#lord-pon

Some little guy comissions I did for @lord-pon and @handern

More quick sketch commissions! Love doing them!!

Pepe the Gangrel (TIGER MAN!) belongs to @lord-pon

Mariette the Toreador was commissioned by @dapperbasil

Agnes the Tzimisce was commissioned by @insatiablewit

Tertius the Gangrel (BOAR STYLEEE) belongs to @spell-fox

to my muse, Pepe is...

no one in particular || an acquaintance || an unfriendly acquaintance || a friendly acquaintance || a social obligation || a business partner || a friend || a close friend or family || a lover || an enemy || a mentor || a student/"mentoree" || their actual singular soulmate*

if our muses go a while without talking, it's because...

they don't know each other like that || they are comfortable with silence || they are busy || they don't particularly want to talk /neutral || they are dead to each other

my muse wants _____ from your muse

nothing (neutral) || nothing (spiteful) || attention || friendship || an apology || some space || everything they're willing to give || everything they have to give || ??? (unknown) || protection/support || answers || financial compensation

your muse is on my muse's mind...

never || occasionally || often enough || constantly || every waking moment

my muse's interest in your muse

in general: ★★★✰✰

platonically: ★★★✰✰

romantically: ★✰✰✰✰

sexually: ★★★✰✰

analytically: ★★★★✰ (studying them)

hatefully: ★✰✰✰✰

morbidly: ★✰✰✰✰ (studying them like a bug)

[[EDITOR'S NOTES]]

Before her embrace "home" was just the house you're forced to sleep at. It was the place your mama will never return to and the place your papa would rather not be. It was where your baby sister was and also your food and god I hope the nanny doesn't find where I stashed my speed for the weekend...

After she died, home became something more - It was the gang of thinbloods she began to accumulate. It was the responsibility and joy of showing these baby bats the ropes so that they wouldn't have to stumble around back allies and sketchy by-the-hour motel beds like she did. It was the community she was growing without even realizing it. Home became synonymous with family.

But then the Snotbloods died. All of them (pretty much) and she was left alone again without home or family or anything. Home was something she couldn't have. It was a privilege of the living and the powerful dead, but not her... until she felt the thick crimson of Maria Majura's vitae slide down her throat and fill her up.

That was home now. Maria was home. Maria, who sensed BJ's ache for family, used this to her advantage and 'adopted' the girl now called Summer Majura. A regression happened in Beetlejuice's heart. Old wounds held closed with hand-stitched sutures were ripped open and filled.

Summer had a mother again. She had Two! AND SISTERS!

Maria guaranteed that her daughter, even without the bond, would stay forever (?) loyal to her.