#A handful of them are in desperate need of redesigns tbh

[neonmice]

Character master post

making an Character list to make finding shit easier (will be replaced eventually by a masterpost for all my projects not only my sports one)

I would love asks about them (as long as they are appropriate) eventho they mainly exist for shorthands in my (soon to be) Comics

Each of them are linked, and I will add a little description to make it clearer who is who if I didnt add their logos :)

(list under the cut to make the post neater)

VfL Bochum

Borussia Dortmund

Eintracht Braunschweig

St. Pauli

FC Bayern München

Eintracht Frankfurt

1860 München

1.FC Köln (goat)

FC Schalke 04

Hansa Rostock

Hamburger SV

Borussia Gladbach (black hair)

Hannover 96 [cameo]

Fortuna Düsseldorf (pink hair)

Werder Bremen

Bayer Leverkusen (lab coat)

MSV Duisburg

VfL Wolfsburg

SG Wattenscheid

Holstein Kiel

Rot-Weiß Oberhausen

Westfalia Herne

Rot-Weiss Essen

Schwarz-Weiß Essen

[yeets-ix]

@sonic-oc-showdown

✨- "Impact" just sounded cool for a guy whose deal is punching so hard it makes shockwaves TBH - the name was decided before he even became a cowboy.

🌼 - He's a BIT older than Sonic, 16-17. Doesn't really act like it though when he's not in his "Sheriff" persona.

🌺- In my brain movies, he's got this one outlaw dude who he's always butting heads with and trying to catch, whose relationship with him is also VERY gay-coded. He's a mosasaur because I'm a secret paleo-nerd. Gotta give him a better name than "Tyler Saurus" tbh

🍕 - I'm going to defy my source pages and say "Onion rings." He also really likes them on a good, fresh-grilled "cowboy burger."

💼 - He's the sheriff! He basically just applies that to being the protector of his island. There isn't any "police" or anything, considering it's a small island settlement. He just likes being "sheriff."

🎹 - He's a surprisingly exquisite cook! A SHRIMP FRIED THAT RICE. Although pincer-hands can make certain recipes more difficult... dunno if that design element is gonna stay tbh. Maybe he also collects dried seashells, considering the star on his cowboy hat is meant to be a dried sea star.

🎯 - He's got a really keen eye for detail, not just because he can see more colors. Almost photographic memory if he wants to have it. He's also come up with a surprising amount of uses for shockwaves, whether firing them underwater to heat things up, or using them to propel himself through the air - maybe he can even go at super speed by just PUNCHING BEHIND HIM.

🥊 -He loves INTERROGATING people, because he's GOOD at it! He hates doing stuff at night because he's freakin' terrified of the dark. He's also insecure about his freckles, so he wore a bandana at first to look more intimidating.

❤️ - This is where we start getting into bridging today with five years ago - parts I'm not sure about! Probably some really fun cowboy LARP with his BFF/brother figure Archer the Fish.

✂️ - His dad just disappearing from the island when he was just BARELY old enough to process it.

🧊 - He wasn't always a cowboy. He was originally a more laid-back, neutral character who didn't have a drawn design - he'd randomly pick whatever side he agreed with more in any conflict. His MS Paint cowboy design was created in a sudden eruption of motivation (I get those) long before I ever actually dedicated myself to Sonic art. He is also in desperate need of another redesign, something simpler with fewer colors.

🍀 - I wanted a cool yet down-to-earth OC who would seamlessly fit into the game/comic world, and I wanted a Sonic OC based on a cool real-life animal with some kind of superpower of its own. Then someone on a Discord server suggested I make him a cowboy, and... here we are.

🌂 - He's a Western guy. And he's going Yeehaw Mode.

💚 - Impact is crusty cis... and very much bi. I originally intended for him to have a crush on Knuckles when he was trying to be more connected to the outside Sonic world, but now he's got that mosasaur toxic yaoi guy, so...

🙌 - He's got his brother/"deputy" Archer, an... archerfish who uses a bow and arrow and maybe SOME hydro kinetic powers. Or he just built a special bow that shoots water arrows... hmmm. I did conceive a couple of OCs around Impact - I wanted his island to have a little culture like Spiral Hill. Dunno how that will hold up.

🍎 - His dad was a pig. I'm probably scrapping his old backstory, but his biological dad SUCKED. Archer's parents, while we never really see them, are chill and Impact loves them.

🧠 - I like how out there he is, while still being grounded. I'll admit - I've conditioned myself to be iffy with crazy OP Sonic OCs. Your hedgehogs and Black Arms and chaos gods are all cool, really, but making one of my own just isn't my style. I'd rather make cool obscure animals into fun Mobians with outlandish powers that could be used for small but cool stories. That's just me.

