#own charakter

[undecimxveneficus]

Archaisch Covin „Betrug“

"Pass auf was du tust, Junge!" Die Stimme meines Vaters, auch wenn Erzeuger besser passen würde, drang an mein Ohr. Ein hämisches lachen drang aus dem inneren meiner vom brüllen trockenen Kehle."Ich weiß genau was ich tue, Vater!" Das letzte Wort spuckte ich ihm vor die Füße. Ich konnte die Angst in seinen Augen sehen, die Genugtuung die ich empfand war beinahe berauschend. Ich hatte mir meinen Zirkel für den Schluss aufgehoben, Leichen säumten meinen Weg und das gejammer und gewinsel war erbärmlich. Ich würde in die Geschichte eingehen, als der Junge der 11 Zirkel ausgelöscht hatte, und mit jedem Tot mehr und mehr Macht erlangte. Meinen Vater hatte ich mir bis zum Schluss aufgehoben, er sollte sehen was er erschaffen hatte. Meine Mutter saß weinend in der Ecke, als wüsste sie nicht, wie es sein konnte das ich sowas tat. Man könnte jetzt sagen daß es in meiner Natur als Redcap lag aber das wäre nur ein Bruchstück der Wahrheit. Ich baute mich vor meinen Eltern auf."Mein Leben lang habt ihr mich wie Dreck behandelt, mich geschlagen und verbrannt, mein Körper ist übersät mit Narben. Und ihr wundert euch, wie ich zu einem, wie hast du es genannt? Monster werden konnte." Abfällig sah ich sie an."Du warst schon immer schwierig und hast dich nie in den Griff bekommen, sieh was du angerichtet hast. " Selbst jetzt, kurz vor seinem tot hatte mein Vater keine netten Worte für mich. Meine Mutter weinte bitterlich aber das war mir egal. Mein Dolch gezückt Schnitt ich ihr die Kehle auf und mit Freude sah ich das Entsetzen in den Augen meines Vaters."Junge..!" Doch bevor er auch nur ein weiteres Wort von sich geben konnte riss ich ihm sein Herz raus und sah wie das Leben in seinen Augen erlosch.

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His Mother was an Elf and his Father was a respected Wizard. He's a Redcap, he needs blood to live. His Childhood was difficult and marked by abuse and neglect. Once he got his powers under control, he killed his and 10 other covens, including his parents. He disappeared and found a new Home. Today he lives in France, in an old run-down castle, where he can best lure his victims. He's married with @gxldenice and he try not to ruin it.

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No 24/7 , always in the mood for plays, write me here or one wire: undecimxveneficus ; smaltalk ger/eng, plays pefer in German.

#undecim x veneficus #Fake Charakter #fvz #fakevz #userfakevz #pansexuell #supernatural #own charakter #Cameron x i've got the magic in me #storyline #may i miss something amazing without you. #r: married

[funky--dino]

i made a Icon for myself with m Dilophosaurus OC Astel :} I am still rly proud of myself of it look

#paleoart #stylized #dinosaur oc #own charakter #dilophosaurus #digital art #clip studio paint

[koszmarnybudyn]

A short fic i wrote about Normal feelings about his sister. I am not really a writer, but i really wanted to share this.

Hero was objectively better. She was good with computers. Her art projects didn't end with her covered in glitter and glue with only a mess to clean up as a result. She didn't cry over math homework, she wasn't stupid, everyone could see that. She passed all her classes, with barely any studing, she was just naturally smart. She didn't do all nighters just to fail a test again, when it was her last chance, and only because the teacher was nice. She didn't struggle to understand basic grammer. Her writing didn't look like trying to make a pen work again.

She had friends, real ones, not just circumstancial ones that had nothing in common with her apart from saving their dads. She did get chemistry, and all the nonsense of physics. PE didn't fill her with dread, the thought of crammed locker rooms, partnering up when it is not assigned or just plain old playing didn't make her uncomfortable. She wasn't clumsy enough to trip over her own feet.

She didn't have to sit at the very end of the cafeteria table by herself. She didn't have to listen to her own father explain to she was wierd and that he wasn't proud of her to realize she was wierd and nobody really liked, and that they were actually making fun of her, because she wasn't and they weren't. She was cooler, older, and just generally better at like, everything. Technicly no one made it a competition, but the winner was clear.

