#Ellie full on chaotic energy

[chaengluva]

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Nerd! Loser! Ellie Williams x Fem! Popular! Reader

WC: 1.6k (sorry it’s short, I’ll make the next ones longer)

Warnings: None

Part 1: Prev/Next

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The school buzzed with its usual chaotic energy—students laughing, lockers slamming, and shoes squeaking against polished floors.

For Ellie Williams, it was sensory overload, a daily reminder of how much she despised high school. She kept her head down as she weaved through the bustling hallway, her headphones perched securely on her head, though no music played.

They weren’t for entertainment; they were for survival, a barrier between her and the world she tried so hard to avoid.

Ellie stopped at her locker, tugging at the handle with her hoodie-covered hands.

Her textbooks were lined up like soldiers, each black cover marked with a tiny sticker: red for maths, blue for physics, green for history.

Ellie loved organization, and she hated bright colors, so this system was her perfect balance. She grabbed the books she needed, carefully closed her locker, and slipped her hands back into her pockets.

Maths, physics, and history made up the start of her day, and while most people would find that lineup miserable,

Ellie didn’t mind. She liked the logic of it, the predictability. There was no guessing, no group work, just numbers, facts, and dates. That didn’t mean she didn’t feel the pressure, though.

An upcoming maths exam loomed over her, and the constant chatter from her classmates made it hard to concentrate.

Ellie clenched her jaw, her pencil tapping rhythmically against the desk as she tried to block out the noise. She had to focus—she couldn’t afford to miss anything if she wanted to get into a good university.

Art was her true escape, though. Later in the day, when she could finally swap equations and historical timelines for her sketchbook, Ellie felt the tension ease from her shoulders.

She loved sketching more than anything else. It was her way of expressing what she couldn’t say, of creating worlds far removed from her own.

Meanwhile, across the school, your day was starting very differently. You strolled into the building a full thirty minutes late, your heels clicking confidently against the tile floor. You were the complete opposite of Ellie—where she avoided attention, you thrived in it. Ellie dressed in dull, baggy clothes, while you dressed in pinks and mini skirts.

Walking next to your best friend, Olivia, you laughed loudly, drawing the stares and whispers of your peers as if you didn’t notice. But you noticed. You always noticed.

“I don’t understand why Jake even tried hitting on you,” Olivia said, rolling her eyes dramatically. “I mean, you’re so out of his league it’s embarrassing.”

You giggled, brushing her comment off with a playful shrug. “Oh, don’t be mean. He’s sweet… in his own way.”

“Sweet doesn’t make him your type,” Olivia said, raising an eyebrow.

You just smiled, dodging the conversation as you reached your locker. Unlike Ellie’s, yours was a chaotic mess of papers, pens, and random odds and ends. You grabbed whatever notebook and pen were closest, not bothering to check if they were the right ones for your next class. Organization wasn’t exactly your strong suit.

“Anyway, I’ll see you later,” you said, waving Olivia off as you made your way to the gym for PE. You didn’t bother changing; your teacher had long given up trying to get you to participate.

Instead, you sat on the bleachers, scrolling through TikTok, sending snaps, and texting your friends about weekend plans.

The attention didn’t faze you. You were used to the way people’s heads turned at the sound of your heels, the way their conversations paused briefly as you passed by.

Back in maths, Ellie was growing more agitated by the minute. The constant chatter of her classmates made it nearly impossible to focus on the teacher’s explanations.

Her hands clenched into fists under the desk, her mind racing with formulas and deadlines. The bell rang, and Ellie shot out of her seat, meticulously gathering her things and heading straight to her next class.

You walked out of the gym and your head quickly shot to the side quickly when you saw Ellie rushing to get to class, it made you giggle as you shook your head, mumbling “Nerd.”

The two of you had passed each other in the hallway before, maybe even brushed shoulders once or twice, but neither of you had ever really noticed the other.

Your next class went by really quickly, now you have history, you slowly walked to history because you really didn’t feel like showing up, but you knew you had to.

When you walked into the classroom, your eyes went straight to Ellie, she was sitting at the front of the classroom, she was sitting up straight and listening carefully to what the teacher was saying, you rolled your eyes and shoved past her and sat at the back of the room, putting your headphones in and ignoring the teacher.

“For the next 3 months, you will be working on a project with a partner, the two of you will choose an historical event and make a physical poster and a presentation,” The teacher exclaims, the students roll their eyes and already plan who they want to be with.

The teacher interrupted them with something all students hated hearing, “I will be assigning your partners.”

Louder groans were heard, and everyone rolled their eyes as the teacher began to list out names. “Dina and James, Vanessa and Lily, Emma and Olivie, Kai and Mike, Ellie and Y/n.” The teacher announced and everyone started moving to be with their partner.

Ellie slowly walks towards you, and sits next to you, but your head doesn’t move, she coughs to try and get your attention but you still don’t move, so she slowly moves your hand to tap your hand on the shoulder.

You take your airpod out and roll your eyes, when you make eye contact with ellie. “Umm, what?” you ask, Ellie fiddles with her thumb and index finger, looking down shyly, “we are partners for our project..”

You take your other airpod out and put it in the case, not saying anything to Ellie, she sighs saying, “look, I really need a good mark, I can do all the work if you want me to.”

You look at Ellie with an annoyed expression, “You think I can’t do it?” You ask, Ellie quickly shakes her head, scratching the back of her neck, “No! No! That’s not what Ii said!” She exclaims in a panic, making you huff and roll your eyes, “It’s what you meant.”

“No!” Ellie yells, catching the attention of everyone in the classroom, as they stare at her, her cheeks go red from embarrassment and she tries to hide her face with her hoodie. “Chill out, I’m messing with you, but I still want to do the work, my parents would kill me if I get another bad grade.” You say, Ellie’s eyes go wide with excitement.

“Great!” She says loudly, but then gets embarrassed again, “I mean great as in- I’m glad you’d join me! not great as in your parents killing you..” Ellie quickly confirms. You giggle, which makes Ellies cheeks grow more red.

“Anyway, Let me give you my info so we can plan when to do this project.” Ellie nods her head, taking out her notebook and pen to write it down. “Do you have snap?” You ask, Ellie quickly shakes her head.

“Insta.” Ellie nods her head, “What’s your username?” You ask, already having your phone out, ready to put her username in. “Umm..Lemme just type it.” Ellie tries to reach out for your phone but you move your arms away and wait for her to say her username.

Ellie looks down at her hands and quietly says “Ellie_theDino” You look back at her confused, not hearing her, “What?” Ellie sighs, saying it louder so you can hear her “Ellie_theDino..”

You type in the username and it’s the first page that pops up, a private account with 43 followers, a profile picture of sharks and a bio that says all her favourite things. Sharks, Dinosaurs, Spiderman and women

The bell rings and you quickly get up, saying to Ellie quickly “I requested you.” Ellie nods, “I’ll follow you when I get home, and I will message you about the details.” Ellie says and you nod quickly and exit the classroom.

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@vahnilla

[justhereforsomethingnice]

Good media

Danny is hated by the town until a de-aged Ellie and a year old boxlunch enter the picture. Now the entire towns social media is one and the same. Phantom corralling and running after two chaotic floating ghost toddlers who insist on exploring every damn inch of the town, get distracted by a bug and chase after pieces of dust at the drop of a hat.

The two of them are also incredibly capable of increasing the others energy levels. They really do enjoy each others company. Sadly, Danny now has a full time job worth’s of work on these two. The date boxy and lunch lady are going on better be one heck of a date, or Danny will be angry.

The town loves seeing their hero be a worried parent. The memes are legendary.

[tanglepelt]

Dc x dp idea 101

Know one knows Danny is phantom except for Vlad. So after Danny rejects the fruitloop Vlad still does his whole clone thing.

Only Danielle is the “successful” halfa clone.

Vlad successfully clones Danny as a full human.

Vlad then accuses the real Danny as being a ghost pretending to be Maddie’s son. Everyone believes Vlad. They have no reason to believe that their son/friend is half ghost.

