#clara carmine

[missorland]

I can’t explain with words how BEAUTIFUL Carmilla is. Damn she had two daughters (if no more because of the Velvette’s theory) and LOOK AT HER. Mommy latina vibes for sure. Those eyes, that face, THAT MESSY HAIR! I don’t know if I want her to be my mother or my mommy (probably the second one tbh)

[meatballsu]

[sirlancevrot]

some sketches

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Of all the theories as to how Carmilla and her daughters found eachother in Hell (adoption, reuniting after they died, one or all three being Hellborn, ect;), I think my personal favorite is the one where Carmilla was either pregnant when she died or later gave birth to a child she miscarried when she was alive.

But whether or not that’s true, one of my favorite crack theories/headcanons about Carmilla being pregnant in Hell is how absolutely weird the other Overlords would be about it- because let’s be real, they would absolutely be weird about it. Maybe supportive and weird, but weird.

Zestial, nervously following Carmilla around: My darling. My own heart. I beg of thou, please, for just a moment.

Carmilla, still stubbornly walking around in her ridiculously sharp shoes: I’M FINE.

Zestial, who’s been trying to get her to sit down or at least change her shoes for over an hour: 0,_0

Rosie, crouched at her side with a glass of something red and questionable: I’m telling you, honey, just try this. It’ll cure that morning sickness in a jiffy.

Carmilla, curled up on her bathroom floor: …it disturbs me that I’m nauseous enough to actually be considering this.

Zestial comes to her rescue and shoos Rosie out to go make her some (GINGER) tea before Carmilla can do something she’ll regret.

Alastor, gazing suspiciously: Why on earth is your abdomen moving like that? Is something trying to break out?

Carmilla, too exhausted to deal with this: That movement is my baby kicking, Alastor.

Alastor: Pardon? You mean to tell me that one can see that on the outside? Eugh.

Carmilla, glaring at him: You are so lucky you’re not worth getting up for.

- Rosie insists on throwing her a baby shower. Vox and Alastor get kicked out for fighting and are forced to put together the IKEA furniture for the nursery as punishment.

- I seriously doubt this lot can build and work an ultrasound machine, so something like this is likely.

Carmilla, slowly coming to after giving birth: Mmmh…?

Rosie, happily bouncing one baby in her arms: Oh good, she’s up! Congratulations, sweetie. You have two beautiful daughters 🥰

Carmilla: ….

Zestial, who’s gently cradling the other: Carmilla…? Is something the matter?

Carmilla: …there’s really two of them. I thought I was hallucinating.

BONUS:

Fun fact- some scientists say cats have sensitive enough hearing that they can hear babies’ heartbeats within their mother’s bodies.

Husk, staring at Carmilla:

Carmilla, who’s still processing that she’s pregnant and hasn’t begun telling anyone else: …is something wrong?

Husk, ears bristling slightly: h o w m a n y h e a r t s d o y o u h a v e ?

[this-hazbin-quoted]

Carmilla: I told the girls I got tea and they asked if it was ‘herbal or verbal’.

Zestial: *snorts*

Clara, from the other room: A LOVING MOTHER WOULD SHARE THE GOSSIP FROM HER WORK WITH HER CHILDREN!

Carmilla: You know most the ‘gossip’ is classified!

Odette: SO? THATS THE BEST KIND

Zestial: They’re right, you know.

Carmilla: Stop encouraging them!

[vannahrt]

Don’t you DARE even LOOK at any of her children.

[starcrossedimps]

We just think they have the most amusing tea times (art collab by both account owners this time)

[helluvabun]

Zestial tries

[thedreamingpiscesfangirl42]

The girls (Odette and Clara) to Zestial: hey we noticed you don't have a last name

The girls: do you want one?

The girls - Hey, can you sign this? *blank piece of paper*

Zestial - Why, of course! ::)

Girls - Hey, Mom, sign this! *another blank piece of paper*

Carmilla - *loves her girls and signs it*

Clara and Odette - Perfect! *forages signatures onto marriage certificate* Congrats, you have a last name now, Zest :D :D

[araminakilla]

Scrambled eggs?

