Prompt 268
Fright Knight sighs, running a clawed hand through his hair in an attempt to stop the flames from flickering into being. It had been far too long since he had taken a human-ish form. His human-ish form. Ugh. He didn’t exactly care for his human form after so long as a ghost, but needs must he supposed.
Especially with the whole, we’re going to punch a backdoor into the literal daycare part of the Infinite Realms and be surprised when literal toddlers go exploring.
Well, at least it got him off of guard duty for a bit, which was relieving. Not that he didn’t love the darkness, but it got boring in the shadow of his sword for literal centuries with nothing else happening. He was a warrior for Realm’s sake! Borderline an Ancient in both power and age! He wasn’t meant to stay so still for so long.
So while ghostling wrangling wasn’t exactly in his area of expertise, he could definitely gather them back up to the Realms. And deal with the curs who had decided to attack literal babies.
The Daycare area was already understaffed due to just how large it was, and the one in charge of this section had practically sobbed to the Council (In another world they would have been put on hold for a century in line for their concerns, and then more once a Sarcophagus was opened, but they had told the other ghosts in distress, causing others to let them go up in said line) how they were almost certain they had felt at least one core form Outside the realms thanks to the breach.
Which had understandably put everyone at an uproar.
So here he was slipping between shadows to do reconnaissance and take stock of if any Ghostlings had left the city. And gently scruffing those he comes across in exasperation because what are you doing, ghostling? Look at the mess, what would your caretaker say?
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Illustration commission for @comiclz of Charlie in one of her, more interesting dreams 🌈
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Halsin: My precious star. How old were you when you were taken from the light?
Astarion: ugh don’t be so poetic about it dear, I was 40 if you must know.
Halsin: *brain short circuiting knowing as an elf himself they don’t fully mature until they reach 100 in age* … *tenderly hugs him close and strokes his hair* So I’m going to introduce you to this thing called, therapy-
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Oc Frézia for huevember, supposed to be the 3rd hue but, uhmm maybe it's more like the fourth?? It's hard getting these right traditionally for me , there's a just very little difference between hues that are the same color, I'll probably end up with little clusters of pieces in one color rather than a nice transition between hues but ah well! :")
Also I decided to just do these whenever I feel like, specific monthly challenge who
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I’ve seen what’s on your mind. I know it well, a tale as old as time. You’re infatuated with what I represent to you. You'll eventually find something else to obsess over.
At least the view is great. I... appreciate the moment.
(I was at it again, torturing myself with insane amounts of small details. Why do I draw heavily textured or intertwined details on most elf outfits? I just imagine it's something they'd culturally have because of historical and psychological reasons.)
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