#rowan taylor

[emilysoutcasts]

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hi i'm mars!! this is the blog reserved to talk about my ocs so i don't clog my main.

i'm not an artist. at all. so this blog isn't going to be for that (unfortunately).

i'll just post thoughts and shit here. questions welcome.

profiles were posted in slightly incorrect order sobs

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main tag is #emily honningbrew's outcasts

'spinoff' tag is #the elliott cleaver chronicles

character names tagged too. blame a friend of mine (@egret-orchids) for a lot of the names. i'm attached to them now so they aren't changing.

(he gave me the name honningbrew and forgot to mention it was the name of a place in skyrim. i didn't know that for a long time fight me /lh)

profile picture drawn by @theend1shere!

[nehanshikka]

Local fish eating noodles

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Um... i made a new character... their name is Rowan... they are a main character of my story... sorry if i'm sounding stupid is 'cause i feel a bif nervous about posting stuff related to my OCs and such, ksksksksks??? I dunno what to add because people on Tumblr don't know a thing about my characters (which is my fault) so uhhhhhh enjoy them please-

[nehanshikka]

Ah yes, oc lore time

I didn't really liked how this came out but i have to keep active so have this

[nehanshikka]

Imagine changing art style haha... ANYWAYS i kinda tried to have a realistic art style that is cartoony at the same time, opinions are highly appreciated!!

If you're wondering, the characters names are (left to right order):

Rowan (they/them), Crim (she/her), Jeremy (he/him), and Sunbert (he/him, don't mind they/them)!

[nehanshikka]

A lil' drawing of my fish people :)

[emilysoutcasts]

Profiles III - Rowan Taylor

Nina’s elder brother by adoption, named heir to the barony by their father.

Either a philanthropic venture or a bastard son, Rowan was taken from the streets and his prostitute mother at four years old, raised a member of upper-class society and the only constant presence around the estate. Children came and went, but they always had a big brother.

When the manor burned, Rowan became the primary suspect. The fire was too large, too fierce, to be a tragic accident. But he protected his own until the end, and it’s for that reason Nina still lives to seek him out.

[charliesrp]

[text]: pants are optional. ; [text]: i’m sorry, who is this? ; [text]: what time you getting home? ; [text]: don’t need to be a dick about it ; [text]: i can’t tonight, tomorrow? ; [text]: come round to mine and make me ;) ; [text]: wanna grab lunch and a movie? ; [text]: shit shit shit // blows a kiss

[text]: pants are optional.

[to Justin at 7:08 pm] Amore, pants are always optional with you.

[to Justin at 7:08 pm] Not that I would ever complain about that coming from such a beautiful specimen such as yourself. 

[to Justin at 7:09 pm] Bring some snacks, will you? We’re gonna need them ;)

[text]: i’m sorry, who is this?

[to JJ at 11:19 am] I’m not sure if you’re being petty, or if you changed my name on your phone while drunk again.

[to JJ at 11:19 am] Or if someone stole your phone. 

[to JJ at 11:26 am] Just clear it up for me before I go into a detailed monologue here, okay? 

[text]: what time you getting home?

[to Asshole DONT TEXT at 3:52 am] hwat deo you care ?

[to Asshole DONT TEXT at 3.52 am] yoy mightve forgotehnn what ysdou saidthe othegr day buyt i didnt

[to Asshole DONT TEXT at 3:52 am] you don’t give a pshit about m,e right

[to Asshole DONT TEXT at 3:53 am] you know whzat? i do'nt give a siht eithemr.., i don’t.

[to Asshole DONT TEXT at 3:56 am] byou cayn finalyl do whatever the fuck ynou wnat and fuick whoever the fdcuk you wamnt withourt me gettign in the way

[to Asshole DONT TEXT at 3:57 am] ii don’t fucgkni need you

[text]: don’t need to be a dick about it

[to Javier at 10:39 pm] Just taking a leaf out of your book, babe.

[to Javier at 10:40 pm] Look, I’m sorry for snapping. I’m just not in the mood to joke and pretend things are okay right now.

[to Javier at 10:40 pm] I’m tired and I’m annoyed after doing that all day at work and I just need you to be something real. 

[to Javier at 10:41 pm] Just talk to me about something real. 

[to Javier at 10:47 pm] Actually, can you come over? I really want you here.

[text]: i can’t tonight, tomorrow?

[to Jesus at 1:02 pm] :((((

[to Jesus at 1:02 pm] I’m going out with Cass and a couple of her friends tomorrow, remember? It’s her birthday. 

[to Jesus at 1:02 pm] I really doubt you want to be hanging out with us, so.

[to Jesus at 1:03 pm] Although I guess I could skip out on lunch with my parents the next day if I pretend I hooked up with some girl and she won’t leave my apartment. 

[to Jesus at 1:03 pm] It’s time to make sure that’s closet’s nice and boarded up at this point, anyway.

[text]: come round to mine and make me ;)

[to Ysgawyn at 2:23 pm] We both know that making you shut up isn’t my area of expertise, rather the opposite.

[to Ysgawyn at 2:23 pm] I suppose I could come over and leave you nice and speechless. 

[text]: wanna grab lunch and a movie?

[to Amore <3 at 9:28 am] Are you asking me out on a date?

[to Amore <3 at 9:28 am] Are you okay? Did you hit your head? Do you feel feverish? 

[to Amore <3 at 9:28 am] Are you just fucking with me? 

[to Amore <3 at 9:32 am] Because, well… yeah, I do. 

[to Amore <3 at 9:37 am] You know what, I don’t even care if you’re messing with me, because there’s nothing I’d love more than going out with you.

[text]: shit shit shit

[to Jesse at 1:51 am] I told you I’ve been working out.

[to Jesse at 1:51 am] Feeling like the luckiest guy in the planet yet? 

[to Jesse at 1:51 am] Because that’s not even my best angle.

[to Jesse at 1:52 am] You gotta be here to see my best angle; it only works in person. 

[to Jesse at 1:52 am] How’s that sound?