It’s easy for him convince everyone the ghost stole their sons memories. That’s why poor Danny doesn’t remember anything.

They run Danny out of town. Threatening to kill the ecto scum masquerading as Danny.

Danny meets up with Danielle and they go off exploring and heroing. Running into the teen titans. Ellie instantly vibes with their over all chaotic energy.

Eventually Ellie and Conner connect about being clones. At some point someone asks Danny how he felt when he found out he was cloned.

Danny doesn’t miss a beat.

He loves his first. Like She’s his baby sister. He doesn’t care she originally kidnapped him for her creator. She figured out the man was a fruit loop.

The second clone. That clone he hates. Stole his life and convinced his parents and friends that he wasn’t the original.

[bbokarimenu]

Little Sunshine

pairing: idol dad Lee Felix x fem reader!

genre: fluff

warnings: none

an: Felix’s soft, loving energy inspired this wholesome family moment. I hope you enjoyed! ❤️

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The warm morning sun streamed through the curtains as the gentle hum of life outside our apartment created a serene backdrop. I stirred in bed, feeling the comforting weight of Felix’s arm draped over me. His soft breathing was rhythmic and peaceful, a rare sight considering his packed schedule.

In the adjacent room, a tiny giggle broke the silence, followed by a series of babbling sounds. I smiled to myself, already knowing what was about to happen. Sure enough, the baby monitor crackled to life with our daughter’s voice.

“Dada! Mama!”

Felix stirred beside me, his eyes fluttering open. He looked at me with his signature sleepy smile, the one that always melted my heart. “Good morning, love.”

“Morning,” I whispered, leaning over to kiss his forehead.

Our daughter’s babbling grew louder, interspersed with little knocks on her crib railing. Felix chuckled. “Looks like our little sunshine is ready to start the day.”

“She’s definitely your daughter,” I teased. “So full of energy, even in the morning.”

Felix sat up, running a hand through his tousled hair. “Well, let’s not keep her waiting.” He stood and stretched, his oversized hoodie falling past his hips, making him look adorably domestic.

As we walked into the nursery, our daughter, Ellie, bounced in her crib, her chubby hands reaching out for Felix. “Dada!”

“There’s my girl!” Felix cooed, scooping her up and peppering her face with kisses. Her laughter was infectious, filling the room with pure joy.

Breakfast was a chaotic symphony of Ellie’s excited squeals, Felix’s playful antics, and the clinking of plates. Felix had insisted on making pancakes, his specialty.

“Look, Ellie,” he said, holding up a pancake shaped like a star. “Daddy made you a star, just like you are!”

Ellie clapped her hands, her tiny face lighting up. “Star!”

I laughed, shaking my head. “You’re spoiling her, Felix.”

“She deserves it,” he said, winking at me before turning back to flip another pancake.

As we sat at the table, Ellie happily munched on her pancake while Felix leaned over, feeding me bites of his own creation.

“Good?” he asked, his freckles dancing as he grinned.

“Delicious,” I replied, leaning in to kiss his cheek.

Ellie watched us with wide eyes before mimicking the gesture, leaning over to plant a wet kiss on Felix’s cheek. “Dada!”

Felix laughed, his heart visibly melting. “You’re too cute, Ellie. You’re going to make Daddy cry.”

The day was filled with simple joys: a trip to the park where Ellie toddled around, holding tightly to Felix’s hand, and an impromptu picnic where Felix showed Ellie how to pick flowers.

As the afternoon sun began to dip, we returned home, exhausted but happy. Ellie was clinging to Felix, her tiny head resting on his shoulder as she fought to stay awake.

“Looks like someone’s ready for a nap,” I said, smiling at the sight.

Felix nodded, his voice soft. “She’s getting heavier, isn’t she? Our little girl is growing up too fast.”

I placed a hand on his arm. “She’s still our baby, Felix. She always will be.”

After putting Ellie down for her nap, Felix and I found ourselves on the couch, tangled together under a cozy blanket. The TV played softly in the background, but neither of us paid much attention.

“Thank you,” I said, breaking the comfortable silence.

He looked at me, confused. “For what?”

“For being such an amazing dad,” I said, my voice thick with emotion. “I know your schedule is crazy, and you’re always so busy, but you still make time for us. For her.”

Felix’s eyes softened, and he reached out to cup my face. “You and Ellie are my everything,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “No matter how busy I get, you two will always come first.”

I leaned into his touch, tears threatening to spill. “I love you, Felix.”

He pulled me closer, his lips brushing against mine in a tender kiss. “I love you more.”

Later that evening, as we prepared for bed, Felix sat on the floor of Ellie’s nursery, softly humming a lullaby while she clung to his finger. Her eyelids drooped, and I leaned against the doorframe, watching the scene with a full heart.

He caught me watching and smiled. “Caught me serenading our little princess?”

“She’s lucky to have you,” I said, stepping into the room and sitting beside him.

“We’re lucky to have her,” he replied, brushing a strand of hair from Ellie’s face.

In that moment, surrounded by the quiet love of our little family, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. Life with Felix wasn’t always easy, but it was always full of love.

And that was more than enough.

[allaboardthevespa]

Ellie Headcanons!

I love she. I've been thinking about her a lot lately so I've decided to share some HCs. Both recent ones and ones I've been kicking around in the past.

Her full name is Elinor Madison Hayden.

She grew up on a farm, as I stated before. Her father is the farm's owner, while her mother is an animal carer. Ellie grew up among nature and animals and thus has a strong admiration for them, just like Gabby. Her family in general is utterly chaotic, but they love her and she loves them just as much.

Her mother named her for the titular character of Elinor Wonders Why - a show Ellie grew a strong love for growing up. Bluey is also a family favorite.

Her favorite food is pumpkin pie, especially when baked by her uncle.

She owns a lot of stuffed animals. Not quite as many as her girlfriend but still a respectable amount. Especially bunnies!

She's a very big pop-punk fan. Some of her favorite artists include Boys Like Girls, The Maine, Dashboard Confessional, Yellowcard and All-American Rejects. Her all-time favorite song is, as I mentioned before, "Only One" by Yellowcard. She's also someone who regularly listens to different pop-punk albums every day and thus she's had a lot of wonderful experiences hearing new songs and bands. In particular, "A Twist in My Story" by Secondhand Serenade is one album that had her in tears.

She happens to be an amazing singer, too. (wishing so bad we could have a DC musical season)

Though, she's not particularly a great dancer...she often needs Gabby to help her out lol. But with Gabby's guidance, the girlfriends have shared some amazing slow dances in nature.

Autumn and spring are her favorite seasons. Autumn for the general coziness, warm lattes, orange leaves and happy vibes. Spring because she loves when it starts to warm up again after winter, and also she loves the smell of spring flowers so much. Getting to know Gabby has her loving spring even more - seeing Gabby's energy whenever spring starts is always adorable to her!

I've already mentioned that Ellie's favorite flowers are peonies and lavender (if you count that as a flower lol) but she also loves roses, gardenias, lilies of the valley, hyacinths just like Gabby, jasmine and lilacs. ...Okay she loves most flowers lol. In general, flowers have always been something Ellie has loved. Whenever her jobs were stressing her out, Ellie finds some time to spend admiring flowers, and it calms her down. Gabby has taken notice of her girlfriend's love of flowers and thus uses floral-scented products to wash both herself and the girls' belongings, and Ellie finds it so utterly heavenly.

Ellie's interest in fashion sprouted when she caught some My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic on television as a young girl and really admired Rarity's eye for fashion. Her father also has an old friend who is in fashion school.

At school, Ellie made a couple friends, but was also picked on a lot for her looks and being too much of a "girly girl" for her fashion interest and love of flowers.

Ellie realized she was bisexual not long after joining high school, where she started crushing on two different people - a quarterback boy, and a girl on the soccer team. Her family accepted her the very nanosecond she confessed.

She ended up asking both suitors out, but neither went all that well. While the quarterback let her down gently, the soccer player rejected her pretty brutally, pushing her onto the crowd and calling her nasty names. Ellie didn't ask anyone out again for a while after that. Falling deeply for Gabby truly changed her life.

