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ive had this dude stuck in my head for days his name is Astroleer thes the final boss for Outer Rim, Sans' Dark World
he looks too human tho im...... not sure how to fix that lol, im not great at drawing minster characters.
hes either getting ore hands, more eyes, or both
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I may have gone a little overboard with the MCs dark world outfit........ I wanted a celestial theme. I was originally thinking about a 60's cartoon astronaut girl inspired outfit and then I started thinking about Marilyn Monroe and whimsy goth.........
Also her pin should be a bit higher but whatever I'm not moving it.
Mostly I wanted Sans to have a reason to look at her like she was the entire night sky.
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finally finished the concept art for MC's Dark World outfit
sans is 100% going to lose his shit when i finally get around to writing their first adventure in the dark world. i need to draw her light world outfit because she is not this cute in her regular outfits lol
pov your new employee looks like a celestial goddess amd you werent expecting it
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Sans: damn, you got boobs?
mc: killing you. actively killing you.
sans: via suffocation plz
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I may have gone a little overboard with the MCs dark world outfit........ I wanted a celestial theme. I was originally thinking about a 60's cartoon astronaut girl inspired outfit and then I started thinking about Marilyn Monroe and whimsy goth.........
Also her pin should be a bit higher but whatever I'm not moving it.
Mostly I wanted Sans to have a reason to look at her like she was the entire night sky.
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*squints*
I may have gone a little overboard with the MCs dark world outfit........ I wanted a celestial theme. I was originally thinking about a 60's cartoon astronaut girl inspired outfit and then I started thinking about Marilyn Monroe and whimsy goth.........
Also her pin should be a bit higher but whatever I'm not moving it.
Mostly I wanted Sans to have a reason to look at her like she was the entire night sky.
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mutts first day with player entity purple
safe to say Black wasn't amused.
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mutt vs purple!player entity
not shown: snowball
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Damsel
Summary: “She’s not vile, not to me. I love her, I've always loved her.”
Warnings: End of chapter hints at Charlotte's BPD with how possessive she is over Noah and her anxiety at how that could be perceived by Noah.
Archive Link: Damsel
Index
~ c.2 ~ c.3 ~
Chapter one
Charlotte could hardly contain her excitement as she dragged Noah through the crowds of people, having saved every dollar and dime the past few months to spend at the festival. It was the first time the two of them were able to get together without work getting in the way, and she wasn't going to waste a single second of it. It was strange enough being back in her old hometown, but Noah's presence grounded her, the taller girls hand ice cold and biting against her own, reminding her that what was in the past couldn't hurt her any more now that she was an adult.
Idly, trying to distract herself, she admired the long skirts and the ornate corsets that a lot of the women were wearing, many of them she recognized as natives to Fairbrooks, or Little Sheros as it was more uncommonly known as. Squeezing Noah's hand harder, she looked at the hand painted, hanging wooden signs declaring the names of each shops, laser focused on finding the one she had researched, and obsessed over, and Noah squeezed her hand back, her cold making Charlotte's hand clammy.
"Oh look! There it is!" Charlotte pointed to a pale blue and navy sign, with a little sliver spider web painted in the corner, "Shiyra's Underpinnings and Petticoats!" She turned her head to look at Noah, "Supposedly everything is done by hand, and the majority of it is locally sourced silk, everyone says the quality is absolutely incredible for its pricing. I've been waiting all week for this!"
Noah laughed, her hand practically a cage around Charlotte's now, so she wouldn't lose the shorter girl, "I know, you've been sending me pictures all week. I've never seen you so excited for anything before."
Charlotte rolled her eyes, "You know I've never- Ooooh! Look at that one!" Charlotte shook off Noah's hand and immediately dived into the rows and rows of delicate, lacy chemise's and combinations, going through each one with a sharp eye. She didn't intend to spend all of her money, but she also didn't intend to not spend all of her money. She was feeling greedy for flouncy, flowy skirts, delicate lace lined combinations, and corsets that gave off the illusion of something demure and fragile, but so sturdy, and so… sexy. Stars, everything about historical underthings were just so incredibly sexy to Charlotte.
