#nexus uriah

[mr-laveau]

Wabba see a sneak peek at some outfits for the cookout audio to be released tomorrow? Yeah? Well here's something for Uriah and Zachary

Enjoy ;)

[maxpaulll]

Honestly this is just another excuse to look at @mr-laveau's character, Uriah *sobs*

[mr-laveau]

Hi hi hi, yes NeXus endorsed actually because this is really fuckin good AND it dives into these two listener characters (Cher & Sherlock/Owl) extraordinarily well, I'm thoroughly entertained after reading about these versions of the listeners and even if you don't understand the source material, you could read this and get into it, ANYWAYS

GO READ IT, IT'S REALLY GOOD

I got silly goofy again with more NeXus characters. Anyway: Cher & Sherlock character study that got away from me and ended up being just over 2500 words

(the fic can also be found on ao3)

The clock ticked on the wall. There was the occasional shout of laughter from outside the apartment. Cher sat at the table, shoulders rigid, fingers tapping the wood beneath them impatiently. The wood was smooth under their arm, the back of the chair digging into their shoulder blades. They wanted to keep moving. They wanted out of here. They wanted to keep everyone safe.

Cher was dropped off at Alonzo’s and his partner’s place to be babysat, despite what Uriah told them. He said it was for their safety but they felt Uriah didn’t trust them, or that he thought they couldn’t take care of themselves. It was humiliating. Not to mention this was probably putting the lovers out of their way just to be there with them. They did not want to do that to them. Cher was not worth the amount of effort the two vampires were putting into them.

Suddenly, a mug was placed before them, snapping Cher out of their thoughts. Owl, what Cher has taken to calling Alonzo’s partner, took the seat across from them, a matching mug in their hands. They were silent, not looking at Cher. Their fingers stopped tapping. They couldn’t help but analyze the situation, Owl’s body language, the way they kept their eyes on the mug in their hands, the mug that was left suspended between the two of them. But Owl just fucking sat there.

The silence lasted for a few more moments

“It’s just hot chocolate, I’m not trying to kill you,” Owl said, those piercing eyes finally glancing at them. “Thought you might like something to do than just sitting here.”

“Where’s that boyfriend of yours,” Cher asked.

Owl opened their mouth, presumably to quip back, but stopped themselves. “Sleeping. He’s running himself ragged over this case.”

“And you’re okay with that?”

Cher knew that the case Alonzo was running after was connected to them and the magical world. It was dangerous to have him this close. Cher knew that. Uriah knew it. And they were sure Owl knew it too.

“I do what I can,” Owl said with a shrug. They took a sip out of their mug before continuing. “I keep him safe. That’s all I need. But, I came in here to check on you. Not Alonzo.”

“I don’t need to be checked on-”

“I’d beg to differ,” Owl cut them off, leaning forward and resting their elbows on the table. “You’re in a bad situation, in a stranger's house, being watched like you are some flight risk. You sat at this kitchen table the whole time because you couldn’t bring yourself to sit in the living room,” they started counting on their fingers as they continued, to prove their point, “You haven’t asked for food, or water, or even for the damn bathroom. And you’re doing this to yourself because you feel like if you get too comfortable it would put us in danger. That it would undermine the struggle and pain you put yourself and your pack through just to keep them safe. You’re ready to fight, to run, if the moment calls for it.”

The air was still between them. Cher was stunned silent, and Owl was still looking at them. How those eyes of theirs were natural would be beyond them. There was the smallest smirk on Owl’s face. A self-assured, cocky smile, as if they knew they were right before they even spoke.

“Am I close?” Owl asked, voice dipping quieter.

Cher didn’t say anything, but they did drag the steaming mug toward them.

“That’s what I thought,” Owl said, smiling.

“You’re not getting anything out of me,” Cher warned.

“Never said I wanted to,” Owl said. “However, I took the risk of assuming you wouldn’t mind some company.”

“I like being alone.”

Owl scoffed into their drink, “Sure, Cheri.”

“What is that for,” Cher demanded.

“Nothing, nothing,” Owl said, holding their hands up, “pardon me if I think that a wolf likes being alone is a little absurd.”

“It’s not uncommon.”

“I guess not. But seeing you interact with Zachary, coupled with the fact that I know you have a pack, tells me otherwise. You are a protector, Cheri, whether you like it or not.”

