#(and my straight ocs are mostly trying to figure shit out)

[wildernessuntothemselves]

Jealousy, Jealousy... | Part 4

A/N: don't even have a summary for this. oc is in love with gyu and gyu is in love with another girl but both are virgin losers and gyu is a horndog who would let oc do what she wants to him just as long as he gets to cum.

Word count: 4.9k

Genre: Smut, angst

Warnings: fem!reader, public sex, blowjobs, dom!yeonjun, sub!reader, mentions of morbid games lmao

You haven’t had a chance to talk to Beomgyu about what happened at the party, mostly because you don’t know what to say. You don’t want to ask him about Haeun because you don’t want to hear that they’re together now. And you don’t want to talk to him about Yeonjun and admit to him that you are not actually together when he clearly has someone else. 

As for Yeonjun, you start becoming closer and closer to him–you’re not actually dating but Beomgyu doesn’t need to know that, and the fact that he thinks you are and it’s pissing him off beyond belief is just the cherry on top. 

But due to all this messiness, things become awkward between you and Beomgyu. There is this unspoken tension that neither of you will acknowledge. Even just him coming home and stepping into the living room where you’re at feels like all the air has been sucked out of the room. 

Live with your best friend, they said. It will be fun, they said.

You focus intensely on your phone, determined to ignore Beomgyu until he retreats into his room like the virginal creature he is. But to your dismay, he heads straight to you. 

“Hey, are you okay?” Beomgyu asks, rushing to your side and you look at his concerned face with confusion. “What is it, did Yeonjun hurt you?” 

“Huh?” You hum, completely lost. 

“Your face. You look like someone ran over it.” 

You glare at him, showing him your phone pointedly. “I’m just stuck at this game.” 

He rolls his eyes, shoulders relaxing. “Damn, I thought it was serious.”

No shit. It looked like he was ready to scratch Yeonjun’s face off at the mere idea that he hurt you. Which is kinda sweet, you guess. 

“It is serious. This game is kicking my ass.” You complain, brushing past it once again, choosing to focus on the escape room game you’re playing. “I feel like such an idiot. Why can’t I figure this stupid puzzle out?” 

“Let me see.” He sits beside you, plucking the phone out of your hands. 

“Hey!” You protest loudly but he shushes you. “Let the genius do his thing.” 

You bark out a laugh at that. “Now that’s hilarious.” You mock him, but let him try anyway. If only because he looks the prettiest when he’s concentrating on something. 

What? It’s not like you’re going to get over your undying love for him in a day. 

Beomgyu flounders around just as you had expected, clicking all over the screen to try to unlock some hidden clue to no avail. Soon enough, his frustration reaches your level/ 

“What the fuck do you want me to give you, you stupid man?” Beomgyu yells in frustration, repeatedly tapping on the man who won’t give him the phone number he needs. 

“Is the genius struggling?” You mock and though he doesn’t mean it, he gives you the most heart-breakingly adorable pout you’ve ever seen. It takes the combined strength of every single cell in your body to not swoon on the spot. 

“Shut up. It’s a stupid game.” He mumbles and you raise an eyebrow at him. “Or maybe dialing random numbers on the phone isn’t the best strategy when there are like an infinite number combinations possible?”

“Like I said, stupid game.” He asserts, “It’s impossible to solve.” 

“No, you’re just an idiot. Give me back my phone.” You try to take it from him but he refuses to hand it over, insisting, “I’m going to solve it.”

“Beomgyu, come on!”

“I’ll figure it out!”

“No, you won’t, dumbass!”

“Okay, now you’re really not getting it back.” He says and you huff, crossing your arms over your chest. He sighs and tugs on your arm, pulling you onto his lap, “Come here, let’s work it out together.” 

How can you when his breath hitting the back of your neck lights your nerves on fire and the warmth of his body pressed up against yours fries up your brain? 

Still you valiantly push through, coming up with ideas together to solve the puzzle, equally stupid ideas that don’t work, but you don't even care about the game anymore, just enjoying being in his arms, leaning back against his shoulders, surrounded by his warmth and his scent. 

“Okay, that’s it. I’m cheating.” He announces after a long, frustrating stretch of inadequate gameplay, and you grunt. “Yes, please.”

You watch as he looks up the answer to the puzzle you’re stuck on online, practically melting in his embrace. 

“That’s the answer? What the fuck? It doesn’t even make sense.” He grumbles once he finds the answer, the vibrations of his deep voice like a cat purring against you. 

“I know. This is so annoying.” You mutter, no heat behind your words, as he enters the code given from the walkthrough. “Or maybe we’re both idiots.” 

“Nah, nah, it’s the game that’s stupid. We’re so smart.” He denies dramatically and you giggle.  “The smartest.” 

Once he dials the number given to him by the man, a distorted voice answers, giving you a cryptic message before hanging up. 

"Look into the eyes of the bird. What does that mean?" Beomgyu wonders, and a sudden realization hits you. "Oh, oh, there was an owl statue back there!"

"You're right. Good thinking, babe.” He compliments mindlessly, oblivious to the fact that he so casually sent your heart into overdrive. Yes, he has called you that before, but never in a non-sexual context. This whole thing feels so domestic, so relationship-y, and it’s seriously messing with your tattered heart. 

Beomgyu goes back to the owl and taps on its eyes. They turn white and the statue shakes, causing your anticipation to rise… but then nothing happens. 

"Wait, what?" Beomgyu wonders dumbly, and you frown. "Let's look around again. Maybe that did something."

"Okay." His head moves ever so slightly to the side and he takes a deep breath through his nose, frustrated, but if you didn’t know any better, and if your wishful thinking had its way, you would think he was taking your scent in. 

"Oh, there it is. It opened this thing." He says excitedly, jolting you out of your fantasies. "That’s the code!"

"Come on then, open the suitcase!" You gush, joining the excitement. You just love to see him so giddy.  

"Right." 

You watch his eyebrows furrow as he looks around for the suitcase, and you do your best not to bend forward and kiss his pretty nose. 

Damn it. Get yourself together. 

"It's a camera. Let's try to take pics with it." You tell him once he opens the suitcase. 

"I have a bad feeling about this." Beomgyu says, trying to take a picture of the mother character but it doesn’t work.

"Try the child." You grab onto his arms, feeling nervous yourself. 

You click on the child but instead of taking a picture of her, she takes a picture of you. Then the scene turns dark and she starts screaming.  

"What? What is happening? Pull back." You tell him urgently. 

He moves around frantically, stopping at the scene with the mother and now there is a monster behind her. The monster speaks in the same distorted voice, saying it’s taking the mother and leaving the child to you. 

“What the fuck?” Beomgyu asks, creepy music playing in the background. “Bring her back!”

“Oh, don’t feel bad for the mother. She fed her brother urine and dug up the corpses of her family members for a sacrifice.” 

“She did what?” He gives you a look of disgust.

“But even that’s not surprising. I mean she’s the product of the semen her father ejaculated into a jar and combined with the egg he extracted from her dead mother who he killed because he was obsessed with her.” 

“Why do you play these games?” Beomgyu groans, horrified. 

You shrug. “I am fascinated by the morbid. And if I recall correctly, I didn’t ask you to play.”

“I know. I just missed hanging out with you. Even if it’s playing creepy games or just you ranting about your day.” He says sheepishly, turning his head to face you, and you suddenly realize fully how close you actually are. You gulp. “Yeah. I missed hanging out with you too. I guess we’ve both been… busy.” 

“Yeah with the gigs and the parties and all, I guess I’m not around much.” He trails off, running his fingers up and down your forearm, making you shiver. Then looks up at you with a grin. “Hey, remember back when we were so lame no one ever invited us to parties so we would just spend our weekends at home watching movies and playing video games?”

“Remember? That was only like a couple of months ago. You may have forgotten your roots Mr. I’m-in-an-up-and-coming-band but it will always be the loser lifestyle for me.” 

You're joking but you do miss it. You miss when he was your Beomgyu and not Haeun's. Even if it was just in your head. You miss your best friend and not the asshole he became. 

“Yeah, right. You’re such a loser, you’re dating the lead singer of that band.” He mutters challengingly, staring you down. You’re so close, you only have to lean in a tiny bit to meet his lips, and by the way he’s looking at you, you think he wants it too. 

But then his phone rings and the moment is over. You snap back to your senses and quickly get off him, glancing at his phone. It’s Haeun. Of course. You feel so stupid. You’re not his girlfriend. You’re just his dumb friend who thinks she has a chance with him when he never expressed any interest in her and has in fact been in love with another woman–a woman who is now his girlfriend. 

“Baby–”

“Your girlfriend is calling. Answer her.” You tell him harshly, and he flinches, taken aback. He is silent for a second, searching your face for something, before he sighs. “Fine.” 

“Hey, baby.” He answers, looking at you as he uses the exact same nickname he just called you. You roll your eyes, starting the next phase in the game, trying not to let it show how hurt you are as you pointedly ignore him. “I’m good. Heading for bed.”

He pauses for a second during which you pretend you’re actually playing the game as he listens to what she’s telling him, before he says. “Baby, I can’t come over now. I’m tired… yeah, i’m just not feeling that well–No, no, don’t come over. I’m okay. It’s–” 

He shuts up abruptly and you look up to him to see him staring at his phone in frustration. 

“She’s coming over?” You raise an eyebrow and he sighs. “Wants to make sure I’m not sick.” 

“You’re so lucky.” You gush sarcastically. 

“Don’t start.” He warns.

“No. No. I’m really happy for you. Your love with Haeun is so special. So special in fact that you probably only share it with like five other men.” 

He laughs at that. “Oh yeah, it’s not like you’re dating boyfriend of the year either.” 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You frown, hands on your hips. 

“It means that you’re not the first groupie he’s had. You’re probably not even the only one. Hey, maybe if you stick around long enough, he’ll even introduce you to the others.”

“Fuck you, Beomgyu.” You hiss, grabbing your things and heading to your room.

You know you shouldn’t have goaded him. Things were going well. You were finally spending some quality time together, just the two of you, just like you did before. But then you had to open your mouth and let your ugly jealousy show. 

Doesn’t matter. It would’ve been ruined anyway when she arrived.  You’re not really in the mood for a live sex show. 

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But if you thought hiding in your room would shield you from it, then you were dead wrong. You can hear them even from under your pillows. You would put on some noise-canceling headphones but Beomgyu owns those and you really don’t want to go to his room and give your worst nightmares form.   

All you have to distract you now is your phone and your frantic messages to Yeonjun. 

You: Junnie. I’m seriously going to kill myself. 

Yeonjun: Are they that loud? 

You: Her mostly. It’s like she’s intentionally trying to make me vomit. 

Yeonjun: Maybe she is. Maybe she feels threatened by you. 

You: Threatened? That’s crazy. 

Yeonjun: You’re right. It’s not like you hooked up with him before or anything… oh wait. 

You: You’ll be my 13th reason. 

Yeonjun: I’m sorry. If you’re so upset, why don’t we go out? 

You: It’s 2 am…everything is closed.

Yeonjun: So? The streets are open. We can walk around. It’ll be fun.

You: I don’t know. Isn’t that kinda dangerous? 

Yeonjun: That’s the fun of it. But if you’d rather stay home and listen to her fuck the guy you love then be my guest. 

You: I’m getting dressed. 

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“Do you take these late night walks often?” You ask Yeonjun, hugging your jacket close to your body to fight against the chill in the air. 

“Sometimes. When I have time to.” He shrugs, his breath making visible vapor trails in the air. “There is just something so magical about that period of time between midnight and dawn, when everyone else is asleep and it’s just you and the stars. Feels almost magical, you know?” 

“Yeah. I know. It’s like you could say anything and everything and it would be safe from the light of the morning.” 

You know all this too well because you used to spend that precious time with Beomgyu, cuddled together into the late hours of the night watching movies or talking about nothing even when you knew you had an important lecture in the morning or band practice to go to. 

During those moments you thought that Beomgyu could almost feel how you feel. No two people could share what you shared without being in love, right? 

But it was just the spell of the night talking. There was nothing there. Not from him at least. 

You stop for a second, taking a look at the slumbering city around, looking into windows and wondering about the occupants inside–Are they happy? Are they with their loved one? Do they feel the magic around them? 

Does Beomgyu feel the same way you felt about him with her?

You feel arms wrap around you from behind, and Yeonjun rests his head on your shoulder. “It’s so peaceful, isn’t it?” 

“Yeah.” You relax against him, shutting your eyes and willing yourself to stay in the moment, willing the night to work its magic. 

“How cute.” You hear a gruff voice cut through your attempted peace, and your eyes snap open to see a man holding a knife out at you and Yeonjun. 

“Whoa, whoa.” Yeonjun pulls you behind him. “No need to get violent.” 

“There will be no need if you quietly pass over your phones and wallets.” The man gestures with his knife. 

“I can give you the wallets but I have very important files on my phone.” Yeonjun attempts to reason with him but the man gets closer with the knife. “Hand everything over.” 

“Okay. Okay.” Yeonjun tries to calm him down, while you do everything in your power not to shit yourself. You’ve never been held up at knifepoint before! This is what you get for listening to Yeonjun. The man has orange hair! No good ideas could come from him.

“That’s the fun of it.” You mutter under your breath as you get your stuff out, repeating Yeonjun’s earlier words. “Yeah, this is so fun.” 

You shoot Yeonjun a glare before reaching out to hand over your precious belongings, but as the man goes to take them, Yeonjun suddenly smacks his arm, causing the knife to drop out of his hand and onto the floor.

Both men lunge towards it, attempting to recover the knife, and for the few seconds they fight, your heart stops probably a couple of times. If the mugger gets the knife, you’re sure he’ll send you and Yeonjun off with a few new holes in your bodies. 

Thankfully though, Yeonjun manages to swipe the knife in the end, and he holds it out threateningly. Well, as threatening as you can be with your arm shaking. 

“Aha!” He screams at the mugger, who in turn raises his hands up in surrender. “Get away from us.” 

“That’s my knife.” The man says dumbly. 

“It’s mine now. That’s how it works, isn’t it?” Yeonjun counters, sounding a little crazed. “Now get the fuck away before I return it to you somewhere you wouldn’t like.” 

“You wouldn’t.” The man doubts Yeonjun. 

“Yeah? I was crazy enough to wrestle it from you. You don’t know what I would do.” 

“Fine. This isn’t worth it.” The man turns and runs away. 

You and Yeonjun stay frozen for a good few minutes.

“Holy shit.” He breaks the silence, “I can’t believe I did that!”

“I know! I almost passed out. You’re fucking crazy.” You smack his shoulder, “You could’ve gotten us killed!”

“I know. I wasn’t thinking. It all just happened so quickly.” He breathes in shock, then looks around. “We should probably clear out of here in case he comes back.” 

“Right.” 

