#It was originally Wars but I decided I didn't wanna draw him

[ra-archives]

I was at a debate competition yesterday, so here's some art of the chain based on that. This is a debate au now ig?

Lu-tober day 15+16

No prompt

Debate AU lmao

Anyway highlights from the trip + bonus info

Had to get up at like 3:45 am, had to be their at 4:45 and then hours of drive time it was some bullshit no one was happy also it was cold as fuck

Wild and Hyrule being in Congress bc they're speech kids and need a debate even is so me tho. I crashed and burned cause I had not a single thing prepared lmao

Turned Legend and Four into a PF duo cause they gave me the same vibe as a pair of people on my team, also I think it'd be funny

I won first place with my Oratory! Wasn't actually expecting that, but I got straight 1's through all my rounds, was very confused at first but hey I slay :D

Last comic bit of Wild winning is basically a recreation of that moment expect there was more exited running and fistbumps as I returned to the audience

Probably never gonna touch this idea again but I find it amusing for now. Maybe one or two bored doodles during rounds.

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

Behind The OC Name

Thank you @kaitaiga @alypink @welldonekhushi @revnah1406 for the tag! Let's do this!

OKAY. I'm gonna turn into a bachelor of yappology here so bear with me ☝️🤓

🌹 Charlotte 'Jade' Le Jardin 🌹

Initially, I wanted to name her 'Roxanne'. Some of you might know this, but Jade used to be my original story's main character called Louisa. BUT, Louisa's initial name was Roxanne. I didn't know why, but elementary school me liked Roxanne so much (I didn't even know that it's also a song title by The Police back then HAHAH). I wanted a very recognizable name, but I think it was a bit much, so I switched to Charlotte because of Charlotte Bronte, the writer. Also, it turns out that 'Charlotte' means 'free man', it's pretty cool since Jade's story is mainly about breaking free from MI6's influence and shackles along with her parents. Meanwhile, Le Jardin was the result of Jade's family's occupation as a florist. I mean, it's a fake last name anyway as they were making an entirely new identity after escaping from MI6.

Jade was literally just because she had a green eyes, but I felt it's too cliche so I made an entirely new black division of MI6 where each agent is named of a type of ore/jewel. Plus, Jade is just easy to pronounce and recognizable, perfect for communication purpose!

🐞 Eleanor 'Ladybug' Graham 🐞

Eleanor's name came up just out of the blue from my mind. I drew Lady's design first, and then decided to make a name for her, and it's either Eleanor or Claudia, and I thought Claudia doesn't suit her at all, so I stayed with Eleanor. Eleanor means 'Light-hearted' or 'shining light', kind of goes along with her 'take-it-easy' attitude and how she's a medic and becomes the light of hope for the wounded. The surname Graham is literally just my obsession with Will Graham from Hannibal. My 14-16 year old ahh was obsessed with NBC Hannibal, and Will held a special place in my heart LOL.

When I created Ladybug, I knew I wanted a special and a cheeky callsign for her to pair with Gaz. I never really liked bugs, but I thought back then that a ladybug's shape and pattern is so damn cute and endearingly silly. So I just went with Ladybug. AND THEN, The NFC Championship 2023 game happened between 49ers vs Lions. Brandon Aiyuk caught a pass from Brock Purdy after the ball straight up bounced from Kindle Vildor's helmet, which resulted in a touchdown in the next play. At the interview post game, Aiyuk said "a ladybug landed on my shoe." JUST THEN I KNEW THAT LADYBUG MEANS 'GOOD LUCK'. And then the gears on my brain turned, and I can connect with how Gaz is always unfortunately hanging/falling from an aircraft, be it an airplane or a helicopter. The fact that he's always came out ALIVE after those events just tell me, there's gotta be a ladybug that's always with him 24/7!

🔥 Barandos 'Bara' Tarigan 🔥

For Bara, I just KNOW that his name's gotta be Bara because there's a celebrity chef from Indonesia called Bara Patirajawane, and it's such a sick name that I just had to make it into a name of my OC HAHAH. Bara also means 'fire embers' and it's pretty cool ngl. Tarigan is a Batak tribe surname (I'm half Batak from my name), so I just wanna have that element on my OC.

⏳ Silja Freyrsdottir ⏳

For Silja, I actually had quite a hardtime to name my OC. I didn't know what her appeareance yet, her story yet, and like what her role was in the God of War Ragnarok storyline. So I started to think of what goddess she was, and I wanted it to be close to Heimdall, so the Goddess of Memory and Remembrance it was. I then searched for that kind of god in the Norse mythology, and I didn't really find anyone that came close to what I imagined, so I just started from sratch. I sketched her character, and as I draw her I make up a story in my mind. Oh, she's an adventurer, a rogue princess, hmmm from what realm, Alfheim? Let's do that cuz I love Freyr. I wanted her name to be either 'Silja' which ironically means 'blind', or Ragnhild, which means 'battlecounsel'. QUICKLY I feel that Ragnhild sounded to professional for her adventurous character. Silja sounded so right, and her name could be like a contradiction to what her ability is, which is seeing people's pasts, but blind to the present (a flaw much like Heimdall's).

Tagging YOU 🫵 Reblog this with your OC's name lore!

