#I think in her first appearance(s) she was described as brown

[whistle-nouveau-bah]

Minions Movie Triple Pack

so I watched the minion movie for the first time since it came out a little bit ago and I couldn't get the idea of a triple pack out of my head. And then Space encouraged me to make them on my main. So now, four days later, I'm here.

Packs under the cut!!!

Name: Kevin, Kay, Evan, Devin/Devon, Gavin

Pronouns: He/Him, It/Its, Ve/Vir, Pyr/Pyro, Lu/Lux

Age(s): Ageless, Permateendult (17-19)

Species: Minion 

Gender(s): Fervian, Luxian, Hypergender, Arkhaigender

Orientation(s): Bisexual, demiromantic, polyamarous 

CisIDs: Minion, brown eyes, yellow skin, ADHD, Autistic, glasses/goggles wearer.

TransIDs: TransOlderBrother, TransSibling, Multihearted, TransJellyOrgans, TransRunaway, TransCoffeeAddict

Paraphilias: MAP, Consang, Dacryphilia, Mechanophilia, Angaliaphilia

Source: Despicable Me franchise, with a focus on Minions!

Proxy/Signoff: [Name]:text, 🌋:text, ⛰️:text, 🍌:text, 🥽:text, [Any combo of 🌋/⛰️/🍌/🥽]:text

Roles: Fictive, Caregiver, Protector 

Personality: Silly and prone to inappropriate humor. He's got a bit of a hero complex, but he doesn't particularly care for actually leading anything permanent- he just wants to help and be recognized for it. It cares about its brothers more than any other minion, but still needs some time alone once in a while. Ve is cautious when ve thinks the situation warrants it, but virs threshold for what warrants caution is lower than most. Pyr is an excellent caretaker, even if pyr doesn't always feel like it.

Appearance:

Name: Stuart, Stu, Jimi, Syd, George

Pronouns: He/Him, It/Its, H♪/H♪m, Xe/Xyr, Punk/Punks, Rock/Rocks, Tune/Tunes, Disc/Discs

Age(s): Ageless, TeenFluid (13-16, always younger than Kevin)

Species: Minion, TransHuman

Gender(s): Boyflux, Nymboy, Audiogender, Cadensgender

Orientation(s): Abrosexual, Cupioromantic, Panromantic, Polyamarous 

CisIDs: Yellow skin, ADHD, glasses/goggles wearer.

TransIDs: TransMiddleBrother, TransSibling, TransHuman, Perma1960’s, TransBlueEyes, TransAmbidextrous, TransFamous

Paraphilias: Necro, Consang, Objectophilia, Celebriphilia, Hybristophilia, Pan Auto-paraphilia

Source: Despicable Me franchise, with a focus on Minions!

Proxy/Signoff: [Name]:text, 🎸:text, 🩹:text, ⏮️:text, 🕶️:text, [Any combo of 🎸/🩹/⏮️/🕶️]:text

Roles: Fictive, Music Archivist 

Personality: He can be described best as a rebellious teenager, despite being older than the entire human race. Its a slacker in the eyes of its community, preferring to play its guitar or ukulele rather than do any minion work. H♪ wants to be a rockstar, and spends whatever free time h♪ has trying to write songs. Xe loves the idea of romance, and wants a relationship (or multiple!), even if xe doesn’t experience romantic attraction- it doesn't bother xym. Punk loves punks brothers, even if punk rolls punks eyes and pretends punk doesn't.

Appearance:

Name: Bob, Bobby/Bobbi, Bird, Birdy/Birdie, Bear

Pronouns: He/Him, It/Its, She/Her, H♡/H♡m, Sh♡/H♡r, Claw/Claws, Paw/Paws, Soft/Softs, Fur/Furs

Age(s): Ageless, PermaKid (5-7)

Species: Minion, Bear Therian

Gender(s): Bigender, Transmascfem, Eclipsian, Princegender, Kinglet, Arthurgender

Orientation(s): Pansexual, polyamarous

CisIDs: Minion, Bear Therian, Heterochromia (Green/Brown), yellow skin, Autistic, glasses/goggles wearer.

TransIDs: TransYoungerBrother, TransSibling, Kingamian, Strawcremescentic, TransPlural, PermaSpring

Paraphilias: AAM, MAM, Zoo (bears and rats/mice) Consang, Plushophilia 

Source: Despicable Me franchise, with a focus on Minions!

Proxy/Signoff: [Name]:text, 👑:text, 🧸:text, 🧁:text, 🐀:text, [any combo of 👑/🧸/🧁/🐀]:text

Roles: Fictive, Little, Teddymate for his brothers

Personality: Technically the same age as the rest of the Minions, [Name] is nonetheless the youngest brother. He's extremely fond of his siblings, the rest of the Minions, and his teddy bear Tim. She loves animals, cute things, and sweets, like most kids! It also loves villainy- not like most kids. Claw can be stubborn, especially when supposed to do something claw doesn't particularly want to do. Paw likes baking, and jelly making! Secretly, soft wishes soft were still king, but takes solace with the fact that soft is still with softs brothers. 

Appearance:

HEHEHE YAY THEY'RE DONEEEE not going to lie! I am obsessed with them! I might make an alternate human version of these packs.... not sure!!!!!

[cb-writes-stuff]

Mela Bio

Full name: Mela Raishi

Species: Human

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Cultural background: Vandeth

Height: 5’8” (~173 cm)

General weight/build: Slightly above average, carries herself well

Description of appearance: Bronze skin*, dusty brown hair to just below her ears, hazel eyes,

Occupation: Bookkeeper (keeps financial records)

Typical clothing style: Vandeth

Associated color(s) (not necessarily worn): Red, bronze

Voice: Clean, sure of herself

*Someone please educate me on words to describe dark skin.

Opinions of…

Nauth: “He’s very earnest, but he doesn’t do enough for himself. He never asks for help when he needs it. If only he’d let me…”

Ven: “Who? Oh, right, Nauth’s friend. Or, brother. I forget they grew up together. He’s nice, I think.”

Lynn: “I deal with many Delganes, and he isn’t a typical Delgane man. I’ve only talked to him a time or two, but I enjoyed those times.”

Elvi: “Lynn has a sister, I believe. I’ve never met her, but I’ve heard… mixed things, from Nauth.”

First impressions of…

Elvi: “Wyrd help this girl. Someone help this girl. She’s quite capable, yes, but I really doubt she could fully take care of herself.”

Elial: “I have to admit, I don’t like her. She’s rude, callous, and blatantly disregards all ideas of morality! Though, it pains me to admit this, but she has an eye for commerce—if of an evil type.”

William: “Strong, dependable. Certainly the type I’d hire to guard a caravan.”

Gloria: “She carries herself well. Not exactly a woman’s woman, I have to say, but she stands by her choices. Strong in her beliefs, I think. That’s a good trait to have.”

Sils: “I’ve never much liked children. Nauth is good with them, he’d make a good father, but me? I’ve never seen the appeal in being a mother. I don’t dislike Sils, though. Very mature for her age.”

[zeethequeer]

ABOUT MY POPPY PLAYTIME DR (v1)

✨BASICS✨

Name: Experiment 1824-F/Rockin' Rory (Miranda Joy Baker)

Age: 16 (26 Current day? technically?)

Height: 7'0"

Hair Color: Yellow

Eye Color: Green

Skin Color: Light

Gender: Female

Sexuality: N/A

Pronouns: She/Her

✨FAMILY✨

Mom: ???

Dad: ???

Siblings: ???

Aunt: ???

Uncle: ???

Cousins: ???

Closest Friends: The rest of the Bigger Body "Big Dreams Dolls", Poppy, Kissy, Matthew/Doey, Safe Haven toys. Formerly Marie (Mommy Long-Legs) and other orphans from Playcare, DogDay, Hoppy Hopscotch

S/O(s): N/A

✨EXTRAS✨

Favorite Color: Yellow

Favorite Food: ???

Favorite Show: ???

Favorite Drink: ???

Hobbies: Singing, dancing, playing instruments

Time Of First Shift: Beginning of Chapter 1

Song That Reminds Me Of DR:

✨MY LIFE STORY✨

I was one of the older orphans in Playcare, taking on an almost parental role toward the younger kids similar to Matthew who I was also close to.

Shortly after Matthew disappeared from Playcare, I was selected for one of the final projects of the Bigger Bodies Initiative to be completed before 'The Hour Of Joy'. "The Big Dreams Dolls" line. A line of dolls that were almost like Playtime CO's version of Barbie. Each doll in the line up had a different career, an inspirational toy line to show a variety of jobs kids could grow up to choose. I myself had been chosen as the ideal subject for 'Rockin Rory', the rockstar/singer/musician doll in the lineup.

Some other dolls included Astro Axle the astronaut, Speedway Sammy the racecar driver, Chef Carrie, and the duo of Nurse Nancy and Doctor Dan. The line grew quite a bit, but the named ones including Rory were the dolls in the line that had successful Bigger Body counterparts. The others were Experiments 1824-A through E (as mentioned previously I am/Rory is 1824-F)

As Rory, I had part in The Hour Of Joy (no visual memories of this, got some audible memories from meditating and connecting to this DR... Very mixed feelings here). Between then and the 'present' I wander the factory mostly until making my way to Safe Haven with Nancy and Sammy where I consider myself to be home up until it's destroyed.

Early on after the HOJ I tended to avoid the visitor center due to my very human appearance and Huggy's... lack of being able to tell the difference between us Big Dreams Dolls and actual humans who sneak in despite us being at least a foot taller than most humans. We learned this the hard way trying to get into the offices up there to track down food and clothing to slowly sneak back to Safe Haven, almost cost Nancy a leg.

