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vincentvan-ohno · 2 months
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My vampire MCs and their love interests
Vesper is my mc for Water to Blood by @veirsewrites and she’s with her favorite werewolf Eddie
Vera is my mc for Thicker Than by @barbwritesstuff and she’s with her vampire bodyguard and boyfriend (?) Iliya
Ignore Iliya’s scribble tattoo I got lazy
*I used the old romance film couple photos as reference for the poses*
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veirsewrites · 2 years
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Finally! The Chapter 3 update is online, click here to read. Please be sure to check the updated content warnings.
This is a partial update, more will come in the next one. I would suggest not caring about saves this round because the next update will require restarting to work properly.
I don't have much to add, please let me know if there are any issues and I hope it's enjoyable!
Thanks for the patience <3
See below for a vampire-esq pic of my cat:
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anxietytwist · 2 years
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𝑪𝒊𝒆𝒍 𝑭𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆
[ ≈𝟸𝟶𝟶 | 𝟼'𝟷" | Nonbinary | Demiro Bi | 💝𝑬𝒅𝒘𝒊𝒏 ]
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⊰Style⊱
𝗙𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗼𝗻
“𝘉𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘵™ ”
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𝗛𝗮𝗶𝗿
“𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 & 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺”
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⊰Night Club⊱
𝐿'𝐴𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒 (The Asylum)
𝗩𝗶𝗯𝗲: Classic neon
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⊰Notes⊱
ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ➙ They/Them ʙᴜɪʟᴅ➙ 𝘈𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 ꜰᴀɴɢꜱ➙ 🦇 ʜᴏʙʙʏ➙ Cooking
💔𝑨𝒊𝒅𝒂
Their drink of choice, besides blood, is whiskey 🥃
Because of their habit of wearing heels, 𝑪𝒊𝒆𝒍 typically stands at a height of around 𝟼'𝟺" 👢
The years apart did not lessen the anguish & rage they felt towards 𝑨𝒊𝒅𝒂 for “abandoning” them ... as soon as they saw her face again it boiled right back up to the top 🤬
𝑪𝒊𝒆𝒍 is quite proud of the fact that the 𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙡 isn't fond of them; they believe in supernatural mixing NOT segregation 😌
After having their heart shattered by 𝑨𝒊𝒅𝒂, it took decades for them to even contemplate letting anyone that close again ... slowly but surely 𝑬𝒅𝒘𝒊𝒏 managed to break through the walls they'd built up ❤️‍🩹
They hate 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨; killing someone just because they're “supernatural” is disgusting & inhumane, their hatred does not extend towards 𝑨𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆 though, since her actual priority seems to be the safety of the general public (including supernatural civilians) ⚔️
𝑪𝒊𝒆𝒍 is willing to put their life on the line to protect the “family” they've managed to scrape together: doesn't matter if you're a 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧, member of the 𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙡, or some rando 😤
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𝑪𝒊𝒆𝒍 means “𝘴𝘬𝘺” (French) 𝑭𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆 means “𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨” (French)
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[MC + Current ROs]
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Picrew used:
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deimosatellite · 3 months
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nuh uh
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subspaceskater · 10 months
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every single time for the last few weeks that i have seen unsourced art on my dash and click into the OP it's been tagged 196. literally every single time.
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extraaa-30 · 3 months
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people think percabeth is moving too fast
no . don't you get it?
we now know how all of camp felt
For ✨👏🏼 F I V E ✨👏🏼 Y E A R S✨👏🏼
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violent-optimism · 8 days
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You know, I don't see a lot of people talking about this moment in the TF2 comics right here, seconds after Sniper realizes he's actually from New Zealand. Does anyone else think about how freaking insecure Sniper must have been growing up?
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I know it has a somewhat comedic tone but I can't help but think about poor Sniper as a kid wondering why he was so different but never knowing why. With other Aussies being huge and muscular he must have thought something was wrong with him. And I feel like you can actually see the relief on his face in the bottom panel.
Also, side note, I love the bit about him throwing rocks from a tree which absolutely foreshadows his future as a sniper. His whole thing is shooting people from far away because he was never built to go on the offensive.
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bumbleboa · 5 months
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small sketch study
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Water is Thicker Than Blood Chapter 48
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he was actually looking at his SUIT!!!!!!! MWAH HAH HAH HAAA!
{Start} {Prev Next} {MasterPost}
Fourty Eight chapters. There is now twice as many chapters in this as I thought there would be before I gave up on typing out my original outline. I just read the doc back and im glad i didnt stop it at just 24 cuz that would have sucked ass, im glad i spent 57 weeks of my life writing this silly little story.
i stopped typing up the outline because i kept adding more things in the middle of the chapter outlines and i just kept getting more and more behind.
when im done writing this story, I think i would like to live stream going through all the chapters and adding director's commentary to them. If i do I'll definitely read out my outline as well, and y'all will see why I'm not writing this story as a fan fiction.
