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(OK OK GEEZ!)
[*They peel themselves off of the ground, blinking a bit groggily and staring at their phone, grateful for the weekend]
[*They start booting up their laptop, staring at their other machine as their laptop whirrs to life]
[*…]
[*After a couple moments of consideration, they flick it on and tune the signal]
[*Behop groans and peels themselves off the couch]
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(I don’t know— I just woke up….)
[*They stretch and sit up against the front of the couch]
Lillian finally returned to Malachi’s personal home. The feywild having betrayed her enough to give her a new scar which she very intentionally covered with her shadows.
Preparing for the meeting (read date) she was struck with butterflies of insecurity, a feeling rather foreign to her. She must have tried on fifteen different combinations of dresses she didnt have for the evening.
Still however much time had passed whilst she was in the feywild. An outsider would be forgiven for thinking their first date had been the night before. It reassured Lil in a small odd way despite all she’d heard about Malachi while away.
The things she’d heard were hardly conclusive and quickly outweighed by the reassurance she received sitting across from Malachi. It was easy to forget about her eyes and the prison as a powerful man was busy courting her. It was slightly harder to forget about Arianna, but she could put in the effort to if Malachi kept pressing to take care of her. It almost made her want to reveal her scar to see his reaction if she weren’t so self conscious of the hideous deformity.
It was nice playing like things were normal, like she didn’t know so much, flirting. Maybe it made her desperation to impress him stronger than usual. Something in her subconscious now acutely aware of their age gap as she feigned a level of confidence she hadn’t experientially achieved yet.
Still Lil felt in her wheelhouse something she’d not felt in a long time, an unused muscle she was allowed to finally stretch. Their drinks had been brought some time ago. Hers the sweet not cocktail he really shouldn’t know was exactly what she wanted without knowing it. He had a simple glass of red, ungarnished but enough of a statement in its simplicity.
Malachi was explaining something about being Lord Commander to her. It was something she attended to half out of her usual habit and half out of her want for a sense of stability. Still it was almost performative when she reached across the table bypassing her own glass to grasp his. Some would call it gauche or even brash, but it was calculated Lillian knew how to play this game.
Malachai had gone quiet smirking and raising a brow at her and she couldn’t help some of the colour flushing her cheeks as she held his gaze bringing the glass towards herself. Some people would take the attention as a challenge and maybe some part of her did.
She didn’t particularly like red wine which might be why she didn’t make a show of bringing it to her nose first for the bouquet. Instead very intentionslly turned the glass so she could drink from the same place he had, an indirect kiss, as she brought it to her lips.
To her credit she was able to school her reaction and not gag or sputter as she supped, and the first taste touched her tongue. Not the Cabernet or Bordeaux she expected but blood. Her need to prove herself and impress him reared its head and she drank lightly and held his amused gaze, playing unaffected as she internally struggled. She’d forced herself to drink things she disliked more, she tried to remember.
Finally, she returned the glass to his side of the table grinning. Just a split second of pride at her own performance before becoming sweeter, targeted. She licked her teeth and top lip, conscious not to rush to her own drink and be perceived as chasing the taste away.
“Good?” Malachi asked clearly enjoying their little moment. “Interesting vintage” she answered diplomatically. Lil could handle this part, keeping up the ruse they were both in on now for nothing more than their own little game.
despite all my pippins love if i was a darkner i would definetely be a shadowguy
[He lives!!]
[He’s just been very busy with scripts and whatnot. He’s a busy guy, what can he say?]
[Either way, he thinks he can find time to answer questions and stuff.]
[Since it’s been a second since the last ask, he thought he’d update everyone on how his Christmas went.]
[It SUUUCKED. This is why he prefers Halloween.]
[First off, his Christmas special aired, and it sucked bad. As always. You know how you can tell when you did a bad job at something specifically because everybody is acting like you did great? Yeah. That was what happened. There’s no way anyone actually liked it, considering how soullessly saccharine it all was. Just like every other year.]
[And the fact that he had to write songs? Tenna never has him write songs, so he’s really, REALLY rusty. …Not that he wrote songs before.]
