#elliot rouge

[littlemoondarlingarts]

My halloween trick or treat art collection 1

Note: These are heavily edited with photoshop because the only way to get consistent images was through my scanner which SUCKS so yea, also I fixed alot of them and added details but some of the originals are either posted here or on my main blog

Details + people who participated under the cut!

1- Camille Fawn, a treat for @mymissalicorne

2- Rouge, a treat for @reyaanangel

3- Antoinette Greensake, a treat for @thislittlekumquat

4- Alexander Lee, a treat for someone on ocsn

5- Marcel Noir, a trick for @wallmouse

6- Mark Kato, a treat (?) for @unreadpoppy

7- Charlotte Verte, a treat for someone on tiktok

8- Elliot Rouge, a treat for someone on tiktok

9- Fran Rouge, a trick for someone on tiktok

Note for my tagged beloveds: Im not tagging you to pressure you to reblog, just so you see the updated version of your interaction sketch! I hope you enjoy them!

[littlemoondarling]

🌲 What is the kindest thing your OC has ever done for someone? What is the kindest thing someone has ever done for them? On the flip side, what is the worst thing your OC has done to another person?

Can you answer this for Rouge ? I got curious about him

I was hoping I'd get this question so I can answer it about Rouge lol so I'll answer this while eating

Rouge has surprisingly done alot of good in his life, one of which him always having his castle as a place of refuge for anyone seeking it, the unwanted, the abused, the suffering, all were welcomed as long as they could handle the fear of living under the same roof as a family of vampires, people would find themselves a suitable job (or something to learn if they were too young), get payed monthly and have a safe place to live and raise their children in. His castle was also turned into a safe haven when France was taken over during ww2, he would offer food, shelter and medical attention to anyone in need, that is how he actually adopted Fran, his mother sought shelter at Rouge's castle but ended up passing away during a traumatic childbirth and Rouge just couldn't leave this little sick human live the life of an orphan with no mother or father, so he adopted him... and lied to him about it... he can't be good All the time XD

The worst thing he's ever done is probably the way he raised Elliot, context, Elliot is a trans man and was originally raised as a girl named Eleanor, and while Rouge supported him throughout his transition he also ruined his son's life. Rouge hated how much El resembled his mother and would always comment on it, "It's like you're not even my daughter", "I can see her in you". "I wish you looked more like me." And things like that, he also always commented on El's food intake, "Too much," "wouldn't it be better if you ate just one?" "No man would love a woman who eats like that." And this led to Elliot developing a massive eating disorder that took over his entire being. Rouge also... gave up on him when Elliot's depression got too bad, he just left him to literally rot in his room...

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@oc-tober2023 's day 5 choice, featuring Elliot Rouge and his father, Rouge

I can still remember when Rouge locked himself in his chambers after I told him I needed to be a man, I thought he was mourning the loss of his daughter. A week later, he showed up with a makeshift sewn set that is what I can best describe as a primitive binder-corset creation to help my body look more manly under the suits he ordered for me. I don't think he ever made the choice to put me before his own feelings before... or after. I am thankful for that.

~Elliot Rouge

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@oc-tober2023 's day 10 Mercy featuring Elliot Rouge and Theodore Malik

My father never allowed me the mercy of death, for centuries he kept me alive with human blood. Never did I imagine that an angel would appear, that an angel would help me, but day after day he came, he didn't let me die either, but he spoke to me, told me stories and sung songs, he bathed me and kept me warm, he fed me sweet apples and brushed my hair, he showed me that there was mercy in living.

~ Elliot Rouge

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Inspired by a strange convo with @ally-t-n

Poor poor Elliot, can't find a partner that his father hasn't been with in one way or another, good thing Angel scares Rouge XD

[littlemoondarlingarts]

Azel receives a "relaxing" spa day in Rouge's castle.

Characters: Azel by @ally-t-n , Rouge and Elliot Rouge

Words: 2024

Trigger warnings: an argument and the possible butchering of a dear friend's character.

"And what exactly is this supposed to be?" The demon emperor asked as he felt Rouge's long fingers gently massaging something into his scalp.

"It is an organic oil hair treatment mon amour, made from olives exported from Italy and mixed by an expert herbalist here in Paris," the vampire explained proudly before adding slightly more of the mixture to Azel's hair, "It is supposed to help the…. situation that you have going on your head."

Azel didn't appreciate his hair being called that and he made this clear with an eye roll, then he remembered that the vampire was behind him and had no way of possibly seeing that, maybe that is for the better.

