Here’s a little comparer I made for my WIPs! I was a little worried that my protagonists were too similar in personality, but I think I have a pretty good range now. Allegra would be in way over her head with those other two LOLL
Blanks under the cut for anyone that wants to give it a try! If you do, tag me in it!
I'm kind of upset... I didn't really have much interest in FFXV at first, then you start posting about it a bunch with your fanfics and fanart reblogs... So then I caved and started looking into it and now I freaking love everyone and I really want to bang Ignis... How dare you... >.< ♥♥♥
Sorry, not sorry bb. Welcome to FFXV Hell! You'll enjoy it, I guarantee! Oh man, Ignis. What a man. Dapper Daddy. Who doesn't want a piece of that?Of course, I'm patiently waiting for you to descend deep into Ardyn hell if you haven't already. He's my ultimate weakness. 😩👌
ryan??? treats michael with the delicacy of a Ming vase and all the reverence of a hurricane and if you dare for a moment think that this human is disposable or that you’re allowed to boss him around then you are going to get your fucking ass handed to you
like ryan and michael mingle their souls together; ryan gives up his immortality, michael gives up his life on earth, so that they can be together for, if not eternity, then a long, long time like they’re perfect for each other??
ryan is actually lowkey a shitty incubus but he’s one of the prince of hell types even if he’s bad at stealing your soul he’s still got a fuckton of power and support and he’s good at hiding how much of a softie he really is - but michael knows the truth and ryan revels in the fact that he can share this fact with michael
i don’t know they just love each other in a big, cosmic way man
also there are parts of hell that are literal fire and brimstone and human michael can’t walk there unless he wants to just fucking not have feet any more so ryan has to carry him in his arms. all demons have soot covered feet but michael’s stay clean. at first michael gets kind of embarrassed about being carried around but it grows on him a lot
Finally got around to making my WIP page for Deanimation! None of the designs (nor the name) are 100% solid yet, as I have just gotten started with drafting and I am a natural pantser
Tumblr seems to have somewhat killed the art quality, but clicking makes it a little better!
New Years’ writing inspired by @alexprompts with When the End Arrives! 1k kind of silly thing feat. two characters from a new WIP that I’m still trying to get a feel on personality wise.
It only took a few minutes for Juniper to find Rylan in all the chaos.
It would have been a greater testament of their bond if it wasn’t so obvious. Slipping away from all the colorful flashing lights, apart from the festive popping and cheering masses and terrible, terrible catchy dance tunes, to have a private audience with the near midnight sky and the roaring sea?
Yes, that sounded like her Rylan.
Sure enough, she found them out on the terrace, silhouetted by the house’s glow behind them. They sat on the side railing silently, back to the party roaring behind the two. The floor rumbled in unison with the distant speaker’s boosted bass as Juniper called out.
“You know, if you fall off that thing, I’m not going to dive for you.”
Rylan didn’t reply for a few moments, as Juniper expected. They didn’t turn their attention from the ocean as they called back. Quieter, softer, but still cutting through the air.
“I have a little more balance than do something like that.”
(Contrary to popular belief, Juniper would dive for them if they fell. Always. After all, she’s always falling for Rylan. Only fair, right?)
The stars seem to wrap themselves in surrounding dark clouds as they hid from mortal view, the moon shining a brilliant white in their place. A bit disappointing for what was supposed to be one of the most important days of the year, decade even, but it didn’t look like Rylan minded much. Juniper edged over to the terrace railings and carefully hiked her legs over to join them.
“Did you even join the party at all?” Juniper asked, a bit taunting in her voice.
“Mmmmm...I think I went down around ten for some punch and talked to a couple people for a few minutes. Then I found a dog and we hung out for a while before coming up here.”
“Ah, of course.”
Rylan silently passed her a small stick, almost offhandedly, which Juniper took with a bit of a confused chuckle. She held it up above her head to observe in the party lights.
“Huh, where’d you get sparklers from?” She pulled it back in front of her, squinting at it in the dark. “I mean, I guess it’s appropriate to ring in the new year with, eh?”
“Found them while looking for last minute gifts.” They shrugged, holding up an identical stick in her other hand. “Thought you might think it’s fun.”
Juniper closed her eyes and muttered a couple igniting words over the stick, then snapped her fingers. The sparkler came to life, first in fire, then quickly giving away to a mini explosion of color, excited sparks cackling and fluttering off somewhere into the dark below.
