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Him🥺❤️

Okay so this preview sketch is super rough bc I didn't clean it up yet but comparing it to one of my art pieces from a few months ago I think I've made a bit of progress!! Idk tho it could all be in my head & maybe I've actually regressed instead LMAO

This would give me a heart attack jesus fucking christ I love it

I have never seen Pokemon this visceral and terrifying, please even if you’re not a fan WATCH HISUIAN SNOW!!!

It’s a beautiful and epic experience!

FSFSSDGRASFGYFVNJDAAS

This is so fucking adorable

My otp rn in bld

Lovely eyes 💞

Pls disregard the drop in quality towards the end I was racing against the clock to finish this before my tablet battery died ahdjsj

Felt like doodling something wholesome tonight :-) I took inspiration from this post 🥰

I based Seth's reaction on how I would imagine him responding to a compliment from a stranger rather than from his crush or s/o. The reason for this is because Peony would likely express this sentiment to him upon their first or one of their earlier meetings on account of her straightforward personality. She thinks his eyes are rad as hell and wouldn't be afraid to tell him so! 💖 And as a result, she ends up with an anxiety ridden organ seller catching feels more quickly than he'd probably like to admit LMAO

As usual, I wanna give sincerest apologies if I got Seth's mannerisms/personality wrong or made him OOC!! Pls feel free to correct any discrepancies that you see 🙏

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Seth / Bloodlust Devotion ©️ @hotpinkmoon

Peony ©️ me / @hemlock-haven

I just wanted to get this out cuz Ive been delaying it over and over

Eve time baby

Plus it was fun to build a proper OC after like two years

@hotpinkmoon ‘s oc template for their upcoming vn

Meet Eve! Local anxious cinnamon roll who either stays up late working or playing videogames.

Her clothes have the wink to her friend’s aspiring styling career. She wanted to help by wearing her creations plus she got cool stickers to decorate her stuff.

Her hair is dyed and tbh its pretty awful if its not stylised

She occasionally knits, she learned it from her mother

For more info stay tuned ^^

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

To every single one of you who sees this message from me♥︎

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Small doodle before getting into studying some more ^^'

Eve would 100% be self conscious around James' chest

James is @hotpinkmoon 's OC

Eve is my oc

UHM

Its not rven out snd uts so pretty

I cant convey my excitement with words but all I know is that I can't wait. Have some pictures describing my thoughts.

Sneak preview of an upcoming comic I'm working on atm 👀

Seth ©️ @hotpinkmoon

Peony ©️ me / @hemlock-haven

Request done

@blurryansuke590 I hope you like it ^^

I never heard of 'The vampair series' before but I tried my best

request finished

@imadumdumjewel I hope you like it

I was experimenting with markers so it looks a bit messy

OMG I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!!

You absolutely got Eve’s reaction damn

Both of them are bb🥺🥺🥺🥺

@hemlock-haven 's request is done!

Girls Night

A once conversation of hobbies turned into quite the romance talk! Eve and Peony share their love interests with each other while enjoying a warm beverage under a thick blanket.

Peony is such an amazing OC that belongs to @hemlock-haven

Eve is my own OC for BLD

BLD, along with James and Seth are @hotpinkmoon 's creation!

Green and purple definitely

Reblog and see if you get a color.

PURPLE: We near never speak, but I do enjoy your presence on my dashboard.

FUCHSIA: I wish I could become your best friend through the internet.

GREY: You leave me with jumbled words.

RED: I’m in love with you.

PINK: I have a crush on you.

TURQUOISE: You’re hot.

CHARTREUSE: I sincerely wish you would notice me.

TEAL: We have quite a lot in common.

BLUE: You are my Tumblr crush.

ORANGE: I dislike your page.

YELLOW: PLEASE FUCK ME.

WHITE: PLEASE MARRY ME.

GREEN: I find you cute.

BLACK: I would date you.

BROWN: I dislike you.

@hemlock-haven 's request is done!

Girls Night

A once conversation of hobbies turned into quite the romance talk! Eve and Peony share their love interests with each other while enjoying a warm beverage under a thick blanket.

Peony is such an amazing OC that belongs to @hemlock-haven

Eve is my own OC for BLD

BLD, along with James and Seth are @hotpinkmoon 's creation!

ITS SO GOOD OMG

Xavier and James interactions are toppp

Seth’s is both terrifying gruesome but he has such a wholesome expression icant-😳😳

Also the angst for Max damn, Im with you bro I’ve been there

Merry Christmas Everyone!!!!

