#oc tag jacket

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Jacket: googles “summer looks for vampires”

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happy sts! my favorite thing to ask this Saturday, it seems, is what type of bird wings a character would have, if they had them? i'm soooo curious about Jacket!

Hello! I let this ask sit until Sunday but happy late Storyteller Saturday! 

Jacket wouldn’t have bird wings, Jacket would have iridescent insect wings! Hopefully that answer isn’t cheating :D 

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“Invite a vampire? Into this home?” Bash said. “I would never.” He threw his arm around Jacket and pulled both of them further into the house.

god I love Bash

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I used this dollmaker to make the MCs from Cat and Cleo's Guide to Cross-Country Liminality!

In order: Cat, Cleo, Holly, Bash, and Jacket!

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OC Interview

tbh I don’t remember who tagged me, because I’ve had this in drafts forever!

Rules: Pick a character from your WIP, and have them answer these 15 questions, then tag 15 people.

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1: What is your full name?

“Jacket Asanbosam.”

2: What does your full name mean?

“I mean...” Jacket tugs at the sleeves of their faded, pastel-pink denim. Their lips go up in a small smile. “And the last name is Dad’s. You know, I never asked why I got his. I guess it was only fair, since Jaya got Mom’s.”

3: What are your other names/nicknames?

“Mom and Dad and Jaya all call me Jackie, but nobody else does. Not even Holly.”

4: What is your gender?

Jacket shrugs.

5: What’s your sexuality?

Jacket shrugs again, this time pulling their shoulders a little higher.

6: Where are you from?

"New York City."

7: How old are you?

“27. I was turned at 22, so for now I can get away with telling the truth and having people believe it, but,” Jacket’s voice quickly dips into sarcasm, “I’m really looking forward to lying about it for the rest of my life starting around 30.”  

8: What is your magic form/what species are you?

“You know, I was born human, so…” Jacket draws out the last word as they gesture vaguely, searching for some way to end their sentence. “I don’t see why I have to say I'm not one anymore.”

9: What does your human form look like?

Making liberal use of air quotes, Jacket says, "Exactly like my 'vampire form', I guess."

10: What’s your aesthetic?

“Like a fashion model adopted the baby of punk rock and goth and then dressed them in pastels.”

11: Who’s your best friend?

“Holly. I’ve known her my whole life.”

12: Would you ever get a piercing/tattoo?

Jacket brushes their long hair to the side to reveal two piercings in both ears. "I'm thinking about adding an industrial on the shaved side," they say. "And I'll get a tattoo if I ever have a good idea for one."

13: When are you happiest?

"When I’ve got the AUX cord and someone asks in the middle of the song, 'Hey, who sings this? I dig it.'"

14: What’s your biggest secret?

"Not something I would tell to a bunch of strangers on the internet."

15: What was your first impression of…?

"Of Holly?" Jacket repeats. "I thought she was the most anal person I'd ever met. I loved her instantly. What other 8-year-old knows exactly what brand of construction paper they want to use for the group book report and exactly which shade of which colour markers they’ll get to match? I knew in that exact second that as long as I was friends with her, I would never have to make another arbitrary decision in my life."

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hello i need to know at least 1 of jackets spells

someone: *asks about my magic system*

me: *sweats nervously*

The truth is I have it very poorly developed since my first draft is more about getting down the basic plots, character arcs, and mood of the story. BUT whatever I end up revising, I will be keeping this elemental spell which is a favourite of Jacket’s and also probably the one they set the couch on fire with back in the day. Just for a little context, this is from when The Gang Tries Necromancy and a roadkill deer reanimates into something that really can’t be considered a deer anymore.

Jacket tipped an elemental vault … in an instant their hands were engulfed in controlled flame. They splayed their fingers out and the fire shot out for the deer’s neck. … 

Jacket shouted something in Realm Speech, and Cleo yelped as her, her sister’s, and Holly’s hands engulfed in fire, too. It felt like cool, thick silk around her palms, an impossibly mild temperature for true flame. 

“Just stick your hands out like this!” Jacket ordered, making a ghost of the motion and sending a small shower of embers with it. As the deer lunged for her, Cat gasped and recoiled, looking away and closing her eyes while throwing her hands forward. She saw a flash of light behind her eyelids as a huge burst of flame came forth and struck the deer between its eyes. 

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this dumb joke I worked way too hard on is 100% canon to CCGCCL just so everyone knows

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“Cleopatra,” one of the three strangers said. Their face was made of sharp angles and although Holly was pale, this stranger was even paler. The long, wavy hair that cascaded down the unshaven side of their head tangled with a slim silver cross earring. They extricated the chain in a way that was somehow both absent and graceful, then shook her hand. “That’s a bit of a name.”

“Are you Bash, or Jacket?” Cleo asked, matching the banterous dry tone. “Because either way, that’s a bit of a name, too.”

The stranger pulled up the second layer of their clothing with a hand gripping each shoulder of fabric. They gave a faint smile with one half of their lips higher than the other. A worn denim jacket, a soft pastel pink, patches sewn across it with careful precision.

Jacket Asanbosam || 27 || they/them  from Cat and Cleo’s Guide to Cross-Country Liminality