#{(i'll always have a soft spot for my older OCs)}

[bonny-kookoo]

The ilysib couple are so cute and secure in their relationship🤧🤧 I want, no I NEED him😭

Has the oc ever felt jealous/protective of jk when another woman tries to flirt with him?

"Here, let me help.." Jungkook tells you, reaching out to take the glass bottle of strawberry flavored ramune from your struggling hands, palms already an angry red from trying to push the glass marble in by yourself. He, on the other hand, doesn't even use his palm at all- a push from his thumb all that's needed for him as he quickly drinks the foam bubbling up from the bottle, before he gives it to you.

But before you can even say thank you, someone next to him giggles, her friend behind her equally as charmed by his actions it seems like as she leans on her hand, cleavage pushed forwards so much that you're wondering when her tits will finally spill out. "It's so cute seeing a guy take care of girls like that." The older girl says, looking at Jungkook, and you freeze up for a second. "My brother has to take care of his besties' sister sometimes too, I get it." She laughs, and you put down your drink at that.

What?

It's something that you've noticed happening quite a lot with Jungkook at your side. Maybe it's your girly outfits sometimes looking more cute than sexy just because you feel like wearing something more comfortable. Maybe it's the height difference between you and Jungkook. Maybe it's your rather round face that makes people think you're younger than you are, especially when you don't dress revealing and confident.

It's, after all, one of the reasons you do dress like that, most of the time. Because you're just not being taken seriously otherwise- and right now, you're just being proven right on that.

You don't want to cause a scene and put Jungkook on the spot however, knowing how uncomfortable things like that make him- so you just stand up, shrug off your partially see-through beach cover over your chair next to him, before you lean over to kiss his cheek. "I'll be going for a swim, alright?" You say, and he nods, a bit caught off guard- before he watches you walk off, towards the sea where you slowly walk further into the deeper water.

He's suspected that you have a distaste for things like that- being belittled by others especially.

He's noticed that you're a little sensitive about jokes made concerning your height or soft facial features, and it had taken you quite a long time to ask him for help for.. anything, really. And even now, you much rather break your neck and twist your limbs in order to reach a higher shelf in the grocery store than ask him who's more often than not right next to you.

He doesn't know what to do to help. Because while he knows that you hate being called that, you are simply.. cute to him.

"Would you join us for the beach party tonight?" The girl next to him asks, pulling him out of his thoughts- and he shrugs, before he takes your beach cover, folding the see-through fabric before he puts it in your bag that he zips up. "Aw, come on-"

"Gotta ask my girlfriend if she's up for it." He simply says, before he waves at you to come back- something you do, though your face still shows some discomfort.

"Oh- well, it was worth a try." The girl says, shrugging. "But considering she's not here right now, you can always call me up when you get tired of her-" She leans closer, when Jungkook stands up, not even looking at her. Instead, he wraps the pink beach towel over your shoulders so you can dry off, and picks up your bag for you.

"I wanna go somewhere less crowded.." He mumbles towards you, and you not quietly. "Hey." He says, catching your attention to look up at him, giving him a good angle to kiss you- something that definitely catches you off guard- before you can feel his hands adjusting your bathing suit to cover your chest a bit better. "Okay?" He asks you, and you're not sure what he's asking-

But you nod.

And so he holds your hand the entire way from the beach to his car, to drive to a more secluded spot like he said. And he also holds your hands in the back of his car, where he shows you just how much he loves your body just the way that it is, no matter how much you dislike it.

And while it doesn't cure your insecurities, his love and care does help you, little by little.

[camlovesjace]

No grave can hold my body down, I'll crawl home to her.

Jacaerys Velaryon x oc!fem Targtower. Part one,

WARNING: war stuff, violence, grief, etc. SINOPSIS: Jace and Celleys had been in love since childhood, she was a princess as same as he was a prince, but she was daughter of his grandfather and queen Alicent Hightower. Sister of Aegon, his greatest enemy.

He had loved her since he was born, his heart belonged to her since his first breathe. While they were growing up he realized his feelings were reciprocate. When he came back to King's Landing after longs years away, after days and nights thinking about her, about her smile, her eyes, her love, he didn't found the same little girl he had left there. But a woman. And his heart ache, in the most beautiful way. She took his breathe off of his mouth, and soon they get closer as they were when they were childs.

Cellys was clever, kind and a sweet person. He always knew he wanted her to be his wife but that day he was totally sure of it. She also craved him, not only in body but in mind and soul too. They had spent so many days in the gardens, reading, talking but mostly caressing themselves. His hands were always dancing above hers, over her cheeks, her neck. And hers too, she couldn't help it. Soon after that, their lips meet each other for the first time, in the nights were both of them met in the dark hallways to confess their love and devotion for the other.

But then war came, Aegon usurped his mother throne and Lucerys was killed by Aemond. Jacaerys was devastated, not only that he was full of rage towards his uncles. Aegon wanted to get peace between them but it was late, Cellys was on King's Landing and Jacaerys was tearing himself apart thinking about her. He knew her mother would want to married her to someone to get more allies to the greens and he wouldn't allow that to happen. She was his, and he will burn every part of the kingdom just to took her back to him.

Then, Aegon proposed that -if Rhaenyra gives up- he will let Jacaerys to inherit the throne after him, and in his promise he let clear that Cellys would also marry him. But Jacaerys does not believed nothing he had said, Aaegon knew Cellys is his nephew soft spot, he knew Jacaerys would do anything for her. Even give up the crown and the throne.

"The word of a usurper mean little and less" he had said to Rhaenyra. His anger was filling his heart, the death of Luke was still fresh and he didn't wanted anything else more than kill every last of the greens "He won't give me the throne, if you accept this proposal you will only lost my life, and Joff, Eggon and Viserys life as well. Only before your own, mother"

"But...what about her? What about Cellys?" she asked, softly.

"She is mine" he had said, and he meant all the words that left his mouth that night. The god´s knew it, they had been born for each other and not even fire or blood could tear them apart. Cellys was his other half, a part of his own soul inside another body "Aegon will know that, he knows i´ll bring her back to me. And if he even dares to think he can put one finger over her i swear i will have no mercy when i get the chance to face him."

The days had turn into moons, and those moons into an unending feeling of pain and desperation for the princess. Who was locked in her bedchambers day and night, she had tried to escape many times but Aemond -her older brother- had always ruined her plans. Her heart was aching in a torturing way, Jacaerys name was numbing her mind and everything reminded her of him. Of his brave soul, his kind heart.

She was sitting at Kings Landing, wondering where did he go.

Was he thinking of her the same she was? Was he still trying to get back to her...the same way she was trying to get back to him? When he leave her soul seemed to had been broke into two pieces, mourning and obligated to look for her other half until the end of times.

"It's your duty, as princess and my sister, to marry and squeeze out heirs for the lords to bring me alliances!" Aegon shout but he get no reaction from her. She was empty, she could feel nothing but sadness and sorrow.

"I won't" she says, not holding back her words towards the usurper who seemed to think he deserved to be treated like king even when he had never done anything to prove it "My loyalty is with the true heir to the iron throne, and to her son"

Then, Aegon slapped the young girl. Cellys opened her eyes widen, her breath almost stopped and the pain crossed her face. Yet, she get angry, how could dare he?

"You will do what i please, and if you refuse...then you'll see what you get for it" he threatened, but that only make her blood rush over her whole body. The white haired girl get up in front of him, her cheeks red and her lips shaking softly.

"How dare you to put your dirty hands on me?" she says, completely out of herself "You drunken usurper cunt"

Another slap. This time harder and even more painful.

"And what are you? A damn whore who can´t wait to open her legs to a fucking bastard" he accuse, holding her throat firmly and yet he didn't saw fear in her amethyst orbs. He only saw rage.

"That bastard you said is more worthy to the throne than you could ever be" she whispers, it was true but she said it just to piss him off. And she did. Aegon let her go, pushing her away, Cellys tried to catch her breathe again, her heart was beating wild on her chest.

"He isn't anymore. A corpse can't sit on the throne" Aegon says, his words almost desperately to leave his mouth...and then she feels how everything stops around her, and the feeling starts to sink into her soul. Her face get pale, a cold shiver ran over her back.

"If you touch him...i swear for my own blood i will destroy every single one last of you" she says, but her voice shakes softly, the thought of Jacaerys being hurt, or being killed in war, only made her fears rise up "I'm not kidding, Aegon. I promise."

He only laughs, almost mocking for her trying.

"Are you threatening me now, you're threatening your king?" he asks, amused.

"You are not my king." she says, firmly. But her mind was filled with the man she loves, with Jace "And i'm not Helaena, i will not end like her. I won't stay here while you ruin my life, while you think i will not do anything to fight against it."

Aegon sees in her eyes she is speaking the truth, Cellys was kind but not a fool, not a delicate flower, she knows how to follow her own path and she is a dragon. A dragon who will burn in at the first chance, and he knows it.

"Good luck with that, little sister" the white haired says, still smiling. Pretending he's not scared at all, but he was. He is afraid of what she will do, cause he knows her like his own hands. He know what he is willing to do for the one she loves, and for herself "He died...on the battle on the Gullet two days ago. Your precious bastard corpse is probably sinking into the water"

[awriterlivinginaconstantdream]

Your Partner, but He’s My Dad

John 'Soap' Mactavish x GN!reader + OC

Brief intro to my OC - Her name is Aras and she's basically Soap's adopted daughter. She's 14 and a British Indian. STEM kid. Full intro to her coming soon.

Warnings: none, very fluffy

Dad!soap

Word count: 1.4k

@elpisgrows (you requested dad!soap I tried to deliver)and @mossygrove333 (meet my OC)

The sun scattered across the room and filled it with its light. The rays bathed the carefully chaotic mess with its warmth. Navy blue walls soak in as much sun as they could. Before finally landing on two sleeping souls in a comfy bed wrapped in a bundle of blankets. You, being smaller than the other, stirred and opened your eyes slowly taking in the sombre scene around you, landing on the man next to you with his soft mohawk scattered everywhere. He slept peacefully, it was you that was awake and curious about this man that you started dating two nights ago. He called himself John to you, before telling you he had other names. Soap, Tav, Johnny (this one is reserved for very special people) and others that vanished in the mix, “There’s more, but I cannae tell you most of ‘em”, he told you. Whenever he met you at work, he was always reserved but chatty, never saying too much about himself.

You pulled yourself out of bed and began to explore his place. He lived modestly in a house that looked like it was meant for a family. He didn't have any kids as far as you were aware, tiptoeing around the landing and the staircase covered plush cream carpet. You turned around and found yourself facing a room with a sign reading 'do not disturb'. It was a funny sign because it wasn't written on a piece of card or paper. It was digital, built into the door. It looked incredibly well made. Surely something like that would've been costly you thought to yourself. Pushing away the thoughts of doors and signs you moved closer to it. You looked keenly at the several pieces of paper littered around the sign. One was a timetable outlining each day for two weeks with different subjects for each hour. Week 1 was filled to the brim with History, Geography and Spanish with little bits of Mathematics and Physics littered around along with all the other sciences. Week 2 was absolutely bursting at the seams with every STEM related subject you could possibly cram into one week. Maybe he liked to study and learn new things you reasoned with yourself.

Turning away from the door, you soaked in the sunlight as you wandered into the bathroom to do your business and freshen up for the day. Once your sluggish demeanour vanished from you, you wandered into the living room, which was definitely lived in, reports and letters scattered across the coffee table. A few books and textbooks littered along the breakfast table. Your eyes wandered back to the papers lying on the coffee table. One look wouldn’t hurt, right? Right? Inching towards them, you gingerly picked one of the reports up before you could open it, a clatter of clothes hangers and bags filed the house. “Oh he woke up.”, you spoke to yourself. He wasn't awake.

You felt a pair of eyes burning into you, slowly turning around you saw a girl, no older than fourteen maybe, with slightly wavy, healthy brown hair and warm brown eyes that glittered gold in the sunlight. "Excuse me, but who are you?", she asked politely, with a heavy English accent pouring through, if you had to guess where she was from you'd say she's from Kent, 'almost like Hermione Granger' you chuckled softly in your head. "I could ask you the same thing.", you responded. "Fair. How about this, you tell me who you are and then I'll tell you who I am. Hmm?", she pondered as she straightened to stand taller. "Alright. My name is R/N and I know John.", you smiled back at her, the girl looked puzzled at your words. "How?"

"Through work."

"What do you do?"

"I work at a Pharmacy, John comes in for a prescription every month."

"Then how do you not know who I am?", the girl enquired smugly like she caught someone stealing from the cookie jar. Truth be told you didn't, you knew the medication wasn't for him but he never clarified either. He tells you the name and date of birth and takes it away after telling you the address. "It isn't my business to pry.", you stated simply. "Ok," the girl replied bluntly. The girl went back to her room hair bouncing as she walked. She’s like a small golden retriever, you thought to yourself. You turned to the papers once again and all previous curiosity had vanished from you. Now, you were thoroughly confused at who she was. John waddled sleepily into the kitchen he greeted you. “Morning.”, you replied, you watched as he put the kettle on and began grabbing ingredients from the fridge. despite being the loud and obnoxious man that he is, in the morning it was never present. He yawned and mumbled and stumbled as he cooked, and you cleaned the mess you saw earlier in the living room. “You might want to move from there, she might start jumping around soon.”, he spoke softly. You stopped in your tracks as a smooth wave of bewilderment took over. ‘What did he mean? Who’s going to start jumping and what is it they are jumping from? The girl from earlier?’, you wondered silently. You looked up and saw the answer to all your questions. A wave of wonder hit you like a tidal wave, platforms and ropes hanging from the ceiling as if they were floating. There were also small walkways jutting out of the landings on the second and first floor. Right below was the living room. Where you were standing. It looks dangerous, you wondered to yourself. Who was that crazy to climb across all of this? Who would even build this inside their house? The answer was John apparently. “W-who…?”, you stuttered pointing at the course above you. Eyes scared and confused. “Aras.”, John responded smoothly. You opened your mouth to speak but nothing left your mouth as John chuckled at you. “You need to meet the devil. Cheeky shit.”, he laughed. 