[hanmaitani]

Goodbye

PAIRING - Miya Osamu x Reader WC - 1.3K GENRE - angst A/N - what can i say... couples fight and when they have a temper things get rough... CW - osamu and reader both are quick on the draw. arguing. crying. samu calls reader "angel"

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The length of the dining room table stood between you and Osamu.

Six feet between him and you. His angel.

His angel who was currently fighting tears and anger.

Fighting hurt.

Hurt that he caused.

The two of you had argued. Argued like you never had before. Shouts and words thrown that neither of you had truly meant. Over something that started so trivial.

A single comment.

"Maybe I should've jus' stayed on track with my brother. 'Stead of doin' this." Osamu had sighed the comment as he looked over the piles of research he was doing on how to open a successful business.

It was everything he wanted. And he was doubting it.

You'd froze in your tracks, turning from your spot at the kitchen counter and heading back to him at the dining table.

"Are you insane!?" You'd shouted your words, you'd meant well, to be encouraging. "You didn't want to do that, you wanted this." You'd tapped the papers in front of him and missed the way he rolled his eyes slightly. "Osamu, you can't give up on your dream."

"What if I was wrong!" He'd slammed shut the book he'd been looking at, nearly slamming your fingers into it as he looked up at you. You'd flinched slightly from the action and the volume of his voice.

"You weren't wrong, Osamu." You tried to be reassuring but he only scoffed at you. This time, you couldn't miss the way he rolled his eyes. "What is wrong with you?" Irritation seeped into your voice as you scrunched your eyebrows in confusion.

"Wha's wrong with me?" He'd scoffed and shook his head, his own temper rising. The next words to leave his mouth left you ready for war. "Easy fer ya t'be all optimistic when ya get t'dream 'bout it an' I get t'be out there being the one actually doin' it!"

"I'm sorry!? I just 'dream about it'?" Your eyes opened in shock, was he serious? You'd spent hours upon hours helping him research for it, had signed yourself up for a night class in finances so that you could help him.

Words exchanged between you both got loud and harsh, fast.

Irritated words turning to just insults, hurling each other's personality traits at each other.

Things you usually loved about each other now used as fuel to the fire.

Tensions rising until they snapped.

"I can't fucking stand you sometimes Miya!" You'd screamed it, eyes watering as you slammed your hands against the table.

"Don' worry darlin'," he'd spit the pet name out like venom on his lips, "ya don' gotta if ya don' wanna."  He'd turned on his heel and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" You'd been nowhere near done with your arguing, blood still pumping erratically through your veins.

"What's it matter!?" He shouted back, dragging his jacket on. "I'm leaving." He was shoving his feet into his shoes and you bit back another shout meant for him. "Goodbye."

A single word slipped from his lips as he slammed the door behind him. The sound echoed through the now quiet apartment and it felt like someone had punched you straight through the heart.

He had stormed out. You couldn't help but collapse into the chair that he had originally been sitting in, tears finally falling as you glanced at the closed front door.

Osamu had stormed out and let venom mix in with the one word you hated most as he spit it at you.

He hadn't meant for it to come out as harsh as it did.

He hadn't meant a single one of the harsh things he'd thrown at you.

He hadn't meant to start an argument because you'd been trying to be supportive.

He'd been stressed, you both were. It wasn't fair to you. He knew that now. But he couldn't go back in. Not yet.

He realized he needed to cool off first. Decided that a short walk around the block might do the trick. He only got down the street, sighing as he took a seat on the curb.

He took a deep sigh, his breath fogging up the cold night air. He tipped his head back, hoping that maybe looking at the stars would calm him down.

His eyes, like always, were immediately drawn over to the constellation you both loved so much.

One look at Orion had sent a heavy feeling in his chest tugging for him to go home. The one that always tugged when you had to walk away from him.

He was off the ground and walking home before he could think. Back to you. To where he was now.

The length of the dining room table standing between you and him.

Six feet between him and you. His angel.

His angel who was currently fighting tears and anger.

Fighting hurt.

Hurt that he caused.

His hands were currently resting on the table at his end. Leaning his weight onto them as he tried to find the right words to form an apology.

You hadn't moved since he'd left. Still sitting in the same chair on your end. But the silence that radiated from you was deadly to him.

You'd calmed down the second he walked out, the anger dissipating into just pure sadness, an empty feeling at him leaving.

The words of the argument hung above your head heavily now.

He hadn't even gotten the courage to look up at you yet, unable to face the hurt he caused.

"You said goodbye. It sounded so final, Osa." Your voice was smaller than usual; it sounded wet.

His eyes snapped up to you quickly, taking you in. Your cheeks were wet with fresh tears and rubbed raw from where you wiped at them roughly trying to get them to stop even though you had since given up the effort. One look at you was all it took for him to abandon his hesitance and rush forward, quickly closing the gap between you.

He pulled your face into his hands gently, cupping her cheeks as he got closer. "No." He whispered, his thumbs brushed softly just under her eyes, catching some of the wetness.

What had you even been fighting about?

He tried to rattle his brain to remember but he couldn't now. He didn't care. Nothing was that important, not compared to you.

"Angel, no." He knelt by your feet, forcing you to look him in the eyes. "I promise." He made sure to lock his eyes with yours and waited.