Cher huffed, rolling their eyes. “Say what you want. This was needed.”

“Of course it was. Someone came after you, and you didn’t want the pack getting hurt. You haven’t stopped since Washington, and I’m assuming you’re not all too pleased about how long you’ve spent here.”

“What do you know,” Cher said, annoyed.

“More than you give me credit for,” Owl shrugged, but still there was an edge to their tone and Cher could tell that Owl didn’t like their experience undermined. “When will you start accepting that we can hold our own around here?”

“What?”

“You heard me,” Owl said, sipping at their drink.

“What do you mean by that?” Cher asked, painfully clutching the mug, warmth seeping deeper into their bones.

“I mean,” Owl drawled, as if explaining it to a child, fingers messing with the rim of their cup in a bored manner, “Uriah would never have harboured you if he thought you were a genuine threat, no matter how much he says he doesn’t trust you. Whether that be you or whatever storm you’re dragging along with you.”

Cher didn’t answer, curling in on themselves. They still didn’t like being here, especially now that Owl was reading them like an open book. Was this just something that vampires could do? Or were Uriah and Owl special?

Owl sighed, relaxing back in their chair. “Listen, I’m not here to interrogate you,” they said. “I just want to talk.”

“We are talking,” Cher snipped.

“Normal talking,” Owl clarified. “Small talk.”

“Why do you want to talk with me?” Cher asked.

“Honestly? Cause you’re interesting,” Owl said genuinely. “You’re a puzzle that I can’t quite figure out. I want to know what makes you tick, Cheri.”

Cher’s mind flashed through the worst outcomes of this situation. Owl could use this against them, or get something about their pack out of them, putting them in danger. Cher wouldn’t be able to stop them from here if they were to put something together. But, a smaller part of Cher’s brain chastised them for it. What was Owl going to do? They were with Uriah, and he was proving himself to be trustworthy. If something was to go wrong, it wouldn’t be because of them.

Cher took a deep breath, “What do you want to know?”

Owl sat there for a moment, staring at the drink in their hands. “You miss home?”

Cher almost changed the subject. However, their silence drew Owl’s eyes again, and they couldn’t stay quiet with the curiosity that burned behind them. Maybe they understood why Alonzo fell in love with them.

“Greatly,” Cher whispered, “every damn day I’m gone.”

“What do you miss most?”

“My pack.”

Owl chuckled, “Naturally. I don’t know why I asked that. You got a big one?”

Cher shrugged. “One could say that, sure. I never really keep track. We’re already a few generations deep.”

“Damn, that must be hard to manage,” Owl commented.

“It is what it is,” Cher sighed, “most of them aren’t old enough to participate in the logistical side of things.”

“And I thought Zach was a handful,” Owl commented, taking a moment to take a sip of their drink.

“Do you consider him a child?” Cher asked.

“In some ways,” Owl said. “He isn’t terribly young in human years, but he is new to vampirism. I can have adult conversations with him and then have to scold him for something stupid five seconds later.”

Cher chuckled, “Fuck, don’t I know what that’s like.”

“You got ones like that?”

“More than I can count,” Cher groaned. “Love them all to death, but I question how any of them are still alive.”

“I get that.”

“You have anyone other than Zach and Uriah?” Cher asked.

“Lump Alonzo into that group and that’s all I got, in some ways,” Owl shrugged, “the rest of the people I know I wouldn’t consider family the way I do them.”

“You’ve built a nice life with them, huh,” Cher commented, not unkindly.

“I sure have.”

Cher could relate, but they didn’t say that out loud. Owl didn’t need to know their connection to their pack ran that deep. It was bad enough they knew as much as they did.

“Do you want to see some pictures?”

“Pictures?” Cher repeated, confused.

“Of me and Uriah from earlier in our lives,” Owl clarified, “I can let you look through the old photo albums while I update the current one.”

They would let Cher do that? Look at something that, they’d assume, was important to Owl? To them all? One part of Cher felt like they were overstepping something. But, how could they when they were invited to do so? Was it an invitation, or a test? Could they-

“I see smoke coming out of your ears, Cheri,” Owl teased with a chuckle. “I’m asking you if you would like to. This isn’t something you need to overthink. Just a simple yes or no will do.”

“I would like to,” Cher responded, surprising themself.