✏️ - I literally dusted him off from when IDW was new to submit him. I barely remembered he exists. He's just my first "serious" Sonic OC not made for a specific story, and my "flagship" one. Can you tell by how much I'm struggling to remember and add as I write this, that I need to workshop him a LOT with my new ideas and understandings?

💎 - He might graphically lose an arm/hand down the line... and get a cool upgrade to replace it. He'd also DEFINITELY go down shooting in the Metal Virus. But him just straight-up dying, I... eh. He doesn't get favoritism immortality, I'll go with that.

💀 - He's so fucking scared of the dark oh my lord, he sleeps with a nightlight and doesn't want to dive in deep water where he can't see the bottom. Stick him, Sonic and Tangle in an underwater cave and cities will burn.

🍩 - BAD OLD LORE TIME! HIS ARCHNEMESIS WAS MIMIC! And guess why... Impact's dad killed Mimic's mom and then drove him off the island just for being her son! That's why Impact's dad left! That's the beginning of Mimic's entire spiral into villainy! I may KINDA keep this around, since it would make sense with all the sea creatures on an island and Mimic's possible country accent, but... wow.

🎓 - First made him when IDW was new, partially inspired by Tangle, and connected him to Mimic basically when Mimic was first revealed/accepted by the fandom (we literally guessed his name)... so, 5-6 years lol

🍥 - Somewhere between 15 and 18... I had some crappy CRAPPY OCs beforehand when I didn't quite even understand Sonic. Impact is my first genuinely good one.

Ask Game for someone’s OC(s)

✨- How did you come up with the OC’s name?

🌼 - How old are they? (Or approximate age range)

🌺- Do they have any love interest(s)?

🍕 - What is their favorite food?

💼 - What do they do for a living?

🎹 - Do they have any hobbies?

🎯 -What do they do best?

🥊 -What do they love to do? What do they hate to do?

❤️ - What is one of your OC’s best memories?

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

🧊 - Is their current design the first one?

🍀 - What originally inspired the OC?

🌂 - What genre do they belong in?

💚 - What is your OC’s gender identity and sexuality?

🙌 - How many sibling does your OC have?

🍎 - What is the OC’s relationship w/their parents like?

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

✏️ - How often do you draw/write about the OC?

💎 - Do you ever see yourself killing off the OC?

💀 - Does your OC have any phobias?

🍩 -Who is your OC’s arch-nemesis or rival?

🎓 - How long have you had the OC?

🍥 - What age were you when you created the OC?

[silveredglass]

Aha, Thank you @serpensthesia for thinking I deserved I’m a bit unsure of that tbh because I am a dag but anyway .. to be tagged in this first lines meme. I am not sure of the rules tbh but these are the first lines / paragraphs of some stuff of mine.,

So, this is my Drarry unpublished WIP

Quiet - Inspired by @charlotte-bird‘s picture (which I am in love with) I am writing an Eighth Year Fic ™ about Draco and Harry and concepts of home (spoiler home is not a place or a person) It’s going to be about 18000 words and it’s almost done. It’s been distracting me a lot lately actually..

Eighth year back at Hogwarts is a quiet dream. There had been no sorting this first year back. The concept of houses and divisions too much for people to contend with. 

And this is my WIP Drarry which I am very bad at updating but it helps to motivate me to publish by chapter.

Worm Juice - Your mid-twenties are as good a time as any to have a bit of a delayed breakdown. Maybe take up an interest in gardening. Maybe take up an interest in your arch nemesis.. 

The gate creaks when he opens it. Actually, it's more of a screech, a high whine which for a moment makes Draco's skin goose bump and his shoulders tense. It's a grating noise that's far too reminiscent of the screams and cries that used to echo around the Manor, an eerie welcome home.

Okkay and these are my other unpublished WIPs .. Which I may have pasted more then one line but oh well.

Tomlinshaw Regency Fic -  Look, this is a kinda crack fic that possibly has some light a/b/o dynamics so as to adhere to period correct gender dynamics. It’s loosely based on Friday’s Child by Georgette Heyer  and it’s just such an odd thing but I love it. Basically Nick gets cross that renowned beauty/childhood bff Harry won’t marry him - and due to reasons (he’s a dashing buck on the town & has debts to pay) swears to his mother & uncle (who control his fortune until he marries) that he’ll marry the next eligible person he sees. Who ends up being well-born but penniless Louis. Hi-jinks ensue.

