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

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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.”

[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!!!!!

[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.”

[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.

[berryflavouredkoolaid]

Meredith Gibson - Stranger Things OC

~ General ~

Full Name: Meredith Adeline Gibson

Nicknames: Mer (By friends)

Born: October 3rd, 1968

Residence: Hawkins, Indiana

~ Physical Appearance~

Hair Colour: Brown

Eye Colour: Brown

Skin Tone: Light

Height: 5’7

Misc: a detailed cross necklace, green stains from cheap jewelry, bitten lips, chipped nail polish

~ Schooling/Career ~

Best Class: English

Worst Class: PE

Job(s):

Hawkins Arcade (1983-1984)

Starcourt Cinemas (1985)

Family Video (1985-)

~ Personality & Traits ~

Personality: Described by most as a prickly, rude individual, Meredith exudes an air of irritation. Defensive, cynical and even mean, Meredith is reluctant to let people in past her walls. Despite her closed off nature, Meredith places great trust and care in those she trusts. Her love is hard won but loyal and nearly unbreakable. Meredith is a loner, and prefers to spend most of her time alone. She rarely shows her emotions, and reacts in anger when people catch a glimpse.

Priorities: Her friends safety as well as her own

Strengths: Tough, strong, quick thinker

Weaknesses: Often pushes people away, holds grudges, can be mean

Fatal Flaw: Her distrust of others

Likes: rolling her own cigarettes, cold pizza, milk chocolate, silver jewelry, horror movies, horror novels (especially Steven King), pop rocks

Dislikes: Blood, liars, peanut butter, cola gummies, dogs, cheesy music and movies, beer, store bought cigarettes

Hobbies: Reading, photography, smoking, watching movies, sleeping

~ Family/Backstory ~

Meredith’s family history is fraught with incident. When Meredith’s mother became pregnant, her heavily religious parents kicked her out. Kathleen and Adam, Meredith’s father, were left to fend for themselves. They had to drop out of school and get jobs to afford a trailer in Forest Hills Trailer Park. Following Meredith’s birth, Kathleen struggled with severe depression. Adam, as the sole breadwinner and caretaker for Meredith, struggled under the strain. Until he killed himself when Meredith was 3. Kathleen quickly fell into drugs and alcohol.

When Meredith was 14, her mother died of an overdose. She was sent to live with her grandparents, but their conflicting views and Meredith’s agnostic and independent nature caused them to butt heads almost daily.

She was kicked out after a particularly explosive argument in October 1983 that ended with her grandmother slapping her and telling her to leave and never come back. With nowhere to go, she called Jonathan, who picked her up and convinced his mother to let her stay with them for a couple months.

~ Relationships ~

Family:

Adam Gibson (Father) (D.1971)

Kathleen Gibson (Mother) (D.1982)

Dorothy Booker (Grandmother) (Estranged)

Martin Booker (Grandfather) (Estranged)

Best Friend(s):

Jonathan Byers (Formerly)

Robin Buckley

Friends:

Will Byers

Nancy Wheeler

Dustin Henderson

Max Mayfield

Lover(s):

Jonathan Byers (Formerly)

Steve Harrington

Enemies:

Billy Hargrove

Carol Perkins

Tommy Hagan

~ Misc and Notes ~

Mer has semi-adopted a stray cat who comes by her apartment, she calls him Mister and feeds him. He comes and goes from her apartment.

Growing up, Meredith was often bullied for her cheap, secondhand clothing.

She used one of her first pay checks to buy herself a camera.

She likes cold pizza more than hot pizza and often has a box she eats out of for a couple days at a time.

She graduated high school a year early but condensing her junior and senior years into one.

When Adam died, her mother bought a gun incase of intruders. When Meredith was 12, Kathleen tried to shoot her while on a bender, thinking she was an intruder. Meredith buried the gun in the backyard when her mom passed out.

