AAAGHHJ YOUD BE A LIL CLOUD CAT

Darlin’ : “I’m so hungry I could eat Gabriel Shaw.”

David :

hi, i’m wuegh 😧🤯

(“wuh-hhck”, “way”, or “woog”)

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the slowest drawer in all of tumblr. i hardly even post. ever. if you’re reading this i miss yew 🥹

#wueghworks - my art (IM WORKING ON IT.)

#wueghtalks - yapping? idk man

this blog is SFW!! 🙏

currently this blog is just for me to be silly and whimsical so don’t think about it too much. okay? okay. ☝️🤓

(insert portfolio here)

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i no no like this

as much as i hate thinking about it, gavin will eventually outlive the damn crew.

he will watch them go through hardships and he will watch them pass them. he will watch them change through the years and he will watch them stay the same in some aspects.

when all is said and done, he will watch them die.

and he can’t do anything to delay their deaths. they are human. he will hold freelancers hand on their deathbed, watch them smile weakly as they say they love him one last time.

he will visit their graves; freelancer’s, lasko’s, damien’s and huxley’s. he will sit and talk, sometimes he’ll stay standing and silent.

sometimes he wishes he could’ve stopped them. delayed their deaths for just a little longer. just long enough to feel their touches, their hugs — to hear their comforting words, their laughter, their jokes one more time.

but at the end of the day,

he is immortal. and they aren’t.

if people joined that would be so skibidi sigma of them 🤭

(i’m never saying that again)

Reasons why you should join my redacted audios discord server!

We have a super cool moving server icon that shows just how cool we are because yes it’s pleasing to the eyes

We have a channel called “e&e games” and I GET THAT ITS BASICALLY JUST A QUESTION OF THE DAY CHANNEL BUT ITS SUPER COOL AND REDACTED THEMED.

Uhm I mean we kidnapped Echo and now he does server announcements.

AND HERE IS WHAT THE SERVER MEMBERS HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THE SERVER! AND WHY YOU SHOULD JOIN!

SO JOIN US!

Since his official outfit as an student is this, and many people hc him as part of the Ramshackle dorm, should we make it the canon uniform?

I know I will now, he deserves at least this

Grim has the same line pattern in his bow and that's technically the only Ramshackle canon piece of clothing we have

CAN'T stand his ass

WHY…. WHY WHY WHY WOULD YOU

NBC EVENT SPOILERS!!

man i already miss my beautiful dead wife 💔

little things i think about <3

Darlin wearing Sam‘s oversized flannels

Huxley eating his comfort foods

Sam catching himself grinning like an idiot whenever he thinks about the bite

Lasko finding he has to take a sip of water occasionally while talking to Coworker because their gaze makes his whole body shut down

Hush spending hours in libraries reading about humans

David listening to cheesy 2000-2015 pop songs

Hush staring at Doc while they were passed out in the first audio like 0_0

Caelum watching freelancer and keeping them out of danger (just little things like thawing ice so they don‘t slip, etc)

Hush being unable to get the feeling and warmth of Doc‘s hands out of his mind. Finding his stomach fluttering when he thinks about them.

the whole DAMN Crew snuggled up to Damien in winter to stay warm and him just like -_-

Baabe in a different time zone and Asher accidentally spending all night texting them, forgetting he has a security gig tomorrow (inspired by me and bubbler ᵔᴥᵔ)

Huxley‘s moms dancing to Abba in the kitchen making breakfast with baby Hux giggling on the countertop

Milo helping to do Sweetheart‘s hair for the Shaw/Talbot wedding (theyresodomesticandandfuckilovethem)

Guy hyping Honey up like batshit crazy when they simply get their nails done/get a haircut

David‘s absolutely despicable side eye

Baabe‘s LETHAL side eye (im in love with them)

Damien surprising Huxley with installing some fancy shelves in the house to put all his dinosaur figures

The wolves shifting and curling up around their mates in the winter to keep them warm

Caelum and his group of friends having game nights where they play card games, board games, video games

(this has been in my drafts since march 17th >.<)

You see ur redacted listeners as women cause u’re straight . I see most of them as women cause im a FAG and love pretty girls

We are NOT the same

i think about this too often 🥲

Porter & Bright Eyes Thoughts

I thought about this just before I went to sleep and I didn't forget about it when I woke up so I guess I need to write what I'm thinking down

When he'd heard that in 3 short years, the clan had gained three new vampires he wouldn't say he wasn't shocked. It wasn't like William to be rash with turnings but learning that it was Vincent and Sam, and subsequently Sam's new progeny that were the makers? He was intrigued.

Meeting Frederick was a boring affair to Porter, honestly. He was the exact kind of man he could see Samuel turning, bleeding heart that he had... and then there was Bright Eyes. Taciturn, stubborn, difficult Bright Eyes.