“Stop, My Lord you must stop, I can hear no more and I will not change my mind!” Harry  has twisted his body and is looking dramatically over his shoulder towards the large open French doors that lead to the patio and then down to his Mother’s recently redesigned formal gardens.  

Despite himself Nick starts laughing as he gets up from his position on his knees in front of the other man, “Stop with the theatrics Harry, if you refuse my hand I will not press you, but damn it you should explain yourself.” 

At the curse Harry gasps dramatically and turns his head quickly, “Viscount Grimshaw I would thank you to keep proper manners!” Then he adds in a simpering tone, “No matter how much I imagine your heart must be breaking.” 

Nick laughs outright now, “Come on Harry, my heart’s not breaking, and don’t play the shrinking violet with me, I’ve heard you curse like a pirate." He turns and strides across the room and pours himself a drink from the decanter on the side table, "Now little one, explain your refusal.”

Some Larry ones can go under the cut ...

Lane Five - Louis goes home for Uni half term break. It’s spring but the days seem long and slow, as if it's summer. Harry Styles keeps kissing him and then leaving. Louis decides to make his own luck. (Actually if anyone out there wants to read some H/L fluff and Brit-pic some uni holiday stuff for me hit a gal up, this is practically done.) 

His muscles are burning to the point that feels as if his legs are made of literal fire, and he’s sending messages to the damn things to move faster - faster, but they're not. The nerve impulses must be getting drowned out by the screaming pain of his overworked thighs and calves.   

He can hear himself making a horrid gasping noise with every intake of breath, his blood vessels desperate for oxygen.  

There's a final almost sickening jolt of adrenaline which allows him one extra push forward, but it’s too late.  

There is nothing more he can do.  

Max is already pumping his fists in the air in victory and before Louis can even think about comprehending what a total wanker the guy is, he’s across the line as well

The Spaced!AU - I had a little search and I couldn’t find a Spaced AU so, well, here we go. Louis is Tim, Harry is Daisy, Niall is Mark, Liam is Twist and Zayn is (predictably) Brian. Martha is Martha because if she wasn't you'd want her back for good.   It’s not going to be totally the same in terms of plot, it’s inspired by; not an exact tribute too.. But I hope still fun while at the same time expanding on some of the eek-time-to-real-adult issues that Spaced touched on.

Louis is standing in the small front garden watching Aiden throw his footie kit out of the second story bedroom window. He's yelling something down at him but Louis’ not listening properly, he’s tracking the floppy floating of his shorts as they fall and drift into the neighbour’s privet hedge.  

Fucking great. There is no way Louis can up that reach that high to rescue them.  He searches  around for some kind of implement to help him reach them and he's bent over trying to fish a sick out from under the scraggly rose bush by the letter box when his left boot lands cleat first and hard on the centre of his back at the exact same time as he hears the voice of his ex-friend now mortal enemy.  

“Louis, you’re down on your knees in the dirt you know.” Tom says observantly, like the douchey observant prat that he is. 

Louis looks up squinting, Tom is carrying a moving box, not a hair out of place, “Yeah, yeah, I am Tom and you're moving in with my boyfriend before the last of my stuff is even out of the house” 

Louis can observe things to.

Great Spring Show -  Louis is building a garden, Liam is trying to keep him sane while he does, Niall is into rock and Zayn is the supposed enemy over the fence. Harry is the new Hot-New-Face-of-English-Gardening who Louis can’t stand. But somehow Louis’ future has ended up resting in Harry’s over hyped (and far too clean to be a proper gardener’s) hands. - Set at Chelsea Flower Show it’s a getting back together / hate to love thing. 

His eyes are sore and dry and he's actually having trouble focusing properly now but despite this he reaches out and clicks play on the flyover in the CAD again. There are so many alerts pending on his phone and at least seventeen tabs open on his browser and he really needs to go sleep. Louis glances at the clock on the computer screen and moans. He needs to be up in four hours. But still he sits at the desk, eyes not moving from the screen. 

There is a sudden bang on the flimsy door to his bedroom and Liam is yelling, "Louis you awake, Niall has a problem with the rocks." 

And what the fuck. No. Louis grabs his phone and starts dialing Niall's number as he flings open the door. Liam is standing on the other side in his pants, his hair sticking straight up and brow furrowed. 

"Niall’s going straight to fucking voicemail, what the fucks going on?" Louis shouts, turning around with Liam following inside the room. 

"Lou, mate, Nialler is on the phone with me." Liam says gently holding his own phone out towards him while he looks at Louis laptop open on the desk, still playing the flythrough.