Right at that moment, the same golden retriever of a girl ran to him, climbing all over him. He chuckled as he tried to pry her off him. You watched them, it was like watching a dog play with his puppy. They both had massive smiles on their faces, they seemed so relaxed with each other. ‘Aras’ began eating as John placed a kiss on her forehead. You both looked each other, smiling in a silent agreement not to bring up your previous conversation. The air filled with a certain warmth of a new day. John continued to fuss over his little girl, getting her ready for school while she eagerly paid him no attention. You noticed as she flounced around in her school uniform, a powder blue blouse and a navy and purple tartan skirt falling just above her knee, were light compared to the deep purple v-neck jumper keeping her warm from the cool air and knee-high black socks. Aras’ airy bangs framing her eyes cutely. When she wasn’t busy swiping answers from unsuspecting guests, she was absolutely adorable. You also noticed how she was different from John, where his skin was fair like snow, hers had a bronze glow. “Dad, I have chemistry club after school today to help Year 7s.”, Aras told him excitedly, remembering the timetable on the room, you understood she enjoyed science a lot. Enough to start teaching those younger than her. “Alrigh’. Don’t scare them with A-level stuff.”, John added. Aras smirked in response to his remark as if she were challenging him to stop her. You smiled fondly at them, seeing a glimpse of their small world, it felt homely. The big house filled to the brim with fatherly love. You could sense the protection he kept over her even as she skips around without a care in the world, the trust he had by not reacting to her smirk with any harshness. Even if they were away from each other, they would come running back for the other. You could tell that everything in this room, heck the whole house, was built for her and he would happily watch her grow as it grew worn with memories. It was hard to imagine this hard and rough-around-the-edges soldier had such a caring side.

You could tell his life was complete with her and meaningless without her. He will always meet her in the blind spot.

[madhatterbri]

Welcome Home | L.M.

GIF not mine.

Summary: An (OC) Weasley has a child with Lucius. She comes back to the wizarding world much to Arthur's dismay.

"This isn't smart. He will know you are back, Isobel, if he doesn't know it already," Arthur Weasley hissed at his younger sister. The siblings were currently fighting in her home. The warm welcoming dinner he had at his home was a sharp different than the current mood. Her older brother was worried for her safety. He had every right to be. The witch was playing with fire and was going to get burned the longer she stayed.

He peered out the window cautiously. Two witches walked past the window chatting about the various events happening in the wizarding world. Otherwise, the sidewalk was empty as normal. Arthur sighed and checked down the sidewalk once more. Not a single soul appeared. He closed the curtains roughly. "And Finn looks exactly like that awful son of his except for the red hair. There is no doubt he could easily spot him tomorrow while they are getting their school supplies."

"Can't ever get rid of that red hair," Isobel joked and ran her fingers through her hair. She was proud her son did not have blonde-white hair. The way Arthur glared at her made her realize he was not joking with her. She cleared her throat. "It's going to be fine. He hasn't seen me yet. More importantly, his wife and the other Blacks haven't seen me yet. Finn will go to Hogwarts and he'll be protected,"

Despite her brother's fears, she was happy to be home. Finn, her eleven-year-old son, deserved to be with his family. He had many cousins that he was just being able to hang out with. She always felt safe at Hogwarts. Finn would no doubt be safe under the protection of the Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. Isobel was a skilled witch. She could take care of herself.

"You think this is the time for a laugh? He has power in the Ministry. Some would say he has power over the Minister himself. One wrong move and he will trump up charges to send you to Azkaban without so much as a trial," he warned. "And that boy of yours will be raised by the Malfoys. I refuse to ever let my nephew be raised by such vile people just because my sister isn't thinking,"

Isobel rubbed her fingers on her temples. He was giving her a headache. There was no way he would allow her to be thrown in Azkaban. Arthur was always protective and that clouded his thinking especially when it came to Isobel.

"I think you are over exaggerating just a little. We are going to meet Gilderoy Lockhart at Flourish and Blotts, get school supplies for the kids, and go home," she assured him. Isobel walked to her fireplace. Soft taps on the top of the fireplace signaled it was time for him to go home. Arthur followed behind her. "Go home. Be with your wife, your kids, and your nephew. I'll see you tomorrow. Please tell my son I love him,"

"I know I can't talk some sense into you. You have always been so stubborn," he sighed in defeat. "Luckily, I am going to be there as well,"

"Nothing can hurt me with you there, brother. Have a good night," she bid him farewell and hugged him. He grabbed powder from a jar at the side of the fireplace and stepped into the fireplace. A long frown appeared on his face. Worry and fear of what was going to come evident in his face. Nothing good ever came from crossing the Malfoys. He announced his home and he was suddenly engulfed in green flames. Once the green flames died down, he was gone.

The next morning was a rush for Isobel. She woke up late, like usual, and had to rush to get to Diagon Alley. Her family must have been waiting for her by now. Upon getting ready, she stepped into the fireplace and called out Diagon Alley. The floo transportation was the best way to travel. The speed of getting from one place to another was unmatched except for apparition. Once she arrived in Diagon Alley, she quickly found her family. They were practically the only group of redheads around.

The late woman walked into Flourish and Blotts. She saw her nephews, Fred and George, along with her son waiting around the corner. The three of them couldn't care less about the likes of Gilderoy Lockhart. They were looking into a book.

"Finally, mum. I told them I should have gone to the house to make sure you were awake," Finn smiled and hugged her. Isobel rolled her eyes and kissed the top of his head.

"Hey, Fred, where is your dad? I feel like if I don't meet up with him in the next ten minutes he is going to kill me,"

"He is not Fred, I am," the other twin, Fred, spoke while looking up from the book.

"Honestly woman you call yourself our aunt," George tutted.

"I'm sorry, but your father, where is he?" She asked more urgently. The twins pointed to her brother talking to a man and woman. Isobel excused herself and made her way through the crowd to meet with her brother. Several of the members of the crowd didn't want to move for her. They felt like she was skipping to see Lockhart quicker. Finally, she started pushing past people and apologizing after. Once she made it to Arthur, he introduced her to the parents of one of his son's friends.

The friend's parents were charming. Arthur, of course, led the conversation with witty jokes about the wizarding world. Her heart swelled at seeing two muggles love their child enough to learn about their world. There were many parents before that would disown them. An uneasy feeling suddenly took hold of her like she was being watched. Out of the corner of her eye, a tall man with white-blonde hair could be seen. A slight panic coarsed through her body. Finn was across the shop with his cousins. The two were so close and she silently prayed that Lucius wouldn't recognize his other son. Her heart started to race and her face grew red. There was no way she could have been foolish enough to not bring Finn with her.

Arthur looked at Isobel. She seemed to have stopped engaging in conversation with them. Her outward appearance showed of someone that was panicking. He observed Lucius and his family speaking at the entrance. He excused himself from the others and made his way towards them. It was his duty to protect his children and nephew from that evil man.

After what felt like an eternity, Lucis left the store along with the copycat version of his son. Her heart rate started to come back down. She excused herself from the crowd and walked to her family.

"Percy, Fred, George, take Finn to get his school supplies. Let me know if anything comes up," he instructed. "Once you have finished meet me back at the Burrow,"

The four boys took off talking about the showdown that just went on with Arthur Weasley and Lucius Malfoy.

"Arthur, I-"

"Go home, Isobel. We will talk later," he instructed her.

Isobel walked away from her family quickly. There was no more argument coming out of her. Her brother was right. She should have never ventured out where Lucius could be. Tears pricked her eyes. He would surely take their son away. Suddenly, a rough hand grabbed her arm and moved her towards a brick wall in a dark alley. Her back pressed against the wall. A cold, silver snake head pressed against the bottom of her chin. Her head slowly raised to meet the eyes of one Lucius Malfoy. His gaze had an evil glint like a predator would their prey.

"So the rumors are true," he spoke. His other hand caressed her cheek. "You have come back,"

[cjcraziness]

Fe OC Week - Day 2 - Relationships and Friendships @fe-oc-week

Name: Regulus

Basic Info here and picture:

Regulus has Supports with ten individuals that are part of the Divine Dragon's Army (as well as with the Divine One), he has particularly close friendships with Boucheron and Lindon. He has 6 paired-endings (both romantic and platonic).

His two main relationships are with Boucheron or Ivy. (I prefer him with Boucheron the most)

Due to Regulus often seeming big-headed, brash and sometimes hyper-fixated on planning, strategy and his hobbies when people first meet him, he does struggle when making friends. Yet, as people get to know him they will see he does these things to help others, he is passionate about improving the lives of the people around him and in the future those of his Hometown and Country.

Boucheron

Boucheron and Regulus share a love of reading and the outdoors (although Regulus likes cold places). The Mage has a soft spot for romance and rom-com novels, which he usually hides under the covers of magic texts and has told no one, but Boucheron knows of this secret.

While Regulus isn't the biggest fan of hiking (not much for exercise) he does enjoy it with Boucheron and always ensures they have the area well-mapped out and the route is planned to a tee.

The two start a weekly Book Club where they spend time reading a (usually romance) novel in the Orchard together, it is just the two of them most of the time, though occasionally others will join them.

The two have unique mealtime dialogue mentioning this.

Dining with Boucheron:

Regulus - “Remember we have Book Club later, in the orchard. Do you want me to draw a map for you to get there again?”

Boucheron - "Oh, I'm pretty sure I can make it there on my own this time. But I'll remember to bring the book this time..."

Regulus also has unique dialogue if Boucheron died in battle.

If Boucheron died – “A gentle giant with a love of books... I’ll miss our reading sessions. But maybe not the tears. Goodbye, Boucheron.”

They have a romantic pair-ending together.

Ivy

Regulus bonds with Ivy over their shared views of Elusia, the want to rebuild and better their Country, problematic family and being against the Sombron doctrine. Regulus is rather amazed that the Crown Princess of the Country he holds dear regards him as someone with important opinions and not a simple Commoner.

Ivy is a bit exasperated by the fellow Mage at first, but they open up to one another and become close confidents. Regulus swears his loyalty to the Crown Princess and that he will do everything he his power to help his Country after the War.

In their spare time, they are both found wandering the Somniel gardens together with Regulus fussing how Ivy is not cold in her (definitely not winter) dresses.

Dining with Ivy:

Regulus - “I’m dining with the Crown Princess of Elusia! Is everything to your liking? Do you need anything, your Highness?”

Ivy - "Oh... Please calm down, Regulus... You should be more excited about the Divine One than myself."

Post Battle Exploration for Chapter 11 -

Regulus – “I am happy a member of Elusian Royalty has joined us. I hear Princess Ivy is a powerful Mage and will aid us well.”

They have a romantic pair-ending together.

Lindon

Regulus and the elthunder-obsessed Sage, Lindon, have much in common when it comes to a shared interest in magic and using it to do new things. The two do some experiments together, though Regulus is more theoretical and focussed on magic that could assist people, than the randomness Lindon usually causes.

Some of the others on the Somniel mention that the two should not be left alone together. Regulus sees the older Mage as a sort of mentor/ parent-like figure, one that encourages his magical abilities that he never got while at home.

The two have unique mealtime dialogue.

Dining with Lindon:

Regulus - “Please don't use elthunder on this meal, Lindon. I do not want a repeat of last time!”

Lindon - "But what about the effects it could cause? Where is your sense of magical adventure young Mage?"

Regulus also has unique dialogue if Lindon died in battle.

If Lindon died – “For all his magical prowess, it was not enough... But at least he will be reunited with his dear wife. I'm sorry, Lindon. I'll miss you.”

They have a platonic pair-ending together.

Other Close Friendships and Relationships

Regulus has close friendships with Alcryst and Zelkov (and the Divine One), and paired-ending with them both. Alcryst's is platonic while Zelkov's can be seen as romantic (not specified).

[cebwrites]

What are your fave op ships?

good question! i don't think i have any canon/canon ships that i'm nearly as attached to as my oc/canon ones but hmmm off the top of my head in no particular order- (i definitely rambled too much omggg 🏃‍♂️💨💨)

ZoSan: my first introduction to OP through doujin of all things when I was younger lol, my feelings towards these characters have morphed and changed and complicated over the years (regards to Sanji in particular), I have a lot to say both good and some bad about them but at the end of the day I'll always have a soft spot for curly and marimo in this little heart of mine, they're my old reliable <3

PenShach: I'm a sucker for childhood friends to lovers lmao, they've been glued to each other's sides through hell or high water (literally, with the tsunami that killed their respective parents), having their backs when things got rough at home with Shachi's aunt and uncle, swearing their loyalty to this weird kid who both beat them up for bullying an innocent polar bear and saved their lives, stumbling ass backwards through their attractions to other people, each other, and Penguin's gender - it's a sweet idea 💕

KilKidd: similar to PenShach in that they grew up together and learned to get along when they had no one but each other to rely on but on top of that also the absolute devotion and unwavering trust a first mate can have in his captain, the resolve to stick by him til the bitter end 🥹

Frobin: two jaded, hurt people doomed by fate and circumstance who are ultimately bound to one another and decide to build their way out of a shitty situation together, stronger - the fact that they're a little "older" as well (even though early-mid 30s shouldn't be considered old at all) but still managing to experience all these giddy, happy feelings you'd only expect from adolescence is very important to me 🥺💕 (they're also t4t bi4bis)

UsoNami: kids drawn to the open sea by a dream and realizing immediately that they were WAY in over their heads but bond over being the 'weakest links' in their group despite holding immeasurable value to the SHs in their specialized skills and friendships, they've also just always had a cute kind of chemistry that I like - girlboss with the silly guy who makes her laugh (also bi4bis but aside from Usopp I think Nami would be disinterested in guys entirely)

I like SmoAce, AceSan, and DeuAce all for different reasons - smug punk getting on an older man's last nerve every single day and babygirling the hell out of him at the same time, the push and pull/taboos of a pirate x marine dynamic, how both of them are a little dissatisfied with their lot in life (constantly being on the run with no place to return to, having to answer to uncaring and at worst outright cruel higherups that cared none for what their so-called "Justice" actually meant) and find comfort in each other for what few, temporary chances they get - Sanji's bisexual awakening/the immediate angst in the wake of Marineford and what that means for the feelings he has no where to put now because Ace always said it for him (because he was too scared to on his own) - that sweet sweet first mate/captain dynamic I love 😩👌 + I kind of like the Spade pirates as they were before joining WB and all, I want to know more about the people Ace deliberately chose to surround himself with rather than the family he was adopted into

honorable mentions go to: SmoDra, BartoCav, DraKoby, DraZo, YamaAce, KilZo, whatever ship name Blue Gilly and Ideo have, IcePaulie, CrocoDaz, CoraBug, and Bege/Chiffon (literally married) no detailed reasons for why I like them, i just think they're cute for a one off thing/in general or have a good dynamic <33

additionally, i don't really like pairing law with anyone but my oc, sorryyy 〒▽〒

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A Recharge (TFA Optimus Prime x Livia Vesperine [OC])

A/N: Okay so... I've just gotten back into writing and lo and behold I am in love with my mechs and bots. And yeah, enjoy! Tag List: @mysticboombox @saberstars

It had been at least 6 months since the Autobots came to Detroit and became the cities new heroes. Sari had deemed them her new found friends and addition to her tiny family. And of course, Sari's nanny and only human tutor had added the new friends into her own life and circle of friends. Livia sat on a bean bag chair that she had purchased and perched on a raised slab of concrete so as not to get squished or accidentally kicked across the peds of the Transformers. It was her little spot where she would keep an eye on Sari and be able to talk to any of the bots that were close by or offered to sit with her.