It took you a moment to find the sincerity behind his words, the tears gathering along his waterline, before you let your body relax slightly.

"A promise I will never break." He continued after feeling you ease up slightly. "No goodbye of mine will ever be forever." He felt his heart break as you let out a sob then. He could never be the reason you sounded like that again.

Your arms twisted around his neck easily, falling into him as he cradled your head to his chest. "I don't wanna fight anymore, Osa." It came out as a whimper into his body that made you feel a little pathetic even though you couldn't help it.

"Promise me that you'll never let me go."

"I promise." He whispered back to you, and he fully meant it. "I'll never leave you."

He couldn't let himself blink now.

Couldn't risk to miss a moment with you.

Not even this moment, an aching in both of your hearts.

You were everything to him. He meant it.

"No goodbye of mine will ever be forever." He whispered in sincerity. "I promise."

TAGLIST - OPEN

@tsukiran @awkwardaardvarkforever @ryomance @stunie

[mikal0ver]

My Artfight 2024 Attacks Week 1!

I honestly am taking a break on saturday and sunday for art fight to avoid burnout! So I decided to post all my artfight attacks of the week. I think I may do this every week of July !

I did 18 attacks (4 friendly fire)! This is my first artfight, so I think I got really excited, and I just went ham! I probably am gonna go more slow next week, so I don't exhaust myself.

Warning!! You are probably gonna see me nerd out and gush about their ocs and mines! Especially the Dragon Age and Star Wars Ocs!

I try putting everyone's socials and artfight accs as best as I could!! The ones soley with @ signs use the same tumblr and artfight users!

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First Attack ( deinonychus on artfight! I didn't see another socials but I encourage you to attack them if you are artfighting !)

Shandri Amblecrown

This attack was my first one, and I really enjoyed drawing their oc! The shape was really fun!

Second Attack ( @arimabari ) A Fadeful Meeting

This one was a dragon age oc, Lulafey Tabris!! It was a fellow tabris origin oc, so I drew them with my tabris (Kaellian Tabris) ! It is really interesting to see every one's dragon age oc have different personalities and different routes in Dragon Age Origins! I decided to have them meet in the Fade because currently Kaellian is stuck in the Fade because of her fellow elf wardens, Eloise Surana and Theron Mahariel, messing with the fade rifts that were everywhere during Dragon Age Inquisiton! And Allistar is there just because our tabris ocs happen to both romance Alistar. He may or may not have been left behind there from a certain decision in DAI, so I set up the premise for Lulafey going to save and find him!

If you like Dragon Age ocs, check out them!! I read all the lore for them on artfight, and it is so good!!!

Third Attack (ukeeyo on artfight, and find ukeeyo on instagram as well !)

Something Something Barbie Princess

I put ukeeyo's two ocs, clai and ayden, in a barbie princess au!

Fourth Attack ( wintersoldier on artfight, and sieg_lindes on twt)

Atticus Sura

It is another dragon age oc! I really loved drawing him!! Drawing full colors has been a learning experience!

Fifth Attack ( rainyboii on artfight and rainyrevery on insta)

SHARKBOY!! (Sebastien)

This was my first friendly fire!! I really liked this oc! It was soo cute!

SIxth Attack ( Lemon_snail_ on artfight and snail.lemon on insta)

A Trolley of Treats

This is their oc, Avie!

Seventh Attack (@awfulwingz)

Two Jedi at a Bar

This was my second friendly fire! But this piece was so funn!! Their oc Konar is a Jedi Knight and a consular, centered in Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic! (sidenote: I lowkey wanna play this game? It sounds really interesting. I heard there is a remake coming out in 2024 possibly?) And my oc Talon Akos is a jedi master from the clone wars era! I really loved the look of Konar, and I was like wait aren't our jedi from two different time periods? I made Konar stumbled upon Talon who somehow dimension/time traveled by accident. He is witnessing Talon in his most miserable state (he is without his clone captain Poppy).

I am probably gonna attack them again. They have interesting star wars ocs. ┗(｀O ´)┛

Eighth Attack ( Zen_chix on artfight!)

Xena Cousland

another dragon age oc! This time it is a cousland origin one! This one was my first revenge!! I need to practice drawing more armor.

Ninth attack (deinonychus on art fight)

Unnamed Pirate Lady

He revenged me for my first attack on them, so I had to revenge them back!! They drew my oc Kasenna so beautifull, so I attacked them as soon as possible!

Tenth attack (@arimabari)

Lettie !

They revenged me as well! So I had to strike at him again! It is was once again a dragon age oc I chose! Her oc Lettie was so cute! I never think to make a dragon age child oc. I may have too hmm!

Eleventh attack ( crankkitx on artfight and @vkeverchanging )

Angel of Music!!

This one was a friendly fire and revenge attack! It was a Phantom of the Opera 1990s SI ! I actually never watch the Phantom of the Opera miniseries 1990s! I only seen the musical one with Ramin Karimloo and the movie one! I may check it out!

Twelfth attack (felix_3b on artfight and felixbooth.illustration_on insta)

Red 20 fish spotted!!

Buuryi was such a fun oc to draw !! The colors are really so fun! I tried using new texture brushes to try out new methods! This was also a revenge attack as they drew my mass effect oc!

