#doris talamasca

[ladyofthecreeddraws]

whatever, don't fuckin talk to me.

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DO NOT REPOST!!!

[cupisdead]

Decided to dress guysper and doris&keves into my irl outfits that I think would suit them best. They’re all literally my dolls and I am playing dress up

[lesbianguyanatole]

why is nicholas always in the background doing stuff 😭

[howfarweseek]

Guy caring for Doris <3

[ratindividual]

manifesting my favorite trio teaming up s2 light those candles

[mcknotanniegrey]

my favorite unhinged talamasca theories

raglan james is helen's trans sibling (raglan i think is just a cameo until totbt, imo, but this is fun)

the 752 is a person, not a book (or perhaps a bloodline like with maharet) - presumably helen's twin/guy's mom

doris is a vampire (bc of the nails)

doris is the vampire pandora (i don't even think there's evidence of this, but i saw a tumblr post and am now obsessed bc what FUN)

helen's twin is guy's mom (this one feels more likely and is thus less fun)

checkers is a dog/puppy and he may be scary but his orders from jasper are very strictly to not hurt his guy (to me, to ME)

guy will "tame" checkers into being his lil revenant pet instead lollll

DI ridge will get vamp'd by the end of this season, or at least bitten

olive is gonna be a triple agent

jasper will make some sort of huge personal sacrifice to save guy, his situationship of 2 seconds (AND I AM SEATED)

[reflectionage]

ok this is the last one i promise

[weirdcatwitxh]

Domestic Gasper AU where Jasper returns from his hunt to discover a very much insomniac Guy and his friend Keves bumping his stereo to “Party Gals” playlist. Both of them wearing a ridiculous ‘sunglasses’ — Keves’s he can understand, pink-tinged and heart-shaped. But Guy’s? Dear Lord, what’s with the 2010’s throwback…?

Doris, donning another sunglasses and a black coat, fully reminiscent of The Matrix, pops up from the kitchen with a tray of shots — from his bottle — shouts, “Join in or get out, Grandpa!”

The disbelief and exasperation from his face melts away with a chuckle. He walks to the small group; muttering “Speak for yourself — you’re also old,” to Doris as he swats a shot, clinking his glass with Keves, and ruffling Guy’s hair before stealing a kiss.

Something blooms in his chest; something a little tight to his lungs, something ablaze. He tightens his arm around Guy’s waist just a bit — he can’t afford to lose this warmth again.