"I meant no offence mon cheri, it is quite normal for your hair to be," he paused, thinking of a way to describe it, "to be itself," he added before making his way to wash his hands, his heels clicking fading as he walked further.

The demon found it hard to focus with the sound of running water, "I can assure you Rouge, that is still very much offensive."

The annoying clicking of heels getting louder signalled to him that the vampire was getting closer to him again.

"Oh my, all that I intended to say was that you are a truly busy man," he placed his hands on Azel's shoulders, "a man with so many things to care for," he pressed his fingers on a knot that the demon didn't know he had, making him hiss, "that you don't even have time to take care of your own self," slowly and surely the knot was beginning to dissipate under Rouge's experienced hands, "Allow me to take care of you for tonight," he whispered into the demon's ear.

"You've done more than enough," he accentuated the 'more', "But like you've mentioned, I do have a busy schedule and therefore I must bid you farewell," he attempted to stand up but was pushed back down on the chair by a pair of surprisingly strong hands.

"Must I remind you that by accepting my invitation you have agreed to spending twenty-four hours in my palace?" There was an edge of playfulness to his monotonous voice that should have gotten on Azel's nerves but it didn't, "I even wrote it in golden ink."

"I understand from this that I am now held prisoner here?" He watched as the vampire gracefully made his way infront of him, he was too enthralled by the dance-like movement to get annoying by the heels.

"Absolutely not, you are free to leave whenever you desire," Rouge finally settled in one position right across from the demon, "But I don't surround myself with company that don't  keep their words, mon cheri."

It shouldn't have been as threatening as it was, Azel never really cared about the vampire's companionship, it is quite the opposite, he found him pretentious and annoying more times than not. He should've been beaming when he was allowed freedom, not just for the day but for eternity, Instead he sank deeper into the chair.

An unusual smile found it's way to Rouge's lips, "So?"

"As someone who places high value on honestly, I suppose I have no other choice but to accept this situation," he finally looked up from his lap to meet those blood red eyes, "Although I will make sure to read your letters carefully next time."

"You should do everything with care~" And with that, he was back to wandering around, grabbing various objects and jars from the shelves and balancing them ontop of eachother, too lazy to go around the large room twice. 

Predictably, a jar fell into a mess of shattered glass and red green goop all over the floor.

Azel instinctively rushed to the vampire's side, who was frozen in shock with the items still held in his arms. He placed each hand on Rouge's waist and slowly guided him away from the sharp shards and into safer grounds, "So much for doing everything with care." He frowned.

His silly comment seemed to be the only thing that snapped the man out of his shocked trance as he suddenly broke down in laughter hard enough for tears to form in the corners of his eyes. "Oh dear Lucifer…. that was… something." He stood up, tightening his grip on the items that survived, "I'll have to get someone to clean that," he carefully scooted around and placed them onto a nearby table, "I… I must apologise for such an embarrassing mistake."

Azel stared at the man, whatever mask of grace he had maintained was now gone replaced by bright red cheeks and stutters, "It was embarrassing indeed, all so that you don't have to take another trip ar-" but before he could finish the sentence, Rouge had put shoved sometheing sweet into the demon's mouth.

"Chew on it, it'll help calm you down," he instructed as he walked Azel back into the spa chair and sat him down on the comfortable red leather.

"I'm not the one who needs to calm down Rouge," his tone was probably harsher than it should have, but it the vampire either didn't notice or completely ignored it, something he seems to be an expert as.

"Oh would you rather calm me down then?" He asked, leaning close enough for the scent of roses to engulf the demon's senses, "I believe I would enjoy that quite alot," he whispered, cold metallic fingers barely grazing his warm skin, softly tracing letters that Azel was too distracted to put together.

"I…" He found his tongue tied, brain too mushy to focus on forming proper sentences, this seemed to be humorous to his companion who hid his mouth with his hand as his chest rose and fell with rapid silent laughter and Azel quickly swallowed the piece of caramel whole 

"Very well mon cheri, I shall not embarrass you any further," he twirled back to grab something from the table, and something inside Azel missed the man's cold yet strangely warm presence.

It didn't take long for the emperor's face to be buried under a colorful face cream and his eyes blinded with two slices of fresh cucumber. It was like torture, he couldn't even move his feet without disrupting the rose water for God's sake! It's not that he cares about that, but Rouge certainly does, immediately repramanding the demon with a surprisingly authoritarian voice, honed to perfection after decades of raising a child.

