#noa and nyth

[thesixthplaneteer]

OC-tober Day 8 - Past

Pretty late on this one but I wanted to put a little more love into it. Below the break is a write-up for how Nythanel and Noa met. Back in the olden days of the early 80s in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, two young ghouls meet at a disco and have no idea what the future holds. Side note: Nathaniel is the name Nythanel went by after he started his transition but was still in his caring about what other people think era.

The club was bustling but far from a packed house. Nathaniel patted his duffel bag to ease his anxiety and remind himself it was there. He decided on unbuttoning just one more button on his light blue shirt creating a window to his bare chest, ends of the vine tattoos under his breasts just peeking into view. The legs of his gray pants were straight since his domitor disliked the look of flared pants. His white shoes were polished but nothing would buff out the nicks, creases, and scuffs he's built up over time. The music drowned out the voices, the lights were low, and the drinks were flowing. Locals and tourists mingled at the bar and on the dance floor making a menagerie  of styles. He took a moment to breathe in the atmosphere. The smell of tobacco and alcohol is strongly present in every breath. The musk of age hasn't set into the place yet, it was practically brand new. Unfortunately there wasn’t time to join in on the fun. He was already running a bit late for his meetup due to his last fight not going too well. He took a deep breath to ready himself and started his search for Joaquin. 

Even in the low light it didn't take him long to see the recognizable bulldog, but still handsome, face of Joaquin. He had strong arms and dark hair on most of his exposed skin. He was wearing a red polo shirt that was tight on his chest and arms only making his strength all the more apparent. Nathaniel got a bit excited, it was obvious Joaquin was dressed up for someone. However his excitement was quickly replaced with curiosity for the person sitting next to Joaquin. A girl seemingly too young to be in the club, looking out onto the dance floor. Her dark curly hair was styled to be reserved and combed back with a large pink bow. She had on a pink knitted short sleeve turtleneck. She only seemed to have on eyeliner and mascara but her lips were a stand out red. She seemed so much more proper than him. Posture perfect, hands clasped in her lap. Joaquin on the other hand was leaning back and relaxed with his arm over the back of the girl's chair.  

He wanted to stop by the bar for a drink but he needed to know who Joaquin was with and why she was here. Straight to the table he went. 

As he drew near he smiled and called out. "Hey Quino!" 

Joaquin looked away from the girl and the small smile he had faded. "You show up late and looking like shit? Come on, button that up!" He then gestures to the girl like that was supposed to mean something to Nathaniel.

Nathaniel couldn't pretend to be hurt by Joaquin’s insult, he was kind of right. His lip was split, he was sporting a hell of a black eye, and there was an unmissable bruise on his jaw. His knuckles were red and scraped, the skin on his hands still had the tell tale signs of being wrapped. His loose curly hair was only pushed back in a quick attempt to fix himself up. It certainly was far from his most stunning night.

"Maybe I would have made a little more effort if I knew there would be a guest." Nathaniel then looked at the girl with a smile and held out his hand to her. "Since Quino is too rude to introduce us, I'll do it. I'm Doctor Nathaniel Loken." 

Joaquin grumbled under his breath at Nathaniel’s familiarity.

She hesitated for just a moment, then took his hand. "Noa Hidalgo." Her voice was surprisingly deep and reverberant given her stature. 

Nathaniel realized why Joaquin was a little more dressed up and why he was being more of a jerk than normal. However he wanted details, to know the fine particulars of who she is to Joaquin. He released her hand and sat down, placing his duffle bag under the table between his feet. 

"What kind of doctor are you?" She asked with a genuine curiosity but there was a stiffness in her tone. 

"I hold a PhD in biochemistry with a focus on plant biochemistry." 

"That's fascinating. Joaquin told me you were a florist." She certainly seems much more friendly than Joaquin.

"He is a florist." Joaquin said, cutting into the conversation. 

Nathaniel rolled his eyes. "Yes, I am also a florist. Also a boxer and an arborist. I'm a multifaceted and very talented individual." He said with a smile. "But that's enough about me, tell me about you." 

"I-" Noa started before Joaquin cut her off, the hand not holding her chair waving a bit. 

"Ah ah ah, remember?" 

Noa turned her head to look at Joaquin, her expression not quite a scowl but obviously not happy. She even seemed to sit up a little straighter. "I know what I shouldn't say." She used her voice to full effect and Joaquin seemed cowed for the moment. 

“We are here for business, not for you both to get friendly.” Joaquin spat out and glared at Nathaniel.

Nathaniel put his hands up in mock surrender. “I’m just trying to be polite and carry on a conversation.”  

“Very well.” Noa said and looked back at Nathaniel. “Do you have what we are here for?” 

“I do. All tucked away safely in my bag.” Nathaniel said, mind still racing to figure out who she was to Joaquin. "Take the whole bag. Just bring my underwear back this time, Quino." He gave the obviously unamused man a wink to cap it off. 

Joaquin's hand balled into a white knuckled fist. His nose flared and he took heavy breaths. 

Noa looked at him with what seemed like concern and worry. 