Thirteenth attack (lunar_strz on artfight)

Sponsered Vampire with Vampire Exclusive Sports Drink

Honestly, this drawing came out of nowhere because I wanted to draw this oc oliver who is a vampire with a sponsorship. Do Vampire even exercise or do sports?

Fourteenth attack (ItsBubblePuff on artfight and twt)

Painting Time!

This one I loved so much! The character was so bubbly and vibrant and I loved the colors!!!

Fifteenth attack (@caemetry)

SPOOKKY!!!!!!

This one was supper fun!! I really was loving the sketch, and the nose I drew omg I was so happy!!

Sixteenth attack ( Mazeonmars on artfight and Mazeonmars_ on insta!)

Trooper Down Time

This was a needed friendly fire!! ITS A CLONE OC!!! I was so excited when I saw she had clone ocs! I need to practice drawing clone armor and this was the perfect time!! Deadline is the main oc I wanted to draw, and he is the one surfing! I made him surf with his shield, and I drew another one of her ocs, commander safari !!

Seventeenth attack (Auntie_Wally on artfight!)

Star wars au: Sugie Bean!

I found her oc with the random character finder on artfight! I drew her oc with my dear beloved padawan oc Rasha! I love star wars too much so I put Sugie Bean in star wars!

Eighteenth Attack ( @catd3mon)

Clone Beach Episode!

This was a revenge attack because he drew my two star wars ocs Clone Captain Poppy and Jedi Master Talon Akos so beautifully!! Like it fueled me to go crazy and draw all their clones. I had so much fun with this piece! I sketched, lined, and colored this piece! I need to find more clone ocs!!!!! The clone ocs included are SGT. Ripcurl, ARC Trooper Jaro, Socket, Shipwreck, and Chime!

I also did a little thumbnail as well!

Well, this is all for now!! If u have a artfight account with star wars ocs or dragon age ocs, drop the user please!! Same with DND ocs and other ocs! I am down to draw anything! This week has been such a good start!

[pestilentbrood]

Very Brief Clans Overview

Figured I should have a sooort of explanation post so people don't get too lost regarding lore things, especially because I hope to actually draw out more Lore Important Things at some point or another hehe.

This is just a quick breakdown of each clan in development so far. The titles of each will have a link to their tag on my blog if you'd like to view posts pertaining to That Clan!

Starting, of course, with:

The Incompetence

Nestled in a gorge along the Scarred Wastelands' shores, the Incompetence is a ragtag bunch of losers led by an arrogant fae named Patience. Said fae is hellbent on the idea of Fate, claiming he is the universe's specialiest boy of all time, and any that follow him are special as well. The dragons who come here do so under the assumption they are not fit to survive in the Wastelands' treacherous landscape. They are the weak, old, and battered. Surely they are not meant to see another day in this cruel existence, and they will die solemn, bitter, and alone. ...But due to some miracle, they've all gone on to live peacefully here. Together. Alive.

Perhaps there is something to our wacky leader's obsession with Fate...

[many more clans below!]

The Loyalty

And these are the antagonists.

The Loyalty is an old clan with a history spanning back centuries. Born out of nothing but unadulterated respect and servitude to the Plaguebringer, the Loyalty is a ruthless place that has only worsened over time, and any who disrespect them will meet the cruelest of punishments.

While originally a respectable bunch, the lot has grown merciless over the past few decades, with worse and worse dragons taking the mantle of leader. Our current leader is Cletus, a vindictive aberration dead set on making the Loyalty as vicious as possible.

All I'm saying is, steer clear of the Wyrmwound. There are beasts under there.

Wandering Threads

The Threads are a traveling group of veilspun led by Nootka. The swarm acts as one massive family, both literally and metaphorically (because nearly everyone involved is part of a big polygamous relationship), and honestly they're just having a great time.

Well, like, save for one horrible encounter with the Loyalty that happened recently. But don't worry about it.

Shadows of Doubt

You wanna commit thievery and have it go so wrong we start replacing our blood with liquid gold? Well come on over to the Foxfire Brambles and join us Shadows! ...Uh. I mean. Actually, don't worry about the liquid gold blood thing. Only Penumbra did that. Gloom, the other leader, is very normal in comparison. And disregard the infestation of bug fae. We're pretty normal here.

We just like to commit theft for these two silly siblings. Don't even worry about it.

Acolytes of the Arcanist

A mad-scientist prophet in the Starwood Strand has decided that the Arcanist's goals of reaching the heavens and controlling the universe sound really great, actually! Why don't we do that together? Through the limitless bounds of science, we will reach the stars and own them ourselves.

And won't you join us? The stars in your wings shine so... beautifully... :)

[REDACTED]

Everyone in this clan is canonically dead by the present day. All you need to know about it is that we tried so hard, and got so far. But in the end, it didn't even matter. Arcane and Light just can't get along for more than two minutes.

(we started a civil war not clickbait gone wrong. etc.)

The Adherence

Nolan is NOT the leader of the Adherence. I just don't have the leader(s) yet. So for now he's representing this place. Which is fitting enough, honestly.