With Bumblebee and Bulkhead playing with Sari, Prowl was meditating in his room leaving Prime and Ratchet at the computer researching on some updates about some small localized accidents of traffic stops and keeping an eye for Decepticon activity. But Prime had his attention split to the screen before him and the small human sitting in her bean bag chair. He averted his gaze from the screen before him to Livia. Her dark hair tied back in a high ponytail and dressed in her usual jeans and lavender button down shirt. Her sneakers kicked off and sitting next to the chair and cozied up under a fluffy blanket the bots had found for her as a slight housewarming gift of sorts as she was accepted to the team not long ago.

Ratchet, who was watching the young bot in silence, rolled his own optics before ex-venting. The sound caught Optimus’ audials making him look over to the older bot.

“Something the matter, Ratchet?” He asked in genuine concern.

“Not particularly, no. But I was wondering when you will stop lollygagging and talk to Miss Livia instead of just wistfully watching her from a distance.” Ratchet grumbled before smiling slightly.

The Prime blushed a tint of blue before clearing his throat. “I have no idea what you're talking about.”

Denial? Oh yeah, Ratchet thought, Optimus had a liking towards her.

As did most, Livia was one of the few organic's who not only treated them equally, but taught them much about Earth Customs. Especially if Sari wasn't clear enough with her own description. Not only that, but she was available to answer any questions from the ‘Bots. And in return, they answered any of her own questions about their technology, culture, and language. As well as self defense just in case. But Prime had a particularly soft spot in his spark for the girl. Livia always had an “open door policy” where she allowed the team to call her anytime. Though sometimes it was while she was dead asleep, she always waved away any concern and always offered her assistance.

In the end, she was really a sweet person to be around and mingle with.

“Oh man!” Livia voiced in shock.

Jumping from her seat and sliding on her sneakers, Livia began to ramble and look around in a tizzy before looking over to Sari.

“Sari, sweetheart. I need you to stay with the Autobots and stay out of trouble, please. I forgot I had an appointment today and I'm running late.” Livia said in a rush before slinging her purse across her chest. 

As Livia went down to the ladder to get to the ground, she heard the ped-steps of one of the mechs and looked up to see Optimus standing before her.

“Is everything alright, Miss Livia?” He asked as he watched her begin to walk out of the factory.

“I have a doctors appointment and I totally forgot about it. I'll be back as quickly as possible to pick up Sari.” Livia exclaimed before turning to start walking backwards. “I am so sorry, Optimus.”

“Why not one of us drive you to your appointment?” Bulkhead offered.

“Oh no, you guys have more important issues than me.” Livia waived off the kind offer.

But it was ignored as Optimus transformed to his alt-mode and opened his driver side door for her. “Nonesense, we're here for eachother.”

Livia looked at Optimus’ cabin before nodding and accepting his offer. Climbing into the cabin and closing the door behind her, Optimus waited for her to fasten her seatbelt before driving to her doctors appointment. Ratchet and Bumblebee, along with Sari on Bee's shoulder watched their boss and Livia drive off. Sari squealed in glee causing both bots to panic at her new found excitement.

“What is going on with you, Sari?” Ratchet barked.

With a cheshire smile, Sari giggled. “Isn't it obvious? My Nanny and Optimus have a crush on each other.”

“Yeah Ratchet! It’s so obvious!” Bumblebee agreed before looking at Sari with a questioning look. “What's a crush?”

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As Optimus, with the help from Livia giving him directions, got her too and from the doctor's office he was driving her back to the base at a comfortable pace and asking questions.

“So you have specialized auduals that enhance your hearing?” He asked.

“Soon, not now. I've had hearing problems since I was a baby from constant ear infections and surgeries. Slowly I lost my ability to hear clearer and clearer, hence why I wore hearing aids. After school and getting the job from Mr. Sumdac as his daughter's nanny and tutor, she was loud enough that I didn't need a new prescription and ultimately losing them by accident.” Livia explained as she watched the city pass by them.

“Then, how can you hear us so clearly?” Optimus added as he slowed to a stop light.

With a small smile, she patted the steering wheel. “You all are rather loud. But it's just enough for me to hear you all pretty well.”

That began to worry the Prime, he never meant to be so loud around her or the other humans. “Am… am I really that loud?”

Livia giggled softly before shaking her head. “Not really, but I can read lips pretty well.” She added.

It took Optimus a moment before he too began to chuckle slightly, a little embarrassed, but glad to know he wasn't as loud as she made it sound like. The rest of the drive was comfortable silence as Livia slowly nodded off and Optimus drove a little more carefully as he could hear her steady and slow breathing. He adjusted his rear view mirror to reflect Livia's relaxed face as she napped in her seat. He had always seen her up and about with Sari, awake in the late nights helping him and his team, and always answering questions. Seeing her recharge was a sight to behold and a moment he could feel proud to witness and offer her.

Slowly driving into the base and not transforming, Optimus rolled into the main living area and to an empty portion of the warehouse that was dimly lit. Ratchet and the rest of the team followed in utter confusion at his odd antics.

“Prime! What exactly are you doing rolling around in here like a-”

“SHHHH!!!! Livia is recharging.” Optimus said in a loud whisper before quietly opening his door to reveal the said girl.

The other bots carefully peeked in to see Livia curled up on the long seat and sound asleep. Sari soon popped her head in and was about to squeal with joy only for Bumblebee to keep a servo over her mouth to keep her silent.

“I'll take her to her guest room so she is more comfortable.” Prowl offered and reached in to carefully pick up the sleeping girl.

“It's okay. I'll… stay like this until she's awake. No need to stir her up while she recharges.” Optimus reassured before clearing his throat quietly.

He thanked Primus himself that his alt-mode hid the ever burning blush on his face plates. Closing the door to his cabin and quietly shooing his team away from him, Optimus sighed and began to warm up a little at the thought of Livia sound asleep inside him. It was odd, but he enjoyed the silence and her presence. Though usually while she was reading or monitoring Sari. But this was better as he kept her in a safe environment while she took a much deserved recharging. No matter what, he wasn't going to ruin this moment.

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[vondieerde]

Gods be damned, please tell me this isn't an endless maze of doors leading into other peoples homes.... I...I'll just go ahead I suppose... Specifically Harlowe: 🎻💯🍎🎂🤔 Choose whoever you feel like talking about: 💍🖊️🐉 💜(Maybe one of your OCs has a really special ancestry!!!!????) 😊😓👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 It'd be weird if I unsummoned myself at this point so I'll just take the next door.....

I see you're trapped in my gay and stupid maze again! There shall be no escape this time, fool! Not until I have answered your riddles!-- wait a minute this isn't how this usually goes. Wait, this is not my gay and stupid maze. This is not my gay and stupid wife. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME--

For Harlowe Hornbeam - 🎻 VIOLIN — does your oc play any instruments? what is their skill level (beginner/intermediate/advanced/virtuoso/etc)? Harlowe's older brothers had more of a musical education than he did. By the time his parents got around to having him, they were a little sick of dealing with the cacophony of children playing instruments poorly at all hours. There was a brief moment where Harlowe was taught to play the fiddle, a traditional instrument for his people, but he didn't stick with it, instead keeping to his trade of sewing. This has been a (not serious) point of contention with his bard brother Hamish, who always wanted to start an obnoxious family band, but did not succeed. It is of note that Harlowe is true appreciator of music, despite his own lack of playing skill. He loves it, and does have a rather good ear and memory for songs. His live-in maid was a harpischord prodigy from an incredibly young age, a true wunderkind, and he encourages her to keep playing to the point of having an instrument commissioned and installed in his home just for her. Despite his general dislike of mages, he has a soft spot for bards. He'd kill me for saying, but he has a very pleasant and unique singing voice, too. Don't tell anyone I told you.

💯 HUNDRED POINTS SYMBOL — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know. He's ambidextrous. He's pangender (any pronouns, but defaults to he/him because of society's perception of him. he doesn't mind this.). His clan's heraldry is "purpure a unicorn rampant argent in full, gyronny or", which is fancy talk for a reared-up silver unicorn on a pizza-slice pattern of purple and yellow colours.

🍎 RED APPLE — where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace? Harlowe was born in the town of Yarlford, the "capitol" of the Pales, the county of the Old Kingdom that's cordoned off by his people, the Lightfoot halflings. Yarlford is actually incredibly close to the human-ruled City of Vitroneaux, where he lives now, but the halflings take the border very seriously, and do not allow outsiders in under any circumstance (with the one exception of the Vit royal family during times of distress). The Hornbeam clan owns huge swathes of land in Yarlford and the Pales, and hold power as a sort of dynastic political force. His brother Hudson is the Mayor of Yarlford, which is their highest political rank. His father, Hemmingway, was also Mayor for almost his entire adult life. This has mired Harlowe into the politicking of the county, which can get nasty (we're talking blood feuds, arranged marriages to cousins, etc)… he has never been overly fond of his home because of this. He lived there because his immediate family was there, and when circumstances got bad and the ties of family became frayed with trauma and strife, he left. It was rather simple for him to do, as he had nothing left to keep him there anymore. He swore to himself to never return, taking on a There but for the Grace of the Gods go I attitude about the place… So, naturally, I forced his hand. Recently in his story, duty compelled him, and he entered the Pales for the first time in 30 or so years (though under heavy disguise and with the help of a friend). It was a very strange moment for him, especially because he expected any sort of return to be more painful than it was. It was rather bittersweet for him to look upon the hills and streets of his childhood, and strengthening to not be tempted to stay by nostalgia. He met a good group of folks there, and for a moment, he could almost appreciate halfling culture again. Almost. Mostly because the lunch was very good.

🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE — when is your oc's birthday? how old are they? what are their sun, moon, & rising signs (if known)? what about their tarot card, ruling planet, & ruling number (if known)? do they fit the typical traits of these sun, moon, & rising signs? The calendar of Harlowe's world follows the same time frame as ours (365 days, 7 days in a week, 12 months, 4 seasons), but the dates, months, holidays etc are different. He was born on the 5th of Iustary, roughly analogous to September 27th in our world. He is a Libra, and because his religion is based on a pantheon of the Zodiac, he worships the Libra god he was born under, Iusthimaat. I designed much of his personality around him being a Libra and the stereotypical Libra traits, so yeah, I'd say he fits his sun sign at least! His moon and rising ended up both being Cancer, which i feel suits him, too. He's an emotional lil guy, and does NOT react well to being made fun of. He's infamously moody, but he's got a level head over it all. He prefers when things are as comfortable as possible for everyone involved, and will go out of his way to accommodate everyone despite his prickly demeanor. Get to know him, and he's actually a very loving and nurturing man.

🤔 THINKING FACE — what are some of your oc's quirks/mannerisms? Harlowe taps his foot very often when he's deep in thought. It's the ADHD. He's a quirky guy, but he masks hard… and this ends up with him being rather grouchy, as I said in the last question. He tries to act normal, but ends up being a different flavour of weird. Oops.

For Anyone - RAPID FIRE 💍 RING — does your oc have any piercings? do they want any (more) piercings? Another DnD character of mine, Mugera, has ear gauges that he wears ivory tusk earrings through. The provenance of these tusks are dubious at best…

🖊️ BALLPOINT PEN — does your oc have any tattoos? do they want any (more) tattoos? My oc Grimwilt V has almost an entire body of tattoos, with grotesque scenes of chaos, murder, demons, war, etc. They run on both sides of his body, leaving a line from his head, face, neck, down to his groin untouched. The rest of him is saturated with ink.

🐉 DRAGON — what is your oc's favorite mythical creature? Hard to say with so many ocs that live in fantasy worlds… Mito, a druid of mine, takes on the form of a Tanuki very often. Surely that counts? Hm.

💜 PURPLE HEART — what is your oc's ancestry/genetic background? Gorgoa is a half-orc. Not much is known about her mother, a human who died shortly after she was born. Her father is a pureblood orc from a northern Orcish clan that diminished in power before moving to the south. There are no more members left of her clan alive other than her and her father.

😊 SMILING FACE WITH SMILING EYES — what are your oc's career/general life desires? what do they want to get the most out of life? Harlowe's career has changed a few times in his 64 years. He initially trained to be a tailor, but joined the Vitroneaux city guard (Gendarmerie) instead. After his son was born, he took an interest in the Magistratus, an organization in his world that does all sorts of political work, as well as defense against magic threats. He joined up with them, specifically in the Arcane Defense corps, where he now holds the rank of Inspector. As for what he wants in life, well... He thought he knew, once upon a time.

😓 DOWNCAST FACE WITH SWEAT — is your oc open-minded or stubborn? are they inquisitive or do they prefer to keep to their bubble of knowledge? Harlowe may seem stubborn (once again, it's the moodiness) but he's actually one of the most open-minded people you'll meet in Vitroneaux. He values diversity and fairness more than anything else, but his hatred of the dangers of magic can make him come off as a bit of a zealot.

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 FAMILY WITH MOTHER, FATHER, SON AND DAUGHTER — how many people are in your oc's immediate family? how many people are in your oc's extended family? do they have aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, etc? who in their family are they closest with? are they close with their birth family, or do they have a found family? Harlowe has 5 siblings, 4 older brothers and a younger sister. Of these siblings, he is closest with his brother Hamish and his sister Alice, though his proverbial distance from them means he hardly sees them anymore. He still writes them affectionate letters. He is closest in life to his maid, Gorgoa, who is like a daughter to him.