The Game Station and Playcare have a shared reason for why I avoid them. The painful, somewhat fragmented memories from before the experiment, being in those two areas. And the other Bigger Body toys there. Mommy Long-Legs already had a few screws loose when it came to interacting with adults and us Big Dreams (as previously mentioned) look eerily human, and I think the reason to avoid CatNap and Miss Delight is pretty obvious.

I had been friends with DogDay, but lost track and contact at some point with no knowledge of what happened until the 'present' day when "Angel" tells me when I ask.

Yeah, I'm pretty clueless with no memories of who the employee that came back is specifically at this point. There's what I can only describe as whispers of thoughts and memories telling me it's someone who was important to the Bigger Bodies Initiative, but obviously whoever they are in this specific DR is likely VERY different from who they are in the game here. Vague glimpses of what they looked like too. All I can really say for sure is brown hair and eyes, and on the paler side from all the time inside.

Where things really deviate from the video game is that there were a few almost unnoticeable warning signs that Safe Haven was about to be destroyed. Signs I noticed and was able to get myself and about 13 of the Critters and other toys that called Safe Haven home out while Poppy and Missy got themselves out prior.

After getting safely out, I turned back when everything settled to see if "Angel" and Doey had come back and I was sure that the Prototype wasn't around. Poppy's plan had clearly not been what happened. By this point I've known Doey long enough to know exactly what was going to happen if I didn't get back there.

This is the first memory I had come up: when we got closer I could hear yelling, and had a moment of clarity where I could vividly remember myself and act as Miranda and not Rory, and recognized the different tones in the yelling I was hearing as Matthew and Kevin. I remember yelling their names, almost accidentally dropping Critters and Scout while sprinting toward the main room of Safe Haven.

We might not have all made it out alive, I couldn't carry everyone. But enough of us made it out for Matthew to maintain control and keep Kevin from lashing out at any of us.

A part of this was from bringing up an old, shared memory. Even before becoming Rory, I used music to entertain the younger kids. Matt and I would both actually sing songs with the younger kids.

The exact memory I have of this moment that helped him calm down, realizing I was talking to Matthew, was by asking him if he remembered the song that the really young kids liked hearing the most: The Candy Man by Aubrey Woods.

✨SCRIPTED MOMENTS✨

Me - "Ok. I- I think we can go back now."

"You're sure he's gone?"

Me - "I don't think the Prototype was planning to stick around. It should be safe. 'Angel' and Doey should be back already too."

*Indecipherable yelling*

Me - "Hang on tight guys."

*More yelling, recognizing the tone changes*

Me - "Oh god. Doey!" 'No... That's...' "Matt! Matthew! Kevin!?"

*Reaches Safe Haven, quickly letting the other toys down to the ground before running up to and hugging Doey.*

Me - "D- Matt? Kevin? It's me... It's Miranda. Please, you've gotta calm down! We're ok. We're all ok... Hey. Do you remember the song we'd sing to help cheer the others up?"

*He finally looks away from the rubble and 'Angel'*

Me - "Remember? Who can take the sunshine..."

[weirdestbooks]

A Little Brother's Guidance (Wattpad | Ao3)

for @lost-islands

Michigan was excited to meet his little brother. He was waiting for his Uncle James to walk the new territory over to him and Indiana from wherever the new territory appeared. His head was leaning against Indiana’s shoulder, and she was rubbing her thumb over his knuckles.

He was excited to be an older brother. Michigan had been the baby for so long that he was excited to have someone younger than him around, both because Michigan could baby them and his older siblings would baby him less.

He knew they would never stop, though. Not when Michigan was blind.

Well, blind wasn’t entirely accurate. Michigan could see sometimes, like when he was in charge of the body or looking out of his Dad’s eyes.

But never anything that wasn’t real. Anything in the little world they had in his father’s head was not visible to him. They weren’t sure why. Uncle James thought it was because Michigan couldn’t imagine visual things, even if he was trying to remember something that he had been able to see. Indiana thought it was because Michigan was going to be blind when he got his body and could only see now because Dad could.

Michigan didn’t really care what was causing it. It didn’t change the fact that he couldn’t see.

Michigan smiled as he heard footsteps approaching, knowing that it was his uncle and little brother making his way over to them. Indiana released his hand, and Michigan pulled his head off of her shoulder.

“Illinois, these are two of your older siblings,” Uncle James said as Michigan turned his head to face the sound of his uncle’s voice.

“Hi! I’m Illinois!” his little brother chirped. His high-pitched voice hinted to Michigan that his brother was probably very young physically.

“Hello, Illinois. I’m Indiana, and this here is Michigan,” Indiana said. Michigan smiled, waving in what he hoped was the direction of his little brother.

“Hello, Illinois.”

“And for your benefit, Michigan, Illinois is about physically five, with brown hair and blue eyes. He has eagle wings like you, and they are so adorable. He had freckles and—” Uncle James began before Illinois cut him off.

“Why are you describing me to Mishhh—Mitchigan?” Illinois asked. His voice was so innocent and sweet, and Michigan could now tell that Illinois had a lisp as the new territory stumbled over the s sounds in his speech, even pronouncing Michigan’s name wrong.

He didn’t care. Hearing his little brother stumble over his speech was adorable, and Michigan could feel warmth blooming in his chest. Was this what his siblings felt when he was born?

No wonder they babied him.

“I can’t see Illinois, so Uncle James describes things to me so I can…” he couldn’t imagine them; the visual images inside his head were as nonexistent as the ones outside of his head, “get an understanding of my surroundings and people within them.”

There was a brief moment of silence before Michigan suddenly stumbled forward, a tiny hand having grabbed his own and was pulling him forward.

“Illinois?” Michigan asked, taking a guess as to who that was—none of his siblings had hands that small, after all. “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to help you see things!” The small territory chirped, and Michigan couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face.

“Thank you, Noi. What are you going to see for me first?” Michigan asked, deciding not to mention to Illinois that the little world had been explained to him a dozen times over and that he could navigate it with little difficulty. Well, aside from the forest. It was too complex, and the ground was so covered in roots and rock that he always tripped on things.

“Over here is Uncle James’ house!” Illinois said cheerily through his lisp, seemingly forgetting that Michigan could not see whatever he was pointing at. Michigan decided not to mention it so that the young boy could have his fun.

“Really? What does it look like?” Michigan asked.

“It’s made of…mud, I think? It has a straw roof and is yellow! Wait, do you know what yellow is?” Illinois asked. Michigan nodded.

“I can see through Dad’s eyes, so I got to have colors explained to me,” Michigan explained, “And I know yellow is the color of happiness, according to James.”

There was a brief moment of silence before Illinois gasped.

“I’m sorry, Mitchigan! I nodded and forgot you couldn’t see me. I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!” he said, sounding so panicked. Michigan laughed.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I know you didn’t mean to,” Michigan said before carefully lowering himself to the ground and holding out his arms. “Can I have a hug? I’d do it myself, but I’m not sure how tall you are and don’t want to knock you over.”

Michigan was then knocked over by a small body barreling into him as tiny arms and wings wrapped around him. Michigan squeezed his little brother tighter, wrapping his wings around the small boy. 

He knew his body would become young again when he was born, but right now, Michigan had the body of a teenager, and his large, fully developed (although useless) wings felt like they covered the small territory.

Eventually, Illinois pulled away, but Michigan could still feel the familiar pinpricks in his neck, which meant that someone was looking at him.

“Before we continue to the tour,” Michigan asked, “Can I feel your face? It helps me understand more about what you look like.”

“Yes!” Illinois said before grabbing Michigan’s hand and putting it in his face. Michigan slowly traced his hand over Illinois’ facial features. His nose was small and narrow, and his eyelashes felt long. Michigan moved his hand over to Illinois’ ears, wondering how wide his face was. Illinois let out a little giggle.

“That tickles!” he said. Michigan smiled.

“I’ve been told that it can,” Michigan said before putting a hand over Ilinois’ mouth as the territory giggled, feeling the smile that was present there. Satisfied, Michigan pulled his hand away.

“Thank you, Illinois.”

“You’re welcome! I’m glad I can help you see!”

“Yeah, me too.”

[fartemis-crock]

In-depth Character Sheet Bc I need to attach it to my about page k thx.

Credit to Sir Ender at this writing forum.

Reblog or repost. DO NOT remove credit.  

FULL NAME: Artemis A. Crock MEANING: from the Greek ἀρτεμής (artemes) meaning "safe" or ἄρταμος (artamos) meaning "a butcher” NICKNAME: Arte, ‘T’, Missy BIRTHDAY: Jan. 16th ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: Capricorn GENDER: Cis female ALLERGIES: strawberries. SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Hetero/Demi

APPEARANCE  -cont. below cut bc?? it’s so long-

HAIR COLOR: Auburn but bleached to all hell. HAIR STYLE AND LENGTH: LONG EYES COLOR: Brown EYESIGHT: Deteriorating. HEIGHT: 5′10 OUTFIT/CLOTHING STYLE: colorful a.f. DISTINGUISHING MARKS(SCARS,MOLES): SHE GOT A FACE TATTOO SKIN COLOR: Tanned BODY TYPE/BUILD: Muscular DESCRIBE THEIR VOICE: she got a hella midwestern/northern accent that only comes out when she's v. excited or v. mad

RELATIONSHIPS

MOM: HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: she calls her atleast every other day. DAD: HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: her dad is her favorite person who has ever existed. HOW SOCIABLE(LONER,ETC):  mmm. she intense.

