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i thought my laptop was on its last leg because it was running at six billion degrees and using 100% disk space at all times and then i turned off shadows and some other windows effects and it was immediately cured. i just did the same to my roommate's computer and its performance issues were also immediately cured. okay. i guess.

so i guess if you have creaky freezy windows 10/11 try searching "advanced system settings", go to performance settings, and uncheck "show shadows under windows" and anything else you don't want. hope that helps someone else.

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kids deserve so much more respect and it turns out that saying that is a great way to locate the horrible people in any community <3

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i want:

a new tattoo.

to be kissed.

to not be nervous about my future.

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I started Tokyo Debunker and when I first saw Alan while choosing characters I went, "Leona?” turns out he's got Jack's personality, well kinda...

Anyway so I chose Jiro because I'm a whore.

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SUMMARY: you make alan a scarf. he tries to repay you for everything you've done for him.

COMMENTS: happy birthday @dove-da-birb :3 i hope u have a good day !!!

The soft yellow yarn looks almost funny in his rough hands. Alan gazes upon the fabric with a furrow brow, cheeks red from the winter chill. You stand before him, waiting for him to give you any reaction at all to your gift.

“What is this?” he asks, voice soft and rough, sweeter than honey as he addresses you.

“It’s a scarf. I made it for you. Noticed you didn’t have one and decided to fix that,” you shrug, watching as he turns it over in his hands.

“You made this?” he murmurs, eyes widening with wonder.

“I did, yes.” you confirm.

Alan looks touched. It’s the softest you have ever seen him, standing outside Clementia’s door, hunched over as snow piles by his feet. He came all this way to see you, just to check in after a particularly stressful day—and yet, he was making you feel better just by being around.

Snowflakes dot his hair, melting into the dark, tousled strands. You almost want to reach out and brush them off, to run your fingers through it and do away with the wetness from the melting snow, but you don’t. He looks so pretty like this—and you reckon he would look even prettier if he was wearing that scarf and keeping warm.

“Let me put it on for you,” you offer, placing your hands on top of the soft woven yarn.

Alan freezes, much like the icicles that have formed overheard, looking so sturdy and yet being so, so fragile. One touch and they could fall, plummeting toward the Earth before shattering completely.

Removing the scarf from his hands, you take care when wrapping it around his neck. Alan’s face feels warm—you have gotten close enough to feel his body heat, taking the opportunity to do so, slowly moving the scarf around and around his neck.

You’re lucky it’s not snowing harder, or else the moment would be ruined and you’d have to crowd inside this broken down building. Not exactly the most ideal for a romantic getaway.

It isn’t until you pull away that you realize Alan has hunched over, trying his hardest to make it easy for you to help him. It sends a warmth flowing through your veins, even as the cold air nips at your nose.

“You can come inside, if you’d like,” you say.

Right, yeah. Because you just wrapped the scarf on him so of course he would come inside and take it off. That makes perfect sense.

You just don't want him to leave.

“No, I—I don’t want to impose. I just wanted to check in,” he says gruffly, shrinking in on himself, “If you’re alright, then...goodnight. See you.”

“Alan, wait.”

You don’t reach out to him. He might run away if you touch him. Your words, thankfully, are enough to freeze him in place, his trembling back your only indicator of how he feels right now.

“It’s cold. Let me make you tea. You can sit across the room if you want, just—let me.” you plead.

Your front door is wide open, and for him it always will be.

“...I’ll make the tea. You sit down,” he mumbles, turning back to face you, “You should rest. You’ve had a long day.”

“So you’re staying?”

He hesitates.

A nod.

Relief floods your veins and you beam, stepping aside to let him through. The shitty wooden floor creaks under his feet and your heart sings at the familiar sound.

Clementia only ever feels like home when he’s inside of it. You only even feel at home when he’s around.

Stay the afternoon? You hope he stays forever.

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ive been waiting on this one, sorry if its lame: mc comes back from a mission and everyone is so tired they forget shes still wearing the fox cloak when she leaves. the ghoul boys remember and head to her room to help only to find her already asleep. Thing is, she is obviously dreaming of them in her sleep because the fox cloak transformed into their clothes. how do the boys react? any ghouls you want but please at least haku, alan, towa, jiro, and lyca

btw im the anon thats new to the game and i love these characters all so much!

SUMMARY: alan, towa, haku, lyca, and jiro walking in on you sleeping while dreaming of them with the fox robe on! (PHEW thats a mouthful)

COMMENTS: THIS IS SUCH A CUTE IDEA ANON !!!! i wrote this so fast（；´д｀）ゞ

Truthfully, I don’t think Alan understands at first. He stands in your doorway, hunched over to make himself smaller, always conscious of how fragile your dorm is. The floorboards creak under his shifting weight as he debates whether or not to go inside and wake you up.

Then, you groan. It’s a soft sleepy noise but it makes him freeze. You hadn’t woken up, had you? He’d feel horrible if you couldn’t get rest because of him. 

That’s when he notices. His yellow uniform vest peaks out from the flaps of the cloak. His mind stumbles, confused as to why you’d be wearing a Vagastrom vest to bed and where you would have acquired one in the first place.

But then, a soft mumble of his name leaves your lips, and the realization hits him like a punch in the gut.

Alan stands by your door, as stoic as ever, heart pounding in his ears. You, with the fox robe over your shoulders, dreaming of him with a serene look on your face.

But...you don’t look like you're having a nightmare—are you really not scared?

Towa has no concept of personal space! Dandelion, you look so cozy all snuggled up in the fox robe, he wants to join too!

