#oc rosalind thorn

[apollomidnight12]

Ocs inspired/inspo of Rosalind thorn(in style then character)

[apollomidnight12]

When I first made ocs wise is Pandora and river,Emmy are oldest but in age wise it’s Apollo,Rosalind,Emmy and youngest is sally

Of all your current/active OCs, which one is the oldest, in terms of when you created them?

[pinkartwitch]

Here's Rosalind, my other title character from my book series Blood and Thorns 💖 They're a particular favourite of mine, and I'm looking forward to sharing more about them in the future because they're one of the most complex characters I've ever had the pleasure of writing. After all, who doesn't love a love-sick necromancer?

This is part of a series I started posting last month where I'm re-doing my characters' portraits to mark my improvement over the past year or so. Rosalind's was one of my favourites out of the bunch when I did them early last year but...

I think I can safely say there was a massive amount of improvement. :D

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If you like this, please reblog (it really helps artists out!!), leave a like or comment (I love hearing your thoughts, it keeps me drawing), and follow me for more (I update at least once a week) 💖

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Come along with me to Ozelea, a world bursting with magic and drama! I'm building the world that these characters live in, and you can learn about it in Blood and Thorns: https://pinkchaosstories.tumblr.com/bloodandthorns

[saintgoths]

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɴɪɴᴇ

CHAPTER NINE - NIGHT.

WORD COUNT - 2,015.

RATING - G.

SUMMARY - isabella leaves to miami to retrieve her evidence while the rosalind children adapt to not having their mother around as a certain citizen barely hides her jealousy towards ivy and ellie while the youngest rosalind begins her piano classes in the lorde Household.

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It was going to take a good temporal length to get to Miami, and Isabella had to come to terms with the length of the upcoming period, the woman discerned that throughout her journey, she would achingly miss her children. Nevertheless, her trip to Miami was specifically for her children’s safety; heretofore Isabella left Jackson, she had a conversation with Maria and Tommy, she had explained to them that her trip was to get supplies that she needed, that evidently weren’t in Jackson, she felt bad lying to them, but her excuse wasn’t a complete lie.

They did offer her men and women to come with her, but Isabella had told the couple that she thought it would be best to go on her own. However, out of kindness the two had supplied Isabella of a horse she named Lana to help her get to her location quicker and Isabella was utterly grateful for what they have provided to her.

They provided the woman two pistols, a hunting rifle, a bunch of Molotov cocktails and melee weapons, Isabella had her own shiv but was very appreciative of the weapons they furnished for her. It had been around forty-five minutes ever since her departure and the matriarch guessed it would take less than four days to get to Miami unless her trip was disrupted besides from the obvious infected.

It didn’t surprise her that she would run into some infected immediately, Isabella had observed that they were Runners, meaning that they were weaker than other infected, Runners were pale, mottled and covered in wounds with handful of their hairs falling out of their head. They were known to have poor eyesight and maintained human-like vocals like their groans.

Isabella quietly hopped off Lana and tied her reins around a tree ere she used her stealth to attack one Runner with her shiv. She hastily grabbed the infected with her left arm and suffocated the being prior to stabbing the zombie numerous of times till it demised.

-As the body lifelessly dropped, Isabella sighed consoled and mollified that she was able to have a plethora of action. She turned to another Runner who was a couple of steps away from her, its back faced towards Isabella, in a hunched position, motionless; Isabella sneakily crept towards the Runner in attempt to smother and stifle it to death.

It began to moan loudly, its body moved passively, attempted to resist Isabella along with the fungus’ influence. Though, the Runners defence was in vain as it simply died in Isabella’s arm, after she acknowledged that the infected was now dead, Isabella pushed the deceased Runner away. Noticed a badge that was under dirt just beneath her.

She simply crouched down and picked it up, discerned that it appeared like one of the badges Ivy collected. Ivy collected Butterfly badges, Isabella remembered how Ivy used to go on about the butterfly being her spirit animal, the woman then examined the badge and checked that it was a Common Green Birdwing Badge before she pushed the object into her bag.

Unaware that she left one infected alone that soon picked up on Isabella’s arrival, the moment it’s groan became louder, Isabella quickly turned her body towards the direction of the infected, quickly pulled out her pistol and relieved at least two bullets into its head then watched it collapse against the field.

Apprised that the sound of bullets might’ve alerted other infected, Isabella quickly made way back to Lana, untied her from the tree she assigned the horse to then hurriedly climbed onto the steed’s back and urged the colt to continue their trip.

Maria stood in front of the three Rosalind children as she were one of the three adults, besides Tommy and Joel who took the responsibility to look after Isabella’s children. Even though Maria had a whole community to look after, she did have other people who could take on stuff she did, plus, Maria also did this out of the fondness she had for Isabella.