PERSONALITY

WHEN YOU FIRST MEET THEM: BAD AS YOU KNOW THEM BETTER(AND THEY LIKE YOU): Not as bad. She’s that one friend who just doesn’t really talk unless she’s saying a pun tho. AS YOU KNOW THEM BETTER(AND THEY DISLIKE YOU): BAD FAVORITE COLOR: Blue. Or Pink. FAVORITE FOOD: eaten. FAVORITE ANIMAL: She’s a dog person. 100% FAVORITE ELEMENT:  Earth. She likes the inherent stability.  USUAL MOOD: ...intense. DRINK/SMOKE/DRUGS: Only drinking. Maybe a lil bit of blow on occasion. HOW SERIOUS ARE THEY: VERY CLASS IN AN RPG: wildheart barbarian. but with a crossbow on main. OPINION ON SWEARING: She doesn’t even think about it she just does. DAREDEVIL VS CAUTIOUS: Daredevil MUSIC TYPE: God. Anything she can run to. MOVIE TYPE: Surprisingly? 80′s rom-coms. don’t @ her BOOK TYPE: Mythological

HOW DO THEY ACT WHEN THEY ARE…

SAD: like a bitch HAPPY: like a bitch ANGRY: like a bitch AFRAID: like a bitch LOVE SOMEONE: like a bitch HATE SOMEONE: like a bitch WANT SOMETHING: like a bitch CONFUSED: like a bitch

HOW DO THEY REACT TO…

DANGER: EXCITEMENT SOMEONE THEY HATE WHO HAS A CRUSH ON THEM: light glaring. PROPOSAL TO MARRY: LOOK. she’s kindof a hopeless romantic. if she’s with someone long enough that a proposal comes; she’s gonna be ecstatic but she’s gonna try her damnedest not to show it DEATH OF LOVED ONE:  God, so it depends on who it is. But she’ll most likely be devastated, and unable to hide it. DIFFICULT GAME/MATH/ETC: She’s the person who flips the fucking table INJURY: It depends on the injury; most of the time, she’ll just pretend it didn’t happen. LOSS OF HOURS OF WORK: She’ll be super irritable. Run.

KNOWLEDGE

LANGUAGES:  Greek, Russian & French  SCHOOLING LEVEL: HIghschool Graduate. FAVORITE SUBJECT (S): History & anything physical INTERESTED CAREERS: A normal career? probably archeology EXPERTISE: She’s incredibly competent in but only in her fields. PUZZLES: She actually enjoys them, like, a lot. HOW GOOD ARE THEY AT PLANNING AHEAD: BAD. She tries but she never follows her own plans IMPULSIVE/STRATEGY: i m p u l s i v e. a. f.

ROMANCE

DO THEY TAKE INITIATIVE:  SHE DOES. HOW DO THEY ACT(SHY,ETC): She is so confident it’s not fair to whoever she’s with. GO SLOW VS JUMP INTO: Hmmmmmmmm. Kindof a cop-out answer, but a bit of both? She’ll jump into being physical, but will be very slow with the emotional. bc once she's into the emotion she's stuck. ACT LIKE FRIENDS OR LOVERS: Friends. TYPE OF KISSER: Assertive. DO THEY WANT KIDS: Yes. DO THEY WANT TO MARRY: Yes. ARE THEY ROMANTIC: Not?? really?? She is kindof a hopeless romantic in the sense that if she loves someone she LOVES them. but she’s not good at /being/ romantic. GET JEALOUS EASY: Bold of you to assume she’d even notice a situation she could be jealous of. FAVORITE POSITION: AGAINST A WALL WHAT WOULD HAPPEN ON THEIR DREAM DATE: cage fight. cage fight. cage fight. cAgE- OPINION ON SEX:  She could live with out it.

[aurelim]

Kai/Kaia

The Best Merfriend

❝I'm not letting you go by yourself. We merfolk stick together.❞ ❝I love you. I loved you the moment I met you. I always have. And I always will.❞

Age: A few days older than MC

Race: Merfolk

Gender: Male or female, depending on player choice

Pronouns: He/him or she/her, depending on player choice

Physical appearance: As a Merfolk, K has a dark purple tail and matching violet eyes. Depending on if they are male or female, their hair style changes. If male, K has short light brown hair that can be best described as unruly. If female, K has the same shade of brown and it reaches to her waist, thus why she has to tie it up. Either way, K has a peach complexion. As a human, they are [REDACTED]

Trope(s): Friends-to-lovers, denial, belated love ephiphany

K has been your best friend since you were little. What started out as family friends strengthened into a closer, deeper bond. They know a lot about you—more than your family does. You can always trust them to keep secrets and tell stories that always makes you laugh. K is friendly, caring, and loyal to a fault; especially to you.

Besides being friendly, K is a ray of sunshine. They tend to view things with an optimistic view and is always willing to help out others. The only exception is with humans. If they notice someone sad, frowning, or in a bad mood, K would try everything to cheer that person up. They are naive and curious too, which some have said will be their downfall. They do not care.

It is no secret to you that K wants to go to the surface. Despite everything you had been told—that humans are bad—it has yet to deter them. It was all they ever talked about, and though you had told them to stop, you can still see the spark of determination in their bright purple eyes. It is just a matter of when.

Their intuition is their greatest talent. They do not have to turn around to notice someone—in fact, K already felt the presence before acknowledging them. This gives them an advantage during hunts, as they can sense humans and danger quickly. Can and will 100% sneak up on you, giving you the jumpscare of your life.

Fun Facts About K:

In a modern world, their nickname would be "Special K"

Best puppy eyes and the worst at resisting them

Least amount of slowburn, but they are in denial for a while. Reasonable, considering they have felt things for MC before but always pushed them down.

Oh yeah, they also used to have a crush on MC. Might still have it depending on how you feel about them...or might not

Favorite animal are jellyfishes

Purple magic signature and aura

Knowledgeable about human fashion. They are good at observing and taking information and using it to create their own line brand.

Acrobatic and can do backflips, somersaults, etc...underwater. You don't question the logic.

Against eating seafood—how could you not think about that lobster?? It could have been the mother of, like, 50,000 baby lobsters! You never know! Why? Because you ate it—

Intolerant to alcohol. Will get drunk by the first two sips

You have to keep your eye on K all the time when on land. They are likely running all over town looking at everything and trying everything and creating chaos with their hyperactive energy. Good luck to you and Maddox

[horizon-verizon]

If we're going to use the YT version of the dance I'm just going to point out that VB are blonde and it's only mentioned that they're bastards in one of them. If you watch just the video that narrates the beginning you might even think that the 5 are Hero children with Daemon and Rhaenys is her mother

Probably an answer to this post. And the Blu-Ray recorded narration for the Dance of the Dragons is this video.

The Youtube Video of the Dance portion was Published 7 years ago, March 16, 2016. Fire and Blood was Published November 20, 2018.

The entire "Game of Thrones: Histories & Lore" animated series of six installments that began back in 2012, ending 2019. *EDIT- 10/18/24* Found out I already had a post about this, and the episode came out in 2016, AND it was based on "The Princess and the Queen" more, and not F&B. The latter has Cregan's short stint as Hand; the blu Ray doesn't have The Hour of the Wolf...which canonically occurred before Aegon and Jaehaera marry. If that's not enough to pose this Blu Ray rendition of the Dance and its aftermath as irrelevant, esp when GRRM completed his telling of the Dance and its aftermath in F&B , then people are lying to themselves. Or stupid. *END OF EDIT*

Yes, they were blonde in that narration. Rhaenys was also at first white-golden haired before GRRM changed it.

Still, I don't think it's bad nor does it undermine Rhaenyra's claim to admit that her kids might not be Laenor's; me, I think they weren't and I thought that since before HotD bc the timing is just too off and I really don't think that Aegon III and Viserys II would let such a weird inconsistency (that their older brothers were brown haired, yada yada) go nor in the popular tale nor in the Citadel.

Yeah, Rhaenys has Baratheon blood and Baratheons have dark hair and perhaps the details abt the boys' dark eyes and "pug" unturned or "button" noses could have come from her genes from again the Barathons (the eyes, not so much: Baratheons don't typically have dark eyes, they have grey to blue...mostly blue). Yes, perhaps Aemma had dark hair herself.

But Rhaenyra getting pregnant by Laenor 3 times...for each boy to come out having all these same physical characteristics when he didn't really stay around even after a certain event occurred? When he himself had purple eyes, white-gold hair, etc.? That's a bit much.

Why does it not undermine the "legal" claim (if there had been no greens)? Because they are claimed by the necessary parties and are Rhaenyra (the heir)'s children. Legal vs ideological; in Westeros and often in real life, even bigots often move way if they find themselves unable to really enforce their own ideals if they don't have much money or resources to do so. What more self concerned nobles who have luttle to really gain by inviting royal punishments on themselves if they were to say her kids weren't Laenor's? Again, it does matter, but it's not necessarily a 100% death sentence for either Rhaenyra or her kids; and if handled right, the probability of disaster lowers. What Rhaenyra's issue was that Alicent provided dragonriding sons and a daughter (who was made pretty inactive aside from giving babies) who she then made sure to think they had to usurp Rhaenyra to gain their "birthright" as males, which gave them a chance to access what Otto/Alicent wanted when she was married off to Viserys--the throne. Alicent was also the Queen consort. Thus, they had a reason and ability to indirectly accuse Rhaenyra of infidelity and lying to the King to ruin the line of succession.

I don't think anyone should really stress that much over the boys' appearances/indications of paternity as much as this whole "they had pale hair" thing leads people sometimes.

It's valuable in getting green fans to shut up about a supposed lack of ambiguity GRRM wrote for it, about their parentage and thus them trying to close what I described as legal vs ideological meaning and effects of "bastardry" for Rhaenyra (history showing us what "bastard" meant and how one applied it functionally). Which was always meant to make readers think and guide them to why it doesn't really matter in the way they think nor in the degree they think in the first place. Meant to put to question what sort of "fault" they should apply and to whom to reveal biases or misunderstandings of human behavior and intent.