Owl smiled genuinely. “That’s what I thought. Come with me,” they stood from the table, grabbing their mug before making their way out of the kitchen. Cher hesitated for a moment before following suit.

Owl had placed a few coasters on a side table beside the couch before moving across the room to a fairly full bookshelf. “Feel free to sit anywhere,” they said over their shoulder, fingers running along the spines of the albums.

Cher looked around for a second, taking in their surroundings. There was a couch and a few armchairs that encircled a small coffee table, end tables between the pieces of furniture. Cher hesitantly perched at the edge of the couch, on the side closest to the preset coasters. If anyone looked at them they were sure they’d see the tension that was currently residing in their whole body. However, they didn’t get to think about that much, as Owl was already turning around with two albums and a small decorative box in their hands.

“This one is one of my oldest,” Owl said, holding out the more tattered album. “It’s from a couple of decades ago. It’s not the oldest, but we sure were different people back then. Younger. More naive.”

“More naive?” Cher asked, placing their mug down to take the book from Owl.

“Mhm,” Owl hummed. “You never really stop growing, even as vampires. You learn and experience things you never would have if you were human. Gives you an ongoing update on how you view life around you.”

“How old are you guys?” Cher asked.

“Aw, come on now, Cheri, it’s rude to ask people their age,” Owl teased.

Owl turned back to what they were doing, leaving Cher to slowly flip through the book open on their lap. They saw countless pictures of Owl and Uriah in different locations, smiling their widest and looking happy. The descriptions beneath each gave context as to what was going on. There were a few where one was not as happy as the other, in the wake of a prank that was less than pleasant. Seeing the two of them like this made Cher’s heart squeeze. They missed their family.

They got to a picture of Uriah, his back to the camera, at the edge of a lake. The description didn’t give much away, just revealing when the picture was taken, and Cher turned the book around to show Owl.

“What was going on here?” Cher asked, tapping the picture.

Owl glanced up from their work, smiling when they recognized what they were looking at. “There’s a whole story behind that picture,” they said. “You wanna hear?”

Cher nodded, placing the book back on their lap to pay attention.

That’s how they spent the rest of their night. Listening to Owl tell these stories, fuelled by the pictures that Cher would point out. The silence was comfortable between them in between stories as Owl worked and Cher browsed the pictures. The two of them continue to share drinks, and laughs, and Cher would even offer the occasional story about their pack.

This was comfortable, Cher realized, not sure if they were more spooked or surprised by the fact. Owl genuinely did seem to want to get to know them, despite knowing the time that they would share would be temporary. Cher wondered if Owl felt the same way, or if it was different for them.

Later in the night, when the album updating was done, Cher found themselves relaxed on the couch, enjoying the conversation that they were having with Owl. It had been hours since Uriah dropped them off, but they were okay with that. They liked being with Owl. They were nice and seemed to sense when they were getting skittish about a topic, changing the subject soon after. Cher felt like if they met under different circumstances they would have been fast friends.

There was a noise behind them and Cher tensed immediately, spinning around. Uriah stood behind them, as if he was there the whole time. Cher let out a breath, scowling at the man. “Do you not knock?” they scolded.

“This house is just as much mine as it is theirs,” Uriah said.

“You knew who you left with me, Ry,” Owl commented, the slightest edge to their voice. Cher didn’t expect the vampire to stick up for them. “It is good manners to knock.”

Uriah didn’t answer them, turning back to Cher. “Let’s go,” they said, “we need to get back.”

Cher almost talked back, but stopped themselves, biting their tongue harshly. They got up without a word, brushing past her on their way to the door.

“I will see you later,” Uriah said to Owl.

“Uriah,” Owl stopped him. Their voice dipped quieter as they continued, but Cher could still hear them. “They’re a good person, Uriah. I promise you.”

“I know that,” Uriah said.

“I’m just saying. I know how skittish you’ve been around them. Treating them like a loaded gun.”

“Would you disagree?”

“Yes.”

Cher paused, caught off guard by the sincerity behind the vampire’s voice. Did they mean that?

Uriah was also quiet for a few moments, and Cher believed there was some kind of silent conversation going on between them. “You mean that?”

“Every word,” Owl promised. “Just… just get to know them. You’ll see. You know they won't hurt us already, but they aren’t as dangerous as you make them out to be.”

“I’ll see what happens.”

