#revenant 7

[pinkfina]

Abysmal oceans where good girls go to die

[onecrazycarny]

The last of my donation busts for Equality Florida! ^ u ^

These were so much friggin’ fun.

@pinkfina gave me the idea to give these 5 busts she so wonderfully commissioned a theme. I decided to go with time travel shenanigans. That being said, these are not meant to be historically accurate. I gave up on historical accuracy because Carver in a powdered wig was just not working for me xD

I went with a flapper look for Indy, American West for Hannah, 17-18th century masked ball for Carver, Ancient Egypt for Vanessa, and viking for Rayna. Why does Rayna have such impractical armor? Because, she’s a badass vampire who likes looking like a mythological valkyrie. That’s why xD

[pinkfina]

Ray tugged at the sleeves of her pinstripe suit. Her jaw clenched tight. The rest of the Revenant 7 pack all hunched over the note they were writing to Bishop Tiffany. The four vampires already agreed to send it with someone. “A human,” Ray corrected herself mentally. Not someone. Something. Sort of. She'd been trying to separate things in her mind. She was no longer of the human species. A vampire thinking like a human simply would not do. That would be like a wolf operating with the mind of a rabbit: it would belong to no pack, it would not survive. It would die, weak and crazed and alone.

But the mindset changing wasn't an easy process, and it wasn't made easier by things like the walking, breathing, living envelope her pack was sending off to be torn apart. Her gaze moved over them. Blondie, Ness, Indy, Blue. They all knew it. They all knew he would die. And for what? The chance that some ancient little girl, apparently already crazy, would not throw a temper tantrum. This was a waste of life, of potential. Yeah, they were giving the human some cash for the task. Ray wondered if the others ever stopped to think about what he might need the money for. This city- minus the part the pack had only recently entered on the way to Belle Island- was a giant crumbling pile of cement and trash. The man was probably in poverty. Maybe he had his own hungry family to care for. Hell, maybe he wanted the money for booze or drugs. Whatever. He was just trying to survive. Regardless of his intentions, he had his own life, and this situation didn't need to end it. He did not need to die.

But he would. The pack had made that choice, and Ray couldn't offer a solution.

It wasn't remorse that weighed heavy in Ray's unbeating heart, nor was she angry at or disappointed with her packmates. Not really. It was… it was a feeling she'd never felt before, because she'd never had to feel it before. She figured the sensation must come with the new existence. A… frustration of sorts. At so many things. Over her misunderstandings of this nighttime world, of her inability to clearly express herself to others and relate her feelings, and some primal conflict deep within her.

Ray didn't want to watch the human go, but she lifted her eyes too soon. Off he walked into the dark, into of the last night of his short, mortal life. The end. She wasn't human anymore, but she could still feel for that: for the end. Even the Beast felt for that. Anger, fear, panic- it boiled in her. She closed her mirrored eyes, ho’oponopono surfacing in her mind.

I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you. I love you.

"C'mon Raybelline," Hannah's voice drew Rayna's attention away from her thoughts. "Let's see if you learned anything from that card game."

Ray glanced off. "I.. want to be alone for a bit."

[onecrazycarny]

Pros/Cons of dating the boss shadow babe~

Pros

-Serious arm candy (The Stylist does good work)

-She’s always well dressed

-She’ll make sure you’re always well dressed

-Classy date nights

-She’s too busy plotting to rule the world to be clingy

-Need something done? She has a ghoul for that.

-You get VIP access to her curves

-Shadow tentacles are coming soon to a bedroom near you. And hey, if you’re not into that, just think of all the other types of multitasking she’ll be able to do!

-Expansive collection of Kung Fu movies

-Will giddly watch horror movies with you

-Do you have enemies? A boss who refuses to promote you? A nasty co-worker who steals credit for your work? Not anymore.

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Cons

-Emotional intimacy is not on the menu

-You may find yourself doing things on her behalf and wondering how she convinced you to do them

-She has an affinity for terrifying otherworldly shadows

-Weird lack of mirrors in her dwellings

-No cutesy couple selfies

-Will bite and/or get up and dance on the tables if drunk

-Will say “It’s fine” while quietly plotting your demise

-Her tall, blue-haired big bro may dunk you in the harbor

-Her wing-women may stab you, punch you, and/or raise your corpse as a servant

-She might sacrifice you to the Abyss in her pursuit of power

-Undead, blood thirsty monster that kills because it feels good (she’s working on that but still)

[pinkfina]

People Who Can Eat People Are The Luckiest People Alive prompt. *****“In fucking fact ____, the world won’t care whether you live or die.” & “I just handed you a giant load of jibberish.”

“In fucking fact ____, the world won’t care whether you live or die.”