Here's some holiday sketches of the guys✨🎄

Wishing you a very merry Christmas and a happy holiday to you and your loved ones 💖🎄🎅🎁✨️

OMG YOU ARE SO SWEET

Merry Christmas to you too and have fantastic holidays!💕❤️✨🎆🌌

@we-dont-talk-about-potato-nonono 's Request is done!

Im actually not at home rn as Im visiting family so I couldnt really get into the nitty-gritty of the illustration.

Handholding for first time

James is @hotpinkmoon 's OC from Bloodlust devotion

(Sweet but short comic of Eve and James)

They where taking a stroll around town when the quite shy and anxious Eve took a leap of faith and held James' hand, not taking much notice of the unhealthy possessiveness that had just spiked in James' heart.

There are small numbers with the order of the pannels^^ sorry if its a bit confusing!

After this post I will get to the requests dw^^

Absolutely gorgeous 😍

I decided to hop on the bandwagon and fill out the form bc it seemed like too fun of an opportunity to pass up lol

If you couldn't already guess by now, my "MC" for the game would be my babygirl Peony 🌺

I wrote a few facts about her on the template already but if you're curious to learn more I'll go ahead and elaborate below! 🥰

Template/ Bloodlust Devotion ©️ @hotpinkmoon

Peony's full legal name is Peony Cecilia Hemlock, she's 25 years old (as of the start of the game) and her natural height is roughly 5 ft, 7 inches. Her favorite color is yellow and she has close ties to hemlock flowers due to her family's history, so this explains why her heart is designed the way it is.

In regards to her interests, she uses reading as a small form of escapism from her otherwise extremely busy lifestyle. She enjoys reading fantasy and drama novels, but her favorite category to indulge in is romance since she's a helpless romantic at heart. She likes to imagine that one day she'll have her own storybook romance that will put all the others to shame, despite her questionable past making that damn near impossible to accomplish. She also has a huge soft spot for animals (although dogs are a particular favorite of hers) and young children. At one point, she was studying to become a kindergarten teacher before a certain "incident" involving her brother caused her to have to quit her studies and uproot her entire livelihood. She doesn't regret making these sacrifices for her brother, as she loves him unconditionally and is the only family he has left, but she sometimes wonders how different their lives would be if she had decided to finish her education and pursue her interests instead.

The rest of her likes are pretty self-explanatory, minus her involvement with Seth. Of all the BLD love interests, she would get along with him the best. She appreciates his kind and gentle heart and finds his timidness to be somewhat endearing. She's willing to overlook his murderous tendencies (since she'd lowkey be a hypocrite if she didn't LMAO) so long as he establishes a strong communication system with her about who he plans to kill and why. Depending on how deep they are in their relationship, she'd eventually start to accompany him on his trips to help him get the job done faster and to make sure he doesn't accidentally leave behind any traces of his own DNA at the scene. Her biggest fear is him getting caught and being taken away from her, so she'd do everything within her power to prevent that from happening.

When considering her dislikes, she's a fairly straightforward woman: don't lie, deceive, or blindside her or else all hell will break loose. Due to her past, she has a low tolerance for dishonesty and finds it extremely annoying when people avoid being upfront with her. Should she come to find out she's been lied to or misled, her trust with that person would be completely broken and she may even cut ties with them entirely depending on the severity of the situation. In regards to the remaining dislikes, she finds sloppiness to be a personal pet-peeve and has a mild case of arachnophobia.

Hello may I ask can we request OCs but not related to Genshin? 😅

Of course! Just send me a reference for the OC and if you want them to do smthing in specific ^^

OCs dont have to be of any fandom^^

I have the right to refuse the request and anyone who disrespects me will get blocked.

Pretty straightforward post! The time of the request may vary with the amount of time it needs and that I have^^'

This is a temporary thing to practice my drawing skills and perhaps get out of my comfort zone.

Examples outside of my tumblr page

Digital:

Traditional:

Bloodlust devotion OCs

Short comic I made for this seeet moment between Gwen and Eve.

This takes part before Eve meets James, and its kinda just for me as I'm working on her character page.

Gwen and Eve have been friends for a long time and her relationship takes the form of a sisterly-one with Gwen taking care of Eve ever since her accident.

Prepare to see like 4 of them 0u0

But fr this is so cool

do you have a template so I can put my mc in

I do. Here you go!