You quickly walk away, hurried steps accompanied by the occasional disbelieving exclamation until you deem you’re far enough away. Finally, you stop, looking around to make sure the coast is clear and to gather your bearings. 

You don’t know what comes over you, maybe it’s the stress of nearly dying, but you suddenly burst out laughing. “Fuck, I still can’t believe you did that! We could have died.” 

“But we didn’t.” He tries to argue, grinning madly, “And now we got this cool trophy.” He brandishes the mugger's knife, happy with his conquest before a frown takes over his face. “Do you think he stabbed anyone with this before?” 

“Probably.” 

He lets go of the knife and it falls to the ground with a clang. “Ew.” 

You both burst out laughing again, letting the high emotions runs themselves dry. But as your crazed laughs die down, Yeonjun pulls you close and kisses you, expressing that passion in a different way. 

"Junnie…"

"Did the near death experience turn you on too or is it just me." He jokes and you blush. "Maybe." 

You feel his hands fiddling with the button on your pants, but you grab them to stop him. "No, let me do it this time."

“What do you mean?” He cocks his head to the side. You know he knows what you mean but that he just wants to hear it from you. But instead of answering his question with your words, you get on your knees in front of him instead.

He cups your cheek gently. "You don't have to do this, doll."

"I want to." You undo his pants, taking his cock out and giving it a kiss. "Teach me?"

“That is so fucking sexy.” He hisses, gathering your hair in his hand. “Start slow. Don't overwhelm yourself. Just get it wet first."

“Okay.” You lick his cock, gathering your spit as you go and using your hand to spread it over his entire length. Bit by bit, his cock becomes more hard and slippery, letting you easily slide your hand over it, your tongue licking him everywhere from his shaft to the small opening on his head. 

“Okay, that’s enough teasing.You can start taking some of it in your mouth now.”  

“But I like teasing you. It’s payback, baby.” You grin, refusing to pull back, and starting to suck gently on his balls instead. You don’t know where all this confidence was coming from. You’ve never done this before. In fact, before Beomgyu, you didn’t have any sexual experience at all to speak of. 

But Yeonjun is not Beomgyu, and he doesn’t take your brattiness. He tugs on your hair pulling your head back until you’re completely off his cock, then he grabs your face with his other hand and pushes his thumb into your mouth, opening it. “Don’t make me punish you, doll. I want your first time to be nice so be good now.” 

He pushes you face towards his cock and this time you open up, obediently taking him in. “That’s it… no, no go slow.” He cautions when you take in more than you could, gagging a little bit. “I’m not going to fuck your throat. Not tonight, at least.”  

You moan around his length, squeezing your thighs together in need. 

“Aw, doll. He hasn’t been taking care of you, has he?” He purrs and you pull back, shaking your head. “Didn’t let him.” 

“Good.” He breathes, pushing your head back on his cock, encouraging you to take more and more of him, but being careful to not push you too far, always pulling you back when you start gagging. 

To be honest, you’re not doing much. You’re just letting him fuck your mouth, going along with the pace he sets. But he won’t let you slack. 

“Suck on it, baby.” He purrs, hand getting tighter in your hair, and you pucker your lips, sucking his cock every time you pull back. “Ah, that’s it. You’re doing so well.” 

You look up at him, seeing how he’s starting to struggle a little bit, the pleasure getting to him so you double your efforts, bobbing your head as far as you can go and sucking harshly as you go up. 

As you do that, you inadvertently pull off him with a pop, but before you can put your mouth on him again, he holds you back. “Spit on it. Get it all wet and sloppy.” 

You bite your lip, doing everything to not put your hand between your legs right now. You gather some spit in your mouth, grabbing his red, hard cock in your hand before spitting on it, immediately using your hand to spread the saliva over his length. 

“Use both hands. Twist them as you go up. Makes it feel like you’re milking my cock.” He groans, throwing his head back, and you stare at him, amazed. You never thought you’d actually have a guy feeling like this before. 

I mean, of course, if it was Beomgyu, he would’ve gathered a crowd around you because of his moans by now, but that’s Beomgyu. He’s a virgin and he thinks everything you do is sexy. But Yeonjun has had a lot of experience. So much so that he probably had more than a couple dozen girls blow him off before. 

Oh. You really shouldn’t have thought about that. Now you’re overthinking it, wondering if he actually likes it or if it’s just alright.  I mean, with Beomgyu he’d be babbling all about how good you’re making him feel and begging you not to stop and–

“Are you okay?” Yeonjun snaps you out of your thoughts. 

“Oh, I’m fine.” You squeak, quickly going back to doing that twisting motion he told you about and attaching your mouth to the tip of his cock, sucking on it as if you wanted to drain him. 

“Ah–it’s just–you were kind of–holy shit, that’s good…” He trails off, losing track of his thoughts. “Squeeze your hands as you do that. You’re not gonna hurt me.” 

You hold onto him tighter, letting your tongue prod at his slit as you suck him off and jerk him with your hands, determined to keep his mind off your little slip. 

“Okay, okay, I’m close. Gonna cum, doll, so unless you want it in your mouth then get off.” He tries to pull you away by your hair but you refuse, sucking on him harshly until you feel a warm fluid filling your mouth. “Oh, shit.”

You whine around his cock as your mouth fills up with his cum. You only pull back when he has no more to give, keeping his seed in your mouth for a second before hesitantly swallowing it down.

“Fuck, swallowing on your first time? What a dirty girl.” He purrs, gently smoothing your hair down from the mess he made of it.

He’s very gentle. He really took it slow with you. You should be happy that your first time was so positive, right?

But as you look up at him catching his breath, the strong taste of him on your tongue brings up an ugly feeling of regret. Oh god, if Beomgyu finds out about this, he’ll be so pissed. 

Why are you even doing this? Just to piss him off? Do you actually like Yeonjun? Do you think you can love him the way you love Beomgyu? And does he like you? I mean, he did tell you that he does, but what does that mean? Given his history and all, how many other girls does he like? How many other girls is he doing this with? 

Suddenly you feel dirty, and the pavement burn isn’t helping you feel less like a slut. 

“You okay?” Yeonjun asks again and you shake your head. 

 “Yeah! It just… tastes weird.” You deflect, and Yeonjun laughs, putting his cock back in his pants and helping you up. “I warned you.” 

“I was curious.” You shrug, throat closing up. “But now I really need water.” 

“I’ll get you some water. But first–” He pushes you against a wall, “Let me repay the favor.” 

He tries to lean down to kiss you, but you put a hand up to stop him. “That’s okay. Technically this was me repaying the favor.” 

“Well then owe me one more.” He suggests, trying again but you turn your head to the side. At that, he finally steps back, sighing. “What’s going on?”

"Are you… are you messing around with other women?" You ask uncertainly. Beomgyu really messed with your head. 

"Did you want us to be exclusive?" He asks, and you step away from the wall. "Oh."

Right. Of course. He’s the lead singer of the band. Of course he’ll have a dozen other women after him.  

"I just figured with you and Beomgyu–"

You’re stupid to think he’ll sit around and wait for you. "No, I get it." 

"I swear I am not as much of a manwhore as you probably now think I am." He insists, “It’s just… we’re not dating, right?”

“Right.” You confirm. 

“But if you want to. We can try.” 

You give him a smile with some effort. “We’ll see.” You look up into the sky. "The sun is coming up. Let's go home."

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By the time you reach home, all the stars have disappeared, drowned out by the oppressive sunlight, and you hope to god Beomgyu is fast asleep. 

"Want me to come inside?" Yeonjun suggests but you shake your head. “No. I’ll just go to sleep. You should too.” 

“Right.” He sighs and moves to leave but then stops abruptly in his tracks. "You didn't say you wanted–"

"Just let me think, Yeonjun." You interrupt, leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to his cheek when he still looks unsure. “Good night.” 

You don’t let him say more, stepping inside and shutting the door behind you quietly. You look around to make sure the coast is clear before treading lightly to your room. 

"Welcome home.” Beomgyu’s voice stops you in your tracks, and you wince as you turn towards him, seeing him standing in the door of the kitchen holding some coffee. “I suppose you were with Yeonjun again."

“It's not what you think." You don’t know why you’re lying. You don’t know why you even feel guilty about this. Haeun must be sleeping in his bed right this moment. 

"So you didn't go out and hook up with him?" He asks and you stay quiet, making him scoff. “Of course.” 

You let out a heavy breath. "Beomgyu, I can't deal with this right now. I’m tired.”

“Do you like him?” He ignores what you said, tone serious, and you have to stop and think about it for a while.

“Maybe. What’s it to you?” You say at last, feeling lost. You don’t mean to goad him. You just don’t understand his behavior and it’s time he made some sense of it. 

“I just don’t want you to fuck up my band.” He says simply and you stare at him, even more lost. “What?” 

“If you date him and then you break up, it’ll make everything awkward between me and him. This sort of thing has broken up bands before and I just didn’t want that to happen. I don’t want to lose what could be my future because you wanted some dick.” 

You let out an incredulous laugh, tears stinging your eyes. Is that all he cares about? So it’s not about Yeonjun or even about you. It’s because he’s worried about his precious band.  

“Well, that’s not up to you. Is it?” You ask bitterly, but that just riles him up more and he gets all up in your face. “Like hell, it is. This is my future.” 

“Well, this is my future too. Yeonjun could be the one for me.”

He staggers back. “What?” He breathes, stunned. 

“I don’t know!” You exclaim, feeling completely overwhelmed by everything that has happened today and just needing to retreat back to your room and curl up into a ball until you’re able to push the bad feelings away. 

“I need to rest.” You turn around, running to your room and leaving a shell-shocked Beomgyu rooted to the floor. 

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[leoruby-draws]

Finally, I can introduce Indigo aka Brainiac 8! Last one, and with this I've done 8 straight days of posting. Not the best week (pretty shitty tbh) but posting these helped take my mind off all that horrible shit. Hopefully it helped a little for you too.

A villain turned hero (then villain again) who comes from the future and tries to make the future belong to Brainiac! She'll be fulfilling the superman role in the group! Best of all, she has pink hair! Yes that's important (no its not lol)!! You know how long she's been in the drafts? Since more than a year ago!

In my last post, I was considering making a oc that would fulfill what I would like for my superman expy of the group but decided against having an oc for that, but ironically I did find a character who was pretty similar to her. The fact that she was actually a 'child' of Brainiac made her, in a way, more perfect for the role. A lot of the kids on the TrWh Outlaw team tend to be stuck on the border between good and bad, so Indigo will have company in that regard. I think at a later point she'll also start making friends with her outsider teammates from the comics as well, I've got a couple of drawings of them as well. I'll post them later tho.

Indigo's personality is split, because just like in the comics, she actually has two sides to her. A sweet, inquisitive, innocent but manufactured side and her 'real' personality, an evil monster bent on enacting Brainiac's plans. Her entrance is similar to the comics, she comes blasting in from the future to try to kill Donna. Unlike in canon, Indigo fails. Cyborg helps rewire her and Donna tries to figure where to place her. Donna then thinks of those Outlaw rascals making trouble everywhere and gets an idea...

Here was where I was working out her costume, I gave her a black dress cuz of her canon black outfit, but it felt kinda boring no matter what I added to it. So I changed it up. I also gave her a human disguise, for whenever she wants to blend in. I also tried to give her a name of sorts 'Aryrl Dox', tried to make it sound like Ariel but don't know if it works.

Also her hairstyle, I kinda styled it after Yukino from KareKano. Yukino was someone who tried to create a secondary facade to fool her classmates into thinking she was perfect. Her obsession for maintaining two different personas gave her a similarity to Indigo, so I thought it'd be funny to give her hairstyle to Indy.

Also with Indigo being the superman of the group, this means Jason/Vanessa/Indigo are the trinity of the TrWh Outlaws. Seems like Vanessa doesn't feel too comfortable around Indigo.

And Vanessa isn't the only who's uncomfortable around Indigo. Karen, Kara, and Brainiac 5 seem rather apprehensive about her. I said earlier that the story that introduces her is similar to canon, where Indy flies in from the future to kill Donna. Since this happens earlier in canon, the plot point from Graduation has to be different. My idea was to have it happen in a ceremony where the heroes(Justice League?) formally establish Steph's and Tim's hero teams (Jason's team mostly rejected doing this, much to Toni's chagrin). A lot of heroes were there so a lot of people saw the destruction Indy brought, so she's currently got a pretty bad reputation atm.

Also I made Indigo's outfit more similar looking to Supergirl's, perhaps its her way to make herself easier for others to accept her.

More Indy's and a little moment between her, Jason and Vanessa. I imagine they're closer to 13/14 here. You can also see me putting her in her canon hairstyle, maybe I should've stuck to it, much easier to draw tbh.

Also here's a bonus little comic under the read more:

A fun comic showing how Indigo comes blasting into the team's life, Donna can't help but find this all rather amusing. As for why is Donna introducing Indy to the team? Well I figured it would just be like her to want to help this child, even if that child tried to assassinated her. Doesn't every child deserve the chance to make friends and be happy? It's a major reason why I like making this au, giving lonely young heroes a more happier life.

A little bit of an epilogue here. It was very important to me that at one point Jason would meet a character that basically 'beats' the shit out of him and then would make him laugh. Basically a parallel to his own meeting with Bruce, at least one meeting like this had to happen! What better character than the girl who doesn't know what humor is yet? I think they're gonna be great friends, lets hope these happy times last forever...

And with that, my 8-day streak of posting is over!!! My poor poor hands, I think I'll skip next week honestly.

Well, I hope you enjoyed all of that, and I hope you all stay safe out there!!

[lunarleonardo]

PRESSURE YESS!! Oh I'd *love* to see that!! Kaede would totally own a wall dweller! I can imagine Shuichi reading all the documents and starting a chart like "WHAT DOES IT MEAN?? WHAT HAPPENED"

Him figuring out what happened at Urbanshade BEFORE buying Sebastian's document^^^

And PLEASE talk about your OCS!!! I love hearing about them- the lore is always so fun to hear about :D tell me tell meee/nf

So I actually have two drv3 x Pressure AUs !! One is the oneshot AU, which I plan to write, and the other is the Pressure Time Loop. Shuichi takes Sebastian's place as Kokichi goes through every run over...and over...and over... But I could totally see Shuichi getting crazy invested in all the documents XD He's off to the side going "hmm..." while Kokichi is flashbanging Sebastian and Eyefestation every chance he gets. Kaede is having a silent panic attack the whole time and trying to make sure the boys don't get themselves killed. She was also 100% the first one to walk into a locker full of POVM (⁠个⁠_⁠个⁠) LOL

and oh I WILL talk about them!! LUNARLEONARDO ART REVEAL LETS GO BABY

Keep in mind before proceeding that some sensitive subjects might be covered here :{

Since their stories are so extensive and Tumblr might legitimately explode if I go into as much detail as I would've, I'll keep their stories as brief as I can. Starting with my favorite,

MONTSERRAT!!

