What once used to be Sci-fi is now reality. You go into a grocery store wondering if there is anything left. Everywhere people are in masks if they where lucky enough to get obtain one. People trying to go outside just to breath fresh air only to be found out by nosy neighbors and are now shunned. Everyone living in fear of a sickness and of isolation. Some people still have hope, are holding on to the idea of the sunshine they once had and hope to get again. Others have given up, hoarding everything they can so they can have a sense of control. But we will get through this! We have survived so much more! People need to learn to be caring and considerate of others. People need to hold on to the hope of a better world. Of the world we had and will have again. And before long all of this will go back into the world of Sci-Fi but we get the bonus of saying we could survive it because we did.
All I feel is red. Red pouring out of me in the form of madness and anger. But why? Why am I so angry? I look up at the wall and see the clock reads 2:30. But is it morning or night? I don't even remember. A ring takes me away from my thoughts and I realize where I am. I am in a small diner and it appears to be early in the morning, or late at night I can never remember which one to use. A scruffy looking guy walks in, almost as tall as the door it's self. He looks ashamed. He sits in the corner of the diner and a small lady walks up to take his order. Even with him sitting down he still is much larger then her. She walks away just as a lady walks through the door.
She looks fancy, far too fancy to be in a place like this at the time it is. She gracefully sits down but you can feel an aura of sorrow around her. She reminds me of a broken diamond, she looks shattered beyond repair but you can still see the beauty that was and still is. The same waitress takes her order and then walks back to the kitchen to pin it up for the cook to see. That is when I see the cook, he has been in front of me the whole time, as I just realize I am at the bar table. He reminds me of an old 50's malt shop guy, which makes me giggle a little.
You can feel warmth coming from him, or is it the kitchen, and he gives a small smile. The waitress takes the plate he just sat down and hands it to me. I don't even remember ordering anything. I look down and see it is a patty melt and it smells amazing. I didn't feel hungry but I didn't feel not hungry either so I ate it and it was like heaven. The bell above the door rings again and I noticed a few more people have already entered but the guy who comes in makes me forget about everyone else.
He was simply captivating. I no longer felt my anger, the large man's shame, the elegant lady's sorrow, not even the cook's warmth. He was dressed all in black, a black wool overcoat unbuttoned to show a black suit vest, a dark grey button up underneath, black and dark grey pinstripe pants, black shoes, and a black paper boy hat. He appeared very sunken in, as if he hasn't eaten in awhile. He took his coat off and hung it with the others by the door and sat down a seat away from me. The cook noticed him and gave a small nod. Not even a second later he came out with a milkshake which was blood red. He smiled back at the cook as he walked off as if they are old friends, which I have a sense they might be. He took a sip then looked at me and gave a small smile. I couldn't help but stare.
He stood up and then sat back down, this time right next to me. He then asked me what I was doing in a place like this at the time it is. "I could ask you the same thing" I smirked. "But I honestly don't remember. I am just here I guess." I finished up the rest of my fries. "Yeah, this place can do that to you. I seem to be the only one who knows why I am here." He then takes another long sip of his milkshake. "So you got a name doll?" I think for a second, what is my name? How can I not even remember my own name? "I-I don't remember..." What is my name!? The man in black doesn't look surprised and even chuckles a little. "You'll remember it soon enough Doll."
I look up at the clock and I see it is now 3:00. "Shoot! I need to get home, I have work in the morning!" I jump up and put my coat on. "I'll walk with you, I got stuff to do too." The man in black offers. I think about it for a second but something is telling me I need to go with him so I hesitantly say yes. We walk to the door and he gets his coat. Right before we leave I notice the two people who where there before are still in the same exact spots as if they where frozen. The thought left my head just as quickly as in entered as I walked next to the man in black. "Y'know, I never asked your name." He didn't even look at me and I almost thought he didn't hear me. "I go by many names." Half of me is worried beyond imagine but anytime I look at him I am just at a state of calm so I choose not to worry about him to much. This has been such a weird night.