“Just because your mother isn’t here doesn’t mean there’s no school for you guys,” Maria jokingly pointed out, her hands awkwardly on her hips as she gestured them to come closer to her. “Robin, after school you have training with Joel, and Venus is going to start her piano lessons with Kaylee.”

“Ivy,” Maria then skewed to the oldest Rosalind child, “I was told your skills have improved so you will be able to pick your patrol partner soon,” Ivy smiled at the new knowledge accustomed to her, “now get to class,” she light-heartedly directed the three children who then scurried out of the Rosalind building.

Ivy was pleased that she was soon able to do patrols out of Jackson, yet, it’ll most likely start when Isabella returned back to the society. The last thing the matriarch want is to hear that Maria didn’t promise her wishes and let one of her children out.

“Why do you think mum’s gone?” Venus inquired the two of her siblings, her innocent tone contrived her two older siblings to mentally seek for answers to ooze her curious mind. However, the two couldn’t find an appropriate answer.

“Ah, I don’t know, it’s just mum being secretive again,” Ivy lightly mumbled, lightly greeted a few citizens who bid them a good-morning as they walked by.

“I wonder when mum will finally trust us with her secrets,” Robin casually said, he curved his head to briefly look at his older sister, “I know mum trusts you with her secrets.”

“Well, she didn’t tell me the reason for this one,” Ivy bluntly foretold which caused Robin to make a perplexed expression due to her curt manners. Forthwith, Jesse sauntered his way towards the three Rosalind siblings, merrily greeted the three of them ere he took Ivy away from her folk and walked with her to their school building, left Venus and Robin to kick off their own conversation.

“A little birdie told me you and Ellie made up,” Jesse facetiously brought up.

Ivy gently hurtled her shoulders, “the argument wasn’t big enough for there to be any making up, it was just you two behaving like two idiots over a guy who’s barely done anything.”

Jesse jeered, entertained by Ivy’s arrant and impudent attitude. “As funny as the guy is, he is a dick,” Jesse facilely mentioned as their presences towards the school neared, “I mean I don’t mind you being friends with him, but mixing him with our friendship is a big no.”

It was Ivy’s turn to jeer at Jesse, she looked up at him in disbelief, “friendship?” Ivy repeated in distrust.

“Aren’t we friends?” Jesse genuinely questioned whilst they entered the school building at the same time Robin and Venus trailed behind them and then made way towards their own classes.

Ivy hummed not aware of her own answer. “I don’t know, perhaps acquaintances,” she sassily joked during the moment she made way into their classroom, Jesse snickered at her answer then hiked towards his seat.

Dina and Ellie were already in the classroom, they seemed to be having their own conversation, Ellie afflicted and Dina peeved and fidgety.

“Hey,” Ivy hindered the miffed conversation the two women shared and Ivy could see Dina drop her shoulders, peeved and wired.

“Hi,” she greeted evidently tormented.

Ellie looked back at Ivy with an instigative smile, the four of them all sat down on their seats, Ivy glanced behind her and noted that Rowan was either late or was not coming in, soon after she turned back to the front, she could feel the uncomfortable glances almost all of them shared with one another.

It was clear to Ivy that it must’ve been about Ellie and her spending the night together, this was what Ivy was uneasy about, petty disputes because of romance. Dina was surely territorial to things or people she believed was hers, keep in mind, Dina is a good person, the young girl was just very possessive.

Ivy lightly breathed through her nose before she turned to face the front of the class during the time that their teacher prepared for their English class.

As soon as school was finished for the day, the youngest Rosalind kin was dropped off to the Lorde household, it had been about an hour since the young girl’s arrival and the young teenager was already brought to the big piano and shaped to already press her fingers against the keys.

Venus was adept and efficient for a beginner, but Kaylee cited that there was still a lot of work Venus had to exercise.

In the atmosphere, Venus had acclaimed that the Lorde cabin had a darker tone compared to her home. There were more maroon, brown and black colours, moreover, if Venus was being genuine, she’d say that these colours did bring comfort to her drab aesthetic.

After a long period of playing with the keys to a melody Kaylee had strictly fashioned her to practice, the girl was finally allowed to take a break, Venus was grateful that Kaylee’s optimistic and bright attitude was dimmer and dourer when it came to lessons; at least Venus’ mother would be paying for the lessons for a good upshot.

“I’ve heard your mother has gone on a trip.”

Venus had forgotten that it wasn’t only Kaylee and her downstairs, the practice room was mutual by Adam who sat down and read a book that Venus observed had a very interesting cover, Venus had considered on asking what book he was reading after she responded to his question, “yes,” Venus simply answered, “what book are you reading?”