There was a soft sigh from Owl, and then they said, “Thank you. Have a safe trip, Uriah.”

“I will.”

Uriah was beside them a few moments later, and he seemed to be a bit more relaxed. Uriah opened the door, stepping aside and motioning for them to go through. “After you, mon cheri.”

Cher ducked their head as they passed by, face heating up at Uriah’s eyes boring into them.

“Did you enjoy yourself?” Uriah asked when they were alone.

“Something like that,” Cher replied, not looking at him.

[penncilkid]

HELLO EVERYONE!

I'm evil and beating Veau to this announcement because I'm too excited to wait buuuuuut NeXus/Mr. Laveau (the channel) has OFFICIALLY PASSED 1K SUBSCRIBERS!!! 🎉

I could not be more proud of Veau, he is an incredible VA, writer, and artist, and this milestone is more than deserved (/pos). If you've never checked out one of their videos, I highly recommend. You won't be disappointed and you'll be supporting a smaller creator along the way!

As a means of putting more eyes on the channel too, here's some art I did recently of one of the speakers, Asteroth:

@mr-laveau Congratulations once more, I hope you have an amazing day and you look forward to all the many more milestones to come /pos

[askbittyerror]

Wedding rp part one, the wedding itself

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 The room, stretching several fields wide, seems centered entirely around two vast trees. Both are sprung from a single root-stock, male ginkgos with crowns brushing against sparkling crystals far above, their peculiar leaf shape casting odd shadows into the darkness below. A small cabin hides beneath it's branches. Clovers and soft grass beds stretch around it. The sound of crickets and nightbirds can be heard... Around in the distance, on all sides, stone walls blend neatly into the 'night,' giving impression of even greater distance, while above, crystal stars intersect with illusionary ones, and the sense of a night sky is almost perfect. Movement by the roots... It's time.

JusticeMom09/26/2020 Dragon walks in looking over everything one more time. Everything has been triple checked the timeline shielded the food sitting ready the cake... perfect. it was time with a deep breath they move to their place. time to see their lover married

Mila09/26/2020 A portal forms, of which first two skeletons walk out. Another skeleton comes out slithering. An error like one who has a fancy jacket and has made an effort to make their wins look pretty but that’s about it, a tired goop looking skeleton with a very strong aura who wears a suit and a lamia skeleton who also wears a suit! After that, another person wearing a suit. A baby in her arms who is wearing a baby onesie with ‘cute smol’ written on it and stripes. These people sit down somewhere, all on Bells’ side of course. Elio, Alun, PB, MV and Nexus are all there for them. Even if PB isn’t technically family yet

salty darkness09/26/2020 Paint swirls around, twisting and bubbling, staining the grass like someone took a giant paintbrush and dotted the land with splotches of ink and magic. A winged, familiar shape rises up from out of the puddle, and someone steps out, dressed rather hastily in a simple gray suit, a giggling baby guardian in his arms.

Nintendo glances over the area, then narrows his eyes at the dual trees, walking over and sitting down near the back.

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 Bells is sitting by the enormous roots, somewhat nervously. Trying not to pick at the hem of their sparkly suit/dress thing, with what seems almost like a cloak of living stars, and a circlet of sparkling blue, with apples and bells. The small snakelings are curled up close by, resting sleepy eyes, while Raine hops about eagerly, waiting for the fun to begin. Eden is a bit more wary. As always.

Candy09/26/2020 Candy appears in a shower of sparkles, they're wearing a simple blue dress fading to purple at the bottom and a black string belt. They go sit down on Bells's side close to MV

JusticeMom09/26/2020 {Dream lands in the timeline as he always does. He might be a bit of a show off but don't quote the mun on that. He walks in looking around the space and the growing crowd of people. His baby Togepi giggles and flails excited to be around people! Dream has yet to get a Pokeball. He smiles seeing and recognizing many but he is quick to walk over to Ink sitting down next to him and kissing him}

being shy are you?