I can't show the others yet, so please be patient with me! I'll give you guys a little list on what to write.

Your name and last name of your MC.

(if the mc don't have a last name it's okay. )

Their Age

Their Height

Their Heart Symbol. ( Any color, design, or style but it needs to be a heart shape to represent your MC. )

Likes and Dislikes at least 4 things if you want.

Here's James to help as an example.

The font is what your MC's writing looks like!

The left side is what your MC looks like.

Have Fun!!!!

Gods and Monsters

James x reader

Warning: religious stuff (its more pagan than anything else), mentions of sexual assault, blood sacrifice, and cutting

xx Your kingdom had been in a pointless war with their northern brethren over some silly royal bullshit for years now. One is which you had lost everyone in your immediate family but your mother. After so many years of seeing nothing but bloodshed and having to mend the endless number of soldiers who cried for aid on your doorstep. Enough had been enough.

xx You began to research about the Gods of old. Stifiling through the old tomes within your home, whose pages had long since yellowed. Though no man in your kingdom had prayed to these gods for centauries. You knew these gods had no quarrel with entertaining mortal's prayers. They were ones' who were willing to take sacrifices to end any problem that was presented before them.

xx There were many tales of four Gods that soon surfaced in your findings. One whose vanity brought all in the kingdom to their knees. Another who could predict and send waves of death just from their fingertips. The third whose own presence cultivated sickness, each footstep rendering all around in bounds of pestilence. And the fourth. The fourth whose name was hailed as a god of war. Who once called upon could destroy nations. This one was who you decided to pray to.

xx Day after day, every morning and night you had prayed to this god. Offering goblets of your own blood to quench his dry throat. Begging that whatever you have would be his. Yet as the weeks passed, you received no reply, and each week the battles of war had waged closer and closer to your home. You refused to give up. Even when the long toiling from the days of tending to soldiers' wounds had rendered you sleepless. Even when the blood sacrifice had left you sluggish, sick, with scars littering your thighs. You knew that this god of old would hear you. He had to.

xx Time passed into months before the war had finally made it to your door step. The sounds of gurgling screams and metal slicing into skin echoing through the air. Soldiers within your home, scrambled from off their sick beds to seek shelter. To seek safety. They never made it far. You and your mother were captured. Now prisoners of war. Dragged to the enemy's general who deemed your knowledge of healing could be used to satisfy his own army.

xx There were days you both attended to the sick, but then there were days your mother had warmed soldiers' bed in order to preserve your own purity. In those nights, you prayed harder to your god of war. Tears falling as you heard the sounds of your mother forcefully satisfying the cruel soldiers in the camp. It never enough. Soon the appetite for one to satisfy all had grown tedious. Boring. Old. You were now in their sights. When they had dragged you from the medical tent, you screamed, cried, and fought only to be struck in the chest or stomach. It was all a sick joke as many of the soldiers laughed, chanting, taunting, and even pinning your crying mother to the earth, forcing her to watch what was about to befall.

xx One solider in particular had claimed you for first lay. His legs straddling over your lap, his hands ripping your clothes down to undergarments. A cruel bolstering laugh leaving his lips as he saw the scars on your thighs. "I hear you every night little mouse", he leaned forward, his all too warm hands pinning your trembling wrists above your head. "Your gods have abandoned you long ago. I am your god now".

xx Prayers fell from your lips as the loud jeers from the soldiers circled your form. Your eyes pinched in horror while you felt you oppressor pull your legs apart positioning himself to finally take you. There was no going back, your gods had long deafened themselves to your pleas.

xx "Please. Save me" a final whispered cry. Then

S I L E N C E

No sounds. The soldiers had seemingly disappeared. All that now surrounded you was blackness that rivaled even the night sky. Every whimper and cry you produced was swallowed by the darkening void, as if something was trying hard to muffle the noise. Had you ascended yourself to a plane of non existence as to rid yourself of what was happening to you? Or had you truly died during the brutal act? You sobbed harder.

Xx “Enough, my little lamb”, a soft touch to your cheek. You flinched against the hold, tears burning hotter as they flowed down your cheeks. A sigh. This voice…did not belong to the solider who was forcing to bed you. No. This voice vibrated the very scene around you, dark and grained like the the burning of a wheat field in the dead of night. You choked a sob, but the voice demanded silence. “No one will hurt you again little lamb”. Though you had refused to open your eyes; you could almost see the warmth that had wrapped around you, cradled your head, and spread through you body like fire. The feelings was almost sickeningly nauseating, like death had just brushed by. Yet, your exhausted form had welcomed it. Your arms circling around the warmth’s neck, face resting against its shoulder. “Please”, another plea, this one answered by a soft kiss to your forehead before a deep chuckle echoed into the void. “Only for you”.