[spongeofaces]

I saw that matchups were open and came running right over, lol. Anyway, hi. I'd like to request one for an OC. Her name is Saima, and I'll write this as if she's the one speaking, so... Here you go

Appearance: I am South Asian with straight black hair and tan skin. I usually tie into two low ponytails because I think it looks cute, and I don't like the feeling of hair on the back of my neck. I am 159 cm tall and pretty scrawny

Personality: I like to say I'm a pretty cheerful and upbeat person. I try my best to smile through tough situations, though it can be hard sometimes. I also like to say I'm a family person, and I will do anything to protect them, and my friends. I am perfectionistic, but sadly I am a bit scatterbrained, much to the dismay of my parents and older sister. Hell, I almost burned the eggs I was making for the first time. I have been working on my organizational skills though, and I’m happy to say that I’ve come a pretty long way. I can be quite petty too. If someone wrongs me, I tell them either bad puns or horrifying facts for a period of time as revenge. I'm also good at math, so my friends come to me for help with that. Also, in almost every friend group I'm in, I somehow become a therapist friend. Lemme tell you, THAT really takes a toll on me. I also have a soft spot for unabridged fairytales (they high-key have me in a chokehold). Some more lil' factoids about me: I wear my hair in low ponytails because I don't like the feeling of hair on the back of my neck. My friends and family often told me my hands get pretty animated when I talk

Likes: Anime, drawing comics, video games, unabridged fairytales, sweets (my favourite dessert is caramel pudding) and spending time with my older sister

Dislikes: Cruelty, confrontation (I will kick butt if I need to, literally or figuratively), anyone who dares to threaten my friends or family, arrogance when it gets out of hand, black tea or coffee (I cannot drink it unless it is sweetened or if I have it with a LOT of milk)

Here's their character design. Also, her clothes in the picture are hand-me-downs

I might redraw this with a better pose, lol

Also, no third years, pls

Hello!! Thank you for being my first matchup <3

I hope the results are alright, I'm new to this.

I'll be calling Saima 'you' cause it's easier to format.

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I match Saima with...

♠️ Deuce Spade ♠️

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Definitely a friends to lovers situation.

Probably nervous when it comes to confessing. Poor boy would be all stiff and serious, might need some encouragement to get the words out.

A respectful and patient dummy who can be a bit slow on the uptake - he definitely needs that math help.

Earnest and hardworking, would always be happy to look after you.

He admires your closeness with your sister, cause he's personally a big family guy.

He'll get riled up from time to time, I think your cheerful personality could really help him calm down. And on the chance you're both pissed, I'm starting to feel pretty sorry for the recipient.

Video game nights! He'll try out your favourite games, just for you. He'd probably like fighting games the most.

When he gets more comfortable with the relationship, he'd totally be the type of guy to give compliments every other second. He'd tell you you're the greatest person in the world and mean every word of it.

And one more thing... eggs.

Other options: Jack and Epel.

[princkleeatscookies]

personal cookie run headcanons!! :0

My drawing tablet's arriving soon so I guess I'll have to share some of my personal headcanons in cookie run as promised (most of them are clotted cream cookie's,,,, ehehe-)

admittedly, it's a pretty "short" list but I will update this once I thought up with new ones :>c without further ado, let's start those headcanons~! ٩(⊙‿⊙)۶

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- Clotted Cream Cookie owns a stuffed teddy bear/jelly bear as a gift from his mom from childhood / v \ He still holds onto it to this day and doesn't want to admit that he still owns that due to embarrassment ahaha.. He hides it in his room (specifically under one of the pillows in his bed) and pulls it out whenever he was having such a hard time

- Clotted Cream Cookie doesn't know modern slang or anything that Cookies around his age do for fun in the casual. He was raised in a much higher-class so he was only taught proper manners and eloquence. If he was exposed to such stuff, he'll be extremely confused or fascinated and wanted to mimic it himself (basically he's a young boomer lmao, but he is learning~!)

- Clotted Cream Cookie is a bit of a book nerd, as he always reads books (ranging from fantasy books to history books) during his leisure time. He also has his own reading area in his room!

- He never shows it to anyone, but Clotted Cream Cookie is surprisingly vocally talented (in other words, HE CAN SING-). Though he never does sing in front of anyone because he's self-conscious ahaha. He usually sings alone whenever he's in his room or during work aaa,, though Financier Cookie did hear a little bit of it (although it was very faint and didn't believe it was Clotted Cream Cookie at first) (uhuhuhu this is just me inserting the "secretly vocally talented but is too afraid to show it in front of anyone" hc ;v;)

- I'd imagine Clotted Cream Cookie to be around in either in his early 20s or just about to turn 20 (19 years old)

- Clotted Cream Cookie does have a biological father... but let's just say he isn't in the picture anymore, although Clotted Cream Cookie is very much traumatized. not gonna elaborate on that due to how dark it is. (well not yet at least)

ok that's enough Clotted Cream Cookie headcanons for this post HHSDSJDFDK let's continue~!

- Espresso Cookie and Affogato Cookie are related as brothers, but they have long been since separated each other. They don't even know if they know of each other's existence as brothers, but Affogato Cookie does recognizes Espresso Cookie a bit and has a soft spot for him, just a little bit. (I'd like to imagine that only some of the coffee cookies are indeed related to each other. not all but some.)

- Financier Cookie being a big sis to, not just the orphan cookies, but to other cookies as well ehehe (Kouign-Amann Cookie and, to a lesser extent, my cookie run oc for example)

- There were a lot of times where Licorice Cookie kinda regrets being in the Cookies of Darkness All he ever wanted is some sort of validation.. He had no other option after all. He wanted to turn to the good side but Licorice Cookie just believes there's no way for him to be good. I mean, Licorice Cookie isn't all that evil- He's just now trapped on his own decision.

- Cream Puff Cookie sometimes visits the shore to play with Peppermint Cookie during her days in the Parfaedia Institute. Though ever since she became an alumna and busied herself with studying her magic further, alongside protecting the city. She never had time to visit the shore, Which made Peppermint Cookie a little sad.

- I'd like to see that Madeleine Cookie and Financier Cookie are a little bit older than Clotted Cream Cookie (maybe 24 or 25 respectively)

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【☆】 ★ 【☆】 ╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯ 【☆】 ★ 【☆】 I think that's it for now ahdshasd, I told you this is gonna be a short list, ;v; thank you if you read this far ~! I'll probably think of some stuff but for now, here's the current list this definitely tells that Clotted Cream Cookie is my favorite character lololol

notes:

fun fact, the bit about Clotted Cream Cookie being secretly talented at singing and is reluctant to sing in front of everyone is based on the crk 2nd anniversary stream where his eng va, aaron dismuke (aka miyuki shirogane in kaguya-sama love is war s1-s2 and william james moriarty in moriarty the patriot), was asked to sing in-character but he straight up refuses HAHSHSAHD

the last headcanon was based on the drawing I saw on twitter where young Madeleine Cookie disturbed baby Clotted Cream Cookie. In the drawing, Madeleine Cookie was depicted to be a kid and Clotted Cream Cookie being a baby Which means that Madeleine Cookie is older than Clotted Cream Cookie and I just personally find it both cute and hilarious

The bit where I mentioned my cookie run oc... I might reveal it here on tumblr sometime. But not right now.

once again, thank you guys so much for reading these stupid headcanons of mine ahahsdhsd

[incorrect-koh-posts]

Which is your favorite Baldwin ship? Like with an oc Or a male character . My favorite is him and Saladin lol.you know enemies to lovers shit . I didn't even consider this ship at first but after reading a long torturous sorrowful fic, this ship just hit the right spots. Anyways, do tell us about ur thoughts.

To be quite honest, I am capable of shipping just about anything as long as you sell it to me well, lol. But all right, here are my two cents on various Baldwin ships I have or have not encountered in the wild:

Baldwin/Saladin: This is very intriguing, but it's difficult to make into an actual romance in the canon universe simply because they meet so rarely. But I agree, they have great chemistry, and in a canon divergence fic I could absolutely see them have a sort of soft, reasonable enemies-to-lovers arc in a "We met five times in our lives yet always felt a special connection" kind of way. There are some very nice fics for this pairing that really managed to make me ship them a little, so yeah, anon, I feel you.

Baldwin/Balian can also be good, depending on how you sell it, though I'm sometimes not sure if I headcanon Balian as painfully and irrevocably hetero or not. What I'd personally find interesting would be Baldwin/female Balian - I haven't yet seen a gender bend for Balian, but I think that could be fun.

Baldwin/OC really depends - I'll admit my Baldwin headcanons lean a bit more in the direction of him being gay (and possibly asexual?), but a female OC can totally work, too. I suppose I just kind of dislike it when the OC is overly dramatic, since to me Baldwin really seems like a low drama sort of guy and surrounding him with shrieking or perpetually giggling female OCs isn't a thing that works for me personally. But generally speaking, YES, give me all the OCs of every conceivable background or gender (though now I really want to see Baldwin/male OC). They're one of the reasons why I love the KoH fandom so much - in other fandoms OCs are often reviled and looked down upon, while in our little niche they're basically standard procedure.

Baldwin/Tiberias: I love the concept in theory, since the dynamic of young forceful yet gentle king and world-weary yet totally devoted older knight really ticks the right boxes for me (yes, I am weird). I've read some lovely fics that featured subtle variations of this, but anything that is a bit more heavy on the romance and/or the more physical things between them usually isn't my cup of tea because at some point I tend to remember that they're related and I somehow cannot see past that.

Baldwin/Sibylla: Now this is definitely too much incest for my taste, sorry.

What I haven't yet seen is Baldwin/Imad, which could potentially be a good match in terms of personality. They're both calm and collected men, probably share a number of interests, and I just think Imad would fit rather well since he's not as uptight as Balian, nor as unapproachable as Salah ad-Din, nor as creepily related to Baldwin as Tiberias and Sibylla. But yeah, as you see, I only need the thinnest of pretexts to come up with a total crackship. Which brings me to:

+ My personal, oddly specific crossover crackship: Baldwin/Rebecca of York from Walter Scott's Ivanhoe. Do yourselves a favour and don't ask.

[c1tyhaunts]

@tinzony: can you share how your OCs (or maybe a particular favorite) came to you? was it something specific that sparked the idea, or did they come to you in the dead of night like a fever dream? what parts of that/those OC(s) do you feel most connected to?

*cracks knuckles* Alright party, we bout to pop off on the dash. First off, thanks for the question! I think the best way to talk about this may be to focus on my central 4 girlies (Avian, Lilah, Terrah, Ivy) as they are the ones who really take the main stage in my head. I'll probably go with overall themes first and then deep dive into each character in two separate posts. I want to start out with the early-era Xera OCs with Avian & Lilah since they have a lot deeper context to them!

Central Thoughts

Most OCs (excluding Lilah and some of them) came from me making them my playable character for the game I was playing at the time. Avian came from Fallout 3, Terrah from The Outer Worlds, and Ivy came from The Forgotten City. Lilah still came from a video game's influence (Life is Strange), but she wasn't a PC.

The majority of my OCs characters are black women/fem-presenting. Love a black woman from infinity to infinityyyy. This one is simple. I'm black, I'm fem-presenting and proud. I don't get a lot of black fem characters as protagonists in stories that don't involve black pain, so I wanted to do something different and complex. So that aspect is important to me. That baseline alone makes me connect to my girls so deeply. I heard fem ocs aren't popular on tumblr and? I don't care? I'm kinda here hanging and vibing.

The majority of them came to me instantly, but their development takes about 1+ years for it to be fully formulated. This goes for most of my OCs - I don't feel like I ever grasp their voice until I've had them fall on their face a bit.

Avian Esparza Created: 2012-2013 Original Names/Incarnation: Avridianna "Avrid" Fields

Old Description: "She’s one of those people who judges everyone. She can be a bit cocky, and she’s really snide and sarcastic. She likes to make a dangerous situation into a snide or rude comment. She has a soft spot for kids, but she doesn’t show it. She loves learning, education, reading… practically anything to advance her knowledge. She likes to make science references and she likes to explain stuff more elaborately than they need to be. She can be a bit trigger happy, but that is only when her gun is in her hand. Other than that, she always take the passive way out of situations, using her logic than her brawn. In a way, she’s somewhat manipulative and have a way with her words when she’s trying to convince the other party to step down, she only uses the manipulation for good, not for anything else. She serious 91% of the time, the other 9%… she’s playing tricks or entertaining wasteland kids out of the goodness of her heart. She’s a generally good person, but when push comes to shove, she’s willing to go the darker route. Before she ever does something of the sort, she thinks about what her dad would have done… " (Circa 2013)

Don't you love when your first baby was a mary sue? And you know what? I don't care, she deserved to have her moment back in 2013. Pop off, baby girl.

Anyway, Avian is the 1st "original character" I've ever made. She was the character I brought to Tumblr 10+ years ago after discovering Tumblr RP and she has been a long-standing character since. In the 2+ years that I wrote her in the Fallout fandom, she has undergone a fucking cycle of character development, including having my first single ship that developed through to marriage and a family. She got the full nine yards of character development from a harsh exterior to the kind soul she is, and it was pretty fucking cool to see.

Now, as I've grown older, I started to crave more dynamics, which led to me being more open to multi-shipping to explore Avian's personality and who she is. I did take a hiatus around 2015-2016 to hyper-fixate on a new character (see: Rachel Amber/Lilah & Jacket) before I stepped into college, but Avian has always taken a soft spot in my heart. I'd like to say officially in 2021 I decided to revive her to her current incarnation which is a massive transition from the original tomboy she was. With more nuances and more connection to Avian as a bisexual (sapphic leaning) character, and the eventual revelation she has ASD, it helped me to have a better understanding of who she is and where she could go. It's kinda like two different eras

It's funny, with Avian being my oldest OC, you'd think she's the most fleshed out and developed but I really put a revamp on her to some degree. Out of my muses, she's probably the most vulnerable to change again, because of how much I put her through in the past. This era, the Avian Esparza era, is more at its opening stages where she needs to learn her place again. And it gets me hyped to get her started again.

Lilah Lyons Created: 2015 (As Rachel Amber); 2020-2021 (Officially as Lilah) Original Names/Incarnations: Rachel Amber, Rachel Amello

Old Description:  On the inside, however, Rachel Amber is the mess of the century. She keeps up with the perfect persona while breaking herself apart to do so. She's harshly critical of herself and sensitive of other's comments and actions around her. Everyone claims she's the leader, but she's a follower to the crowd--a model to the people. She's hyper-envious, hyper-sexual, and hyper-depressive. She feels unfulfilled where she is, and continues to chase what she assumes will give her success: love and modeling. Sadly, she couldn't get her way. (circa 2015)

MAN.... MAN... WHAT A TIME CAPSULE. I unfortunately never deleted this blog so it is still out and open to the public and you know what? I am going to own up to it. 2015 Xera? Kinda a dipshit highkey. I was so over in my head thinking I was hot shit.

