#greymalkin

[osatokun]

Chimera that Charlie saw while traveling in Umbra. He didn't talk to Makin, but was charmed by his calm look and the aura that reminded him a calm ocean. he probably described this chimera for 10000 times to his changelings

[judedeluca]

Greymalkin and Theta dropping some harsh truths about the comic book industry

Commission by @nanigram directly homaging one of the most infamous scenes from Umineko

[hidinginthebackwoods]

OC art done in an expressive style. I had so much fun with this, even if I did spray myself in the face with the hairspray when I tried to fix it 😅

[concerningwolves]

Friendship Goals | oSaS

Icarus peddled backwards, slowly at first and then faster and faster. Running blind, Icarus collided headlong with something in the tunnel outside. She drew back her hand and punched for the flash of face that revealed itself to her in the torchlight. It was only when hot blood and pain hit her knuckles that she realised who the face belonged to.

Greymalkin had one of the old lanterns in his hand, the other one clasped over his bleeding nose. Streams of deep purple sound were coming out of his mouth, understruck with the sharp white-yellow of shock.

“I’m sorry!” Icarus’ hands fluttered desperately, her face wide in horror. Greymalkin nodded in acknowledgement and sank down against the wall next to him, setting the lantern on the floor. He was looking at her if as really seeing her face for the first time; as if he hadn’t seen her before. Icarus shrugged.

And they both grinned.

I swear, these two are the best and their pre-romantic relationship friendship makes me very happy.

[hmratking]

Unexpected Trip, Part 4

(A collaborative rp between @lilthessa​ and myself as the Flea. Thank you for reading.) [Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3]

She nodded slowly, taking a deep breath. "Perhaps you many not. But he has ways to get truth does he not? Does he not know of you now? Where you are? And he will most likely question you.  Even shadows can talk..” Lil sat down fully now on the ground and sighed. "I just.. Don't want you to get in trouble as well...if you go against your job..." Her hands rested in her lap. "And how do you know of such true friends. You better no betray though." She sighed. "Bound in grief, I suppose..”

He nodded. "That he does, I won't lie." He smiled a little. "Unlike the other Ratz, I have more freedom than they do. I even have an apartment in Silvermoon. He isn't aware of this. I make sure I do my work and show up whenever he demands it. That keeps him at bay and anyone speaking against me faces his wrath. I am important to him."

He felt that she didn't trust him and she had every right not to. "I will not get in trouble. And if I did, I would still not speak of you and final death would be welcomed." He turned to look at her. "I will not. And when your grief passes and you are done with me, I will take my leave and leave you alone if you wish it.”

“I don’t want you to leave once my grief goes.” She said softly. “If you can balance between what needs to be done and every so often an ounce of tea. and maybe a cookie. Perhaps I can offer the Rat simply a divination here and there. But not full on.. if that is possible. I need more friends. I would like to be your friend.” She said softly. “But it will have to be proven of course, as anything is. This was a good first step. And as time passes and it proves still be reliable. Then maybe another closer step.”

”I can afford some tea and a cookie here and there." He smiled at her but he was very hesitant about her speaking to the King. "Don't worry about the King. Let me worry about him. “ He turned and reached for his hat. "Whatever it takes, dear Seer, to be in your good graces." He placed the hat on his head and turned to her.

“It must be nice to be important though. to someone. I mean I have my daughter and she is important to me and vice versa. but I mean. someone important whom I could confide in more maters…” She rambled a bit, sighing, playing with a bit of the sand between her fingers.

"You are important. I'm important to a tyrannical crime lord. Not something I would brag about in good company.”

“Can I?” She reached up and took the hat off his head, putting it on hers. It looked sort of silly, oversized. She posed a bit. “What do you think? I think I have a weakness for Fedoras.”  She posed a moment longer, then reached to take the hat off. “Well, don’t betray me..don’t betray my friendship. You saw the fire I could do. There is more..where that came from.”

He looked at her as she placed the hat on her head. A warm smile appeared on his lips and he nodded. “I think you look beautiful.” He stopped any other compliment, figuring it was just the weakness in his heart making him say such things, but true nonetheless.

After a moment she returned the hat back to him with a slightly playful smile. “It looks much better on you anyway.”

When she returned the hat, he smiled and adjusted it on his head. “I’ve had this particular hat for many years. Since I was still alive. It’s a miracle it still looks good.” His smile slowly diminished and he said, ““I will not betray you. Not willingly, and all my efforts will go to not accidentally betraying you either. So you don’t have to threaten me, Seer.”