I'm sorry, I don't know that episode. I only know the "Protective & Caring parents" episode

May nothing bad happen to them and their precious children.

[niiwa-angel]

Zestial trying to adopt kids as a way to bond with Carmilla over being a parent but it just gets weirder and weirder.

Zestial: Carmilla, old friend! I hath adopted a son!

Sir Pentious: confused snake noises.

Carmilla: ???

Zestial: he hath some pets too. They shall teach him responsibility! I'm so proud!

The Egg Bois: Hello Ma'am!

~over a century later~

Zestial: Carmilla! I hath adopted another child!

Alastor: I am not a child! I am in my thirties!

Zestial, over four hundred years old: They can do so much at that age 💜

Carmilla: Zestial, he's bitting his own arm.

Alastor, trying to chew off his own arm to get away from this situation: chomp chomp chomp

Zestial, forcing him to not do that: he's a little troubled.

~decades later~

Zestial, knocking on the Carmine's front door.

Odette answers.

Zestial: ahh Odette, my Itsy Bitsy, wouldst thou get thine mother for me?

Odette, wanting to see this shit: MOOOOOMMM Zestial got a new kid!!

Carmilla, grabbing a new bottle of wine and heading to the front door.

Zestial: I found a son!

Husk, passed out drunk in Zestial arms: 😴

Carmilla: what the hell?

Zestial: shhhhh. He's sleeping.

~ years later~

Zestial, knocking on the door. Clara answers and sees him standing there with Vaggie.

Zestial: 😁

Clara: 🙄 MOOOOOMMM! Zestial's here! Got a new kid!

Carmilla, from the kitchen: Tell him I'm not home!

Clara: No, trust me! You're gonna wanna see this one!

Carmilla, cursing in Spanish: what?

Zestial: I found her by the trash!

Vaggie, bleeding out and clinging to consciousness by her finger tips: ugh 😵‍💫

Carmilla:

Zestial:😁

Clara:

Carmilla: well, this is the closest you've come so far. Bring her in.

[tokay-blog]

Idk if you take requests or anything but I would love to see more of your Zestial he's my favorite ☺️ what if one of Carmillas daughters really liked/looked up to him? Surrogate father moment... that's all

They could go to Zestial together for tales and stories, why not х)

[meatballsu]

[vypridae]

Clara: Can you pass the salt?

Carmilla: Can I what?

Clara: Uh.. I said can you pass the salt?

Carmilla: I'm sorry, are you serious right now?

Clara: It's a simple request.

Carmilla: You're eating cereal.

Clara: And?

Carmilla: You don't put salt in cereal.

Clara: I'm a grown ass woman let me live my life.

Carmilla: Yeah, and you're under my roof.

Clara: And I'm over your crap.

Carmilla: Why do you need salt on cereal?!

Clara: Why was Velvettes car in our driveway when you sent me and Odette out to do erands?

Carmilla: *pulls out a shit ton of salt out of nowhere* Here you go kid!

ASHJKASHASJKHASJHAS carmilla avoiding that topic at any costs vs only fueling clara and odette's slowly growing knowledge of What The Hell Their Mother Is Doing With One Of The Vees

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DIHWYF Incorrect Quotes but it's mild Carmine sisters chaos

Because ✨sisters ✨

Clara, staring at newly adopted Vaggie: Um...want a beer?

Odette: She's like...five!

Clara: I DUNNO, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH HER?!

Clara: I'M BREAKING THE WINDOW!

Odette, whispering into her phone: Uh, hi- we locked our baby sister in the car and people are judging us.

Clara, now running around looking for a rock: I SWEAR TO GOD I'M GONNA BREAK IT!

Odette, whirling around: DO NOT BREAK THE WINDOW, YOU'LL GET GLASS ON HER!

Odette: But if you keep making up words, no one will understand you.

Young Vaggie: Clara will. Watch. *tugs on Clara's arm*

Clara: Yeah, squirt?