(a lot of these are drawn on flipaclip so forgive me)

Mont, as you can probably assume, is an Undertale OC. They originally came from my avid Handplates AU obsession, so they were a Handplates OC (⁠个⁠_⁠个⁠) BUT! I have since deviated from that AU and now their AU has their own thing going on, even if there are still some similarities QwQ

The three were born as brothers, Sans and Mont being created as twins (hence why they look very similar. also papyrus i just hard to draw but shh) Of course, Gaster is their dad, except he is just.. straight up evil. There's no redeeming this guy sorry Gaster fans (me. I am the Gaster fan. :( funney void guy). Sans and Papyrus were often kept separate from Mont, mostly since they were a menace even while they were being experimented on lol. And because of this and the need to keep Mont in heavier security, the funny skeleton guys we know and love both escaped the lab together. These kids didnt think twice about taking Mont with them, mostly since they just assumed that they could find someone strong enough to defeat Gaster to save them afterwards. :")

Those two's escape scared the SHIT out of Gaster. Now all these people were gonna know that he was experimenting on children to try and make super soldiers to blow up the barrier with void power and wipe out humanity !! And he couldn't have that happen!! He tried his best to do damage control, but Snowdin (where the skelebros showed up after escaping the lab), kind of.. rioted?? Like imagine an angry mob with pitchforks and fire. That kind of riot. That drove Gaster all the way to the CORE, and down down down he went. With Gaster being erased from existence, so was his lab and his followers.

...of course, since you cannot truly erase anything-- not as a monster, at least-- Gaster and that lab were cast into the void. And thus... So was Mont.

Mont, of course, was confused. They were like 11 years old when this happened, and the only knowledge they had on anything was what they had learned from the books they snuck behind Gaster's back. They wandered the lab over and over, eventually coming to realize that wow, they really were alone. Everybody left. There was no way out for them. These negative emotions were too much for them to bear as the years went by, those feelings continued to grow and grow. And eventually, the void releases them from those emotions. At a price, of course. Mont called it the "Voidserpent"; a long, snake-like creature made of pure negativity (yes i was deep into the sans auverse) that kind of wanted to kill Mont ?? I mean when you have suicidal thoughts and all of your negative thoughts and stuff manifest as a Creature. It still wants itself dead. And itself is you, so um. mont spent a loooong long time running for their life in that lab (⁠´⁠；⁠ω⁠；⁠｀⁠) just running in circles

There is Kind Of a happy ending though! This brings us to my sweetheart Cleudo! :D

(i dont have much art of her ;_; cluedo im sorry)

Cleudo works as an assistant scientist under Alphys, researching primarily the void. Eventually, their research led them to find some of the weaker spots in their world, where essence of the void could be found and studied. One of those spots is deep within the forest of Snowdin, which is where she'd often be. One day, she decided to try and access the void. Probably not the wisest decision on Cleudo's part, but she's a liiittle impulsive xD

It was because of this decision though that she gave Mont the gateway they needed. They pretty much noclipped out of the floor, scaring the everloving shit out of themself AND Cleudo. By now they're 22, so they've spent a reeeally long time in that lab. Cleudo, who has NO idea what she just witnessed, decides to do the one thing she can do: Take this skeleton to Alphys' lab and make sure they're not radioactive or something. And also call Sans and Papyrus, the only skeletons in the underground.

Overtime Mont becomes ..kind of... accustomed to life. I'm not going to get into their AUs or Everything Stays (a roleplay between me and my gf with Mont and her oc) since we'd be here forever, but as for Mont in their "canon" timeline, they avoid the human like wildfire. In the True Pacifist route, I'd imagine you have the option to fight them if you go way out of your way. It'd just be something for fun, because Mont is very fun! They're very fun and silly and doesn't take much very seriously. They looove floating, they do it a LOT, and they do have a good handle on blue magic and teleportation. However their experience with physical attacks is.. lacking, and they're very much a "one hit kill" kind of monster. They can take a pretty hard punch, but if their HP drops any amount, they're screwed. They make up for this in evasiveness though, and they make use of their surroundings to use as a weapon. They are very much the kind of person to hit somebody with a table in a fight.

The last thing I wanna mention is that pink hat. The first ever story they appeared in was a roleplay called Fallen Deep, where they wore that hat. In Fallen Deep, they did some veerrry bad things, collapsing half the multiverse to try to wipe out every AU with a Gaster variant (they were, and are still kind of, very op LOL). That hat represents Fallen Deep Mont, and thus, what they did. While the hat is a building brick of their design, it's not something Mont often has in different AUs due to what it's connected to. rest in peace fallen deep mont you would've loved commentary youtubers

QUINN

Quinn is a funky little guy. His story is a lot simpler, so hopefully this section will be shorter XD

Quinn is the eldest son to Riley Anne, a popular seamstress. She and Quinn's father divorced when they agreed that they had different goals in life-- one wanted to persue parenthood while the other just wanted to stay on that workforce grind. Quinn's father would financially assist Riley Anne as she raised their children, since she couldn't do as much work as she used to being a single mom.

When Yu was very little, she was diagnosed with an incurable illness. Dont ask me what illness because i dont know💕 but the point is that there is a very, very small chance that Yu will make it beyond double digits. Both Riley Anne and Quinn loved Yu very very much, but unfortunately, when she was 8 and Quinn was 11, Yu passed away. Quinn was right next to her in the hospital when she went, so she at least went feeling as safe and loved as possible. When this happened, Riley Anne was out getting food, unaware of her daughter's rapidly declining condition. And when she got back, she found Quinn holding Yu's hand, kind of just... frozen. It's not every day you watch someone die before your very eyes, especially not when you're as young as Quinn was. Seeing this, something in Riley Anne just... snapped. Her daughter couldn't be gone yet, the doctors said they had at least a few more years together. What happened? She was only gone for no less than a few hours.

And it hit her in that moment. Quinn must have murdered her daughter.

Of course, Quinn never did such a thing. But Riley Anne needed some reason to explain why she wasn't there with her daughter when she passed. And so Riley Anne took Quinn home. And things got... bad.

For two weeks, it was an extremely unstable household. I won't go into detail, but it was to a point that Quinn was too afraid to leave his room. He took to his father's religion for comfort, praying every day to the moon to protect his sister, wherever she was, and to bring his mother down from whatever delusional break she was having. (Note: this is not based on any real life religion, god or faith ^^")

One day, a particularly bad fight broke out. It was the usual "you killed your sister"/"what are you even talking about" argument, when things got violent. Riley Anne grabbed a knife, and Quinn, knowing perfectly well he was in danger, booked it for the front door. The neighbors intervened when they heard screaming in the front lawn, and although they stopped Riley Anne from murdering her son, he was in really bad shape. He had been stabbed over like, what, ten times ? I forget the exact number, but he almost died. And as the ambulance and police arrived, the moon god stayed true to her word-- her promise to protect those who dedicated their faith to her-- and Quinn survived. However, because of the severity of the wounds, Quinn was left with the inability to express or even feel most of his emotions. That's why is his eyes are white like that, and why he has such a flat expression. He physically cannot express anything else ｡⁠:ﾟ⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)ﾟRiley Anne was carted off to a psych ward, so shes getting the help she needs.

Little 11 year old Quinn, was now all alone. This ones gonna be hard to explain it youve been thinking about this from a standard sociental standpoint, but basically Quinn's father buys Quinn a mansion for him to live in, which is fairly deep in the woods. It is connected to a local town though, where a lot of the adults there help Quinn out. They give him some easy jobs around town and sometimes they stop by his house to make sure he isnt like. Yknow. Starving to death. Quinn also has a lot of domesticated animals that keep him company and also make sure he is not Starving To Death. Now might be a good time to mention that I created Quinn as a Rise of the TMNT OC and he is friends with Leo who makes fun of him for being an orphan and yeah im gonna stop there

WORLD ENDER

oh boy okay this one

So this is World Ender, once known as Zelyx (the one in the tv). Zelyx was always powerful, even in their home universe. And one day, they simply just... got bored. Their home universe was an awful place to be, unjust to those who were not already at the top of the societal ladder. So Zelyx's solution? BLOW IT UP!!!

After destroying their home world, Zelyx travelled from universe to universe, looking for something that would entertain them. And eventually, they came to realize that it was ending these worlds that brought them the most joy. So they took on the name and form of "World Ender". Their whole thing is basically just going from universe to universe and ending worlds with life on them >_> they're kind of an asshole

Now as you might have noticed, Shuichi is in that second picture. Well! That is from an AU called, wouldn't you know it, World Ender/Alternative. However I won't be getting into that here, since it's not directly part of World Ender's story. It's more of a Shuichi AU tbh :p

SOMBRE

It'd be a crime not to mention my DAUGHTER. This is Sombre! It'd take FOREVER to explain what's up with her so I'll keep it simple. Sombre is a creature called a sokochou, which is something a funky little lab deep in the woods nearby realllly wants. This is "GreenFirest Lab", who further science via unethical experimentation. basically it's because of them that legit furries exist in this universe so you can imagine how humanity reacted to that. Anyhow, Sombre, also called "GFLS-53", took on the role as the "Hound", totally robbing this one guy of his job. sorry 27 xd

The Hound is a role in the lab created to prevent containment breaches and mostly to stop the less stable and/or pissed off ones from starting a massacre. Whenever a subject escapes their cell, it's Sombre's job to take them back and/or fight them into submission. yeah so you'll never guess what sombre does after some scientists fuck up their experiment with her LMAO

Sombre is taken over by what we call "Voltage", and it does the exact massacre it was her job to stop. Many subjects die, almost all the scientists die as other subjects break out and kill them. There's a lot of death on this fateful night :( And Sombre's friends, Cybro, Stargazer, 27, and arguably Ender and VD, are rightfully confused and afraid of her actions. They take to helping subjects evacuate, escaping into the forest. 27 tries his best to bring her down, and hes almost killed. He wouldve been killed if not for his bf VD. Ender and Stargazer are helping people evacuate. It's only when Cybro, a robot dog with the soul of the lab's founder's son, asks Sombre to kill him; to finally relieve him from his duty. Sombre only comes back to herself after killing Cybro, which she is Extremely Devastated about. also 27 set the entire building on fire so it's probably time to run lol. anyways Sombre goes home a changed woman and she reunites with her sister and girlfriend and yay!! everyone is happy! except for 27 who will forever be mad at sombre for taking his job

HAKURA SAINOU & KUROKA KASHIN

Okay so these are my two Danganronpa OCs!! This is Hakura and Kuroka :3 the girlfriends ever

Hakura is the Ultimate Profiler. I watched a little too much Criminal Minds and the brain worms got me xD. meanwhile Kuroka is the Ultimate Investigator! Sadly Kuroka doesnt have much to her yet :( actually neither of them have that much. But they do work together to solve crimes and stuff and they are sooo in love . The reason they don't have that much is because I've been so focused on my fics I haven't though much about my OCs ;_; BUUUT they are in my heart trust

Those are pretty much all the main ones I could think of :p If you've read this far. Why and how . But also thank you !!! I hope my funky little guys entertained you at least a little bit :3 I had to pull out my computer to finish this post and let me tell you my wrist huurrrtts. This took me like 3 hours to do LMFAO

I am nervous to be posting this QwQ I could say a LOT more about them, like Mont's AU business, the other characters within Sombre's story, World Alternative... but this post is getting rlly long and I need to cook dinner xD Thank you for giving me the opportunity to go absolutely insane for a bit!! I really appreciate it I love talking about the funney little guys in my brain :3

[jollyinha]

I have brought... My YuuriVoice listeners.

...On The Sims, because I can't draw for shit. I spent pretty much the whole day redesigning (except Rookie, who already got a glow up bc he's my favorite child) and dressing them up like Barbie dolls lol

DISCLAIMER: I'm being a lil' poser because I have never watched Bittersweet nor the Faust audios (and yet I still have Sugarboo and Star done, go figure), and am catching up on Lost and Found as I type this. ANYWAY HERE ARE MY BABIES, MORE INFO ON THEM UNDER THE CUT YIPPEEEEEEEE

FÉLIX/ROOKIE:

- As previously mentioned, he's my favorite child, sorry not sorry, I adore this boy so much

- Dumb of ass and home of sexual (out of the closet to everyone except his mom, oof), pulled a millionaire CEO with his ADHD swag. Also canonically a cheeky horny bastard

- An artist (draws/paints and crafts all sorts of stuff) at heart, but had to pursue a more lucrative career in order to support his family. So, Law school it is. Viva le capitalism

- Is an ENFP and his birthday is on February 16th

- His mother is Brazilian and his dad was Colombian. They have been living in the USA since Félix was a young child. He also has a little sister (not so little, she's in college by the time Shattered begins) whom he loves very much and basically raised her, to the point where she sees him as his dad more than their actual dad (whom passed away when she was a toddler)

- Has an excellent relationship with his uncle (and his wife), aunt and cousins. Him and Joy/Sunflower don't meet that often bc she lives a bit far away, but when they do, they share the same braincell

- Appears to be suave and chill when he's at work, but he's actually a SOFTIE. The biggest golden retriever... Well, not literally the biggest. He's 5'7ft/1m69cm. Compared to Auron, he's pocket-sized. But anyway-

- He loves Trish. They bully Auron together. Incredible dynamic

- Has pyrophobia bc ✨ PAST TRAUMA ✨. Began cooking as a hobby to try to work through it

- Likes: Arts, cooking, biking, peacocks, sun imageries (long story), sea monsters and plaid jackets

- Félix has SO MUCH LORE and tidbits (like his tattoos!) about him, I would need an entire separate post to tell it all. And I might do it bc I need that sweet infodump dopamine...

JOYCE "JOY"/SUNFLOWER

- Actually my first YV OC! I met the channel through the infamous Finn compilation

- Bisexual! Finn is her first serious boyfriend, though, up until she met him, she only had girlfriends... And she had the worst luck with all of them. Oof

- Colombian, just like Félix

- Huge animal lover, especially the aquatic critters and reptiles. Has a Bull Terrier named Cow (yes, that's her name.) that has her entire heart. Currently trying to get a job in the veterinarian field! Just... Don't put bugs near her. Please

- Is an ESFP and her birthday is on July 27th... The day the Finn compilation premiered

- Her mother had her pretty young. She doesn't know who her father is, and her mom refuses to talk about it... But tbh, Joy doesn't care that much. She loves her mama, and that's all that matters

- (also her mother loves Finn dearly. everytime they meet, he leaves with a piece of cake or some other home made food bc she loves to spoil her "son-in-law" lmao)

- Surfs on her spare time! Queen shit! Also plays a bit of soccer

- Had pretty severe acne as a teen and still has its marks

- Golden retriever energy runs in the Torres family, because she has it too

- Likes: Snakes, whales, surfing, soccer (as stressful as it is to watch it lol), jogging, her dog Cow, hoodies, fun scrunchies

CARINA/SUGARBOO

- Like I previously stated, I haven't watched Bittersweet, so, I may not have much to say about Sugarboo except for the (few) misc audios from Al and Seth I have heard... BUT GODDAMNIT SHE'S SO BEAUTIFUL OH GOD

- Straight, but poly

- Japanese, but was born and raised in the USA and, sadly, doesn't has much connection to her roots... Mostly bc she's not super close to her family :(

- (Canonically) Likes to bake! Also cooking, but still has a preference for pastries. Works in a bakery... Which isn't a very healthy workplace, but, oh well

- Is an ESFJ, and her birthday is on January 20th (it's coming!!!!! happy early birthday, queen!!!!!)

