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@clovarts
Welcome welcome!
My name is Clover (I also go by Jace if you know me by that name) and I draw sometimes! Right now I am mostly in Vampires SMP, so that'll probably be what I draw for a while, haha. Feel free to message me or send an ask, I'm very much happy to chat!
autopilot au masterpost
figured this is my responsibility! hey howdy hey, what if louis's ghost possessed dr. legs and things spiraled from there?
@clovarts and I got bored, looked at BotC, looked at VSMP, looked at BotC, and, uh... then this happened. This is a demon-hunting script with a focus on mobile demons and a minor focus on drunkenness/poisoning. All jinxes are standard; online games running off botc.app can swap the Wraith for Spy, though Wraith is preferable.
Plaintext version (without abilities) under the cut.
jackdaw really just said "doc getting possessed by louis" and now I'm thinking about doc slowly losing himself to a ghost that uses his body and life to be with owen and doc is trapped inside himself and even if he wants his life back part of him, or even eventually most of him, calls that want selfish because this is just another way to be useful, right?
everyone's having really great thoughts/writings about this and for that I thank you because then I get to read awesome stuff and grin evilly about it. additional musings for this idea but I like how people kind of have their own spins on it
owen is 100% on board with this. he gets louis back. that's all that matters. however he fits doc into this, pick your Owen Justification™ from his plentiful supply. doc deserves to get possessed for xyz reason (this one works especially if the full possession happens post divorce), this is actually a favor to doc and doc should be thanking owen and louis, etc.
for my own amusement legs can't mentally communicate with louis. I think he can still push through into his body at points, but it becomes harder, and eventually it's only bursts of involuntary control. this happens a lot with crying specifically because I like making him cry 👍
owen is not losing louis again. he is going to turn legs's body. depending on how morally questionable you like your louis, he can have a range of reactions to this, but he wants to be a vampire again. and why wouldn't legs want to live forever? any downsides are louis's problem now, not legs, so there's really nothing for legs to worry about!
this is where my semi-headcanon-semi-implicitly-canon love for doc having intense hunger pangs as a vampire can come in. louis wouldn't be bothered by them, he's an older vampire and it just doesn't register as a problem. but legs is not used to them
working in other characters is difficult when there's no plot but I need cleo to get involved in this.
There's a lot of very good stuff in several different reblog chains in this post, so I wasn't sure where to put this, but uh. You have all ensnared me. I have never written fanfiction before. Enjoy???
The first time it happens is late at night.
A blood moon hovers high above the town, a sight that had almost become familiar in this horrible place. Legundo, like the rest of the denizens of Oakhurst, is spending it safely inside the town walls. Unlike the rest of the town though, he isn't asleep. He works by candlelight, carefully taking notes on his most recent batch of cure attempts.
A chill passes through the room and he shivers, grumbling half-heartedly to himself about closing the window. He doesn't move to get up, though.
His hand twitches briefly, scratching a line of ink across the page. Legundo frowns; he must be more tired than he thought if he isn't even able to keep his hand still.
Another twitch. Perhaps that's a sign he needs to sleep. He reluctantly starts standing out of his chair, only—
He stumbles, leg not moving as he meant it to, and a reflex that feels faster than his sluggish mind rights it just in time to prevent himself from falling. That does it, he definitely needs to sleep. He won't be of any use if he can't even stand up out of his chair without nearly falling.
As he lies down in bed, his hand grasps the covers without his input. There is an itch at the back of his mind, something confused at the muscle movements. He dismisses it tiredly, and drifts into sleep.
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The second time is around noon, with the sun high in the sky.
Legundo is in his secret lab, tending to the animals, a basket of wheat hanging under one arm while the other holds out small handfuls for the nearest sheep. It finishes and he goes to grab more for the next one except—
He reaches upwards, resting a hand on its head, as if to pet it.
No, that's not right.
He jerks his arm away, back towards the basket, but it slides toward the sheep again.
