>OC Blog >Arden is the default, her brother is available upon request >Medieval Fantasy preferred, adaptable to any fandom or verse >Mun and muse are over 18 >NSFW at times M!A: none
hey ! sorry if I keep bugging you , but could you possibly post some of the drawings of arden ? ? also is this a nsfw rp blog ?
[Sorry if I take a while, i’ve been kinda busy!
here is a post with some of the doodles I’ve done of Arden. I also linked them in one of the previous questions I answered.
I HAVE rped smut on this blog before, and I might again, it just depends. I always tag it and put it under a read more though. I haven’t gone too into gore, but if I do I will follow the same kinds of rules!
You’re not bugging me at all anon, I always appreciate questions, and am always available to answer them.
Arden's backhand made her knuckles hurt, but she knew they'd been hurt much worse. "And what are /you/, Ruben?" She spat out, hair flying as she shook her head."You pretend you're some good demon, living in a house and living civilized compared to the others, but newsflash: you're just as bad as the rest of them." She got up close in his face."The only thing you will ever be to me is a disgusting,lowlife demon with denial issues that won't even own up to what he is. Fucking snowflake." She spat.
"Why do you spend precious time talking to this snowflake then?" Ruben was angry he let himself be careless enough to get in her trap.
"It’s not like I’m forcing them, blackmailing." That wasn’t what she wanted to hear, demon could be certain of that. Still he had to say something. “It was something she needed. If there was no other choice, who am I to decide for her?” He shrugged, at least tried. He wasn’t going to apologize for someone else’s mistakes.
"Oh come on. You crossroads demons are the smoothest bastards to ever talk someone into a deal." She snapped at him. "You might as well be forcing them when they don't know any better." She ran a hand through her hair and pursed her lips. She should have known better, she should have expected this kind of thing, yet part of her had hoped that maybe he would have refrained from such things if he knew it bothered her. He hadn't. That also spoke volumes about their relationship; she had put too much trust in someone. Again.
"How do I break the contract." She mumbled, more to herself than directly to him.
"Then why don’t you go and kill a drug dealer instead of me? Same profession, he kills faster than I do and has some money out of it." He shrugged. "I’m not saint but I don’t go around on killing sprees. Would do worse for my business. I need living people to make deals." There was a hint of anger in his tone. Excusing himself didn’t work without using some facts and he definitely didn’t see himself as the worst of monsters out there. Why would she kill him if there were more murderous things lurking in the shadows?
"Clean slate." He repeated numbly once more after her this time. He nodded but raised his eyes abruptly at what she had said. "Bad shit not caused by me? Blaming me for werewolves or other shit?" He growled. She quite easily brought rage in him, he licked his lips considering what to do next.
"W...because drug dealers don't have the ability to kill people just by looking at them and commit them to eternal torture in hell!" Her voice rose alone with her arms as she seemed to be restraining herself from hitting something. The sheer stupidity of that statement... "Crossroads demons are less dangerous than most. To a point. My brother disagrees with me on that." She spoke through gritted teeth. "But you're harmless so long as the right idiot doesn't come along." She turned around to look at him again, her eyes boring into his.
"In case you ever decide to step outside your modus operandi. Weird deaths. Strange unexplainable events? I'm coming to you." She stuck a finger in his chest, not breaking her gaze despite the movement she saw at his lips. It made a shiver run through her, mainly due to the fact that when a creature did something of the sort it never boded well.
She took a deep breath and stepped back. "Truce." She stuck out a rigid hand.
aside from movie star comparison, do you have any pictures of what arden looks like?
[[Welp, I've got some amateur drawings done! My scanner is still out of commission, so I could only take crappy phone pics, but I uploaded references all here. As far as body, I have her info in her page, and for body type, she's got the body of an athlete. functionality over looks. Think of a fighter's body, a swimmer's body. Someone that can take a hit. I'd give you a ref, but I couldn't find any I was comfortable with :/ She's not overly stocky or muscular, but she's not model thin either due to the musculature and fat that gives her hardiness. She looks p average with clothes on.