[Second off, Cass and Vega got him socks, right? That’s good. Of course. Except, turns out, they used a fancy new fabric that they had imported. Which seems great. But wanna know what happened? They got stolen! Snatched right up by goodness-knows-who! Cass and Vega plan on getting him another pair, though. He can’t be thankful enough for those two, to be honest.]
[But do you want to know the worst part? A lot of of the Shadowguys were caroling for, like, the WHOOOLE day. They sounded fine, good even, but it got annoying after a while. Like, no water break? Do you guys not get tired?]
[He tried every method at shutting it all out. Noise cancelling headphones, playing different music to drown it out, covering his ears with his pillows… nothing worked.]
[He has respect for the craft, of course; he joined them, once upon a time. But nowadays, he just can’t stand it.]
[But he sometimes wondered if he’d be a little more invested if he had the sheet music on hand. If he remembered what notes to sing along to.. If he sang with them again.]
[But that’s stupid. Why would he join them? Locrian isn’t a Shadowguy.]
[…What? Yeah he is. What is he on about??]
OOC: I wrote this on the 26th of December and just straight up didn’t post it……. idk what’s up with that
what is the shipname for shadowguy x pippins. shadowpins? i want it to relate to russian roulette in some way
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Pronouns: he/him
Instrument voice: glass harmonica
Likes: fire, explosions, lighters, matchboxs, energy drinks
Dislikes: silence, coffee
.based off the glass harmonica the instrument thats rumored to drive people insane and Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky aka the guy who used cannons in his musical piece 1812 Overture
.since his voice is rumored to drive people insane Tenna made his contract a bit different (the things different about his contract are at the bottom)
.he was quite the chatter box before his contract
.works in pyrotechnics
.he doesn’t have a hat anymore because all the hats he was given ended up burnt to a crisp by whatever he was working on
.he is kinda crazy (think of a mixture of Mei Hatsume,King Bumi,Entrapta, and Junk rat)
.hes an insomniac and he drinks way too many energy drinks
.very passionate about his work
.has a flamethrower and molotov cocktails instead of a tommy gun
.collects lighters and matchboxs
.the only reason Tenna hasn’t fired him is because he is the best pyrotechnic the studio has other than that Tenna thinks he’s just as much of a troublemaker as pippinses are
.he’s a pyromaniac and is constantly causing property damage
.loves making strange music with unconventional and dangerous objects
.pippinses love hanging out with him
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Things that are different about his contract than the other shadowguys contracts
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.is not allowed to verbally speak with anyone
.may only communicate via white board and marker
.must be accompanied by a Zapper during work hours to prevent property damage
.is to never be left alone around anything flammable
I want to say sorry if i’m taking to long to post stuf. Im working in the third part of Ralsei’s Dark World but is taking me so long.
Mientras tanto, stikers part 3!
rouxls kaard x shadowguy sprite edit of them holding hands, my first sprite edit but it’s cute :-3
i’m back in the submas building again but with a shadowguy twist bc i am unwell about these two
wish i was like a deltarune shadowguy but instead of saxophone i spoke with electric piano noises. we’re having a conversation and my end is just the sickest riffs and melodies and crunchiest chords you’ve heard in your life on the lil funky and whimsical instrument. you somehow understand exactly what i have told you on a level deeper than words.
this is a normal desire for people to have, i tell myself,
Look. I know none of yoy know WHY the hell i drew her or WHAT tickets or Darker worlds mean because
I have NOT talked about my Deltamike AU here JELDODDJID
But i HAD to post her i HAD TOOOO shes so HOTTTT i cant stop DROOLING about her dont KILL ME
The Shadowguys are my children and the Shadowgals are my WIVES👅👅👅👅👅👅
Anhway yes say hi to her Shadowgals are just. Shadowguys but girls and apart of different worlds entirely
If you like it then i MAY talk abt Deltamike in a future post idk………
Scotty and Soci again
I slightly redesigned Soci to look a bit older because he’s Spamton’s oldest brother
realized i never really posted my deltarune ocs oops
seafoam, mama, and block are all addisons that have different occupations
mal is an addirus, a fan species by marionett woods on tiktok (if she has a tumblr let me know and i’ll tag!)
dani is a shadowguy and is relatively new and less developed than most of the others.
if you’d like to know more about them, feel free to ask!