And so, Towa bounces over to your bed, about to throw himself next to you (and most likely wake you up) when he freezes.

Your legs are covered in what looks like his white jumpsuit. He leans closer, tilting his head to get a better look.

It shouldn't be your size—how did you get one that fits you so well, Dandelion?

Reaching out, his fingers brush against the robe before taking it in his hand. As gently as he can, he pulls it aside, breathing heavily as a perfect copy of his jumpsuit is revealed.

“Silly Dandelion,” he coos, nuzzling your cheek, “You’re so cute.”

Haku is one of the faster ones to catch on. There’s some comment about undressing you that rests at the tip of his tongue, but he never gets the chance to tell you. When he knocks on your door, you do not respond.

“I’m coming in, princess,” he warns.

When the door swings open, he’s met by the sight of you, curled up in bed with the cloak wrapped around your shoulders. Sighing deeply, Haku can’t help the affectionate smile that spreads across his face.

Really, princess? Going to sleep with that robe on and dressing in his clothes?

You don’t know what you do to him.

Heart fluttering like a caged butterfly, Haku sits on the bed next to your sleeping form.

“Sweet dreams, beautiful,” he murmurs, testing the new name on his tongue, liking how it sounds, “I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Hey, you forgot to take the cloak off—oh.”

Lyca bursts into your room with the intention of fretting over you, only to be met with your sleeping form. He’s careful when he crosses the room, face pulled into a deep frown as he concentrates on not making a sound.

Of course you passed out, that moth-eaten Cassanova had run you ragged for no reason at all. If it was up to Lyca, he’d help you with everything, and you’d never have to be alone again!

“Lyca...” you mumble, flipping onto your back.

He jerks back at not only the sound of his name, but the sight of you wearing his dorm uniform. Furrowing his brow, Lyca comes to the slow realization that you must be dreaming of him.

Overcome by instinct, Lyca kneels down by your side. If anyone were to walk in at this very moment, they’d see Lyca’s frustrated face and assume he was angry.

Truthfully, he was anything but—you never failed to catch him off guard with your kindness.

Jiro doesn’t see a problem with just...barging into your room if it’s for the sake of collecting the fox robe. The rise and fall of your chest and your deep breathing indicate to him that you’re fast asleep.

He just dropped you off a couple minutes ago. Were you really that tired? Perhaps he should look into it.

Crossing your room, he makes his way to your bedside. It’s then that he notices the details of his dorm uniform peeking from underneath the robe.

You’re dreaming about him. Unsurprising, considering you spent most of the day on a mission with him and Yuri.

It’s almost clinical, the way he unties the robe from your shoulders and gently tugs it off of you. His clothes on you are more obvious than ever now, and Jiro can’t help but feel a spike of...something shoot through his heart.

Huh. He should study that emotion further.

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how would they react to mc giving them a nickname fitting to the one they give you? like clover for towa, prince for haku, d̶e̶l̶i̶n̶q̶u̶e̶n̶t̶ f̶o̶r̶ l̶e̶o̶ for example? towa, haku, haru, lyca, jin, jiro (for jiro i imagine something in complete opposition to the monster/frankenstein names hes called)

SUMMARY: you give them an affectionate pet name ... how do they react?

COMMENTS: i only write for five characters in a request so i kicked jin off. couldnt come up w a nickname for him anyway...he'll be fine. (✿◡‿◡) i wrote these with romantic undertones!!

The first time you call Haru sunshine he almost doesn’t process it fully. Runs out the door with a swift bahnti! and comes back no less than twenty seconds later after checking half the exhibits to frantically ask you if he was hallucinating.

This is one of the best things that has ever happened to him. He lights up when you confirm that you gave him such a sweet nickname—this means he’s special to you, right? Well you’re special to him too!

If you dare, the next time you call him that, you should pair it with a soft laugh and a gentle touch on his bicep. He’s gone. Haru is a lovesick puddle on the floor!

Towa’s dramatic ass is never letting you live this down. You called him clover? He’d better be your four leaf one. And yes, he does mean your four lead clover, who else’s? (Don’t say Haru, he'll pout at you.)

The thing is, Towa will take this as a sign that he can cling to you all he wants and get away with it. Who is going to stop him? Coriander can’t, Haru won’t, Wolfsbane just gags and leaves you to your cuddly fate.

Be ready to tell him how great he is and shower him the compliments he so obviously craves. Pair it with your soft touch and he’ll drop his whole body weight onto you like an oversized cat.

Haku is seconds away from pulling a just kidding out of his ass, but the words get caught in his throat when you call him your prince. You’re playing along with him for the very first time—what a rush.

Despite the fact that he was the first one to give you a nickname, he laughs it off and reminds me that most guys would take that the wrong way, so you should be careful. Right, because he isn’t taking it the wrong way. Of course. He’s so normal about this.

Haku, to his core, is another lovesick boy. You do strange things to his heart and even if he tries to play it off as a joke, he really does think you’re cute. Maybe it’s fate that he met you—now if only he could save you from your curse like a proper prince.

Something simple is most effective with Lyca! Call him hon or sweetpea and watch him perk up. He does find it a bit embarrassing (and he’ll bite Edward’s head off if he says anything) but don't stop.

He naturally takes care of you—making sure you’re eating enough, buying you little things he knows you like, paying for your food—so getting that extra pet name boost is like a genuine award to him.

Honestly, he might take it as platonic at first. Lyca is a bit dense in matters of the heart, but once he goes to Subaru and has to watch as his face dawns in understanding, maybe he will understand too.