But she wasn't the one with glowing hands desperatly trying to sew his friends hurt bodies together after a battle in a sentient bus, on a dimension that once could have been what they called home. She didn't have a father that loved but didn't like her. She didn't have a crush on a boy that had three quarters of his body nearly melted in cheese, and now was covered in scars because of it. She didn't have to sit on a throne to learn more about the ancient horror beyond comprehension that has been plaging their family for generations. She didn't have to scream her throat raw as she saw it was as much of a misunderstood teen as herself. She didn't have to sacrifice herself for the greater good. She didn't have to do all that stuff at all, because she was far away, a plane over, being the better sibling at collage. She wasn't the one chosen.

Maybe for once, for just one second he could try something and be just a bit better at it then his sister, and maybe just maybe his too big heart could finally do something else then hurting him and actually be useful for once.

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #normal oak #hero oak #it is really important to me that norm is not good at school for some reason #i think i projected a lot of my own sister onto hero here (i did exadurate i a bit a d added some more stuff to fit norm better) #like i said i am not a writer i have adhd and i cant spell so sorry if tjis makes no sensr #it was mostly written late at night #the oaks are so fucked up i love them #hero deserves more screentime and to actually be a charakter #i made her good at school here because reasons

[secretbhlob]

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#dont know what i expected going into succession #but coming out a fan of the most cringefail charakter possible wasnt it #i am legit questioning my own tastlelevel #but i cant help it

[marune2]

Charakter arc for the further

Klick the picture this you can see it right

#character concept #charakter #character art #original child character #character design #own character #original character #oc character #character sheet #original work #original #original caracter #original carackter #original art work #original art #original content #fantasy #sayo Winchester #Male #inspirate from black clover

[izzytheturtleboomslang]

Because I know myself well xD Is there my finished lineart as a contribution.

I hope you recognize something too :'D

(Since I'll definitely need weeks for the colo again... Imao)

Gemling Raph is a good deal grumpy at the start of the fall season.

Annoyed, he scrapes the leaves together around his den and only to find out again at the end that he finds autumn quite pleasant.

He likes the sometimes spicy smell of the autumn leaves, and then he just lies down on a pile of the leaves and dozes off.

Only after he has completed his duties as a warrior, of course.

#closespecies #cs #linedrawing #lineart #ink #inkart #penandpaper #drawing #artist #my art #own character #Charakter #oc #furry

[deathbxnny]

hello, platonic aventurine with an in-debt teen reader?

Oooh!! I really love this idea, anon! Thank you for the great request!! And I'm sorry for the long wait, I'm sick and busy with fulltime work/school, so yeah, I hope this won't be too bad...

Content: Spoilers for the most recent Penacony quest!!, small mentions of potential child slavery??, Reader is a young teen and works for the IPC, platonic older brother figure Aventurine, angst, talks of debt, bitter sweet mood, sfw Reader has no set pronouns! ((Not proofread at all, but may edit mistakes later!!!))

Aventurine couldn't help but listen in, when he heard about you from Topaz. You were very young, as young as he was when he first joined the IPC, and the massive debt you had already accumulated on your shoulders at said age, made you a slave to the organisation from the start. He had no information on why you owed them as much as you did, but he guessed it was just another way for the IPC to make you... "repay" them for their heartwarming efforts of "saving" you. Either way, you peaked his interest enough to be taken in by him.

He was a little hard on you at the beginning, not because of any malicious reasons, but rather to ensure your survival in your new life and environment. It was a way to toughen you up, before he finally relaxed and allowed himself to be more playful with you. He's kind in his own special way, as he offers to help you out with your debt in turn of you essentially becoming his assistant. He gave you meaningless work most of the time, nothing that could stress you out or put you in any danger. He basically kept you around to watch and learn, always making sure you saw the bigger picture in all of his plans or gambles. A sense of pride fills him, when you started thinking more like him.

Aventurine saw a younger him in you and he figured that it was exactly why he cared for you so much. His days were numbered, but he wanted you to live out yours on your own terms, just how he always wanted it to. It's what led him to take you with him to Penacony without anyone officially knowing about it. It was supposed to just be a small "vacation", or at least that's the version he told you.

He told you many small, white lies. White lies that set you free for life, when he finally won his final gamble against the world and left you with everything he ever owned in the physical realm. Your debt was paid off, your shackles destroyed and you were officially let go from your "job" and existence in the IPC all in one day. You were free and so terribly alone to now do as you please, go wherever you please... just not with him there this time.