- Pulled TWO bitches by having ADHD

- Has A SHIT LOAD of tattoos because she's best friends with a tattoo artist... Who may or may not be Star 👀

- Used to have long hair when she met Alphonse

- She may be Al's impulse control, but Seth is her impulse control 💀

- Calls Alphonse "bug". Earlier on their relationship it was ironically ("so you and me together can be bugaboo!"), but the pet name has stuck

- But in reality, she does have a passion for bugs! Especially butterflies and moths ("NOT Mothman, Seth. Normal, regular moths.")

- Also love cats

- She bullies Seth for believing in cryptids... But believes in aliens

- Again, I haven't watched Bittersweet, so feel free to discard this part if it's contradicting canon events, but... She kind of likes Charlie. She thinks he's cute, even with all the shit that happened

- Likes: Baking, collecting jewelry like some kind of dragon, bugs, cats, tattoos, aliens

ASHER/CASPER

- The coolest mf to ever walk on this earth. I don't make the rules, it's the truth

- FtM trans of gender, also home of sexual

- Just american. F

- Yes, his last name is a Life Is Strange reference, sue me

- I... I have no idea what he works with? Because gotta wait for more Charlie videos to find out wtf canon!Casper is up to he's such a mysterious guy,,,,,

- (I really hope that the "Casper works for Auron" theory is true tho, the Auron/Félix & Charlie/Asher shenanigans would be so funny to imagine)

- What I do know is that he's kind of a gym bro, except if said bro was fruity

- Seriously though, he's a sporty guy. Likes to go jogging, (he and Joy/Sunflower would be good workout buddies!), climbing, hiking, good ol' fashioned working out and, of course, skating! But after Charlie left, he got into roller skating as well, and he's pretty damn good at it

- He's an ISFP, and his birthday is on April 22nd (Earth Day, get it, bc his favorite color is green,,,,,,)

- Disowned by his parents, but was taken in by his uncle and aunt, whom really support him <3

- Has a tooth gap! Cute shit

- Braided his hair as a kid, still does it nowadays. Certain things never change

- He WANTS to get SO MANY TATTOOS AND PIERCINGS... But he has a pretty bad case of trypanophobia (his ears are pierced bc his parents had him pierce it as a baby). Having his top surgery was challenging enough! He just wanted to get some tattoos... :(

- Always carries an extra hair tie on his arm, like a bracelet. Mostly for himself, but sometimes he gives it to Charlie too

- Has dyslexia! Fucking hated school bc of that

- Likes: Skating, roller skating, climbing, collecting sick ass knives, bad horror movies, hair styling (he wanted to be a hairstylist as a kid even!)

- I don't have thaaaaat much to say about him as of right now since I'm still finishing Lost and Found, but he's growing a lot on me, I love him

PAIGE/ANGEL

- URGH I LOVE HER SO MUCH AAAAAAAAAA ULTIMATE SASS AND NIHILISM

- Their relationship with gender is... Confusing. Doesn't like any labels, really. Just go with she/them and you'll be fine. Considers themselves to be pansexual, though

- British ("sadly, stupid ass country"), still has a strong accent even if they have been living in the USA for quite a while

- ...They like tea though

- She works on the IT department of a big company. Boring office job. But she doesn't mind it that much. Everyone is nice enough and it pays the bills. That's more than enough for her

- But besides programming and gaming, her big passion in life is... Sewing! 80% of the plushies in her collection are handmade, including Sir Gengar himself

- Also a huge cinephile

- Is an INTP, and their birthday is on September 4th (it may or may not be a reference to Gengar's pokedex number)

- Pulled a LITERAL DEMON FROM HELL with her autism swag

- Has chronic pain on her left knee due to a past accident

- Obviously, huge Pokémon fan

- Ironically enough, doesn't really like cooking, which explains why their house didn't had shit when it comes to ingredients lol At least now they have a demon boy to cook for them

- Awful relationship with her family. All of it. Ran away for the USA to escape from them

- Doesn't have many friends irl, most of them are virtual friends

- Considers themselves to be "plain and boring". Normally they don't give a damn about it, but got kind of insecure when they and Lucien got officially together... But in their most confident days, they think it's hilarious how the most normal-looking human ever managed to pull a demon

- Deep, deep down, Paige is a sweet and caring person. Heck, that's why her soul was so enticing. She just has trouble demonstrating it (Autistic Struggle™)

- Likes four leaf clovers. No idea why. She just does

- ...I feel like she would watch Faust's streams ironically. She thinks the cat boy is hilarious

- Likes: Cinema, games, programming, plushies making, clovers, tea

ENID/STAR

- ...I haven't watched a single Faust audio in my life, but Enid just... Popped up in my head. Their design came to me and they were yelling at me to bring them to existence. So here they are?????? I really gotta hear the twink's audios any of these days...

- I don't even know much about them tbh lol But here's what I do have:

- Non-binary (AFAB), bisexual

- A tattoo artist! They're Sugarboo's friend that I mentioned all the way up there

- Likes to write and read in their spare time (IMAGINE THEM AND AURON WRITING FANFICTION ABOUT THEIR S/Os! Beautiful)

- Likes to watch sports (don't look like the type, do they?)

- Likes questionable shirts with 80s/90s aesthetics

- I can see them being friends with Paige/Angel, ngl :D

- ...That's all about Enid for now, maybe I'll develop them if I get around to hear more of Faust eventually lol

Idk if there's someone reading all of this, but if there is, tysm for reading this HUGE infodump 🥺 If you have any YV OCs, I would LOVE to hear about them too! My DMs are open!

[littlest-bugz]

can i know more about Mr. Happy? -cricket system (@diaryofacollective)

This ask is relatively old, like,,,, from August 28th or smthn, BUT I'm just now coming across it because I'm cleaning out my asks... I am so glad you asked this because Mr. Happy is one of my all time favorite ocs. Mostly from a design standpoint, but also I love shaking him like a snowglobe in my head to come up with lore for him. There is, however, bugverse lore that must be included to make it all make sense.

THIS is Mr. Happy- or I should say it is his head- I would use his full reference here, as it's much better, but it is drawn by another artist. I don't feel comfortable reposting the design creator's art without asking first [and the artist is, unfortunately, not online anymore]. I have owned this specific design of him for little over 5 years now, o things have changed w/ the artist- they may go by a new username now and I just don't know it. BUT it was an absolute dream design- I would've sold a kidney for Mr. Happy's current design- MOVING ON THO BC THATS NOT THE INFORMATION ABOUT HIM JDHBJDHBF

Mr. Happy was lovingly created by THE DEVIL for one of HELL'S OVERLORDS.

It's so silly to put it like that- It goes more like; he was created by Absynth- the creator of the infernal realms [and referred to as the devil by anyone who doesn't know who he is SPECIFICALLY], for one of the overlords of an infernal ring, who is named Fli’pyek [also known as Flip].

Due to me being superstitious [I'd almost say highly superstitious], I made it a point to make my own pantheon of 'true gods' so I didn't have to mention any pre-existing gods that are known in our current world. All religions/spiritualities that exist in our current world still exist in my universe, but I just literally never mention them because most of my characters are either Athiest, Some flavor of Agnostic, or Pagan [worshipping specifically the gods I created].

Within my pantheon of gods, there are three main creator gods ; Tique, creator of Earth and Remia [my fantasy realm], Absynth, creator of the infernal realms, and Kia'zhu, creator of the divine realms. These three gods essentially collided into each other at mach 10 speed, ripping the fabric of reality, to create the realms. So Absynth was pulled upwards, which ripped open the space for the infernal realms, and Kia did the opposite, going downwards. and their smacking into Tique created Earthen and Remian realms [so Earth nd Remia].

Each one of them essentially made a 'sub' pantheon- So Absynth had the infernal overlords- Tique made Remia's gods and other minor gods- and Kia made The Most High [working name for the rulers of his subrealms- I haven't fully developed Kia's realms yet]. HOWEVER, Tique ends up getting super pissed off at the minor god's he created because they just ended up being so disrespectful to him- Like what he considered his 'first born daughter' straight up hated any gift he had given her [which he essentially gave abilities, ie gifts, to all of his directly lower minor gods]. And he just gets angrier and angrier as not only the minor gods he created try to essentially try to take his power, but also the minor gods Absynth and Kia made are just super annoying to him- coming onto earth to corrupt shit. One day, he threatens to destroy EVERYTHING. Not just his realms, but also Absynth's and Kia's. He is just, like, so fucking done. So with Kia and Absynth's help, Tique's first born separates Tique into two minor gods - Fli’pyek and Jakk'lyat. First born sends the two halves of Tique down to Absynth as she takes place as the creator god for ONLY REMIA [meaning that there is no more 'god' that oversees Earth].

Fli'pyek is known as FLIP [mentioned earlier] and Jakk'yat is known as JAKK. Both r super important figures in my world because they are the most powerful minor gods due to being the split halves of one of the big boys[tm]. Flip is the minor god of Wrath and Violence and Jakk is the minor god of knowledge, sex, and fertility [notably not Lust, which there is a separate minor god for].

So Jakk and Flip get banished into the Infernal Realms, dictated to be tortured by Absynth because of what Tique was going to do- It was like some sort of fucked preventative measure to keep them from acting out or trying to seek each other for a re-fuse of the gods. Anyways, Absynth doesn't actually do it himself bc, shocker, he thought Tique was justified in his anger- misguided but justified. He also really likes both Flip and Jakk. They're just both very unique and take well to Absynth. They still get the old rumble tumble from Ama'dyek- The God of Cruelty, Torture, and Lust [there's the lust god]. But Flip and Ama kind of hit it off, bc obviously they arent going to be tortured forever. Its more like 'might as well get along with you because you're going to be my co-worker' typa thing bc they were always going to end up being placed a minor gods in the infernal realms.

So they go to their respective, what I call, rings of hell, and just kind of exist there now- EXCEPT FOR JAKK, but we aren't going into his lore because we're talking about MR HAPPY. Which Mr. Happy is created right after Flip and Jakk are placed in their rings of hell. Absynth gives them each an underling to help them with matters around the palace- they're both supposed to be really smart in order to help with the duties that they would be attending to. Flip gets Mr. Happy. which he is actually miffed at for a little bit because Mr. Happy is NOT smart.

Mr. Happy is best described as upbeat, bubbly, and ditzy. Bro is gullible and unobservant. He is just silly. His hat has bells on it so he jingles with every step, and his nose honks- something Happy does frequently. It's a bit of a joke to Flip, but ofc ofc, he becomes highly attatched to Mr. Happy... and the same is said about Mr. Happy! Mr. Happy genuinely just flat out LOVES Flip. Like he is so fond of him and overjoyed to help with the duties of a psuedo-minor god. He really enjoys his time with Flip, who ends up also being super protective of Happy. It turns into a kind of unspoken QPR is I am being so for real with you. If Melissa [main character of one of my books] was not in the picture, they would probably have started genuinely being in a QPR.

Mr. Happy has hijinks by himself when Flip goes to Earth as a vacation. He has to tend to the infernal himself, but Happy is naturally not that good at it. He enlists the help of a maid named MISTY, who Jakk gave to Flip as a 'make-up gift' after they got in a huge, almost realm destroying, fight. Mr. Happy absolutely adores Misty too! She is very comforting and patient with him- almost like a motherly figure in a way. Life is genuinely good for Mr. Happy- he never feels stressed out or anything. He just is always having a good time [hence his name].

AT LEAST UNTIL AMA WAS A PRICK. Ama and Flip get into a huge ass fight one day because Ama had to do sum fucked up shit because of his role as being their torturer. So Ama gets cursed, which gives him a skull instead of his normal face [because he was very prideful in how beautiful he was- primarily his face]. And Ama can't exactly curse Flip, he's technically more powerful than Ama, so hes like 'oh yea? well FUCK UR LIL BUDDY'. Mr. Happy was cursed with permanent bad luck- Not the worst curse until you realize how unobservant and gullible Mr. Happy is.

Mr. Happy doesn't even realize that he's cursed because of how subtle it is. It manifests in like- tripping over his own feet, stepping into mysteriously appearing puddles of water when just in socks, falling down the stairs. Stuff like that. Just stuff that wouldn't really register as like, a curse. It's actually so minor that it really doesn't affect his life at all until he goes to Earth.

Earth, because there is no god to oversee it, is kind of a shit show. It's like modern day, but a little more corrupt. Mr. Happy should not ever be on Earth, he is too silly to be on earth. He ends up meeting a fellow clown adjacent person [a mix of a mime and a clown tbh]. This clown dude ends up in a relationship with Mr. Happy, and Mr. Happy was very unlucky with his choice of partner. This clown, Nickie, is just a huge piece of shit. Just total piece of work. And Mr. Happy had never been in a proper relationship so he's just oblivious to it being not how things work.

One Day, Happy is in the house that He and Flip live in on earth, recounting his relationship to Flip who had just gotten back to Earth from being in Hell for years. And it just absolutely fucking boils Flip's blood that Mr. Happy is being treated like shit and he's just so unaware that he doesn't realize it. So Flip takes it upon himself to seperate the clowns so that Mr. Happy doesn't have to get abused. He essentially sends Happy to hell to make some literal distance be between Nickie and Happy. And Happy just LOVES hell so he's totally okay with going back. Means he gets to see Misty!

And that is most of Mr. Happy's backstory TBH. Despite being millions of years old, Mr. Happy doesn't have a whole ton of 'lore' because he is one of my ocs that wasn't just slammed with my same trauma. Most he got was a bad relationship, but it ends out okay because Flip was protective of him. He lives a quiet life, and just vibes. He's super

[capnkerfufflez]

I contain multitudes, so i made a uquiz for some of my quintessential sonas for fun

i dont really expect people to take it, but man i love an excuse to draw some of my boys i don't give much love to brief descriptions and the result descriptions under the cut

here's the link outside of just embed btw : https://uquiz.com/hkfS0R

in image order and i marked the number and color of the background above we have :

1 [red] E : non-fandom sona I use to vent mostly - "Conceptual Chaos Junkyard" / "CC Junkyard" so he's mostly negative traits of myself turned up to 11. He's the overly emotional and sentimental and over-reactive side of the duo between him and G.