The first time you called Jiro angel, it was offhanded. You’re not sure why it slipped out. Much to your relief he simply hands you what you were asking for and walks off. You’re left standing there in front of one of Mortkranken’s lab tables with the taste of angel still on your tongue.

Later, Yuri storms up to you and starts hollering about public displays of affection and indecency, lecturing you thoroughly. It’s so much that you can barely get a word in. It isn’t until Jiro and you cross paths again that you realize what happened.

Jiro, point blank, tells you he asked Yuri for clarification on why you had called him angel. It obviously isn’t a bad thing, and he is familiar with nicknames, but no one has called him something so kind before. (Psst, he likes it.)

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like real people do | hoshibami taiga

Taiga seems awfully enamoured with your new lipstick. Luckily (or not), you are awfully enamoured with him.

contains — fluff and angst, making out, some mildly suggestive dialogue. blood, biting, imagined consumption stuff (eating you once transformed into the kyklos). a hint of masochism??? (goes with the biting). he holds his gun to ur head but you’re impossibly into it (you match each other’s freak idk what to say). mild religious (buddhist) imagery. reader wears lipstick, petnames 'doll' and 'kitty-cat' are used but otherwise no gendered language. you are ridiculously down bad for e/o it's actually crazy

wc — 2.3k (head in hands)

notes — went a little insane writing this ngl both due to my insomnia and my biblical need for him... prompted by my art of lipstick smeared taiga here. title is taken from hozier's song (i'll always defend fic writers using his lyrics). hope you enjoy!

“Stay still.”

Something incoherent leaves Taiga’s lips on a low breath, head lolling against the back of his chair. “Been staying still for a while, doll.”

“I beg to differ,” you mutter, swiping a finger over the countless smudges decorating his rouged skin. He’s been unpredictable as ever in the last half hour — ducking down to catch your lips with his own at the most sporadic times, turning his cheek when you’d finally set your sights on his mouth. “And you’ve got some nerve to complain when you dragged me up here in the first place.”

You’d been searching for a classmate at Sinostra when Taiga had appeared out of thin air to stare at you very intensely before hauling you into his room. This wasn’t exactly a foreign occurrence, but he’d gone about doing so with particular zeal. He’d swiped his thumb over your painted lips — a new shade you’d bought recently on a solo outing — grinning in a way that made your heart lurch and an idea stir in your mind. Either way, he definitely didn’t complain when you pushed him into his damned torture chair, muttering about how if he wasn't going to let you go regardless, you supposed the cosmetic could still use some extra testing. 

“Can’t blame me for that, can ya?” A squeeze to your hip; the barrel of his revolver glints in the afternoon light as it rises up, sun-edged against his head. “Walkin’ around the casino lookin’ like that…”

You pinch his cheek, eliciting a short yelp. “Mhmm.” 

His eyes are bright. Twin shards of jadeite flash sharp enough to cut, sparks bursting against your skin— you tip your head down and smear another set of kisses across his collarbone, tongue sown with the sudden taste of char.

“Don’t look at me like that,” you mumble between marks. “‘S the same look you get when you gamble.”

“Thought you were into it.” 

“I am. Just not while we’re alone.”

“Oh?” Taiga tips your chin up, nail pressing into the pigment-stained plush of your lip. “We can always take this back outside. Would make for a good show—“

You deadpan. “You were complaining about me being in the casino ten seconds ago.”

“Mm, not the same.” He twirls his gun around his trigger finger. You follow the movement with half-clouded eyes. “Fuckers would know I’m yours.”

He says it so casually. You heave out a sigh and a you're oddly romantic today, the tail end of which is muffled by the salt of his skin when you tuck your head down once more. 

“… You look so pretty like this,” you murmur, as if it will alleviate the burning in your ears. 

The image you have of him is pieced together from fragments of this intimacy — you have dared not pull away enough to view your handiwork in its entirety. You can see it, though, in your mind’s eye. The clearest mark — the very first one you made — is right over his left cheekbone. Then comes the stain across his lips, now smudged beyond all recognition. After is the peak of his clavicle, and the trail over its crest, and the mess mottling his throat. You map out the paths out with your fingers, an astronomer of his skin, each kiss something like a star — not everlasting, perhaps, but brilliant nevertheless. You would wish on them a thousand times. You know you have wished for these moments with him a thousand more. 

A little more time, you whisper to yourself, watching how your tinted fingertips smear the faintest of prints across his skin. Just to share. 

(It is a fact that all the time in the world could never satisfy you. A hundred, thousand, million revolutions of the wheel of life with him would still leave you wanting more. The idea of need — of feeding — is inextricable from Taiga, to you. 

Somehow, that makes the idea of five more minutes infinitely more wonderful.)

“Somethin’ on your mind, kitty-cat?”

You huff at the familiar name. Snapped free from your stupor, you peer up at him through hazy eyes from your perch in his lap— ah, perhaps it was more accurate than you’d given him credit for. 

This new consideration is broken by a prompt click and the chill of gunmetal poised right against your temple.

“I’ll say it again,” he muses, tongue darting out to wet his lips as he seizes your chin in hand. “Somethin’ on your mind, kitty-cat?”

You blink slowly. There might be adrenaline spiking somewhere in your blood; you register faintly your pulse quickening, breath hitching, every nerve set aflame by the match-strike cut of his eyes. 

“No,” you hum. A soft smile curves your lips. You’ve been through this routine before. He won’t shoot. He wouldn’t if you dared him; he didn’t the last time you did, anyways. You tip your head to the side, letting your eyes flutter shut as the muzzle of his gun presses into your temple a little harder. How different is it, really, to his palm? “Nothing important.” 