We walk for what seems like forever, I don't remember my apartment being this far away. We finally end up at the street of my apartment building. He walks me up the flight of stairs to the door of my apartment. I instantly feel anger again, but this time also guilt. I begin to cry. "L-lilly. Lilly-Ann Turner. My name is Lilly-Ann Turner." I look up at the Man and Black and he nods. "I know." He then opens my door and we walk in. All I see is red. Red pouring on the floor in pools of blood. I see my boyfriend, Joshua, and my best friend Margaret on the couch just as I remember them after I shot them. "I remember it all now. I shot them both after I saw them two on my couch, I was so enraged." I look down and I see my body. "Then I shot myself because I realized what I did." I look back at the Man in Black with tears down my face, but he was gone and just like that all I could see was Red flashing. Then blue. Then the sirens
My last picture on my laptop, this fall has been very fun and I have got to do so many things. This has been a great year and I am excited for the future. Thank you to everyone who looked through all of my art and I hope you have a lovely year. :D
This is as good of a time as any to fully explain the BUABS plot. (It is set in the 70′s btw)
It all started when Ember and Adeline Annesly where born on Oct. 13 1950. Satan has been planning to find a host to take over the world and the twins where born at the perfect moment. Adeline was supposed to be the first born but instead it was Ember. The moment Ember was born a Demon named Elyse entered her and stayed dormant until she was 6 when Elyse took control of Ember. She made Ember kill her parents and almost kill her sister but Ember took back of control before she could. Ember was then sent away to Blackberry mental institute. It is actually a cover up for a supernatural training facility. It helps train people with unusual gifts to control them better. Ember made a friend named Bronwyn who is a rabbit feramorph and they have been trying to find out a way to escape together. They finally did just after Ember’s 20th birthday and now they are making their way to Weldon Springs to hopefully find a way to stop Satan’s world domination.
DISCLAIMER
I do not believe this could actually happen. I am a christian and I just find making these kinds of stories fun. The story is supposed to be kinda cheesy because it is based off of so many supernatural shows and movies. It is filled with in your face symbolism like Friday the 13th and 666 just because I find it fun to work with. Thank you.
One of the aliens Ember is trying to capture. Rydn is completely harmless and is just on Earth to explore and do research but Indie keeps trying to kidnap her
Indie is completely obsessed with aliens and thinks they are the reason behind all the weird things in Weldon Springs. Truth be told she is only half right.
Ember’s new redesign and I love it! Also just realised I haven’t posted in forever! So I’m gonna post all of the art I have on my laptop rn (There is more in my dropbox that I will post later)
I have been wanting to make this for a long time and I am super proud of it. Wish I could post it on my insta. It represents Alyse possessing Ember. The demon face is Alyse showing through.
This is a Born Under A Bad Sign AU. If you would like to know about BUABS then please ask, I am more then happy to tell you about it.
Genre:Slice of life, Romance, Supernatural, teen angst.
I didn’t want to go, but I had to because I got suckered into it over two weeks ago. “Ember would you like to do face painting for our Fall Festival? You are such a great artist and we just know all of the little kids would love for you to do it.” Mrs. Jones asked me. She said it in that sweet old lady voice that makes it hard to say no.
I finally got out of bed after my mom yelling at me from the hallway. I had to hurry up and get ready. I groggily got out of my warm sheets and instantly regretted it. My room was so cold. “I hate these cold seasons.” I said shivering. I stood up and quickly put on my house shoes because the floor was so cold. I went over to my dresser that had the dress I was going to wear. I put it on and some tights underneath along with my converse. Thankfully I agreed to wearing my 50′s outfit because I get to wear my high top converse. I fixed my hair quickly and walked out of my room.
Adeline was in the kitchen with her friend Alex-Ann while Mom and Dad were painting up her face. She was going as a dead pin-up girl so they painted half of her face like a skeleton and half like a super pretty pin-up model. “Well thank you for finally getting up! I was about to call the church and tell them you can’t make it because you died in your sleep.” Mom said with that tone of “You are so lucky someone else is here or you would wish you had died in your sleep.” I quickly grabbed something small to eat and got out of mom’s line of fire. I knew I should of been up earlier but I got suckered into hunting some ghosts with Bron Wyn and Simon last night. I can’t tell mom I fight on my own or else she would kill me.
Mom and Dad have always made it a point I fight with Adeline because she is older and stronger. She is only older by 3 minutes! Besides Simon is a angel and wouldn’t let anything happen to me. It’s not like they would understand, they see me as the baby. I finished my breakfast just as Adeline got finished with her look. I don’t get why she had to go all out, it is a fall festival and Halloween isn’t for another 4 days. We got into the truck and drove off to the church.
