Your La-nb.

Another Mermaid Melody redraw. I'm really proud of this one actually.

Snippet Fic: Hellish Halloween

(My first fic on this account, something short and sweet I didn't have time to post before halloween ;-;. If y'all want more, just ask)

Premise: Alucard+OC banter

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The library was by far the quietest place in the whole manor, nobody came around here except when scrambling for extra research material they couldn't just find on the internet. This was quite rare nowadays, aside from old manuscripts or books with singular copies that were miraculously preserved in this place. It was peaceful, the only sounds being the turning pages and the soft crackling of the fireplace. 

After long days of looking into rather morbid or occult subjects, I liked to hide away in there, on the couch by the fireplace, reading whatever book caught my eye. Sometimes the books would bore me to sleep, other times I'd be so absorbed that I'd read until the book was over. A small slice of home to me.

There was only ever a slight hiccup, a certain annoyingly curious eldritch man. He visited when he came to inform me of someone else requesting my presence, or just to spout some asinine nonsense about immortality. I respected him in concept, but frankly, I could do without his presence.

So there I was, reading through a book all about oceanic life in the depths of the deepest trenches, while the outside world was only illuminated by the full moon. The only thing to interrupt that comfortable silence was the library door creaking open and a looming presence approaching.

"Why exactly have you come to pester my relaxation today, Alu?" I could practically hear his smirk as he approached without even glancing back at him.

"Miss Alice, do you know what day of the year it is? I think this should be the one day you don't coop yourself up in here." I glanced back at him, raising a tentative eyebrow.

"Its October 31st…surely you don't celebrate halloween" he merely chuckled at my statement.

"I quite like walking through the streets, barely worth a glance to celebrating youths" I could only scoff at him.

"Of course, everyone knows you always look like a halloween horror monster." He stepped closer to me, sitting himself down on the other end of the couch.

"I'll take that as a compliment, coming from someone like you." 

"Whats that supposed to mean?" I said as I set into a glare in his direction.

"Means what ever you want it to mean, Little Miss." 

"Don't call me that."

"Right Right, I'll try my hardest to refrain" he waved his hand in the air as he spoke "hows that new book?"

"Pretty boring and technical…I likely won't finish it."

"Oh well, Seras insisted on pumpkins for carving, if you want to take out some frustration on a helpless gourd."

I set my book down and stood "sure, i'll disembowel a pumpkin." 

He stood as well, and I followed him out of the library and down the hall to the kitchen, where Seras was already eagerly dumping out the guts of a pumpkin into a bowl. 

I barely spoke to him as i carefully removed the top of my own pumpkin, and dug out every bit of guts within.

"What kind of carving are you planning on?" Seras asked inquisitively, ever the chipper one of us.

"Just some 'spooky' stuff, bats, a cat, a moon…nothing particularly difficult" 

I looked over at alucards pumpkin, watching him stab a face into its front without removing a single bit of the insides, orange guts spilling out of its 'mouth' on to the table.

"I don't think that's how it's supposed to be done…" was all I could muster while staring at the sight.

"Doesn't it look far more interesting?"

"Yeah, its about as interesting as a crime scene" that made both vampires in the room give a small snicker.

"Yes, that seems to be true" was all he said, before we continued our tasks without another word.

Eventually, we all had completed our masterpieces,  taking them out to sit on the front porch. Seras, a relatively standard spooky pumpkin, smiling with a row of roundish fangs. Mine, a scene straight out of a classic halloween poster, with bats flying over a forest with a single cat at center stage. Then there was Alucards, a pumpkin with a twisted sharp fanged smile, its guts still spilling out of the cuts, and a noticeable gun carving on the side.

I stared at his creation "its…missing something" I looked up at him, snapping my fingers in realization.

"Need something li-" i swiped his hat, plopping it down on the pumpkin.

"There, now it's perfect." He let out an amused chuckle, ruffling my hair with his hand.

"I'll let it go, just this once." With how his voice darkened a bit, I could assume he wasn't  kidding.

I looked up at him, flashing a smile and a scoff, with no apology in sight.

"Well, I’ll be going on my walk now…do you want to accompany me Miss?" 

I glanced back, Seras seemingly already left to relay tonight's humorous events to Sir Intega.

"Fine, more interesting than deep sea fish."

With that, we set off into that lively dark night, as I rushed to follow his longer strides.

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HEY I HAVE STILL BEEN DOING ART. just nervous to post, so here is my favorite preview of what I have been having fun with in ms paint, lovely magical girls, lovely.

fucken WIMDY 

Laura trying out her new fit in 1995

AU! Alice

mecha magical girl theme go burrrr

hyperfixation kool aid? Nice.

Your Kentucky Derby horse name is:

A symptom of one of your mental illnesses + the last thing you ate

I'll go first: Mood Swings Macaroon

I've been off of my low dose post menopausal testosterone for a month bc the only compounding pharmacy is too far away and I'm too busy and it's fascinating to watch all the health problems that went away on it creep back. It's such solid evidence that yeah, maybe more cis women need T and more cis men need E probably to actually live healthy functional lives but we're so binary and stupid about sex and gender that T is the Man Hormone and E is the Woman Hormone and there's a baseline for cis people??? Insanity. Insane. Absolutely insane.

Off of T, my joint pain is back, my blood pressure is up, I've gained weight, I'm volatile if I don't control myself, I'm constantly an emotional wreck, and I can barely get out of bed. It took me years to get them to let me try T, and they kept arguing that all of those things would get worse ON T. I fucking hate modern medical science modern sex and gender science too bc my queer clinic was shocked to hear all this. Genuinely. They don't get it despite being THE local hormone clinic for queer folks specifically. They don't understand intersex bodies or that maybe our baselines are bullshit on an individual basis. All of modern sex and gender science absolutely ignores the natural sex differences in most people.

How many people get put on the wrong hormone for their wellness? Cis or trans. Because we've assigned hormones to gender. How many cis women deal with worsening body pain and mental issues bc they were put on estrogen when they needed T? Why are we gendering fucking hormones

rkgk Seras in Beatrice's dress

Boss is asleep, cannot stop me from frogposting