It was a bittersweet win for the both of you, as you wordlessly parted ways from the family you found in eachother even if for a small moment.

Alright, this one lowkey hurt to write and think about, considering how tragic Aventurine's charakter in general is. But anyhow, I hope you liked it, Anon, and thank you again for the great request!!<33

#honkai star rail #hsr #hsr aventurine #hsr aventurine x reader #aventurine x reader #aventurine #aventurine honkai star rail #star rail aventurine #aventurine hsr #aventurine x you #aventurine x y/n #star rail #hsr x reader #hsr fanfic #hsr x gender neutral reader #hsr x you #hsr x y/n

[chiptrillino]

How the hell do you find every accurate representative culture fashion for the avatar gang? Like it pains me the hell how people this good and hardworking can find these gorgeous cultural clothes and accessories and draw them so well and detailed like you- TELL ME YOUR SECRETS (Please)

idk about accurate. at the end it is still a fantasy world inspired by real life cultures contrasting or soothed out to fit a charakter personality and traits. listen if i spot an option to have a older fire lord zuko with his titts chest out i will go for it and nothing can stop me not even accuracy i say this as if i didn't already do it in private with seethrough material hahah

there is not much secrets behind it though, sorry its research, fact checking. often even the most random things. at least that is my method. you go to google and type in what you need and would like to know. read the wikipedia article for some general understanding on the topic but them go to the source part and check these out. or like double check these. if reading is not your thing there are lots of dedicated youtubers or ticktockers that love to share and explain parts of their culture or tradtions (clothing included. depends on what you research.) contemporary to that or after that you build up your visual library by collecting images on pinterest, or google or websites covering the topic you are researching. make your own folders or pin boards.

an amazing blog for atla real life culture sources is of course or beloved: @atlaculture blog!

https://www.tumblr.com/atlaculture who recently began to dedicate some post in flashing out more water tribe and air normad cusine, also instruments. its a delight to read through.

of course you have an easier time with some research than with other. some things are clear others a contradicting some are barley documented. it is also necessary to have an occasional reality check. like reread your sources see if there is something new. replace what you misunderstood before. don't always go for what looks pretty and aesthetically good to you. there is a reason why things looked like they did. was it the material, was it protection, was it culture.

a part looking at contemporary photography i personally preffere to look at how people liked to depict themself at that time. Statues, wall painting, illustration, old fotos from that time and compare them to current pictures to see how they used to stylize this element or to see what was essential to them. thats probably my old art-history phase flaring up again though hahah. at the end it is also how you Interpret and headcanon the atla world for yourself. before i were able to redesign jet i had to figure out how i want to draw fire nation armor. because to me jet repuporses a lot of the armor from the enemy. a shin guard will be used as an arm protection. the red shirt he wears is fire nation, a shoulder guard that fits will just be used as it is. i just assume that FN armor is better in being fire resistent than earth kingdoms ones.

but fire nation armor is a chellenge on its own again. because is it tang dynasty? is it song? but the collar protector is a typical thai armor element. how do i combine that? is there a history behind it?

speaking about armor what would be the southern water tribe one? if it is lamellar ivory armor, how and why does it look so different by season 3 at the day of the black sun? did the southern water fleet separated form their home begin to adopt EK styles. switching out kuspuk and parkas in for sleeveless wrap shirts and armor with inside plating like they have in ba sing se? because that what was aviable to them?

(appart everything the talk of armor is in general really curious because... what do you wear when you go in to fight against fire??? in the poles you can argure that it is not a concern. if you burn you roll in the snow but in the EK... hm.. they dont have fancy heat resistand clothing like fire fighters have now.... armor is ment to cushion off impact and or slicing. our standard armors conzept can work well against earth-, water- and air bending (to some degree) but fire burns what do you idealy do against that? leather helps to some degree)

while the southern water tribe is clearly circumpolar people inspired (although lacking lots of world-building which you can kind of excusing it with... the war destroyed everything but also... uh.... its a nearly 20 year old show.... ) the northern water tribe shows korean or even mongolian elements. so what do you want to focus on? i personally like to make things connect because these characters live in one world togheter and trade and exchange happens. (yes even during a 100 year war or at least there had to have been a time of influence and the lack of exchange froze(*snorts*) this culture in time) you know... migration? and transition of style and life through out history.