Ask if you have more questions, I really appreciate the interest <3
can you make a list of the people you rp with the most ( and their characters ) ? and the relation arden has with each character ? love your writing btw ! !
[[ First of all- thank you so much anon!!! Knowing that someone enjoys my work is what keeps me going as a writer. As far as your request, yes I can certainly do that! I’ve tried to get everything important, but if you need something else, don’t hesitate to ask i should get around to making a relationships page huh. Also I’m sad to say that she only has a few strong relationships as most threads die out early. These are the ones that have lasted the longest/I ship/are npcs but important
Her original universe: Link to rp (offsite)
Character: Feles
Reference: Here (I’ve got these drawings, but his mun uses Heine Rammsteiner with black hair as a fc)
Relationship: He’s a greed demon, and she’s a demon hunter. While fighting, he basically forced her into a soul bond using dark magic, so if he dies, she dies and vice versa. Their relationship has grown a lot from how it first started out, since they started out absolutely loathing each other, and constantly pushing out insults, but then it developed into something more like snarky banter between siblings, and now is more about mutual understanding. Due to the bond allowing them to read each other’s mind, they’ve each started adapting to each other— Feles becoming a bit more humanized, and Arden not being so stuffy and close-minded. They still love to snark each other, but they’ve begun to care a lot too. Arden reigns Feles in when he’s falling feral.(Their relationship has been going on for a while and is still developing- I linked the rp in case you’d want to read the last few posts and get an idea perhaps. I can go on and on about feles and arden, if you want me to be more in depth; it’s my longest running rp)
Modern World verse: with dxbious
Character: Ewing
Reference: All on her blog
Relationship: Arden really only started drinking because of her brother, but then one day at a party she found herself drinking alongside Ewing. One shitty pun and pickup line after the other, they ended up becoming drinking buddies, meeting every weekend and sometimes more to crash the party of some kid they had connections to. They’re sarcastic, teasing, and overall accommodating with each other but jesus do they have bad communication. They became something ‘more’ than just drinking buddies one night after strip pong, and after that became friends with benefits- until he asked her to be his pretend gf for thanksgiving so he wouldn’t look bad in front of his family. Awkwardness ensued. Their relationship got complicated, unsure if actually dating or just fwb, esp since Ewing has commitment issues. As of late, drama, drama since Arden has met another girl and is going on a date with her, upsetting Ewing…
Supernatural verse: with collectingyourdreams
Character: Ruben
Reference: on her blog
Relationship: They met in a coffee shop, demon and huntress. He caught on to her nature and drugged her, but ended up not killing her and instead taking her to his house. Still unaware of his nature, they ended up forming a weak friendship with some flirtation, the fragility of it due mostly to their difference in nature. Then one day Arden finds out and almost kills him, but decides not to due to him not killing her that first day. The relationship develops into something more serious as she spends the night over, he gives her baths, sweet mixed in with sarcastic remarks and jabs at the other. They’re not official, or in love, but they’re….comfortable(?) with each other. They give each other comfort. At least until she finds out he struck a deal with one of her old hunting friends….
Original Verse: her brother
Character: Garen. Her brother. that lil’ shit.
Reference: this is really the only picture I’ve drawn of him, as terrible as that is.
Relationship: I’ve got a few short stories involving Garen in the headcanons tag for Arden, but basically it goes something like this: when they were kids, Garen was a devil to arden. Beat her up, teased her, pushed her off of bridges, but he wouldn’t let anybody else touch her. Then when she wanted to join the military and their parents refused, he was the only one that stood up for her, the only one that actually took her and helped her get in. Garen’s a bit of a pillar for Arden. He’s a dick and they fight all the time and he loves making her uncomfortable but they trust and love each other to a true level. They have a really strong bond; while they wouldn’t share everything with each other, they wouldn’t hesitate to put their life in the other’s hands. Garen picks on Arden more than she does with him. She’s learned o tolerate his antics at this point, although when she was younger(say 18-19) she would sometimes join in. Also, Garen is a lot more philosophical and theoretical than Arden and it drives her crazy. He’s also the first person that taught her to fight, along with their other brother when he was alive.