"[[ oh baby girl, I'm so sorry for you, get some help ]] Everything you've ever done blows back up into your face, you don't know what you're doing wrong?! Or well, you've figured out a few things wrong with you, but you can't figure out how to fix those things about yourself…"

2 [red/orange] Knox S. Consumer : kinda a minecraft sona? - "What's Minecraft is Yourcraft" / "Yourcraft" He's in general a minesona, at least when I first made him. In Yourcraft he is the sona/character version of an oc that's a minecraft youtuber/streamer and who is very distinctly not me, so Knox falls into an odd character category where's he's both my sona and an oc's sona. He's an old grouchy wizard type, but breaks character often to help friends

"[[ you may think im stretching on this one, but i assure there's more obscure ]] You know so much yet so little. The type of guy that can recite so many video game lore details and fun facts across all subjects, but will fail to realize that they really did mean it calling it "cream cheese," it is actually a cheese. You are very smart though, with your intelligence only rivaled by your stubbornness."

3 [red/pink] Dong : pokemon not a big surprise, but he's a pokesona of sorts. He's a Mareep that's specifically paired with my friend's Wooloo "Ding," he's somewhere between a pokemon in the anime and pokemon mystery dungeon in terms of personification, he's very bitey.

[[ haha dong ]] Lil gremlin guy. You're the typa bitch to fucking taunt people bigger than you and when they get pissy you go 'oh im just a lil guy a lil birthday boy.' All talk no bite. well, maybe a lil bite, like consensually or deserved.. BUT the point is you take no responsibly of the misdeeds you may or may not do !

4 [orange] Bibbly : double life / life series Bibbly is the character I made soulmate's with my friend cause we were watching other people make sona's and pairs with their friends too. Bibbly is based off of a drawing I did based on a more literal interpretation of one of my minecraft skins (specifically my 453 skin), "Bibbly" coming from "Biblically accurate." Personality wise he varies a lot cause in conception and most practice he is an utter coward, very reliant on my friend's character, though in other interpretations I make him a lot more jaded and no-bull shit but also those are usually what is supposed to be later in his development and/or away from my friend's character

[[ telephone game of sonas ]] You are a recursion of self analyzation. You try to map out your intricacies only to have your theories on yourself become rules. And once you've realized its a set habit of thinking. You know trouble and you avoid it the best you can.

5 [muddy yellow] Clart : minecraft sona ? - "What's Minecraft is Yourcraft" / "Yourcraft" Similar case as Knox, where Clart is my sona and the sona of one of my oc's who isn't me, but for Clart he and the oc, they align closer with who I am so it's not quite as weird a case. Clart is very easy going and cares a lot, he isn't particularly notably in Yourcraft as he's not really someone who develops more a character that help's the other characters develop

[[ straight up gooping ]] You just want a break, things to be nice and easy and do menial tasks and be with your friends. You give all you can, not because you feel you need to, you just want to and you can. You know pain and cruelty, you choose to be kind.

6 [yellow] [453>- / 453 / The cooler Casey : a general sona He's a more stylized, exaggerated version of myself and usually a lot more malicious for the fun of it. In his "lore" he is a shapeshifting sand.. thing, it depends on the specific backstory I'm going with. He is generally very energetic and bitey and evil for the sake of it cause man villains are fun when they are having fun and he is having a blast

[[ creature !! ]] You are the coolest sexiest mother fucker out here! or you sure pretend to think so. A whole fucking jaw breaker flipping between god-complex and inferiority-complex, who knows what's at it's core (probably inferiority). You love to be an edge case, probably the type of guy to make a fan character concept that's over done but do it with a twist. No fear of ocs coming off like a mary sues just cause YOU know how cool and really clever they are really even if they give a bad first impression.

7 [lime/green] Casey : general sona / how i draw myself This is just me, like, just how I draw myself, it's as general and genuine as I can manage which my not really be all that accurate maybe but oh well

[[ oh fuck u are just like me frfr ! or like at least closest approximation ]] You are only human. You love your friends more than the world and you try to be worth all you're given. You have some self esteem and self image issues, but maybe if you shove your ocs full of enough of your issues you'll solve some.

8 [green?] Caddle : general sona / fursona / the one i use for sexual stuff Caddle is a cow-adject shapeshifter. He is the sona I use the most when it's anything sexual, usually paired with my partner's fursona, but he's supposed to have other buddies too that I never really draw. I've got complicated feeling on sexual stuff and myself in relation to it, so he gets those feelings dumped into his character too. But aside from that he is a fun character especially to draw cause inconsistency is baked in and I love him dearly, he is very lazily chill with a big heart, he's also a rodeo clown even though i dont draw a full on clown get up for him much

[[ honka honka we got certified clown ova here ]] You are silly, a goofball even, one may even argue a jokester. You may present all goofs, gafs and dick jokes, -and by all means you do genuinely loving goofing gaffing and dicking- but you are a person with complicated wants and thoughts and feelings. Wants and thoughts and feelings you hold close to yourself, you do not know how to voice, so more often than not, you don't.

9 [bluish green] Gilon Kurt : lesser sona Gilon is a sona that I made just on a whim off of a twist on my name with "fluffle" being a the name for a group of rabbits, he's "Capn Kerfluffle." And then I made him a rival to my main fursona in their story and he gained a personality outside of me as they so often do

[[ rage rage murder rage !!!! ]] You have worked so hard for what you have and yet it is never enough. There is always something else to achieve more to earn, people clawing for what you have. You can have no peace nor solace, relax? chilling? never heard of her!! There are experiences to be had!! People to meet!! Friends to continuing loving!!! And you'll fight for it all, fight until you die!!

10 [cyan] Yeode : minecraft sona [real] Yeode my beloved, she is my darling rock-based robot made to search villagers that learns to live for herself kinda. A lot of her kindness and softness and story comes from backstory for just me playing minecraft ig who is a lot less kind in practice.

[[ yippee !!! ^.^ ]] You are a people pleaser to your core! You are born and molded by your attachments and use to others. Even in their absence you still live on for them in part.

11 [saturated blue] G : non-fandom sona I use to vent mostly - "Conceptual Chaos Junkyard" / "CC Junkyard" similar situation to E of mostly negative traits, but the other side of it for the most part. she is full of anger and malice at being stuck with little control over her situation and takes it out on E

[[ oh sweetheart, no ]] You think yourself a "bad bitch" a "girl boss" even. Emotions are not your strong suit. You have a hard time managing your own feelings, let alone dealing with other people's. You may not always be right, but you work hard to try to be.

12 [less saturated dark blue] D. Base : minecraft sona, specifically in magic mods / heavily modded minecraft he came about from when i was testing a modded server with my friends there was something that would crash my game if i entered specific chunks, and in those 'dead' chunks was my silk worms so i made dBase as a character for the friend server and he is supposed to be that glitched silkworm i got in testing, uuh end then that server slowly broke too, so i like to think it was somehow also his fault; while i did get to play on the server i got really into a few magic mods, mainly mana and artifice so he is not only gitchy but a magic man

[[ grub ]] You think of yourself highly, not perfect, but damn good. You've worked your ass off for the skills you've obtained and are happy to show off when they are even slightly relevant. Your "fuck it we ball" attitude somehow works out for you most of the time, though some collateral damage to others.

13 [light blue] Clerk James : fursona / used to be mascot character to note if you see other art of him there is a stark difference between the silly goofy Clerk that's my sona and the asshole angsty backstory version of him before he got so very concussed; current Clerk is very sweet and very dumb, he's the "capn" of a pirate themed ferry though also goes on some genuine treasure seeking adventures pg pirate style

[[ consider it the post-drownings one, don't worry ]] A mix of poor memory, self-doubt, and self-hatred that results in a potent blend of guilt for things you aren't really sure you deserve to hate yourself over, being it maybe not or fault or maybe never really happened. Aside from that you're upbeat and a bit stupid in a silly lil guy way. You're just a lil guy!

14 [purple] Cassio Inerta : homestuck / trollsona - "retroll" he is baby, very sweet and well meaning but oh so very problem avoidant and low empathy mostly from being sheltered; in retroll he is canonically in-universe a self insert of myself watching the plot go down and has a made up boyfriend given to him who loves Cassio by virtue that is what the boyfriend was made for, but kinda just puts up with Cassio, a projection of how i felt and feared in some previous relationships

[[ explicitly cannon self insert huh ]] You are a suckerrr for romance. You want and want and want so badly and you feel and in every instance you are given a taste it feels unreal. it feels unearned. It feels disingenuous. But you need it so bad. You don't know shit about anything, so terrified to fail you're terrified to try. But little by little you keep trying.

15 [magenta] Carcumber : a sona based off of my friend's previously-main sona's species so my friend's main sona and mascot character was a "lavamander" though the species had other character with other elements such as ice and sound waves and species had name trope of two favorite foods combined; Carcumber's name was Carrot + Cucumber but my friend changed main sonas and has since renamed most to just a single food name hence the opening statement for the quiz, i dont remember if he had an element associated, if he did i think it was "cart" or "car" or "money" or something stupid like that, and his is a used car salesman, similar energy and pathetic-ness of spamton

[[ oh man do i gotta change his name now that's that not the naming scheme? ]] You are passionate about everything you do! Cause if you aren't you don't do them! You exaggerate yourself to the point the mask becometh you.

god ya that's a lot of em and i have more sona's than just that, but most fall similar to others or i dont use enough to care

if you read it all thanks so much i love u :D

[xsweetelegantdisasterx]

Lessgo! Here is the one-shot of none other than OG babe.

✒ Title: Heatwave {Listen I'm obsessed with this song okay?}

✒ Summary : Misaki and Zin needs a little bit of help to spark their unrequited love

✒ Characters: Zin & OC

✒ Word Count: More than 2k. {I lost count.}

✒ Genre: Mostly Fluff. *Yall ain't ready for my smut.

A/N: Be warned. . I'm gonna write one of them all. . . Baby steps tho Bros. I hope you like it ♡

Taglist: @stardragongalaxy

Zin was usually good about texting his schedule, to prevent any indication that he didn't want to chit chat. After shoveling out dance practices and music videos, he was becoming tired; disregarding the usual.

She looked at her phone seeing the read notification right under her messages. When Zin became tired in the past, that never bothered her before. This time, it was different. Misaki sat in her bed as her mind went thirty different directions. She stalled on the next message, erasing and rewriting the text no less than a hundred times. Finally, she just settled for a good night text. She laid down noticing the squishmallow he had recently bought her as she moved it across the room.

“Sorry buddy, you’re going to have to stay over here until further notice.”

Misaki climbed back into bed as now her bed was uncomfortable as shit. No position she ended up in was comfortable anymore. Her eyes darted to the squishmallow as she sighed. It was so stupid how one little plush changed the dynamics of how comfortable her bed was, but it was what it was. She had no choice but to bring her squishmallow out of its timeout. Misaki growled under her breath, grabbing the plush, proceeding to lay down with it. Just like that, she drifted off.

The next morning, she didn’t bother texting Zin, in fear of annoying him. Instead, she just laid in bed for a few minutes extra before deciding to get dressed. Hearing her phone go off, she turned it over. It was Yamasho, her second favorite. His attitude was that of a small, but peaceful, tornado. She smiled at the fact that at least one of them liked to talk to her.

A loud knock befell her door as she ran to it. When she opened it all of her guys were there holding a cake; even their manager Hiro. She gave a smirk as Zin patted her on the shoulder as she stepped aside to let them in. Kenta went straight to her cabinets to pull out plates and utensils. She grabbed glasses noticing Zin would look over at her periodically when she wasn’t looking. She brushed it off, as he was just trying to figure out if she was upset with him.

Her apartment was full of laughter, her included. The guys were the ones who Masaki spent her time with. Hiro took her to the side wanting to speak with her.

“Misa, you look troubled.”

“I’m okay, just have inner turmoil going on. I’ll be alright though.”

She always loved talking to Hiro, as he was receptive of her emotions and was a father like influence in her life.

“One of my dancers isn’t feeling well. You are one of the only people that have seen the practices, so I was going to ask if you could fill in?”

She was shocked. He never asked her any favors, so she knew he was in a bind. It was true she spent her time at the company, but she wasn't confident on dancing since she never fully learned how.

“Me, but won't I just be in the way? I mean, I'll try but,” she looked over at Zin in conversation, “who will I be dancing with and what song?”

“Yamasho, and the song is Heatwave.”

“Oh, okay I know that one. That’s fine, I’ll help.”

Misaki was relieved by his words. That song was upbeat, and she would be paired with her favorite troll. She joined back up with Yamasho and Shohei. Hiro was confused why she didn’t put up a fight, since he was sure she was in love with Zin. He was going to ignite something, he was betting on it.

“Oh Misaki, be there tomorrow, we start practicing early.”

She nodded her head happily. Shohei bumped his shoulder with hers playfully. They were happy she was going to be with them on set. After everyone finished eating they decided to leave. Zin stayed back to help her clean. If anything, she was confused on the mixed emotions she was feeling. He was caring towards her, answered her texts most of the time, and spent time with her. It was throwing her off on how he was, and had been the past few days, but she was going to enjoy his company.

“So you're filling in for someone?”

“Yeah, I can't say no to Hiro, even though I wanted too.”

Zin just nodded his head never looking away from the plate he was washing. “Who's he making you dance with?”

“With Yamasho.”

He paused seemingly uncomfortable with the conversation now. “Oh, that’s nice.”

“That's not a problem, is it?”

“Not at all Misa, you both are the same height so it'll work out perfectly.”

She scoffed, as that was not the answer she was expecting, or hoping for that matter. They stood in silence finishing the dishes. He dried his hands as he decided to leave.

“Zin, are you mad at me? You've been weird; especially with the whole Yamasho situation just now.”

“No I'm not mad, I just need to get back at the studio. I'll see you tomorrow though, don't sleep in,” He forced a smile as he left.

Misaki sat at her bar resting her head on her hands. That stubborn mule, could it be to much to ask for him to admit that he's jealous? She couldn't shake the thoughts out.

Her phone buzzing brought her out of deep thought. To no avail, it was Yamasho wishing her a happy birthday. She hit send on her reply, just to receive another from Zin. At least she got to see them for a little bit, but in her mind all the time in the world just wouldn't be enough. Most of her evening was spent pacing and looking out her window periodically. It wasn't like she was expecting anyone else to show, but she couldn't shut her mind off for the time being.