In spite of her enjoyment of fashion and beauty stuff, Ellie generally doesn't use make-up. It's not her style...and she's pretty allergic to lots of make-up products anyway.

She gives AMAZING hugs. (Might as well be canon)

Her dad has an old Gamecube which Ellie plays a ton, often with Gabby and a couple of their other friends outside DC. Her favorite game for the system is Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door. You can bet she turned into a squealing little ball of joy when the remake is announced, and now she has a Switch on pre-order!

As a kid she made friends with one of the pigs on her family farm, a girl named Amelia, and spent time every day going to see her and play with her. She loved that pig dearly. Sadly, Amelia ended up passing away not long after she returned from season 1, devastating Ellie. Luckily she did have Gabby as her shoulder to cry on in those tough times.

In general, being with Gabby has helped brighten Ellie up considerably in her daily life. Sure she's pretty cutthroat when it comes to high-stakes reality TV shows like Disventure Camp, but when she's not in a competition, she's a sweet and tender soul. Her family in general is grateful to Gabby for bringing so much happiness out of their little girl. 💖

I've probably forgotten some but whatever, these are just a few of the ones I have.

Yet again I depict Ellie as a soft cinnamon roll I need professional help

[pastghcsts]

✦ ・ STATS.

FULL NAME — Eliana Beatriz Ayala. NICKNAMES — Ellie, Yayita (parents only). FACECLAIM — Melissa Barrera. GENDER & PRONOUNS — Cis woman, she/her/hers. SEXUALITY — Bisexual. RELATIONSHIP STATUS — Single. AGE — 34. BIRTHDAY — December 28 ( Capricorn ) OCCUPATION — Art teacher at WILLOW PEAK HIGH SCHOOL. RESIDENCE — The Sycamore Arms #201 (Sycamore Row).

✦ ・ AT A GLANCE.

TW: BLACKMAIL, THREATS Eliana “Ellie” Ayala was born in Monterrey, Nuevo León, with a spirit as fiery as the California sun, where she often spent summers with her best friend, Sam. Her family split their time between Mexico and California, giving Ellie a seamless fluency in English and Spanish and the ability to blend into any environment while remaining unapologetically herself. From a young age, she channeled her energy into art and writing, excelling at both. By preparatory school, she was making waves with her investigative journalism for the school paper and her vibrant artwork showcased in up-and-coming galleries. Ellie’s talent and ambition led her to a journalism degree with honors, landing internships at prestigious newspapers in Mexico and eventually a career that catapulted her to the Washington Post and the New York Times. Ellie made her name as a fearless investigative journalist, taking on corruption, power, and everything in between. Her work was bold, her methods often reckless, and her results undeniable. But the story that ended her career at the Times — an exposé on a network of influential elites covering up unimaginable crimes — put her directly in the crosshairs of the powerful. Despite her editor’s best efforts, Ellie was fired under flimsy pretenses, blacklisted, and left to fend off threats alone. Broken but not defeated, she turned to Sam, her childhood anchor, who had built a quiet life in Chicago. Sam welcomed Ellie with open arms, encouraging her to earn her teaching certification and step into a new role as the local high school art teacher. In Willow Peak, Ellie has found some solace in the vibrant art she shares on Instagram and the steady presence of her best friend. But the fire that drove her hasn’t gone out. Hidden in her closet, a pinboard tracks the players who destroyed her career, a reminder that her story with them isn’t finished. For now, Ellie is biding her time, finding her footing, and quietly rebuilding the voice that has always refused to be silenced. One day, she’ll finish what she started — on her own terms.

✦ ・ HEADCANONS.

✦ She has a knack for befriending stray animals. Over the years, she's rescued and rehomed countless cats, dogs, and even a raccoon once (which she named Bandito). ✦ Ellie can’t function without her morning coffee but insists it must be strong enough to "punch her in the face." She has a collection of sarcastic mugs that reflect her personality. ✦ Her Spotify playlists are a chaotic mix of indie rock, mariachi music, investigative podcasts, and Taylor Swift. She thrives on the eclectic energy. ✦ She has a guilty pleasure for cheesy true crime documentaries, despite knowing they oversimplify cases. She loves yelling at the screen about what they got wrong. ✦ Ellie is an exceptional storyteller, to the point where her students often ask her to “tell us about the time you…” instead of actually starting class. ✦ She once impulsively got a tattoo of a lightning bolt on her wrist during a trip to Oaxaca. It’s a nod to her love of storms and her fiery spirit. ✦ Ellie absolutely destroys in karaoke, though her song choices are usually dramatic ballads. She’s the kind of performer who belts I Want to Know What Love Is with unmatched theatrical flair. ✦ She’s terrible at small talk but phenomenal at deep, late-night conversations over a bottle of wine. She can disarm even the most guarded person with her honesty and insight. ✦ Despite her fiery personality, she’s surprisingly good at meditation. She claims it helps her channel her inner chaos into something productive. ✦ Her love language is gift-giving, and she’s the type to see something small that reminds her of someone and immediately buy it for them. ✦ Ellie secretly dreams of publishing a graphic novel that combines her art and her investigative instincts, though she hasn’t worked up the courage to start. ✦ She’s always the first to volunteer for things like organizing a community art show or mentoring a struggling student, even if it means overloading her plate. ✦ Her sarcasm is razor-sharp, but it’s her way of showing affection. If Ellie teases you mercilessly, it’s a sign she considers you family.

✦ ・ FULL BIOGRAPHY + CONNECTIONS.

[melhyan]

Hi I hope this doesn't sound weird,!! I came across your blog right after the Karlach and Astarion post and I scrolled and found you got DND ocs!!

Do you play Baldur's Gate and/or if you could/do, who would your characters romance? 🤭 I only saw Ellie your Triton and Vylzenya but if you got more, I would love to know!!

Hope this doesn't sound weird!😶‍🌫️

OMG, first of all, thank you for digging through my chaotic little blog—it’s a lawless land of OC rambling and unhinged fictional thirsting, so I’m impressed and also touched you found it enjoyable! 🥹 And don’t worry, it’s not weird at all; it’s like meeting someone at the nerdiest little crossroads of the internet, so hi!

Okay, let’s address the elephant (or in this case, illithid) in the room: I, tragically, do NOT possess a space-station-grade laptop capable of running Baldur's Gate 3.

Trust me, the pain of watching all the gameplay clips, romance options, and memes without participating firsthand is unbearable. I’ve even considered selling my soul to a patron, warlock-style, just to get my hands on a proper gaming setup. But alas, my current PC runs slower than a gnome carrying a halfling up a steep hill (joking, it's running Witcher 3 and SWTOR, Neverwinter and Battlefront 2 so I'm okay so far!). So, here I am, living vicariously through others like a lore-hungry goblin.

But let’s get into my OCs because—hoo boy—they’ve been dying to hypothetically smooch their way through Faerûn!

That said, Ellie (full name: Ellie Pherope Tideseeker, because of course she’s fancy) would be all about that BG3 life. Ellie’s a Triton sorceress with a heart as big as the ocean, and she travels the world with her little otter companion, Bernie. Fun fact: Bernie likes to nap in a teacup. Yes, a literal teacup. Don’t ask me how he fits—magic, probably.

I imagine Ellie spends most of her time in Faerûn a little too trusting of every shady stranger but somehow surviving by sheer luck and Bernie’s chaotic energy.

Now, let’s talk romance, because obviously! I thought Gale would be her endgame (two nerdy magic users vibing over Weave lore? Yes, please). But the more I think about it, Rolan would probably sneak up and win her heart instead. Rolan’s whole “snarky, ambitious wizard with a surprisingly soft core under all the sass” vibe feels like the perfect counterbalance to Ellie’s sunshiney optimism. Plus, Ellie loves helping people become their best selves, and Rolan’s arc is basically screaming for someone to believe in him.

Also- Ellie seeing Rolan all bruised and trying to sass his way through it while his voice shakes and he can’t quite meet her eyes? Oh no, that’s it—game over for whoever dared to lay a hand on her boy. You’d better believe that wizard loko thingy (cough Lorroakan, you arrogant little cun-[REDACTED] cough) is getting obliterated, ASAP. Faerûn? Not big enough. The Weave itself? Not enough of a hiding place.