He holds your gaze when you finally open your eyes. If he is searching for something, you do not question it. 

A glimmering idea overtakes you like a sunset flash. 

You rear up, a fleeing hare’s pelt gleaming in the sun, and quickly press your lips to the barrel of the revolver. The stain it leaves is slightly tacky, but the metal’s coolness is welcome against your swollen lips and the shades complement each other well. You manoeuvre yourself back into place just in time to catch his expression, and tuck it safely away. 

“Huh, kitty-cat.” He looks delighted. You arch a brow, barely able to contain your own giddy grin. “Didn’t know you had that in ya.”

You shake your head. “I’m disappointed, Hoshibami.”

His arm drops down — not before he tips the gun towards him and checks the stain himself, clicking his tongue. You watch, enamoured. 

“Prefer the ones you leave on me.” He shrugs. The revolver makes a dull thud on the carpet, and then he is lounging to the side, head propped up on the heel of his palm to expose the ruined canvas of his neck. You exhale lowly. He raises an eyebrow, all teeth and heart and beauty incarnate— but before your lips meet his flesh you pause and simply look. 

You’d been somewhat afraid of it, before, wondering just how much of everything you have to lose you would find gazing back. And yet, there is nothing of the sort; you notice only how the sunlight is kind to Taiga. It breathes life into him — makes his hair dance around his eyes, carmine and gold spun into something soft and quick and brilliant like a hearth set to burn away the parts of you that hurt. There is ash on your tongue when you close the gap. His rings sear their shadows into your waist; you press yourself into him further, deeper, like you could kiss the demons you know haunt him into becoming your own—

The tip of his canine catches on your lip, and your mind goes blank. Pulse thundering, you tip your head and press the rouged flesh into the point, melting against him at the stab of pain that ricochets through you, keening softly at the satisfied hum he feeds into your mouth. 

This is heaven, you think. It is in the coppery tang he smears across your mouths, the way he forces his lip between your teeth and rasps for you to bite. He is heaven. 

And who are you to defy a divine command? 

"Fuck, doll," he groans out through a heartstopping grin, pulling back in spite of all your protests. The skin of his lower lip is pulled taut over his teeth. It is split so tenderly. You think of digging your nails into a pomegranate, watching the seeds tumble forth as it gapes like an unholy maw, crimson sinking along the invisible paths of your meridians the same way you grew to love him — steady, secret, absolute. "That's it." 

Oh.

You freeze.

It's not the first time you've done this. You have long come to know the taste of copper as the taste of love, of giving, of want— but there is a new gleam in his half-lidded eyes and it feels like you are falling all over again. 

“Careful, Taiga,” you rasp, borderline dizzy as you swallow. Still, you crack a smile. “Keep talking like that and I might just fall in love with you.” 

Will he love you when you become the horror you were always meant to be? When your skin is rendered indistinguishable from bone and you smell of death and honeysuckle rather than the sunlight of his room, will he still try to hold you? Will he pin you down, eyes alight with hunger as he pries apart your ribcage and closes his teeth around what is left of your heart?

You kiss him harder, until the ache in your chest is swallowed by the crush of your mouth, and there is nothing except Taiga, nothing except yourself. Because you may not be able to give him time, or a future, or anything that hums along to the tune of forever, but you can give him you. 

(In another world, when you kiss him you are saying please. This is all I am. This is all I have. If I must go, let me take the memory of you with me.)

You do not know how long you spend there; only that the sun is beginning to wane when exhaustion finally weighs you down, and every gasp for air feels like a stab. Taiga is ravaged beneath you, a devastating harbinger of your ruin hewn from blood and lipstick and heaving flush. A distinct sort of dizziness takes over you when you catch sight of yourself in the far mirror; you blink away the haze and turn back to him, softening at how he leans into your palm. 

“We should clean up,” you hum. 

He grumbles. You tilt his chin up, meeting his eyes. “Taiga,” you say, in a warning tone.

“Later,” he yawns. You don’t know what else you expected, really. “We’re takin’ a nap, first.”

He doesn’t wait for your response before sweeping you into his arms, rising up from the seat with a groan and a crack of his neck. You wind your fingers into the gold at his nape as he traipses over to the bed, tugging the covers back and setting you down. 

“The sheets are gonna get stained,” you murmur, but you let him toss the blanket over the both of you and pull you close. 

“Don’t give a shit.” He closes his eyes. You tug at his hair, letting out a soft giggle when his nose scrunches, and scratch lightly at his scalp the way you know that he adores. 

How lovely it is to be something to someone, you think. He is beautiful, and he is yours. You will never forget it for as long as you live. You stroke his hair again, soft murmurs laced with something sweet as his voice rumbles in the crook of your neck. 

(Mine, you whisper to yourself. Mine. Your beginning, and your end, and your everything in between. 

It could be enough, you think, in the fading light’s embrace. 

This is enough.)

Taiga has known you for a very long time. 

He has known you through every reset, every cycle. Every death. He knows the glow of your name in every colour you speak in, has memorised how your eyelashes scatter the moonlight when you are breathing soundly in his arms, pressed close enough to suffocate all your ghosts. You have come and gone and been a thousand times, and Taiga will know you through a thousand more. He is prepared for it. He has always been prepared for it.

(Sometimes, though, you laugh above him — warm and brilliant, edges dripping with sun — and a part of him believes that he is living your very first kiss all over again.)