We had to be there early because we are helping set up but because we had to do Adeline’s extravagant makeup a bunch of people where already setting stuff up. Not everything was set up thankfully. I saw Bron Wyn and Simon setting up some of the tables. I told mom and dad I was heading to help them and then said bye. I could see Bron Wyn was in a super cute plaid skirt with a sweater tucked in. She was wearing a knitted beanie that had holes on the top for her rabbit ears to stick out of. She was wearing black sheer tights and some black heels. She used to be nicknamed “Playboy Bunny” because she is half rabbit and is just gorgeous.
Simon was wearing jeans, a white shirt, and a leather jacket. His hair was slicked back to look like a greaser. His wings just matched his outfit so well. Some people think he is some sort of bird Feramorph but he is actually my guardian angel. Well mine and Adeline’s, but Adeline doesn’t need one; Because according to her "I can take care of myself just fine.” So me and him are very close friends. Some people joke we are dating but I never had any sort of attraction towards him like that. Maybe he did something to where neither me or Adeline would have that attraction towards him to better protect us.
I ran up to them and waved hi. “Bout time you showed up! Was starting to think you where going to leave all of the work to us.” Simon said while flawlessly lifting up a table by himself and putting it in place. Bron Wyn wasn’t having the same luck so I helped her out. “I heard that a vamp family was planning on attacking here tonight. A bunch of little kids in one place perfect for the picking. We are going to have to keep and eye out for them.” Bron Wyn explained as we put the game tables in place.
I looked around the place, half to make sure no vamp decided to show up early to scope out the scene, but mainly to see if he was here. Bron Wyn seemed to notice what I was really searching for. “No he is not here yet. As most of the Jones’ kids are in college or above 18 they don’t tend to help much with stuff like this. Cole is the only kid left and he is so shy he doesn’t tend to help with much. But who knows, maybe he will come, he knows you are helping after all.” Bron Wyn said giving a smirk. “He doesn’t like me Winnie, he said it himself.” I said, wishing it wasn’t true. “Do you still believe what Jackson said? Honestly I bet either he made that up or Cole only said that because he thought y’all where a thing and didn’t want to be rude.” She always says the same thing and it kinda gives me hope.
There might by some sort of truth to what Bron Wyn said though. Jackson is a liar and we did get back together not long after he asked Cole that. Cole also knew I kinda liked Jackson. When I first met Jackson I told Cole about him saying I hung out with him all day and we got really close. He has been super paranoid since then. Cole probably did say he thinks of me as a sister to show Jackson he doesn’t like me. How can that explain how Cole has been acting recently? Cole has been getting close to me, smiling more at me, actually wanting to talk to me, and according to Bron Wyn and Adeline he has been staring at me anytime we are in the same room together. That doesn’t sound like something someone would do if they just wanted to be friends, or saw me as their sister.
“Em! Snap out of it! We have work to do.” Simon yelled very abruptly. I guess I got lost in my thoughts. “Sorry! I was thinking about stuff.” I sheepishly replied. “Oh we all know what you where thinking about!” Bron Wyn giggled. I shoved her away. So are we going to get onto this or what? Ya bunch of lazy bones.” I snort but seeing how Simon isn’t liking my joke very much I stop. “Sooooo we got any jams?” I say quickly averting the situation and the holy wrath of Simon. Bron Wyn happily pulls out her phone and puts on a nice Halloween playlist. We all happily sing to the iconic songs as we continue working.
“All tables are set up finally. With no thanks to y’all I might add.” Simon said half jokingly but also a little ticked. Me and Bron Wyn looked up at him from the decorations and posters we made. “Hey we helped! We just also had to do other things.” Bron Wyn said very matter of factly. “Does getting paint and glitter all over yourselves count as other things? Because y’all definitely did that.” Simon consoled us trying to hold back a laugh at the sight of me and Bron Wyn covered in glitter and paint. We both look at each other and laugh. “We really need to get washed up. The fest is about to start and we can’t face paint looking like this. Plus we have to hurry up and do designs on eachother.” Laughed Bron Wyn. I nodded in agreement and we both headed to the restroom.