She found her record player in a dumpster behind her apartment and fixed it up with steve’s help.

{remade her! i just wasn’t very happen with the look of my old one lol and i’m loving this new format haha}

[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. 

[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.

[journalsoftheunknownarchive]

Journals of the Unknown - Witches of Salem Preliminaries

We can finally start talking about the story of Journals’ first season, Witches of Salem. But before we start, I would like to share both a sinopsis of this season and the characters who play a relevant role in it, just so I can be sure that these characters’ spirtes will remain somewhere to be seen even if my last resources for finding them disappears.

It is important to note, for some of these descriptions, that there was a second version of Journals of the Unknown released once The Other Guys settled with specializing in interactive story games, and the original one was left behind. I suspect it’s both because the format of a television-like format, where the episodes are released apart from one another, was not working with an audience whose main goal was to play a point and click game. I also suspect that happened because games such as Criminal Case decreased in popularity (since you don’t see that many people playing Facebook games anymore) while games such as Linda Brown gained said popularity (Linda Brown isThe Other Guys’ property, by the way), but that’s only a suspicion.

THE THREE MISSING WITCHES:

Througout the game, we only come in contact with Eva Hope and Sally Acheron, but it is important to know that there were three people who were mostly targeted by the murderer, and that also included Aleena Lareau. To be fair, these characters are some of the few that I can say have been given an official age.

ID: Two pages of a notebook. The first one reads: “Dear Jane, I’m glad that you decided to follow your father’s steps and accept working at the magazine. Remember: 2 girls have died in Salem (one was the tarot reader and the second was the horoscope writer). Now the atendant of the Salem Witch Museu is missing. This doesn’t look good! We think there’s a new witch hunt going on even if the police denies it. Find out but take care!”, signed Ben, in cursive. The other page has three black and white pictures of the dead and missing woman, which reads: “Name: Aleena Lareau. Age: 47. Occupation: Tarot Reader. Status: deceased”, “Name: Sally Acheron. Age: 23. Occupation: Horoscope writer. Status: Deceased”, “Name: Eva Hope. Age: 22. Occupation: Salem Witch Mseum attendant. Status: Missing”. END ID

JANE GOODHART: She’s the main character of the game, and naturally will appear in the following seasons. She’s a journalist whose main motivation in joining the team of paranormal investigations at the Amazing Magazine is to find her long missing father, Ulysses Goodhart, because she doesn’t believe in the supernatural at first. She has a strong sense of justice, but I CAN NOT say the same applies for her sense of morality, honest to God (you’ll see why soon enough...)

ID: One of the first few frames in The Witches of Salem. It contains Jane Goodhart with a bubble that reads: “Has a new (in all caps and in bold) witch hunt (end of all caps and bold) started? I’m heading there to (in bold) investigate (end of bold)...”. Jane Goodhart appears to be a young adult between her 20′s-30′s, with white skin, light colored eyes and blonde hair. She’s wearing a leatherjacket which matches her hair color, and a necklace. END ID

ULYSSES GOODHART: Jane’s main motivator to go around on adventure, and the main link between the cases of the game. Throughout the game, it is implied that he was a caring father to her, albeit a very distant one due to his many trips throughout the world as a journalist. This importance he gave to his work was very detrimental to his marriage. He was the founder of the Amazing Magazine, and is best friends with Ben Watson/Werels.

ID: An old protograph, of Ulysses and Jane Goodhart when she was a child. In the photograph, the house of the Goodharts can be seen on the background, and Ulysses holds his daughter on his back (I don’t know how to describe it, but it’s such a stereotypical father thing to do, you know what I’m talking about). Ulysses appears to be middle aged, he has gray hair and a short beard that covers most of his face. He wears a watch on his left arm. END ID

BEN WATSON/WERELS: In the point and click-occult object version of the game, Ben’s surname was Watson. In the interactive story version, his surname is Werels. I will be referring to him as Ben Watson, since this page’s focus is the point and click-occult object version, AKA the original version. He’s the main editor of the Amazing Magazine, and acts as a surrogate father to Jane ever since Ulysses has gone missing.