Noah smiled fondly at her friend as she pulled a pale baby blue romper with a pale greyish pink lacing and silver ribbons off a rack, quickly turning to look at the petticoats, quickly deciding on a nearly navy one with matching lacing at the bottom, before heading straight to one of the working ladies to ask about the corsets in, of course, matching colors. Charlotte was clearly having a blast in the shop, striking up conversation as easy as a river flowing. She typically wasn't one for people-ing, but it warmed Noah's heart to see her in her element, and watched as she disappeared through a door to try on her things as the worker pulled down a corset to size her in.
Noah followed her through the door to a little garden area with two large mirrors, and curtains cutting off three sections as a make-shift dressing room. Noah flushed as she caught a sliver of her friends pale skin through the part of the curtain that didn't close all the way, only to turn beat red and jerk her head to look anywhere but where the salesgirl had completely opened the curtain to help Charlotte with her corset.
"This one looks about your size love," she said, her little wings bouncing as she held up a corset smaller than what Charlotte was expecting, but she couldn't help but fall in love with it, a pale blue, matching the combinations she wore, with pink and silver embroidery that matched close enough to the lacing that it didn't really matter if you didn't look too closely at it, and silver ribbons running through the pink lacing at the top. It was easily one of the most beautiful corsets that Charlotte had ever seen, screaming delicate and feminine in a way that Charlotte felt like she struggled with.
"Oh my Stars, that's so freaking pretty!" Charlotte exclaimed, "And tiny! Are you sure that'll fit me?"
The salesgirl laughed, "That's why we're trying it on first, but the colors match perfectly. It'll look stunning on you! Alright, arms out and face me." Charlotte let the lady manhandle her into the corset, enjoying the pressure and the contact, and placed her hands on the corset to hold it up as she hooked the busk closed, and turned so she could lace her up.
"We lace these up using the bunny ears method, it makes it easier for you to put it on and take it off by yourself." Charlotte gave a surprised grunt and braced her self as the lady began to pull at the lacing, adjusting herself as needed. "Oh, this fits you beautifully, wonderful! And I was right, it looks fantastic on you!"
Charlotte couldn't help but stare at herself in the mirror, never having felt so pretty before, even if it was just the combinations and corset, not even having a full outfit on yet. She caught Noah's eyes in the mirror and turned to grin at her.
"Don't I look so pretty?!" Charlotte struck a pose, laughing.
"Like a little winter Queen." Noah said, her eyes stuck to the little bow at the top of the busk.
"You think I could be a Queen?" Charlotte asked, pulling her skirt over her head and adjusting it to be exactly where she wanted it.
"You're certainly demanding enough." Noah smirked at her.
"Oh shut up!" She waved a dismissive hand at her, rolling her eyes, "I am not!"
"Oh, look at you! This is easily my most favorite part of the job. I love seeing women happy." The salesgirl continued to fuss a bit more with the skirt, "I just love how the whole thing came together, you picked some really good colors out, they compliment you really well. So, the corset holds the weight of the skirt, if you wanted to pile more on top of it, you should be mostly fine. You will feel when it starts getting heavy.
"That's insane. I can't even feel it now," Charlotte said, practically gushing, "I want it all."
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The duo walked out of the store, one a couple hundred dollars short, and infinitely happier.
Noah curled her hand around Charlotte's, "Happy?"
"Very." And she was, truly, genuinely, very happy. Lately it felt like it was getting harder and harder to be happy, not that she was going to tell Noah that, but today, she felt almost normal, it felt good. She was terrified for the other shoe to drop, she knew it was inevitable, and it would suck. Noah was leaving soon, and there was nothing she could do about it, but she was a big girl, she could handle herself.
But she couldn't stop the selfish feeling that she wanted her to stay, and stay forever with her.
She swung their hands, spotting another costume shop she wanted to go in.
Noah was going to go away, and Charlotte had to be happy for her friend chasing her dreams, because at the end of the day, she just wanted her friend to be happy, whether that was with her or not. She could let go.
She would have to.
Tags: @teacupdemon
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