{The tease}

{Nearby in the shadows they seem to grow and churn as another wave of negativity washes into the room. Erebus, looking like he always does, dressed well with a cocky air to him leans against the wall staying out of the way. He was going to be here even if the resident goop disagreed}

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 Uriah alights in one of the branches, and promptly sits, and watches. The skelegoat bitty look like he's considering going back for popcorn, because this is going to be interesting. Phantom wings shift like wisping shadows as he settles them to his back, and the tearstains of gold, and ribbons of faded corruption stained bone, are barely visible. He adjusts his glasses, and waits.

salty darkness09/26/2020 Two groups arrive at the same time, albiet on different sides of the fields. On one, a skeleton dressed in a sparkling, decorated labcoat steps out of seemingly nowhere, holding a trembling Hood's hand. Sci walks up to where Bells is sitting, giving a little wave hello. Hood sits down a little ways away from the rest of the people there, his children curled up and seated around him. On the other side, Lark skips out of... seemingly nowhere, actually. How the hell did he get here? Who knows. He grins, adjusting his bright blue suit as he sits down beside Nintendo, ignoring the inkling's hissed protests and insults. Nintendo himself gives an uncharacteristic squeak, a rainbow blush glowing on his skull at the kiss from his boyfriend. He doesn't say anything, folding his wings around himself and generally being a flustered mess.(edited)

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 Blue, arriving with an expression of surprise, clearly isn't sure where they are, or how they got here- but the sight of Dragon, Bells, and... well, other decidedly familiar, if distinctly unique, profiles, offers some comfort. It's just as well the tower feels so different now, they really have no idea where they are... even if there is a faint, nagging sense of familiarity. For now, they duck beneath some of the larger roots, not yet ready to size up and face- all this.(edited)

feather bean💙09/26/2020 a feather happily apears with a much poofy purple Dress on that a bit to big and they almost Trip in it a few times but they still happily sit down near bells.

Askbittyerror09/26/2020 A rip in reality opens and two tall Paladins step out, the shorter of the two looking around curiously in his black suit, gold filigree climbing up the side of the jacket. The taller by a significant margin, clad in a russet dress shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows, little black moths embroidered on the cuffs, and dark slacks, briefly surveys the room then herds Huitzi, as well as the family of bitties he carries, to the back row, encouraging him to sit and standing just behind, arms crossed, ever watchful.

Magnus climbs up to Huitzi’s head and looks around for his mate, waving excitedly once he spots them, absolutely beaming. Paladin sits comfortably on the large Paladin’s shoulder, content with his own vantage point and the corrupted Nightmares scale Huitzi’s wings, taking in the sights and looking for their niblings/grandchildren. Gold and Beryl sit in Huitzi’s breast pocket and Fresh hides inside his jacket, peeking out every now and then.

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 Spotting the tall dream bitties, Blue immediately teleports to them, clinging to... anyone they can reach, honestly. This is fine.

salty darkness09/26/2020 The darkness curls around, and a goopy skeleton walks out of the darkness, stars covering his suit like an erie reflection of the night sky. A little ways away, Greylu's group of ragtag idiots take their seats, as one does.

He watches the fields for a moment, staring at Juice with a single bright blue eye... then his gaze moves to the two giant paladin bitties, and he takes a step back, glancing around for his beloved. Greylu walks over to the trees, Mea hopping along behind him. He bends down, pressing a kiss against Bells' mouth, onlookers be damned. "Alright then. Are you ready?"

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 Their features brighten on seeing their beloved, and a relieved, rumbly purr greets his kiss. "Yes, yes, yes... so much yes." The lich reaches for his hand, squeezing softly as they stand.

Raine giggles, tackling Mea without any further ado, squeaking happily about 'da and non getsing marry!'

"...also, no stabbing the very small winged Fresh that's my guest. it's a surefire way for a really bad start to our honeymoon." This said though, they kiss him again, whispering, with a smile, "let's do this, beloved."

Askbittyerror09/26/2020 Magnus hugs his mate and gives them a quick kiss and a nuzzle, sitting down on Huitzi's head with them in his arms to watch their bab be wed.

feather bean💙09/26/2020 feather waves at the new people that arived "hi-"

salty darkness09/26/2020 Sci and Greylu exchange a glance. Greylu steps back, stray tendrils folding into the star-speckled goop as he stands, taking Bells' arms by the wrists, eyelight shaped like a heart. Mea hops around, giggling and squeaking back.

Sci clears his throat, taking a breath in, then out, then repeating that a few times. "Ahem. Quiet, please. That means you, Mea." The smol does so, albiet slightly grumpily. "Alright." his voice grows louder, so everyone gathered can hear. "We are all gathered here today to witness and honor the marriage of Bells and Greylu, last names currently pending. This has been a long time coming, and I'm glad to see everything finally come to fruition."