ID: An image of Ben Watson. He is a white older man, with gray hair, thick black eyebrows and a mustache. He’s wearing glasses, and a red bow-tie. END ID

JASPER RAFTER/VONNEGUT: Jasper suffers from the same situation as Ben Watson, and has two different surnames, but for the purpouses of this page, I’ll be referring to him as Jasper Rafter. He’s the main photographer at the Amazing Magazine, and just like Jane, he has a good heart but not always the best morals. He’s willing to drop anything in a heartbeat if it means that it will be beneficial to Jane, and he has a not-so-subtle crush on her throughout the entire game; he keeps trying to ask her out, but his hints are too subtle for her to notice.

ID: A picture of Jasper Rafter. He is a white man with spiky brown hair and blue eyes. He’s holding a professional camera with one hand and gesticulating with the other. He’s wearing a light blue shirt and a dark blue loose scarf. END ID

DARCEY WILLIANS: Darcey also has the same issue as the two previously mentioned characters, but with one difference: I can not remember his original name and whether or not it was truly Willians. Either way, he’s really fuzzy on my memory as to his original personality, but I do remember that he was really supersticious. Nowadays, and even in the last season of the original game, he acted a bit as a despotate, assuming the charge of the Amazing Magazine after Ulysses disappeared, and he overall did not show that much care other than that. He’s a pretty irrelevant characters, to be quite honest. I don’t even have images of him, you just gotta believe me and image Collin Firth during Pride and Prejudice recording but with the most heinous goatee you can possible image.

EUGENE WITCH: He was given a name only in the interactive story version of the game, and in the original he was simply referred as “The Butler”. He’s the butler of the Putnam family, and who either helps Jane or makes her life a little harder if her interference means more trouble to Gregorious. I do think he’s more of a valet than a butler, though, but Journals of the Unknown was not written by English speaking people so I can understand.

ID: A low quality picture of Eugene Witch, The Butler. He’s looking round in confusion at the gateway of the Putnam Manor. He has short hair and appears to be starting to bald, and wears a mustache alongside the usual butler attire. END ID

RICHARD MURRAY: Gregorious Putnam’s main rival at the elections for mayor, and the current owner of The Lucky Witch gift shop. I can’t speak much about him without going into story spoilers, so just know that he’s more relevant than he seems.

ID: A bunch of posters of Richard Murray’s electorial campagin. He’s a white man with short hair and a beard. END ID

GREGORIOUS PUTNAM: Richard Murray’s main rival at the elections for mayor, and Witch’s boss. He’s a dishonest man trying to keep the family’s legacy alive despite all of the odds, and acts like your average politician since... well, that’s what he is.

ID: A low quality picture of Gregorious Putnam’s speaking bubble. He’s a man appearing to be in his 50′s-60′s, with brown and well-adjusted hair, big glasses and wearing a suit. He’s white and is shown frowning. END ID

NORA BRADSTREET: The owner of the hotel Eva Hope was staying in before the incidents of the game. I can’t say much about her, since most of the relevant information are spoilers about the lore of this game’s city of Salem, so just know that she might be more relevant than she seems.

ID: A picture of Nora Bradstreet, with her pet cat on her shoulder. She’s shown in a birthday hat and happily holding a fork, seemingly to eat her birthday cake. She’s an old, fat woman with big earrings. Above her, it’s written: “Happy birthday Nora!!”, and below a date: “08/11″. END ID

MIKE STEWARD: A corrupt police officer, who became friends with Ulysses Goodhart during the time in which he visited Salem. He doesn’t offer much to the overall story other than political drama and the potencial for the weirdest friendship ever.