Adam made an “oh” noise ere he hid the cover of his book with an abashed expression on his face as if he has been caught red-handed. Venus peered her head to the side, luckily, she was able to catch the title of the book, her nose scrunched in confusion as she sounded out the letters. “F—Fifty? What is Fifty Shades of Grey?” Venus curiously investigated which caused the man to sit down silently, unprepared with what to say, but Kaylee returned back to the practice room in time with a bunch of freshly-baked cookies which easily caught the attention of the young girl.

Kaylee looked back at Adam with a balked and foiled expression as she watched her brother silently apologise.

“Does your mother like the flowers Adam gifted her?” Kaylee inquired the young girl whilst she placed the batch of cookies on the low table.

Venus swiftly prodded herself of the sweet pea flowers Robin informed Venus the Lorde man gifted their mother. “Oh right, yes, she did,” Venus nonchalantly reacted, “she likes flowers and is gardening in our backyard, she was very grateful for it.”

Adam looked delighted at the young girl’s answer who was agile and astute enough to know what was going on.

“Do you like my mum?” Venus bluntly asked the man, easily observed how the two Lorde twins became stiff, caught in the act of their code hastily revealed by the curt and keen little girl. With their awkward kickback, Venus’ answer was commonly answered; Venus found Adam aberrant there was something about him that was different and off but the girl couldn’t place her finger on what was the mystifying thing about him. With a smirk that provoked the man that sat down a handful of paces before her, Venus leaned forward with a new-fangled face on her expression. “I hope you know that you’re not the only one in line,” Venus rudely teased, “and I hope you know that you’re not even first or second in line.”

Kaylee coughed to put a halt at the young girl’s mannerless comment. “I’m sure that your mother taught you manners,” the female twin retorted during the moment Venus picked up a cookie and munched it away, the woman then gestured Venus to return back to the piano and resume committed to the instrument ere she looked back at Adam and shooed him out of the practice room.

thank you @ash37474 and @panemedited for the support!

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if you wanted to hear what the song venus played sounded like here it is!

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ROSALIND TYRELL ★‧₊˚ ━━━ THE VERMILLION THORN

As the youngest Tyrell sibling, ROSALIND has had a lot of expectations to live up to. She's excelled in her studies, become well-versed in politics, and has mastered the many talents of dancing. However, when her sister is to be the next Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, she feels as though nothing she does will ever compare.

ROSALIND is brought to King's Landing with Margaery and Loras in hopes to marry her off to a high Lord. Rumors spread that she may marry Tommen Baratheon but her heart is set on a little dove named Sansa Stark.

taglist: @ocappreciationtag

[novaalexanderwrites]

oh dear. Don't ask me thaaaat.

Rosalind Bloodswell is my OC from my Blood and Thorns book series and they are my absolute darling. They're a secondary character in Blood and Thorns but they stole my heart so they get their own book, which is the one I'm currently working on. I've got more general info on them under my "characters" tab but... I'd just go read the thing if I were you ;)

They're a Nonbinary Necromantic Witch that just so happens to fuckin love jewelry.

They're my birth child, so... yeah.

Art Deco Citrine Drop Necklace 1930

[ophelias-lamentation]

House Gardener OC’s

So from left to right with little schpiels 1 and 2 are the brother and sister, children of the second born Gardener brother and his Hightower wife. Prince Andrys Gardener, The Thorn, is 22, a warrior born, gay, and extremely overprotective of his little sister. Princess Rosalind Gardener, Little Rose, 18, is the youngest gardener cousin, she is also the head lady-in-waiting to her Queen, born premature, her mother died in child birth, her father refused to hold her or name her, her brother named her, her father died when she was a year old, she is considered to be one of the most beautiful maidens in the realm. She is a kind girl, in love with plants and art. Queen Lynesse Gardener, 20, The Fair Flower of The Reach, the only daughter to the eldest Gardner brother, a king. She was raised as heir and is an extremely competent politician, currently trying to find matches for her cousins. Princess Desmera Gardener, 19, daughter to the youngest Gardener brother and a Redwyne mother. Desmera is a kind and quiet girl, growing up in the Arbor but moving to Highgarden when she was 16 after the death of both of her parents.

3/4 characters aren’t by me, they are from a discord rp server, Rosalind is my creation

[entangledmuses]

MOBILE MUSES - MULTIVERSE OCs

Adrian Houston - Reacher, Stranger Things, 911, One Chicago, Fandomless.

Beatrix 'Bea' Browne - Merlin, Musketeers, Reign, Historical, Robin Hood

Calliope Thorne - Outer banks, Maxton Hall

Enola Lightfoot - Fantasy, GoT, Narnia, LotR(?)