Ellie will find him, and she will deliver some divine oceanic karmic justice:

And listen, Ellie’s not the revenge type. She’s all sunshine, forgiveness, and second chances—practically the poster child for “let’s talk this out” diplomacy. But seeing Rolan like that? Bruised, scared, and trying to scrape together enough sass to protect his pride? Oh, it flips a switch in her. The waters calm, the tides pull back, and then��� boom. A storm the likes of which Faerûn has never seen before. Ellie might be small and sweet, but when someone she cares about gets hurt, that sweetness turns into steel faster than Bernie can swipe someone’s snack.

She wouldn’t even give Lorroakan a chance to monologue.

He’d start with, “Ah, you’ve come to—” Ellie: “Hi, yes, I have come to wipe the floor with your smug, pointy face.” And then it’s ON.

I mean look at him????? little precious Rolan T-T

Vylzenya, though? Oh, Vylzenya is on a different level.

She’s my half-elf warlock with a patron who may or may not be a woodland god named Cernunnos. She’s sharp-tongued, fiercely loyal to her friends, and fully capable of making bad decisions for good reasons. For her, romance would be more about vibes than practicality. Shadowheart feels like the natural choice—Vylz would 100% respect her “dark, mysterious cleric with secret trauma” aesthetic and probably find herself accidentally falling head over heels during deep philosophical discussions for the local religious-traumatized, touch-starved goth girl. (Because nothing says romance like debating the morality of Shar, right?)

That said, there’s a chaotic part of me that thinks Vylzenya would have one night of poor judgment and emotional vulnerability, leading to a steamy, tension-filled rendezvous with Minthara. You know, one of those “we definitely shouldn’t, but also…should we?” moments. It would probably end in disaster and a hangover, but hey, character growth!

Also I have Mirena, my Selkie Druid-Bard!!

Mirena Zadruga’s love life in Baldur’s Gate 3? The drama, the potential!

Mirena, the shy selkie with a heart full of oceanic magic, crossing paths with Halsin, the towering Archdruid who radiates calm, earthy wisdom. They’d have a love built on shared reverence for nature. Halsin, being Halsin, would immediately notice her connection to the sea—he’d probably be the first to call her by her true selkie nature without her even needing to explain. “Your spirit… it’s vast, like the tides. You’re not just of the land, are you?” Mirena would blush furiously (because, hello, tall and dreamy huge hunk of an Elf), stammer something about just being “a little attuned to the ocean,” and Halsin would simply smile that knowing, grounding smile of his.

Their relationship would be one of mutual support. Halsin would admire her determination to protect both her people and the natural balance, while Mirena would find solace in his ability to stand firm in the face of chaos—a rock against her turbulent tides.

When she sings her haunting sea songs, Halsin would close his eyes and listen, utterly enchanted, saying something poetic like, “Your voice carries the wisdom of the waves, Mirena. It’s a gift to hear it.” Cue Mirena blushing for the hundredth time and wondering how on earth this man isn’t already married to a goddess.

Now, Karlach. Oh boy, the sheer energy of this pairing. Mirena, the soft-spoken selkie, and Karlach, the fiery, exuberant Zariel tiefling? They’d be like fire and water—opposites in the best way possible.

Karlach would love teasing Mirena, calling her “Little Seal” and pretending to be shocked every time Mirena managed to throw out a sassier-than-expected comeback. And you just know Karlach would be all about Mirena’s singing. “Damn, Mirena, your voice could calm a hellhound. Or me after I’ve had one too many ales!”

Mirena, for her part, would adore Karlach’s zest for life. Karlach’s stories about her time in Avernus would terrify and amaze her in equal measure. And Karlach? She’d want to show Mirena everything the world had to offer—drag her to every festival, every tavern, every corner of Faerûn where they could dance like idiots and laugh until their sides hurt.

But there’d be a softer side, too. Karlach would confide in Mirena during quiet moments, her usual bravado slipping as she talks about the pain she’s endured. And Mirena, with her unshakable compassion, would listen, her gentle presence a balm to Karlach’s fiery soul.

And then there’s Gale. Oh, the romance. Gale would be utterly enchanted by Mirena from the moment she mentioned her ties to the sea. You know how he loves waxing poetic about the Weave and beauty in all its forms? Imagine how he’d wax poetic about her. “A selkie? A being of both land and sea? Mirena, your existence alone is a story worth telling.” And he’d probably try to write a ballad about her—badly. Mirena, being the folk singer she is, would politely offer to help and then completely rewrite it.

Their relationship would be full of long, starry-night conversations about magic, destiny, and the weight of being tied to something greater than yourself. Gale would relate to her sense of being caught between two worlds—his struggle with the orb and hers with her selkie heritage. They’d heal together, slowly but surely, finding a quiet kind of love in each other’s arms.

Anyway, thanks for asking and letting me ramble—it’s been a joy imagining all this nonsense. Who would your characters romance? Because now I need to know. Let’s trade chaotic OC/BG3 love stories!! 💖

[alecsalamander]

When they enter the house, it’s warm and bright and lived in. There’s a mess of a home-cooked meal in the kitchen, and the mess of a well-loved toddler in the rest of it – Resa tries to greet them at the door but, with a determined giggle and the chaotic staggers of a child only recently begun to run, Lacey gets there first. She slams into David’s leg, hands clapping and clenching around the various parts of him she can reach as he lifts her up, before hiding against his chest when she notices the newcomer in the house. “Hey Ellie,” he greets her, bouncing her a few times, and turns her to face Wes. “Say hi to your uncle.” Wes meets her gaze, large and bright and green, and then he gets it. There’s nothing sickly about this child – the opposite, in fact. She’s so full of energy and life that it pours out of her like the laughter had, and he’d been tired earlier but he feels rejuvenated just looking at her. The twinge in his spine and neck from needing a better mattress vanishes. She stares at him, the changing seasons and a tropical getaway contained within that simple eye contact, and she smiles. He knows then immediately why they’ve never met her, and why the others never can. “Hey sweet pea,” he tells her softly. A little bit dazed, but mostly the same determined that she had been with her unsteady steps toward the unknown. “It’s so good to meet you.” She smiles at him again and, finally, reaches out with her hands; he’s all too happy to take her in his arms and let her examine his face, his ears, the chain of his identification tags around his neck. “Normally one of us would go to the party with you,” Resa tells him, watching them both with an expression as warm and lived-in as their home, “but today’s her birthday. She’s one whole year old.” He pulls a smile around tiny, questing fingers. “Happy birthday, Lacey.” She obviously doesn’t understand what the phrase means but she knows it’s about her, beaming again at him with another squeal of giggles, and he pulls his attention away long enough to face her parents. It’s a slower realization, what this all means, and honestly less important – he’d already loved this child before she was anything more to him than images in a wallet, but now? He understands now, why people go to war. “I,” he tells them, struggling for the words. And then, because maybe everything that needed to be said on the matter already had been, “You’re family.”

