Hello everyone I would like to introduce you to my cinnamon roll, Lucas! He is a transgender man who enjoys long walks on the beach and being a total sweetheart. When threatened his snake tattoo has the cool ability to become a real snake. He’s fierce and loyal to his friends (even when they give him a hard time *cough* Raven *cough*). Lucas is totally in love with has a crush on Raven’s twin sister Tessa, which is probably why Raven gives him such a hard time. Lucas always looks for the best in people but at the same time never backs down from a fight (probably why he and Raven are friends).
Thank you @cindersart for the perfect depiction of Lucas! I truly appreciate the time and effort you put into drawing my characters! Seeing both Lucas and Raven come to life truly helps my writing process and I can’t wait to see what comes from this!
Hello everyone I would like to show you my badass character Raven! She's an angry bisexual that takes no one's shit. The people she cares about the most include her twin sister (a literal ball of sunshine) and her young daughter (also a literal ball of sunshine). This witch would do whatever it takes to protect her loved ones even if it means staining her soul.
Thank you to @cindersart for drawing her! I've always loved your art style and am so happy to see Raven brought to life.
I thought I would try an October Writing Challenge thing. I just found a random one online. It came from Constant Scribbler, but I don’t know much about that site. If a specific person made it and would like to receive credit please just let me know!
Anyway, this story features my character Raven and her daughter, Merritt.
“Mama, can we get hot chocolate?” Bright, pleading eyes made it hard to say no.
“Well,” I started, “if you can beat me to the cart selling the hot chocolate I’ll get the both of us some.”
Never one to back down from a challenge, Merritt lifted her chin. “Alright.”
I watched, amused, as she got into position. I did the same, grinning down at her.
“Ready...set...go!”
I hesitated for a moment to watch Merritt fly off. I followed after her, sure to look like I was running as fast as I could.
Reaching the cart before I did, Merritt spun around to grin at me triumphantly. “I won mama!”
I heavied my breathing and rested my hands on my knees. “So you did my little cheetah.” Feigning surprise, I looked up at her, “I had no idea you were so fast!”
She giggled, “Can we get hot chocolate now?”
I straightened, “Of course.” I reached into my pocket to pull out my wallet. I turned to the cart vendor and held up two fingers. “Two please.”
Clearly unimpressed with my daughters' incredible speed, the vendor blinked at me. “Six dollars,” he said slowly.
I tried not to wince at how much I was spending on watered-down hot chocolate. Instead, I gave the man six dollars, watching him tuck it into his pocket.
Slowly, he began to ladle the hot chocolate into two cups. It definitely looked like all it could be was brown water. Once he finished, the vendor handed me the two cups. The warmth from the cups helped thaw my fingers.
“I want to hold mine,” Merritt said. She held her tiny hands up, ready to receive her warm drink.
“Be careful,” I said, handing the cup down to her. “It’s hot.” I didn’t let go of the cup until it was secure in her grasp.
Taking a sip of mine, I winced. I really had just paid six dollars for hot water. Still, it was hot and based on the pink on Merritt’s nose, I would guess that she was getting cold. However, I wouldn’t dare suggest we go inside. Merritt would have a meltdown right on the spot. So all I could do was make sure she stayed warm, even if that meant buying over-priced hot chocolate.
“Let’s go sit over here Merritt,” I suggested, gesturing to the bench in front of us.
“Okay,” was all she said.
The two of us made our way over to the bench. I held Merritts cup as she scrambled onto it. Sitting down, I gave Merritt her drink back. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and tucked her into my side. She snuggled closer.
“Getting warm?”
She nodded before taking a sip of her drink.
“Good.” I looked around us. The park wasn’t as busy as it normally was, most likely due to today being especially brisk.
The leaves were changing. That meant Merritt was going to have to leave soon. I hated it, but she would be safer.
I wished I could stop time. I wish I could keep the leaves from changing. I wished I had more time.
Suddenly, Merritt sat her drink down and sprung off the bench.
“Aunt Tessa!”
I looked ahead to see my sister crouched down with open arms. Her smile wide and full of warmth.
As Merritt ran I saw a flash of a girl with long brown hair. The girl was probably in her late teens. She smiled at me over her shoulder and I realized that I was looking at an older Merritt. The older version of my daughter was gone just as quickly as she appeared. Even though it was only for a moment, it was enough to give me hope for the future.
I would part with her for as many changing of the leaves as long as it meant seeing what a wonderful person I knew Merritt would become.
I don't want to say I'm impulsive but I dunno man I just dyed my hair blue and now my hands look like I have frostbite....but like I guess I'm cool now???