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I’ve got a few more characters, but they’re less developed as they’re npcs; I’ve got a demoness rival, her old mentor from military training/first boyfriend, the noble girl Arden had a crush on when she was younger…if you want to know more about them you can ask!
Alright boyos, big annuncement. I'm going on a semi-hiatus. I've got exams coming up, and I haven't been feeling too great as of late. I haven't got much muse.
dxbious, collectingyourdreams and purityconquers , I will be keeping our threads and will be replying to them through my hiatus, but will be much slower with replies(slower than now??? Yup I'm sorry)
I've got your replies drafted and will reply once I'm back from the hiatus. If you're not interested in pursuing them anymore at that point, inbox me and we can start something fresh if you'd like!
I'm really sorry guys, but anything I write at this point i forced. Feel free to ask me for my skype and we can still totally headcanon and talk ship together, I'm not ditching anyone.
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I guess since I’m feeling super generous, whoever reblogs this gets some icons.
All I ask is if you give me time to complete them!! It could take me up to two weeks or more to do them. So yeah. Have it it loves.
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Arden's backhand made her knuckles hurt, but she knew they'd been hurt much worse. "And what are /you/, Ruben?" She spat out, hair flying as she shook her head."You pretend you're some good demon, living in a house and living civilized compared to the others, but newsflash: you're just as bad as the rest of them." She got up close in his face."The only thing you will ever be to me is a disgusting,lowlife demon with denial issues that won't even own up to what he is. Fucking snowflake." She spat.
"Why do you spend precious time talking to this snowflake then?" Ruben was angry he let himself be careless enough to get in her trap.
He wiped some blood off of his face. That wasn’t nice but would heal if he manages to get out of this alive. She was right and Ruben just pressed his lips in thin line instead of replying. Anything he would say had no meaning. He didn’t want to lie, not at this point. “I am a demon. I won’t change that.” He muttered bitterly.
Arden twisted her lips, her neck tensing so much she almost cramped. "You could at least...try." She gritted her teeth. "But no. No you do something that you know will piss me off. Something that you....God, Ruben, did you have to choose her?" She whirled around again, the conflict evident on her face. "You did this knowing it would hurt me."
Ruben liked to touch, feel skin under his fingers, so washing someone’s body was natural part of coexisting in the same place. He did that with all people coming into his long demon life. He longed to that touch perhaps even more because of this demonic smoke filling his flesh. Somehow that brought his senses to that human level - he didn’t care much as long as he could stroke muscles and gather their warmth under his movements.
Water had to be almost boiling, as it produced this amount of steam. In the surrounding fog, her glare seemed even less focused, as Ruben looked down to meet her eyes. “Cuddling with tired muscles has not that much sense.” He replied gently, his hand already filling the sponge with hot water and adding some soap. “And when you finally sleep, you’ll feel more relaxed and refreshed in the morning.” Ruben explained, he washed the surface of her back, already feeling the urge to kiss the line of her spine, as he saw it peaking through the skin. “I’ll wash your hair, sure.” He smirked surprised to hear an ask like this coming from the hunter.
"No, I suppose it doesn't have much sense." She sighed in contentment. "I guess I'm just not used to having anyone's cuddling preferences to worry about. The most I usually have to watch out for is waking my brother." She leaned forward bringing her knees to her chest as he washed her, closing her eyes. "I have to wake up early tomorrow to do some research." She muttered, more to herself than to him. The idea of having to get up early again made her want to cry, but there wasn't much she could do about it. "I'll try not to wake you when I slide out of bed."
She smiled when he agreed to wash her hair and straightened up. "Just don't get any shampoo in my eyes. Or Ill sneak some holy water in your body soap bottle. She opened an eye and gave him a look with a slight upturned lip corner to let her know she was kidding, then closed her eyes again. "Tell me about your evening. I want to forget mine."She murmured.