maybe i overthink things to much for just drawing some clothes... -srugs-

#chip!ask #chip!talks #atla #atla worldbuilding #honestly i probably ended up rambeling here to much... #but yeha reasearch is just.... the key? #like for everything? #sorry #tbh don't ask me stuff because i still don't know things.... i know things but i am in this you know.... #i know what i don't know - mode #and i don't know a lot and i am just drawing fanarts with a 40+ hours job on the side #i know some! #i guess #which makes me wonder world building kind of stuff... #like how is the EK palace layouted form the inside #whathappend to the AN aerias after the got whiped out #what consequences does the lack of airbender have to the world in sense of conection and exchange #were there really only bending airbenders? #are there still people out that belive in airbender philosophy #like the bending form died but people that lived near by still have similar dress food traditons and belives like the AN did? #is FN stuck in time too? because the royal clothing is tang and song styled but EK in BSS the fashion progressed into qing style #did kyoshi trade blue dye or blue fabric with the southern water tribe regularly before war? #trading pelt for fabric? #just... migration patterns??? #yes? no? uhm.... okay i shut up now...

[trashy-0possum]

Niccolo Carpediem hcs!

Cause its his b-day <3333

ITALIAN🇮🇹🇮🇹 (not even a hc its cannon but sameee)

Smokes (cannon)

Probably smells like smoke but tries to use perfume to overcome the smell

Nervous af

Probably picks his skin or bites his finger nails when stressed

Takes vitamins

Definitely has iron deficiency

Passes out- alot xd

Really good at drawing since he studied Architecture (or wanted to)

Morning person-

Will probably sit on the balcony and drink coffee till he has to go

He can cook!

Since he has a sister he will take care of her children which are his Nephews/niece's

Will treat the children like his own

Will buy them everything they want just to make them happy and be a good uncle!

Best uncle ever>>

Loves his family and has a big bond with them

Him and cappuccino (the charakter) are besties 😌

He loves libraries but since he is a mafia boss he cant go so often :(

Hes a bookworm-

Has a big ass shelf in his apartment/house and loves to read in his free time

Sweetest person ever

Has the most high pitched scream ever-

Is scared of insects and ildio has to kill them for him

Probably locked himself in his room alot after his dad died

Needs comfort

Buys his sister flowers everytime he visits her and her husband

Cant stand high temperatures

Bangs? Cuts them himself

Loves late night walks at the sea

Tries not be in a relationship because they could be targeted by other mafias :(

Takes care of the stray dogs in italy cause he doesnt have time for a own pet

Dog person>>

Loves big and comfy clothes (only wears them when hes alone)

Pookie needs more attention 😿 anyways HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICCOLO I LOVE UUU😻

#hcs #headcannons #headcanon #my hcs #servamp #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writing #writeblr #niccolo carpediem #niccolo #servamp of gluttony #gluttony #servamp eve #eve of gluttony #carpe diem #italian #italia #mafia #servamp ildio #ildio #servamp world end #birthday #happy birthday #18.8

[angies-writing-blog]

Title: Over the river hung the morning mist

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3/ bg3

Pair: Zevlor / Tav (Original female Charakter)

Summary: Zevlor and Tav are training together

#fanfic #tav x zevlor #ao3 #fanfiction #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 zevlor #baldur's gate iii #baldurs gate tav #zevlor #self indulgent

[undecimxveneficus]

Answers will follow on Weekend - Smaltalk always Welcome. - Wire: undecimxveneficus

#cameron x i've got the magic in me #undecim x veneficus #fake charakter #fakevz #fvz #own charakter

[devilscreekballad]

The Ballad of Devil's Creek - INFORMATION POST

The West is Wild and the West is Weird. Take up the role of an outlaw who gets wrapped up in an adventure of a lifetime. Face bounty hunter, ghosts and a doomsday cult as you travel cross the Old West, trying prevent the end of the world at the hands of eldritch horrors.

‘The Ballad of Devil’s Creek is an Interactive Novel WiP set in an alternate timeline of the ‘Old West’. It is to be published on itchio and potentially steam, app- and playstore..

A new century is around the corner, and you are an outlaw traversing the towns and terrains of the Frontier, only to one evening get wrapped up in chasing down the means to stop a doomsday cult from bringing forth the end of days.

You’ll have to deal with hustlers, grifters, gunslingers and vengeful brides as you make your way to the ghost town of Devil’s Creek to find answers, and hopefully get out of there alive.