Freya Rixon - Vikings, The Last Kingdom, Reign, Narnia, The Witcher

Kaleena Viceroy - Fantasy, Fandomless, Merlin, Witcher,

Katri Makinen - Vikings, The Last Kingdom, Reign, Merlin

Magnolia Reed - Zombie, Maze Runner, Divergent

Morgan Kendall - Stranger things, Outerbanks, Fandomless, Water Nymph

Prudence Mallory - Musketeers, Historical, Vigilante, Blacksmith

Rosalia Menendez - Vikings, Last Kingdom, Reign

Rosalind - Last Kingdom, Robin Hood, Fantasy, Historical, Musketeers

Rowan Palmer - Zombie, The Host, Apocalyptic

Rylie Theakston - Teen Wolf, Supernatural, Lockwood and Co.

Seraphina Varley - Vikings. Last Kingdom. Witcher. GoT. Fandomless. Narnia. Robin Hood.

[sunnyap]

I haven't been able to draw very much lately (sad), so I'm gonna drop some of the few doodles I've managed to produce within the past few weeks! These are all SCP ocs :)

First pic is Dr. Rosalind Thorne (psychologist!)

Second is August Chauhan (Nu-7 servicemember)

Then there's Antonella (Medical doctor), Everest (Nu-7), and ofc Andrew (Nu-7 yay!)

[novaalexanderwrites]

Writeblr Q&A Tag

1) What motivates you to write? Usually it’s a single scene or piece of dialogue that I want to write. But in order to get to it, I need to write the rest of it, don’t I? And then I make characters and get obsessed with them and making them do sexy shit (such as drinking tea, overthrowing assholes, and falling in love), so it becomes a reward in itself. When I’m writing, I feel like I get to hang out with these characters, so it very much feels like being with friends.

2) A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

(Blood and Thorns, chapter 6 - Please excuse my self-indulgent heart, I'm definitely not sorry about it.) They sat in the quiet for a few minutes, Razi’s face buried in Frigga’s hair with an arm around her waist, Frigga’s hand on top of it and her cheek leaning on Razi’s arm. They finally understood that they wanted each other, but there was no way to realize that dream. Razi wanted to take all the pressure away, to free this woman from her responsibilities. She prompted Frigga to sit up and with her free hand she moved Frigga’s single braid to fall over her shoulder, brushing the skin she found along the way. It was partially in comfort for Frigga and partially because Razi couldn’t resist touching her. It left part of Frigga’s shoulder and neck exposed. She wanted to kiss her, to hold her, to take her away from here if only for a heartbeat or two. So she did. Razi planted one kiss on Frigga’s neck, then two, and when Frigga turned her head slightly, she planted a kiss on her cheek, as if whispering a question. Frigga turned, answering the question. They touched lips, gently at first, asking each other over and over with their touch, do you want me? And over and over they answered each other: More than anything. They gently held each other, wrapped up in the moment, wishing the world was this simple, and for a few secret minutes they stole each other’s hearts. When they slowed and hesitantly pulled away, Frigga smiled as tears freely streamed down her cheeks. “I don’t know what to do.”

3) Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them and what are they like? I mean, my main four OCs are like this (Frigga, Razi, Rosalind and Marcus), but I think Marcus makes me smile the most because he’s such a Good Boy. He’s the incarnation of my joy and what little social charm I have (apparently Libras are meant to be charming. I have yet to confirm this). Marcus is a sweetheart, a little bit oblivious, but very well-intentioned. He grew up with loving parents in a wealthy home, so he had a bit of a head start in life, but he knows that and does his best to help others when he sees them in need. Others think of him as a bit of an airhead and a bimbo, and maybe he had that phase of his life for sure, but he lets people continue to think that because it does give him an advantage. He can still be an airhead at times, but he’s a lot more cunning than most people realize and will do anything to protect those he loves. Anything.

4) What process of writing do you enjoy the most? Coming up to the finish line, when I can see all the work I’ve put in paying off and that I can be proud of it all. Like, omg I did this!?

5) What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay) I think being consistent is something I’ve been really good at. I write five days a week minimum, most weeks it’s six or seven. Not always what I meant to and not always what I expected, and it might not even be good, but most evenings I’m at my desk.

6) What is something in the writeblr community that is the most enjoyable? (Sorry I edited the grammar of this question, I had to) Honestly I love doing these tag games and getting to know people. I’m really quite terrible at reading others’ writing (I have a really hard time starting new media series in general because it’s an investment and I know that, if I get hooked, there goes the next year of my life a la The Locked Tomb) and I want to get better about it. These tag games really do help me get to know other writers and it helps me to know I’m not the only one that struggles during the process.

