#iwtv#interview with the vampire#amc tvl#sam reid#jacob anderson
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Brazil
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from Kazakhstan
seen from Germany
seen from Slovakia
seen from United States
seen from Bulgaria
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from China
seen from Germany
seen from Kazakhstan
seen from Malaysia
seen from Singapore
seen from United Kingdom
I put my own OC in Mabel‘s outfit, because despite the fact she‘s a lot more like Bill Cipher, I think Mabel would be her favourite Gravity Falls character.
My Villain OC! He is soooo, so bad. Genuinely awful.
kemma! my friend and i’s beloved traumatised couple <3
lyrics: taste - sabrina carpenter
I had to archive this scene because- jealous Kemma is just…chefs kiss.
This is de-canonised by the way. And giving Nariek a girlfriend/crush. He did have a crush on her as a child, but now they’re just good friends, and he absolutely, one hundred percent did NOT paint her more than Kenric.
That Girl he Once Met in the Woods
[The boy (he's like 13 y/o) sighed as he wandered through the bushes, freezing and looking up before he reached the woods. The woods. His sister had always told him not to go into the woods, and that was a very wise rule. There were wolves in the woods. Big wolves that could tear you limb from limb and turn you inside out and devour your insides. They did seem very interesting, but he was raised well, and you should never break Nara’s rules. There was a red flash coming from the woods out of the side of his eye and he turned to face it. Could wolves be red? Or maybe it was blood… oh no. He didn’t want to die today. He picked up a stick and pointed it in the flash’s direction. There was a rustle. Then just before he could ask-]
Random Female teen’s voice: Who are you?
Boy: You’re- a person?
Random Female teen’s voice: Yeah, what did you think I was? Some sort of fox?
Boy: Uh- no, I thought you were a wolf…
Random Female teen’s voice: You were planning to fight off a wolf with a twig?
Boy: Yes- well no- but-
[The girl comes out of the bush she was hiding in. She picks a twig out of her tightly curled hair. Her red hair bounces as she moves.]
Random female teen: Well are you just going to stare or are you going to say something?
Boy: S-sorry. Wait- were you in the woods?
Random female teen: Well, duh. I live there.
Boy: You- live in the dark woods?!
Random female teen: Yeah? You’re that kid who lives in that creepy haunted house right?
Boy: It’s not- haunted-
Random female teen: It’s not? What’s with the graveyard and creepy purple glows then? And you’re pale as a ghost. Also, are you wearing a suit?
Boy: Yes- it’s classy.
[The girl laughs at this. She’s definitely not classy.]
Boy: Wait- is your coat- wolf fur?!
Random female teen: Yes? I killed it. Makes a warm coat.
Boy: You- killed it?! Wait- you’re not going to kill me are you?
Random female teen: No? Of course not. I could though.
[That was absolutely not at all reassuring. The girl stared at him, seemingly examining him from head to toe.]
Random female teen: Your eyes.
Boy: What about my eyes?
Random female teen: They’re purple.
Boy: So?
Random female teen: You’re weird. That’s cool. What’s your name?
Boy: Um, Nariek. Nariek Nox.
Random female teen: Cool. I’m Elvdana.
Nariek: Nice to meet you, Miss Elvdana.
Elvdana: Don’t call me “Miss” Elvdana.
Nariek: But- it’s polite-
Elvdana: What’s polite?
[Nariek opens his mouth to speak but Elvdana has already moved on. Dropping herself onto a rock she takes out a small sharp rock and begins to carve something onto an arrow she pulls from a thing on her back.]
Elvdana: Sit down.
Nariek: But- on- on the grass?
Elvdana: Yes. Now, sit.
The New Guardians of Childhood (CLOSED)
It was dark. Very dark. Pitch black actually. A chuckle left thin gray lips as slow foreboding steps clicked on the pavement of the empty streets of Burgess. A tall man wearing a cloak of darkness with his hands held casually behind his back passed by a heap of colorful feathers, now all tainted in red. The poor bird, she left her cage at night and now see what's happened to her, or what's left of her. He could also say the same thing about the little rabbit. The little thing put up a brave fight before he tried to make a desperate run to his rabbit hole, but it seemed he didn't make it in time. Ah well, he's heard that a rabbit's foot brought good luck, not like he needed it anymore. Golden eyes flickered from the bloody rabbit foot he held in his long thing fingers to the lump of fur on the sidewalk. He quickly lost interest in the thing before he turned to look ahead, where his real target laid next to a rickety old sleigh. The closer he approached with mockingly slow steps that echoed in the empty streets, the more he can tell that his target wasn't quite died yet like the other. Of course not.
"I guess Chrismas won't be coming this year, what a shame," Pitch said as he circled the last of the brave and ever so mighty guardians. "And there won't be anymore secret visits from the Tooth Fairy, or any sweet dreams from Sandman, and you could say today's the last Easter this world will ever have. But then again, it wasn't much of an Easter, no, not really."
"You won't get away with this Pitch," came the very weak and raspy response. Pitch looked down to see that Old Saint Nick still had a little fight in him, but then again, the old man could barely lift his head from the ground to look him in the eye with those eyes full of "wonder".
"Oh but you see, that's where you're wrong, old friend," Pitch said, dark amusement laced in between his words as the boogy man bent over to pick up the fur cap North wore regularly. He dusted off before he placed the hat back on North's head with the most degrading but highly entertained look plastered on his face. "You see, I've already have." Thin lips curled into a sinister smile that showed all of his sharp, jagged teeth. And before North new it, all that his blue eyes could see was Pitch Black.