Where to Play the Demo

HERE For the Choicescript Version on dashingdon. (20 Saveslots)

HERE For the Twine Version on itch.io (1 Saveslots)

For bugreports please contact me for the discord server. (see below)

NOTE: Please see tags and warnings below. While this isn't a 'historically accurate' story, it is still dealing with some heavy topics of the time (late 19th century America) and might not be for everyone.

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Current Statistics:

Words per playthrough: 67k (147k with code total)

Who can I play as and Who are the Romantic Options?

You can play as cis, trans, non-binary and genderfluid. Inputting your own pronouns and addresses is also possible.

Having interchangeable pronouns is not possible, though. (Because I don't know how to code that).

There's a growing list of races/ethnicity to pick from, all having an impact on the gameplay, big and small.

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ROs:

Charlie Mulligan : (white, 39, male, Irish-American): MC’s oldest friend and partner in crime. Blue-Ribbon conman, gambler and part-time medium, lost an eye during a job a few years prior.

Seán O’Brian : (white, 28, male/genderfluid, Irish): Another excellent conman who approached MC and Charlie, asking for help with speaking to the dead. [Only romancable in a polycule with Tommy]

Tommy Burke :  (mixed (mother black, father white), 29, male, Irish-French): Arsonist and pragmatical grump. Was about to be hanged, now travels with the MC. Has a relationship with Seán. [Only romancable in a polycule with Seán]

Mrs. Lian Meadows: (chinese, 35, female): Doctor and sharpshooter, widowed. Pretty cold, no-nonsense approach to life. Travels with the MC to make sure they fulfil their task.

Lynwood: (white, 43, male, British/French American): A Pinkerton agent on O'Brian’s trails, trying to bring O'Brian in for murder.

Josie McKee: (mixed (mother white, father black), 34, female, Scottish): Widow, runs the saloon and bordello in Potter’s Springs. Bit snarky, good with poisons.

‘Preacher’: (white, 40?, male, probably Irish?) A mysterious, almost legendary gunman/bounty-hunter who takes a certain interest in the MC and their posse.

Therese 'Tess’ Lynwood: (white, 37, female (?), British/French American) Lynwood’s younger sister. Bit of a scatterbrained worrywart, but extremely caring. Follows the posse out of worry for her brother and Isaac.

Isaac Delgado: (Latino, 38, male, Mexican-American) Friend and former colleague of Lynwood. Ended up in the area by chance. Very pessimistic due to past events.

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Charakter Birthdays:

Seán: March 11th

Josie: April 17th

Charlie: May 1st

Tommy: June 9th

Lynwood: June 27th

Preacher: August 13th

Finley: Sept 27th

Meadows: Nov 5th

Discord:

If you followe the blog longer than a week, send a message to get an invite link. We had some trouble with some people, so we're rather safe than sorry.

Tags and Warnings:

Warnings and Taglist.

Warnings:

Violence 

historical bigotry (nothing explicit but present, alluded to and mentioned)

historical use of language (for the most part the game will, however, be using modern terms)

Death

Blood

Alcohol and alcoholism

Mild Gore

Injury (general and eye-specific)

Mentions of abuse

Guns

Mentions of miscarriage

swearing and suggestive language

hallucinations

(Note me if there are other things that need a mention. See below for Warnings concerning the RO in detail)

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Taglist:

#The Ballad of Devil’s Creek (general tag for things game related)

#baodc (general tag for all things game related)

#baodc development (status updates and insight into the work being done)

#baodc spoilers (spoilers)

#baodc ros (posts concerning any of the ROs)

#baodc (name) (leads to posts specifically about the character (replace name with the name you want))

#not baodc (everything not directly game related)

#baodc askbox (the majority of answered asks)

#baodc ramble (rambles and generally more negative stuff)

#baodc stream (for stream announcements. Writing and Let’sPlay Streams)

#unrelated yet relevant (vaguely game related nonsense)

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Most of the ROs come with some baggage that might not be everyone’s tea:

Charlie: outlaw, gambler, medium, missing an eye, conman. The story of how he lost his eye will be retold ingame.

Seán: Grifter, notorious liar (bad at it outside of cons), cleptomaniac tendencies

Tommy: pyromanic. arsonist and explosive expert, loves blowing things up. likely to lash out verbally at others when pissed off, sometimes physically. short fused.

Meadows: Snarky, cold, and cutting. often condescending and too judgemental.

Lynwood: Ex-confed (didn’t subscribe to the views, forced into service), pinkerton, stubborn, little self-care priorities, low self-esteem, alcohol abuse.