But you know what 2015 Xera did RIGHT? Create that Rachel Amber blog, like... wow. For context, that blog started JUST as LIS was getting started, barely when the 1st episode was out. Then, I was literally captured by Rachel Amber as a character. Because we had very few things to go off of with Rachel, she practically became an OC for me. She was the first time I got to experiment with darker subjects and nuances, and it helped me to create a complex but likable character. As a teenager, I didn't have a lot of the nuances to really delve deeper into this character, which led to a lot of problematic decision-making and writing on my end. Nothing extravagant, just a lot of what dumb teens would do. But, I still loved this character deeply. However, the LIS games went on and I wasn't in love with what direction they were going. Also given some issues I had with the fandom at the time, I decided to make Rachel Amber into an OC with my characterization of Rachel Amello.

The Rachel Amello period was a bit... rocky. It wasn't the best. I wanted to keep the essence of what I loved about my Rachel Amber muse and so I made an entire backstory that... just wasn't clicking with me. I did some funky things to experiment with her like getting her story involved with devils/supernatural stuff, but Rachel Amello wasn't as clear as Rachel Amber for me. I tried holding on because I adored the characterization, but it wasn't 100% slotting in for me.

Then, I was working with my buddy Rachel @hesperid and somehow developed... Lilah Eve Lyons. I took the concepts of what I originally loved from Rachel Amber and slotted it to Lilah and that started to click so much better. As I have grown older, I started to acknowledge the nuances of predatory relationship dynamics, how we villanize women and such, and Lilah started to make more sense as I continued to write her and realize... how hurt she was. How much damage others have done to her. And from there, I started running hard. Writing Lilah now brings back a lot of those similar sentiments I had writing Rachel Amber years ago, and it's good to bring it back.

[queen-of-my-goofball-army]

Oc Talk Update:

Alright, so because my requests are open yet again I thought that it might be helpful if I reintroduced all of my OCs because there have been several that I've changed over the year since I've last told you about them. There's also several more of them as well and some that I've forgotten about in the past. There's a lot to get through so I'll apologize in advance.

MHA OCs: By far the most OCs that I've ever made for anything. This show has become one of my favorite hyper fixations ever despite the fact that it's kind of an off and on thing depending on my mood. My Hero Academia has became one of my favorite characters of all of them. It's just such an amazing show that changed my entire life and it's just so much of who I am.

Mitsuki Haruka: My first MHA OC nostalgia, Mitsu was the first one and she's the one that started all of it. I've always had a soft spot for the kind but outgoing best girl. Mitsuki's quirk is water. She can pretty much do anything related to water. She can freeze it, heat it, and make snow. Everything about this OC I just adore. Her canon partner is Tenya Iida of course because he's my best boi. I love their relationship and I really want to rewrite my fic with her from scratch. She also has a brother named Kai! That's @toxic-pastry OC whom we came up with the adoption AU together and it's one of my favorite things. I'm willing to do either romance fics with her and Tenya or a sibling fic with her and Kai. I love both relationships so, so much.

Litzy Yamada: Welcome to the ideas that I've had at like 11:15 at night. The gimmick with Litzy is that she can control shadows. She was inspired by my love of two things, my love of the design of La Muerte in Book Of Life, and my love of Dr Facilier in Princess And The Frog. Litzy is Latina and she was born and raised in Mexico. She grew up in the heart of Mexico but she moved to Japan to get away from her quirk hating family that hurt her and threatened with a little something I call "quirk surgery" where your powers are stripped from you. She's a transfer student to UA where Aizawa takes her in as her live-in family. This is how she meets Hizashi Yamada aka Present Mic who eventually adopts her as his own daughter. I've always had a soft spot for Litzy's dynamic with her friends. Her canon partner is Mina Ashido! (Also her step family is Shinso of course, Eri, and my best friend's OC Hana)

Violet Bubaigawara: My first ever "villain" OC, Violet can control plants that are on her arms as tattoos. She can summon them and they can fight with her. I was inspired by Poison Ivy of course from Batman when I was designing her. So Violet works in her father's flower shop, she's a theater actress (this is where I put a majority of my favorite musical theater facts, aka my love of Sherman Brother's.) Her family is a bit of a mess and she lost her older brother when she was 10. This caused a rift between her family and most of them abandoned her until she got older and she fixed her relationships with her three brothers. Her canon partner is Jin Bubaigawara aka Twice. I freaking LOVE these two together so much, they're just the personification of true love to me. The two of them eventually adopt Toga as their daughter, I made Toga a bit younger and an orphan in my fics.

Shizuko Toyomitsu: Hooo boy, Shizuko is one of my favorite OCs she's just such an amazing and strong character. Shizuko in the canon au is quirkless, she instead decided that she wanted to use her brain as her quirk. She invents gadgets that help her to fight crime and trained with FatGum in order to transfer to the hero course. Her original family was a bunch of dicks pretty much. In the no power au that I started, they were drug dealers. In the canon au they're just massively abusive towards her. But she had a savior, that savior being one of my favorite bois Denki Kaminari, her downstairs neighbor. Denki became her best friend and the person that she did everything for. She also met Mei Hatsume during this time as well since they were both into tech. By the time that UA comes around, she's working to get into the hero course, FatGum adopts her, and she transfers to the hero course. Her canon partner is in my opinion one of my ultimate favorite female characters in My Hero canon and that's Mei Hatsume. It's kind of a more recent update to her character but I just absolutely love it and how it's turned out. I'd love to write for these two so if anyone has any ideas that they want for Shizuko and Mei, I'd love you forever.

Kotoeri Hanamori: TOERII! Kotoeri is one of my favorites and I've been in love with her since I first created her. So Kotoeri has actually one of my favorite quirks, she can create a massive protective bubble around buildings and or from people and I love them so much. She's just everything to me. Kotoeri is a member of the fairy kei fashion community, basically it's just bright colors and pastels everywhere. I fell in love with the fashion style when I was creating her. She became one of my first instances of using fairy kei as a style and it's the style that I most identify with now. It was the first time that I really found that clothing style so I just love the way that it suits Kotoeri's personality. Her love story is one of my favorites too. She met her s/o Tamaki Amajiki when they were in the third grade and started dating their second year of middle school. I just think that the energetic one and the anxious one is such an adorable ship dynamic.

Saorise Lovecraft: Saoirse is my other villain OC! She comes from Ireland but moved out to Japan to escape abusive fiancée that just wouldn't leave her alone once she broke it off with him. Saorise's quirk is that she has a lust related quirk. When she uses a certain voice she can turn on the desire of any man. The con to her quirk is that once she uses it she's out of commission for at least a half hour. This has led to her getting sexually abused pretty much all of her life in some way, shape, or form. Until, she meets the kindest man to ever exist in the history of life, the love of my life, Mr. Compress. I just thought that the idea of this relationship was so sweet and so pure for them to start off as partners in crime to lovers and I just love this OC with all my heart.

Arashi Mitsuha: Most of you know my favorite person Ari, but if you don't Ari's thing is that they can control the weather! Mostly in terms of natural disaster's. From tornados, to hurricanes, they can do just about any form of weather. Due to having a dick for a biological father, he wants to be a hero that doesn't really punch villains more as a hero that saves people from natural disasters. I loved the idea of making a pacifist hero in training mostly due to the fact that it just brought up some really interesting ideas. Ari is gender-fluid and his look was inspired by Howl's from Howl's Moving Castle. This is an OC that went through a major change recently, going from a single ship to a loving poly ship. Originally it was just that they were partnered up with Denki Kaminari, but overtime I fell into the ShinKami trap and so did my best friend and she convinced me to make a poly ship with Ari, Denki, and Shinsou.

Rumi Tsukasa: My last MHA OC thank God I am so sorry that I have so many of these kids that I love so much. Rumi can control illusions, I loved the idea of making her control illusions of things that weren't really there. Like making a fake bank to be robbed so that she can capture a set of villains. Even though her quirk takes up a lot of time, she can have multiple huge illusions up at one time as well. Rumi is in class B and her partner is Tetsutetsu. I've always had a weakness for Tetsutetsu so having him have this no nonsense alternative/punk inspired girlfriend I just loved it. Rumi's father was the number 12 hero that I invented, a hero called Hypno who could hypnotize people. He died in a villain attack a few months before canon and she is still coping and dealing with the loss of someone that was so important to her life.

Teen Titans/Promare:

Keiko Tsuchigomori: Keiko is actually probably the oldest OC that I've ever had. I was getting really into Avatar at the age of nine so her powers are that of the Avatar earth, fire, air, and water. It's just that her's have a little cutesy twist to them like her fire is pink like the fire in one of my favorite movies Promare. Keiko is a member of the decora community, I loved coming up with her clothing ideas and the little things that were important to her aesthetic. Due to a house fire that Keiko started when she was first "receiving" her powers (against her will) by her scientist father, she is now covered in burns. In the Teen Titans au she becomes more comfortable with her body and what she wears. She has to overcome the fact that she is still herself and she can still be just as confident as she once was. In the TT au she's Beast Boy's canon partner. It hasn't changed since I was nine and first really getting into the show. I love their relationship and I still stand by the fact that Beast Boy is best boi.

In the Promare au, I made her Lio's twin sister. I fell in love with the way that this story was told and just everything in it so I knew that I had to work with the two of the characters that meant more to me than anything in the world. Originally, I was going to make BB a fire fighter but then I was inspired to make another poly-ship with Keiko, Meis, and Gueira. I have such a weakness for these three they just give me so much free serotonin.

Animaniacs: Lizzy is a rabbit! Of course that means that she was a lot, and I mean a *LOT* of siblings. She was the oldest before her parents decided that she “deserved” to be famous and dropped her off at the Warner Brothers Studios one day just because they felt like it. Elizabeth met the Warner siblings when Wakko accidentally nearly knocked her off of her roof where she was staying when he was swinging with his giant squeaky rubber hammer. That’s how she met the first two of the siblings anyways. How she met Yakko was she met him through Dot insisting that she joined the reboot crew. Liz’s canon partner is of course, the eldest of the three siblings Yakko. Now I’ve had Litzy since I was ten and since then she’s still one of my favorites so I do still work with her and she is a lot of fun and their relationship makes me soft. Not only is she a really good singer but she’s also an amazing athlete. She’s amazing at soccer and loves to stim with her soccer ball during non practice times. She’s also really talented at martial arts so she finds. (When they had to do the Animeanics segment Wakko volunteered her to learn hand to hand combat and she fell in love with it.)

Princess And The Frog: Rhiannon has always been one of those OCs that I have the biggest weakness for. She's just such a pure bean and loves her family so much. Rae’s parents are Tiana and Naveen and she has three siblings, an older brother and two twin younger brothers that makes her and Tiana the only girls (pray for them I swear they have to put up with so much) She’s the baker in the restaurant! She bakes the bread, makes the desserts, that’s her job. She learned baking from her mom of course and studies her recipes still religiously to this day. Our bi princess we honestly love to see her in this house. She’s so gorgeous. Honestly, her bisexuality was something that came to me when I thought about the song that Jim Cummings talked about on Talkin Toons that Raymond sings in his first scene Leon Russell's “Cajun Love Song” I eventually thought of to make her girlfriend Lottie’s daughter and name her Alice! To me it was peak me knowing things that actually help me out in the future. Rae is the master of three instruments *ahem* the accordion because that’s what Ray’s playing and that’s where her name took inspiration from, Naveen taught her how to play the ukulele when she was old enough to hold it in her hands, and she plays the trumpet thanks to Louis teaching her.

DuckTales: Sabrina has one of those personalities that I just thrive off of writing. She's got also one of my favorite relationships to write for and that's her relationship with my absolute favorite member of the McDuck family, Ludwig Von Drake. Sabrina is the sister between Huie, Dewey, and Louie. She’s the actual oldest of the family where the younger three constantly bicker about who is. For a long time, she didn’t really know what her role was with the rest of her family. At least not with her immediate family. She spent a lot of time with her tutor, her uncle Ludwig. After she quickly realized that school wasn’t for her she wanted to study with her great uncle instead. He taught her how be confident in her intelligence and she loves her uncle more than anything in the entire world. He’s her source of encouragement through every step of the way and every life change. During adventures, she’s often labeled as the group quick thinker using her quick thinking as well as multi versatile interests to get them out of quick scraps. She’s fluent in languages, she can think on her toes quickly and she’s able to do things that her brother’s and great uncle can’t. Her sexuality is that she most identified with lesbian culture, even though she can notice that guys are cute she also can’t see herself in a relationship with them. Gosalyn is her girlfriend and they’re in a long distance girlfriend but they’re both extraordinarily happy together. While they didn’t start off on the right foot, her closest brother now that she’s older is Dewey. They found that they have a lot of things in common now that they’re in the early teens. They work extremely well together, they’re extremely close. She has a really unique relationship with all three of her brother’s though they’re her closest unit.

Star Vs The Forces Of Evil: Allania has become one of my favorite comfort OCs over the course of the last year. While there's not really a whole lot of me in her I do love her so, so much. She's just this absolute unit of sunshine and I love her personality. Nia is a half elf-half human and her dad's run a bakery together. Nia helps her family out as much as she can in the bakery but her main passion is theater and drag shows. She started doing drag to find her confidence and performing became one her biggest interests. Her canon partner is Tom Lucitor my absolute unit of a baby. I love this demon boi so, SO much oh my gods. He is the cutest thing ever and I just needed to make an OC for him. He's the cutest thing ever. Nia's best friend in the entire world is Marco Diaz. I just love, love this girl so much. Her story of transitioning and finding out who she is. She's just the cutest thing.