The next morning, Misaki awoken to her alarms debating on whether she should go or not. She made her a coffee to go as she locked her door. Misaki arrived at where they were meeting, seeing the other girls there. She instantly felt insecure. Why on earth Hiro wanted her to fill in, with her not even comparing to these ladies, was beyond her. She spotted Yamasho as he was already in his attire. He looked charming, smiling at her. Suddenly, his eyes darted behind her as she turned around. Zin smirked seeing Misaki.

“You’re not late.”

“No, surprisingly,” she chuckled moving her hair behind her ear. “I'm really nervous Zin, I've never done anything like this. I mean we’ve danced in the studio, but nothing like this.”

“If you start feeling overwhelmed, just picture us only. You know the routine Misa, don’t worry.”

The wardrobe crew starting pulling Misaki away to get her ready. They starting placing outfits against her body as they decided on the right one. After she placed the outfit on, she just stood in front of the mirror. The clothes were a lot shorter than she was used too, but it would only be for the duration of the filming. The makeup artist went to town to get her ready for the camera. Time passed by as everyone was almost ready to begin.

Misaki walked out trying to place the mask on. Her hands were shaking terribly, she had help to steady them; she was surprised to see Yamasho. He helped place the mask on her face, smirking.

“Why are you looking at me like that Yamasho?”

“For once, you have your hair down, usually it’s in a bun.”

“Yeah, well I don’t want my hair falling in my face at work.”

“It looks good Misa, you’re hard to look away from. You’ve been stared at since you walked out.”

“It’s making me nervous. What if I screw up our part?”

“They’ll just have us redo it, no big deal. Hiro knew what he was doing when he asked you. Surely that crossed his mind. Oh and Misa,” he got right up to her ear, “Did you know you have a figure? You’re Queen thickness. Who would’ve known with the scrubs you always wear.”

Misa shoved Yamasho back causing him to laugh. “Don't be a troll Yamasshole,” her cheeks filled up with color.

“I’m not being a troll, I’m just saying you shouldn’t hide behind anything. Work what your mama gave you girl!” Yamasho z-snapped at her causing laughter from her.

She looked over at Zin as he couldn’t peel his eyes away from her. It was starting, the Jealousy; his biggest friend. Before he had liked Misa; her quirkiness, included. Now though, a new fire sparked inside of him. He wanted to march to Yamasho and tell him he was going to be her dance partner, but that wasn’t his ultimate call. Instead, he’d just admire her. One of the girls wrapped her arm around Misa as she guided her to their spot.

They got into place as the music started, just as she had seen before, she perfected it on cue. She glided over to Yamasho as they did their solo. Even though she was nervous, she was glad he was the one she got paired with. Misaki watched Zin's solo, encapsulated by him. She too began to feel some type of way about him dancing with someone other than her. She shook it off, focusing on her and Yamasho. They completed the song as Misa exhaled silently. Yamasho grabbed her hand leading her to the side, giving her a huge hug.

“You’re still a troll, Macho,” she hugged him back.

“I'm your favorite though thick’ems.”

She looked over at Zin, he had a sparkle to his eye when he looked at her. He walked over, slowly removing the mask from her face.

“You did good. I'm proud of you.”

“Thank you Zin. What now?”

“We wait to watch the video. You need to go change.”

“I think I should wear this more often. Especially if you react like this,” she tried walking past him just for him to pull her back.

“Misa, you’ve never had to wear anything revealing to get this reaction,” he placed her hand on his chest, “my heart beats fast when you are around. But, it doesn’t beat when you are sad, when you’re not around, or you look past me.”

Misaki stood still hypnotized. His words swam in her mind. Plus, she was touching bare chested Zin. Her hand curled around his, unbeknownst to her. She let out a mild gasp. It was as if her hand had its own mind. “Why have you been avoiding me?”

“I had a secret to uphold. You know I can't keep secrets from you.”

She stood quiet, breaking his eye contact. Her mind was mixed with different thoughts. Misa looked around, pulling her hand away. Zin's smile disappeared.

“Fuck it,” she leaped into his arms wrapping her legs around his waist. She couldn’t be eye level otherwise. “Tell me your biggest secret Sakamoto Zin.”

“I love you Misaki. You’re a menace to my heart but I adore you with every fiber of my being. And if you ever just willingly dance with anyone other than me, we will take our differences in the parking lot,” he smiled the biggest following his words.

Misaki cupped his face, closing the space between them. Cheers and yelling was heard behind them. She giggled behind their kiss, feeling his lips curve into a grin. Zin brought his forehead to hers. Misa wrapped her arms around his neck.

“You promise, cause I love you more. Now, take me home.”

[dragonmuse]

Could we get Izzy’s perspective at the passport office when he ran into Pru? I also wonder if he would bring Lucius’ drawing to their coffee meeting? I’m loving the “and be prudent” tag!!

(@objective-j also requested more of Pru and Izzy meeting, so here is more of that from Izzy's POV. and lol I don't usually give the more minor OCs tags, but that one felt right! Also Pru seems well liked so she may crop up from time to time.)

“No fucking way,” Lucius voice echoed around the car. “For a big city, this place can be small as hell. Are you okay?” 

“I don’t know,” Izzy admitted. He hadn’t actually pulled out of his parking space. He didn’t actually have anywhere to go, a lie told to let him escape. “Sort of. I mean I barely knew her. She was a kid.” 

“Why don’t you come over, huh? I’ll make you a drink while I do prep.” 

“Yeah, yeah all right.”  

The back door was closed, but unlocked when he arrived and slipped inside. The Swede was sweeping and singing along to ‘Dancing Queen’, occasionally swirling the broom around. Eddy was laying down on the stage pointing up at some of the lighting while Jim stood over them. When Izzy entered, they gave him a lazy finger wave. 

“Hey, boss.” 

“Iz!” Eddy cried out from the floor. “What are you doing here?” 

“Stealing your liquor.” 

“Don’t tell Stede, he gets prickly about that.” 

“Why the fuck would I tell him?” Izzy rolled his eyes. “Are you stuck down there?” 

“Nope, trying to figure out which bulb is flickering. It’s not doing it regularly, so if I stay down here I might catch it and we can replace it before show time.” 

“You’ll get spots in your vision.” 

“Probably!” 

Izzy decided against continued argument. Jim could handle it. Or just sit there and wait for their ‘I told you so moment’. Both seemed equally satisfying. He took his usual seat at the bar and didn’t have to wait long for Lucius to emerge from storage brandishing vodka bottles in both hands. 

“Goblin!” he set the bottles down on the bar and came over to give him an acessing look. “Figured out how you’re feeling yet?” 

“Working on it.” 

“Pink or yellow?” 

Izzy didn’t bother asking for what. “Yellow.” 

“Cool, try this,” Lucius set a martini glass in front of him. It had about an inch of very yellow liquid in it. 

Izzy took a sip and did his best to keep his face neutral. “Little sour.” 

“Damnit,” Lucius sighed, picking it up and taking a sip himself. “Ooooh shit. Yeah. Okay. Went too hard on the pucker.” 

“What’s the pink?” 

“Same idea, less sour, more strawberry. I want to put a few fun drinks on the menu for February. You know the month of loooove.” 

“Cute,” Izzy shook his head. “Yellow one doesn’t really seem in line.” 

“Excuse you, but I’m in love with a sourpuss myself,” Lucius grinned. 

Izzy huffed out a pleased laugh. “Is that what you’re going to call it?” 

“Maaaybe. We’ll see. Got to make it drinkable first. For now,” Lucius poured him a straight up shot of vodka and set in front of him. “Down that than talk to me.” 

“Thanks.” He threw it back and then set the glass aside. “I don’t know. It was sudden. Barely recognized her.” 

“How old was she the last time you saw her?” 

“Fourteen, maybe fifteen. And yeah, decades ago.” 

“Does...I don’t know. Did she look like Faith?” Lucius talked about her now like he had known her too and Izzy hadn’t known how much he’d needed that. 

“She didn’t back then. I mean yeah, you could tell they were sisters, but Pru was taller already by the time I met Faith. I mostly recognized her from her nose. Pru had a very up-turned nose as a kid. Between that and the accent, I got there.” 

“What was she like?” 

“Only talked to for a minute. Mad, mostly.” 

“Why?” 

“The ring.” 

“Shit. Really?” 

“I showed it to her. She didn’t know it was from me, apparently. They threw out all of....” he couldn’t really think about that. Couldn’t say it. “Gave her my card, then go the fuck out of there.” 

“Uh, Iz. You gave her your business card?”

“Yeah, I didn’t want to go through the whole dance of trying to give her my number.” 

Lucius lifted his brows, “So, you know that I think it’s incredibly sweet and all, but uh, did you tell her what you named the business?” 

Izzy stared at him for a long second, then groaned and dropped his face into his hands. “Shit.” 

“I think it’s fine. I’m sure she’ll draw the right conclusion from it.” 

“What conclusion?” He asked into his palms. “Is there one that doesn’t make me seem kind of pathetic?” 

“There is nothing pathetic about how you love people,” Lucius chided. “It’s enduring. It’s beautiful. And kind of obsessive, but lucky for you I’m into that.” 

“Thanks,” he sighed. “Well. It’s done anyway. Doubt she’ll call.” 

“Bet she will,” Lucius countered. “Hey, you think she’s got a photo of her?” 

“No idea. Possible.” 

“HA! FOUND IT! FUCK YOU LIGHTING FIXTURE!” 

“I think I’m going to be asked to get the stepladder,” Lucius determined. He dropped a kiss in Izzy’s hair. 

Izzy stuck around, watching the entire inefficient show that was the Revenge staff trying to change a lightbulb. If it had been happening in his home base, he would’ve killed all of them, but here it was mostly amusing. Distracting. 

He stayed for the show too, then gathered a goodbye kiss from Lucius before heading back home.  It wasn’t until he had eaten a late dinner, finished the book he was reading, showered and gotten into bed that his feelings caught up with him. He lay in the dark and let the grief wash over him. It had been a long time since he’f felt it so hard. 

Izzy: figured it out. Sad.  

Lucius:  That tracks. Sucks though. 

It did suck. Izzy fell asleep about it and felt mostly all right in the morning. The tingle of potential incoming complication didn’t leave right away, but he still had to move through his day. She wasn’t going to call, he reminded himself. No use in getting worked up over a chance meeting. 

He only dimly remembered Pru as part of the amalgam that had been Faith’s terrible family. He pictured her yelling down the stairs as Faith went out the door or tucked in behind her mother like a miniature version of her. Faith would complain about her, the way she stole, rifled through her things, talked incessantly and complained endlessly. 

Izzy had hated Delly like that once. 

Mid-day, he picked up his phone and texted. 

Izzy: If you don’t have plans, I can get the kid tonight for a few hours. Had a change in plans. 

Delly: Really? Yes! That’d be great.  

Izzy hadn’t had any plans at all. But he couldn’t really do much for Delly at fifteen, abandoned to handle their parents alone. This he could do. 

When he picked Pickle up, he asked casually, 

“I can’t remember, were you in the same grade as Prudence Callahan?” 

“Hm?” Delly was moping off Pickle’s face after a close encounter with a very ketchup intensive hamburger.  “Uh...no? I think she was in the grade or two above me. I remember the name. Wait. Wasn’t that your girlfriend’s sister?” 

“Yeah. Ran into her the other day.” 

“That must’ve been fun. Ok, take her purple backpack by the door and you two are good to go. Bye, sweetheart. Don’t wear your uncle out.” 

“Kay!” Pickle wrapped herself around Izzy’s arm. “Bye, Mommy!” 

It was easy to forget his own shit when he had Pickle. She needed his full attention. He dropped her back off, both of them tired, sticky and with far more knowledge of Barbie’s fairy kingdom than they had been at the beginning of the night. 

“Thanks, asshole,” Delly grimaced as Pickle explained exactly how much ice cream she’d eaten. 

“You’re fucking welcome,” he said pleased. Despite herself, Delly looked far more relaxed and in another room, Izzy could hear Thomas whistling. Disgusting. He hid a smile. 

The days passed and each one that ticked by without a call, Izzy let go a little more. What did it matter? They had nothing to say to each other. Lucius did hand him something mid-week. 

“Just in case.”  He’d offered and Izzy had taken it. Couldn’t hurt to have on hand.  

Nearly a full month passed and he’d practically forgotten about the encounter at all, especially when he had to take Read to the E.R. in the middle when she’d stepped in to prevent a beating of the guy they were following. Man just had a stupid mouth, he probably didn’t deserve to get the shit kicked out of him, but Read had gotten a rib busted for her trouble. Izzy lectured her all through the long sit in the waiting room and she’d taken it with an annoying fond smile. 

Asshole kid. 

So it was with some surprise that he opened an email absently on Thursday and read a request to meet for coffee. He agreed and they set a time and a place. 

“Do you want me to come?” Lucius offered. 

“No, it’s okay,” he decided. “Don’t want her to feel ganged up on. I think I spook her as is.” 

“Yeah, bet you scare all the soccer moms, hot stuff.” 

But she’d mentioned her boyfriend’s kid. Possibly she had her own, but when she slid into her seat across from him in her immaculate white knitwear and precise haircut, it seemed unlikely. 

They regarded each other over steaming cups. 

“You’ve done well for yourself,” Pru said eventually. “I saw your website, read some reviews.” 

“We get by,” he agreed. “What about you?” 

“I’m an interior designer. Mostly personal spaces, but I’ve done a few offices.” 

“Huh, what’s that like?” 

Pru seemed relieved to talk about something familiar, so he asked a few questions, letting her ramble a little about her work. When she ran out of steam though, she grimaced. 

“This isn’t what you want to talk about, is it?” 

“It’s fine,” he shrugged. “It’s a lot to face headon.” 

“She’s been dead way longer than she was alive,” Pru said bluntly. “And I think about her a lot, but not name my business and keep her ring around my neck every day a lot. Back then, I didn’t figure you cared much at all really.” 

“What do you mean?” He frowned. 

“I mean you were around a lot, but I figured...” she sighed. “You know. Why does any high school boy stick around a girl?” 

Izzy barked a dry laugh, startled by the bluntness, but welcoming it. “Yeah, no. I’m gay.” 

Pru stared at him then spluttered out a ragged, “What? Did she know?”

“I didn’t know then. She wanted a guy who would protect her and not touch her in ways she didn’t want to be touched and I was good for that,” he said, but the words no longer sat so easily on his tongue. 

Years together. Years that were volatile and strange. He’d watched from a distance and now a little closer as Mary’s kids struggled through high school, the way Alma fell in and out of relationships and Charlie barely seemed old enough to consider them. 

“And we loved each other,” he amended. “A lot. By the end anyway.” 

She nodded slowly. “I can see that. I wish...I don’t know what I would’ve done with that back then, but I still wish I’d known that.” 

“She didn’t trust you,” he said then wished he hadn’t. What was the point all those years later?” 

“I know,” Pru didn’t look hurt. “I tattled on her one too many times. Stole from her. Made fun of her. She gave it back too. She was no saint.” 