Josie: poisoner, sex-worker, bar owner, promiscuous.

Isaac: former pinkerton, history of drug abuse, depression.

Standalone Post HERE

How to support the game:

SEE HERE

#the ballad of devil's creek #baodc development #interactive fiction #baodc #choicescript #twine game #baodc information

[koszmarnybudyn]

Finally finished my magical girl au refrence sheets. I have been working on it for soooo long! (It was honestly suppose to be a chill project because i had artblock when I started but then 400 something layers later here we are).

Feel free to use these if you do anything for this au (or as inspo to make your own designs) and you can absolutly tag me I love to see it :).

I might honestly info dump about these designs later because there is a lot of thought behind them for me.

We have the normal magical girl outfits, the power up outfits, everyday outfits and some others (all of hermie phases and normals identity crisis outfit), oh and some prop designs.

These might honestly still change a bit, because this au is still very much just an idea in my head, I also plan on doing some other charakter designs for it if I have the will and energy.

#dungeons and daddies #dndads #dndads magical girl au #magical girls #link li wilson #normal oak #hermie the unworthy #taylor swift dndads #scary marlow #scary marlowe #i really wanna talk more about it honestly #so like please share your thoughts on it #and like please message me with ideas and stuff because i also really love that #my art

[justmeandmyrandomthoughts]

Just watched mina les video on toxic femininity and it made me realize again how toxic girlblogger culture is. I’m so glad there are content creators like her who speak up about these issues and how mad it is to romanticize mental health issues and self destructive behavior

It also made me realize how woman themselves are objectifying and categorizing themselves with this type of behavior. Woman have become their own worst enemy and instead of doing something about it, they romanticize it and live in the delusion that this is going to save them in some type of way. Tv- show Charakters like Effie from skins or Lisa rowe from girl, interrupted are not hot girl bosses, they aren’t even real. Stop idealizing the idea of being clinically insane makes you stand out from the crowd and hot n mysterious. It doesn’t, it really doesn’t. Self destructive behavior and being toxic is the most unattractive quality a person can have, not just a woman but for anyone.

Whenever I meet a person who puts themselves in this “femecel” “girlblogger” “female manipulator” or “sad girl” category in real life, my first instinct is to stay away from them because they are literally so toxic and don’t want a healthy and happy life.

I also want to add, if you like coquette aesthetic, balletcore, lana del ray or anything that has been put into these categories, it doesn’t make you weird or toxic. People are allowed to like things without identifying themselves with it and making it their whole personality

#girlblogging #girlblogger #coquette aesthetic #girlbosses #sadgirl #my year of rest and relaxation #lana del ray aesthetic #female manipulator #Youtube

[skeleton-magic-guy]

Guys, im stuck rn. I think I drew Blitzwing so often that my brain went out the window. (Yes, my cave has those)

So I will draw another Charakter for a while or you will get small Blitzwing doodles

Edit: I just noticed how depressing this looks. I am fine. I just HATE art block, but who doesn't

Till my brain has decided to give me ideal for that damn triple changer. (Coffee help meeeeee)

Short funny version: Ma brain has artblock on Blitzwing and until he eats himself out of that cage, I will draw Skeletor on my own time or if you like, continue posting here.

Will be fixed probably until Monday or Wednesday. THANK YOU

Yes, I'm still trying new art styles. I wanna give you guys the best of best after all

#just for follwers #artists on tumblr #my art #digital art #skeleton #sketch #im so so so sorry #damn #but hey after drawing a comic for a week #the blitywingx bee comic #it be like that

[zaceouiswriting]

A welcome stranger P.3

Charakter: Theo Raeken x male reader

Universe: Somewhere in Teen Wolf

Warnings: None

Theo woke up with an aching body, a dry throat, and a headache; he couldn't understand where it came from. Opening his eyes was a difficulty he was not prepared for. Almost as if he had slept for several years.

When his eyes adjusted - which took almost no time, thanks to his status as an abomination - he saw this strange space. It took him a second longer to remember what had happened before he fell into this deep, peaceful slumber. It was still dark outside, but the sun was slowly making its way up, bringing the world back to life with its warm orange glow.