“It wasn’t really a threat. Just a warning, though.” She added softly. “Testing you a bit, perhaps. Everyone gets it. It’s nothing personal.”

“He glanced at the sea once more. “I suppose I should take you back home now.”

Lil nodded and took a deep breath. “I think that would be wise. Please take me back to Silvermoon City.” She rose and brushed off the sand and placed the hood back over her head.  Taking a deep breath she waited for him to create the portal back. “It’s been fun but both of us have.. jobs to do and I have lost track of time, actually.”

He rose and dusted himself off. As much as he didn't want to leave, she was right. "Yes, ma'am." He turned to begin his spell and he lowered his head, sighing before he began to cast his spell. He crackling of arcane magic swirling before them began and the passage to Silvermoon, into her shop, was open.

He bowed. "After you, my dear Seer.”

She nodded and gathered herself before stepping into the portal and vanishing beyond it.  She stepped out of the summoning area and into her shop once more. When he arrived she bowed to him. “Thank you for this. It was… very nice.”

The Flea stepped into the shop and the portal disappeared. “You’re welcome.” He smiled at her and tipped his hat.

She then spotted the black cat looking up at both of them with his questioning gaze and then they heard his meow. Lil chuckled. "Greymalken, Flea.. I'll go… Feed him a moment." She disappeared into the kitchen area, feeding him some kibble.

When she exited herself for a moment, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He rather enjoyed the day.

Lilthessa then returned and helped the Flea get to the front of the store. " I should let you go then.. Shadows Guide you, Flea.”

He walked to the door and out into the city. “Thank you, dear Seer. Have a beautiful day.” He stepped into the streets and began to whistle softly, as he normally did on this unexpected day.

[concerningwolves]

In Another Life | Part One

[How things might have been, had their group been given another chance, in another life.]

Fingers, trailing over her spine. The words came slowly, in pieces. Icarus tried to ignore them. She pulled the blankets further over her head and jabbed one elbow into the body behind her. For a while, she drifted back into sleep.

But her body was too accustomed to listening. Even as she slid back to her dream her mind registered the tap-code and churned the words out for her, loud and insistent. [You have visitors] Icarus groaned. Soft laughter brushed over the skin of her neck, followed by a kiss and a circle of arms and then the blanket was yanked unceremoniously from under her.

Icarus caught herself before she hit the floor and came up hitting, giving Malkin a slap before she had really taken stock of the situation. He was crouched in front of her with the blankets held in his hands, dressed already and grinning like a mad thing. The collar torc around his neck was one of his best, shined and set with a purple-black stone, matched with anklets and arm bands. So, this was going to be a formal affair. Icarus stared at the bed with longing before pitching forwards into Malkin's arms. He peeled her off.

"Outsiders?" Icarus asked, and resigned herself to her fate.

"They want to see the Witch Queen," Malkin replied, which came as no surprise.

"Then let's give them a witch." Icarus swept her rusted coils back and showed Malkin her teeth.

"With clothes on I hope." Malkin smirked and wriggled his eyebrows far more than the sign required. He dived out of the way as she threw a pillow at him. Icarus tackled him and they rolled across the mattress like a pair of cats, Icarus coming out on top with an archer's strength behind her. Malkin's curls spread across the pillow, and the short clouds of breath-sound coming out of his mouth were coloured with laughter. Then his face settled into something more serious. His hand ran down Icarus' side and came to cup her belly, not even a swell yet, but they both knew.

Or hoped. The difference was unclear to Icarus these days.

Icarus' smile was softer this time. She freed Malkin's other hand so that he could speak.

"You can explain," Malkin said, "Tell them what you are."

"I don't mind being a witch." Icarus sat back on her haunches. Malkin had so many feelings about everything, and at times like these the chasm between Icarus and everyone else became more evident than ever. "I have no feelings about it." She waited with tense breath for the reprimand that would surely come, the barbs of mocking laughter that Malkin could let slip, when he forgot himself; neither came. He just shrugged and lay back on the pillows, starting to say something with slow hands: chase, hunt, pain—

It didn't make much sense. He chewed his lip as he reconsidered.

"As long as it doesn't hurt - get you hurt," Malkin said at last. Icarus smiled in relief. Half a year might have passed since she stumbled into the desert people's valley, but sometimes her childhood would catch up with her.

Malkin leaned in and kissed her forehead, nose, mouth. He understood her. She had to remember that.

[evilhorse]

Cable’s children, indeed…

[evilhorse]

Okay, so let’s start usin’ it!