The Adherence is a city of pearlcatchers that is currently flourishing somewhere in the Sunbeam Ruins. Don't ask me where, exactly. I just know it's in there. They run a very strict society where only light-inborn pearlcatchers can garner any amount of respect. Should you be born of a different flight, or worse, a different breed... You may come in, but you'll get a lot of scorn for it.

Unless you're an imperial. Then you're out of luck. Except for this really nice, not at all suspicious guy named Nolan who is offering you a peaceful sanctuary if you'll just follow him this way.

Excessive Library Damage

Ok, that's not the name of the clan. It just doesn't really have a name. Not yet.

Anyway, this is a crew of Aethers that crash-landed into the Wastelands, managing to break right through the surface of Sornieth's soil and into an ancient, abandoned library. Likely filled to the brim with incredible history of Sornieth that has been long since forgotten. And countless priceless artifacts.

...Oh. Nevermind. Oh, it's... it's all gone.

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SMALL GROUPS WHO AREN'T REALLY FULL-FLEDGED CLANS (YET, IN SOME CASES) BUT ARE STILL WORTH MENTIONING:

Twisted Waters

A pirate dies. Then she un-dies. It turns out the eldritch creature in the ocean, who is interested primarily in spiting her husband, has chosen this pirate to become queen of an underwater kingdom. And that pirate MUST get EVERYONE in the kingdom to love the eldritch beast unconditionally.

Because while the Tidelord may have abandoned you, Twist never will <3

Snow Shower Town

There's like multiple different plots happening here. But what's important is that this is MOSTLY based in a small town within the Icefields, wherein a bunch of dragons of varying flights are chilling and hanging out while trying not to die in the regular blizzards.

Also there's like. An ice witch nearby, but you can ignore her, she's totally not important.

William's Day Out

AHH. The Horrors...

William is a normal guy. The haunted baby is a normal baby. Lutka is a normal guy. The four siblings are all normal. Don't worry about it. STAY FAR AWAY FROM THE WISPWILLOW GROVE. I mean what who said that

Girl's Night

Hey, what happens in girls night stays in girls night, okay?

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EXTRAS

Out in the Worldedge Wetlands there's a very sad old man and an old woman who goes "take better care of yourself, old man" and he goes "no i'm depressed." There are vaguely understood nature clan(s?) nearby.

I have in mind a group of Coatls who live in the shadow territory somewhere, but it's VERY loosely defined.

Freaky undead thing hanging out in the rubble of the Hewn City is freaky and undead (NOT an emperor this time)

There's a wanted criminal wandering around in the wastelands but you can ignore him. The person who matters is the Woman he has convinced to join his cause and has since begun eating people

And that's all for now! check back for inevitably 1 million updates.

[mewmewkitten101]

Never added the arsene drawing so here's what she looks like.

I never really mentioned characters races either! Satan is biracial, part white part some poc, I don't really wanna decide specific races and in canon their DNA tells them nothing about their race and i wanted people to be able to headcanon their race. That being said feel free to give me your headcanons on what Satan + his family's are. Arsene and her sisters were originally meant to be vaguely white but rn I'm considering making them Spanish (Spain Spanish not Latin America Spanish) to fit with the idea that their pantheon has a bunch of races. Nico is tri-racial, he's part black, German and greek. Of course, it's mostly a demon equivalent. He is meant to be very white passing

Next up we're talking about...

Nico!

Nico is part of a group of demons that during the war between hell and heaven had to drop on the planet Ayuzuma and go into hiding in the Ayzumian hell. The groups where the would be Plutonian demons and the would be Solarian demons. These two groups created a unique kind of demon, the Ayuzumian demon, who was known to be grey and possibly have the solarian demon tail but are so varied its hard to know.

Nico was born to a would be Plutonian father and a would be Solarian mother. He adored his parents, his father became ruler of the Ayuzumian hell before it was ever the red kingdom. Most rulers of hell are royalty but Nico's dad was never considered royalty, he functioned of like a government but without terms, though since hell is a whole country president or prime minister is probably better but yeah. Nico grew up working in the government house doing various jobs, he liked being a public servant. I think the last position he held though was probably a senator. He also eventually got a baby sister! Unfortunately though this did not last long as one day he learned from a coworker of his fathers' that someone had assassinated his entire family except him. His fathers' second in command had to take over to give Nico time to mourn and bury his family. There were talks of Nico inheriting but Nico really didn't want to. While the people were okay with what the second in command wanted they would rather have someone else lead. Their home was a mess and nobody could make a decision so Nico headed to Earthinian Hell, where the Satanels lived. Nico told Diablo that his home was chaos due to his fathers' death and they couldn't decide on a new ruler and he wanted Diablo to send someone that could set things right. Diablo felt sympathy and he sent his elder son, Satan, to live out a punishment from the recent disappearances of two of the seven deadly sins. Diablo also offered Nico a new job as bodyguard to Satan so he sticks to ruling Ayuzuma, and Arsene, to make sure nothing happens to her in her line of work. Nico didn't necessarily need one but it would get him into learning about fighting which Nico never really got to do so he took it. He helped Satan, his ex-wife Arsene move to the government house. When they came to Ayuzumian Hell since Nico brought back THE Satan Satanel everyone immediately accepted them, no questions asked. For the time being, while waiting on renovations to make a new part of the palace, they converted some of the old rooms into bedrooms, and Nico started learning blood magic and fighting under Satan. Satan and Arsene could easily have kept a professional relationship only with Nico, but Arsene has always been close to her bodyguards and she befriends them, so that's what they did. Satan and Arsene comforted Nico and let him take off when needed, and Nico was there for them in return. Nico was not just a bodyguard but a good family friend. Nico eventually also found love in Katherina Astraia, Queen of The Fuschia Kingdom and they had a daughter named Bree together. Katherina unfortunately was not a good person and separated. Anyway his backstory is long let's get into his traits.