He opens his eyes. You are fast asleep before him, swollen lips parted slightly, mouth smudged through with red. A voice whispers that you are not real; that this is but another fleeting dream, a rare memory he can extract from the fog of his mind before he wakes up and it is all burning to the ground. 

(If you are real, that means your tears, your screams, your pleas for him to come down are real. Till death do us part, Hoshibami; you’re not getting away from me that easily. Take my hand. I still have so much more to know about you. Come on, Taiga, I’m begging you, please— you promised, you promised, you promised—)

You shift against his chest, murmuring something unintelligible, and if only for a moment the heat dies down on his skin. Perhaps, when he gazes down at your face tucked into his shoulder, it is in mourning. One of the many things Taiga has come to know about you is that you are exceptionally good at loving things, and you lose them every time. It is in your blood. It is how the story you were born for goes. 

You don’t know that, though. You are something more, you with all your calculations and curiosities and bright-eyed challenges. And when you stand amidst the storm with your ashen prayers, you do not know that Taiga wants nothing more than to be held by you there on the balcony rail, to be loved by you in any way that would not make the flames grow taller. Because you may belong to time, to the fires, to the tides—

—but Taiga will always belong to you. 

thank you for reading!

is a lot of this reminiscent of edgy wattpad romance? yes. am i a sucker for consumption and pomegranate motifs, derivative or not? also yes. however i pitch that u can write what you want forever.

thank you for reading i’m sending one million heart emojis directly to your door!!

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Character Sheets and character creation →

When creating a character, there’s a lot of questions you ask yourself. Whether it’s an original character or one you’ve been playing for a long time, using a character sheet to get to know your character better can always be a nice idea. With it’s help, you’ll be able to think about things you didn’t necesarily thought about, and ask some important questions to yourself that might activate your character’s voice, or help you to get your muse back with them. Everyone has their favorite character sheets, some people prefer to have a lot of questions, some others like it a bit more vague, so here’s a masterlist of the character sheets I found on various websites and found quite interesting, plus some other things that could be used to help you see, for example, how other character view yours. 

Blank Character Sheet (+370 Questions)

Abridged Character Sheet (100 Questions)

Big-Ass Character Sheet

Character Creation Form

Character Sheet by Jody Hedlund

Creating a character Bio Sheet

Character Analysis Worksheet

100 Character Development questions for writers

Create a Character Profile

Character Development Worksheet

Original Character Bio-Sheet

Character Chart for Fiction Writers

A Character Chart By Charlotte Dillon

Fiction Writer’s Character Chart

Detailed Character Sheet

Character Sheet Template

Character Twenty-Question Worksheet

In-Depth Character Sheet

Character Worksheet

Character Interview Sheet (First Person)

Background Questionnaire (First Person)

Characters Perceptions (How do other people perceive your character?)

With these sheets, you could also try to find your character’s Jung and Enneagram Type or use the Moral Alignment tool. All of these things can be really useful to get a better grip on a character.

Then, if you’re trying to create a character, and do not have many ideas, or get stuck, I’d suggest for you to roam around TVTropes, which gives you a lot of tropes used for character creation. Maybe you could try to mix a few of these and create an original character?

Or, if you’re a skillful writer and know how to make your character different from another, make a list of characters in fiction you happen to find interesting and why. Try to keep it short. Then, maybe, try to mix and match things from two or three characters, take a character and change their backstory, to see what would change. Play with them to inspire yourself and create something new, original and truly yours.

Oh, and here’s a little guide to Mary-Sues and OCs, just in case you want to make sure your character isn’t going to become a Mary-Sue or a Gary-Stu

And last but not least, this article about building fictional character definitely seemed interesting to me, and is full of many other links that could guide you during the creating of your character and help you file one of these sheets.

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...that was hot

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Tkdb boys with a reader who always spoil them with kisses, hugs, pats on the head, and homemade food. ( If you can, please include Haku )

SUMMARY: spoiling jin, sho, alan, haku, and jiro with your affection!!

COMMENTS: come get ur guys everyone!!

Jin Kamurai

The first time you bring him breakfast in bed he almost yells at you because he thought you were Tohma.

It takes him a while to get used to you just letting yourself in, a tray in hand and a smile on your face.

If you see his cheeks turning pink when you hand feed him berries, don’t mention it. He’ll nip at your fingertips if you tease him too much!

He finds it easy to be around you in public, even with all the Frostheim gossip. Heaven forbid anyone say anything about you, though.

He’ll cut them down in a second.

Jin revels in your affection, even though he may not be as open about it as others. When you kiss him, he cups the back of your neck and opts to keep you there, pressed against him, for as long as possible.

It’s so easy to love you.

And if it’s easy for you to love him, then he hopes you will forever.

Sho Haizono

He loves casual affection. Give him a kiss on the cheek and hold his hand and he won’t be able to stop smiling.

You turn him into such a sap. Leo thinks it’s gross, and all Sho can say is shut up.

It’s a privilege to get to show you off, to walk around campus with your hands and eyes on him and him only. It makes him feel proud.

Anyone who visits his food truck knows the two of you are attached at the hip, with you always manning the register when the crowds get too demanding.

And when that’s all over you shoo Sho away so he can eat his own lunch, the one that you made for him.

He tells you every time you ask how he liked it that he loves your food more than anything.

He should really put a ring on your finger before you share your food with anyone else, huh?

Alan Mido

The last thing Alan expected when he patted your head was for you to reach out and pat his back.

His cheeks flare pink and his eyes go wide, all the breath snatched from his lungs. You’re so precious, so you shouldn’t touch him. You shouldn’t.