The scientist turns to Greylu. "Do you take Bells as your spouse for as long as the both of you live, or until otherwise desired?"

The goop nods without even hesitating. "Yes. I do."

"Alright. Bells? Do you take Greylu as your husband, also for as long as you both live- or it is otherwise desired?"

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 "for as long as I exist, I want him by my side." they agree, gaze soft as they consider their starlit beloved... before pausing, and adding, a bit blushed. "that's uh, that's a yes. I do." they clarify, giving Sci a sheepish smile. they didn't technically 'live?' but, yes.

"...my forever." they agree, gaze returning to Greylu, a tenderness there that was unmistakable. "ours."

salty darkness09/26/2020 Sci mutters something about stealing most of that sentence off straight out of a book, so don't complain to him about these things.

Then he hums, clearing his throat before speaking once more. "Alright then. If anyone has any objections, speak now or forever hold your peace."

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 "..." Bells says nothing, waiting. But something in their manner suggests, just for one moment, that they are ready to throw down if someone objects at this point.

Mila09/26/2020 Elio, Alun, PB, MV and Nexus stay quiet- no objections, even if Alun is not happy with Greylu now being a father of theirs technically. They’d never deny Bells happiness

Candy09/26/2020 no objections here

JusticeMom09/26/2020 {The two guardian's watch not faltering. They will not be speaking up this day or the next. This was as it should be}

Askbittyerror09/26/2020 The bitties are also ready to attack if anyone tries. Fresh may even attempt to get some noms in.

feather bean💙09/26/2020 there are No objections from feather

salty darkness09/26/2020 Nintendo just rolls his eyes, while Archer babbles and giggles in oblivious excitement. They have no idea what's going on, but it seems important! Lark just watches. He doesn't seem to object either. Hood does the same.

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 Uriah is quietly chewing on a crabapple, just out of sight. Where did he get it? Who knows? Either way, no objection from him...

...or from Blue, who watches with their own fiance, half dreaming of future weddings to come.

JusticeMom09/26/2020 Dragon too has nothing to say. It has already been said. Though reminders to Greylu that his ass was theirs if they do anything to Bells will be given sooner rather than later. it seems everyone agrees?

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 ...Bells seems to relax, as no objection comes.

salty darkness09/26/2020 Sci waits for a few more moments. Greylu lets out a small sigh of relief, a few more stars alighting on his cheeks, glowing softly in the dim light.

"Alright. Now that we have that out of the way..."

He reaches in his pocket, tugging out the black goldstone rings. The scientist takes Bells' hand, sliding one of the rings onto their... well, ring finger, then doing the same for Greylu. He smiles, a glimmer of happiness shimmering in his eyelights beneath the jade-stained glass.

"I now pronounce you two finally fucking married newly weds. You may kiss, uh... eachother."

Greylu does.

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 Bells kisses him back, snagging the king of darkness lightly by the lapels as they do, to pull him nearer. Deep, reverberating rumbles of happy can be heard, as they finally release the kiss, still smiling.

"...mine~" they whisper, very very softly. "I love you~"

salty darkness09/26/2020 Greylu wraps his arms around Bells' shoulders, pressing back into the kiss. Tendrils curl around them, hugging and squeezing with all his might.

"Mine..." when they finally pull away, his eyelight has turned into a star. "I love you too~"

Mila09/26/2020 MV, PB, Alun and Elio all clap! Lots of clapping!

Candy09/26/2020 cheers for newlywed couple. Yay [4:36 PM] then remembers quietly

feather bean💙09/26/2020 much Cheers from feather

Candy09/26/2020 still cheers [4:37 PM] Also claps

Askbittyerror09/26/2020 The bitties do in fact go highly nuts, lots of surprisingly loud cheers and whoops and one big CONGRATULATIONS from Huitzi. Flare inhales, taking in the collective joy.

salty darkness09/26/2020 Nintendo claps a little bit. Lark claps as loud as he can, considering the fact that he has a lame right arm. Archer looks overjoyed. Hood closes his eyes, giving a single clap. He might also be absorbing the positivity, albiet probably not to the same extent as Flare.