[obsoleteozymandias]

Hopefully I'm doing this right (Feel free to delete/ignore if your request matchups are closed or if you don't feel comfortable writing it) I just wanted to request a Matchup for Twisted Wonderland

Appearance: 5'0, waist-long straight black hair with full bangs, round almond brown eyes, round face (pale-ish??), just an Average Asian/Filipino, has a bit of a resting b face, so I try to always smile with my eyes.

I like wearing dark academia clothing but I also like clothing that looks grundge-y (my style is either masc or fem, no in-betwen)

My MBTI: ENFP

Zodiac Sign: Leo ♌

Sexuality/Gender: Demiromantic Asexual (I just say I'm Demisexual), Agender/ Genderfluid (She/her/They/them)

Personality: Ok whew, I dont know how to begin- My personality is a bit of a mess, I can be childish and playful but serious at times. I'm prone to hyperfocusing on things, I get defensive easily, and I am prone to getting a bit aggressive when I'm extremely mad/ pissed off. My tone of voice comes out as cold and mean (But I try to make it friendlier), I am stubborn (very stubborn when I know I'm right, I'm insistent on it too and rarely backdown) and I'm pretty confident and independent. I work in street smarts but my intuition is pretty strong, I'm quick to think on my feet. Some people have told me I like I have an Inferiority/Superiorty complex where I act like I'm the best but feel like the worst. I like acting average when I'm aware I'm not and I like playing Devil's Advocate, I like acting innocent and cutesty when I know I'll benefit from it. I like acting naive to fool people (My survival skills, apparently), I can be eccentric and follow my heart than my head most of the time, I am more inclined to go with the flow instead of sticking to a routine or schedule (Been told that I'm a walking Adhd). My friends have described me to be a "Golden Cat (or something)- Black Cat appearance and Golden Retriever Energy.

Likes: Sleeping and Daydreaming

I like chocolates, especially the extra bitter dark chocolates. And whipped cream makes me absolutely feral. My favourite type of chips are honey butter potato chips. I love blueberry cheesecakes and chocolate chip banana muffins. I also like the different colored macarons. I like my chocolate bitter but when it comes to tea, I will rival Kalim's sugar serving

I like the colors red, blue, and green.

I like roses, specifically the half colored roses (half red, half white), Sunflowers, and Forget-Me-Nots.

I like both dogs and cats.

Dislikes: Hypocrites, people who have no sense of morals and principles (people who cheat in school, just to be a top student, without actually learning anything), people who flex their wealth around. I dislike veggies because they have a weird aftertaste, specific textures (sensory issues go brrr)

Partner Preference/s: Its either one or the other for me (usually, when I simp for characters, They're either INTJ/ISTJ or ENTP, its crazy) To be more specific... I would prefer a partner who is incredibly smart/intelligent in academics (or just being knowledgeable in general), someone who is studious (I like nerdy people ngl) and being dorky about their interest. Sometimes, I find great attraction to people who seem aloof and closed off, I like cracking people open (not literally), people who compliment me, that we are different but similar in the things that matter. Someone who just gets me in ways that I couldn't/wouldn't anticipate.

My Love Language (Receiving): Acts of Service and Quality Time

I'm sorry for the word vomit 😭 I wanted to be as specific as I can

Hereeeee ya go

== Twisted Wonderland ==>

I match you up with…

Jade Leech

Jade is one of the few people who can appreciate the more manipulative ways you deal with people. When he sees you put on a cute or innocent act to get what you want, he’s SUPER intrigued. 

He’ll get closer to you with politeness at first, but you know he genuinely loves you when he shows you his more cunning and less than polite side. 

He’s also someone who can appreciate your lightheartedness. He himself is somewhat reserved and distant, and I imagine you’d be like a ray of sunshine in the ocean of his life. 

Side note: you and Floyd are a chaotic friendship which he frequently finds himself being both annoyed by and extremely fond of. 

Catch him making you all sorts of teas and drinks with your favorite flavors, or having you taste-test some snacks at the lounge that he already knows you’ll love. 

Is he offended when you put a lot of sugar into you tea? A little bit. Does he find your delighted smile cute and will overlook that? Absolutely. 

Jade and you are both independent creatures, but you find solace and acceptance of eachother wholeheartedly in one another. 

[ru5t]

FIRST IMPRESSIONS MEME

A meme for first meetings and introduction threads, or a ‘What you will notice about my muse’ cheat sheet. Copy from template meme: x , don’t reblog. 

GENERAL APPEARANCE

Sex: Feminine. Notes: afab and has never encountered a reason not to just go with that, though really she doesn't strongly feel pressed about presenting as any particular gender, like. She's Tech. It's sort of a non-thought? Gender is a performance and she is the show's tech crew.

Race: Caucasian

Complexion: Fair and freckled; holds a little color, but even now she's more likely to freckle further (or even burn) than tan very deeply. Pale girl struggles. (At least she's not as pale as Vi-)

Height: 5'2"

Build Type: Slight. Other / More Details: In terms of physical development, she fell behind in her preteen years for a variety of reasons (but mostly because of interference/side effects) and never caught up or reached her full potential. She's not frail, but she'll never be particularly strong, and she struggles to put on any mass, muscle or otherwise (also for many reasons but mainly because of that interruption in her growing years.)

Hair: Varies a little from a shorter bob (close to her chin) to kind of medium (touching her shoulders) with choppy layers and a slight wave texture Color: Naturally red; it was lighter when she was younger, almost more strawberry blonde, and got darker as she got older, into coppery, rusty shades. These days it's usually california poppy orange, a streak of green, maybe her roots showing a little; when she's in the city she uses a temporary (wash-out) color product to make it look an unassuming brown. Style: She wears it up a lot to get work done, often putting it into a ponytail or sometimes a big jaw clip or with a hair stick. Lots of smaller clips for the many little flyaways. When not working she generally leaves it loose, because having it up for long periods tends to give her a headache or make her head tender

Eye color: Hazel Notes: Often described as curious, sharp, and/or seeing. A little wide-eyed vibes, too, sometimes.

Scars: Quite a lot of little ones, largely work-related (burns and cuts on her arms and hands) and from that whole survival thing. Some more notable ones include: one through her right eyebrow, one on her outer left arm, the Many on her outer left thigh, and the entry and exit wounds on her upper back and chest respectively. It's probably worth noting that before her reeducation she had different scars, including one through her bottom lip, which were 'scrubbed', so anyone who knew her before would probably note she looks different, even if they couldn't exactly place why.

FASHION

Fashion Style: A little tomboyish at times. She's got some clothes purely for functional reasons when dealing with bigger scale projects, and the rest of the time it's very... early thousands punk-y/grunge girl, spiky updos and all Notes: In terms of silhouette, think like Linds.ey Lo.han and her on-screen friends in Freaky Friday - actually kind of just early thousands Lindsey most of the time? Avril La.vigne(!). Early thousands P!nk a little bit. Whichever of those Mary-Kat.e n Ash.l.ey movies is the one where they have this vibe.

Typical Clothing: More fitted tops, t-shirts and tanks, paired with looser bottoms that are usually cargo-pants in spirit if not literal application (pockets!!! a must-have.) Sometimes she has a jacket or secondary loose layer over top, sometimes she does not. It's not usually Noticeable with a capital N I don't think but there is a pattern/fact of her shirts never touching her neck- they either have some kind of dropped collar to begin with or she will alter it. She dabbles in clothing theft, but usually more for sleepwear than every day. Loves a good giant shirt for sleeping.

Color Palette: Maybe like.... orange, green, pink? A dash of teal and yellow? All over the place if we're honest. The more regular note is: stripes. She wears a lot of striped tops in particular- she's owned no less than three different orange striped shirts. Her pants, if only because she likes the cargo style, tend to be the more neutral part of her outfits, ranging around in khaki and dark greens, dark blues, grey- you know. Cargo pants colors. She's owned at least two pair of camouflage colored/patterned pants, one of which she cut into shorts at some point (and the second pair to replace the first lmao)

Jewelry & Piercings: Her ears are double pierced on the lobes; she tends to wear studs in the higher/second set, and likes dangly bright charm earrings in the lower/first set. She had a septum piercing at one point but I don't know if it's still there. She does not and will not wear necklaces (though may occasionally pull her goggles down and leave them there, while she's working. Mostly they go up on her head though.) She likes woven bracelets, and anything clicky-clacky (but not jingle-y) like wood and plastic. She picked up the habit of wearing 'bad luck beads' from a certain someone.

Tattoos: N/A

Other Information: Gloves! Fingerless. Sometimes practical but more often a fashion/cultural thing, the patterned useless kind. Headphones sometimes, and welding goggles of some kind, I haven't settled on a particular style. I'm still not sure I'm committed to the cat ear helmet, but. Potentially there is also the cat ear helmet sometimes (<- which would not be in that color but that is soooo the vibe, the energy, if she does have one)

EXPRESSION

General Facial Expression: Fluid and ever-changing, even when she's otherwise placid. It would be incredibly heart-on-her-sleeve if not for the fact that her expressions and moods don't match the way you'd expect. (In fact, it often counterintuitively serves to obscure what she's thinking; people generally have a hard time reading her expressions (and sometimes body language). More information does not always mean better clarity.)

Default Body Language: Much the same as her expressions, though a little more traditionally matched. Small for scared, fidgety for nervous, tall shoulders for angry. The problem is more that she doesn't really seem to have anywhere to settle. There is no default, only wherever she's at that day.

General Movements: Cautious and guarded. A hand-talker, though she's often known to keep herself strictly contained in unfamiliar settings— she's typically an incredibly high self-monitor, constantly aware of where she is in a space, how much of it she's taking up, if she's in the (apparent) way, how close people are to her, etc. etc. Thus, she gives off this sort of... tightly wound energy. Like she wants to go big, but won't commit. When at work on a project she's very nimble and clever, generally confident, almost a whole different vibe: she's great at tiny fiddly machines and wires.