Speaking of the devil. He heard a new weirdly pitched voice, "Rouge where is my black suit?"

"It's in the laundry mon soliel," he said with a tired sigh.

"Wha- Why?" The person seemed stunned at the idea that clothes need cleaning, they almost reminded him of his own brother. While he does take care of his clothes now, maybe too much care for Azel's opinion, he used to despise the idea of even folding them as a kid.

Rouge's hands left their place at the demon's temple and he is pretty sure are now on his hips, "Well if you washed them regularly, or washed yourself regularly for that matter, I wouldn't have to go through your piles of clothes as if I'm a sniffer dog, because frankly, even the servants are too terrified to take a single step into the jungle of which you affectionately call a room," he paused to take a breath, "In all seriousness, WHEN was the last time you dusted the place?" He accentuated the 'when'.

"Do you really have to talk like this when there are people around?" Their voice heightened with desperation. 

"I wouldn't have done that if you took care of your area like a normal person would," he sighed, "In all honesty, I'm leagues more embarrassed to have this conversation infront of a… friend."

There was silence for a bit making Azel regret ever accepting this invitation, tightening his grip of the chair handles as the argument inevitably continued. 

"Well what am I supposed to wear now?" There was exhaustion in the voice that he related to on a soulful level.

"Something that isn't black for once, I would very much rather people not ask me whether someone died everyday and I'd have to explain that I simply have a peculiar son."

There was a loud slam before silence took hold of the gigantic room again. Was it this exhausting for people to witness his fights with his own brother?

"I.. deeply apologise for that interruption," he could feel him lean against the chair, "I simply wanted this day to be perfect, but alas, life always has to get in the way, and my idiocity made a surprising appearance as well."

The way the sentence was spoken with such sincere sadness as if he is unaware of how hilarious this comes off making Azel break into an unwanted fit of laughter, one that caused to bend over and hold his aching ribs.

Once he came to, Rouge was standing infront of him, with his hands crossed across his wide chest and one long leg slightly to the side. His face was a mask of faux anger, his brows furrowed and lips pursed tightly, slightly trembling as if he was holding something in.

"I assume you've had enough of humiliating me?" There was no real accusation in his voice, rather a hint of playfulness that seemed to lace most of the vampire's actions.

"You have a wonderful way of humiliating yourself my dear," Azel remarked as he picked up the fallen cucumber slices off his lap.

"I'm… your dear?" The vampire's face was redder than he had ever seen it, his usually half lidded eyes were wide open and his long ears were flicked down as if he had just heard the nastiest of dirty talk.

"Slip of the tongue." He quickly added.

"Ah.." He was silent for a bit, meekly straightening his frilly collar, "I thought so," his face was beginning to fade back to normalcy before he clapped his hands, "Well, this is enough time in the spa, we must move on to the bath."

"To the what?" Azel tried and failed to hide the shock in his voice.

"The bath my dear," he flashed a quick devilish smile, "Unless you intent on keeping your hair covered in oil."

"You would do well in hell," the demon grumbled as he stood up, stepping out of the warm water and into a clean white mat that the host has prepared. 

"Of course you'd like to rule over me, your imperial majesty," Rouge never seemed to take Azel's royal position seriously, always using to tease.

"Talking to you is tiring." He grunted, wobbling slightly as he tried to stand on one leg.

"And yet you keep accepting my invitations." He held out his hand and Azel took it, steadying himself as he dried his feet.

He rolled his eyes, "Back to more important matters," he rolled his ankles a little, "Would you point me to the direction of the baths? Your castle should better be called a maze."

"Point you? Oh no," he waved his hand, "What would the people speak of my hospitality? Unlike you, I have a reputation to keep," he clicked his tongue, "And as your host, I must take care of all of your needs, no matter how tiring that may be to me."

"I refuse to believe that you aren't doing that for self serving purposes," he got no answer as expected, "I have to reluctantly agree, I don't think I have anything to hide anymore." He sighed.

Azel only noticed that they were still holding hands when he was lead through the confusing palace as Rouge expertly manoeuvred around the bustling hallways, not giving the demon even a second to soak in the highly decorated areas before he found himself infront of a stupidity luxurious greek style bath, the smell of roses only amplified by the steam. 

"Well," Rouge said after a while, "What are you waiting for?" He cocks his head to the side, "Do you want me to assist you with removing your clothes?"