“Yeah, she had a mouth on her,” he said and it was hard not to make it sound like praise. 

“Once she told me I was too stupid to tell my feet from my hands. I was nine,” Pru said, her lips twitching like she might smile over it. “I actually worried about that for weeks.” 

“She used to call anyone who cut us off on a bike ‘filthy dickbags’.” 

“Oh my god,” Pru did smile. “You know Dad used to be all over us about swearing. I still can barely say ‘hell’ without wincing. Guess she was braver than me.” 

“Did you get out?” 

“Soon as I turned 18.” 

“Then I’d say just as brave. Braver. If you did it on your own.” 

“I did,” Pru lifted her chin, eyes glinting. And there, just for a second, she did look just like Faith. Izzy had to look away. 

“I uh...you said you didn’t have much of hers?” 

“Just the boots. Ran out in them. Sturdier than my sneakers back then. I still have them, but that’s it really. Mom and Dad when on rampage, tried to act like she’d never even existed.”  

“No pictures?” 

She shook her head. “Never were a big photo family. Mom might’ve had some, but I didn’t even know she’d died until years after it happened. 

Izzy hadn’t been hoping for much, but that tore at him. Nothing at all. Not for the first time, he wished he believed in a higher power so he could thank them for bringing Lucius into his life. 

“My boyfriend is an artist,” he pulled out the envelope. “He found her yearbook picture and drew this. He made a print for you when I told him I’d run into you.” 

“Seriously?” She took the envelope and opened it with a single long nail. They were nicely painted, some kind of white tip situation. It was precise, like the rest of her. Pru was a woman held together by right angles. Izzy could relate. 

“Yeah, I think it’s good, but I’m not really-” 

“Oh my god,” she gasped as she drew out the paper “It’s her. That’s her.” 

He sat back, watched her take it in, pressing her hand to the paper.  “Thank him for me. Please.” 

“I will.” 

“Oh my god,” she said again and closed her eyes. “I half think I made her up sometimes. Is that strange?” 

“No. I know the feeling.” 

“I think I need to go before I start bawling in public,” she said quietly. “But...I’d like to talk again. If that’s okay. Maybe meet your boyfriend so I can say thank you in person.” 

“Any time,” he found himself promising. 

She didn’t take her coffee with her. Izzy bussed it for her, tossing both their half-finished cups away. He decided to walk back home. It was raining every so slightly, the terrible mist of late fall that clung and made everything damp instead of properly wet. 

“Your sister turned out okay,” he mumbled. What was another gray haired guy talking to himself on the street? People could mind their fucking business. “I think you’d like her now. Maybe not. Maybe you’d just tolerate her during the holidays. Would’ve done that with you too.” 

He could imagine it so easily. Faith hadn’t liked parties, neither had he, but they probably would go to Delly’s annual romp anyway or whatever fussy Martha Stewart nightmare Pru might do. Maybe both and after they’d compare notes, trying to outdo each other on who had the most passive-aggressive thing said to them. Faith would win since Delly tended to be more massive-aggressive. 

Or maybe...maybe they would’ve enjoyed both in their own way. Or maybe they wouldn’t have made it there together even if she lived. 

None of it mattered. He couldn’t live his life in what-ifs. What he had was a Lucius, who was getting very thoroughly thanked when he came home tomorrow night and someone else to reminisce with from time to time. That was more than enough. 

[cfrog]

for the art questions thing: what’s your process for shading? how do you come up with drawing / animation ideas? how do you sketch / how does a sketch differ from a complete piece for you?

Oh boy thank u for the questions! Uhh i ended up writing a lot w these so I'll throw this under a cut. I added pictures too. We'll call this a first draft for whatever I end up doing for my class assignment.

My process for shading changes pretty dramatically between if I'm doing my easy cel shading or my fancy soft shading. Lately, if I'm doing cel shading, I'll just come up with colors straight off the color wheel (colorpick and move it darker, more saturated, cooler/warmer depending on the material). OR, one trick I like, I'll draw where I want the shadows all on their own layer, THEN copy my color layer, mask n merge it on top the shading, and multiply that onto the actual layer. So it's the same colors for each exact section multiplied on top of itself? If that makes sense? Does nothing for the Atmosphere but it is Darker, and if I'm drawing them in a void anyways, it works fine. Sometimes I like to just slap a random tilted rectangle on it like its a garfield background. My soft shading is much more trial and error; for those fancy Xiph pin-ups I've been doing, I'll have like 30 different layers going, all doing different shit. Multiply mostly for shading, then for highlights I'll just try overlay/screen/soft light/hard light until something Works. A fun thing I do on these too: To get that "painted" look without adding a bunch of random texture, I use my default lining pen sized WAY up with the opacity WAY down and just go ham. Close up of robot ass for reference.

For ideas: I'd say the majority of the art I put out is "inspired" from something else, like memes or songs or tiktok audios. Honestly, I'd say every piece of information I receive has to pass through a "could this be about my ocs" filter in my brain, and if the answer is even kind of yes, I Will Make It So. Everything is ocs to me <3 and sometimes I inflict those oc thoughts on everyone else :3 For actual Original stuff though? Most of my ideas come about as a natural result of trying to figure something out with my characters. How would they respond to this, how would they do that, how does that work? The whole reason I started doing art is cause I have such a hard time with words, and sometimes drawing it out is just the only way I can communicate a thought. Expressions, camera angles, visual gags, subtle details, timing, those are things I could never figure out in writing. So I make comics and animations!

Sketching, what can I say about sketching. My sketches are very messy because I try for a Zero Erasing method like I do in real life (<- enjoys drawing in pen). If I sit there overthinking every line of a sketch, I get too caught up in the details before I've figured out the full picture. Sketching is for blocking/framing/posing ONLY, clean up is for lineart. I do sketch in only black/grays if that's a thing people care about, but that's because I have very strong thoughts on color, again it's too distracting. The main difference to me (that im sure no one else notices) is I let my sketches get fuzzy from resizing. I'm very particular about my art having NO anti-aliasing/transparent pixels. Crisp and clean, and VERY easy to color. Sketches I have on hand for example. Lil preview of smthin im working on :3c

Actually, sometimes I don't do sketches at all ? Like I go straight to clean lines. Only for certain characters, like LEDD and the lab rats, and if it's not a crazy angle or something. I can just draw them on command at this point. Very handy.

Thank you again for questions ^^ I am. slowly figuring this assignment out.

[skepsiss]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

I was tagged by @strangersteddierthings, I've never even thought about half of these questions, so.... we're gunna go on a journey together. I MISSED SEVERAL QUESTIONS LMAO. LEMME UPDATE.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

18 (I only post like 1/3 of my fics on AO3)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

66,922. I pay such little attention to this kinda stuff xD

3. What fandoms do you write for?

A lot... and a lot more than what is listed on my AO3. If we're friends I'll literally just message you a 2k+ fic in a DM for funsies.

Stranger Things (TV 2016) (8)

Overwatch (Video Game) (5)

Teen Wolf (TV) (1)

Castlevania (Cartoon 2017-2021) (1)

Critical Role (Web Series) (1)

Promare (2019) (1)

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018) (1)

DC Comics / Batman (Tim Drake / Kon-El)

Orphan Black

Marvel (Steve/Tony)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Basket Ball Shorts

Roadrat: The Fire that Covered the World

The Comfort of Warmth (Lio/Galo)

Fifty-fifty (Roadhog / Junkrat)

Perspective (Caleb / Essek)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes. As soon as I see them I will reply with a thank you or to engage with someone's question/musings/etc.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably a Roadrat one. It's been a while since I've read my work, but The Things They Lost is a Roadrat fic where I explored a bunch of like... when Junkrat lost his arm and stuff like that. Brutal, tbh. Next closest is my Alucard (OT3) Castlevania fic where he is BIG SAD about Trevor and Sypha not being there. Nights Spent Alone.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

UUuhhhuhuhuh..... I mostly write sad shit LOL. Milkshakes has a happy ending. It's a 2 part modern-day Steddie fic about the boys asking each other out on a date over Instagram.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've never seen any hate on my fics before.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Uhh, yeah. I do. PWP or With Plot. I like full stories that have smut that BELONGS there, but then we've got just straight-up PWP. That is what Basketball short is tbh.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

No, never written a crossover. I've written lots of AUs though.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No. Dunno how I'd figure that out.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope. Dunno what that would look like tbh.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Steddie; for right now. My other top 3 are Harley/Ivy, Tim/Kon-El, and Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

NO IDEA. Lol, all my unfinished WIPs are either ones I have no interest in finishing (Roadrat), or ones I can complete faith in being able to finish (Steddie)

16. What are your writing strengths?

Speed. I can compose a story very quickly and put it together.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I never promote myself/share. I'm really bad at sharing my works. Additionally, I'm bad at finishing things before I lose interest.... eep.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Uuhh maybe. I def have some Ancient Greek and Latin in my up-coming Robin (Stobin platonic) fic.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I'm not sure... maybe Batman (Tim/Jason or Tim/Kon). I RP'd A LOT from ages 13-18 and had like 5-8 rps going at once for a whole bunch of fandoms. (Naruto, OCs in the Star Wars universe, Tim/Kon, and more I can't remember atm).

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Ooohhh, I dunno. I'm bad at picking favourites. Right now I'm pretty proud of my Because I Want You Steddie fic. It's Steve and Eddie as 30-year-olds with kids. They broke up in their 20s and are trying to get back together in their 30s. Eddie has a complete breakdown in it, but Steve is there to tell him that he loves him.

I don't think about this stuff at all xDDD Fic writing is just a pass time for me. This will be the first time EVER in over 18 years of writing fic that I've EVER participated in an exchange/Big Bang. I'll tag @medusapelagia @oh-stars @br0ck-eddie @kallisto-k

[caesarslegion]

I think you should simply answer all the questions ❤️

also putting @dudethatsgay's ask here :3

❔ - How to tell your muse is horny?

fresno is a very touchy flirty kind of person. i think their demeanor definitely changes to like. trying to get closer, grabbing, grinding, etc with others and also like, stupid shit like "haha thats so cool do you wanna go in the back" or something. theyre a very bedroom eyes kinda person as well.

🔷 - How often does your muse have sex?

in a constant conundrum between "very often" and "not as often as expected because they're kind of a pain to be around". i like to imagine mmmmmmaybe it fluctuates? depends on who and how long do they stay around them and how much the other party is fond of cringefail people

🔲 - In general - How long does it take for them to have sex with someone they find appealing if that someone shows interest into them as well?

literally just straight away if they want to. i dont think fresno bothers too much with courting and they're deathly afraid of dating so i imagine it's like. well if you wanna bang why not bang. why all this bullshit. theyre very direct with stuff like that

💬 - Would your muse rather spend the night at their own place or their partners instead?

i think they have no real preference, though maybe they would get bogged up on the idea of like. is going in their house a way of intimacy or is it casual or am i being vulnerable if i invite them over. and maybe just like settle for a hotel. i think their house is like, sort of their "home turf" essentially and "safer" but like i think they're a hair trigger away from snowballing and calling a motel if anyone says anything

🔵 - What activity to do with them to get them relaxed and in the mood?

hmmm. i think definitely a lot of touching/groping/massaging, dirty talk, in kinkier scenes i definitely think that bondage and setting up things for the scenes would get them in the mood. touching and kissing and scenes all get them riled up pretty well.

✔️ - Which things do they enjoy especially when having sex?

rough sex, pleasurable pain, definitely a lot more like on the masochist scale and because theyre a switch i like to imagine it depends mostly on their mood, but like sometimes it's like. dom. sub. i do think they're definitely into like, being Shown Their Place.

⛔ - How would they signal their partner that they are not into something during sex?

definitely vocal about it. they will be like "hey cut that shit out" if they dont like it. and they're very stubborn about it. insist at your own risk.

💤 - In which position would they like to sleep in with their partner afterwards? And what position are they likely to end up in instead?

i like to imagine they wouldnt like to sleep with their partner much, or like at least solo, but they get spooned because. yes <3. little spoon

⚠️ - How to tell that your muse needs comfort after or during sex?

they'd rather die than voice that. i think it's really subtle like maybe just like, deflated. maybe theyre definitely like, less energetic or flirty and definitely like a lot more like. hold me. its up to the other toooooooooo. prety much figure it out

💭 - Which sexual desire are they too embarrassed about to tell anyone? And in which situation would it be obvious enough to show?

because fresno is my kink oc they have a lot of things that they are ou and about but like i think. in the character sense it would be like. comfort. love. dating. but its very hard and very complicated because. well you know. distrust and feelings scary. i think it's like they would like that kind of thing that is like. kinda taboo for them.

on the kink side of things uhhhhh. well. [gets shy]

[lunastars21]

More hooligan and now shoplifters headcanons! :D

Fang does play call of duty when given the chance too, mostly if he has no work on certain days. Hell, he may even team up with shadow if he's down to play some rounds as well, they both obliterate on the battlefield (Yes my shadow plays call of duty too lol)

Although Karl, Konor, and Jeff are very overprotective of Nic, they have their own sexualities. Konor is gay so he sees Nic as a sister, Karl is straight but knows he has no chance with nic ( he tried it backfired) and Jeff is asexual, he isn't interested in anyone.

Bark rather prefers to write poetry alone, because if he tries with the other hooligans they would try to hover over his shoulder and read it.

The Marvelous Queen gained sentience by an odd glowy orb fusing into her, that orb was a small part of Fang's mother, her personality. Although Queen is her own being and has her own goals and intentions, she acts as a motherly figure to fang because of this.

Corsen The mouse (My oc) is the newest member of the Hooligans, her brush was stolen by Eggman one day and she rushed to get it back, succeeding and taking a golden broach she found as well, but getting captured by Eggman as she was escaping. She ended up in a casino like zone and was a live prize to any winner with enough cash to buy her. But fang noticed her golden broach and broke her out to steal it, in the end she simply gave it to him as a thank you for saving her and mentioning having no where to go, this made fang feel irritated and guilty so he brought her along, he still got his money so whatever lol.

Even though they are Rivals at first, the Hooligans and Shoplifters do get along after working together to break out of prison, once out Fang covers his end of the deal by helping Nic get her memories back, after trial an error she eventually remembers her brother and both teams have a permanent friendship.

Honey The cat is not a member of the hooligans but does make deals with them in order to expand her brand, plus going on adventures with a buncha idiots is always fun!

Konor, Karl and Jeff cannot eat lunch with fang, they just get an uneasy feeling. Unless nic Is there, then it's fine!

Nic does own the millennium Falcon like her Archie counter part, but she got it from a garage sale for a cheap price, plus she's a bit of a star wars fan, she binge watch the whole series with fang.