NOTABLE FOR RP

Presence: In person, usually pretty innocuous. She's colorful yeah but in home setting that's the norm, so she doesn't generally stand out in a crowd. She mostly just wants her own space, but with her wandering expressions and habit of talking to herself and the occasional little tic, some people are put off and/or rude to her. She also... doesn't necessarily Miss social cues, but will fail to initiate them first, or the way people expect. She's just... a bit odd. Has some crazy currency. Over the transmitter she's an absolute menace and regularly antagonistic to anyone who gets on her nerves even a little.

Appearance: Always at least a little wild looking— her hair messy, her clothes crooked. She (accidentally) ends up with tears in the knees of her pants a lot. A little like... you know how people dress after they develop a personal style but before they get it in their head to be self-conscious about being "put-together"? It's kind of like that. There's an energy and a vibe just not necessarily a huge amount of polish — things she likes, rather than outfits she puts together for people to look at. Also, with all her workshopping and tendency to bump her elbows and scrape her knees ... a little bit spicy kitten feral. A dash of mad-scientist. Odd little bug.

Scent: Ignoring the obvious notes to be made about people in apocalyptic-esque settings (although I really think. Personal HC disclaimer or whatever but I think it's not that bad, broadly speaking. No-showers georg probably exists but... there is a city actively manufacturing things, and a thriving smuggling scene, and an entire trade system, and sort of prairie-culture more than apocalypse wasteland, you know? it's more about conserving the safe water than not having the access to the necessities, I think. Dry alternatives are probably popular. ANYWAY-) I think anything else noticeable might be... a little bit of a (good) cat-smell, because of how much time she spends with Glitch+how often he's sitting standing or laying on her.

Voice Description: Honestly I have never had a particular association other than knowing she talks fast.

Accent: (This was presented as a "yes/no" question and I am here to say: Everyone Has An Accent.) More information: There's a kind of... zones accent? That isn't formally plotted out but just sort of developed as we were writing. It involves lots of dropped consonants + some Spanish influence and rapid-fire sentences ft. all that slang. To me it's always seemed almost... American South in terms of vibe? But that might be a biased take on it. I don't know that it necessarily sounds that way, like with the same vowel placements, but it reads that way to me.

Speech Mannerisms: Sort of wobbles between some natural leanings and just a little bit of putting-on — she tends to exaggerate her 'zone accent' a little bit when she's feeling either superior or inferior or if she's just trying to make a Point of something. Naturally a chatterbox, though it might take her a bit to warm up (and sometimes she also goes entirely nonverbal). Time alone during years she should have been expanding her social skills led to her talking to herself out loud a lot, and sometimes she forgets people like to be able to respond. If she gets snapped at or fussed at specifically for talking a lot/too much she's incredibly likely to A) snap back and then B) become a lot more stiff and/or outright refuse to speak with a person anymore. Practices being brave about things she doesn't want to say by saying them AllinOneBreathWithNoSpaceAndVeryVeryQuickly

Anything else to add? People who think they have her figured out off a first impression and go on to try and predict and/or direct her behavior typically set off several alarms for her, and always fuck it up one way or another. This is largely lefftover from the way her mother treated her. I know what specifically sets it off, and how to avoid it but don't like to announce it because then people. try to Outwit it. and it annoys me.

[trashyswitch]

Day 21: New Discovery

SCP-053 and SCP-682 get a rare, second chance to play together and learn from each other. While they interact, the SCP staff members and personnel are able to learn lots of new things about these anomolies.

Another SCP Foundation fanfic! Hope you enjoy!

D-Class Personnel are in the observation unit accompanied by General  ███, General ██████, and Dr. ██████████. Though the D-Class Personnel are new, General  ███, General ██████, and Dr. ██████████ have observed behaviors and responses to SCP-682’s body before. (See [REDACTED] For more details.) SCP-053 is released into SCP-682’s containment area. She is timid and nervous at first…only changing to surprise when she darts her eyes towards the door as SCP-682 is introduced into the room. 

SCP-053: “Kitty!” 

SCP-682 appears unsure. Though they have met once before in the past, This is SCP-053’s first time speaking to SCP-682, which may have, in turn, made SCP-682 unsure how to react. 

SCP-682: (tilts head) ...Kitty? (blinks) Am I a kitten to you?

SCP-053: Yes! Kitty, kitty, kitty!

SCP-682: (places head down) Hmm…

SCP-053 walks up to SCP-682 and hugs his nose. She looks thrilled to see him. SCP-682 appears to let out a huff of air from his nose. This in turn, makes SCP-053 giggle. 

SCP-053: Hehehe! Tickle tickle! (scratches SCP-682’s chin) Scales! Like adi-gator! 

SCP-682: (visibly smiles) Hmm? Alligator? 

SCP-053: Uh huh! 

SCP-682: You think I am an alligator? 

SCP-053: Mm hmm! gi-NORMOUS adi-gator! HUUUGE!

SCP-682: (chuckles) I am gigantic. And I am indestructible. 

SCP-053: In-dith-ru-cut-ble! (Her attempt to say indestructible?) 

SCP-682: I have made friends with artificial intelligence. Do you know what that is? 

SCP-053: (shakes head) 

SCP-682: It’s complicated. 

SCP-053 walks up to SCP-682’s long hair, and feels it. She laughs and feels it again before bringing her hand back and staring at her slightly covered hand. 

SCP-053: Hehe! It’s sliiimey! 

SCP-682: What are you doing? 

SCP-053 appears to be unbothered by the ‘slimey’ hair, and starts to braid it. We were previously unaware of SCP-053’s ability to braid hair. The descriptive word used to describe SCP-682’s hair is recorded in 682’s file. 

SCP-053: (finishes braid and looks at it) Pwetty!

SCP-682: (surprise) P-Pretty? 

SCP-053 ties up the end of the hair follicle. To our amazement, the reptile’s braid stays in. This appears to excite SCP-053, who squeals and claps her hands…only to immediately grab more hair nearby and start braiding it too. SCP-053 spends the next 30 minutes braiding the front hair sections. At 3:41pm, SCP-682’s left front side is messily braided. Due to the braids, SCP-682’s  eyes are vaguely visible. 

SCP-682: Fascinating…I can see you better. 

SCP-053: (gasps) Eyes! (pushes braids out of the way and touches the left outer eye) So pwetty!

SCP-682: (smiles) What color is my eye? 

SCP-053: Yellow like the sun awound a dark black circle. Like midnight! 

SCP-682: (chuckles) I see. So dark pupils like the night sky? 

SCP-053: Darker. And no stars. Just black, black, black. 

SCP-682: Interesting…

SCP-053: (opens her own eye with her fingers) What color are my eyes? 

SCP-682: (hums, looking closer)...I think they are brown…like tree bark…or perhaps…mud. 

SCP-053: (Smiles excitedly, walks up and places her hand on his jawline.) Do you like scwatchies? 

SCP-682: S-Scratches? 

SCP-053: (nods head) SCP-682: I…don’t know. I am rarely touched in a soft manner such as that. I am only ever injured. 

SCP-053: (immediately turns sad) Do…you want scwatches? SCP-682: (blinks)...Uhhh…Sure. 

SCP-053 quickly grows excited as she starts scratching under the left side of his jaw. This action appears to have caught SCP-682 by surprise, as the SCP is seen widening his one visible eye and lifting his tail a few feet off the ground. 

SCP-682: What is this? I…feel good. I feel…really good. (raises tail up higher) 

SCP-053: Oooh! adi-gator puppy! Scwatchies for the adi-gator puppy! 

SCP-682: Yes…I like this. It feels nice. Keep going. 

SCP-053 starts scratching with both her hands. This appears to make SCP-682 raise his head slightly higher, as if telling her to scratch further under his chin. SCP-053 seems to understand this, and allows her hands to follow in his direction. 

SCP-682: Yes…I love this. Haha. This is wonderful. I feel good. I feel very good. (wags tail lightly) Hahaha!

SCP-053: (giggles and scratches towards the front chin) 

SCP-682: Haha! Hahaha! K-Kid! That- Hahahaha! Tickles! Hahaha! Stop! 

SCP-053: Tickle tickle, adi-gator puppy! 

SCP-682: Hahaha! Hohold on! That’s not- Gahahaha! (wags tail vigorously) P-Please stop! Hahaha! P-Please! Bahahaha! 

SCP-053: Okay. (moves hands over to lower jaw) No more tickles. Just scwatchies. 

SCP-682: Haha…haha…Yes. That’s better. Scratches are good. Good scratches. 

SCP-053 appears content and happy to give SCP-682 what he wants. 

At 4:05pm, SCP-053 becomes bored and begins looking at SCP-682’s claws with intrigue. Why she’s looking at his claws is uncertain. Though personnel are hesitant to let SCP-053 touch him, SCP-682 appears compliant and docile. He watches her as she places her hand and outstretched fingers on top of SCP-682’s claw. 

SCP-053: Big claws…like a big kitty. 

SCP-682: Alligators have big claws too. And webbed feet like mine. 

SCP-053: I have person hands. Tiny people hands and tiny fingernails. 

SCP-682: Do you have toes? 

SCP-053: Ya! (takes off sock) See? (wiggles toes) 

SCP-682 appears to walk up to SCP-053’s bare foot. Personnel quickly begin to abort the mission before SCP-682 decides to devour the little girl. But all personnel stop in their tracks when they hear laughter. 

SCP-053: Hahahaha! Hahahaha- HAHahahaha! (taps ground) W-Wahahait! (slightly pulls foot back) Nahahahat the tohohohoes! (leans head back) Hahahahahahehehe! 

SCP-682: Hmm… (sniffs foot) I see. 

SCP-682 appears to open his mouth slightly, but the personnel find it hard to tell what SCP-682 is doing to her foot. Whatever SCP-682 is doing, seems to be making her cackle with laughter. 