[inbetwecns]

jamie grinned if ever so slightly at the woman's words. ❛ come on dude, lighten up, nobody actually has their shit together. ❜ those were the best comforting words they could offer at that point, after all, they were someone who was forever at odds with the universe, they didn't exactly have the best relationship, but that was a story for another time. still, by the look of the girl's phone, and the distorted image of the cutest damn cat they had seen in a while ( which made them miss their pets back home a little too much ), they could guess it wasn't easy to keep nice with the universe, at least not actually think it was on her side. ❛ truth be told, the whole chaotic, angy-at-the-universe energy is basically what brought me to you, my mother used to call me a full-on agent of chaos, though part of me thinks she was just being incredibly dramatic⸻ ❜ jamie sighed with a bit of a dramatic flare. ❛ if you ask me, it runs in the family. ❜

if allowed to, they would probably continue talking the stranger's ear off, but they tempted a small smile at the words small victories. they tended to be slightly more pessimistic than that, but they wouldn't be the one to rain on the other's parade. ellis, now having her name and wiping off the stranger status made jamie's lips widen, their smile larger, reaching up to their eyes. if there was something they were soft about, that was making friends, needy was often something her brother had called her, they didn't mind. ❛ ellis, ❜ they repeated, more to themselves, than to the girl. ❛ well, not-so-angry-all-the-time ellis, i'm james, but most people call me jamie, and i can promise you, i talk a lot all the time. shall we? if it makes you feel better, there are some high quality drinks waiting for you across those doors, and no, i do not work there, just taste test most drinks adam wants to make. ❜

𝐖𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. Even Ellis herself is taken aback by the gaul of her anger, the bite in her words. Not that it is the fault of the unsuspecting woman, it's truly no one's fault. It's simply the universe playing tricks on her, at least, that was what she would rather believe instead of admitting to her clumsiness. "I know what you're thinkin'." Ellis pauses, trying her hardest to display the pieces of a smile. "Wow, what a miraculous first impression. This girl truly has her shit together. At least, that's what I'd be thinkin'." The woman's smile is slowly becoming more believable, grateful for the other's understanding words. It's what she's needed, desperately as the hours have ticked by.

"Looks like fuckin' awful. Still turns on though... little victories?" The woman presses the button only to be met with a distorted image of her cat. Her heart sinks, but not as far as she had anticipated. Much too hot stranger. The woman may be a stranger, but Ellis' day possibly couldn't get any worse. Hell, she might as well make a new connection out of it. "Eh, what the hell. Why not.. but lets take the stranger part out of it, huh?" The woman pauses, adjusting the purse dangling from her shoulder. "I'm Ellis. And I promise I'm not that angry.. all the time."

[henrystickminart]

Kid Au- Toppat route

A au where Triple Threat was adopted by the Toppats at a young age after finding the three on the road togather.

Henry-Youngest being 7yrs old, he rather chaotic but usually gets away with it cause of Ellie causing worst. He rather quiet and doesn’t speak much only to others he trust. Barley knows sign language, but is trying to learn more.

Charles-Middle child being 8 yrs old, he surprisingly the more calm one to the group. Course still not calm enough to not cause trouble. The young Toppat tries to get out of trouble more then cause it. Unless it involved the airship.

Ellie-The oldest child age 9, she was the most responsible one of the trio when they were out on there own. Having be the one to store food in a bagpack instead of eating it all like two dummy’s did before they meant her. But now not having to worry she has became the trouble maker of the gang and never listens.

Rhm finds them in the desert on a solo heist at first he thought these kids were lost or getting in some trouble only to see that they looked awful. Clothes ripped from age of being out so long, even maybe a bit malnourished course it seemed they did have food just not enough for a healthy life. They been rationing for sure. It didn’t help that the three looked like there gonna over heat while dragging that scooter. Seeing it was electrical it obvious that the scooter ran out of gas/engry to continue leaving the 3 stranded. So right did the reasonable thing bring three gremlins to the airship.

Here some adult concepts. Yes they get Right accent after awhile of being with the toppats. Henry barley speaks tho. Only with family will he talk.

Here a short comic of Henry and Reg.

I might line this who knows or ditgal these sketches. Even make a ref.

[mistical52]

Danny Phantom Family Road Trip

So I'm on holiday with my family (we're being safe) and it got me thinking about what it would be like for all of the Fenton's to be on a holiday together.

I mentioned this on the discord and @lucifer-is-a-bag-of-dicks and I brainstormed this chaotic mess. Also, Lula's sister hulled so much weight with god-tier with dialogue, honestly, it's fantastic.

On this fun family trip, we have everyone.

Jack, Maddie, Danny, Jazz, Dani (Ellie), Dan, Aunt Alica, Flynn, and Vlad.

The Fenton's are all travelling in the Fenton RV and the seating configuration is like a maxi-taxi.

So driver and passenger.

Three backwards facing seats,

Three forward-facing seats looking at the backwards seats.

And three seats at the back. However, since there are only nine people on this trip two of the seats in the last row are put down to make room for the luggage. Meaning there's one lonesome seat at the back.

Jack and Maddie take turns driving, and Aunt Alica puts her hat in the ring for that too. But Jack drives first. So the main seating configuration is. Jack (driver), Ellie (passenger), she wants to see the sights.

Danny, Maddie and Dan are in the backwards-facing seats with Maddie in the middle. As soon as it's known that Maddie isn't sitting in the passenger seat both Danny and Dan simultaneously say, "I'm sitting next to mom," then glare at each other for it. But then reluctantly agree to it when they both realise that the other is stopping Vlad from sitting next to Maddie.

Next in the front-facing seats, we have Jazz, Flynn and Aunt Alica. Aunt Alica insisted on sitting next to Flynn (partially for Flynn, partially for her sister so she could keep Vlad further away from Maddie).

Finally, in the lonely seat in the back, we have Vlad, in Lula's words, being a sad little meow meow. Vlad is trying desperately to make eye contact with Maddie during this trip. It's important to note that Alica keeps moving her hair to keep getting in the way of Vlad's sightline of Maddie, while opening up for Dan's glorious death stare. Alica is in front of Vlad and Dan is in front of her, and somehow they unknowingly (on Dan's part, Aunt Alica can clearly see the death stare directed at Vlad) work together to reduce Vlad's interactions with Maddie.

On the next driving shift, Maddie is the driver and Vlad manages to sneak into the passenger seat, and Alica declares that she wants to take the next driving shift.

Dan sits in the front-facing seat behind the passenger and Vlad can feel his unblinking gaze. Dan is giving a death stare through the review mirror.

Danny and Dan have one thing in common, and that's the desire to stare Vlad down. It's the only mutual ground they have.

"Shit's tense but at least we both hate Vlad," as Lula said.

Danny 🤝 Dan Hating Vlad

Flynn meanwhile is glad to be home and with his family, but Dan, a full ghost, feels more familiar to be around. Flynn and Dan are a bit awkward a first because socialising??? With other beings?? Positively???

But they start to hang out more, partially because they're both the older 'kids'. They probably become friends by the end of the trip. And it's good because they both need friends. Big bro energy!!

Jazz joins them whenever she wants to because they're adults but they're closer to her age. Together they are the BIG SIB SQUAD!!

Danny and Ellie are cool just chilling with each other, but they would be annoying little shits, especially to Jazz, who's still a kid and not an adult like Flynn and Dan.

The baby sibs would annoy the shit out of all of the big sibs, less so for Flynn, at least at the start. They don't want to scare him off.

But then they pull a prank on Dan and get Flynn in on it, after all, Flynn knows how to sneak around ghosts after living in the ghost zone for years.

All of the kids team up for an epic prank on Vlad and to ensure that none of them gets caught. Vlad is sure it's at least Danny and Ellie, but he has no proof, and he only slightly thinks it might have been all of them.

During this trip, Jazz has taken it on herself to update Flynn and Ellie's knowledge of the world. And during this Danny and Dan say dumb untrue shit like, "You forgot about the sinkhole that ate the Eiffel Tower," and "What about the alien invasion last year?"

And Jazz gets exasperated, "THOSE THINGS DID NOT HAPPEN!"

And Dan counters, "How do you know they didn't happen in my timeline?"

And sometimes Danny and Dan say the same wild thing at the same time, with almost the exact same wording.

"There was a dinosaur resurrected with DNA found in a mosquito," - Danny

"Don't forget the dinosaur resurrected with DNA found in a Mosquito," - Dan

And they end in sync.

When they do it, it pisses them both off to no end.

But Danny and Dan saying the exact same thing really throws off Flynn who thinks that it probably happened.

(Thank Lula's sister for this next part 😊)

During the trip, they try to pass time with games, so Maddie goes, "How about we play I Spy? Dan, what do you spy?"

Dan staring directly at Vlad, "A little bitch."

Danny wants to guess so bad, but can't say it in front of his parents. But he's dying from Dan's comment.

But Flynn the newbie to the situation and to this 'game' goes, "Vlad?"

Flynn has seen where Dan has been looking this whole time and just, genuinely thinks this is how the game is played. Socially oblivious Flynn Walker.