[littlemoondarling]

Theodore: tell me about your parents

Angel: I wanna know about your singing life. Do you have a band or perform solo? What instruments do you play (if any)? (More of a question to Moony, what irl music has similar vibes to Angel's?)

Fran: favourite toy/game? :D

Uni and Lucifer: I don't know much about you but are you in love

Timothy: what do you do as a job? (If you have a job)

Honestly I don't have any more ideas on questions so I will throw in 2 charts if that's okay 😅😅don't feel pressured to fill them out. In the second one - choose for example 3 OCs

The answers~~~ (be warned Theo and Angel ramble alot)

Theodore: "My parents huh? My dad was a good person, too good I'd say. You know draling, he used to work as a chef in a local black owned restaurant and he was the one that helped me discover how beautiful cooking can be... You put so much effort into it, so much love that it bleeds into how it tastes! He bought me my first ever lipstick and I've worn the same red shade ever since... I truly miss him. My mother on the other hand.. she destroyed everything I worked for just because she couldn't swallow her own fucking hate..... She was strong too, fought alot I just wish she.. she didn't fight me as hard as she did.. sometimes I wonder what it could have been if I was just.... no no, I'm not gonna get depressed right now! I'll bake you a cake how bout that darling? You like chocolate or vanilla?"

Angel: "Ooh thank you for asking! I started out solo because most people were too freaked out to perform with me hahaha I'm really glad RedMoon took me in, who knew earth was so WEIRD!? Like I had to choose a gender, that's so strange like... why? Why???"

Elliot: "Angie please stay on topic."

Angel: "Yes yes right! Thank you baby! So like in the 70's I was solo but then around 1993 I met my BAAAAABBAAAYYY And he started writing my songs and I mean, you can tell the difference hahahaha! He's an amazing lyricist and then in the 2000's he joined me when I started my band with my other friendos! The only instrument I play is my voice! My style haha... well you have Elliot's deep and artistic lyrics and my very metal, rock style XD" (kinda like måneskin and ghost)

Fran: "I really love chewing toys because my fangs hurt sometimes and it makes me feel better tho I break them alot *sigh*..... if we're talking about video games then I ABSOLUTELY love splatoon!"

Uni: "Love? Oh sweetheart I thought it was love too... we did nearly everything together, not a moment were we separate.. I did everything for him but turns out the bastard couldn't even FEEL love! Ugh! I will end him... I promise."

Lucifer: "I never knew love, never knew how it felt or how it was expressed, I did my best to mimic how it was supposed to be because I saw it made her happy and I wanted her to be happy, she couldn't understand that, she thought I didn't care for her, but I did, I always did."

Timothy: "............ I stream."

Ahmya: "What do you stream exactly?"

Timithy: "... Fuck off."

Thank you so much! And I'm so sorry this was late

[littlemoondarling]

For OTP ask and uh you can choose the ship

3, 12, 19, 24, 36, 44, 56, 66

Who is the least patient? Rouge x Marcel

Definitely and positively Marcel, boy would fight a clock for not going fast enough

Which of the two rolls their eyes the most often? Lucifer x Uni

It's a very close call but Lucifer is the shocking winner! He doesn't do alot of "expressing emotions" but he has to let some of that frustration out and rolling his eyes is the perfect way to do that.

Who gets a little too invested in board games? Rouge x Theodore

Both tbh, they are both very passionate and very competitive, but Theo finds Rouge's attempts at remaining calm and being the bigger person when his face is red and he is clearly on ths brink of flipping ths table much more amusing than whatever the hell they were playing.

Who’s better at dealing with emotional trauma? Ahmya x Timothy

Definitely Ahmya, after countless tries and errors, she managed to find coping mechanisms that work for her, she slips up sometimes of course but tbh anything is better than drinking yourself to oblivion.

Which of the two acts bothered by the other one but secretly enjoys every second of it? Dami x Angel

Dami because tbh being annoyed is part of their identity at this point and Angel does alot of... questionable things, but as long as no boundaries are crossed, it's all good.

Who would confess their love first? Theodore x Silas

Theodore because he used to be a sweet lil guy, this angered Silas tho who wanted to be the "man" in a relationship, and making the first move is traditionally the man's job (he's just a big misogynistic homophobe if you couldn't tell)

Who would survive the longest in the wild? Uni x Alexandria (love introducing new ocs in an obscure ask answer) or Uni x Lucifer

Uni. Forever and always. She is an incredible hunter as well as a trained fighter in both old and new school weapons. She knows how to map out her surroundings and forage for food. She's basically indestructible in the wilderness