Nico is a very shy and sweet person, he's very quiet and awkward even occasionally around people he knows. He loves reading. He's protective of others, especially Bree, he's the only family he's got and is afraid of something happening to her. He also visits his deceased family members' murals a lot. While renovations were being made a few old coworkers came together and commissioned paintings of his mom, dad and baby sister, and Nico frequently visits them, talks to them, and I imagine maybe either their graves are embedded in the walls or something too since they spent a lot of time here. Nico lived in his childhood home but eventually he sold it and regretted it and he wants it back but its not happening anytime soon most likely. Also about the hair, the picture is inaccurate and more of his book 2 and 3 appearance, in book 1 he dresses in hoodies and sweatshirts and has short hair. He's a lot like Arsene in a sense that he feels beneath others and has to serve him, while he's more a literal servant. He's also very smart, not only was he a civil servant for a long time but he loves learning and acquiring knowledge.

I think that's everything that's not spoilers for now? If you want clarification just send me an ask!

Morning Writeblr, why don't we start introducing the main cast of kingdoms?

The main protagonist is Satan Satanel, no, not also Lucifer, and no, not the one that fell from Heaven, that's his father. As the name suggests, he is a demon, but he is one with a more human-like appearance. Satan has been living out a punishment on causing the disappearances of two demons for over two thousand years now. In time Ayuzuma has become a beloved home. He rules a kingdom in Ayuzuma called The Hell Sector of The Red Kingdom, as the Red Kingdom consists of both Ayuzuma's heaven and hell.Satan will go to extreme lengths to protect his family, even if it's members he's not close to nor ones he doesn't get along with. He overworks himself a lot. He suppresses his emotions a lot. He also has a temper, but he does his best to keep it controlled in the presence of his kids. Wants to be very independent from his father. Also keeps a diary. (Bio is kinda spoilers ngl but whatever)

(I'll add on to this more after school but here's one dude for now)

[killerqueen-18]

Chapter Four| Creepy Girlfriend

2009

THE WEEKEND WENT BY QUICKLY WITH ATHENA LOCKED IN HER ROOM WITH HER BROTHER JOINING HER WITH THE BRIBE OF PIZZA, and after the boy gave Sirius baked chicken the two let the boy join them in a Star Wars marathon. They made plans to watch Harry Potter the following weekend.

Athena and Jeremy stayed away from Elena and their Aunt Jenna the entire weekend, since the two wanted the youngest Gilberts to talk about their feelings. And the two continued ignoring them, so Athena drove to school in her green Bronco with Jeremy.

The younger Gilberts were eating in the back of the Bronco with the trunk open. Athena parked her car at a park. They were eating in silence until the girl asked a question.

“Do you think it’ll ever get better?”

Jeremy looks at his sister with wide eyes, shocked that the girl subtly brought up their parents. He knew just like him, Athena didn’t like nor want to speak about their parents death.

The boy sees the look in Athena’s eyes. He could see the girl’s genuine curiosity, and also saw the anger in her eyes. “I think that… we’ll never get to the way we were before, but we’ll grow and become stronger people once this dark cloud passes. Once we let it pass.”

Athena hums, looking out to the empty park in front of them. “I’m tired of being angry, Jer. I just want… to be happy.”

“You will be, ‘Thena.” Jeremy says, wrapping his arms around the girl. The two hug for a moment, it being the most contact the girl has had in months, and Athena pulls away. “Ew, you know I don’t do this mushy bullshit, Jer.”

Jeremy chuckles letting his sister pull away from him. He watches the girl jump off the bed of the truck, and adjusts her skirt before turning to him. “We should get to school. Wouldn’t want to be late.”

“Can we be late?” Jeremy asks, whining. The boy complies and helps his sister clean up the bed of the truck, throwing away their garbage. “Nope. I heard you’ve missed six classes already.”

“Please, don’t lecture me.” Jermey says, scoffing. The girl climbs into the driver's seat as he gets into the passenger seat, and the girl looks at Jeremy starting up the Bronco. “I’m not. I’m just letting you know that I heard Tanner called Aunt Jenna in about you.”  

Jeremy groans, leaning his head against the headrest. “Great.”

The two didn’t speak about anything on the drive to school only sang - more like screamed - to The 1975. They almost missed their first classes. But the Gilbert girl made it to her class just as the last bell rang. She was sitting in her history class as Mister Tanner spoke to a sleeping class.

"Originally discovered nearly five centuries ago it hasn't been over Mystic Falls in over a hundred and forty-five years. Now, the comet will be its brightest right after dusk during tomorrow's celebration."