Dan turns to Flynn and goes, "Yes, you're right."

Maddie smiles but schools it quickly. Jack, is also a bit amused. But together Maddie and Jack start to scold their 24-year-old murderous ghost son. All while Ellie is giggling, Jazz is trying to hide her smile behind her book and Flynn is smiling. Aunt Alica is greatly amused, but has a resting bitch face so only Flynn and Maddie can tell that.

Through breathless laughs, Danny says, "You got it right Flynn so it's your go."

And Flynn now very confident with this incorrect idea of how this game works, stares down Jazz and goes, "I spy a nerd."

"Jazz!" says Ellie joining in. She also has a very confident and incorrect idea of how the game is played.

“Yes,” says Flynn.

Everyone gives a little chuckle and Jazz goes, "Ok your go Ellie,"

Ellie turns and stares Danny down, "I spy a prototype"

Seeing his chance to make a snide comment at Danny, Vlad goes, with fake innocence, "Is it, Daniel?"

Ellie confirms it is.

Then Vlad goes, "I spy utter perfection," as he looks at Maddie.

At the same time, three people speak,

"ME!" says Jack.

While simultaneously Ellie and Flynn go, "That's not how the game is played!"

Then Danny and Dan go, "Yeah Vlad that's not how you play the game," like the little shits they are.

Jack then goes, "Does this mean I'm not perfection?"

"Yes," says Vlad quietly.

Nobody liked that, but only the halfa's the ghost, and Flynn heard it.

At this point, they start all arguing about the rules of the game and the whole thing is completely unsalvageable.

Then Jack teaches Ellie the 'bottles of beer on the wall' song. There is much regret and torment in the RV after that.

Jazz takes this as an opportunity to teach Ellie the numbers over 20 that she doesn't know.

Dan immediately says that he'll fly and meet them there.

Maddie turns on the ghost shield and gives Dan a deep stare which shows she knows the horrors of this song, "If I suffer, so will you."

Aunt Alica is just enjoying the shit show and vibing. She lives off the grid where she has to entertain herself with her fellow rednecks. Incessant drunken singing is practically her every Saturday night.

Flynn is just disassociating.

Vlad hates this.

Danny joins in with the song, this was his whole jam when he was the youngest. He's having a great time.

Danny loves how it's tormenting Vlad and purposefully messes up the song, in the single digits.

"Damn it Danny you messed it up! Now I have to start over again," says Ellie.

"Oh no it's okay I remember where we're up to-" starts Jazz.

"No Jazz she has to start over it's the law," says Danny before then turning to Vlad with the biggest shit eating grin.

Maddie and Dan continue to die. However, Vlad is dying more. Not even Jack killed him this much.

We also get a beach episode, because why not.

Flynn and Ellie would be so weirded out by the ocean.

Aunt Alica, goes, well I haven't been to the beach in a while and proceeds to show everyone how buff she is. The only people who can compete with her is Dan and Jack.

Vlad's skinny arse is also outclassed by Maddie too.

Jazz would be insisting that everyone be sun safe.

Dan comes out from the change room in a sun shirt and board shorts.

"Jazz, why am I wearing this?" Dan gestures to the sun shirt.

"So you don’t get sunburnt of course," responds Jazz.

Dan looks Jazz dead in the eyes, "Jazz, I'm literally dead."

For the sleeping arrangements, everyone's in tents. The kids get split up into 'boys' and 'girls'.

Vlad brings his own luxury tent and invites Maddie to stay with him, but Aunt Alica declares that she wants to bunk with her sister. So Vlad ends up with Jack, the loud snorer. And he can't murder Jack in his sleep because everyone (at least the kids) would know it was him.

I also have art to go with this. Link.

[recordturner]

austin abrams. twenty-five. demi male. he/him. pansexual & aquarius. ☾ﾟ is that ellie mercer behind the mask? whenever i see the bassist of the vain rogues and the ghost orchestra and actor at warhol palace & theatre in pigalle, i think of trouble by cage the elephant. rumor has it they are adventurous & charming, but impulsive & erratic can be their fatal flaws. what their neighbors in remi apartments call them is the icarian.

full bio is here.

♥ ˚⊹ BASIC INFORMATION

FULL NAME: Lionel Casey Mercer. NICKNAME(S): El, Ellie. PREFERRED NAME(S): Ellie. BIRTH DATE: February 11th. AGE: 25. ZODIAC: Aquarius. GENDER: Demiboy. PRONOUNS: He/Him. ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Panromantic. SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Pansexual. LIVING CONDITIONS: Apartment in Remi Apartments.

♥ ˚⊹ BACKGROUND

PLACE OF BIRTH: Summerlin, Nevada. HOMETOWN: Paris, France. EDUCATION LEVEL: High school graduate. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single. FATHER: Adrien Mercer (deceased as of 2004). MOTHER: Sydney Mercer (whereabouts unknown). SIBLING(S): One older brother, Sacha Mercer, 31, multiple foster siblings. CHILDREN: None.

♥ ˚⊹ OCCUPATION & INCOME

PRIMARY SOURCE OF INCOME: Bassist for Vain Rogues and Ghost Orchestra. SECONDARY SOURCE OF INCOME: Actor at Warhol. CONTENT WITH THEIR JOB (OR LACK THERE OF)?: He likes them both equally. SPENDING HABITS: Household necessities, squishmallows, and music supplies. MOST VALUABLE POSSESSION: Father’s hand-painted guitar.

♥ ˚⊹ PHYSICAL APPEARANCE & CHARACTERISTICS

FACE CLAIM: Austin Abrams. EYE COLOR: Blue. HAIR COLOR: Strawberry Blonde. HEIGHT: 5′8. WEIGHT: 147lbs. BUILD: Average. TATTOOS: One on inner arm. PIERCINGS: None. MARKS/SCARS: N/A. NOTABLE FEATURES: N/A. USUAL EXPRESSION: Content. CLOTHING STYLE: Upbeat graphic tees and painted jeans. JEWELRY: None. ALLERGIES: None. PHYSICAL AILMENTS: N/A.

♥ ˚⊹ PSYCHOLOGY

JUNG TYPE: ENFP. ENNEAGRAM TYPE: 7 [Enthusiast] MORAL ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Good. TEMPERAMENT: Sanguine. MENTAL CONDITIONS/DISORDERS: Bipolar Type I. OBSESSION(S): N/A. ADDICTION(S): Cocaine, in recovery. DRUG USE: Previously cocaine and other uppers, now none. ALCOHOL USE: None. PRONE TO VIOLENCE?: No.

♥ ˚⊹ MANNERISMS

SPEECH STYLE: Casual. ACCENT: American. HOBBIES: Playing Guitar, Bass, & Piano, and Songwriting. HABITS: Drumming fingers on any surface. NERVOUS TICKS: Pulling at his hair. POSITIVE TRAITS: Brave, Humorous, Outgoing, & Spontaneous. NEGATIVE TRAITS: Reckless, Self-Destructive, Obnoxious, & Wishful. SENSE OF HUMOR: Internet-based.

♥ ˚⊹ FAVORITES

ACTIVITY: Spending time with his family. ANIMAL: Dog. BEVERAGE: Monster Energy. COLOR: Red. FOOD: Strawberry Milkshakes. BOOK: Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams. FLOWER: Daisy. GEM: Amethyst. HOLIDAY: Hanukkah. MOVIE: Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. MODE OF TRANSPORTATION: Walking. SCENERY: Sunrise. SCENT: Strawberry Pound Cake. SPORT: N/A. WEATHER: Clear and sunny. VACATION DESTINATION: Does Mars count?

[burns-art-account]

My version of Dani/ Ellie because I´m just not that big of a fan of the canon one.

Headcanon/ idea stuff below:

> The clone thing: The other clones before her were unstable/ beta versions who weren´t as sentient as her and depended on Vlad to stay existent. He used his own ectoplasm to keep them together and “running”. Said ectoplasm had his intent all over it, influencing said clone´s self perception. They weren´t their own individuals to begin with, barely more sentient than a blob ghost, moldable like dough. Vlad´s ectoplasm just acted like hot glue, keeping them together but shaping them how he wanted them to be.