Gravity Falls: Twilight (cookie dough) Pines is one of my favorite OCs because she is actually themed to one of the best friend's that I've ever had in my entire time online @2oppositesidesof1coin (or Opposite). Relationship with Mabel: This is where things get a little bit… complicated for lack of a better word. Because Mabel took up so much of her parent’s time, Twilight got neglected. People would simply rather spend time with the cute and sparkly one over the nervous wreck. She never resented her younger sister, in fact she loves Mabel for not letting the world get her down. Relationship with Dipper: Her relationship with Dipper (read as Dippin Dots) is a lot better thankfully. She loves her younger brother and helped him through his transitional period. They have a lot of personal interests that intersected, she got him into spooky things at a young age (Scooby Doo mainly but they’ve also been known to watch anime and Buzzfeed Unsolved together.) Relationship with Grunkle Stan: Ever since she was a little girl, the only place that she’s ever felt comfortable is Gravity Falls and when she visits during the summertime those were her favorite days of her childhood. Without fail he’s the only person (other than Dipper) who remembers her birthday. He keeps a calendar just so he doesn’t miss it. He sees a ton of Ford in her, like if you crossed his personality with Ford’s then you’d get his cookie dough. He loves her more than anything in the entire world. Eventually, he decided that home wasn’t safe for her anymore and decided that he would take her in and she’d stay with him and Ford. Twilight did some personal research after she met Wendy, realized that she was a big pan disaster fire around anyone that was pretty in her eyes, and things quickly progressed with her and Wendy since then. Her main hobby is theater. Twilight is an actress, it’s how she got rid of her stutter for the most part. She loves singing and dancing so musical theater called to her like a beacon. Performing is something that she takes a lot of pride in doing.

Haikyuu: OH good lord, okay so I have multiple Haikyuu's OC so hold onto your hats because I love these ladies

Aratani Fuuka: The first Haikyuu OC that I ever officially made and started designing, the light of my life, Aratani. I love this woman so, so much. Tani is just so important to me probably because she was the first to change my life. Aratani is a libero for the Nekoma team. I absolutely fell in love with the position no matter what. She's just such an amazing OC and I love her. Her aunt is the one that raised her due to the fact that her parents were deemed unsuitable to raise her. Her best friend is Bokuto because it's just the most obvious thing. I love writing for these two more than anything in the world. Their friendship is just 11/10 goals. But, but her canon partner is Kuroo. I fell ass over tea kettle for this goofball nerd and I'm in love with him. Aratani was basically inserting myself into the she's just everything to me.

Hikari Shinobu: Hikari is my one childhood friends to middle school dating OC. I loved this idea so much and it's one that I have a weakness for. Hikari's an older twin sister to her younger brother Hatsu. When they were in elementary school their mother insisted that they go to a community center which is how Hikari met elementary school Satori Tendou. Through Satori, Kari made the first friend that she had ever had before. She fell in love with her best friend and over the years they started dating when they were in middle school. I just have such a softness for these two and their relationship. It's one of those ships that's just everything to me. They're the best part of each other's lives and I'm so soft for that idea. Hikari is a ballerina who goes to Shiratorizawa as well. She never misses one of Satori's games and honestly that very idea has me so weak for her. Just imagining her with little flags cheering for her monster-I love these two so much.

Yui Fujiwara: Yui was for me inspired by the head-canons that my best friend @moons-and-stars-and-shit came up with for me! Yui is one of the managers of the Karasuno volleyball team, her best friend is Sugawara, and her boyfriend is long distance but it's Lev Haiba. Using those HCs as a jumping off point to create her was one of my favorite things of this last year. I loved coming up with her own unique personality that paralleled my own. Yui comes from a somewhat neglectful family, her older sister is captain of the Karasuno girls basketball team so her parents often ignored her in favor of focusing more on her elder sister. Due to this, she is extremely shy about things that she's interested in. Yui is really into science and the idea of engineering so she's interested in being a Disney imagineer. Her relationship with Lev isn't something that a lot of people can understand but they just love each other so much and that's the weakness that I have.

Ichigo Nakano: My first Haikyuu OC! Do you know those parents that are like "You do your sport and you do nothing but your sport because that's the only thing that you're good at?" Welcome to Ichigo's parents folks. Ichigo has been playing basketball since she was really little and her pushy parents encouraged her to keep doing the sport even when she wasn't really loving it anymore. Her first cheerleader that she really ever had was Ryuunosuke Tanaka. I had to do this okay, it was a mighty need and I am weak for goofballs. Anyways, so they met in elementary school had a cutesy childhood crushes thing, and then Ichigo had to move to Tokyo. But once she moves back her parents are still trying to dictate her life so she feels that she can't have her one little ray of sunshine. It's not until Ryuu encourages her that she can have her own life and that it is worth living that she decides that she's going to live her own life.

Chihiro Itadori: If anyone in my OC arsenal for Haikyuu went through a similar thing to me it was Chihiro. For most of her childhood everyone loved her. Teachers, friends, classmates, everyone adored her. And she loved the praise and the attention. It was something that she thrived off of. But once her friends started dating she became the fifth wheel between everyone. Her friends bullied her and belittled her for not having a boyfriend. But her friends were also members of the Oikawa Fan Club despite having boyfriends. Even though Chihiro didn't really see the personal appeal of Oikawa there was one that she did see the appeal of, and that was Iwaizumi. You all know where this is going. Iwa sits next to Chihiro in their science class and they work together one day when he notices that Chihiro isn't the same way that she usually is. He realizes that his crush/desk neighbor is being treated poorly so he just wants to introduce him to better friends. Her friendship with the entire Aoba Johsai team and I love her friendship more than anything.

Ayaka Sunohara: Aya is just amazing in my personal opinion. She's grown so much during the time that I played with her. It started off with her paired off with Terushima, to me I still love this boi more than anything. She's just impossibly sweet and genuine but at the same time so strong. Aya has a hard time relating to her parents. They're the type of yuppy rich people that just treat their daughter as a tool in order to move their status forward. But Aya eventually wants no part of that. She wants to be a tattoo artist and her creativity throughout everything is just such an amazing OC. I did wind up eventually changing my OC relationship to her with Noya. Yet another time when I looked at the beautifulness of this relationship. They're just absolute cuties and I love writing them.

Sk8 The Infinity: My Matchablossom babies! I know that I've got a lot of hate on these two recently but that doesn't mean that I'm shelving them. I just wanted to set the record straight with these two I guess for those of you that don't really know me. Sometimes when I write a relationship it's with a comfort character, not a husbando. This is one of those cases as the main relationship is with someone that is a minor. I just thought that it was a cute idea and originally it was not my plan. Things just got away from me and I just thought that Sakura and Miya were too cute together to not try my hand at it. Now that we've discussed that, let's talk about my Matchablossom twins.

Sakura Nanjo: My main Sk8 OC, the absolute light of my life, bass player, chef in training. Sakura to me is just one of those OCs that I have that is just pure serotonin shot directly into my system. Creating her design, I made her looks more considerable to Kaoru rather than Kojiro but her personality is definitely Kojiro's. She has his main interest, that of cooking. She loves cooking and making food for people that's her love language. Coming up with this idea of her getting Miya to learn to love food was one of my favorite main plot ideas that I've ever come up with. There's just such a beauty to this au and I love it so much. There's also the mention of bass guitar. See when I was first writing her fic I was overtaken by one of my biggest music hyper fixations that I've ever had, my obsession with Rush. Due to me falling in love with this band right around this time it only made sense to mesh the two things together.

Haru Sakurayashiki: Baby boy. Absolute baby boy. So Haru is my trans OC who when the story starts has just started to take T as he has just barely begun puberty at 12 years old and he already knows that isn't what he wants. However, this makes his emotions, mainly his anger go a bit wonky. It makes the bickering between him and Sakura more explosive and more prevalent. He wants to be a better brother to his sister and after an accidental physically violent thing, he knows that he has to be a better job of maintaining his rage and aggression. I gave him Kojiro's hair, Kaoru's golden eyes, and Kaoru's interests of making art. The only difference is I made him into a future tattoo artist. He's also a lover of basketball and played it throughout middle school and high school. His partner is another OC that I came up with named Kayla. They met due to Sakura taking guitar lessons at Kayla's dad's studio. Haru gets bitten by the drum bug and that's how he learns to better maintain his emotions.

Fairy Tail:

Idina Conbolt: The first technical OC that I've ever made! Idina is an ice dragon slayer in the canon au. Since Gray was never the official ice dragon slayer I thought that it might be fun for me to create my own for fun. So that's how Idina came into play. This is an OC that has definitely changed as my tastes have changed over the countless years that I've been a fairy fan. My original FT simp was Gray, I freaking loved Gray more than anything when I was 13 so I knew that was who I wanted Idina to be with. Idina to me is just this absolute pillar of strength. She's strong, kind, and loves her friends more than anything. Her best friend in the entire world is Natsu, she loves her best friends more than anything. It's just the thing that I love working with her. Because her friendship is just the sweetest things and working with her. Then once I hit 17 I absolutely fell in love with Laxus. It hit me with a truck. So I had to create something that went along with that. In doing that I changed Idina's relationship with Gray to a relationship with Laxus. When I wrote her fic, one of my best friends D-Angel read her fic and fell in love with it just as much as I did. I loved her story more than anything and writing it just made me so happy. When I started talking more frequently with her the idea of a poly ship hit me in the gut of her with Laxus and Freed.

Kim Possible:

Anna Lipski: Anna Lipski was my idea to create an OC that was the daughter of Dr. Drakken and Shego. I loved Dr. D when I was growing up and a lot of that stuck with me into becoming the childish adult that I am today. For the most part this idea just stemmed from the fact that I was curious about what their child would be like. So I designed Anna and promptly fell in love with the idea of Drakken raising her as a single dad to the best of his abilities. Due to the fact that he is not evil in this au him and Kim's dad managed to remain friends and Kim is basically Anna's cousin/sister at this point in both of their lives. Anna did get Shego's powers except her flames are a bright pink color. She's also really close with cousin Eddie because honestly I just loved that idea that she would be this combination of tough girl with a feminine edge.

Owl House:

Kenneth Ortiz: Kenny! I have the biggest soft spot for this OC. Kenneth is another gender fluid character that owns my heart and soul. So their thing is that they grew up with Edric and Emira because those two twins are everything to me and I fell in love with Ed. I thought that it would just be the coolest thing if while they were in the illusions track that they would be able to mimic voices, be super good at impressions, and just be the most amazing impressionist. They can also save little things about their friends. They have a soft spot for laughs in particular. Laughs are everything to them and they have a major soft spot for making their friend's laugh. Edric and Hunter are their f/o's and I have a soft spot their relationship. Kenneth is just overall a lot of fun and designing them made me super happy.

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun:

Junko Minamoto: Junko my love~ Junko is the younger twin sister of Teru. As a kid she was often compared as weaker than her brother. She had trouble staying still, paying attention in school, and making friends where her brother excelled at everything it seemed like. Every time that she would try to focus on something it would wind up blowing up in her face. She struggled with her self image a lot because everyone would always just call her Teru without really thinking. Even though they are fraternal twins they look a lot a like and have a lot of the same interests and hobbies. After starting high school Junko promised herself that she'd do better. She had to do better and make her family proud of her in her own way. So she dedicated herself to the one thing that she knew she was good at, archery. She became a more focused student, a more driven archer, and a better older sister to her younger siblings, Kou and Tiara. This was also around the time that guys started to notice her and started asking her out on dates randomly. Even though she was bisexual she leaned more towards women then she did towards men. That was until she met in my opinion, one of my favorite characters in the series, Natsuhiko. I absolutely fell in love with these two because he was the first person that really looked at her and saw her. He saw the girl that was just trying her best to be a good twin, a stronger fighter, and someone that her younger siblings could rely on. That was the person that he fell in love with, the one who was always trying to be there for her family and get the best grades that she could.

Encanto:

Mariposa Lynne Madrigal: So when I first started getting really into Encanto I came up with the genius idea that I'd make a wife for Bruno and hence Mariposa was born. Mariposa Lynne grew up in a small but tight knit family that owned the Encanto's sweets shop that all the family's frequent for desserts and sweet treats after dinner and throughout the day. Mariposa's mother was sick though so the shop was falling onto her shoulders. Bruno one day when he was walking about town he went into the sweets shop to avoid the whispers and murmurs that were surrounding him. He went inside and Mariposa was running the shop with her younger sister Fran working in the back room. Bruno and Mariposa quickly formed a friendship and he promised that he'd look into her mother's future to see if they could find a cure for her illness. In return, Mariposa became Bruno's first real friend, the first person that looked at him and saw the person that he was. Not just the creepy triplet, but the person that he was and not want to change him. She didn't judge him and only ever pushed him to be his best self. I absolutely love working with these two and their slow burn romance and just them quickly finding the way that they fit together.

Angelica Madrigal: The daughter of Mariposa and Bruno, her gift is that she can blend into shadows and she can control shadows. I came up with the idea when I started thinking about gifts that their children might have and I once again turned to my love of Dr. Faciler and found that the idea of blending into shadows was something that she could do and it could be creepy ish. In the same vein that Bruno's gift was seen as creepy her's could be seen in the same way. When I started coming up with her story it very quickly took a turn that I don't usually take, the angsty family dynamics turn where there's no comfort or forgiveness really until the very end. Angelica was the forgotten Madrigal gift family member. She was the one that was pushed to the side because her gift couldn't really help the town. It was also seen as "too scary" for the children so Abuela kept her locked in her room only allowing for her to come out on special occasions. After Bruno left, Angelica only wanted for her father to come back. Things were easier for her when he was there, more tolerable. She wasn't entirely alone though. She had Camilo her best friend, they were a week apart birth wise so they would often refer to each other as their "twin" brother or "twin" sister which would confuse the people that were just moving into the town until someone corrected them. She was also close with Dolores and Antonio, Felix tried to pick up the slack that Bruno left behind him and he somewhat succeeded in being a father figure to Angelica. Mariposa was the best mother that she could possibly be to her. The first year was... not the easiest for her mother wise but she quickly picked herself up and dusted herself off. She found that it was easier to relate to her daughter when she told her stories about what her papi was like when they were younger and first falling in love.

Once Bruno comes back things definitely got a lot better for Angelica. Things started to finally look up for her. Her family was there for her again and Abuela apologized for short sighting her throughout her entire life. Even though that pain still exists for her, things got better once Bruno was let back into the family. It took some time to regain the father daughter relationship that she had with him a decade ago but they're working on fixing it.

Fruits Basket:

Fumiko Sohma: Fumi-chan is the daughter of Hatori and Kana Sohma. She often struggled with just general badmouthing in her family due to her family's just general shitty nature. Akito especially saw that she was treated far worse then the other people in the family. The older women in the family treated her as though she was a dress up doll that they could train and teach to be their opinion of the perfect little girl. She was put through literal hell when it came to training. They critiqued everything about her from her eating habits, to her posture, to the way that she walked. She had to be absolutely perfect all the time. There were moments of reprieve though that came in the form of Ayame Sohma, everyone's favorite fashion designer. He absolutely doted on his favorite niece introducing her to his favorite movies, shows, and anime's. He got her into everything that she was passionate about from a young age. Fumi-chan was absolutely obsessed with Sailor Moon (her favorite is Sailor Mercury because she could relate a lot to her), Cardcaptor Sakura, Miyazaki films, and Tokyo Mew Mew. Her love of Miyazaki films eventually inspired her to create her dream job, a Miyazaki cafe. She loves baking, cooking, and creating everything that allowed her to make her dream possible. She also is absolutely obsessed with clothing and making clothes due to Ayame's influence over her life. Cosplay has been a huge part of her life the older that she got and the more shows that she found. Her favorites are the Fate series (she loves Saber especially), One Piece, Fairy Tail, and My Dress Up Darling.