Vaggie: *complete gibberish*

Clara, immediately playing along: Whoa, are you serious?

Vaggie: *more gibberish*

Clara: I'd never considered that before!

Vaggie: *very serious gibberish*

Clara, patting her head: This changes everything.

Odette, facepalming: You're both crazy.

*Odette, spotting Vaggie trying to sneak out of her bedroom: Oh, not again. Come on, go back to bed before Mamá sees you.

Vaggie: But I don't want to go to bed!

Odette: Too bad, manita.

Vaggie, pouting: Why do I have to go to sleep? Why can't I just stay awake all night?

Odette, sighing and getting up to walk her back bed: Because that's the way the world is.

Vaggie: Well I'm going to make it so that's not how the world is!

Odette, tucking her in: That sounds like a big job. You're gonna need a full night's sleep for that.

Vaggie: Yeah, I will! *triumphantly snuggles in*

Vaggie, ten minutes later: Hey, wait a second-

Vaggie, curled up in front of the fridge: :(

Clara, spotting her: You alright, hermana?

Vaggie, sadly: I just miss Odette**.

Clara, sitting down next to her: Aw, I know.

Vaggie: And the fridge doesn't like me :(

Clara: I...know?

*Odette: Bed. Sleep. Now.

Vaggie, trying to hide behind Clara: But I'm not tired!

Clara: Yeah, 'Dette, she's not tired!

*they're both asleep in Clara's bed in ten minutes later*

Clara, snuggling lil' Vaggie: Big sister's going to drop-kick anyone that touches you 🥰

Odette, without missing a beat: And bigger sister's going to bail big sister out of jail.

Carmilla, cuddling Vaggie after she tripped and fell: I know it's tough, mija. But hey, how many times have you bumped your head or gotten a bruise while you're playing with your sisters?

Vaggie, holding an ice pack on her knee: Um...lots.

Carmilla: Right. And what do they always tell you?

Vaggie: ...don't tell Mamá?

Carmilla, who was fully expecting a different answer: What?!

Clara, who'd walked into the room to check on her little sister: Uh...I'll maybe come back later?

Clara, holding an ice pack to her sister's head: How much do you remember?

Teenage Vaggie, who'd just gotten into her first fight: Just the ambulance ride to the hospital, I think.

Odette: That wasn't an ambulance ride, I drove you.

Vaggie: But I heard sirens?

Clara: That was your girlfriend.

Charlie, clutching the largest teddy bear the hospital sold***: I got nervous!

Charlie, fresh into their relationship: If something happened to Vaggie, I...I couldn't live with myself.

Odette, completely straight faced: You wouldn't have to. Clara and I would kill you.

Vaggie, trying to sneak off with Charlie at a party: Guys, I need your help.

Clara: Oooh, ok. I have an idea.

Odette: Is it a bad idea?

Clara: *darts off in Velvette's direction*

Odette, jumping up to chase after her: CLARA, IS IT A BAD IDEA-****

Vaggie, walking by with a teapot:

Clara: Whatcha doing?

Vaggie: It's for Zestial. I'm planning on making some bad choices tonight and I want him on my side when Mom finds out.

Clara: Oooh, smart. I'll have to remember that.

Odette, not looking up from her laptop: I never realized the forethought that went into raising our mother's blood pressure.

BONUS:

Carmilla, trying to calm Lucifer down after he came to her for advice about Charlie: Look, I've raised three fully functional, well adjusted children and-

Luci, sniffling: You have three kids I don't know about?

Carmilla: ...

BECAUSE I LOVE THEM ALL

Here's a link to the AU!

*these exchanges definitely took place less than an hour apart.

**Odette is fine, she's just on a business trip and her sisters are sad.

***That bear is not for Vaggie. She has a different one for Vaggie. The older Carmines got her that so she would calm the fuck down

****is this a hint as to how Charlie and Vaggie meet? 🤫

[samyiswatching]

felt like drawing Carmilla Carmine’s daughters, I think their designes are really pretty :>

[characters below]