7) A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc) Text-to-speech is indispensable in my writing, I don’t know what I’d do without it. The software is built right into all my devices (because I’m an Apple slave, I know I know) as an accessibility feature and I listen to my own work over and over and over.

8) A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc) I feel like this is a cop-out, but I LOVE the Honeyshore Coven. We don’t actually see much of it in Blood and Thorns, but we see a LOT in the next one: Restructure. It’s such a weird mix of people that have almost nothing in common except magic working together (or trying to). I love how petty some of them are, how devious, and how oblivious they are. It was a lot of fun developing them and I can’t wait to share more of them with you. I’m hoping to start posting Restructure early next year. 💖

9) What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch? Write something else. Don’t give up but do take a break and come back to it. What I do is I have a folder full of short stories about my characters that aren’t in the books (they happen before, after or at the same time as the main story) and I find that it really helped me get to know my characters, how their relationships worked, and how the world functioned which helped me get un-stuck in places.

10) Tag some people whose works you love/have been your biggest supporters: @orbwrapsupreme - my OG @asterhaze @holdmyteaplease @scifimagpie (Thank you for tagging me, this was a lot of fun!)

[apollomidnight12]

Rosalind & anthena

[achy-boo]

Contact names on each girl’s phone plus moots’s ocs:

Isolabella Tsukii

Leona: Sleepy Kitty

Jack: Epel and Mina's boo

Ruggie: This Fcking Thief..

Malleus: Thorn Prince

Ace: Shitty Asshole

Deuce: Baby Chick

Riddle: Short Tyrant

Cater: Selfie Bestie

Trey: Chef of Heartslabyul

Azul: DNI

Jade: Mushroom

Floyd: Worse Menace than Jeanne

Kalim: Sunshine

Jamil: Dawn's Snake

Vil: Night's Queen

Rook: No

Epel: Jack and Mina's Boo

Silver: Sleeping Beauty

Sebek: Stop YELLING

Lilia: Grampa

Jeanne Keket

Riddle: Tryant

Ace: 2nd Boo(He is mine :3)

Deuce: 1st Boo(He is also mine :3)

Cater: Cay-Cay~!

Trey: Trey the Chef

Leona: Kitty(How did Tsukii bagged him?)

Jack: Jackie(Mina and Epel's boo)

Ruggie: Menace like me :3

Azul: Stay Away

Jade: Mushroom Freak

Floyd: Riddle's thorn on the side

Kalim: Baby Sun

Jamil: Dawn's jelly Snake

Vil: Night's Queen/boyfriend

Rook: GO AWAY :D

Epel: Poison Apple (Mina and Jackie's bf)

Malleus: Tsukii's 2nd Prince(How did Tsukii BAGGED him too?!)

Silver: Sleepy boy

Sebek: STFU Sebek :)

Lilia: Old Man but wholesome

Nightshade Libya

Riddle: Mommy Issues

Ace: Jeanne's blunt bf

Deuce: Jeanne's baby bf

Cater: Social Media Pal

Trey: Chef Trey of Heartslabyul

Leona: Tsukii's lazy kitty

Jack: Mina and Epel's Strong Wolf

Ruggie: Thief of Savanclaw

Azul: DNI(Do not like him)

Jade: Avoid at all costs

Floyd: MENACE #1

Kalim: Pure one in Scarabia

Jamil: Dawn's possessive bf(seen him fight a few times..)

Vil: My Queen/My love

Rook: Stop watching me Rook

Epel: Mina and Jack's deadly apple

Malleus: Tsukii's dragon

Silver: Tired Knight

Sebek: PLEASE use inside voice!

Lilia: Wise man plus menace

Dawn Libya

Riddle: Mama's Boy(I hate that song..)

ADeuce: Jeanne's idiot 1 & 2

Cater: Selfie partner

Leona: Tsukii's Second Prince

Jack: The bf of Mina and Epel

Ruggie: Ruggie the Hyena

Azul: Shady mfer

Jade: No pt1

Floyd: NOPE pt2

Kalim: Jami's king

Jamil: The love of my life

Vil: Night's beauty plus her lover

Rook: STOP WATCHING MY SISTER YOU CREEP

Epel: The bf of Mina and Jack

Malleus: Tsukii's clingy dragon

Silver: Baby...

Sebek: I want to mute him so bad..

Lilia: Father figure to Mina

Moot ocs plus others:

Minako: Bad Witch bitch(In GC), the gf of Epel and Jack(all four girls)

Rosalind: Bitchy cousin of Riddle(In GC), If I dont see her, she never existed(Dawn and Tsukii)

Morana: Dumb bitch(In GC of the girls)

Dimtri: Redacted(In GC), Get away from Night's plush, bitch!(Tsukii, Jeanne and Dawn)

Malina: Jealous bitch(In GC mostly used by Dawn), Can Tsukii eat her already?! SHE IS ANNOYING!(Jeanne, Night and Dawn)

Yui: Mina's sister, Yu-Yu(all four)

Minako, Rosalind, Morana, Dimtri and Malina belongs to @anxious-twisted-vampire

[pinkartwitch]

It was a clear summer’s day and Rosalind was on their way to tutor the boy their mother had nearly killed.