GRAAAAAAWRRRR. Another one that I started a month ago and can’t finish but want to D:. Where has my inspo gooooooooooone. Anywaaaay this was suppose to be a gods/demon fic about James, Max, Xavier, and Seth. They were suppose to be said beings that reader prayed to for whatever reason selfish or not…may come back to this later as I have a constant hardon for all things supernatural. Sigh….obviously not hard enuff for this one but that maybe the burnout talking.

I do not own James, Max, Seth, Xavier, or the VN Bloodlust Devotion. They are @hotpinkmoon s babies

Some small sketches of some scenes with bloodlust devotion OCs!

(Plus some context cuz its like 11 pm)

Up right

With a sigh, Gwen adjusted the bunny ears on top of her hair. With only the thin fabric clinging to her form, she struggled to stop trembling; perhaps due to the cold or the sheer embarrassment. Her shift at the cafe would start in a couple of hours and her coworkers already exclaimed disbelief at the uniform chosen for this day's theme: bunny girls. As she looked at the mirror she began to ponder,

'Will Xavier think I look bad in this? Like,I have never worn something like this. Maybe he thinks its stupid.. To be fair, its so unfair to have to do this'.

There was no use on beating a dead horse soshe turned rhe handle and braced herself for her partner's response.

"So..How do I look? If I look bad dont say anything"

There was this akward silence as Gwen looked straight at him, her face becoming more red the more he refrained from speaking. As anxious as a mouse, she looked away and went to get her workbag, muttering some incomprehensible vanter on how stupid she looked.

Suddenly, Gwen felt her feet off the ground . Afterwards, she was spinned towards her lover, who now supported her weight with his two hands in a rather close embrace.

"You look absolutely ravishing precious"

Lets just say she had to take care of something with him and missed her shift ^^'

Up left

Ber unwrapped the cherry popsicle with ease and she waited for Max to finish whatever meeting he had to do. He was already late and annoyance tickled her with every passing minute. As she popped the sweet treat into her mouth, her eyes wondered across the busy streets on town. In her head she already had their whole date planned. Go to the movies, grab a snack, go for a walk and if things went smoothly, she could ride him at her apartment. But that's just a fantasy, and the reality is that Amber has been waiting for 10 minutes and little does she know her date is eating a 'delicacy' that tried to escape before his date.

Not long after did Max appear, wearing his neat uniform and waving his hand like an innocent angel. Her eyes were trained on him as she walked towards him nonchalantly.

"Hi cutie! I'm sorry for comi- ughmf"

She forcibly opened his mouth with one hand as the two of them stood and inch from each other. His eyes, sparkling with curiosity, followed her other hand as she took out her candy with an obvious loud pop. A long, slimy string of salive stuck to the sweet as she gently placed it on his mouth. His face flushed and his eyes, now full of lust were trained on her.

"Tell me next time. I will have you begging for forgiveness when Im done with you tonight. ..My apartment. Now. Do you want to?"

She removed her hand from his face. He nodded ,dumbfounded, and followed his partner like a lost puppy while his pants got tighter by the minute.

Its a bit late so I cant be bothered to do James,srry.

(Ironic cuz I spend the most time with that drawing+ he is one of my fav)

@hotpinkmoon is the creator of bloodlust devotion, go check out their page if you are into yandere content

new follower!

Amber, the last of the OCs for Bloodlust devotion for pretty boy Max!

Always subject to change but for now, meet Amber!

Definition of big tiddy goth gf who is a good half head taller than Max.

Quite blunt and akward at first, maybe cold and intimidating to some but quite the softie with family and friends. She tends to get really shy around compliments and hider her face with her hair.

Daily life could get pretty glum if she were to stay all day writing away in her room, so whenever she gets (crippingloneliness) in the mood, she goes out to a nearby park or forest to grab herbs and flowers. With these greens, she combines them with rocks in a glassjar and decorates her home or tries to sell it in the local flower shop.

Usually a dom in bed but she if definitely up for sub if Max feels like it. But degradation is a big nono for her if it's about her body and scars. Not a fan.

Usually wears baggy clothes with flowing skirts, mostly due to her being more confident in them. Pants just feel sorta odd in her eyes but she is trying to change her views to expand her already small wardrobe.