Nathaniel sank into himself a bit. A thought that's popped into his mind pretty often over the last few years popped up again. Did I take it too far? 

He sat up and opened his mouth to speak, possibly even apologize, but a giggle from Noa stopped him.

She had a hand covering her mouth as her giggle began to crescendo into a full laugh, cut short by a snort. She then cleared her throat and tried to recompose herself. 

Joaquin slumped and looked at her. "Don't laugh, that'll encourage him." He said in a defeated tone.

Her laugh put Nathaniel at ease too. He smiled and enjoyed the tension being broken. 

"Don't let him get to you." Noa told Joaquin in between final giggles. "And Dr Loken. No more teasing my brother please." 

Nathaniel felt a smug satisfaction at her reveal of their relationship. He got what he really wanted in the end. "I'll do my best to refrain." It now made sense why she was looking so longingly at the dance floor. Protective older brother was hovering too close to have fun. The poor thing. He thinks to himself. 

"Come on, let's get this to the car." Joaquin said to Noa as he reached under the table and grabbed the bag. 

"Oh, right." Noa said and started to stand. She seemed disappointed.

"Noa why don't you stay so we can get to know each other?" Nathaniel said with a small smile. "After all it seems like we might be working together more." 

She seemed to brighten up a bit. "Yes, I would like to."

Joaquin rolled his eyes and huffed. "You're buying the drinks tonight, hombrecito." He said and practically stormed out of the club.

"What would-" She said as she began to sit down. Before she could, Nathaniel jumped up and grabbed her hand. 

"Let’s dance!" He said as he started to drag her to the dance floor. 

"What?" She said, her eyes went wide and her body seemed to become rigid.

"I saw you eyeing the dance floor earlier. Come on let’s boogie! Before Joaquin gets back!" He said with a grin. 

Noa blushed, looking down at his hand then back up at him. "I have only ballroom danced." She choked out. 

"I'll lead you then. You'll catch on." Nathaniel assured her. He lightly pulled her to the dance floor and she followed.

"Joaquin will get angry with you." She continued her weak reasoning as Nathaniel started to dance next to her. She was moving with the music as well but stiff and unsure. 

"Won't be the last time he gets mad at me either." He said with a self confident smirk.

Over several minutes Noa loosened her movements and pushed through her anxieties to start really dancing. They had only a few more minutes before Joaquin showed back up. Nathaniel was too focused in the moment to see him coming. 

Nathaniel felt a large rough hand grab him by the scruff of his collar, yanking him backwards. If it were anyone but Joaquin, he may have found it arousing. He was now face to face with Joaquin who kept his grip tight. 

Noa stopped dancing, she seemed worried over what may happen but didn't try to stop it. 

"Want that drink?" Nathaniel said, but braced for the possible punch coming his way. 

Joaquin looked over to Noa, then back to Nathaniel. "Yeah, that's a good idea."

Nathaniel exhaled in relief that this didn’t devolve into him and Joaquin fighting. Although, considering the damage Joaquin was going to do to his wallet, maybe they should have just fought. The three of them go to the bar and Joaquin gets right into ordering shots. Nathaniel’s own competitive pride forced him to match Joaquin and try to outdo him. The vitae in their blood made getting drunk difficult but before the night was over, they certainly were. Noa on the other hand let the boys make fools of themself and enjoyed non-alcoholic mixed drinks. They drank, danced, and drank even deeper into the night. At least until Nathaniel got a little too friendly with a man that didn’t appreciate it. The one sided brawl was an exciting end to their little private festivities.

“That was the best night I’ve ever had!” Noa nearly squealed when they managed to escape to the outside of the disco, a huge smile showing off perfect little white teeth. Her hands were clenched to her chest as if she couldn’t contain whatever emotions she had. It made Nathaniel smile, definitely refreshing after having to deal with the cold shoulders and angry scowls of Joaquin and the other Hidalgo goons. “Well, stick with me, and the fun nights never have to stop!” He made a small flourish with his fingers, definitely still drunk despite all the vitae. “Your magic man with the plan, don’t forget it!” 

Joaquin rolled his eyes as Noa giggled once more, and he grabbed her by the forearm, gently tugging her towards the direction of his car. They said their farewells, and Nathaniel stumbled to his scooter and putted off. The fight, the cool night air, a possible new in to this new world, and the vitae in his blood helping him sober up.  

[crownedinmarigolds]

A shiver goes up your spine as a feeling of dread envelops you. The time for spirits is at hand, which means that it's time for a Hecata family reunion! Noa Hidalgo and Nythanel Loken-Hidalgo along with their beloved coterie bid you welcome to their manor for a festive Halloween get together! Please give your love to Crystal the Nagaraja, Bravo the Tzimisce, and Cori - a vulture with more understanding in their eyes than many animals should have.

It's time for another Vampire the Masquerade community collaboration! Please please please draw your Hecata clan characters alongside ours (these characters belong to me and @thesixthplaneteer) so that the family can have a big portrait at the end of the evening!

