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Miles is a shy one but oh so proud of their plants; compliment their hard work and their tail will always show just how happy it makes them.
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The Collar
CW: mentions of abuse, dehumanization, suffocation
Miles quickly understood not to test Miss Agathe’s patience, as she had very little of it. One cry that was deemed a little too loud led to a smacking and no dinner. Trying to disobey Miss Agathe earned a firm spanking. Miles got better at avoiding the punishments, because why get punished when he can just listen?
After all, he’s very good at listening. And obeying. He’s a good thrall, and he just has to listen to Miss Agathe and then he’ll be happy.
A week and a half later, Miss Agathe was wrapping a shiny new dog collar around Miles’ neck, dark brown with a gold buckle. He tried not to squirm as she tightened it, pinching the skin on his neck painfully. It definitely didn’t fit.
“It fits perfectly,” Miss Agathe says, going against Miles’ thoughts, patting the top of Miles’ head. He pouts, taking shallow breaths. “Mannequins don’t need much air, hm?”
“M— Miss,” Miles protested, reaching up to tug on his collar. He really couldn’t breathe now. “Can’t— can’t breathe, can’t— can’t—” He tried to suck in a breath, but his airway was almost closed off. The collar dug into his throat, causing his blood to beat like his heart.
Miss Agathe frowns. “What are you going on about?” She questions in annoyance, bending down so she was face to face with Miles, who kept taking gasping breaths, his face paling. “Are thralls really so fragile?”
Miles felt lightheaded, and Miss Agathe’s red eyes started to lull him to sleep. He slumped forward, eyes glazed, taking more short breaths.
The vampire sighed in frustration. She grabbed Miles by his hair, pulling his head back up. He was barely breathing now, just soft choked gasps, his throat straining against the collar. Miss Agathe loosened the collar a bit, and Miles gasps in relief. The vampire held Miles in one hand, turning his head to the side, and bit down on the exposed part of his neck. Miles inhales again, eyes widening, his body sagging.
Pleasure and bliss bloomed through his body, like his veins were alight with warmth. He sighed in relief, blood rushing to his face.
She drinks from his neck for a few minutes, breaking away as Miles’ eyes start to roll back in his head. She licks the wound and grazes her teeth up Miles’ neck to his ear.
“Is that better, sweet thrall?” She purrs, and Miles slowly nods, eyes still half rolled back in his head. He collapses like a ragdoll and the vampire reaches to the nearby table, grabbing the matching leash and clicking it onto the dog collar. She tugs a bit, and Miles groans, his face flushed and pale from the feeding.
Miss Agathe stands up, looking down at Miles through her glasses, like she was dissecting the sleeping human with her mind. She uses the leash and drags him across the floor to the wall, where a hook stuck out from the wall.
She wrapped the leash around the hook and looked down at Miles again. “I hope you know we’re going to be working tomorrow ,” She says slowly, causing Miles’ eyes to flutter.
The boy trembled from the lack of blood in his body, but nodded. “Yes, Miss,” He slurs out.
Miss Agathe huffs to herself and leaves the room, off to go collect for fabrics. Miles passed out again, his collar glimmering in a way that seemed to whisper enthrallment.
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I made actual human OC’s that’ll appear in ‘a million stars!”
There was a third one but his design turned out so atrocious I had to take him out for now lmao. He’ll be back one day
The entire point of these 2 (3) characters is to remind Eddy of his youth. He runs into these three kids while working at the candy store a few times, and they remind him of his childhood. Each kid even acts like one of the Eds, just to drive the point of nostalgia home even harder.
These two were actually super fun to come up with, I hope the third guy, whose name is Teddy btw, comes to me eventually.
OOC: Miles is just....so cute okay
(Added a lineless version 'cause I thought it looked nice, too)
Heartless: FA | Bsky | Pillowfort
no thoughts, head empty. which oc does that describe?
Thank you Elle, you sent in a bunch of these!
My immediate reaction is Miles, but I mean he’s not dumb it’s just.. the other characters are always always thinking. He might not be.
Haven’t Drawn her in a while, so I decided to.