Max is @hotpinkmoon 's OC from upcoming vn bloodlust devotion^^

Go check out their blog

(Nevermind the tags)

This feels like a lamb talking to a wolf in sheep’s clothing and I absolutely adore that

If you’re still open for character interactions prompts, could I ask for Ayato + “Ayato, i’m so sorry to ask for such a shameful thing but… There’s been weird stuff happening around lately and it’s scaring me. Could I please stay with you for a while, until things calm down? I’m so sorry to bother you like this, I hope you’ll forgive me…” ? Thank you a lot <3

Ahhhhh I love this, ty anon

//Yandere themes, gang stalking

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“…This is the first time you've mentioned this to me.” His eyebrows raised. He set his cup back down on the table. “Care to elaborate?”

You shifted in your place on the floor, tightening your grip on your own cup, holding it firmly against the low table. You shifted your gaze downward, rather than where he sat on the opposite side.

You had been waiting to ask, but you felt rather guilty about doing so. After all, he was the one who had graciously invited you here for tea, and you had accepted as you always did, only this time to make such a burdensome request of him… you swallowed.

“It’s… it’s really dumb, really, I’m probably just being paranoid—”

“I insist.” His voice was firm, but not angered, more of a concern in his tone. “Your face makes it obvious that you’re worried. You wouldn’t be so much so if it was completely unfounded.” After a moment, he added, “if it is just paranoia, you know I would be honest with you and tell you so. Perhaps I can help you understand the situation better?”

You bit your lip, looking around the room. Expensive-looking furniture and décor lined the walls, the floor. Even the table you rested your arms against had an ornate design carved into the sides, a fine polished finish on the top.

Being at the estate always made you feel slightly uncomfortable for that reason, you felt almost nervous being around so many expensive things, you felt out of place… but you’d gotten used to it over time. Still, it reminded you of how important he was, and thus bothering him with what you figured to be trivial issues in your own life (at least compared to the significance of the matters he dealt with on a daily basis) made you feel that much more reluctant to bring it up.

Still, you were truly quite frightened by the matter, so you forced the words out of your mouth anyway.

“I just…” you fidgeted, shifting the position of your calves as you sat on them, “I’ve noticed over the past few months that… I keep feeling like there are people following me around,” you started, stumbling over exactly how to word it. “More than one person, too… I don’t know. I feel like I keep seeing the same faces over and over and notice people walking the same way as me for a long time… the thing is, when I make eye contact with them, they always dart away. I dunno, that especially seemed... strange."

He was quiet for a moment. You couldn’t quite read his expression. He didn’t show any outward emotion in particular, but his eyebrows seemed to furrow slightly, he sat more upright, fingers drumming against the cup. He appeared to be thinking seriously about your words.

“If you’ve noticed it this frequently, it’s likely serious,” he replied, after a moment of quiet. “That sounds perfectly reasonable to be concerned over, in my opinion."

“N-no, I don’t…” You shook your head. “I don’t know. I’m probably being paranoid and convincing myself of it... why would there be people spying on me anyway? It would be one thing if it was one person, but…” You inhaled, and sighed. “I can’t think of any reason multiple people would follow me. I’m not involved in politics like you or anything.”

“…Yes, that’s true.” He leaned back, tilting his gaze to the wall. His eyebrows furrowed further, and he sighed, almost with a frustration to it. With his next words, his voice took on a hint of irritation. “If assigned to watch you without being noticed, it sounds as though the individuals in question are perhaps not performing their job very well.”

There was a quiet that followed. The sentence felt like an odd choice of response, and the tone bizarre for such a thing to say. It thus threw you off, leaving you unable to form a reply. You merely looked at him for a moment at you thought through it. "You think it's like... their job to watch me?"

His gaze flickered over to you, and seeing the expression on your face, he seemed to go rigid, quickly straightening his posture, tilting his head downward and giving one shake of the head back and forth. “Just one possibility… but never mind that.” He looked back up at you, eyes directly meeting yours. “You really should not have waited for me to invite you over to tell me about this.” He leaned back just a bit, releasing his grip from his cup, hands intertwined and resting on the table. “In truth, I’m a bit bothered to know that you would delay telling me this. You should have come to me as soon as you had this suspicion.”