Her relationship is by far one of my all time favorites, her boyfriend is Kakeru Manabe MY BEST BOI I absolutely love this loon and I just think that these two are so cute together. They met when Fumi-chan moved to Shigure's house and she started going to the same middle school as Kakeru. They were sat across from each other and they quickly became friends and found a relationship with each other supporting each other and cheering each other on. To me that's the kryptonite of this relationship. They just support each other and their dreams, ambitions, life goals, and love each other so much. They might be each other's polar opposite but they will be the clingiest and most nausea inducing couple of all time.

[ultimafangirl]

So I've now got what I consider to be my four main OCs.

Three of whom are basically self inserts

Quinn

Self-insert based OC

She/They

Lalafell Bard in FFXIV

Blue Lion

Plays a Bard but is a terrible singer irl. Still loves theatre.

Single, doesn't know how to flirt

Loves Lolita styles

Carter

Self Insert based OC

He/him

Hrothgar Black Mage in FFXIV

Theatre kid growing up. Still a theatre adult but now prefers to work behind the scenes

Single, not really interested but if he meets someone special then that's great

Ellianna (human version)

Self insert based OC

She/her

Au Ra Dragoon in FFXIV (this is also the default Ellianna)

Single but flirty

Likes games with crafting. Fan of Atelier series. Picked up all of the Disciples of the Land/Hand jobs in ffxiv

Soft spot for cute things. Has trouble deciding which minion to use. Sticks with nanamo minion cause it rides on her shoulder and that's adorable

Aria (BeorcHuman version)

Actual OC

She/her

Miqo'te Dancer in FFXIV (originally White Mage)

Golden Deer

Insists her preferred style is elegant. It actually leans more toward cute

Insists her favorite color is white cause it's more elegant and grown up. It's actually green

Youngest of 3 children. Older sister and brother. Had a big fight with brother and has gone low contact.

Has a girlfriend. Been dating for a couple of years now

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Ages fluctuate depending on the situation. Carter is the always the oldest and Aria is always the youngest

Quinn, Carter and Aria don't actually have ffxiv characters. I'm only a casual ffxiv player and am only level 50 something with my main. You really think I have time for 3 alts?

3 of them have been submitted as ocs to sonocomics. I'll send Aria next month. Might give her some more color.

A lot of Quinn Carter and Ellianna is based on some of my own traits and thoughts cause they're originally self-inserts I needed for different situations.

Quinn and Ellianna both got my taste in older men

[in-superbloom]

did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen? (a.i.)

right where you left me: prologue

pairing: ashton irwin x olivia jones (oc)

warnings: uhh a kinda grieving theme i guess? but no deaths. it has a sad tone overall, but nothing major (in this chapter hehe). foul language because i can't help myself. the tiniest mention of alcohol, but as a memory. think i should probably warn you that this contains a very sad ash. also not much dialogues. this is mainly for explanation and introduction, but very important for the story. if you find anything else that might be triggering, please let me know so i can add it here !!

author's note: oof okay. so. this is the prologue of a series very very dear to my heart that i've been working on for what it feels like my whole life but really it's been just a few months. but i'm in love with the story (which rarely happens with my own writing) so i hope you can enjoy it too !! this is also my very first time posting a fic since 2013 so pls keep that in mind <3 no i am not shaking as type this ofc not also: although i have the full story ready in my head, this is the only chapter that's written. i wanted to wait until i had at least a few ready before posting this but i'm too anxious for that lmao just saying this bc it will take a good while until i have any more chapters, so <3 (p.s.: i went over this thing a million times since may so if you find any errors pls look away, i'm not fixing this thing anymore. thanks <3)

another note: anna from the future here to say that i completely forgot about the playlist i made for the story lmao here it is in case you're interested k thanks bye <3

credits: title is from taylor swift's song right where you left me. model in the picture: paola locatelli. banner by me.

i also wanted to take a minute to thank some really nice friends that i've made here over these past few months & that i'm extremely grateful for @wastelandcth @suchalonelysunflower @littledrummerangie i cannot thank you babes enough for inspiring me the way that you do & for letting me yell about this to you && for encouraging me so much 🥺 i'll never be able to explain just how much this means to me, so i'll have to settle for saying thank you at any change that i can get <3 i love you all 💜 also gem my baby, thank you for the inspo with the banner 💚

@bluesdelis look babe i did it 😌 you know how grateful i am for you & for you letting me have a breakdown every week about my writing for the past 8 years so let's not dive into that or else i will write something bigger than this prologue jsjsjdjd love you 🖤

i hope you all have a good reading and a nice day ♡

let me know what are your thoughts about the fic ! ♡

word count: 4.1k

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Cold. That was the first thing that Olivia’s brain processed.

Still with her eyes closed, she buried herself more into the duvet, while her arm blindly reached for the furnace in human form that she calls boyfriend. However, as soon as her arm was only met with cold sheets, her eyes shot open.

Blinking the sleep away, she sat up on the bed, searching for the infamous red clock resting on Ashton’s bedside table that was supposed to look like a vintage alarm clock. Olivia had ordered it online at an auction website a couple of years back, as a gift for his 23rd birthday, since it was something he had mentioned multiple times prior that he was looking for, but still hadn't found. But when it finally came in (two weeks after the due date), it looked nothing like the picture she saw on the website. Feeling beyond frustrated, she wanted to send it back immediately and ask for a refund and maybe leave a not so polite review on the seller's page. But Ashton stopped her right away, laughing like the situation was absolutely hilarious to him, while saying, 'I like it, it’s quirky'. So, the clock stayed and found a home right next to him in their room.

Some days, however, she would wake up at some ungodly hour because of the blaring noise of the only ringtone the clock had. But whatever annoyance she could feel towards the object, it always vanished as soon as she felt Ashton's lips gently touching her face in a good morning kiss before he would get up to start his day, leaving her to catch some more hours of well deserved sleep.

As the furthest from a morning person as a touring musician could possibly be, Olivia had always feared that living under the same roof as Ashton would turn her into an early bird like him, but she's thankful that it never happened (not that he needs to know about that).

When she sees the red clock, she smiles at the sudden but welcome memories of them flooding her foggy brain, but frowns slightly when she realizes it reads 12:13 pm. Ashton rarely lets her sleep past 10 am.

Gathering all her strength and will, she rises up from the bed, smoothly picking up a grey wool sweatshirt from the chair (way too baggy on her slim body, but it smells like him), pulling it over her head and relishing on the soft material warming up her body. Making her way to the door and calmly going down the stairs, she can’t help but stop for a minute to admire the picture frames on their walls, one in particular catches her attention – probably one of the most prized pictures and memories they had. It felt older than it actually is, but it was around 4 years ago, she's sure – a little while after the two of them met. The picture was of their group of friends that still remains the same: Ashton and his best friend, Luke; Olivia, her best friend, Calum and their old hometown friend, turned into Calum’s new friend at college, turned into everyone’s friend, Michael; and her then newly band members, Suki, Eli and Ravi. Together, their group was the life of the party through all their college years, and it showed by the big smiles and drinks in hands they all had in the picture. It was a very special night, the first time Olivia’s little band played for the public – for a small audience sure, but it was a wonderful night nonetheless. What a long road it had been since that night.

Her nostalgic thoughts were interrupted by a shiver that went through her whole body, and it made her realize how oddly cold the whole house was, not only their bedroom. Which, granted, it was November in New York and the weather was just getting colder, but that’s exactly why Ashton always made sure to keep the house warm enough. As much as she loved the chilly season, the warm weather always reminded him of his hometown, and who was she to deny him that?

The smell of fresh made coffee could be sensed even before she reached the kitchen. Arriving there, the curly haired woman still found no signs of her boyfriend, so she went straight after the coffee maker pot sitting on the far left corner of the cream marble counter. Smiling softly at the tons of memories of Ashton's sleepy figure making their favorite beverage, she reached for a coffee mug on the cupboard on top of the counter and poured the remainder of the hot liquid on it (it's her favorite mug, if she must choose – it was a gift from a fan, and it had printed on it a collage of the pictures of her and Ashton that were posted on social media through their first year of relationship).

Moving to the glass doors that lead to the mini garden they cultivate, she didn't have to open them to spot the 6-feet-tall man sitting on a bench outside, looking oddly small in his oversized clothes, coffee mug tightly held between strong hands. Something about his figure made Olivia frown, however: he was staring with an unwavering look at her small but eye-catching pot of yellow daffodils that were almost as much of a pet to them as Stitch at this point. Sensing that there’s something definitely off about his semblance, she made a mental note to talk to him and find out what’s wrong later. So she goes back to the kitchen, knowing that he might need this quiet and private moment for himself.

She lost count of the minutes that went by (couldn't have been more than five) before she hears the garden's door opening and closing, and then his bare feet are dragging his brawny body to her. Except, he goes over to the sink, walking right through her, not showing any sign that he even saw her hunched figure over the counter table in the middle of the room.

Alright, someone's in a mood.

Olivia tries to swallow the annoyance already bubbling inside her – he knows how much she hates to be ignored, no matter how mad he might be – by trying to think of what she can say that won't piss him off. This is always a hard feat to accomplish when Ashton gets in these moods, but there’s a reason for them to work so well together.

“I missed my favorite body heater when I woke up,” she says in her best sweet voice, knowing how quickly his resolve crumbles when he hears that voice.

Still, no reaction.

That settles a worry at the pit of her stomach, because Ashton is never like this. Even when he's not in the mood to talk, he always gives some kind of reaction to her words; it doesn't matter how small, just enough to make her feel acknowledged.

When he's finished washing his mug and the few scattered dishes across the sink – she noticed that he already had lunch, if the lone plate in the drying rack is anything to go by –, he dries his hand in a towel, turns around and throws it on top of the same counter Olivia was leaning up against. Once again, he walks away not even sparing her a look.

Indignant, she leaves the now empty coffee mug on top of the table and follows him as he walks up the stairs, any determination to not aggravate his mood now well gone.

“Hey! In case you didn't notice, I'm right here. Whatever got you in this sour mood, I'm certainly not to blame, so can you stop being a child now and talk to me?!”

Ashton just keeps walking – more like sluggishly dragging his body – until he reaches their bedroom and suddenly stops just merely two feet inside the room, looking around with vacant eyes; like he was expecting to see something that wasn't there.

“Okay, that's really mature of you. Are you planning on ignoring me all day then?” Olivia questions exasperated, staring angrily at the back of his neck, where the condor tattoo lives – her favorite of his, but that sight doesn't bring her any peace today like it usually does.

Her glare only breaks when she hears the familiar sound of dog tags swaying on her right side. Shifting her gaze to the direction of the sound, Olivia notices Stitch, their small, black & white French bulldog – who she thought was outside in the garden – slowly trudging his way from around the bed until he stops at Ashton's feet, looking up at one of his humans with sad eyes. That realization only makes the worry in her stomach grow uncomfortably.

“Hi buddy,” Ashton's voice cracks a bit from the lack of use, but he smiles softly at the sweet dog, and crouches down to pet him.

Olivia can't help but gasp as she notices three things all at once that leave her overwhelmed: first, how she didn't even notice Stitch was in the room when she woke up – which never ever happens, in fact, most days he wakes her up whenever he deems her bedtime as finished and can't ever contain his excitement when she finally gets up; second, how the windows blinds are closed, which, again, rarely occurs under their roof, not if Ashton can help it. And third, how sad and melancholic the whole scene in front of her is – how sad and melancholic Ashton is. Pointless to say by now – that's also a very rare occasion.

A chill creeps up Olivia's spine, putting her body into high alert and also serving as a reminder of how everything looks out of place today. Trying to keep her head from spiraling down way too soon, she wraps her arms around herself and crouches down beside her two favorite boys, trying once more.

“Ash? Can you hear me?” even with her throat closing, she softly asks, purposefully putting her face in Ashton's point of view. Her only answer is the low whispers he's letting out to Stitch, while cradling the tiny dog in his arms, spreading gentle kisses on his head.

“I know, bud, I know. I miss her too,” is the only whisper she could understand and immediately wishes she hadn't. The weak wail that comes from Stitch's throat seems to fit perfectly with how the three of them feel.

Ashton then looks up and for a couple of seconds, and Olivia can swear he’s staring right into her eyes. But when he shows no reaction, she knows he’s just staring ahead and not at her, with that look that says there’s too much going on inside his head. She feels the urge to embrace him and get him to talk about whatever is on his mind, so they can share that weight like they always do, but when Ashton gets up from the ground and settles on the bed with Stitch, Olivia can physically feel the crack in her heart caused by the feeling she’s left with.

While Ashton is pulling the duvet over him and the dog, with clearly no intentions of getting up anytime soon, Olivia stands up on her feet with a new-found determination – she needs to figure out what the hell is going on.

This nightmare had to be just that, right? Nothing but a very vivid dream – she's had those before. Scary sure, but they always go away, and soon enough she's back into Ashton's arms, with Stitch jumping on the bed ready to lick their faces off. She just needs to wake herself up from whatever fucked up dream this is – right?

She's running down the stairs this time, frantically in search of something, of what exactly, she doesn’t know – but she knows she needs an answer. The more she looks for something, the more desperate she gets, not knowing what to look for. Then suddenly, something catches her eyes.

The white and blue calendar that's held up by magnets on the side of the fridge. She knows their calendar is red and yellow. They got it from their favorite flower market. Slowly, as if scared of what it might be there – “It's just a calendar, for fucks sake” – she approaches the damn thing. Upon inspection, she deems it as a normal calendar – she really doesn't know what she was expecting – until.

She knows what's wrong with it now.

It's November. She knows it, because the Asian and last leg of her first world tour is about to begin November 21st, eleven days from today. Right after Mike's birthday, she knows this.

Then why does the calendar say today is January 14th?

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Ashton woke up with a jolt. He quickly sat up, frightening the little Frenchie that was asleep right next to him on the bed. Trying to make sense of his surroundings, he roughly rubbed his face to get some sleep off of it and soon reached for the dog that was staring at him with sleepy but sad eyes. Ashton is sure Stitch understands far more than a dog is supposed to understand about their current situation.

