#celine!dark

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a re-draw of a piece i made in march this year (i think)

this took so damn long but it’s so worth it :D

(here’s a regular version)

(and here’s the og piece)

info is mostly the same as the v1 ref and you can still use the v1 ref if you’d like :]

(regular form)

is a half & half combination of fem and masc form

wears minimal makeup/jewelry

only tips of hair is dyed

nose, fingertips & joints are purple (they are most cold here) (not shown)

has suits tailored to fit this form (not shown)

eyes are colored but not too visible

wears flats as well (not shown)

always wears ring and pin (gifted by will)

can mix and matching

has two alt hair styles

(“celine" form)

eyes are red

wears lipstick

earrings are worn on both ears

joints are red (not shown)

upper eyelashes are red

tends to be more pointed

("damien" form)

eyes are blue

under eyelashes are blue (not shown)

wears studs on both ears

joints are blue (not shown)

tends to be more gentle

(extra stuff)

hair can turn white from the roots when stressed (not shown)

form can become unstable and is unpredictable

when form becomes unstable, it can range from small abnormalities to full on body changes

being unstable for too long can cause blackouts due to the body being put into overdrive and the extreme changes to the body

blackouts can last from a few hours to a whole weeks (could possibly last for a whole month if it gets bad)

genderfluid and intersex, demisexual and demiromantic

uses he/she/they/it interchangeably

tends to fidget with things when stressed (suit, ties, pens, etc)

spine is fucked up


(Oooh good one!) Send me cute prompts!

“Do you think it’s possible that I... might be... pregnant?” 

The question threw Wilford off completely. “What? Pregnant?” He asked, confused. “I didn’t think you could... I mean you’ve told me... You know the whole... being... dead thing...” His voice got quieter as he kept speaking.

Dark looked up at her partner and nodded. “I thought that too, Wil but...” She ran a hand over her stomach, which had gained a tiny, barely noticeable bulge. Aside from the small bump, Dark had also been getting sick more. “I think... I think it’s happened. I think I’m pregnant.”

Wilford’s face was a flurry of emotions, but ultimately it rested on quiet joy and serene excitement. He walked over and held Dark from behind. His hands trailed over her stomach, and he closed his eyes. It would be so nice to have a child with her. To be a dad, watch the little kiddo grow up...

“Does this mean you’ll have an increased sex drive?” He asked with mischievous grin. 

Dark laughed, her laugh light and reminding Wil of twittering birds. “That never ceasing sexual appetite is what got us into this predicament in the first place!”

“I’ll take that as a thank you.” Wilford laughed and kissed her cheek. “A child...”

“Yes, a child...” She nodded. “Do you... are you okay with being a father?”

“More than okay.” He beamed. “I am so excited. I can’t wait to tell everyone!” And just like that he took off.