JusticeMom09/26/2020 Dragon sits and smiles quietly. everyone was so overjoyed for this day. they just give the guardian a single respectful nod before clapping gently as well

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 Raine claps, jumping up and down, pure excitement in her laughter. On the third jump, brilliant wings of sunset seem to spring forth from her back, a golden light above fading to red, and finally deepening into night and starlight. "Is marrieds!!"

Eden looks taken aback, giving his sibling an odd look, before the huffing, and returning his attention to his sleeping snake sibs.

...he may be purring. tsundere child.

with-bells-upon09/26/2020 Bells takes their husband's hand... husband's, and just squeezes it, before turning to pass their gaze across the room. They smile at their bitty family- Blue waves- and Bells' gaze falters slightly at the sight of Erebus. They'd need to talk to him later. But for now? "-cmon," they urge Greylu gently, "time for celebration to begin!"(edited) [4:56 PM] ...they tug him gently towards the festivities...

salty darkness09/26/2020 Greylu squeezes back, and for a long moment, he doesn't take his eyes off of Bells, just... quietly admiring them. Then he hums, glancing out towards the crowd. He stares at Juice once more... and notices Erebus, barely restraining a small growl. Then Bells tugs on his arm, and he blinks, nodding his head. "Alright. Celebration it is."

[royallyprincesslilly]

Lee how’s the ankle and my favorite characters Vixen, Nexus, Uriah (I know different story) and Chris doing?

Hey boo,

It’s doing a lot better. Thank you for asking. 

Vix & Chris are in their “finally got some bubble”

Nexus is in her “I’ve been getting some bubble”

Uriah & Chris are in the “marriage is hard bubble”

How are you? @toniilaney

[mr-laveau]

Designs for Uriah and Zachary, the vampire parent-child duo from my series NeXus

[mr-laveau]

Not all Vampires are messy eaters but Uriah most certainly is when it comes to his Cher

[mr-laveau]

🍎 Audio Announcement 🍎

Eyo NeXus listeners! We have a new audio available to listen for my audio rp series, NeXus! We're with Uriah again and this time, his bestie Sherlock is listening and boy is there some shit to hear in this one. Here it hear!

[mr-laveau]

Actually I can't spoil what happens in NeXus but I can talk about what my plans for character relationships are once they're not spoilers (the imaginary lawyers in my head are reminding me of the fake NDA I have signed with myself)

Uriah and Cher are very much "you came?"/"you called" for each other, it's one built on mutual kindness and respect for each other that they keep naturally building on top of that leads to their relationship blossoming, the most I really wanna ever get across is that these are two very hurt and mistrusting people who choose to show kindness to each other and it creates a relationship where they both trust each other and want what's best for the other while denying themselves happiness, luckily one has the other's back.

Hot Shot's core thing about their relationships is how quickly they run into them based on the surface level appearance of what the person they're interested in looks like and that really is a lot of what it's like to date in college. You go for people who look like they're your type and feel like they could make you happy but you're both still young and there's so much to learn about each other and so much growing up you have to do. With hot shot and their boys, it's really about learning to see past the surface level and understanding that you have to let people grow and relationships like that require a lot of patience to grow with each other as people.

Joseph and Rascal is a fun relationship to me because it's essentially two free spirits who decided to be free together, they're both very independent people and can go for periods of time without each other but they also like each other's company, they like being around one another and are both people who love each other as partners and friends. Is this one of the least expanded upon relationships I have? Yes. Do I love them for being my first poly couple. Also yes so I will just talk about them

[mr-laveau]

Compiling it all here but here's all the current NeXus Extras that have come out so far with Uriah, Khaleed and Oscar respectively!

Wanna see more? Check out my channel!

Wanna join the conversation? Check out the NeXus discord!

[mr-laveau]

🍎 Audio Announcement 🍎

Eyo NeXus listeners!

We have a new audio available to listen for my audio RP series, NeXus! We're heading back to New Orleans to spend some time with Uriah the shady vampire and share a nice meal! Check out how it goes!

Tags: [vampire speaker] [Uriah starts warming up to Cher] [Strangers to Friends to Lovers] [Vampire lore drop] [Don't ask Uriah her age] [Yes, the VA did research how to make New Orleans Red Beans and Rice and edited that in-ONLY TO HAVE TO CUT MOST OF IT OUT IN THE FINAL PRODUCT(I'm fine I'm totally fine/j)] [Learning a little more about Uriah] [character mentions]

[mr-laveau]

Hello! I was re-listening to Uriah’s first audio and when he was introducing themselves they said “Uriah. Just Uriah…. Well, I ain’t belong to no one so I don’t got one.”

