#serifsans

Well. Here goes nothing.

Isfet needed to pick something good for Elliott. Lots of pretty pictures of stuff online but 1) he knew better than to just trust most listings and 2) he really was not interested in having any deliveries made to his apartment. Plus, he just liked to see things in person. No search terms, just seeing something and knowing it was right.

Easier said than done, unfortunately.

Isfet had squeezed himself into plenty of seedy bars, sleazy clubs, snooty events, parties he wasn’t invited to, shops that were clearly just fronts for money laundering... but never a boutique. But it was big, as far as boutiques went, which meant the odds were better that he’d find something here, and the fewer shops he had to look through the better.

The vampire sucked in a breath, and stepped inside.

He wasn’t shabbily dressed, per se, but he was suddenly self-conscious of the faded dye of his turtleneck and the frayed edges of the sleeves of his denim jacket. Hell, self-conscious of the jacket itself. At least his round fake glasses seemed kind of boutique-y, right? ...Right?

Susette never felt so lonely as when she caught the scent of an old, old friend. It lingered strongly outside this ornate little shop called The Baskervilles. Looking in, it was the kind of expensive place she’d be looked at oddly (or suspiciously, but rarely that) if she wasn’t in the correct clothes. But the other volph clearly came in and out of here frequently.

Luckily, Susette had figured out clothing long ago. The better it fit, the more it looked ‘custom tailored.’ With her general attire being far more professional than her preference, she could belong in a store like this. With assurance, she stepped in--

--and found the smells of the place a little overwhelming. Candles, the lingering perfume and cologne from past samples, and unburnt incense mixed with the scents of the people who worked there and had walked through in the past. She completely lost track of the volph trail.

🌸 What are some of their favourite things and why? List as many as you can think of!

Aquí un mini cómic, se que no es muy bueno pero al menos lo intente (llevo algunos días trabajando con esto y creo que ha valido la pena). Y siento por mi horrible letra, sigo sin acostumbrarme a escribir con la tableta

Me gustaría  hacer un preguntas y respuestas a los de Digimostertale, pero por ahora no lo haré, quizás cunado este más segura con esto lo haré, pero...si que responderé las preguntas que me hagáis o mejor dicho intentare responder.

Oh...en un principio no estaba segura de añadirle a Neo el poder de transformarse, pero al final lo hice hehe. Y sobre las manos del murciélago en un principio no iba a tener pero al final cambie de idea ‘:3 lo siento si se llega a ver raro, ademas del que el murciélago me base en un dibujo que encontré hace unos años y dibuje en tradicional, no hace mucho que lo he visto y más el miedo de Serif a los murciélagos...fue eso lo que me hizo hacer este pequeño cómic.

Make me. Create a portrait of me. I would like to observe this.

it’s the GOD OF WAR vs. the DOG OF WAR. old school vs. new school. some kind of class war angle that i sort of lost the plot of but we can WORKSHOP IT.

if you are a promoter or venue manager and want to get in on this SICK SHIT, the FIGHT OF THE EPOCH , send business inquiries to [email protected], or shoot me a dm here on this lovely site!