Rayna sat cross legged on a boulder in the forest. Her silvery teal eyes were closed, her unnecessary breathing deep and slow, her expression relaxed. Focused, but relaxed. The morning song of birds filled the wood. Cool fog hung near the forest floor. Everything thrummed with life.Her lashes fluttered at the muffled rustle of brush under boot. It broke the natural noises around her, announcing someone’s approach. She remained still, switching mental gears from meditator to hunter. The footfalls were spaced and careful. Long legs. Two of them. She picked up the hush of a branch caressing denim.“Blue,” Ray greeted, her eyes slipping open a sliver. God, she hoped she was right, otherwise she was going to look like a total dumb ass instead of a bad ass. She turned around, eyes opening fully and landing on Carver standing behind her. Score.“Hey Rocky,” Carver greeted. Ray raised an eyebrow at him, silently inquiring why he’d disturbed her. “You coming in soon?” Ah. This again. Rayna rolled her eyes, turning back around to stare out at the forest.“I have a few more minutes,” she answered.“Yeah. About that. Listen, I know you can sense the sunrise, but you’re making the others nervous by staying outside this close to dawn.”“I’m fine,” Ray replied tartly.“I know you are.” The pack priest squatted down beside her, looking out at the forest as well. A brief silence stretched between the two vampires before Carver spoke again. “Hannah sent me. Ness is getting antsy–”“I’m fine,” she whined stubbornly again. This time Carver frowned. She huffed in irritation. “I’ll be inside in just a few minut–”“No,” Carver’s voice was firm. “I know this is important to you, but the rocks and trees and birds don’t give a shit about you. In fucking fact Rocky, the world won’t care whether you live or die.” Ray blinked at him with wide eyes, taken aback by the sudden hardness in his voice, his words. "But we do. So it’s time to come home.” Rayna felt a lump form in her throat. Carver grabbed her hand with a patient smile and they stood, trekking back to the manor together.

“I just handed you a giant load of jibberish.“

"Uh, Rayna? What are you doing?” Ness stared down at Ray in the bathtub, the Lasombra’s hand still on the shower curtain she’d pulled aside. Only Ray’s head was visible poking out of the heap of flowers floating on the water. There appeared to be some blood splatter on a few petals, the scent of oils was thick in the air, and… was that craft glitter?Ray pouted, embarrassed enough that vitae was wasted on her cheeks flushing a dewy pink color. She sank a few inches lower into the water.“Blondie said t-the other vampires at the fire tonight would be able to smell me because I’m a virgin, so to not be distracting I’d have to do this whole ritual with the bath…”Ness sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose as she called for Hannah down the hallway. The blond vampire came rushing, barging into the bathroom with a giddy grin.“Oh my gawd, you actually did it?!” Hannah laughed. “Darlin’, I was teasin’! I just handed you a giant load of jibberish!”“Dammit, Blondie!” Ray barked as the other two vampires chuckled. “Do you realize how much glitter you told me to use?!”“Like a lil’ forest fairy~” Hannah cooed.

[pinkfina]

10. In clothes they hate.

Behold: the stuff of nightmares.80s asymmetrical prom dress, complete with obnoxious layers of itchy tulle, floofy arms, and matching hair accessory. There’s probably glitter in there. Oh, and heels. Literally torture.Alt dialogue:“Rayna, I’m surprised you know the Argentine tango.”“I don’t, sir. I’m just trying not to step on your legs. Which there are a lot of.”

[pinkfina]

Dialogue prompts! 59, 76, 117for Raybelline. XD

59. “Don’t yell at me.”

“Chin up! Shoulders back!”“Don’t yell at me,” Rayna pleaded in a soft murmur, slumping against the hallway wall momentarily.“Ain’t yellin’, it’s directin’!” shouted the blond haired vampire down the manor’s hall, waving her hand excitedly to motion for Ray to stop using the wall for support. Or, as Hannah called it, cheating. Ray began walking towards her again. The clunk of heels on the old wooden floor was loud, but at least even. Well, all be damned. She was getting better.“See, Rayna? I’ll have you kickin’ in teeth while wearin’ stilettos by dawn.”

76. “You shouldn’t be trusted with small children, should you?”It came out as a soft growl from Rayna. She knelt before the large wolf-dog, the beast’s golden eyes locked onto her own reflective gaze. A moment of tension…He dropped the Cabbage Patch Kid he was using as a chew toy and his tongue lolled out. Ray chuckled and offered her relaxed hand for him to sniff, tilting her head thoughtfully as she admired the creature’s hybrid form. A few whiffs was satisfactory enough for the large canine. She let him nuzzle her hand while she gave his side a few solid pats.“Such a good puppy,” the vampire all but cooed.“Ray,” hissed a hidden pack-mate, “Are you neutralizing the enemy guard dog or making friends with it?”“Same thing,” Ray answered coolly, eyes smiling into the beast’s.

117. “Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”He wasn’t angry as the tiny clump of icy slush hurled the short distance between them and hit his jacketed arm. The snow slid right off his windbreaker. Rayna grinned cheekily while he narrowed his eyes at her as if swearing revenge. Then he cracked a wide smile. The full, deep sound of his laugh filled the air.It had taken her a while to gather that much snow, but it was getting colder the farther along they went. She’d have to actually wear long underwear beneath her windbreaker pants soon, not just her preferred shorts. The two trekked into clearing. The glassy surface of a small mountain lake stretched before them, still and perfect. Ray took a deep breath of the crisp air, letting it out in a content sigh. The lake, the trees, the sky- perfect. Everything was perfect.“Dark soon,” he commented, turning his head up to eye the pale sky above. He turned back to Ray, motioning towards the water. “Wanna set up camp here? Got a nice view to wake up to.”Rayna nodded.“Sure thing, dad.”

[pinkfina]

Jeepers Creepers, where’d Ray get those peepers?

(feeling ‘eh’ on her facial structure in this, but I’m still learning her look)