Dani was a stable version, the alpha version before the final product. She didn´t need the ectoplasm like the clones before her, she was as sentient as the humanoid ghosts, she was an individual. Therefore her self perception wasn´t influenced like the others, she´s female because Danny´s trans and born biologically female. Vlad doesn´t know that, because the Fentons are supportive and don´t deadname/ out their son and Danny himself would not out himself to his archnemesis, so he was baffled. She was not the perfect son he wanted.

But she tried, in the beginning. She copied Danny as best as she could based on pictures and stories but to Vlad she just wasn´t what he wished to achieve. To him, she was a “forward but backward” riddle, finally a stable version but obviously something had to be wrong. And he let her feel it, her copying him was the least she could do, according to Vlad, she should at least be him as much as she could. Developing her own sense of self, an own identity was out of question.

Until she got bailed out. After Danny wrecked the lab and beat up Vlad with her help she wasn´t welcomed anymore. She had no idea were to go, who she was, where she wanted to go. She was a copy, a try to capture the original, and now she was noone. She stayed in one of Sam´s empty rooms for a while so they could help her become confident in herself.

First came the “why am I a girl?” question, cue explaining and exploring gender identities and biologicals sexes. Dani didn´t feel uncomfortable at the thought of being a girl, going through puberty and becoming a woman, which was obvious difference number one. She didn´t feel a sense “must protect” like he did, instead she became obsessed with freedom. Not being tied down by anyone else´s wishes, being able to leave if she wants to. She also wasn´t able to create ice in the same manner Danny did, not the same precision nor the same brute power. But water worked out, she could wield it with same skill Danny showed with ice. Jazz mused that it must be because of the nature of water, it can spill and evaporate, escape, but also be force to be reconned with, something she can protect herself with.

Ember helped out with her identity crisis, she herself knew what it was like to not be the person you wished to be. Over the period of time spent together with everyone she went through several stages. The first was an overly girly one extremely long hair and pink dresses in an attempt to counter out the time she had to copy Danny, it didn´t work out. The second was a crisis, literally. She was stable, yet she still couldn´t decide between being solid, a gas or being a liquid. Her from looked wrong, it was distorted and pulsing. Ember and Danny as ghosts were the only ones able to stay with her, the energy in her from didn´t cause the feeling of wrongness that her human friends felt, so they talked her through it.

In the end she came out younger, similar to Danny but also more colourful like Ember. In her human form she looked similar to Danny, like a little sister. In her ghost form she looked more chaotic, more colourful. And she finally felt content with herself. She went from Dani to Ellie, from clone to a little sister.

> As Danny is obsessed with protection and space, Ellie is obsessed with freedom and insects, spiders and anything with more than two legs.

> After Danny reveals himself to his parents he gets Ellie to stay with them. While it was nice to have a family, the Fentons just weren´t the right fit. She felt uncomfortable living with ghost hunters, with the lab and the weapons, and with their questioning nature. She ends up staying with aunt Alicia and lives the quiet farm life full of bugs, farm animal friends and wood adventures.

[tromkehra]

I suddenly realized that these are all related to dnd except for my xenomorph tattoo idea. It’s just the right size for my calf and I am terrified to get started on it. It’s going to be a lot of hours on my own calf, lots of pain, and awkward positions. I’d rather tattoo my own foot first with out numbing cream. With my injured knee, both will hurt about the same. As for the dnd characters we have Sononath the demon, he is a jerk face.

Next is Amalia, she is secretly part or full flying siren. She uses a glamour necklace to hide her siren side, it doesn’t cover everything, but she is passable as an Aasimar with brightly colored wings. Her wings are blue to purple, and she has an amazing singing voice. She will be an npc bard, and generally keeps her voice to herself unless in concert.

Next is Ellie (Elizsala) a half drow Druid of the spore circle another npc that uses her staff to send out her protective circle of spores. She has more tattoos than just on her face, she just doesn’t like showing them. They have a glamour effect of looking holographic in the sun similar to an oil stain. Her tattoos protect different areas of her body as she does deal with many dangerous fungi in her research. One is meant to allow her to have kids if she so chooses so they too are not harmed by fungi. Ellie will generally be found in distant towns helping people that are not human, she knows too well human cruelty throughout her childhood. She does carry a kukri (big knife) and does carry a riffle; the riffle is mostly for protection against monsters, and aggressive humans. She is friends with Amalia and is probably the only person that knows her secret that she is actually a feathered Siren.

Rhullia! One of my older characters whom is now an older npc. In the campaign she will look to be in her sixties-seventies, walks with a limp using her casting staff for support and has a dire horned viper as her familiar and mount. She came into ownership of two items from the previous campaign a scroll of creation, and a stone of magical energy. The scroll of creation is a ritual spell that takes a year and a day to cast, and you can create anything, including a humanoid, which may or may not have a soul. The stone of energy of magical energy uses physical energy (like being struck, or submerged into a river,) creates a spell slot for magic users to use. The long it is exposed to physical energy the higher the spell slot that is available. With some research with her previous partner they were able to bring the ritual spell down to a month. Because of dwindling elven numbers she is using these items to create elves. I’ll be using @dingodoodles foreclaimer race as the summoned elves, because I’m that dm that likes bring in morally grey areas. Were they created, or transported? (Remember to check out her kick starter! Only 4 more days. You know you want a 1 foot tall Tarrasque. https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/hitpointpress/fools-gold-into-the-bellowing-wilds?ref=4dc1o5&gclid=Cj0KCQiAhMOMBhDhARIsAPVml-G9nDgpB2p9DNXxL6C3ZzpeUFX4XauqgpaARW_LSQYbD94DtcgcycYaAsfyEALw_wcB )

Vrakqrin, a Vrakqrin is one of the big bads in my campaign, he is cruel and holds nothing back in an interrogation. He has been the source of many human and elven deaths (mostly high and wood elves.) he is an Earth Dragonborn (home-brew) Oath Breaker Anti-Paladin and follows the deity Nemesis, whom I’ll describe next. He feels empowered by her blood lust in his mission to kill off the humans and elves of the world of light. He isn’t a fan of drow, but has found uses for them so they can live. Basically he wants to watch the world burn.

Lady Nemesis! She is a chaotic evil Goddess of trickery, war, vengeance, and blood. In my research about her, the general public associate adamentine to her. Her suit of armor and her wings made of swords are adamentine. She loves to be in battle and doesn’t care either way about her followers. She likes being amused, and is curious with what is going on in this world. If you are blessed by a sword from her set of wings be mindful of the long term consequences.

Then finally a fairy, I love when players find round about ways to handle situations. One of my favorites is when my players got past gorgons by helping them find a meal, and offered a safer place for them to live after they had been driven from their home. “Uuuuugh, my heart! You guys are so nice. 😭” this is another example of giving a fairy some milk and honey to help get out of a forest or to be guided to a destination.