“Hey! There we go!” Juniper cheered as she held the stick at arms length to admire the colored flames, then tipped it towards Rylan’s own stick to light it as well.
“If stuff like that was on the exam, I would have passed with...flying colors.”
She elbowed Rylan with a couple “eh? Eh?”s, to which she only received rolled eyes.
“How did your exam go, by the way?” Rylan asked, once Juniper had settled.
“How did your conversation with your dad go?” Juniper shot back.
They let out a little huff, the closest to a laugh Juniper was going to get. A little sardonic smile played on their lips as they replied, “Fair.”
Juniper opened her arms out to the forests and beaches below them, gaze set to the skyline.
“Isn’t it just insane to imagine that a whole decade is ending today?” She lowered her arms a little as she looked toward Rylan, who watched her with an intense gaze. “We’re going into completely new territory in just a few minutes.”
“The new decade doesn’t really start until 2021. It’s 2011 to 2020.” They commented in return. Juniper sticked an accusing finger at them.
“Hey, don’t try to ruin my fun with your logic! A decade can be nine years if I say it is.” Rylan let out another amused huff as they rolled their eyes and turned back to the ever rolling sea waves.
The wind picked up suddenly, sending Juniper into involuntary shivers. She knew Rylan had to be frigid by now, simply clad in their usual button up and dress pants and no jacket in sight, but they show no signs of effect from the cold. She already knew from past experience that any attempts to give Rylan her jacket would be quickly and stubbornly rebuffed.
“Got any New Year’s resolutions?” She ventured instead.
Rylan shook their head. “You?”
“You know I’m always trying to do better in school. Maybe this year’ll finally be the year I get an A in one of my classes. Or a B. Or anything above just barely passing.”
“I know you will. You do anything you put your mind to, really.”
The two sat quietly for a bit, simply watching the sparklers work their way down the stick. Juniper stole a couple looks at Rylan, though she was sure they weren’t as subtle as she was trying to make them. She nearly missed Rylan’s words as they spoke again.
“I don’t need much, this upcoming year.” They murmured. “The same as usual. A more successful year with my father, another good year at work.”
They turned eyes to Juniper, with a hint of a smile. A genuine smile. “Another year with you.”
Distantly, she could hear chanting in the background. Numbers, she’s sure, counting down into the new year. All she was aware of was just how close they were and how much brighter Rylan’s eyes seemed in the dying sparkler’s light. “I want another year with you too.”
Rylan cups her face, gently, looking straight into her eyes. She wasn’t sure who leaned in first, only how time seemed to stand still for just a second as she closed her eyes.
The fireworks went off a little early behind them--must have hit one a little faster than expected--but it was all mere background as they finally met in the middle for a gentle kiss.
When she pulls back, Rylan’s smiling, a real, full smile, and they do the same little huffs as they thumb over Juniper’s cheek. She can’t see herself, but she’s laughing and grinning so hard in giddy excitement that she could make a pretty good guess that she looks pretty happy in return.
For just a moment, everything that’s ending and everything new that’s beginning, all the stuff that will happen after the party and going back to uni and work--all doesn’t matter. All that’s left is the now, with the excitement and returned feelings of the railings of the terrace.
So you know, thanks for the daddy kink I never asked for, but am now in too deep to get out of. Also, thanks for all the quality posts that have inspired me to start drawing nsfw art of myself with Soldier 76/Jack Morrison, (I'm too shy to them post, though...). Most of all, thank you for existing, you are a lovely person... ♥ :)
I'm so happy to hear you're drawing! Whether you decide to share it or not, you're doing what you enjoy and love, and that's what matters the most!You are far too kind and I don't deserve you but I'm grateful for you and your support, deanimation! Thank you as well! May your bedsheets never be covered with crumbs.As far as that daddy kink is concerned...sorry not sorry! It'll only get worse if you stick are here. 💗
Howdy! Happy STS!! Has your OC(s) ever saved somebody's life? Who was it?
Happy STS!
Rylan has definitely saved their dad more than a few times at sea, he is way too clumsy for his own good.
Oho has likely saved a lot of people directly and indirectly vampire fighting, but I don’t think she goes out of her way to save people haha
Juniper learned how to fly in a split second in grade school when her friend fell from the top of the playground equipment! That wouldn’t have killed them, maybe sent them to the nurse’s office for a bit, but it seemed like life or death at the time of her little 5 year old mind!