He takes a step back, but his leg locks up, trying to keep him in place, and his body weight tilting backwards in preparation to step unbalances him—
Legundo's arms whip out behind him to catch him as he hits the ground with a thump, an impulse he somehow knows is his own— they're all his own, aren't they? —and he breathes heavily, mind racing to process what happened.
"Doc? Are you in there?"
As Cleo's voice drifts in from the entrance, a warmth passes over him, and his body somehow feels his own in a way it didn't a moment prior. Legundo takes a deep breath and pushes all his fears into a box to be dealt with later, calming his breath so he can call to let Cleo in.
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The third time is at dusk, and he isn't alone.
He is making his way back to town after a trip to gather more herbs, both for medicinal purposes and for possible cure attempts. His arms are full, but that doesn't bother him. He has no need to draw a sword or throw a punch.
The castle vampires generally stay away from Oakhurst, outside of a few specific visitations, but they still wander the forest and tombs often enough to be encountered unexpectedly. Legundo isn't surprised, then, when he feels the hairs on the back of his neck rise, hears a rustle of leaves behind him... he only knows one vampire who would get so close while he was alone without attacking. "Owen?"
There is a sharp exhale that he recognizes as a huff of laughter. Legundo can imagine the expression on his face, vaguely amused and annoyed. He feels an unexpected surge of fondness, but pushes it down. Now is not the time.
"Sharp for your age, aren't you, Doctor?" Owen starts, but when Legundo turns around, he doesn't see anyone. His voice comes from above Legundo. Perched in a tree, then, keeping the high ground. "I suppose your hearing hasn't left you... yet."
Legundo raises an eyebrow, preparing to respond. There is a brief chill that passes through him, a breeze, perhaps, but Owen unexpectedly stiffens before Legundo can say anything. His expression shifts briefly to confusion before settling back to neutral, though his eyes are more scrutinizing than before.
Odd, but Owen had always been a strange puzzle to put together. "Perhaps you aren't as sneaky as you think you are," he responds lightheartedly, allowing himself a small smile.
He gets a scoff in return, but it is more dismissive than anything else. There is a curious glint in Owen's eyes as he narrows them at Legundo. "And I suppose you're a master of stealth?"
Usually, Owen's argumentative tendencies bothered him, but if banter would stop him from looking at Legundo like that, he would take it. So he opens his mouth to offer some sort of retort.
"Hello?" He says.
What?
He didn't mean to say that. Didn't even think the shape of the word, didn't have a reason to. And the way he said it… his voice sounded different, smoother.
He thinks of stumbling in the dark, of petting sheep. He can feel it: someone is here something is wrong.
Owen recoils as if he's been burned, mouth dropped open. He looks confused, but there is a swirl of deeper emotions in his wide eyes that Legundo cannot begin to decipher. "…Doctor?"
Legundo feels his mouth open again and he panics. "My lo—"
He coughs, hard, forcing his mouth to stop forming words against his will. Whatever is happening, he needs it to stop.
He drops the herbs, spins on his heel, and runs. He doesn't look back, doesn't see Owen's face.
He doesn't see the fear and hope written there.
Papergundo Photos
While I was the proud owner of 15 paper Legundos and 1 paper Owen (I made a paper Legs and Owen on their own a while back) I ended up doing a few goofy photos before they had to meet their final fate... I figure some of them will be appreciated here!
I truly do not have an explanation for this. This took about a month of planning, folding, gluing, and editing. Other people are out there making art and animatics and I'm doing whatever this is.
I have no regrets :)
A bonus gif for all your needs... I call it "blorbo_blend.gif"
i must know. if owen is the god of vengeance and all that, are the others gods too? if so, of what? this is actually so intriguing to me, it might inspire fanfics lol (i love your battleship bloodletting art btw!!)
There absolutely are! The basic premise of this AU is that the 14 main VSMP characters are a sort of pantheon of Oakhurst. They each have their own domains/associations, myths, and rituals/followings. A lot of this is more based on how the people worshipping them tell their stories and see them as opposed to nailing down precise character moments.