"I belong to Hell. Devil’s my only master." He mocked a bit to cover up his bitterness. Whatever he felt for Arden didn’t matter. They couldn’t change who they were.
Arden pressed her lips together and let out a scornful snort. "Right. Of course. Forget I bothered." She let her hand drop back on the dinner table and fixed her gaze on the half-eaten plate in front of her. She shouldn't have said anything. Arden never said anything for this very exact reason, but she didn't think getting shot down like that would hurt even if expected. She swallowed then took a drink of water to get rid of the dry mouth. She couldn't look at him. Regret filled her. He didn't even seem to have taken it seriously.
Her chair scraped against the floor as she stood up. "I'm going to go." She stated matter-of-factly.
"Right. Right." He grinned as he stepped into the passenger's seat, closing his eyes from the sun. "Ah. I mean. My sister's probably there..." he grimaced. "Can probably kick her out though."
Her skin under his fingers felt great, sticky in her tiredness and surrounding them steam. He could tell she was barely standing so no sexy ideas appeared in his mind at how he managed to get a glimpse of her intimate areas. “Your cold feet is a horrible threat.” Ruben chuckled but a shiver ran down his spine at the imagination of how it would feel. That was enough for him to not willing to get in her way. He nodded at the bath filled and said. “Get in. I’ll wash your poor back and make sure you won’t fall asleep and drown yourself.” He offered her a hand to give additional balance for her to get in the tub. Demon sat at the brim waiting for her to take position and reached for the soap. “You’ll be relaxed and warm and smelling of clean human.” He purred. “Nice thing to cuddle into at the late night hours.”
She looked up at him in surprise, her mouth parting slightly. He was going to....bathe her? Help her clean? The idea was absurd. She hadn't been washed by anyone since she'd been a small child, and to be honest the idea seemed rather childish to her; but at the same time she found that she had no desire to deny him. She felt a fuzzy feeling that she recognized as being touched, and managed a tired but warm smile at him. "Okay."
She slid into the water, letting out a slow hiss of pain and contentedness at the overly hot water as she adjusted to the ridiculous temperature, looking up at him with heavy-lidded eyes and a small smirk. "I'm always a nice thing to cuddle into at night." She objected and leaned her head to give him better access as she moved her hair out of the way. "Can you wash my hair too?" She asked quietly, wondering just how far she could take this. The novelty made butterflies appear in her stomach.
Ruben’s lips were twitching in held back chuckle, as he watched Arden sitting on the other side of the table. At this point they have decided to sit on the floor, the bottle at the level of their heads. There were two vodka glasses before him and one on her side. “Really?” He burst out with short laughter. “You’re drunk already?” He was still pretty sober, though he knew he should rink more or the healing will catch up on him and there won’t be any effect. “Want me to drink your round?”
Arden scowled at him, crossing her arms defensively as the alcohol soared through her veins. "No. Maybe. I don't look it though. Right?" Her tone had gone up in pitch with increased worry, as if appearing drunk would be the worst thing that could happen to her. She suddenly sprung up over the table and pushed the bottle on his end. "Drink. I can't be alone in this!" She begged desperately. "If I'm going to embarrass myself I can't do it alone okay, you promised"
"A water boy," he scoffed, "Yeah, I had fun. You were hilarious, everyone loved you, weirdly enough," he ribbed. He sat on a pool table behind him, and glanced out around the bar, searching for the girl he was talking to last night. "I don’t honestly know what drug it was, but it got you doing some really awkward stuff. What’s worse was that the rest of the party followed suit."
"Hah! Of course they loved me. When drunk is probably the only time people will love someone even if they're a grade A asshole. They either don't notice or don't care." He smiled smugly as if he had been bragging about something. He looked around as well, wondering what the hell his friend was looking for.
"Ah. Yes. The stuff I did. Which was a big hit." He paused then tilted his head and made a slight face. "What was that again? I fear my poor hungover brain is a bit addled at the moment." He paused again. "Did I ever sleep with that redhead I mentioned at the beginning of the night?"