Nic: "okay so the First three prequel movies suck ass but the next three are fuckin badass"

Fang: "what about the recent three"

Nic: "suck ass but it's important for the lore"

Fang: "mother fucker-"

But hey if Fang can cosplay as Luke and nic as princess Leia that's a win win gents, also ya know damn well fang is gonna love the mandolorian that's a good shit.

Bean is asexual as well, he doesn't want cooties, "DISGUSTANG" says bean.

Bean is a pro gamer, he has all the recent gaming consoles...NOOO he didn't steal em or anything.

Bark does pushups with both fang and bean on his back and they just count how many he has for him, Fang sometimes has a megaphone and bean waves pom poms.

Team Hooligan and team shoplifters do have videogame nights, so far they've finished Mario RPG together, 100% (Bean had to fight culex and he was having such a hard time he almost threw out the television)

Corsen spray paints and vandalizes many buildings in a ton of city's, most of them being the hooligans together and eventually she adds the Shoplifters with them as well.

Nic has no idea who Fiona is in this universe, and she's only heard of mighty from other people but never met him properly. (Same for bark and bean)

Fang took Corsen on a first date to a fancy restaurant, Yes bean and bark we're watching undercover, undetected, using newspapers to hide their faces, fuckin sneaky.

Yes Nic made the other shoplifter members watch star wars with her, ya Wana be Nic's friend? You're obligated to watch star wars, ALL OF EM.

Bark does hibernate, but not a very long time, can't leave fang and bean alone for too long they'll start a fire!

And that's all for now :3 may update with a few more things before making another headcanon post lol

[matryx7728]

dear god

1: medibang, krita, ibispaint

2: i can only draw most things facing right except for the fucking v models from ultrakill i have to draw them at least facing somewhat forward i don’t know

3: i can’t really understand what this question means at the moment my reading comprehension is fucked sorry

4: gabriel ultrakill .. 💔💔💔 cant draw him good for the life of me

5: i show like everything i draw to a very small discord server of very close friends but i hardly post any of my art anywhere else so

6: there’s way too much here for me to list

7: painting. like on a real canvas i love it so much but i just can not do it

8: i was gonna make a thing with my current sona and my old sona ghat j could redraw like every month or something but like i kind of just Didn’t

9: i name my files mostly just the thing i drew. like if i draw my oc v0 i’ll name it like ‘v0 doodle.png’ or something however @cikdik would have a very good answer for this question

10: i hate drawing all clothes i don’t know how to do it

11: music very loudly always my v0 playlist mostly

12: probably arms but when it comes to anything animalistic the face and the legs

13: i don’t really have one of these as far as i can remember

14: body horror, gore, horror in general things like that i also like religious themes a lot but that’s just cause i really really like ultrakill

15: anywhere i have access to my phone or my tablet i guess

16: reference images which is funny cause that’s all i fucking draw half the time it’s either that or whatever character i’m drawing just standing there side profile and it’s kind of frustrating

17: i don’t eat when i draw but i will drink. mostly flavored water, tea or juice

18: not much i draw digitally most of the time for the past like four years

19: uhhhi have no idea unless robots count and i don’t think they do

20: not really any specific thing but i make my sketches very fast apparently like for mostly anything i’ll take at most like maybe 20 minutes for a sketch or doodle i think

21: that kind of like. scraggly roundish art style i have no idea how to describe it better but i love it i just try to draw more angularly you know

22: absolutely none unless you count constantly cracking my knuckles as a habit

23: no i don’t know how they work i’m trying to figure them out though

24: no i hardly ever remember to use references and i think that’s not good for me but hey

25: j can’t remember anything named specifically but it happens often

26: i don’t really have many actuall like. pieces and if i do i haven’t posted them so

27: no my dumbass always goes straight in and then i’m like shit hold on and then doodle a million other things while i’m halfway through and forget what i’m doing

28: artfight if that counts this year will be my third on artfight

29: like uh. mostly everythjng j think the only media that really influences my art has been wings of fire and ultrakill i guess

30: i don’t post most of my finished art like at all i don’t have many pieces to go unappreciated but like. that one time i made that shitpost of gabriel and me and @cikdik ‘s ultrakill angel ocs on the ‘save the turtles. that’s a fucking frog’ video i think that’s my magnum opus /j

@cikdik (i tagged you like twice already in this sorry) @athiav2 @adriaue

Weirdly Specific Artist Ask Game

Didn't see a lot of artist ask games, wanted to make a silly one.

(I wrote this while sick out of my mind last year and it's been collecting dust in my drafts, I might as well let it run free) 1. Art programs you have but don't use

2. Is it easier to draw someone facing left or right (or forward even)

3. What ideas come from when you were little

4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw

5. Estimate of how much of your art you post online vs. the art you keep for yourself

6. Anything that might inspire you subconsciously (i.e. this horse wasn't supposed to look like the Last Unicorn but I see it)

7. A medium of art you don't work in but appreciate

8. What's an old project idea that you've lost interest in

9. What are your file name conventions

10. Favorite piece of clothing to draw

11. Do you listen to anything while drawing? If so, what

12. Easiest part of body to draw

13. A creator who you admire but whose work isn't your thing

14. Any favorite motifs

15. *Where* do you draw (don't drop your ip address this just means do you doodle at a park or smth)

16. Something you are good at but don't really have fun doing

17. Do you eat/drink when drawing? if so, what

18. An estimate of how much art supplies you've broken

19. Favorite inanimate objects to draw (food, nature, etc.)

20. Something everyone else finds hard to draw but you enjoy

21. Art styles nothing like your own but you like anyways

22. What physical exercises do you do before drawing, if any

23. Do you use different layer modes

24. Do your references include stock images

25. Something your art has been compared to that you were NOT inspired by

26. What's a piece that got a wildly different interpretation from what you intended

27. Do you warm up before getting to the good stuff? If so, what is it you draw to warm up with

28. Any art events you have participated in the past (like zines)

29. Media you love, but doesn't inspire you artistically

30. What piece of yours do you think is underrated

[callisthoe06]

Intro (so y'all know who I am lolz)

Hi! You can call me "Cal" (not my real name but I find it cute so why not? lol), I'm a 19y/o bisexual (I love men EVEN MORE though) writer and a bit of an artist from the Philippines (it's hot as hell here) I'm mostly an NSFW writer and artist (Twitter, Instagram, and Ao3 are the same as my Tumblr username but pls no harassment if my works offend your moral minds) I'm pretty friendly, especially if we're into the same fandom and as long as you don't write and draw shit of my favorite characters getting hurt, we'll get along fine as long as you can deal with my unhingedness (also me very horny) I'm pretty short IRL and I'm a pretty optimistic person (even though I'm trying to burn the last remaining bits of my optimism cuz of how traumatized I am right now). Just casually trying to hang on to that little sliver of hope and happiness inside me before I let my intrusive thoughts take over again. Fandoms I love: 1.) Tales of Arcadia 2.) Godzilla 3.) Gamera 4.) My Little Pony 5.) HTTYD 6.) My Little Pony 7.) Jurassic World 8.) Murder Drones My favorite character from each fandom: 1.) Douxie Casperan 2.) Mothra 3.) Iris 4.) Dirk Thistleweed 5.) Hiccup Haddock 6.) Dirk Thistleweed 7.) Kenji Kon 8.) N STUFF I LOVE: I love Douxie Casperan, Krel Tarron, Mothra films, Kaiju films, collecting Kaiju figures until I run out of money, Douxie being an Alpha Dom Top, Tales of Arcadia, HTTYD, Hazbin Hotel, Voltron, MLP, crop tops, butterflies, moths, dinosaurs, sunny skies, sunsets, BDSM, pop and R&B music, visualizing about crazy animatics in my head while listening to music, drawing...gay stuff (18+), and writing hardcore, unhinged kinky smut. Favorite Mothra film: Rebirth of Mothra Favorite Godzilla film: Godzilla vs. Biollante Favorite Animated series: Wizards: Tales of Arcadia Favorite Animated Film: HTTYD 2 Favorite Song: Rain on Me, Crayons, and Next to You Favorite Musical Artist/s: Ariana Grande, CupcakKe, Lady Gaga Favorite Kaiju: Mothra Favorite Color: I seem to side myself with blue as much as possible (though, I love Teal, Violet, Purple, and Vermillion as well) Favorite food: Pancakes, waffles, and BBQ fries lol STUFF I HATE: (If you wanna interact with me, PLS under any circumstances DO NOT talk about this shit especially the one italicized, bold, and in red text) Whump fics, angst fics, karens, homophobes, racism, drama, Zoe Ashildr, Colonel Kubritz, King Arthur, Fanfics where Douxie is a submissive bottom, being abused, or hurt (seriously though, WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!), floods, mud, cheese, the color pink, the words "pterodactyl, brontosaurus, paradox, and gaslight", boring lectures, most of humanity, the military, unethical human experimentation, the government, politics, people who complain a lot, alcohol, darkness, Antis, the happy birthday song (because it offends me), interruptions, soldiers, most straight canon ships, cheese, haircuts, uninvited guests... ~ (have this cute lil' pic of me from last year with my Battra figure, hehe~)

Currently, I'm trying to write a crapsaccharine story about my OCs. Simply titled "Callisto", it's about a young demigod prince who must join forces with his friends to help control Earth's population and save their home from the multiple magical forces that threaten it. (so far I've barely progressed but I've got a few ideas that just need to be executed properly). Lastly, my birthday is on July 29

[starlitsunday]

holds my head. the scp oc au rot continues i am just noting it down bc i am mildly tipsy

krita —

half-fae

formerly known as leia katz. she got involved with one of 3125's fifthist hosts, got in too deep, and ended up escaping by giving herself a head injury

this kind of had the effect of knocking leia's name and gender off. "krita" as a nickname came from the drawing program. he's an artist who specializes in cognitohazards and calming agents

except sometimes part of 3125 would show up in his art and get people killed. he ended up with an scp number of his own. he can't remember it bc that's Not His Name

he's mostly immune to his own art. his brain broke in such a way that they just kinda... censor themselves into patterns of pretty colors

he's lowkey in love with the wheelers. he can't remember marion's name for a long time so he calls her "madam firefly"

joins the serpent's hand. starts embroidering his patterns onto flags and uses those as his RPG Weapon Of Choice

sunny — double agent for the serpent's hand

they're the second researcher assigned to krita after the first one gets eaten by spiders (whoops.)

definitely a wizard of some kind

they bust out with krita and bring him to their buds

they have at least one GAW contact

they host open mics at their cafe in the wanderer's library :)

lotte —

has been in with the foundation as long as he remembers. an agent krita just knows as mr. lang

crawled out of scp-2000 one day. we don't know why

(might be a kind of reincarnation of the poor motherfucker from "v is for violence". the universe owes him a second chance)

anyway clef kinda takes him under his wing when he becomes an agent and goes like Yeah this place isn't nice to people like us. Try and be chill and don't get noticed so you don't end up with a number of your own?

has a lowkey antimemetic effect of his own as a result. might be a reality warper

assigned to figure out what krita's history is as an agent. befriends him and sunny ends up letting them escape during a breach, but stays with the foundation himself. convinced he's stuck there

unfortunately things go straight to shit two months later. the rest of the foundation and also most of everything becomes Property Of Starfish. he springs whatever unaffected anomalies he can from containment, mostly kids and young adults, and goes on the run

he gets pretty fucked up by The Supernatural Fash at some point and sunny + krita have to get him out of the universe and into the library. might be where this iteration of the character loses her sight. either way having a near death experience gets her to go "fuck it i trans my gender" and she starts going by lotte

dead fianceé. might come back as an AI

anyway they all end up as either allies or agents of vanguard. and kritas going to kiss miss wild light and also adam's ghost tenderly

[xavalav]

I don’t know anything about destiny but hiiiiii

HELLO. destiny <33

anyways all you need to know about my destiny au is that eret is an awoken warlock and wilbur is a human warlock and they have a weird rivalry going on right up until eret goes to the dreaming city and sort of abandons her post in the vanguard to help the awoken of the reef and wilbur is all pissy about it and philza minecraft is a gunslinger hunter who uses nighthawk and is generally a menace to society. also techno is a sun breaker titan i will be taking no criticisms on this. i literally have a list of every character and what i think their race, class, subclass, and exotic armor of choice would be im so hehgdhfjf

AND MY OCS. my ocs <3 my main guardian ocs are maya quinni val miya and lazarus-7. they are my babies i’m holding them in the palms of my hands. maya and quinni are both warlocks val is a titan and miya and laz are hunters. i need to make a sixth just to even it all out so i can have a full fireteam of fucking weirdos but they. argdgdgsgeg. maya is my asshole warlock who thinks she’s better than everyone (and kind of is) and is deathly afraid of connection so she just doesn’t! she’s a praxic warlock but she really doesn’t care about their beliefs she’s just kind of there for the perks it earns her and the power it gives her over others. quinni on the other hand is my sarcastic laid back goofball who is smarter than she lets on and plays dumb to learn more about the world around her to her benefit. she’s on of calus’ shadows and does many missions for him but she’s mostly there to keep tabs on him. still she thinks calus is fun and doesn’t mind doing his dirty work. quinni and maya get confused a lot because they are both very powerful and well known figures and they have this weird rivalry about it. but val. oh val <3 straight as an arrow she is. very honest and to the point. she’s a little blunt, very dense, but kind and pure of heart. has a bit of a thing for quinni because those two often run duo missions together and while quinni annoyed the fuck out of her at first, she really really grew on val and now this poor titan is so flustered all the time and is fighting for her LIFE. very lawful good but not like a huge dick about it if that makes sense. she will stand up for her beliefs and morals but she does have a soft spot for her friends and if someone is able to convince her something needs to be done in a less than stellar way, she won’t necessarily participate but she’ll turn to look the other way. miya is my darling hunter. my baby boy. he’s selectively mute and i love him sososo much. he’s a bit clumsy (ie. he falls off the tower all the time those guardrails have nothing on the power of a hunter missing his jump) but he is all about precision and accuracy in the battlefield. mainly uses bows hand cannons and sniper rifles. he’s one of ikora’s hidden and is close with eris. he was close with cayde before his untimely death and sometimes wears his cloak just to remember him. very bad at emotions too, lots of repression until they explode but he’s getting better because he has his friends. and last but certainly not least, lazarus-7. an exo hunter whose head is stuck in the clouds. very spacey but a reliable ally on the battlefield. he does fuck up a lot though and seems to pick the wrong side of things more often than not. some accuse him of maliciously trying to tear down the city, the vanguard, even humanity but those statements couldn’t be further from the truth. he is a genuinely good person and is always trying his best, his best just sometimes isn’t enough.

im soso normal about destiny and its universe if you couldn't tell. this isn't even half of the shit i have written down for my ocs i have so much more about them and i have designs and weapons and subclasses for them to use and i just. aghahghgjdasgdh i love vidja game.