The pantheon of Oakhurst is divided into two sections, called Houses: The Exalted, the primary group, and The Exiled, a sort of secondary group of gods that are pushed away by The Exalted. We've developed The Exiled house far more than The Exalted so far, haha. In fact! I can give a quick rundown of ALL The Exiled gods here:
Scott: head of the exiled, god of dreams, the night, night-creatures, vampires, and heads of households. He is believed to stalk dreams and the darkness, taking those who fail to honor taboos. The night-creatures are thought to be the remnants of those he has taken.
Owen: god of revenge, war, solitude, and the woods. He gained the domain of vengeance after loosing his love, Louis, and the domain of war he took from Legundo (which I may write something for in the future, I have many thoughts about that particular myth...)
Pyro: god of scholars and knowledge, part of the formation of the exiled house/reason Scott is considered the "head". Lured away by promises of knowledge, of the dark, of the woods, of the night-creatures.
Shelby: goddess of inspiration and love (agape, or love of the world, specifically). Highly beloved, her followers try to bring her back to Oakhurst's light with sacrifices.
We have some ideas for The Exalted members, but there are only really two we've actually nailed down to some extent:
Avid: god of hunting and alchemy. Specifically takes the domain of hunting after Elle (former goddess of hunting) dies.
Legundo: god of health, healing, and medicine. Former god of war.
Apo and Cleo would also have specific myths associating them with The Exiled in some way (Apo having escaped them, Cleo possibly being some sort of intermediate between the two Houses?).
And that's about it so far! If I ever develop this further it would probably be exploring what sorts of myths give the gods their associations or develop this world. If you (or anyone else) ever decide to take inspiration or make something for this, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE show me!!!! It would be so very cool and The Council Would Be Pleased /silly
i have made a new au entirely because i really like the. five minutes where Doc is pretending to be a vampire and Avid is pretending to be human and they're working together and i wanted More Of That. Owen is also here. because it amuses me.
The anon period for @mcytbattleship is over!! Which means! I can post the art I did for it! I am a slow, slow artist and only ever ended up finishing one piece, but I am quite proud of it so I am happy to show it here!
The idea is that Legs and Owen somehow survive the events of Oakhurst and go traveling to see the world. Legs takes Owen to see the ocean specifically, and given that the only bodies of water Owen has ever seen are the lakes and rivers of Oakhurst, I imagine he'd be very excited by the sound and smell and, of course, the gorgeous view!
Original Ao3 post
Man this sucks I'm gonna (remembers suicide jokes are bad) slaughter every man woman and child of Oakhurst.
The collab dropped, hooray! I participated in the public portion!
This is an Owen design for an AU me, @aroaceascension, and @stockstone have going on; Owen is the god of vengeance, war, solitude, and the wild. We're a bit more vague with domains for this AU; it's more about the myths associated with them than having them represent specific ideas.
Unsure if I'll be posting stuff about this in the future, but feel free to ask questions and I will ask The Council (my friends) about it, haha.
Bloodletting Week Day 7 (Free Day): Sunset/rise
Bloodletting Week Day 2: Cure
Based off of an actual dream i had. The "saying" that Abolish said in the dream isn't a real one as far as i know. i imagine that it's meant to be a sarcastic response to someone else's erratic behavior that means something like, "if you're going to behave crazy then you might as well do something else equally insane (like marrying everyone)"
In the dream the aromantic flag legitimately faded in behind him like it was some sort of gif. I thought about doing that myself but decided it was too much work.
Maybe this is the real reason Legundo's eyes are green, because he's aro /j
I gotchu OP
Behold: Little Guys (gender-neutral)
This spawned from a little Doc doodle I did in my sketchbook and combined with my desire to have little icons for the character for a website page I'm working on to create these! I have spent WAY too long on them but have had a lot of fun!
If anyone wants to use these for literally anything feel free! I'd ask you to give credit however is possible and reasonable with the medium you're working in, though.
Bonus goofy versions below the cut!
Anddddd ofcourse a happy (late) valentines day for my lumberjack fans I prefer them over majorscythe
2/3? I will very likely draw fireshot but no promises
This is second to my majorscythe post
Also vote lumberjack my dudes