Athena was drawing in her sketchbook - not much of a surprise since it wasn’t her favorite class. She seemed to be in her own little world. It almost seemed like she wasn’t really there.

"Are we bothering you? Mister Salvatore? Miss Gilbert." The man adds making Athena look up from her paper, only to see he was not looking at her, but her sister. Thankfully, the bell rings.

Athena jumps out of her seat and out the door wanting to get away from that classroom with the irritating man. She catches up with Caroline and Bonnie and hears the part of their conversation.

"I'm confused. Are you psychic or clairvoyant?" Caroline asks, looking at the Bennett girl. The blonde notices Athena and loops her arm with the girl. Bonnie smiles at the Gilbert girl, and answers the blonde’s question. "Technically, Grams says, I'm a witch. My ancestors were these really cool Salem witch chicks or something. Grams tried to explain it, but she was looped on the liquor. I tuned out. Crazy family, yes. Witches, I don't think so."

"Yeah, feel free to conjure up the name and number of that guy from last friday." Caroline says, smirking. "Ohh, new boy toy?" Athena says smiling, wiggling her eyebrows at the blonde playfully.

"Maybe, If Bonnie helps a girl out." Caroline says, looking at the Bennett girl. "I didn't see him. You did." Bonnie says, rolling her eyes with a smile on her face.

"Why didn't you just talk to him?" Athena asks, raising an eyebrow. She knew the girl always took the chance to speak to someone good looking. "I don't know. I was drunk." Caroline says, making the two laughs.

• • • •

"They're keeping her overnight, but she should be able to come home tomorrow." Matt says to Athena who asked about Vicki during their lunch break. The two were walking around the school.

The girl’s heels clicked on the cement as she walked. Athena hadn’t worn heels since her parents funeral, but she woke up wanting to wear heels. The girl decided on a black v-neck, light washed jeans, and animal print heels.

"That's good." The Gilbert girl says, nodding. The blonde, blue eyed boy sighs, running his hand through his air. "Yeah."

Athena hums, and thinks about the Donovan’s absent mother. "What about crazy mama?"

"Called and left a message. She's in Virginia Beach with her boyfriend. So we'll see how long it takes her to come rushing home." Matt says, shrugging. He knew he didn’t really need the woman, in fact he thought that his sister and himself were better off without the woman. "I’m just glad she’s okay." Athena says, looking up at the boy.

"Me too… And now there's talk of some missing campers." Matt says, remember the words he heard on the news that morning. "Did she see what kind of animal attacked her?" She asks, curiously.

"She said it was a vampire." Matt says amused, yet confused. "What the hell?" Athena stops walking. The two stop, as the girl looks at the boy wanting to know more.

The blonde male nods. "Yeah, she wakes up last night, mutters, 'Vampire,' and passes out."

"That's not weird." Athena says, sarcastically. The girl couldn’t help but think, out of all the things the girl could say, attack her, and she says a vampire. A creature that isn’t even real. It just confused Athena the more she thought about it.

"Think she was drunk.” Matt says, shrugging, then he sees the new kid sitting at a bench. “So, what's up with Elena and the new guy?"

"I have no idea, but I'm going to find out." Athena said, as she smirked looking at the back of Stefan’s head. "Don't scare the guy now... I'm actually gonna go back to the hospital. I wanna be there when Vicki wakes up, get the real story about last night." Matt said, walking backwards.

"Alright, I'm going to go bury a body. I-I mean make a friend." Athena says as the boy gives her a look, before turning around with a roll of his eyes.

"I guess I'll play nice." Athena says smiling, cheekily. "Good girl!" Matt yells, chuckling.

The girl turns back to where Stefan was sitting on a bench only to see he's gone. Athena frowns trailing her eyes to see if the boy was walking around, but it was like he completely disappeared.

"So, my sister wants to date a ghost?” Athena says, raising an eyebrow, but the girl shakes her head at the thought. “God, this town keeps getting weirder and weirder as the days go on."

• • • •

The school day came to an end for the students of Mystic Falls High School. When the Gilbert girl’s got home, Athena let Sirius out and fed the dog. They were then asked by their best friends to meet them at the Mystic Grill.

It took a while, but Elena convinced her sister to let her drive them. Athena agreed hesitantly, but climbing into her sister’s car nonetheless. Thankfully, the older Gilbert didn’t talk about feelings instead they talked about Vicki and Elena letting her sister talk about the book she was reading at the moment - The Diviners.

Athena and Elena saw their best friends sitting outside the Grill with fries and tea already at the table for Athena. “Oh, food.”

“Hello, to you too.” Caroline says, glaring at the girl playfully. The girl hums with fries in her mouth. The three girl’s began folding flyers for the comet as Athena drew in her sketchbook tuning out the girl’s until Bonnie began talking about her Grandmother, that’s when she became curious.

"I was talking to Grams. She said the comet is a sign of impending doom. Last time it passed over Mystic Falls, there was lots of death. So much blood and carnage, it created a bed of paranormal activity." Bonnie says, explaining to the girl's her interest in the comet that was going to happen the following day.

"Mm. Yeah, and then you poured Grams another shot and she told you about the aliens." Caroline says, scoffing at her best friend. "My kind of woman." Athena said with a smirk, making the girls laugh.

