#c: juniper

[cryptidsartblog]

More DnD Art, this time some NPCs for one of my prior Campaigns.

On the left was a Tabaxi Rogue/fighter named Juniper the party had to work with to rescue the Tiefling Bard, Jazz, on the right.

The resulting quest ended with a Party Member dying via a trap on the airship they were trying to siege.

[frnoialles]

closed —  @juniperscauldrone

He wasn't hard to trace. That saltwater stench had soaked through his skin — Garrick's own personal fragrance. She'd call it musty dead pirate. Reminded her she’d have to pssh-pssh him with Chanel when she got her pretty nails on his boney ass. Sharp stilettos bit into the front steps of a cafe. There was another entrance at the back, where spiral metal stairs led to an apartment. Place looked cute and cheap, perched there like a little bird on a branch. No magic laced jewelry blinged on her fingers, only her usual crystals, gold bands strapped around slender digits, still chaining her to night strolls. She wouldn't do anything just because it was trendy. Let those Prets, with sticks so far up their asses you could see the other end poking through their nostrils, enjoy the daylight.

The scent of something rosemary and sweet tickled her senses. This wasn’t musty dead pirate anymore — it wrapped itself in a nicer aroma, then died, as she knocked on the door. Waiting for a silly invite from whoever was dragging their feet inside. Thump, thump, thump— a curious brow arched at the steady sounds of a heartbeat. Was he living with a human? Oh, she would mock him endlessly for this.

Ugh. Frankie groaned in anticipation. Couldn’t they invent jewelry that let vampires walk through any door without a come on in? Now that would be useful. A lot better than those daylight rings made just so Laure could catch sun rays and tan lines. "Hellooo? It’s your friendly neighbor from upstairs. I’m bringing gifts, and they’re very heavy." Inside the box in her hands, donuts sat in neat little rows, filled with a delicious center — all crème de la blood.

[thecelestexzhao]

closed - @juniperxzhao

where - the reef bar

It was thankfully a pretty uneventful night, allowing Celeste to take her time with restocking bottles and glasses behind the bar. She was in no hurry to head back to the school gym that was doubling as a shelter after all- so much so that she'd crashed on the couch in the backroom here at the bar more than once already just for some semblance of privacy.

The thing was though, with it being a quiet night, Celeste was able to keep better tabs on the few patrons sitting at the bar- like one in particular that kept....looking at her? At least Cel thought she was. So as she wiped down the counter she found herself coming over to settle in front of the other woman, nodding towards her. "Can I uh...get you another drink or anything?"

[cecils-dragons]

Playing around with some new textures for faces as well as some shading featuring some new designs for Juniper and Myca.

[drqueenieking]

@juniperrivers

[pm] No, this isn't. I am not six, why does everyone think I'm six? [d: just because I haven't been using my human-ness that long..... HMPH] I'm eighteen and I'm asking a doctor a question! I haven't eaten any apples, so why won't you help me?

[pm] Maybe if everyone thinks it then it’s a problem you should be looking inward on? 

I am not helping you, because you have yet to tell me anything that actually makes any sense. Now what do you think is the problem here?

[idkemrys]

[jasperthetenderhearted]

heart to heart

Jasper hadn’t meant to forget to follow up with his sister after Halloween. Everything had gone haywire and his run-in with Bellatrix and the dementors still had him shaken. He ran his tongue over his teeth and remembered vividly the way she’d threatened to make it a cat toy. Part of him wondered whether or not she’d actually do it. She seemed angry enough. Something told him his usual ‘hug it out’ method wouldn’t work well with Bellatrix.

Shaking himself out of his troubled thoughts, he knocked on Juniper’s door. “Hey, it’s me! I brought more honey. I know I already gave you some but I’ve got so much. Can I come in?”

He ought to tell Juniper about Luka. What if she came over unexpectedly and got the wrong idea? Or worse, what if Henry was visiting (he could have his pipe dreams) and she got the right idea? Then he may have move back to Dubai and become a monk for real.

@juniperthelionheart

[advance-emmeline]

hearth to heart

Emmeline hadn’t meant to let meeting Juniper officially slide away from her. It seemed that these days most things kept sliding away from her. She’d somehow missed Andy’s engagement, she’d missed Bill turning 10, she missed Maura, she missed Regulus. His birthday had just passed. He’d have been twenty. He would know he’d be an uncle. The thought twisted her heart. But none of that was Juniper’s fault. Everything she’d heard about Juniper came back positive. Sirius was wild about her. That mattered most. Even if they weren’t married.

She showed up at Juniper’s place armed with Buster, some vinyls, and some casseroles for them. Emm had no idea if Juniper knew how to cook but she knew enough not to trust Sirius with non-baked goods. It had always been Pete who cooked for the boys. Merlin, Merlin she missed Pete. Now wasn’t the time. She was meeting Juniper.

“Juniper?” She asked as she balanced some casserole dishes to free a hand and knock. “It’s Emm Vance, I’m--- I’m Reg’s mum? Sirius’s... we’re friends. I brought some food?”

@juniperthelionheart