It would be fun putting on character voices, too, i can dig it. lmk if thats something yall would be interested in. Of course we have a loooooong way to go until i finish this story still, so ah,,, yeah keep tuned
dont run away from that TV! Wittb will be right back after these commercials. (the commercials last for a week)
anyway, this is the shirt that the one that Sabo picks up is inspired by:
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miikpal · 2 months
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galleria
speedpaint under cut
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maeo-png · 5 months
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favourite comic detail is the implication that medic cut sniper's fuck ass haircut in the middle of that 12 hr surgery
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the lil bit on his neck is gone thats how you can tell. medic fucking buzzed his goofy mullet. you dont cut a patients hair unless you're performing surgery in that region. all his stitches are abdominal.
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fuckedupcleric · 4 months
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Slipping...
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Another commission completed by the absolutely amazing @cupcakeslushie! Thank you so much ^^
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veirsewrites · 1 year
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It’s the post.
The post where I tell you guys that I just can’t work on Water to Blood right now for various reasons. Work is busy and I have no energy left for writing at a good pace; and this story stresses me out. It’s become more of a chore than it is fun (and I’m in it for the fun).
So I’m gonna take a long break from it and think about other things. This probably isn’t a surprise considering I made an update post like 2-3 weeks ago and then never updated since.
I have been working on different stories on the side that I just find more enjoyable right now. If any of them get to a place where I could share them, I might do that. But in the mean time: Thanks for reading and following Water to Blood! I hope that soon I find the joy in it again and come back with some updated content 😁
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zanephillips · 2 months
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ANDRÉ LAMOGLIA Blood & Water 4.01 "Beware of Things Buried"
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deadsetobsessions · 3 months
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Jason cursed. This is on par for most of his evenings, as it was rare that he ever got a peaceful night. However, this? This takes the goddamn cake and smashes it on his face.
Red Hood stood, with a portable wet vacuum in his halo bed hands, cursing everything in the world as he cleaned and followed the small puddles of Lazarus water. The people in the streets give him a wide berth, having long learned the intricacies of Red101: if the Red Hood is doing weird shit but there’s no gun in his hand, you make sure you’re not the reason he’ll have a gun in his hand.
“O, you there?”
“Copy.”
“Mark this priority, would you?” His voice is tense, pissed. “Some bastard’s dripping Lazarus water all over my territory.”
A pause.
Oracle’s calm voice flowed through his helmet, “Then we’ll have to watch out for League influence. I’ll let the others know. Red Robin?”
Red Robin chimed in, “Yeah, already on it. It’s weird though, Ra’s isn’t supposed to be here for another two and a half weeks.”
“And how would you know about my grandfather’s movements?”
“Careful, Robin, I might become your grandma!” Red Robin chirped sadistically, before clicking off his comms, snickering at Robin’s spluttering.
“Jesus fuck. I’ll try to hunt down the bastard from the ground. O?”
“Can’t help you. The cameras around your area has been scrambled for the last half an hour.”
“Shit.” Red Hood tensed, one hand going for his pistol as the street’s current inhabitants wisely vacated the area.
“Hood. Don’t go in alone. It could be a trap.”
“Whatever, B, you’re not the boss of me.”
“Give me three minutes. I’m close by. Do not go in without back up, little wing.” Nightwing piped in, and Red Hood could hear the faint whooshing noises of a quiet grapple.
“Cass and I are close by as well. Staking out a place but we could be on standby if needed.”
Two taps. Cass’ tacit agreement.
“Got it.”
When Nightwing gets there, they follow the trail into a dead end with no sign of any scaling of the wall or secret passages.
“Fuck! What the fuck are we chasing, a ghost?”
“Don’t even joke like that-” Nightwing said. “You’ll set Red off again.”
Jason kicked at the wall.
“Fuck!”
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On the other side of the wall, thirty minutes earlier:
“Life is like a hurricane, here in Duckberg…” Danny mumbled as he stumbled away. He’d saved his alley kids from a pretty serious mugging that ended with a stabbing that Danny foolishly allowed to touch him because he wanted to keep the wicked looking knife. Normally, he’d be able to brush this off, but with his recent injuries, mental stress, and the lack of food that is the hallmark of a homeless teenager, Danny barely kept himself conscious as he stumbled into a particularly dense in ectoplasm dead end.
“Napping place… napping place…” Danny mumbled before eyeing the brick wall. Yeah, okay, he’s slept in weirder places. He could sleep in the dumpster, but… he’d smell and Danny could not handle an infection. So, he went intangible, invisible, and pulled the knife out of his body. As he settled in (quite literally into) the stone wall for his nap, Danny manages to mold his ectoplasm to hold his cut up stomach together.
Danny allows sleep to take him, blissfully unaware of the glowing green puddles of ghost blood he’d left behind.
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Jason, terrified: he’s in the walls!! He’s in the fucking walls!
Danny, quoting vines and tiktoks while napping in walls for that back support option: thanks for checking in! I’m still a piece of GaRBaGe.
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ri-afan · 21 days
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I had the sudden image of Danny putting a doormat under his window for the vigilantes that just says ‘other door, moron’.
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