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Another VTM:OC commission, this time for Worms over at @homemadehorrors of their OC: Cousin Worms; their werewolf slaying Canadian Nosferatu. Big cryptid energy
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The royal highness on her midnight hunt.
This is my magic the gathering fanart for a vampire token!
0“It’s just so frustrating, she’s just such a hard ass.” Icarus crossed his arms and paced down the alleyway with long strides. “It’s always, you need to this, control that, on and on. It’s not like I want to actively ignore her! I want to learn all these things, but she never explains herself. It’s like I’m just supposed to know! I haven’t lived this life, this is all so new to me. What am I doing wrong?”
Bones’s eyes lazily followed the young vampire as they moved back and forth, methodically dodging scraps of garbage and the puddles that lined the space. Times like these you had to let the young ones vent, he remembered his own rage and confusion, and still felt most of it to this day. Plus, if Icarus ever tried to have a conversation in this tone to Lady Serena’s face, he knew it wouldn’t end well. Getting his own ear chewed off was worth the annoyance to keep the peace. He rolled his cigarette between his fingers before answering firmly. “Probably nothin’, bud.”
Icarus nearly tripped over himself at hearing that, the words stopping his foot early. “What? How could that be? I haven’t made any progress at all. Something’s got to be wrong, I am the one that keeps failing.”
Bones blew smoke out of his nose. “That ain’t true. Ya wouldn’t be allowed in public if ya hadn’t. Look at ya, standin’ in the streets of this big old city now. That’s progress.”
“It’s so small and insignificant.”
“Ah, don’t pout. Baby steps come before sprintin’ ya know? And right now ya have to relearn how to walk after ya completely lost ya legs. Don’t be so hard, the Lady’s bein’ a hard ass for ya because that’s all she knows how to be. She expects things done a certain way, and forgets no one else can think the way she can. Just put in the effort, she ain’t mad at ya.”
“It sure as hell feels like she is.” Icarus took a spot at Bones’s side, leaning hard against the cold stones of the wall. “I’ve never seen her smile, at least a real one. Never heard a laugh either. It’s like she’s joyless.”
Bones lightly punched Icarus’s shoulder. “Hey, that’s my girl ya talkin’ ‘bout. I ain’t gonna let ya be so rude.” A grin busted across his lip, but he knew exactly what he was talking about. “Listen, she’s just stoic and grumpy. But she ain’t joyless. It takes time, but ya will adjust.”
“I just don’t understand how you can spend so much time with her and not want to drive a fork in your ear.”
Laughter bubbled out from Bones’s lips, and he pressed his hand to his throat to prevent coughing from the sudden force of it. “Nah, I feel ya. She’s like that all the time.” He took a breath and collected himself before continuing. “I can tell ya with certainty, there are times we clash. We’re polar opposites, in more ways than just citizenship. But ya gotta know, that first time I made her laugh was the most beautiful things my sorry excuse for eyes ever viewed.”
“Listen, I don’t need to know the details, Bones.” Icarus rolled his eyes, not wanting to disrespect his teacher’s privacy.
“Nah, it ain’t nothin’ sensitive. Was quite stupid actually. Caught her off guard, and that’s what tripped the pin, and it all came tumblin’ out of her.”
Icarus turned his head away, not wanting to stare at the flush of blood running into Bones’s cheeks. He could sense the warmth radiating off his travelling partner and was happy for him, but it still didn’t quell any of his worries regarding his own abilities. Rationally, he knew it would take time, he just wanted a better explanation. The steps and protocol for mastering his weird new abilities.
The sudden silence didn’t faze Bones much, in his experience vampires were heavily introspective, and a little brooding. But for his own mind, he kept talking. “Listen, if I’ve noticed anything, most of ya’ll’s stuff is instinctive. Ya thinkin’ too hard when ya should be doin’. Just feel and move, it’ll come to ya.”
Nodding, Icarus pulled himself off the wall. Bones was right, but it was just so odd to expect his body to know what to do before he did. He shrugged, glancing at his watch. “We should go.” Bones nodded and led the way down the alley and onto the task for the night.
(OC-tober prompt list by @oc-growth-and-development can be found here)
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Trying out a new drawing pad, says it’s good with all media types. So far it’s fine with pencil and pen, doesn’t tear the paper like some of my other sketch pads. I may be too rough when I draw anyway.
Molly said try doing modern vampires, so I gave it a shot. They look like Jeff and Britta from Community, or so says my brother. I can’t unsee it now. Then I was asked what Wizard Status means, so I upgraded my boy Vivi.
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In the end, we are alone. And there is nothing but the cold, dark, wasteland of eternity.
Lestat de Lioncourt
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𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨. 𝔐𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔩𝔢𝔣𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔴𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔰. 𝔄 𝔰𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡.
- “𝔉𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯”
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Had to recreate one of my favorite pieces from one of my favorite artists IG: @dustinbailard , reference photo included!🧚🏽♀️🧛🏽♀️🖤
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