The room is covered in shadows, almost pitch black, but he can see the sunlight even through the thick dark grey blinds covering up the windows. Ashton knows he won't be able to sleep again at that moment, so he gets up from the bed – much slower than he used to. His heartbeat is still out of control because of the nightmare that woke him up, but he can't bother to pay attention to it when Stitch is softly wailing beside him. Ashton lets out a ghost of a smile when the dog rests his head on his right upper thigh, looking up at him with an expression Ashton knows all too well.

“C'mon you little ravenous creature, let's feed you,” the bulldog excitedly jumps to the ground, already running his way down the stairs, not even waiting for Ashton to get up.

That gets a real smile out of him, but it vanishes as soon as he glances at the alarm clock on his bedside table. It reads 5:13 am, nothing out of the ordinary for him. But that small and inoffensive clock, with its red paint peeling off, holds a lot of memories for him. Memories that two months ago would bring joy to his heart, but now he almost wants to throw the object across the room.

It was a stupid thing, really. He had been wanting a vintage alarm clock and Olivia got one for his birthday. But the product they received was definitely not the one she bought, and if he's being honest, he didn't like it as much as he made out to. But seeing her so excited in the weeks before it arrived, and how disappointed she was when it did, he couldn't help but try his best to make her smile that luminous smile again. It's part of his nature by now.

That's also the reason why he lets her think that he doesn't notice when she wakes up at some ungodly hour (her words, not his) along with him, because of the annoying and only sound the alarm clock is able to produce. He always leaves soft kisses in every inch of bare skin he can find on her sleeping figure, so she goes back to the dream land and doesn't wake up before 10 am. No one wants to deal with that kind of bad humor, not even him.

As much as he likes being a morning person and absolutely enjoys her company in the mornings, he knows she'll take any and every extra hour of sleep she can get before starting the day. And that's why he loves that she's so stubborn that his early bird tendencies never got to her – he knows she feared that this would happen when they moved in together, but he met her like this, fell for her like this. He wouldn't change a single thing about her.

Ashton drags himself out of the bed, wincing slightly at how cold the wooden floors are under his bare feet. He doesn't bother putting some socks on, or a sweater – the cold weather in the house is uncharacteristically comforting to him. Nothing feels warm without her anyway.

While descending the stairs, he mentally curses himself for not being strong enough to look past the picture frames on the wall. One in particular catches his eyes – a picture from the night of Olivia's first concert with her band. The memories of that night are still painfully vivid in his mind: the laughter among their group that eventually infected everyone at the pub, Suki and Luke's first kiss and the silly smile that didn't leave his best friend's face all night, the standing ovation Olivia got after her three-songs set, and her captivating and breathtaking smile that made him realize right then and there, while watching her sway to the music, that he was definitely falling in love with her and there was nothing he could do to stop it – not that he wanted to.

So many memories held up on that wall, in the relatively short time since they met, that he can't help but wonder if that's all they'll get in this lifetime.

Ashton is abruptly taken out of his thoughts by Stitch's barks coming from the bottom of the stairs. He quickly jogs down the few steps left and goes straight after the dog's food in the kitchen's cabinet. After Stitch starts to happily devour his breakfast, Ashton goes to make his coffee, doing enough for two people like he always does, since Calum drops by most days for a chat or to drop Duke before going to work. Although all three of them know he just can't bother to make food for himself in the morning, while Ashton is the group's elected chef. Ashton always says he just needs a boyfriend – Olivia says Calum already has one who makes him breakfast every day.

He grabs an apple from the fridge and makes his way outside to their garden. Even though a lot of their memories took place there, the garden is the only space in the house where he doesn't feel like suffocating all the time. At least here, he can breathe some fresh air and look at the sky when he's feeling overwhelmed – which is basically all he's been doing for about a month now.

Yet, a lot of the garden has Olivia's name written all over.

He remembers vividly the day she came home after spending two weeks in LA doing some pocket shows, with a pack of daffodil seeds and the largest smile. She excitedly told him that a friend gifted it to her when she mentioned the little garden they were planning to build together at their new house. The friend told Olivia that daffodils symbolize rebirth and new beginnings, so as the good lover of symbolism that she is, Olivia loved the idea of having those flowers to symbolize their new beginning.

Ashton, on the other hand, wasn't a fan of the flowers at first – he just didn't see the appeal to them. But nonetheless, he indulged her, letting Olivia plant the seeds near the bench they used to sit during the quiet and unrushed afternoons, so they could admire the sunset, and she could happily look at the daffodils.

Pointless to say – the damn flowers grew on him.

Now, however, looking at them without Olivia and her contagious joy next to him, they were back to be as dull as they were before, if not more so.

Still lost inside his head without any sense of how much time went by since he sat down, Ashton doesn't hear the front door closing, and doesn't notice that he's no longer the only person inside the house until someone sits next to him on the bench. Yet, he doesn't show any sign of acknowledgement to them.

A few minutes go by before either of them speaks up.

“Luke said you didn't go to see her yesterday,” Calum starts softly, not wanting to disturb the calmness of the morning.

Ashton takes a few seconds to respond, “No point in doing that.” The black haired man licks his lips while thinking carefully about his next words.

“You know staying inside this house all day by yourself won't help either,” Calum turns his head to his left and takes a good look at Ashton's uncharacteristically hunched over figure, and immediately thinks that anyone can tell this man is not himself anymore. His second thought is that Olivia would hate seeing him like this.

“And what exactly do you expect me to do? Move on with my life like nothing happened? Like I'm not slowly and painfully losing the love of my life? Just because it’s easy for you doesn't mean it's easy for me.”

Calum closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He knows Ashton doesn't mean it, it's the anger and frustration talking. He knows it. Doesn't make it sting any less.

“I'm not telling you to move on with your life, because that's far from what I'm doing, and I certainly don't expect you to do it. I'm just saying you need to occupy your mind or else–”

“I'll go insane? Think it's a bit too late for that,” Ashton interrupts with a bitter tone that doesn't belong to his usual chirpy voice.

“You know it's not,” Calum sighs and drinks the rest of his coffee, moving his body slightly, so he's facing the blonde man, “I got a job interview for you at that school you talked about so much last summer, the principal said you can go any day this week. I went ahead and sent her your resume as well as explained everything that she needs to know about Olivia, so you don't have to. You just gotta put on some decent clothes and show up.” he sees Ashton's face softening a little and takes it as a victory. A few beats go by and then, “Maybe take a shower too. That's gonna make you feel better.” Calum leans in closer to his friend's personal space and takes a sniff, causing Ashton to deflect from him slightly, but not to push him away – another small win.

“Definitely take a shower, you stink. When was the last time your hair saw shampoo?”

“Fuck off,” is Ashton's only reply to the younger man's inquest. But Calum can see a smile creeping up on the blonde's face, which brings out a smile of his own.

“I'll send you all the details later today,” he checks the hour on the watch on his wrist and gets up, “Just please, Ash, go. I can't lose you too.”

Calum gently lays a hand on Ashton's shoulder and squeezes a little. The man doesn't look up, but gives a curt nod to his friend, who's satisfied enough. Calum stops on the threshold of the garden glass doors to give some kisses to Stitch – who came to make Ashton company as soon as he finished his food –, and then he puts the coffee mug on the dishwater. And soon enough, he's on his way out of the door. But not before snatching a tangerine from the fridge.

Ashton is left by himself once again. As he hears the sound of the front door closing, he thinks that this might be his life from now on. Just him and Stitch, trying their hardest to make it through another miserable day without the love of their lives. While everyone else comes by just to make sure he's still breathing. Breathing, maybe, but alive?

Swallowing the tears, he looks up at the sky. It's a deep, beautiful mix of orange, pink and blue, but he knows that it won't last long and soon the rain will be pouring down. He thinks about how much Olivia loves the rain.

God, he needs to pull himself together. She would hate to see him like this. Maybe he should take Calum's offer after all, he really needs to occupy his mind.

Making a mental note to thank Calum later, and also to apologize for how rude he was to him this morning, Ashton slowly gets up from the bench to put his mug on the sink and makes his way to the living room, with the small dog loyally following his every step. He puts on some cartoon that for once doesn't remind him of her (she always lovingly made fun of him for still watching those) and cuddles with Stitch on the couch. He can take a shower later.

Not half an hour goes by, he falls asleep and has a good dream for a change. He dreams of the days he spent with Olivia in the Philippines last February, right before her first world tour started. Some of the most magical days of their lives – surrounded by delicious food, a whole new culture to learn about and the warmth of the sun. Infinite counted days full of love and passion, where they were the only people in the world.

Even his subconscious knows to hold on to that brief moment of happiness, because he might never live that again.

[broken-synchronicity]

xi with Silver or Jack? You can pick whichever you're feeling like writing more. I've got a soft spot for these guys so it's always fun seeing how people's OCs/MCs interact with them. Thanks! Don't feel pressured to write for them if you can't think of anything though.

Oooooh I like this one! Good on you anon for this pick 👀 I think I'll go with... Silver! Something about it just says this is Silver's moment.

Hmmm, for this one we'll do...

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xi. sprawling meadows, whispers of magic, wildflowers, twinkling lights, blackberries, dancing under a sky full of stars, midnight picnics, whispered spells, old cottages, light kisses

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In truth, when Lilia had told Silver that he was taking another person as his ward, he hadn't really knows what to expect. Even when his old man had explained the circumstances to the best of his ability, he'd only wondered how to clear the awkwardness that would inevitably happen between him and this new ward.

Now, after so long, it would feel strange to not have Kallisto around.

Kallisto who was kind, and patient, and wiser than they knew.

(And could cook. He would go to the Underworld and back just to have some of Kallisto's cooking. He loves his father dearly, but the fae could not cook.)

He had wondered, occasionally, what it might be like to have a sibling. He could only get a vague notion of it through Sebek, and that hardly counted. As he got older, the thought came around less and less.

"Silver! {Come on, we don't want to miss it!}"

"{I'm coming, don't worry.}"

Now, he just wants to hold on to this a little longer. He doesn't want the brief amount of childhood they have left to end, and adulthood to split them apart.

(He wonders how he never noticed the loneliness, how it hadn't swallowed him whole as a child living in that small cottage with only Lilia.)

"{I'm so glad I heard about this meteor shower!! I've never lived in a place that let me see one. Thank you for accompanying me.}" Kallisto says cheerily, swinging the picnic basket they had brought with them lightly.

"{It was nothing. You seemed really excited about it, I suppose it was infectious. It made me want to see it too.}" He replied, adjusting the blanket in his arms.

Said meteor shower was predicted to happen a few weeks back, happening to have the best view in the open fields at the base of the valleys that named the Valley of Thorns.

The gentle breeze blowing through cooled the easy warmth of the late spring evening, making the fairly famous wildflower fields dance. They weren't the only ones to have prepared for the event, as both families and couples are already here. Picnic blankets dot the field, with lanterns and flashlights making the landscape more visible. Children run around playing tag, killing time before the meteor show is supposed to happen.

They find an empty spot that doesn'thave too many flowers, not too close to anyone already here, and quickly set up. Silver spreads the blanket on the grass and Kallisto puts their basket in the center.

"[Let there be light.]"

The spell was cast so quietly, that had in not been for the quiet of the meadow and the gentle light of the spell, he might have believed it was his imagination. He watches Kallisto place the orb of light aside and begin rummaging through the basket, taking out a couple of containers.

(Kallisto had improved exponentially with their magic under Lilia and the teachers of Night Raven, though they still prefer to speak in other languages than Common. The first time they cast that spell, they had to concentrate to keep it continuously lit, and it would only stay light if it was attached to Kallisto. Now, Kallisto hardly needs to think about it, and the orb can be freely moved around, even passed to another person, and stay lit.

There was a small pride he felt in watching that improvement. As if he wanted to shout 'That's my sibling, look at them go!'

Lilia had only smiled and patted his head when he'd told him about it.)

"{Silver, sit down already! We don't need you falling asleep standing, I'm not strong enough to catch you if you fall.}" Kallisto pats the spot next to them, before opening one of the containers of food. He obliges easily, sitting down and stealing a blackberry from the container of fruit in Kallisto's lap. They had been right in that eating helped him stay awake just a bit longer if he did so slowly.

"{You say that like I haven't seen you throw Sebek across a room.}"

"{That was one time!}"

"{You're still laughing.}"

"{You are too! And he deserved it that time! He was being a real ass.}"

They laugh and his heart feels at ease.

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You knew waiting for the meteor shower to start would take a bit of work. Keeping Silver awake long enough to see it would take every trick you'd learned in your time here.

Chatting with Silver was one way. If he focused on talking with you, he'd stay awake. Food was another one.

But with a lull in conversation, you quickly take notice of him beginning to nod off. Somewhere nearby, someone turns on a radio, a jazzy tune playing softly in the air.

Time for your third trick.

"{Oh! Someone has a radio! I love this song!}" You jump up, making Silver startle back into wakefulness.

"{Silver, dance with me!}" You hold your hand out to help him up, smiling widly. The third trick is to simply get him moving.

Silver looks up at you in surprise, but it quickly melts into a soft smile. He takes your hand, but instead of standing, he gets to one knee and pulls you hand to brush a kiss across your knuckles.

"{If your Highness wishes it.}" He says, sending you a mischievous grin.

Cheeky bastard. Seems Lilia influenced him just a little in this sort of thing.

You giggle as he stands and you give him an exaggerated curtsy in return.

"{Why, thank you Sir Knight.}"

You both dissolved into giggles, and Silver holds out his hand for you to take.

You take it, and you fall into something between a waltz and swing dancing, the jazz music bouncing with you.

It's fun, your twin laughter rings out as Silver nearly throws you with a turn. Silver makes sure the two of you don't end up in a pile in the grass as you stumble to a stop with the song ending.

It's at that moment, still holding on to Silver, that you look up and catch a streak of light across the night sky.

You freeze in place, wide-eyed and unsure if it was your imagination. Until another streak quickly follows.

"{Look, look! It's starting!!} You're hopping up and down in childish glee, and Silver follows your gaze upward.

The whole field is mesmerized as dozens of stars shoot across the sky, child like wonder and awe resounding in the night.

You feel Silver squeeze your hand briefly.

You smile just a bit wider and squeeze back.

(It's hard not thinking of your own brother when with Silver, but at the same time, he makes everything feel ok.)