   They should have visited Leland sooner, but Rosalind didn’t need to be told that; they already felt terrible about it. Two weeks after Frigga left they received her first note from Bluehaven, and Rosalind decided they’d bring it to their visit with her younger brother. They hadn’t been putting this off on purpose, and the boy had other teachers around, but they’d promised to oversee Leland’s education. 

   For that to happen, Rosalind needed to spend some quality time with him but they had no idea how to do this. What are eight-year-olds like? How does one talk to them? Did Leland even care about magic or would he rather get messy in the dirt like his sister?

(Leland's Tutor, a short in the Blood and Thorns series)

As anyone that follows me may know, I have a book called Blood and Thorns! But what you may not know is it's not just a book! It's a series that includes (at present) 1 full-sized novel and several shorts that are all available to read for free. This illustration is for the story called "Leland's Tutor", which takes place after the main story, and it's a little short fic about how Rosalind and Leland begin their mentor/mentee relationship. It's very cute and explains a fair amount of magical theory for the universe, so I think it's worth a read. You can find that over on the Blood and Thorns World Anvil page here:

If you like this, please reblog (it really helps artists out!!), leave a like or comment (I love hearing your thoughts, it keeps me drawing), and follow me for more (I update at least once a week) 💖

Available for commissions! For more information, please check out my post here: https://www.tumblr.com/pinkartwitch/739257460225916928/novas-art-commissions

Come along with me to Ozelea, a world bursting with magic and drama! I'm building the world that these characters live in, and you can learn about it in Blood and Thorns: https://pinkchaosstories.tumblr.com/bloodandthorns

[saintgoths]

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ

CHAPTER EIGHT - PETUNIA.

WORD COUNT - 2,230.

RATING - R 18+. [GASLIGHTING & SEXUAL INNUENDOS.]

SUMMARY - Isabella gives herself the task to retrieve evidence that Alexander was opposite of what Seth believed him to be while Ellie finds the courage to apologise to Ivy for her unfledged behaviour.

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Not too far from the gates that separated the citizens of Jacksons from the pitiless world they were mostly safe from, Isabella sat on top of a horse, a large black bag against her back with the arms wrapped around her shoulders that adhered majority of the weapons that were supplied to her from Tommy and Maria.

In front of the house were three of her children one begged to come with her and the others pleaded for the woman to be safe on her trip. “I will,” Isabella affably reassured her children, her eyes and smile kind as her children stared back at her hesitant and shaky to let their mother go alone.

“I should come help, and protect you,” Robin constructively appealed, his voice determined to partner with his mother. Throughout his entire life, sticking by his mother’s side was etched into his brain and he found it weird to just let his mother go back to the exterior felt outlandish to him.

“I appreciate your request, but I wished for Maria and Tommy that they should not let either you guys out,” Isabella openly mentioned, “unless Robin is training with Joel no one is allowed to get out,” moreover, Isabella was pretty sure Joel wouldn’t let Robin go further than they should. “Mainly Maria and Tommy will be checking on you guys, to see if you eat, sleep and study well.”

Ivy lamented, slightly annoyed that her mother still didn’t consider her mature enough to take care of herself and siblings. Isabella noted the annoyed sigh her eldest child let out and looked at Ivy, empathetically. “I know love, but it makes me feel better that there’s people in a community that can take care of you guys, you guys aren’t in a virulent survival mode and can count on other people that aren’t just yourselves.”

“I’ll be back in less than two weeks,” Isabella then mentioned ere she glanced at Venus. “If you don’t feel comfortable being on your own you can stay at one of your siblings’ cabins or they can come over to ours,” she officially mentioned. “When I come back, I hope I hear each of you were in your best behaviour,” she mildly threatened fore she left the grounds of Jackson, on top of the horse that was accustomed to her for her trip.

It was artless, the conversation held between Tommy and Venus; the blonde-haired man attempted to sojourn and check up on the youngest Rosalind child and during the midst of it was a one-sided conversation. Venus didn’t want to be boorish and coarse; she didn’t purposely ignore the younger Miller man; she just didn’t know what to say to him.

Nevertheless, Venus nodded her head from time to time to show that she listened to what he spoke about.

“There’s actually numerous of stuff to do in Jackson, go to art classes or even piano classes.”