Before the sun could do that, however, he suddenly jumped up, his hands searching for his phone, lifting his blanket and pillow, but it was nowhere. Panic surged up in his tired body. He crawled to the other side of the bed - the one he had been lying on when he fell asleep - and reached for the bedside table. Searching the cold surface of the table, he found his phone almost immediately. He breathed a sigh of relief as he did. Excitedly he pulled his phone towards him with a sharp tug, only to have something holding it back. Confused, he looked back and saw the phone cable.

Carefully he pulled it out and activated his phone. He saw his phone background, the bridge where everything had begun. For a second, he was sad - as usual - when he saw it. But it was washed away as he saw the time it read: 04:45.

"Fuck!" he cursed in his hoarse morning voice. He jumped out of bed and looked for a light switch. But he couldn't find any. So he used his phone's flashlight to find his way around the room. To his surprise, there was a glass of water with a pill on his bedside table and his clothes across the room.

Before he could grab either one, however, his head began spinning. Dizziness overcame him, causing him to fall sideways. Luckily his bed was there and saved him from a pretty hard fall.

It was quite a while before consciousness gave him a second chance as the blackness eased, allowing him to stand again. Ignoring the glass of water and the odd pill, he immediately went to his clothes and swapped them for the ones he wore to sleep.

Fully clothed, he opened his bedroom door, still with his cell phone flashlight on. Accidentally he found a light switch in the hallway as he was holding on to the wall as another wave of vertigo threatened him.

The sudden light blinded him like a flashbang, so much brighter than his cell phone flashlight could ever have been. A loud moan escaped his lips, one he hoped you wouldn't have heard. His eyes were barely open, and with one hand on the wall, he slowly walked towards the stairs, where he finally found the nearest switch that would turn off the light again. Pushing it, the light went off as it did a sigh of relief formed on his lips. 

He slowly walked down the stairs straight to the front door, where a pair of shoes was already waiting. He slipped into them carefully because he couldn't find his own shoes anywhere.

“I hope they fit, I-“

"Holy fucking shit... Fuck... Shit!" Theo yelled loudly as your voice echoed down the hall. His eyes were wide, and one hand was on his heart, beating faster than any heart should. He looked around but couldn't find you. "Man, you can't scare a guy like that! What if I hit you or something?” 

Smiling, you came out of the kitchen with a towel between your hands. "Sorry, but I thought you saw the light, or at least me, when you passed the kitchen." Your voice was anything but apologetic, almost smug.

Clenching their teeth slightly, they stared at each other, their smiles never fading. But it broke when a loud rumble came from Theo's stomach. A blush of embarrassment crept up his neck to his cheeks and ears.

"So, come in. Breakfast is ready!" Immediately back into the kitchen, Theo followed you questioningly.

"I thought we were going out to work?" Theo seemed so unsure that one could only smile. Without turning around, you finished cooking and filled the plates, only to put them right before his nose.

Another chuckle escaped you when you saw his wide hungry eyes. "Eat. Then we go to work. After all, you sleep like a log. I swear I tried everything, but you didn't wake up. I even had to check if you were still alive!"

At this point, it became a regular thing for Theo to feel embarrassed. Still, he couldn't stop himself from getting bothered about it. You were too nice to him. Nobody is ever that nice to him!

"We're going down to town in the afternoon." You told him matter-of-factly. Confused, he finally looked up from his meal while you were already looking at him, smiling - no smirking - you just looked him up and down. "Do you really think I'd let you walk around in those rags? You don't want me to tell you what happened to you, and I don't care either. You are not the first young man to appear on my land for help, and you certainly will not be the last.”

"Really?" he asked. Almost relieved that he wasn't the only one.

“Yes, there was a boy of about sixteen. Who had been kidnapped on a family vacation six years ago. Somehow he escaped, climbed over my fence, and banged on my door. I'll never forget how startled he looked when he saw me but relaxed when Rocky sniffed at him.” You gently scratched your faithful canine's head as you looked down into his big eyes. "Rocky ran outside when I saw a figure in the distance while I pulled the boy inside and locked the door. Rocky injured the man seriously and even ripped a piece of flesh from his leg. The cops came shortly after, but the boy refused to go, so I let him stay until his parents came from Europe.”

"It sounds like you just made that story up," Theo mumbled suspiciously.

You sneered and threw a piece of your pancake at his head. Offended and shocked, he stared at your childish antics. “You can look for Loui Tommelsen yourself later. But in the city, you hear about the others I helped anyway. People like to talk about it, although I try to keep it low-key.”

You knew your guest was overwhelmed, and your words didn't make it easier for him. "And before you ask, none of them have ever worked here. They were guests. But considering you seem like someone who needs to learn some lessons."