We quickly cleaned ourselves off and got out our paint pallets. I painted a beautiful foex flower crown on Bron Wyn’s head and a vine down her arm. It was quite hard to do because of her fur but luckily she has short fur. She made some cute designs on my face, mainly cute glitter spots. She painted tiny music notes around the glitter spots and I painted a tiny poodle on my hand. We both admired our work and stepped out.
“I don’t want to do it! There are people I know here.... people I care about.” A young male voice stammered. from a room next to the bathrooms. “Are you going on about that girl? She kills people like us, she and her little group will kill you to once they find out what you are.” A much older male voice snapped back. “The younger voice sounds familiar, I swear we know him.” Bron Wyn whispered towards me. We quickly walked the other way but as I turned back I saw familiar curly brown hair. It can’t be. I quickly erased the thought from my mind as we quickly got out of the church.
“Simon I think the vamps are here. We didn’t get to see what they look like but it definitely was them. All we heard was two guys, one about our age and one much older. Maybe in his 40s.” Bron Wyn blurted out. Simon looked around the parking lot as everyone was finishing putting everything up. He nods, “Yes, I see. Okay we are going to have to be on the look out, Y’all keep an eye on the kids who go up to the games and face paint station and I will monitor the area. People will be getting here in 20 or so minutes. If you can make sure you block any vamp’s attempts at the children or their parents. I will go inform Adeline and make sure she keeps a look out.” Simon ordered. “Knowing her she might just finish them off without us even knowing.” I whispered under my breath but Bron Wyn heard and gave a reassuring smile. “Ember you are just as capable as Adeline, remember that.” I smiled back in response really only believing some of it.
Simon walked off and me and Bron Wyn made our way to our stations. “HI Ember.” Cole walked up to me and gave me his little smile. He looked so amazing in that moment. He was dressed up as a greaser, same as Simon but he just looked the part. Cole’s curly hair was gelled back loosely and a few pieces fell into his face. He combed them back with his fingers and I couldn’t help but stare. I assume Bron Wyn could tell and quickly broke the silence. “Heya Cole. Came for a design?” Cole looked at me and smiled. “Sure, I like your music notes Em. Mind giving me some too? And please, hold off on the glitter.” Cole chuckled. I gave a small nod and he sat in the chair in front of me.
I looked at him almost getting lost in his grey green eyes. Sometimes they are a bright light blue but right now they look dull as if he has been worrying about something. He looks back up at me quickly averts his eyes not wanting me to see. I Quickly look away and open my paints. I wet my brush and I put it in the black paint. I draw little music note clusters. This is the closest I have ever been to him. I can see him staring at me while I am painting and I try not to get distracted. He has a scar on his left brow bone making a small line in his eyebrow. I never noticed that before. I think about asking him but decide against it.
“All done.” I say wishing that time could last longer. “Well thank you. I hope we see each other soon.” Cole looked in the mirror to see what I painted and smiled a little. I love it when he smiles like that. He looks at me and says goodbye and good luck. In that instant I remembered the young vampire I saw before. It couldn’t be him. His family are far from vampires. I just couldn’t shake away the thought.
I looked to Bron Wyn about to say something but Mrs. Jones interrupted. “Okay ladies, it is now time and some kids are showing up so please be seated and wait for kids to come to your stations.” Mrs.Jones chirped. We did as we where told and awaited the children but I was waiting on something completely different.
“A sinister kid is a kid who
Runs to meet her Maker.
A drop dead spirit from the day she's born.
Straight into her Maker's arms,
And that's me, that's me.
The girl with the broken halo.
That's me, that's me.
The devil won't let me be.”
I have been working on this for four days and I am so proud of it!
mood board. I absolutly love this song and band and I wanted to make a creepy vintage aesthetic vibe type thing for it cuz IDKHBTFM is supposed to be a underground band from the 80s just now being found out (They are a band that has actually been around for the past few years but they wanted to have the story behind the band that they are actually from the 80s)
Thought since this is my art blog and stuff I should actually post some art haha. This is Cait (Pronounced Cat) and she is a alien. She needs her helmet to breath Earth’s air. Fun facts: She has a blue tongue, she is super clumsy cuz she still isn’t used to Earth’s gravity, and when she get’s cut her blood changes color depending on the deepness of the cut and the amount of pain it causes her.