Like the other collaborations, I will take all submissions at the deadline and smush them all into one final collab piece - the deadline will be October 30th!! (A Wednesday!) I tried to answer how to submit here in case you were curious! It would be great for you to post a PNG of your character beneath a cut when you reblog the piece just for easier management!

(For reference, Crystal is 5'5" and Bravo is 6 foot!)

IF YOU WANT TO DRAW AND FEEL LIKE YOU CANNOT DRAW DO NOT LISTEN TO THAT VOICE THAT IS THE DEVIL DECEIVING YOU! Please draw your OC next to them if you want to I would cry and love to see it!

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These are the headshots we commissioned from @forystr !!! He's very sweet please commission him I highly recommend!

(His own screenshot as I'm not at my desk!)

Hi all, I'll be opening up limited slots for some headshot commissions on a first come first serve basis. Headshots are £25GBP and there are Three (3) slots available. Payments are upfront & through PayPal. DM to claim!

3/3 Slots Open

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OCs Nyth and Noa commission for @crownedinmarigolds

[aevari]

First comm of the Dragon Age batch ft. Grey Wardens Nyth and Noa for @crownedinmarigolds !!

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Promised @thesixthplaneteer I would so I did! Nyth and Noa with their respective love interests. :3 They're very happy for the other...

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Concept sketch for Noa's Grey Warden outfit! She loves dresses and she will go to battle and explore the wastes in one, damn it!

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Commissioned art by @lemonrin-i! Nyth and Noa in Twisted Wonderland with our faves... send help. These look sooo sweet I love them! Thank you for drawing for me they're beautiful!

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Born on the streets and nearly died on the streets. Now a part time doll, part time chemist, full time menace only tempered by his Corpo best friend. Nyth Loken in Cyberpunk!

I attempted a holo coat! And what's beneath the shirt... <3

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This is the write up this picture is referencing!!! Amazing work thank you so much!!

Commission for @crownedinmarigolds  !~ Coterie came to setties to make a deal >w>

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Wahhh thank you all! Once again comin' in with the tradition of celebrating follower milestones at really strange numbers. This almost exact time last year I had 1666ish followers so wow! :0

Thank you everyone!! Nyth belongs to @thesixthplaneteer and Noa is my girl! <3

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The amazing gorgeous wonderful @egophiliac indulged me and drew wonderful art of our TWST OCs (our normal OCs Noa and Nyth in that universe haha!) as well as our faves Leona Kingscholar and Jack Howl! I just LOVE their fun art style and wanted so badly to commission them and they DID NOT DISAPPOINT. So happy!!

Jack Howl's birthday is 10/11 so I had to get art of him! I love the way Ego draws him in their comics... so square!💖

(Please note that Ego is not open for commissions at this time! This was a gracious one off!)

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WIPs of our babies semi-in-between commissions. <3 Nyth and Noa!

[thesixthplaneteer]

I would LOVE to tell you about my OC. I have many WOD OCs but my baby boy is Dr. Nythanel Glenn Loken phd. On a research trip down in Mexico he met a man that changed his world. Starting off with sweeping romance and following through with miracles of science, Nythanel was smitten. In unfortunate circumstances that his sire (a Tremere) claims was a product of experimentation Nyth came out a thinblood after his embrace. The turmoil didn't stop as soon after his embrace his best friend Noa was also due to be embraced by her father (a Giovanni). That in itself was fine, Nyth was excited for her to join unlife but the ceremony was cut short by a Sabbat raid forcing Nyth to flee with one of Noa's uncles and an embraced but not yet re-awoken Noa. For years and years after there were ups and downs as he an Noa navigate the new world they find themselves in together. Fun facts: Nyth is a big Lord of the Rings nerd. He can speak and write Elvish. This heavily influences his view on vampirism. Not seeing himself and others as monsters but as beings above mortality like the Elves. His blood is thin but his ass is fat Nyth likes boxing and He even beat a Brujah fledgling in a straight fist fight (lucky ass rolls on my end)

now that I’ve gone on a following spree of wod blogs I can start my TRUE evil agenda:

tell me about your wod ocs. that’s an order I want to see them I love love love wod ocs

[crownedinmarigolds]

This has been in my drafts a while but I'll probably be VERY slow finishing it so I'll just post! It's snippets of the mini Nyth and Noa zine my love and I have been thinkin' about! Just a bunch of black and white and reddified bits of my art of them and some of his writeups!

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Fangfest 2024 - Day Seventeen - The Tower

Raymond Mulder, former detective turned hunter after more than enough rough run-ins with the Supernatural. Got a Kinfolk girlfriend and soon her abusive Garou ex attacked and permanently scarred him, his former boss forced to commit suicide in front of him after it was revealed that the vampire shadow government was running the Chicago PD. Formally the most normal normie you could meet, he tried to at least face the dark as nobly and as rationally as he could. Monsters were monsters - hell, a lot of "regular" humans fit this category too - but not every single one needed to be met with a violent hand.

The Tower is a card that represents an almost violent upheaval, a change in situation, destruction, catastrophe. Raymond's existence was forever changed the second he had made the decision to rid the world of just two more Kindred...