But no matter how often he tells you so, you don’t stop.

You keep touching him, hugging him and patting his arm and leaning against his side when you’re tired.

He feels like a big, hulking mass next to the likes of you. Alan really doesn’t want to hurt you.

But you act like that’s the last thing he’d ever do.

You lean in close and kiss the corner of his eye, you brush stray hairs away from his face, you sit yourself on his lap and wrap his own burly arms around you.

He hopes you can’t hear just how hard his heart pounds whenever you’re near.

Haku Kusanagi

What, you went through all this effort for little old him? Well, it’d be a shame to waste it, wouldn’t it?

Haku doesn’t feel like he deserves all your hard work, He appreciates your affection and accepts it wholeheartedly, matching your energy tenfold.

It might catch him off guard in the beginning, since he’s used to being the one who does the touching, but with you by his side he’ll get used to it real fast!

You’re just too cute. And so precious, too. He wants to trap you in his arms and kiss you silly and never let you go.

You’re the best thing that’s ever been his, after all.

He’d love nothing more than to have your permission to spoil you back, since you’re so insistent on him just sitting down and relaxing for a while.

He will return the favor. It’s just a matter of when.

Jiro Kirisaki

He thinks this is just how you are at first. Jiro regards this as normal until he sees you interact with Yuri.

You...only touch him that way? Interesting.

And so, he asks you about it. Jiro asks you if he’s special to you and that's why you only hold his hand and pat his head when he’s done a good job.

Regardless of your answer, he will nod and continue about his day.

You won’t notice anything really off with him until the next day, when he decides to match your energy!

Now you’re the one receiving headpats and hugs. All the gentle touches you bestowed upon Jiro are getting reciprocated!

I hope you’re not easily flustered...

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Love Languages: How They Show Their Affection

Hey everyone! I'm back with another headcanon post, this time diving into how our favorite characters express their love and affection. Whether it's through subtle gestures, grand displays, or tender moments, each one has their own unique way of showing how much you mean to them. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed putting it together!

Jin • Jin is not a man of many words. That’s why it’s important to understand the language of his gestures in order to feel his affection. • He shows his affection in various situations where you can count on being the only person who gets to experience it. For instance, he often lets you decide what you’ll have for dinner. Believe it or not, you won’t even notice if you pick something he has no appetite for. • When he craves closeness, he’ll send you a message, regardless of the time, calling you to his room. It’s more of a command than a request. But if you comply, you’ll find yourself wrapped in his arms on the couch or bed, simply enjoying his presence. That moment belongs to just the two of you. • Whenever you even think about wanting something special, it will appear in your room the next day. He also likes to surprise you with things you hadn’t even thought of. He catches every little detail from your stories about your dreams and passions, and when the opportunity arises, he brings them to life through small gifts.

Tohma • Both of you have strict schedules, so showing affection is key in this relationship if you want to make the most of the time you have together. Tohma knows this well. • When you see each other amidst the hustle and bustle of the academy, he gives you, and only you, his warmest smile. • He’s not a fan of showing physical affection in public, but when he crosses your path, he’ll always pass close enough for your hands to “accidentally” brush. His hand closes slightly, as if trying to hold yours. • If time and circumstances allow, he’ll quickly and wordlessly pull you into an empty room or hallway when you pass by him. He gives you a brief but passionate kiss, brushes a strand of hair from your face, and looks deeply into your eyes before you both go on your way, as if nothing happened.

Luca • Luca is initially reserved about showing his feelings for two reasons. First, he knows his best friend Kaito has feelings for you and doesn’t want to rub it in his face that you didn’t choose him. Second, Luca is a true gentleman who would never do anything to make you feel uncomfortable. • But he never tires of showering you with compliments, all of which he means sincerely. You can see it in his eyes—no man could look at you with more love. • When you’re alone, and you’re facing away from him, he loves to hug you from behind. You both linger in that position, enjoying each other’s warmth. • When you sleep together, he holds you tightly, as if afraid you could be taken from him at any moment.

Kaito • Kaito knows you love it when he makes you something, so he spoils you with plenty of sweets whenever he has time to bake for you. Missing desserts from your homeland? He’ll surprise you with them as soon as he finds a good recipe. • He’ll take many photos of you and the two of you together. While part of him loves to show off, it’s mostly because he still can’t quite believe you and he are real. Your relationship is still beyond his imagination, so he treasures every photo when you’re not with him. • He remembers every detail about you and is always looking for ways to surprise you. Love ice cream? Prepare to visit every renowned ice cream parlor in Tokyo—he’ll take you to all of them. • And of course, you won’t be able to escape his constant messages. He always wants to know what you’re doing and how you’re feeling, not out of worry or jealousy, but because he genuinely cares (though he’s no stranger to those feelings either).

Alan • Do I even need to mention how often he’ll pat your head? • He always checks how you’re doing and makes sure you have everything you need. He’ll also always offer to let you sleep in his T-shirts when you stay over. He just loves seeing you in his oversized clothes, and though he’d never say it out loud, the smile on his face when he sees you in his sleepwear says it all. • His sweetest way of showing affection is his almost casual request for you to join him in nearly everything he does. He loves having you around. Even if you’re not into physical activities like he is, he doesn’t mind—he just wants to be near you. • Wherever you are, Alan will seek your physical closeness. Sometimes, you’re not even sure if he’s doing it consciously or if his feelings just naturally draw him to you. Whether it’s an arm around your waist, moving closer on the couch, or casually holding your hand, he always seeks contact.

