"When ah'm nae lookin' for trouble? But, aye, a wee stroll for now. Trouble will find me later."

"Ah can see that, hen. Fancy a walk? Maybe ye can talk tae me aboot what happened and we can have something tae drink as well."

"Sounds like it's been a rough day...? A rough month maybe?"

"Evenin' feralfolk and other cryptids." He's covered in blood... Hah! Not his original shade of red hair, but it doesn't look half as bad.

// i shouldn't say anything but the result looks so GOOD

Also hyperfocused on drawing Rowan for hours, I forgot to have dinner and went to bed late, but hey, worth it. #oc #characterdesign #comicart

// CREDIT ARTISTS OR GET TO FUCK.

"Nah, mate. Nae interested in dealin' with fleas."

YAAAWNS.

"Look up. It's- 𝙎𝙐𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙈𝘼𝙉!"

// the way I don't even know which Char muses I don't follow yet

// colega pero qué manía de dibujar a las chavalas de Marvel con más tetas que cintura, estoy hasta los cojones

▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။‌‌‌‌‌၊|•⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ 𝕋𝐡𝐞 𝔸𝕟𝕕𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝕋𝐡𝐞 𝔸𝕧𝕖𝕟𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝕋𝐡𝐞 𝕄𝐚𝐧 ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။‌‌‌‌‌၊|•⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

🕸️✦•┈๑⋅⋯ 🕷️ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦🕸️ 🕷️| 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐞. 🕸️| 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. 🕷️| 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫-𝐌𝐚𝐧. ✦•𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭.•✦ 🕸️✦•┈๑⋅⋯ 🕷️ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦🕸️

I'm nae in the mood tae kill a werewolf this early. Get that puppy a Kong toy or some shite.

Se le ha pegado el bostezo.

// drawing Rowan again because I'm weak 🥲

—Es café, en realidad.

—Tranquilo, hombre, que no hace nada. Aún bajo la atenta mirada de la bestia trémula, Rowan dejó al dragón en el suelo. —Right, Tinderbox, big lad! El dragón se le quedó mirando unos segundos y se estiró. Empezó a crecer en tamaño, abriendo y cerrando las alas. Al cabo de unos instantes, era +

—Ya somos dos. Le ofrece una petaca, sonriente.

—Tampoco va tan mal.

Tinderbox olisqueó la cerilla y le dio un bocado al extremo que ella le ofrecía. Sacudió la cabecita con saña hasta que la arrancó de sus dedos. —¿Hm? Puedo pedirle que se deje achuchar, si quieres —comentó el bruno.

"I met a few lads who were also home schooled, guess it's more common than ye think." A nod. "I did, we were nae a very numerous group, but, we were enough. I still talk tae them nowdays."

"Ye always kno' how tae seduce me."

As the tall scotsman turned to meet the stranger's eyes, a smirk grew on his face. There was something deranged in the deadly green of his gaze. "Nae at all, my good lad. These bastards were… up tae worse deeds than mine. I was merely tryin' tae convince them tae stop, but, they would nae +

"Ye kno' am always up for a drink, hen. Especially with ye." There was a lazy, rather calming, smirk on his face. It hid a chaotic wit that met and recognised hers.

// I saw the opportunity and grabbed it by the neck

The warlock was covered in it. Red. And the clearing of the forest was now silent. Dreadfully so. Ripley stood there, fingers burning with magic, flickering. Bodies were scattered around on the ground. Their blood seeped into the leaf covered soil.

It did, far from where they were now. "Blood Ink Academy, tae be precise. It was fun as it was traumatic, but what ye gonna do, aye? Cannae complain."

The warlock's green eyes had the shade of death in them, even when he smiled at her question. "I am... It was nae my first plan all those years ago when I first entered the Academy. But life twists us all."

El dragón albino se tumbó en la mano de Rowan y se puso panza arriba. —Ten, dásela —dijo el brujo con una sonrisa, tendiéndole a ella una cerilla—. Le encantan.

"I could, but won't for now. People started callin' me that a while ago and never thought of changin' it."

"My bad, lass" Holding her hands. "Hello, Alisa, how have ye been?"

// se me hace hasta raro rolear en español aquí, holy shit

—Yo hice lo mismo con Tinderbox. Echó la mano al bolsillo y sacó un… dragón pequeño. —No te dejes llevar por su tamaño de bolsillo, va así por comodidad.

"Pleasure tae meet ye, miss Wytch. Ye can call me Grim." Not many in these parts knew that name, fortunately.

Si es tan amable y cariñoso, entonces no le ocurrirá nada. Pat-pat al bichejo, con una sonrisa.

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑙 𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑛- The Son of Satan Arrogant Bastard Big Trident 25+ MVRP

Profundamente de acuerdo.

Eso es un gato grande con tentáculos.

"Proper seat for a proper lady, Mrs. Brit." He smirked. "Who kno's…?"

"Aye', sure, this seat was nae taken."

// my bad, I don't repost pinned posts containing art with no credits, get fucked

I demand another cigarette.

// OMW

Is that like a fae organisation or something?