The mention of piano caught Venus’ attention which caused Tommy to be content of finally having the most introverted kid he has stumbled upon attention

“D’you like playing the piano?” Tommy questioned.

Venus nodded her head in response, “I used to play the piano for almost two months in the previous community my family and I lived in, before everything turned bad,” she said her voice audibly getting lighter when the topic of the old society was mentioned.

As much as Tommy wanted to inquire the young Rosalind girl of what must’ve happened before they got her, Tommy had to remind himself of the boundaries he promised himself to keep out of respect. “Well, would you like to sign up to piano lessons?” He flatly suggested at the same time he faintly shrugged his shoulders, just like many of the adults in Jackson, Tommy has noted that Venus was one that kept to herself, secretive and slightly brutish, he thought it would be a good idea to allow the young girl to open up herself by asking her to join clandestine skill clubs.

Within her light eyes, Tommy saw them twinkle in contentment and elation. “Yes,” she responded with a mirth spirit, pleased by the positive outcome, the Miller man gestured for the young girl to follow him.

The Williams girl stood outside the front door of the eldest Rosalind sibling, ever since Ivy had the small bicker with Jesse and Ellie in the defence of Rowan. Ellie did think about the trivial behaviour she exhibited, and thought it would be best to apologise to Ivy about the rueful behaviour she acted on that day.

After she gathered the confidence, Ellie knocked on the wooden door and Ivy’s response was quick, perchance Ivy could feel that someone was in front of her small cabin thus the swift response. Not too long after, there stood Ivy, brown gaze stared Ellie down, perplexed to what the Williams girl was doing here.

“Can I come in?” Ellie kindly suggested.

Ivy gently shrugged her shoulders, yet still allowed the auburn-haired woman to step into her cabin. Ivy closed the door behind Ellie and guided the freckled-face to sit down. After she did so, Ellie got comfortable and did a man-spread which caused Ivy to laugh in her mind about how macho the girl opposite her was.

“So, how’s everything?” Ellie quietly questioned the Rosalind girl who had her hand on her hips.

Ivy glanced at the desk she previously sat on ere she figured out that someone was behind her door. “I was doing some homework,” Ivy blandly responded avoided how Ellie awkwardly rubbed her palms together, Ivy could tell that the girl was here other than to ask her what she was doing and the dark-haired girl wished that Ellie could just speak up about it.

“I’m sorry.”

Ivy returned her fixed stare at Ellie, slightly taken aback. “Huh?”

“I said I’m fucking sorry, okay?”

Ivy laughed through her nose; she swore Ellie could swear like a sailor. She had a mouth as dirty as horse manure, “well, I forgive you,” Ivy benevolently replied, “only if you don’t pull that bull crap again.”

Ellie raised the both of her hands in defence, “I promise I won’t,” Ellie forwardly said, “now,” she playfully blew a raspberry, “to make up for it more, I’ll do your homework.”

Ivy brightly grinned at the girl who sat before her, “I forgive you even more,” she facetiously responded ere she picked up her paper and shoved it in Ellie’s face who jocularly snatched the paper away from Ivy who pulled another seat beside Ellie to sit down on.

With shared giggles along with bruised and feeble jokes, the two enjoyed each other’s company under the warm cabin; Ellie herself didn’t expect that she would grow fond feelings for the additional girl, maybe it was the mysterious energy Ivy carried, or her appealing appearance that captivated Ellie, on one hand, Ellie could tell that whatever courtship that’ll grow between Ivy and her would be pleasant and lively. There was also a gut-feeling in Ellie’s stomach that hooted and bawled that the affection between the two of them would have consequences.

Robin was partial of the training sessions he shared with Joel, well, he didn’t share it with him, it was veritably Joel that trained him. Robin was good with a gun, as Joel mentioned to Isabella a day beforehand, but there was invariably room for work.

“Today we can shoot some infected,” Joel coolly mentioned as the hiked down half-cleared forests with their horses, Joel on top of his mare, he called Old Beardy as Robin reigned a horse, he named Beau.

Infected weren’t exigently in the woods but were down the hills and surrounded old buildings that grew bacterium and corpuscles strong enough to take down and turn dozens of men rapidly. The two men rode their horses in the same column, side-by-side, the days have been getting colder as the year was coming to an end, Robin wondered if they celebrated Christmas or New Year’s Eve, he’d find the right time to ask the man that took the responsibility to train him.

“Thank you, by the way,” Robin ineptly thanked the Miller man who turned to look at the young boy and beckoned his head.

“No problem, bud,” Joel kindly replied, “didn’t anyone else train you before? Well aside from your mother?”