SCP-053: HAHAHAHAhahahaha! BAHAHAhahaha! NOHO MOHORE! PLEHehehease! 

SCP-682 appears to listen to her request. SCP-053 is left giggling on the floor while SCP-682 is looking at her with what appears to be concern or worry. 

SCP-682: Are you okay? 

SCP-053: (giggling, breathless) Y…Yeah…’m okay. (sits up) I tickled you, you tickled me.

SCP-682: Yes…I suppose that was how it went. 

SCP-053: Hug? (opens arms) 

SCP-682: (thinking)...sure. One more hug. 

SCP-053 hugs SCP-682’s nose again. SCP-682 seems unbothered by this action. Rather, he looks content to be given a hug by a child. Personnel are left scratching their heads by such gentle actions…which are being provided by a creature who is classified as Keter class. Dr. ██████████ continues to document these new findings. 

After SCP-682 falls asleep in the containment unit, SCP-053 is instructed to move towards the exit door of the containment unit. She appears reluctant at first. But she soon complies and walks out of the room, not without giving him a kiss on the beak. When SCP-053 exits the room, sounds of growling and grunting from SCP-682 can be observed. SCP-682 becomes aggressive and manic, shouting for the child to come back. But Personnel in Containment suits bring SCP-053 back to her room. 

Notes: SCP-682 was observed smashing into walls and shouting for hours after 053’s exit. Though there were no casualties, we fear what will happen if SCP-682 and SCP-053 meet again. Meanwhile, SCP-053 has been observed crying in her cell, off and on for 2 days. She appears distressed and sad to have left her new friend alone. Though this second interaction with SCP-053 helped Dr. ██████████ learn more about both SCP’s, it is highly unlikely a repeat interaction will occur in the future. 

[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

Give me a description of your appearance, personality, hobbies, and what fandom you want and I’ll match you with a character in my fandom range!!!

saw this on my feed and no I wanna try!

I’m a 15/16 year old Indian girl (identifies she/her), with lighter olive skin but dark brown/ almost black eyes. My hair is black and it’s a bit less than shoulder length and straight but curves at the ends. I sometimes wear it in a ponytail, sometimes let down.

I love to write and have written a lot of short stories and fanfics. I also like to journal, even though I forget to do it often lol. I also doodle sometimes, mostly for fun.

I’d like to think I’m a pretty chill person, and a bit introverted if you don’t know me well. But, once I start to know someone more well, they become introduced to the side of me with my obsessions and I love to talk and rant about my obsessions and would totally do it 24/7 if given a chance lol. I’m an INFP if that gives more perspective into my personality. I also focus on my studies a lot and pride myself in my grades, though my grades aren’t, by far, the most important thing to me. The most important thing to me would probably be my friends and family.

I’m fine with any fandom and any character! This is a bit long now that I look back on it lol :)

No problem and I actually prefer longer descriptions because it helps me go into a deeper analysis and helps me to break down your character as a person to match you with someone else!!! also because you’re my last request for this, I will give you both a girl and a boy character

Your Fandom Ship(s): Hazel Levesque (Heroes of Olympus) and Ponyboy Curtis (The Outsiders!)



Explanation: I think he would love the way you look and would describe you as quite poetically, and if you ever insisted that your brown eyes weren’t that special, he would very quickly tell you otherwise, and start comparing them to things like honey the soil of the richer and things like that I just think he thinks you stepped out of a poem. he also really likes to write things and read so I think that you guys would enjoy taking English together, writing short stories and fanfiction and if this were a modern alternate universe, I think you guys would love scrolling through Wattpad together and giggling it horrible fan fictions and I think you guys could both have some super deep conversations too. He also takes a lot of pride in his grades and academic and doesn’t really care about it that much but his big brother makes him stay in shape in school. I think he also easily obsess over things and would have fun ranting about random things and situations and scenarios with you and would love, talking to you. I feel like you guys could talk for hours on end and never get bored or run out of subjects. He’s also highly loyal to his friends and family, and I think he would admire that trade about you and also appreciate your more chill, relaxed personality. That slowly gets more exciting as you get more comfortable with the person. 💚💚

Explanation: I think she would really appreciate your personality because I think you’re both quite similar to hers and she’s also quite similar to Pony. She’s more of a quiet character at first, but she grows to be louder as she gets more comfortable with you and she’s just such a sweetheart. She’s also extremely kind brave and loyal to her friends and family and is willing to sacrifice a lot to do whatever it takes to keep them safe For context she is a daughter of Hades, the god of the underworld in Greek mythology, which is quite ironic, considering she is one of the sweetest in the entire franchise and I cannot express express to you. How kind this girl is I just think you guys would get along so well. I think she’s going to be physically attracted to you and very appealed with how you look. I feel like she would also constantly shower you and compliments and you would of course shower her back because she did definitely deserves the freaking praise but I feel like you are just really uplifting for each other and such a great couple. She is also quite smart and not as academic, but definitely smart and other ways and I think that she would definitely be proud of you if you got a good grade and always the first person to come up to you and give you a hug if you got an A+ class and you worked super hard on a project. She’s not much of a writer herself, but she would absolutely support you in your writing and absolutely loves it whenever you write fanfiction about novels that she’s read and then insists on reading the fanfiction and praises you so much afterwards. Honestly, I hope you realize what a big deal. It is to be shipped with Hazel because she is an absolute sweetheart and I’m doing you a fucking honor man. 🩷🩷🩷 I ship so hard.

[befriending]

╰   ☆  ◞  gracie abrams / ciswoman / she/her ———  no way is that DYLAN WEBB? you know they’re TWENTY FIVE years old and they’ve been in los angeles for ALL HER LIFE. they’re chillin’ as a SINGER / MUSICIAN. oh and they’re notoriously known for being ALOOF but there are some people who have seen them be QUIRKY. i heard they’re a part of a SOLO ACT called DYLAN WEBB, yeah they’re a VOCALIST / GUITARIST. to be honest they sound a lot like GRACIE ABRAMS / OLIVIA RODRIGO / MAISIE PETERS. they’re actually FAMOUS.

BASIC INFORMATION:

full name: dylan elizabeth webb

nickname(s): dyl / d

age: twenty-five

date of birth: 7th september 1999

place of birth: los angeles, california

gender: ciswoman

pronouns: she / her

orientation: pansexual

language(s) spoken: american english

neighbourhood: downtown la (previously eastdale)

living arrangements: living in a downtown la loft, with a roommate.

FAMILY TIES:

mother: elizabeth webb (retired musician)

father: adam webb (movie director)

siblings: stella webb (younger sister) & alex webb (younger brother)

spouse / partner: n/a (very single!)

children: n/a

pets: french bulldog called, milo

OCCUPATIONAL INFORMATION:

occupation: solo artist / pop star

skillset or specialisation (if applicable): singer/guitarist

name of their act: dylan webb

so they play instruments? if so what?: guitar / piano / little bit of drums

how long have they been a part of the act?: all her life!

artist influences: taylor swift, olivia rodrigo, maisie peters, chappell roan, beabadoobee, nell mescal, dodie, laufey

current monthly spotify/apple music listens on average: 2,538,556 listeners

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:

face claim: gracie abrams

hair color: dark brown

eye color: brown

height: 5"7

tattoos: small lightning bolt on her left wrist

piercings: both ears pierced, used to have a nose piercing at one point but took it out.

clothing style: mum jeans, cosy jumpers, white / band tees, red lipstick, flannel shirts, converse, big hoodies, hair bows, wearing running shorts casually, dad caps.

distinguishing characteristics: she's got a scar on her knee, from where she fell off her bike as kid! also, she's almost always wearing a bow in her hair!

PERSONALITY:

positive traits: caring, hardworking, intelligent, observant, quirky.

negative traits: disorganized, critical, impatient, forgetful, stubborn

hobbies: learning how to play musical instruments, writing songs / music, going out dancing, drinking iced coffee, hanging out with her dog milo.

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

best-friends: dylan has lived in la her whole life, i'd love to see her have a group of close-knit friends, that do EVERYTHING together!

roommate: she's recently moved out of her parent's home, got her own place in downtown la with a roommate, do they get on? do they hate each other? we can talk about that!

current hook-ups / fwbs etc: u know the vibe, dylan is dating very very very causally at the moment, for fun more than anything!!

exes: she needs some people that she can write songs about, PLEASE!! we can discuss if they ended badly or not!! thank u!!

QUESTIONNAIRE:

"start at the beginning, who are you and why are you important?" "oh yikes! you're not holding back are you?" dylan laughs awkwardly, "i'm dylan, i'm twenty five and uh --- well i like to sing".

"how long have you been making music?" "god, this is very cheesy, but i've been making music since i was a teenager, if you look hard enough on youtube, you'll find a channel i posted my awful covers on".

"how would you describe the kind of music you make?" "again with the tough questions! i'd say, it's kinda poppy, fun, and vibey but also, sometimes, it can be super dramatic, sad, mope around your bedroom music just depends on what kinda mood i'm in". "who are some of your biggest musical influences?" "my mum, obviously, stevie nicks, dolly parton, taylor swift". "what is the first record you ever bought?" "ohmygod! i think it was a one direction vinyl, don't judge me". "what has working in the music industry meant to you thus far in your career?"

"everything! music is the only thing i've EVER wanted to do, so i'm very thankful that i can do that".