ID: Mike Steward’s speaking bubble. He’s a broad shouldered white man, with short dark hair, and a big mustache, almost touching his chin. He’s wearing the police uniform. END ID

[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. 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.

[trboyrants]

leo

BASICS

First Name: leo

Middle Name: jameson

Last Name: martin

Nickname: le, leonardo, leotard

Gender: male

Age: 23

Birthday: 5/24/2000

Birth Stone: emerald

Zodiac Sign: gemini

Sexual Orientation: straight (but $20 is $20)

ROMANCE

Ideal partner? someone who has the same interests, is always down for something fun, and wants the same things in their future

What was their first kiss like? it was a kiss for a piece of candy in kindergarten. she smelled like glue and had glitter on her face and he did not like it

CHILDHOOD

Life Story: Grew up in a small town with his mom and dad who should have gotten divorced long before they had a kid. It’s a very off and on household and his parents have too much pride to get divorced, so they stay together even though it’s not a secret that they’re both seeing other people. He isn’t that close with either of them and does his own thing a lot of the time, occasionally sees his mom but really only sees his dad on holidays

Did he have an imaginary friend growing up? a racoon named harold

Nurtured or neglected growing up? He was a mixture, it depended on the day and what kind of mood his parents were in 

Closest family member? His paternal grandmother, Joyce

Languages spoken at home growing up? English

Financial situation growing up? they had times where they struggled, but always managed to get by

PERSONAL

Do they ramble or are they to the point? depends, he’s known to do both but he usually rambles

Does he have any addictions? he vapes, smokes weed and cigarettes, has dabbled in coke

What’s his biggest secret? on thursday nights he stays at his grandma’s and knits with her while watching the bachelor

What is he obsessed with? music, making sure his grandmother is okay, and not turning out like his parents

Does he have any pet peeves? people who act like they’re better than everyone because they have money

Does he have any superstitions? Does not like the number 333, won’t walk on a sidewalk crack

What’s his favorite swear word? fuck, godammit, cunt

One word they would use to describe themselves? funny

Sense of humor? definitely on the darker side

What’s his soft spot? you

Favorite person? also you

Do they rent or own? rents, he lives with his grandmother

Do they live in an urban area or rural? suburban

What’s their dream home? a place big enough for his family that he can call his own

How long can they hold a grudge? forever

APPEARANCE

Eye Color(s): chocolate brown

Hair Color: brown

Hair Style(s): on the longer side, curly, very much ‘i woke up like this’

Height: 5’11

PERSONALITY

Personality traits: funny, sarcastic, dorky, determined, protective

Good Habit(s): very strict about his oral hygiene, very organized with his weed

Bad habit(s): smoking, leaving clothes everywhere, not answering his phone

Like(s): hanging out with his friends/grandmother, board games, shitty movies

Dislike(s): people who think they’re better than everyone, dirty bong water, bad weed

Hobbies: dabbles in rpgs, plays guitar from time to time, listening to music

Allergies: grass

Fear(s): ending up like his parents 

Fun Facts? he still sleeps with a night light

WORK

Ambition/dream: to move away and open his own record store

Occupation/Job: works at the local record store, teaches guitar lessons on the side for extra cash

RELATIONSHIPS

Relative(s): Maria Martin (mother), Josh Martin (father), Joyce Martin (grandmother)

EXTRA

Scent: weed, tobacco, cheap cologne

Outfit(s): ripped jeans and a t-shirt

Scars: a few random scars from scrapes and cuts on his arms, a gash through his eyebrow from hitting it on the corner of a cupboard

Jewelry: a plain silver chain, a few rings

FAVORITES

Favorite Song: the summoning - sleep token

Favorite Food(s): anything sweet

Favorite Drink(s): blue mtn dew

Favorite Color(s): black and green

Favorite Animal(s): raccoons

Favorite Number: 69 (he’s gross)

Favorite Season(s): winter

Favorite Holiday(s): halloween

Favorite Time of Day: middle of the night