Sho • For Sho, love truly comes through food. So rest assured, you’ll never go hungry if this man is yours. Lucky you. • Though Leo is his best friend, he will never allow anyone, not even him, to badmouth you. Never, ever. No one—absolutely no one—touches his sweet girlfriend. • Sho will often give you small gifts in the form of jewelry. Nothing overly expensive, but always something unique. Seeing you wear it makes him incredibly happy, so you’d better wear it, because it’s also his way of marking you as his own. • Though he’d never admit it, Sho actually enjoys public displays of affection. He’s proud to have you by his side, and when you reach for his hand, he’ll pretend he’s only letting it happen for your sake, to make you more comfortable. In reality, his heart is always racing when you do.

Leo

Leo could only accept a partner who is on equal footing with him. That's why he can actually be very sweet in a relationship when he wants to.

Naturally, the maximum amount of physical affection in public will be displayed, as long as you allow it. After all, the world needs to see what a great relationship you two have. It’s a wonder you haven’t yet shared a French kiss on campus. He definitely enjoys making your admirers jealous.

But of course, he’s only doing this for the show and for the clicks when he films you both. It has nothing to do with the fact that he maximally enjoys your closeness and can’t get enough of you. Never. How could you come up with such silly ideas?

He will shower you with gifts that he "just happened to buy somewhere." Does this have anything to do with the fact that he actually listens to you and explicitly searches for things you like and that he hopes will make you happy? Such nonsense.

Haru

Despite his strict schedule, Haru will never miss the chance to show you how much you mean to him.

Every now and then, you'll get messages from him asking where you are, only for him to show up shortly after with all kinds of stuff. Surely, you've forgotten to drink enough today, right? Don’t worry, he’ll take care of you.

You’ll also receive sweet messages from him every day. At first, he’s a bit overwhelmed with flirting properly, but eventually, he gets the hang of it and showers you with subtle love declarations.

Speaking of love declarations: when he sees you on campus, he won’t miss the chance to greet you with a hug and a kiss on the forehead. He doesn't care if others see you.

Towa

Towa is a true romantic. He understands the language of flowers like no other. So, be prepared to receive numerous flowers from him. He takes the effort to present you with a special one every day, just to emphasize how unique you are to him.

He doesn't care what people around you think. He will hug and kiss you in public whenever the mood strikes.

Towa is a good listener, and even though he's not necessarily good with words, he always knows how you feel and what you need at that moment. If it's peace, he'll leave you alone; if it’s closeness, he'll whisk you away to a quiet spot and hold you in his arms until time forces you back to reality.

Wherever you go together, he'll want to hold your hand. It’s important to him to have you by his side at all times.

Ren

Ren is more the type for subtle expressions of love. So, a keen sense of perception is needed if you don't want to starve from lack of affection in a relationship with him.

The most noticeable thing for an attentive observer is Ren's smile when he's around you. He always seems much more relaxed when you’re there, and you're probably the only person who’s ever made him laugh.

In public, he wouldn’t dare show any affection, but when you're alone, he craves your touch. Even though he'll always claim you're the one who wants it and he’s simply complying with your wishes.

He also loves playing with your hair during your evening movie nights. Not having to ask for head massages definitely has its perks.

Romeo

Usually, it's Romeo who receives affection, but even he sometimes gets overwhelmed by longing, and everyone around can see how much you mean to him — and that no one should mess with you because of that.

Romeo is possessive. It’s no different with his partner. You belong to him alone, and everyone who even thinks about getting too close to you should know that. That’s why you're probably the only person on the planet who’s allowed to touch him in public without getting punched.

He lets you sit on his lap in his office when you're talking, and he makes no effort to let you go when one of his lackeys enters the room. After all, everyone knows you belong to him.

You also don’t need to worry about not being stylish enough for Romeo. He'll make sure your wardrobe is perfectly aligned with his. Expect a complete makeover. You won't recognize yourself — in a good way.

Taiga

Regardless of his moods, Taiga is definitely a physical type. This means that he loves to show his affection through hugs and kisses of all kinds, as long as you let him. His lap is your second home.

He may not be greedy or superficial, but he has taken a liking to showering you with gifts. Though, in most cases, you’d better not know where they came from.

Depending on whether you’re okay with it, he’ll either nibble on your ear and cover your neck with kisses when you two are alone. He just loves it.

He practically lets you move into his room because, as his good luck charm, he always wants to have you near.

Ritsu

The first thing anyone who knows Ritsu even a little would notice is the fact that he doesn’t talk to you like a potential client, but actually like his girlfriend. Even though he would never, ever talk to you in a childish manner or give you pet names in public. That’s simply not his style, love or no love.

Ritsu has good manners and knows from several sources that it’s proper to take a lady out to dinner. So, he regularly dresses up and takes you to the finest restaurants Tokyo has to offer.

Since he wants to be taken seriously as a lawyer, he refrains from physical contact in public. But since he still wants people to recognize you as his love, it’s acceptable to link arms with him.

Though he seems rather stiff, he does enjoy hugging and kissing you. It should just happen in private.

Haku

Haku is an incorrigible charmer and will shower you with compliments anytime, although you often have to read between the lines of his jokes to find them. However, the longer you're together, the more serious he becomes with his compliments.

Physical closeness is something Haku finds very comforting, so he loves holding hands or walking with his arm around you.

He also won’t hesitate to kiss you passionately in public. Of course, he’ll refrain from doing so if it makes you uncomfortable.