"what are some stand out moments from your career so far?" "ooh, i've done so many brilliant things, but i'd have to say recording some of my mum's older songs with her, was a dream". "how would you describe your style of performance? what makes your shows worth seeing?" "it's a big experience, some songs are just me and my guitar, other times, it's me and my band. i like to put on a show for people, i make things as fun as i can by interacting with the crowd a lot, my fans make the show! recently they've started handing out friendship bracelets at my shows, i LOVE THAT" "what are you still hoping to achieve in your career?" "i've already done so much, i'd really like to record something for a film soundtrack, that'd be great" "what’s next for you?" "dude, i've got no idea, but i can't wait for it"

if you’d like to plot with dylan, then please feel free to like this post and i’ll message you or feel free to message me on discord @ radcorrie!! thank you!!

[julicherry1020]

"On my knees" #1 - Hobie Brown x Reader

Enemies to Lovers! Spiderpunk Hobie Brown x Policewoman!Reader

Another day, another riot. That was how we could describe life in London right then and there. All spotlight was on the one and only Spiderman of London - Hobie Brown. Wherever he went, he created a big scene. Though Spiderman was the hero of his people, he was nothing but a pain in the ass of the city’s police. Even a newbie like [...] could tell how terrible the bad blood between that dude and the police force was. Her seniors always talked about Spiderman like he was kind of a lawless villain and their biggest target was to kick that asshole into jail. Sooner or later, [...] had been growing a deep hatred toward the vigilante. 

It was another “normal” day in London; a stream of people flowed in the streets, yelling, throwing petrol bombs at the force while they were protecting some dignitaries inside of a fancy building sipping their red wine just like how they were sucking the blood out of poor people’s veins. The sky was burning and [...] could hear woeful cries from every corner of the city. 

A fellow officer was helping with her body armor, making sure that she had all necessaries before getting down to the streets. Everybody knew that it was a tough mission but they were all determined since once in the blue moon, they would have the biggest chance to catch Spiderman in the toils of the law. However, [...] didn’t seem to be as excited as she thought. She was following her train of thought, doubting about all those things they had been doing ever since. But the young officer didn’t have much time to think clearly before being pushed down to the streets. 

The people who they were supposed to protect now screaming at them angrily like there was a blood debt needed to be paid. [...] and her colleagues were divided into teams trying to find any sight of Spiderman. At first, [...] accompanied her team closely but the crowd was eager to mess with them; they started stepping in her way. When [...] finally got out of the crowd, she lost sight of her colleagues. [...] had no choice but to turn into an alley to call for help. She pulled out her walkie - talkie; before she could turn it on, she heard a familiar voice from the nearby alley. [...] decided to go check it out first, her hand was on the gun. 

There was a masked guy with punk clothes over what appeared to be a red suit standing next to the motionless body of [...]’s fellow officer. He was knocked out by the guitar on the hand of who seem-to-be Spiderman. 

“Here comes another one.” Spiderman sighed out as he lifted his guitar up on his shoulder. “What d’ya want, piggy?”

[...] tried to get closer while assessing the situation. She felt her heart racing in her chest since standing in front of her was the scandalous Spiderman that police from the whole city were chasing after for months. [...] couldn’t tell exactly her feelings. Nervous, excited, or scared… She had no idea. The only thing she cared about was her friend lying there on the ground while the deadly vigilante blocked the way. She had to get to him out of there or he would die in any minute. 

[...] spoke up to him, doing her best to stay as calm as possible. “Sir, I need you to drop your guitar down and put your hands up where I can see them.” 

“That’s what I expected… the attitude. But sorry, miss piggy; I obey no one.” Hobie replied, moving forward a little bit. 

[...] didn’t see any of his expression since his face was covered under the mask. However, she surely knew that he was smiling sarcastically at her. She pulled herself together and repeated the order. 

“My colleague is lying there half dead and you’re the only suspect here so I have the right to arrest you for better investigation. Now, do as I said or else.”  She said as she pulled out the gun and put her finger on the trigger.

“Wow... That's tough.” Hobie looked at her as he said in a condescending tone. “Whatcha gonna do? Shoot me? If you want to lodge a bullet in my body, you should do it fast.” 

“I'll do what I have to do for the safety of London’s citizens.” [...] stayed still, not even taking a step back. She took a glance at her friend seeking for any sight of his movement then took her eyes back to the vigilante.

“Oh, you mean safety for the rich?” He chuckled.

 Hobie got even closer to her, lowering his head to see her clearer. 

“The man over there is protected by law with regard to his life, health, honour and dignity. You've broken it so there’s nothing illegal with arresting a suspect.” 

“You gotta be joking! You and those stupid governors take away people’s rights and now you’re talking to me about laws?”

“The law doesn’t protect people. We use it as a weapon against crimes and a shield to defend decent people. Now, put the guitar on the ground and your hands up in the air."

"Or what?" Hobie asked sarcastically. "Are you gonna shoot me and prove my point that cops are just as authoritarian as the government?" He stared at the gun in her hands a little bit more, waiting.

[...] had no chill for that. She immediately fired a shot in the air as the threat. She hoped that it would be a good warning for the vigilante before he went further but she was totally wrong about that punk-head. He just let out a laugh which immorally humiliated her as a cop. 

“Wow, what a big shot!” 

[...] try to keep her cool while aiming for the point. Her hands were shaking extremely. She had never shot a living thing, she didn’t want to hurt him. As he walked closer to her, she fired another shot aimed at him. It missed. The bullet had gone somewhere she didn’t know. [...] freaked out and it caught into Hobie’s eyes. 

“Come on, is that all you’ve got?” Hobie laughed. He slowly leaned his head into the gun, putting on a little brave show. “Show me how powerful you are with that gun they gave you.”

[...] looked him in the eyes and said. “Why don't we just make it easy for both. You step aside and let me bring my friend to the hospital getting his treatments. I'll pretend I've never seen you.” 

“And what does the law say about this?” He asked with amusement. “You'd be committing a crime, wouldn't you?” The punk said, chuckling a little bit. “Well, turns out you’re not a good cop as you always believe.”

“You wanna get shot that bad? Go get a gun and do it yourself. I ain't gonna waste my friend's life for this shit.” Out of the blue, [...] hit him in the face with her gun's handle. Somehow, she successfully took the man down and got to where her friend was lying unconscious. Thankfully, he seemed to be fine. [...] let out a sigh of relief before realizing that the vigilante got up on his feet and he was coming for her.

“That’s decent, I gotta say.” Hobie said jokingly, as he got up after the impact. He rubbed his cheek, tasting the blood on his bruised lip. 

“This is the last time I give you a warning.” [...] grunted. “Step out of my way.”

“oh, make me then.” Hobie smirked.

[...] couldn’t hold her temper anymore. Though she knew it was his trap, she was so frustrated that she lost it. [...] raised her gun and let a gunshot broke the silence in that dark alley. The bullet grazed Hobie’s arm, blood fetched out from his flesh. He couldn’t help letting out a small whine, touching his arm where the bullet landed. [...] had no idea how it hurt his ego even more than his physical body. When she was around, his spider-sense just malfunctioned. Hobie finally took a step back as he heard the siren from police cars become louder.

“Bloody hell…!” Said Spiderman, before he started running away.

[...] followed him to where she didn’t know. He was fast, but [...] wasted no time in police academy. She was better than anyone could ever have expected.  She saw him turning into a corner, standing there like he was waiting for her. "You fucking coward. You think you're better than me with that vigilante shit and a stupid guitar?” [...] went on at him like she’s taking it personally. No more cop, no more vigilante, just a hot-headed woman and an untamed man. “Now, surrender.”

“If you want me to surrender, then come and get me." He said, turning around to face her. 

For the first time of that day, [...] smiled. Actually, it’s more like a smirk. 

“Are you trying to charm me or threaten me? It's not working. I don’t have mercy for such a scoundrel like you. You'll pay in jail.”

Hobie sneered. “Just another puppet in the system…”

“Uh huh? You think you know better than anyone? You think you're the hero that people need? No, you bastard. No one wants your help cause it’s just as useless as you are. And you can't save no one. Naive!”

“I know better than you and that’s enough.”

Hobie wanted her to prove him right but [...] wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. She took off her badge and threw it to the ground. Hobie was kinda surprised that without a gun, she’s actually better than he thought. An idea came across his mind but Hobie snapped it away immediately. Though she got some moves, Spiderman still overpowered her. It was too fast that before [...] could react, she had laid on the soggy ground. 

“See you around, little piggy.” Hobie said, ironically, with a little laugh. He swung away, disappearing from her eyes.

The mission was obviously a failure. [...] came back to the station with nothing but shame and humiliation. She managed to keep her job by luck but was still demoted. That only made her hate Spiderman more. To get her badge and gun back, [...] had left no choice but to arrest Spiderman herself. Week after week, she had been investigating him. Each time she saw Spiderman swinging between blocks, she would note it down and make it a map of his pattern. Spiderman was smart enough to get around the city in different ways, making it more complicated to figure out his tendency. However, they only led to one particular neighborhood. 

[...] bought herself some beer. She left from work, waiting for Spiderman for a whole day in a dank, stinky corner. The mantle of night fell on London. Sounds of sirens were coming from afar. When Spiderman finally showed up, it’s almost midnight. He swung into a window, then shut it down. 

“Gotcha, Spidey…” [...] whispered to herself. 

However, [...] knew she shouldn’t kick on his door that night. She left the neighborhood and got back to her place, knowing that sooner or later, she’d put handcuffs on his wrists. 

[ariadnasdiary]

Diatober - Day 12: Mother/Father

Mun Ari: jk! xD

Here are some headcanons about Ari's parents:

Let's remember their names: Daisuke Koizumi and Morena Martínez

Daisuke is Japanese but has been living since he was "3 years old" in Mexico. He came from Japan with his mother Aura Koizumi and older brother Kai.

Daisuke is a full blood founder and he escaped with his family from Japan, but specifically from the Makai.

I'll tell the story next in Diatober prompt "haunting" before they could be sentenced to death due to their parents crime. They were the product of an adventure between his father Carsten Kobayashi (a married man) and Aura.