Their maker was a freshly turned newborn, they were easily the weakest vampire in the clan. And you'd never know it by looking at them. The turning did nothing to dull a defiant brightness that burned in their irises, in the sharp roll of their eyes. This was someone who would do well as a vampire, provided their clan was giving them the room they needed to be themselves.

And they weren't.

Bright was under constant scrutiny. They were blamed for their death and Frederick's as if they ever could have known what was hiding under Dahlia's facade of normalcy. It was as if they could do nothing right, even three years into their turning.

Porter had no interest in playing as their maker, in being any kind of older brother figure to one of the newest additions to the Solaires. They were out of the bloodlust, they'd been taught the rules and how to behave. It really was only a matter of time until they were fully independent and wouldn't need the intervention of more experienced vampires.

That didn't stop Porter from weaponizing Samuel's clearly bad relationship with his progeny to get under his skin. He'd called Sam a deadbeat dad more than once, even in front of Frederick or any of the other Solaires. He'd grinned and said that even Alexis was shown more grace than Bright.

He tried to ignore that there was a wave of actual anger behind his barbs.

Porter was many things but if anyone tried to call him stupid he would laugh in their face. He saw the forest for the trees, as it were. Bright had become a scapegoat to the Solaires, to Sam. It was easy to blame them because it was their choices that put them in the path of Quinn. And they died for it. Shouldn't that have been punishment enough?

It agitated a familiar sting when he saw the way Bright lingered on the outskirts of their family. William was trying his best with Bright but clearly, there was some bias there... burned by trusting Adam, no doubt. Their relationship with their friend Frederick was fraught. Sam had burned that bridge before he even had a chance to meet Bright in the middle.

By the time he'd returned to Dahlia, the newborns were weaned off of Sam. They'd learned enough to be independent and only need occasional guidance... so Bright had moved as far away from the Solaires as they could while still being in Dahlia... just in the opposite direction of Sam. The lines in the sand had been drawn long before he'd returned home.

Something about the way Bright seemed to hate their new life bothered him but not in the way Vincent had. He had more perspective on Vincent now and maybe that's what was getting under his skin.

Sam was turned when he explicitly asked not to be. That was bad. Vincent was turned when he wasn't able to give consent. That was bad. Bright Eyes was turned when they weren't able to give consent. That was their fault?

Being shortsighted and dangerously stubborn clearly wasn't as much of an issue to their favorite cowboy as Sam liked to pretend it was. Porter learned that quickly when he met Sam's partner... so the wolf was worthy of kindness but the newborn was not. The double standard grated on him.

Bright truly had no one in their corner in the Solaire clan... and before he knew it, he'd stepped up.

It started easily enough. Bright had some pent-up aggression to work out, the kind that Sam would tell them to just bottle up and be quiet. Not Porter. He'd take them out in the forest and they'd spar. He'd let them be as vicious as they needed to be until their tense muscles loosened.

If Alexis or even Sam were making their "harmless" little comments, he'd slide up beside them and show them what true vitriol looked like. He was Wiliam's vampiric hitman, not a young vampire's bodyguard. And yet. And yet seeing any bit of shit being thrown Bright's way pissed him off beyond belief.

Bright could talk about that night to someone who they knew wouldn't judge them. They could talk about their guilt, their frustration, all of it, to someone and know that their abrasiveness wouldn't turn it into an argument. He just listened.

Porter was teaching them the things that Sam wouldn't. They were learning how to love themselves in this new life. Things were different and maybe some of their relationships would never be the same again but they were a Solaire. That name held power and that power would allow them to have fun again.

By virtue of being a Solaire, they had access to quite a bit of money and Porter was willing to show them all the fun ways they could spend it. It wasn't really Bright's thing as much as breaking into abandoned places was but it was nice to get back at the Solaires a little bit, even financially.

(As if William didn't know and didn't have more money than they could ever spend.)

Being under Porter's wing was really bringing life back into Bright. They were happy again, even if it wasn't all the time. They didn't spend as much time alone, they weren't getting into arguments as much because they were spending less and less time around Sam and the others. Frederick was watching the wonderful side of his friend come back, even though it was from a distance.

Instead, they were spending time with Porter and learning what being a vampire was like through his eyes and not Sam's and they found the immortality they faced to be a lot more entertaining.

Porter knew enough about being the outcast to empathize with them. He was well aware of how strong they were and how hard it was for them to hold their tongue for the sake of "peace." So he didn't ask them to. They could be themselves, unapologetically. The clan would handle the fallout whether they like it or not, the same way they did for him.

He would never have imagined himself as a role model for anyone but after meeting Bright Eyes, he couldn't imagine anyone other than him fitting that role for his vampiric sibling. He shuddered at the idea of someone as fiery as Bright trying to model themselves after Vincent.