We’re they talking about a last name? And when he said I ain’t belong to no one was he talking about marriage? Because if they were then was I wrong about Sherlock and Uriah being married or did they say that as a way to protect them?

Ooooh you brought up one of my favourite lines! I love it mostly because no one knows how much lore there is in that one but it's mostly in reference to her last name. In the time Uriah was born, last names were often indicative of which family you belonged to or for some people (women & poc) who you belonged to, and Uriah not carrying a last name is their way of saying he has both no family and no one he's beholden to.

At the time, Cher wasn't familiar with the fact that Uriah and Sherlock are together as most people don't actually know this (Uriah's doing as he intentionally doesn't tell people who he's connected to).

Thanks for the ask and I hope that clears things up!

[mr-laveau]

More questions! Yipeeeee

(These are all about Sherlock, Uriah, and Alonzo because they may or may not be my favorites)

1. Did Sherlock tell Uriah that they asked out Alonzo? If they did how did she react to that?

2. How did Sherlock and Uriah meet?

3. Did Sherlock and Uriah date before getting married?

4. Why did Sherlock and Uriah marry each other? Because they love each other or for convenience?

5. What the hell was Sherlock doing at the crime scene they asked out Alonzo?

Have a good rest of your day/night! :]

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heyo, been some time but I'm happy to answer some NeXus asks!

Sherlock definitely did, I suppose Uriah thought it wasn't going to go anywhere at first given the nature of how Sherlock asked them out but he stands cotrected.

I would love to tell you how they met but we gotta get through a cookout first and spill out some TEA.

Well-no? The way they got married was by a means of convenience to each other before they started to date and get to know each other better but I can say for sure that Uriah has always been the spouse who would kill for her other half.

It was for convenience at first but then love later, it was a different time for them both but they made it work and were at least managing it.

The crime scene just so happened to be the one where Zachary was turned so they were overlooking somethings and making a distraction so Uriah could work things out and help Zachary.

[mr-laveau]

👁️ Audio Announcement 👁️

Eyo NeXus listeners!

We have a new audio available to listen for my audiorp series, NeXus! We're picking up with the listener "Liege" as we break out a new character and introduce you all to our first seer! Listen and enjoy here!

Tags: Tags: [Seer speaker] [Speaker is a felon] [Reluctant Allies] [New Character drop] [Liege is at it again] [A caribbean voice actor keeps trying accents despite never having lived anywhere else] [Priest makes an appearance] [Detector and Telepath lore]

[agentplutonium]

I actually will back you up on this because I can go ON about Nexus. The Blood Moon series has been on my mind most recently, because *gestures to PK's points* yeah. You def won't regret it if you check it out cause the characters are literally so lovable and so shakeable. It gives just enough of a mystery vibe for you Sweetheart kinnies to get hooked (*cough* how I got hooked *cough*) and there's a little something for everyone in there.

Anyway. if you don't check it out I have to legally detain you actually. put you in a box and shake you until you listen. (/j)

Howdy friends and foes alike, you interested in getting into a new audio rp series? Well I have just the thing for you!

NeXus (created by @mr-laveau) is inching closer and closer to the infamous "cookout audio" and let me tell you, I'm. On. EDGE! We've got:

Looming threats of action from some fuck ass vampires know as the Bouchardes (okay TMA reference /j)

Weird looming implications after the latest video from Alonzo (the fuck you mean "Are you ready?" /lh)

So many unanswered questions, like when the fuck are Alonzo and Cher gonna meet? (We got Alonzo/Alexis meeting before the cookout audio /ref /lh)

ALSO— *ALSO* THE ART IN ANY VIDEO LOOKS SICK AS FUCK? (/POS) LIKE:

All of it! Made by Veau! Who already does all the fucking voices! (Show off /j /pos)

I'm telling you, you will not be disappointed if you check it out AND now's the perfect time to binge the Blood Moon playlist! Get all caught up just in time for whatever fuckery is brewing.

Back me up here @maxpaulll @agentplutonium /hj /lh

Anyways *goes to listen to Uriah speak again because AUGH* /pos