[deepend-swimmer]

2020 in movies

The Half of It, 2020- USA

this is way more of a live reaction than a review, that I'm gonna do later

the starting sequence of the half of it is beautiful

I'm loving the cinematography

"We are the source of our own hell." damn

her and her dad mimicking each other nice iajajaja

her dad's love for movies lmao me

the scarf sequence cringe

I have no idea if they will end up together but the vibes are very gay

what's up with the teacher? I don't get her

aster and ellie are so smart and how they use words touching, outstanding, moving

the grafitting sequence bruh that was breathtaking

this movies makes me feel single even tho they aren't together yet

the blonde populars strangely fitting in, so cringy

paul is so akward the fuck

he is akward but he is awesome, big himbo energy

when he defended her (the bare minimum of moral) and said that the effort is what counts, I was like okay gonna give you a chance

this is the best training sequence ever

his family is so chaotic, is this a parallel to the baynards?

her family story hurts, im emo leave me

the ping pong chat, i got emotional

"i bet she would have tried the taco sausage" i love you stupid boy

i love how paul loves his cooking stuff

okay but what a powerful trio wouldn't it be? ellie and aster, the couple and paul, the himbo friend

her dad likes the taco sausage hell yeah, she likes it as well! his smile

the yakult, a classic

their different points of view on movies lmao

"and you should be with a good guy" WHY WHY DO THAT TO ME ELLIE

is he falling for her too? it would be funny if he did, he falls for music not for girls

also like how devastating it is that her dad has a full phd on engineering and can't get a job bc of his accent? and like how he barely speaks in english at all probably bc of the trauma this injustice has endured on him

this whole texting sequence at the diner is so weird, i don't like it but i also do, his faces at ellie the best comic relief possible

aster looked devastated for a second, when he said he didn't want to be just friends, someone give this girl a friend

the taco sausage making its first steps look at that

the fuck was trig presentation? trash

DID THEY SABOTAGE HER PIANO? i hate you all

she is going to sing that song now isn't she? i hope she does

paul 👉👈 play your song 👉👈 munsky

she singed barely a minute bruh, no one would applaud like that in a hs talent show

this is so unrealistic, i hate it

he is totally falling for her at least just a bit

the athletic soft friend that takes care of drunk you trope

is she at his house? yes she is

ASTER IS ALSO IN THE HOUSE MAYDAY MAYDAY

they are at the station this is not a training exercise

aster a lil bit gay for sure

IT'S PLAYING SEVENTEEN IT'S PLAYING SEVENTEEN THIS NOT A TRAINING EXERCISE

DRIVING SEQUENCE IT'S A DRIVING SEQUENCE

okay so aster is the type of gay that can drive

she knows about ellie, 95% sure of that, or at least she likes her as well

aster truly is beautiful, I totally get the hype

ellie is only lesbian desesperation at this moment

paul bringing sausages to ellie's dad, i love this duo

why do all gay movies have a pool sequence? even if this is a natural pool

gays clamed pools and hands

THEY ARE COOKING TOGETHER I LOVE THIS SONG

that one shot of ellie and aster floating in the water is something else, truly beautiful

so that's why his dad always says "the best part", I a m e m o

I love her mum even tho I never met her, that's how good this movie is with expressing emotions

thank god ellie is there this game is a mess

SUCH A CHAOTIC ENERGY LMAO

15 years without scoring? you guys really suck huh?

her love for yakult is everything, she really is stealing from the locker rooms lmao

I KNEW IT! I KNEW HE WAS FALLING FOR HER!

paul you are such a himbo

OH NO YOU ARE A HOMOPHOBIC

on this account we only dislike paul munsky

HER DAD THROWING WATER ON TRIG LMAO

is trig the real himbo oh god?

her dad is everything.

his mum is totally gonna see his research

i love her dad.

he thought they were dating lmao, it did kinda look like it so i get it

YOU ARE NOT GOING TO OUT HER OR I WILL KILL YOU

on this account we only love Mr.Chu, we do nothing else ever

Mr.Chu I love you so much, fuck this. this man is everything.

netflix gave us a completely flawless dad and i love him, he is perfect.

IS HE GOING TO PROPOSE? BRUH THE FUCK DON'T DO THAT

SHE ACCEPTED IT???????

ELLIE?????????

THE FUCK IS GOING ON???????????

okay that was a good speech, don't fix what you did paul

okay ellie that's a perfect speech, thank you

"Is this really the boldest stroke you can make?" x.x

well deserved, both of you deserve a slap for catfishing her

SHE KISSED HER IM STELLAR

because ellie forgave paul I'm gonna give him 1 right

on this account we acknowledge the problems and implications of growing up in small, conservative and religious towns and how hard it is to not reproduce the toxic and prejudiced speech you've grown up listening to thus we have come to the decision of forgiving paul munsky as well.

[sharada-n]

shae, gimme ur l4d2 headcanons, do it do it do it

Guess you forced my hand :( Warning: this gets loooong

Coach:

Loves kids? Like, we know he changed careers because his injury meant he couldn’t play football anymore, but I think in the end he actually liked his new gig better

Has a name but is just more used to being referred to as Coach and also didn’t want to reveal it because he didn’t know how long these idiots would stick around (and by the time they were full found fam it was just funnier not to)

Widower - was married for 20+ years but his wife died a few years before the events of the game. Due to fertility issues they had no children

Suuuuuuper protective of the others? Total dad friend, would always be the first to go back for a fallen comrade. Is friend-shaped

He’s also hug-shaped. Coach gives the best hugs, he’s a real physically affectionate guy, and he will not be stopped

Besides sports, he is also really into (rock) music and board games. Biggest regret about the Apocalypse is he can’t play chess anymore

Also super good at cooking? He’s the designated team cook, give him some corned beef and half a can of baked beans and Coach will make you a delicious feast

Rochelle:

Honestly was better than most people at her job, definitely a bit of a workaholic. Sometimes she has a hard time letting loose

L... lesbean - had several relationships before but wasn’t in one when the Apocalypse started

Definitely knew how to handle a gun already before shit went down. Going to the shooting range was a hobby of hers (perfect way to de-stress). Other hobbies include writing, watching reality television and jogging. She was also definitely in a book club

She is one of those ‘silent anger’ types. She’ll be the first to engage in witty banter or sarcastic jabs, but piss her off for real and it’ll be a deadly storm coming you way and you won’t even hear it coming

She’s definitely the planner of the group. She is down-to-earth and realistic, and also remembers EVERYTHING so the others do occasionally rely on her to keep them in line. Their team doesn’t have a leader, but Rochelle comes closest to serving as one.

Actually sucks at first aid. She has had the fortune of not being in many scrapes or accidents in her life, but it did have the side-effect that Coach had to teach her how to patch herself (or others) up

Her family is not from the area and in fact she has no idea how they’re doing or how to contact them. She’s very worried about them, but knows she won’t ever be able to find them if she’s not alive to do so

Ellis:

As much as he doesn’t want it, he’s the baby of the team. That’s just how it is, he can not change this. He can handle himself just fine but that won’t stop the others from thinking it

Definitely has untreated ad(h)d of some kind? This man is a force of chaotic energy you can not comprehend. His attention span is also all over the place. Has an unhealthy need to be liked by people at all times or he will combust

Knows how to ride a horse, knows how to ride a cow, probably would try to ride a goat if given the chance

Was an only child but was very popular among his friends

Ironically did not know how to shoot a gun before things went down, but played video games and also watched Keith shoot cans sometimes (the sound of the gun is very bothersome for him) and he’s a quick learner

But for this reason, he will always prefer melee. Weapon of choice will be the baseball bat but he’s handy with anything 

Speaking of handiness, as a mechanic Ellis is great at fixing up shit and the others are internally grateful he’ll keep the electricity running. Thanks to Keith and their wild adventures, he’s also great at first aid

Doesn’t know where his parents where when the outbreak happened and frankly doesn’t really care

Nick:

Convicted felon, conman, and known crook. Served a grand total of six months in the slammer, but he doesn’t talk about it. Absolutely has killed before but gotten away with it

Had a bad childhood, bad family, joined gangs at an early age. He dabbled mostly in petty theft and vandalism before upgrading to actual organized crime, but went solo because he doesn’t like people

Trust issues central. Partly because of the above reasons, partly because he’s just a pessimist and doesn’t believe people will stand for anything but themselves when the world ends. He takes the longest to warm up to the others

After he does, he’s definitely ride or die though. They all have each others backs, but Nick is the only one who would gladly shank a guy for even looking at his team funny

Likes gambling but often loses money when he’s not cheating. His less detrimental hobbies are visiting bars, traveling and sailing. He’s a boat boy and knows how to operate one

Rich through unsavory means, Nick has expensive tastes and his biggest adjustment about the Apocalypse is the lower living standard. Hates the lack of toilet paper and will not shut up about it

Germaphobe. Hates gross things, hates gross smells, hates anything gross except blood (and that’s just because he’s used to it). Pukes pretty easily, all things considered

Married young and stayed with his (ex-)wife for 7 years. He really loved her, she... did not exactly return the sentiment. In the end she cheated and they divorced, but Nick is mostly over it, just bitter