They flee just in time before being killed and the begging of Endzeit's epidemic (and the fall of the Founder's realm basically)

Now! Back to Daisuke and Morena: they met while Morena worked in a local cafeteria where she was college of Kai. Kai wanted to present Morena to Daisuke, but she didn't take him seriously.

Morena was 18 when she met Daisuke and he was "21". Daisuke feel in love at first sight for Morena, while she wasn't THAT impressed (Kai was more her type because he was taller lol).

Daisuke tried to conquered her with gifts and taking her everywhere he could think of. Morena belonged to a middle-lower class while Daisuke was more of the middle-upper class.

He had a great job, almost finished with college and had a car (this happened in the 80's-90's) which was impressive.

Yet Morena wasn't an easy catch~ and Daisuke liked that~ (could say it stimulated his predator nature~). And took him 2 years to get her to date him 🤭.

They dated for 2 years and finally married! They married young: she was 22 and he was "25".

A year later they had Akane and 2 years after that Ariadna was born.

Let me describe now this two as individuals, while dating and as parents~

Daisuke is generally described as: charming, funny, hard working, responsible, patient, love language gift giver, witty, good negotiator, ambitious and overall mysterious. He never told his wife about his nature not even to his daughters. As a father, he sadly was absent: he became a workaholic and spent of the time traveling to attend his various businesses. He never failed to provide, but Morena was left with the raising by herself. He was closer to Ariadna. He became even more absent and distant when he visited his brother Kai and caught the Endzeit from him. Kai didn't survived and now Daisuke had his days counted due to the illness that he perfectly knew took the lives of his people and had no cure apparently. So he went to Japan (Makai) to find it, which caused as a result Ari looking for him and... well she ended up where we are now~. Finally, he always told his story and his roots through "fairytales" to his daughter and Ari didn’t fully get it until she met the Tsukinami (on the tiny note and as you saw in the previous post: Ari is technically a long lost cousin to them 🙊)

Now Morena: a sweet yet strong lady. She was cautious, social and nice. She did study a career, but always wanted to be a housewife, which she did. As a mother she was in charge to raise her daughter by herself. She was highly efficient, responsible, understanding and wise. Not to mention she was very loving and a perfect balance of strict and easy going. She was closer to Akane, but always tried to approached Ari. She is a great mother and always knew how to motivate and love each one of her daughters. It's sad to think that it was due to a discussion/fight that she lost Ari when she escaped home to look for her father. They didn't deserve to end things like that and I really don’t like to think what happened to Morena after she lost both her husband and youngest daughter... is so heartbreaking 💔 🥺.

Daisuke appearance: brown hair, he dyed it at certain point to add some strands of Grey hair in order to hide his immortality and show time "did" passed on him. He was really handsome, he wasn't tall: 1.54 m (did you see that coming?), striking gold eyes and white skin.

Morena's appearance: long brown hair, white skin more like beige(?, dark brown eyes, 1.56 m (also not too tall, but lucky for Ari she got her height lol), a sweet smile, she was slightly chubby after becoming a mom and she had a great sense of style~ she was very feminine and had a good taste overall 🥰.

*Note: pictures aren't mine, I got them just for illustrative reasons and I got them from Pinterest

[charlesandmartine]

Friday 7th July 2023

It was 300km from Banff to Jasper which is by any stretch a long way. We had decided to visit Johnston Canyon on route; just outside Banff having been advised to pop in there by some local Canadians we met the other day. They gave us the nod and the wink that we ought not miss in and not a lot of people know that. Certainly it wasn't in the Lonely Planet oracle so off we went. There was the exit from Highway 1; quiet road, nobody but us, 17kms the same. Then we turned the corner at the brown sign and were faced with a signboard saying Car Park 1 full, 13 spaces in Car Park 2! The place was heaving. Clearly our Canadian had been nodding and winking quite a lot. So basically we joined a queue of thousands shuffling along a narrow path for 2 miles to view the canyon and waterfalls. Many should not have been shuffling in the first place due to limb and age afflictions which did rather slow the process somewhat. Some poor soul was being attended to by a paramedic half way along, defibrillators at the ready just before a stretcher mysteriously arrived. I think she was okay, but the route clearly more challenging for some of our fellow explorers. The whole thing started in the 1880's by a prospector called Johnston. He didn't find anything so he moved on leaving just his name behind. Very dramatic falls, very long queue to see them because the vantage platform was small and it was full of Indians and Chinese wanting to grin inanely at the lens for selfies. And because they all seemed to be in huge groups, ensuring all combinations had equal opportunity to grin at the appropriate time took a great deal of organising. A grin of happiness that did not interestingly survive long after the shot had been taken. We removed ourselves from this little known place as quickly as we could.

Soon after rejoining Highway 1, we were directed to Highway 93 to Jasper, still 270 odd kilometres away. Big sign suggesting we would soon be entering the Jasper National Park. Did we have our pass handy? Well no we didn't. Never mind, join the 'pay for one here' lane. We pulled up by a small kiosk and there cheerily greeting us was what appeared to be a very young, uniformed, full moon bespectacled girl guide in the full flush of youth. I'm not sure her mum knew she was out. Where are we travelling to today she enquired with a raised inflection. Jasper I said. You will need a National Parks Pass then. Oh I said. How long shall you be staying in Jasper? Two nights I replied truthfully. Oh, that will be $36. Is there an alternative route I enquired not being too keen on the $36 part of the deal. No she said, and even if there was (and here's the clever bit) since Jasper is in the Park, you'd still have to pay. She excelled on the ending of this sentence by not only including an inflection but enabling it to rise almost to a loud squeak. She surprised even herself with this and apologised, as she put it, for the high octave. Out came the hard earned and we were away again. The 93, or Icefields Parkway as it is also referred to because it climbs exceedingly high, passing various glaciers, is a very picturesque route. We were particularly impressed with Bow Lake; turquoise blue, extremely peaceful and calm with the mountains reflecting perfectly in the very still waters. The road was long, with lots of natural wonder but not a single village or town along it. Our fuel requirements were met by one solitary oasis along the way and we paid for it in the high price per litre.

Ensconced now for the next two nights in what we might describe as merely adequate lodgings, we shall make our plans for tomorrow.

[grumpy-triceratops]

/776245453320847360 <- for this meme (paste after your tumblr :3 ) 1 and 19 for Kenzou, and 1 and 9 for Sapphira?

Genuinely thank you so much, not only for these asks but for the explanation in your ask, I'm not always the most tech savvy so it really helps! Also I'm sorry this response was so late, part of the reason is the same as why I'm putting it under a read more, which is because this became longer than I expected. I'll also say since two of the answers are about looks that I often see my characters in more of a vibey sense and start getting their design more as I draw them, and sadly I haven't drawn these OCs yet (hopefully I'll rectify that someday soon), but this helped me think of their designs more, so thanks again!!

1. Describe your OC physically- what do they look like? What notable features do they have, or what's your favorite part of their design?

Kenzou is a middle aged Japanese man, a bit of a short king being in the 5'6" or 5'7" range, he's also got a little dad bod going on. His eyes are brown, his hair is a light caramel color and goes slightly past his shoulders, though he usually wears it in a bun. Also I'm dabbling with the idea of him having facial hair, I'm not huge into facial hair, but I don't know, I think for him I may be feeling it. If I do give him facial hair it will be a style that's shorter and on the more manicured side. Story-wise his most notable feature would probably be his fangs since he is a vampire, but they aren't especially prominent. I wanted him to seem more normal compared to his eccentric family members, so in a way that is his most notable feature. Also I'll say that my favorite part of his design may be his hair. As I mentioned before, I wanted him to have a sort of average appearance, so in that regard I was going to have his hair be shorter, but thinking about him having long hair in his youth made me reluctant to lose that; so I compromised and gave him medium length and that struggle alone must mean something.

19. How do they connect with the people around them? Love language, how they offer comfort, etc.

Overall, Kenzou is a very warm and open person; he's a good listener and has pretty good communication skills. Although he never made it big, Kenzou was part of a band in college (and possibly does some solo stuff online here and there) and his natural magnetism and work in that definitely helped him connect with others as well. I'm also thinking of having him be a music teacher, and like any good teacher that means having to learn to be patient and understanding in order to help his students grow. As far as love languages, I think Kenzou's main two would be quality time and physical touch. When it comes to comforting others his first step, especially if he doesn't know what the other person is comfortable with, may be to simply let them talk it out. However, if he's not thinking or if he knows the other is okay with it he may go for a hug, a hand on the shoulder, rubbing someone's back, something that will offer a quiet and reassuring presence.

1. Describe your OC physically- what do they look like? What notable features do they have, or what's your favorite part of their design?

Sapphira is a young woman in her mid to late 20's, height-wise she's somewhere in the 5'5" or 5'6" zone. She has a fit physique, dark skin with cool undertones, black buzzed hair, and brown eyes that are nearly black. Sapphira is one of my superhero characters and part of her powers give her a vastly different look. Her superhero form hinges on demonic features, so she has: wings, claws, fangs, horns and a tail, but plants are also a part of her powers and I still have to decide on how much I want to lean into the flower imagery. I have so much foliage ideas but I want to have a balance of fun plant stuff while still making it reasonable that people would (wrongfully) distrust her. It's honestly so hard to pick a favorite feature for me, if I had to pick one it might be her eyes. While I haven't drawn her yet, I've had a long fascination with drawing eyes. Additionally though, I feel her eyes are a good example of something I really love about her which is her dichotomous nature. She's fire and plants, tough and soft, and her eyes are dark but can be so full of love and warmth when she allows herself to be open to it.

9. How do they fare in cold or hot climates, and which do they prefer?

While she can handle the cold, and won't necessarily want to let on how it bothers her, she definitely prefers hotter climates and with her powers she can handle extremely hot climates at that.