You felt a twinge of guilt and distress at the tone of his voice. He always managed to maintain a certain calm, dignified tone of voice, but you could hear the frustration in it, even if restrained. “O-oh, I’m sorry. I just…” You averted your gaze, looking everywhere but at him. “I didn’t want to bother you. I know you’re busy.”

He shook his head. “I’m never so busy that your safety would not take priority. I would prefer it if you prioritized your safety as well. Don't be careless."

You swallowed, quickly nodding. "Y-yes, you're right... I will." Although the answer seemed obvious now, you reiterated your original question. “So… that’s a yes, then? I can stay here?”

He blinked, eyebrows raising as he realized he’d momentarily forgotten the question itself. “Ah, apologies,” he closed his eyes for a brief moment. “I got caught up in talking about the matter.” He smiled, that pleasant, soft smile of his that always felt so reassuring. “Of course. You don’t need a reason to stay here, you know. You’re always welcome.”

“Thank you! Thank you, I…” You closed your eyes, letting out a deep exhale of relief. “I… well, thank you for the tea, too, but I should probably go get my things. I didn’t bring anything with me because I just… wasn’t sure if—"

“No need.” His response was immediate. “I will send someone to collect them for you. It’s already nearly sundown. I don’t want you walking out there, given everything you’ve told me.” He paused, and then, in a quieter, lower tone, added, “…besides, I need to have a talk with some of the Shuumatsuban anyhow. I’ll see to it that they take care of that as well.”

You felt guilty for imposing such a burden, but you nodded your head. You knew he would insist upon it if you tried to refuse. “Thank you, Lord Kam…” you trailed off as his expression changed – a raised eyebrow, a soft smile of amusement. You remembered how many times you’d been over the matter now. “Ayato,” you corrected yourself, flashing a sheepish smile. It still felt almost wrong to your tongue, no matter how much he insisted, to be so casual with someone of his social hierarchal standing.

He merely chuckled, seeming to find it endearing. A few moments passed in silence. He stared down at the cup in his hands, grin slowly fading, eyes falling half-lidded. After taking a deep breath, and taking a moment to tuck a tuft of hair behind his ear, he abruptly stood.

“If you’re done, just leave everything on the table. I’ll send someone to clean up. Please, make yourself at home." He smiled at you once more, although this time, it seemed just a touch forced. "I’ll send someone to show you to a guest room in just a moment as well. And be sure have your keys on hand to give to them, they'll need it to get into your residence."

His voice was pleasant, amiable, and yet, there was a faint coldness to it, as if rushing things. You supposed he was truly worried, which was sweet, you thought. You still felt guilty about it all.

He took a few steps towards the door, sliding it open, but paused before exiting. He turned his head back towards you.

“You know, if you want to move here permanently, that is also an option that I would be happy to offer to you. This whole estate is very well-guarded. It’s far safer than the city.”

Your eyes widened. The statement, such a generous offer, caught you off-guard. “Oh, no, I… I could never ask you to—”

“Really. It’s no trouble. It would be quite reassuring for me to know you’re safe.” He waited a moment, but seemed to understand from your bewildered expression that you would not be formulating a response for the moment. He closed his eyes pensively for a moment, before opening them again to look at you once more. “Well, I’ll let you think it over. Someone will be by in just a minute, so, wait here for now.”

You gave an awkward smile. “Oh, ah… alright. Thank you.”

He only nodded, saying nothing more before exiting the room, leaving you alone in the quiet. For some reason, despite the reassurance, you still felt a faint hint of unease in the back of your mind… you concerns must have just bothered you more than you’d realized.

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I wanna play with his hair now and brush it

I see that Seth has quite long hair, when he works or does his hobby, does he tie his hair back? I'd like to see it in a ponytail or a bun :3

He has a low ponytail on when doing stuff like this.

This is adorable

Let's debate.

More bloodlust devotion scenarios cuz its been living rent free.

I blame @hotpinkmoon and their beautiful OCs

Ocs for James, Xavier and Seth are on their way with Max's still on the design fase. Expect more scenes on my page ^^.

Top left: short sequence of how Mia and James bond.

Tldr: she is cold at first and pusehs him away but when he is confronted by assholes she pops off and runs away with him. She opens up in the park and apologizes for being a dick before.

Top right: ending of james sequence, mia falls asleep on him + seth being tackled by his SO to make him more cheerful (it doesnt(makes him freak out))

Down: Gwen holding hand with Xavier cuz love language is physical touch and words of affection. She holds his hand for the first time to try to make him connect the dots.

341th place fuck meeeee

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