I nearly forgot to post this 😅. The full version of my winter art for December 2022. I'm already getting into the holiday spirit Spooklings! Here's Duke from Vampair in his winter attire based on Daria's speedpaints " A Vampire For All Seasons ". So I drew my persona getting ready for the cold weather and snow with a vampire by her side. I created the winter design, coat and make it similar to Daria's style. More art coming along the way also college still killing me I will be finish soon for winter break in a few weeks. Anywho I think this Vampair Winter piece turn out nice.
Thank you all and have a great day or night ❤️ ^^
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A sequel to this bc I feel self indulgent in this Chili's
Trigger warning for mention of blood
Something was wrong. The glass broken, the lights dark. Pierce opened the door, positioning himself in front of Bonnie. She huffed at the action but he ignored it. Nobody approached them, and just from a brief scan of the place...nobody was here. He stepped deeper inside, taking the lantern from his belt.
"Rather dusty here." Bonnie commented in a mutter, stifling a cough. Pierce looked over at her and gave a small nod, noticing a shattered bottle on the ground. Not from a struggle, likely the unwanted guest's own clumsiness.
"Something doesn't seem right." He murmured, peering into the room behind a counter.
Bonnie laughed at the statement, sounding like she was in a different part of the store. "When is anything right on this island?"
She had a point. Pierce didn't respond, looking around the room. A painting on the wall and things scattered about. He frowned and moved back out. Figuring out what happened to the bugler seemed more important.
He noticed his companion flipping through a book, approaching closer to see it was a book about the history of Darkwater. "Anything interesting in there?"
She didn't look up, closing the book and offering it to him. "Nothing I could find. Then again, this place gives me the creeps so I'd rather not learn more about it."
Pierce nodded in response, flipping through the pages himself. He remembered the promise he made to himself. Telling her how he felt after the bookstore, but that was before it became finding yet another missing person.
He closed the book and put it back on the shelf, staring at the endless titles for a moment. "...Bonnie. There's something I want to tell you." It felt like there was a cannonball in his stomach and a flutter in his chest. Strange how being nervous before telling someone of romantic feelings never changes from the younger, innocent days.
"Yes, detective?" He could feel her warm brown eyes on him. They were so beautiful, a beautiful dark shade. Most would dismiss her eyes since they weren't a bright blue or gorgeous green, but he preferred her Earthy colored eyes.
Pierce bit his tongue, scrambling to figure out words. "I...we should figure out what happened here."
Damn fool, he cursed himself mentally.
Bonnie raised a brow and chuckled. "Alright, no more history lessons. I'll take this room, you search any others!" She sounded so enthusiastic about working with him. Perhaps it was naive of her but it was so charming.
Pierce watched her step away, before realizing she didn't have a light source. He hurriedly put the lantern handle into her hands, feeling her soft skin on his. As stereotypical as it would sound, just that touch felt like lightning going through his body. She smiled in appreciation and continued. He pulled out his lighter and entered another room. A Phonograph and a chess table, becoming more clear as he walked further inside.
Nothing that gave clue to the bugler.
He left the room, checking on Bonnie. She was doing well, inspecting the broken glass he'd spotted earlier. He continued to look around, beginning to understand the series of events. It was easy to get lost in picturing the scene, almost forgetting Bonnie was there.
"A safe behind a painting...hey, what's that symbol?"
He snapped to attention at her voice, staring at the symbol. It was scribbled around in Francis Sander's cell. Pierce still didn't know what it meant but noted the connection. "I'm not sure myself. Any chance you found a code?"
"No, sorry. I did find these though!" Bonnie proudly held up three cylinders for the Phonograph. He decided to let her hold onto them, giving a warm smile in return.
"Well done, Miss Reid!"
She seemed too proud in her find and pleased with the praise to comment about being called 'Miss Reid'. Pierce led her to the room with the Phonograph, the light of her lantern making the room much brighter.
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extrEEEEEEEEEEEmely self-indulgent cheb au where seb is a veterinarian and charles finds an injured kitten
ANON ANON ANOOOOOOOON YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT TO ME😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 i'm on my knees. i'm obsessed with it, i need it, i want it, etc
charles ends up fostering it.... and then keeps bringing it back like. every other day, partially bc he's turning into a Worried Cat Dad, partly bc he wants to see seb.... eventually seb is like. "you know... i do house calls;)"
and then OBVIOUSLY someone comes along and wants to adopt the kitten but then charles is like NO. no she's mine, you can't have her. i'm going to adopt her. and then cheb are cat dads together🥰
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Okay! So...not chopping the chapter after all, and the character will remain in the story, but they'll be gone for a little bit. The character I was bringing in to replace them will also stay -- at least for now -- and will serve to usher in a bit of news for the mains. YAY! I love it when the story works itself out for you. :-D
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