Without another word, you put down your plate, grab your coffee cup, and head to the front door. Panicked, you could hear in the background how Theo tried to stuff his mouth as full as possible. Although this happened, as soon as you opened the door, he was by your side, a glass of orange juice in hand while the pancakes were half out of his mouth. 

You stare at him in amazement. "Why?" It was the only thing that came out of your mouth while your head was still trying to process the situation.

"You-ungh t-ungh- d-" The rest was even less understandable.

"Don't gobble your damn food! It doesn't run away. Now sit down, eat slowly, and come out when you're done!” you ordered Theo harshly. "Sometimes I really don't know what to think."

Ignoring the intense gaze on the back of your head, you let your dogs out first and closed the door behind you.

You quickly fished three balls out of your pockets. "Rocky!" When you called him, his head shot up right after you threw the ball, and he was gone. "Suki!" He did the same. "Carpell!" You didn't even swing your arm. "Carpell!" Slowly his head went up. Holding the ball out for him to see, he was just as slow to realize what time it was. Like a puppy, he started jumping around his tail, waggling like crazy. You waited a moment longer before finally throwing his ball too. It landed long before he started running.

After the first litter, even Carpell was quick with the following ones until we reached the first sheepfold. They just got shorn, so they still sleep in a hut for a few days because the nights can still be too cold.

Only opening the hut door was enough for the first sheep to wake up. It immediately jumped towards you so that the others wake up too. Soon you were surrounded by white, thin clouds.

"Yes, I know I’m late today. I’m sorry!“ Talking to the sheep as if they were your children, they only said ‘Baa‘ back to you. Those cheeky little buggers!

Slowly you got through the cloud to get all the sheep out so they could be taken to the open fields. "Carpell, sheep!" you called. Immediately your little helper had the flock under control and led them exactly where they should be.

How this slow dog can control over a thousand sheep was still beyond your comprehension. It gets particularly odd when he realizes that not all the sheep are with him. Disappointed, he would come running back, his paws on your feet and looking straight into your face, silently telling you with only his eyes that he was disappointed in you for making him come back. "Okay, you get your other sheep!" you told him, chuckling, raising your hands in defense.

It happened three other times until all the sheep were free again, and Carpell was happy with you.

“What can I do?“

"Great time, Theo!" you told him, smiling broadly without looking at him.

"Why does it sound like you're planning something I wouldn't like?"

Finally, you turned around, not a smile on your face but a shit-eating grin. “I was just about to let the cows out. The weather is supposed to be warming up again, so they will stay outside.” Not knowing what you mean, he smiled at you uneasily.

You led the poor young man to the first cowshed with a little happy leap in your steps. When you opened the door, Theo was surprised. The building was much larger than expected, and the cows cocked their heads in curiosity. When they saw you, they came over, patted you with their heads, and some even licked you.

"You're going to clean the barn." That's all you said as you herded the cows outside.

Theo stayed behind, confused. Rocky stared at him from a distance, sat down, and waited patiently. But Theo could only look back. "What?" he asked, irritated by the dog's behavior. The dog's eyes wandered inconspicuously from Theo to the pitchfork. "Are you serious?" He groaned loudly and threw back his head in annoyance.

But after a long staring duel between him and the dog, he finally conceded defeat and took the pitchfork. He made Rocky bark with delight and wagging his tail. He jumped out of the barn and happily ran after you. When you saw him, you petted your best friend and scratched him all over his body, especially his sides and head.

Theo caught himself looking at you curiously. He's never met anyone who was so pure, anyone who was this good. Knowing he didn't deserve your kindness for everything he had done, his resolve to leave you became overwhelming, but he couldn't while you were going to see it. He feared breaking your heart. But why did he feel this way? He barely knows you. Something inside you hit him like a hammer the first time he saw your eyes for the first time. They glittered in the morning sun, brighter than any gem he or anyone had ever seen.

But how your animals were around you was the best indicator of your pure heart. So happy, content, and fearless, like they know nothing can happen to them as long as they are with you.

He felt something like that too. It almost forced him to rethink his decision to leave your ranch and work for you forever. So he would never feel alone or unwanted again.

As he contemplated this possibility, his resolve to go did not crumble. The more he thought about it, the stronger the urge to leave became. He had to let you have your happiness. The risk for the hunters to find him there and hurt you is just too great!

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