Robin nodded his head as kickback, “yeah, but they weren’t as good as you, plus, they only trained me because they had a crush on my mother, they always do,” he muttered quite troubled by his previous memories. Robin heard Joel release a humoured scoff at the knowledge material, Robin wasn’t far off, Joel didn’t partially train Robin because he fancied Isabella; Joel just felt this claim and amenability to guide the boy.

“Do you think your mother is going through something?” Joel offhandedly asked the curly-haired boy who shrugged his shoulders.

“She doesn’t really tell us whenever she’s going through something troubling, she’s most likely going to tell Ivy though, who always keeps it a secret” Robin sheepishly said, “mum doesn’t like her problems weighing down on us, she doesn’t like it when we try and take care of her the way she does for us.”

“Well, if you think your mother is going through something don’t hesitate to tell me,” Joel inadvertently directed Robin.

“She denies anyone’s help.”

Joel briefly glanced at the young boy, his grasp around the reins of his horse marginally tight. “Well, you don’t have to tell her if I do help.”

Robin perked his right eyebrow at him, apprehensive and sceptical of the older man’s antics. “Do you like my mum?”

Joel side-eyed him, blatantly and caught red-handed.

Robin groaned frustrated, “this happens all the time, fuck!” Robin childishly complained, “all you men do is get close with the only boy in the Rosalind family to make it seem like there’s some paternal bond when actually all you want to do is get in my mother’s pants—”

“That’s enough!” Joel audibly and powerfully yelled, “I do not want to get in your mother’s pants,” the man stoutly lied, “I just see her as a friend in need, and you as someone who needs to improve their gun skills,” he forenamed a bit humoured by Robin’s ridiculous kickback.

Robin huffed under his breath, clearly unmoved by Joel’s entertained shout, yet the information Venus leaked about his mother having an infatuation with the Miller man did bore into his mind, and the thought of Joel liking his mother didn’t bother his as much anymore. At least Isabella’s feelings would be mutual; the expedition between the two was now silent, but the silence was cordial and nifty, withal, Robin thought it would be best to cherish the nice silence before they began to shoot their bullets within infected.

27TH of SEPTEMBER 2012

The emotions between the two were tight and strained, Lilith backed up against a wall, rigid and under stress, apropos to the thesis Alexander held against her. “The test?” Alexander rudely inquired, his figure stalked over her and the young girl wished she could drown into the wall that stopped her from backing anymore further.

“It came back negative,” Lilith faintly answered, her voice croaky and hoarse from the agony and hassle he put her under.

Alexander clenched his jaw, burdened and bothered by her response. “And why is that?” He asked, evidently not happy by the lack of progress.

Lilith shook her head, fairly and genuinely clueless to why the pregnancy test came out adverse. “I don’t kn---”

“You know exactly why!” He seethed foolishly and callow. Lilith squeezed her eyes shut as she stammered a bunch of excuses to why nothing worked. “Open your fucking eyes,” he insolently demanded and Lilith didn’t hesitate to fling her eyelids open to his command. “It’s because you’re fucking useless,” Alexander harshly sneered, he pushed himself away from the sixteen-year-old-girl, not bothered to utter another word to the juvenile, who stayed in the same spot, unsure if she was allowed to move unless it would pummel a cord in Alexander’s body and cause him to behave in an unstable persona.

Lilith was smart enough to know that Alexander tried to push the speck that she was somewhat infertile, and the young girl didn’t know what or how to feel aside from the emotion of dread and vanity, she sat on the bed she shared with Alexander and cupped her stomach with her right hand to experience the imaginary child she visualised in her womb.

The table beside the divan she relaxed herself on, held a vase filled with handful petunia flowers, she looked briefly at the planets before she returned her gaze to her stomach at the same time a cramp stroke her back. She hissed in pain, the cramp felt augmented brutal to ones she endured previously, perhaps it was punishment and forfeit for not being able to gift her boyfriend with a child.

The young girl hastily pulled herself off the bed before she could leak onto the mattress and give Alexander an additional reason to be hostile towards her. Without looking back, Lilith exited the bedroom as she gaits to the bathroom to assist herself and to avoid her twenty-five-year-old’s boyfriend unpleasant amenities.

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IN GIF: ROSALIND TYRELL AND SANSA STARK STORY: IVORY THORNS (unpublished)

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Another portrait of my OC Rosalind from my book Blood and Thorns. I was finishing up a writing project so I got a bit side-tracked from my drawing. This was to get back into the process after the first drawing I attempted didn't go well. I find that when I end my drawing sessions on a bad note, like I'm not happy with something or it's been frustrating, it takes me a lot longer to get back to my drawing table. When that happens, I'll just draw something for me like my OCs because otherwise there's a sense that it has to look a specific way where as with my characters, I make those decisions. It's where I find my joy.

Also this gives me all sorts of gendery joy - Love seeing them happy and confident. ^^

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