Additionally, he regularly invites you on dates, making an effort to keep them as varied as possible. By the way, long walks are not considered actual dates for him but rather a standard activity.

Subaru

Due to his stigma and his rather reserved nature, Subaru will initially refrain from showing affection through physical closeness. Instead, he expresses his feelings in a more subtle way through many small gestures.

Even though he values having enough personal space for both of you, he places great importance on seeing or at least hearing from you every day. If you couldn’t meet during the day, he will call you at night to wish you goodnight.

Another way he shows his affection is by sharing his memories and feelings with you. Normally, he doesn't like talking about himself, but with you, it feels so natural to share his deepest thoughts that he doesn't mind at all.

Whenever there's an event he thinks you might enjoy, he’ll make sure to arrange everything so you can attend together. After all, he wants to make sure you're happy and that you experience lots of things together, helping you grow closer.

Zenji

Zenji is a master of words and will primarily express his affection verbally, especially when there are no other alternatives. This might be in the form of poems or songs that he has written exclusively for you, meant only for your ears.

He’ll also always keep you company whenever you need it. He loves staying up with you late into the night, talking about everything under the sun until you fall asleep. Seeing you so peacefully and safely in bed is the greatest gift for him.

You'll often find little hidden notes from him, wishing you a good day, asking for a smile, reciting a short poem, or revealing his feelings. You usually discover them much later because he hides them so well.

Wherever you go, he will watch over you. Even though he may no longer be able to protect you himself, he’ll make sure you’re safe.

Rui

Rui’s days of physical affection are unfortunately behind him, so he has had to find new ways to express his feelings. His first idea was to gift you a small teddy bear, which you can cuddle whenever you feel the urge to hold Rui instead.

If you’ve managed to convince him to enter a relationship, he will generally want you to have something that shows you're taken. So, he'll gift you some sort of special piece of jewelry — most likely a ring. Although Rui's the one constantly surrounded by admirers, he's the one who is deeply afraid of losing you because he believes you're too good for him.

Rui is incredibly attentive and can literally read your wishes from your eyes. If it's within his power, he’ll fulfill them. This also means he always knows how you’re feeling, as he can read you like a book. So be careful what you're thinking!

When you're out together, he gives his full attention to you alone. Even though he may use his usual charm when approached by others, especially women, he never gives you any reason to worry.

Ed

Usually, Ed is the type who craves attention and affection, but he’s also capable of expressing his own feelings.

Social conventions matter little to him, as he doesn’t see himself as part of society. So, you can expect him to show affection at any time or place — whether through hugs, kisses, or his hands wandering elsewhere on your body. That is, if you allow it.

You’re never quite sure if he actually wants to bite you, but he loves passionately kissing along your neck. The fact that he rarely breathes during this makes the situation just as eerie as it is arousing.

He regularly texts you about how much he misses you and what a cruel person you are for leaving an old man alone. After all, he always wants you by his side, no matter what you’re doing together. It’s more than clear that he finds you far more interesting than he would ever admit.

Lyca

Lyca is known for having no experience with women, let alone relationships. Therefore, he reacts quite shyly to anything you do involving physical contact, making it difficult for him to initiate gestures himself.

If you do anything that even remotely puts you in danger, he’ll call you an "idiot." He worries about you practically every second, so don’t hold it against him.

He’s trying his best to live among humans, so he observes people a lot. On campus, he watches couples and tries to pick up certain behaviors from them. Depending on the couple, this can be more or less awkward. Shy attempts to hold your hand, sharing lunch, or stroking your hair — he’s really doing his best to make things work between you.

Most of all, he shows his affection by wanting you to accompany him everywhere, especially when he’s discovering something new. You’re meant to be part of his journey toward humanity.

If you enjoy his drawings, he’ll be more than happy to paint anything you ask him to.

Yuri

Yuri is a very passionate man when it comes to his work and research. However, when it comes to dealing with women, he lacks much experience. Still, his innate enthusiasm for you is definitely in your favor.

He will gradually involve you more in his work, asking you to help him in the lab whenever possible so you can extend your already-too-short time together. He’ll even send Jiro away more often just so you two can be alone.

Whenever Yuri makes a significant discovery or feels proud of an accomplishment, he becomes filled with energy that he needs to release. He'll pick you up, spin you around, and then give you a passionate kiss before turning back to his work. Only after a few moments does he realize what just happened, as you can see from his blushing cheeks — always an adorable sight.

Despite his tight schedule, he’ll try to regularly take a night off to have dinner with you. He understands that variety is key to keeping a relationship alive.

Jiro

Jiro initially struggles to identify his feelings for you, so you'll need to be patient if you want to feel his affection.

He’s not a man of many words, so you're more likely to experience physical affection from him. Once he’s had a taste of you, he’ll want more of that sweet feeling. Why does his heart beat so fast when you touch him? Why can’t he think clearly when your hands brush his cheek? Why do his knees go weak when he feels your skin touching his own? These are all things he needs to thoroughly experiment with to understand the obvious cause.

The most beautiful thing for him is your smile. He’ll do anything to bring it out — whether through jokes, gestures, or giving you flowers. He quickly learns how to behave in ways that get the desired reaction from you.

He’ll also ask you to do ordinary things with him, such as eating or cleaning or activities that foster a deeper relationship. Very soon into your relationship, he’ll realize that everything is better with you by his side.

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"Come home the kids miss you"

Texting the ghouls "Come home, the kids miss you" Part 1

Tags: Fem Reader, Suggestive Themes

Note: I tried to make it less oc as possible 🥲🙏

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

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couldn’t have said it better myself.

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