"So, then what?" Care said then turned to Elena who was talking about her night with Stefan. One that Athena didn’t really want to hear about, but listen nonetheless. "So then, nothing." Elena says, shrugging.

"You and Stefan just... talked?" Athena asks, curiously. "There was no sloppy first kiss, or touchy-feely of any kind?" Caroline says, not believing the girl.

"Nope, we didn't go there." Elena says, shaking her head. "Not even a handshake? I mean, Elena, we are your friends. Okay? You are supposed to share the smut." Caroline says, almost offended.

"Okay, sister here, and gross." Athena says, disgusted. "We just talked for hours." Elena says shrugging, ignoring what her sister said.

"What is with the blockage? Just jump his bones already. Okay, it's easy. Boy likes girl, girl likes boy, sex." Caroline said, ignoring the looks she got from Bonnie and Athena. "Profound." Elena says glaring at the girl, playfully.

"Let them go on a couple dates first, I mean come on." Athena says, shaking her head. Sure the girl didn’t care if people slept together the first time they met, but if her sister really likes the guy - by the looks of it, she did - she thinks her sister should get to know Stefan before sleeping with him. "Says the seventeen year old virgin." Caroline says with a roll of her eyes.

"You know what, I'm happy being a virgin. Maybe I want to lose it someone I actually want to be with, not just someone I can't even look in the eyes the next day." Athena says, raising an eyebrow at the blonde.

"Where are you going?" Bonnie asks Elena, watching the girl stand and push in her chair. "Caroline's right. It is easy. If I sit here long enough, I'll end up talking myself out of it instead of doing what I started the day saying I was gonna do." Elena says nodding to herself, then walks away.

"So, you’re just going to ignore what I just said about being a virgin and proud?" Athena yells after her sister. "Shhh! That's not something you yell to the world." Caroline says, shushing the girl, and hits her arm.

"Oh my god. Like it affects the whole world that Athena Gilbert hasn't been deflowered." Athena says rolling her eyes, sarcastically. The girl’s eyes then wided with realization. "Oh, fuck she's my ride.” The girl runs towards her sister’s car, as the other girl’s laugh behind her. “Goddamn it, Elena!”

[azulamakesmeblank]

Moments. [Kataang]

Pairing: Katara & Aang (around 18 +16)

Prompt: none

Warnings: kinda major fluff (you’re welcome)

I haven't written a promptless kataang fic in ages!!!!!!! 

You know when you're in such a kataang mood and just can't find what you're craving? Yeah... well... when you can't find what you're looking for, just write it yourself! Apparently, this is what I was craving lol

Also, would it even be a fic of mine if I didn't even give you guys even the slightest suggestive ending????? no. no, it wouldn't

Anyway....... hope anyone reading enjoys!

Autumn had always been Aang’s favourite season. When he told Katara, she countered that she had always just assumed it was spring ‘because, you know, new life and all that!’ Not knowing exactly why he laughed at the presumption, Aang explained that just because he respected all living things didn’t necessarily mean everything in his life revolved around that principle. His life kind of revolved around Katara nowadays. Well, Katara and being the Avatar. They both tended to overlook that last bit as much as possible, though when duty called, there wasn’t much room for avoidance.

“Why Autumn?” She piped up, pulling Aang from his thoughts as she lifted her head from his stomach to address him with curious blue eyes. He offered her a look and the slight shake of his head that said ‘I don’t really know,’ returning to gaze at the amber leaves of the oak tree right above. Today, the sun’s rays were soft and the breeze was just right, skating across his skin soothingly and the odd time blowing through the tail ends of her hair even from where she lay. Her head would rise and fall atop his stomach with each levelled breath he took. At first, he thought it must be annoying for her, but she insisted the motion relaxed her ‘to no end,’ explaining that she had held him lifeless in her arms once before and had every desire to know he was alive; even if that meant feeling each and every breath he took at every opportunity she had to do so. Sometimes, he noticed how she would place her hand over his heart when they lay together. Aang never could have guessed that was why.

Shutting his eyes, he brought up a hand to toy with a strand of her hair that was fanned out over his chest. “What about you?” He asked quietly.

“Hm?”

He opened one eye with a smile, glancing down at her face for a moment and noticing the cute little arch her brow made when she raised it. “What’s your favourite season?” 

“...Oh.” She gave a small laugh, turning back to face the leaves. “I guess I’ve never really thought about it.” She furrowed her brow in thought and he couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. “What?” 

“Nothing.” He shook his head and felt her relax again. “...You have time to think about it now?” Aang suggested, but she sat up, a hand landing on his chest. And even though she was very clearly annoyed, her voice was laced with a laugh. “I am not spending one of our very rare moments of alone time thinking about my favourite season.” Even with the tinge of irritation icing her tone, his wide grin won her over.

“Seemed like a pretty good idea to me...” She rolled her eyes, moving to lie down beside him, her head now laying on his chest and her hand taking its rightful place over his heart. 

“Let's just enjoy this while it lasts...” She sighed almost resentfully and let her eyes drift shut. The girl had learned never to get too comfortable: disaster could strike at any minute and Aang could be called at any time. Taking their stolen moments as they came seemed to be the best way in order to keep a level head. There was no use in getting angry when the magistrates and whoever else pulled him from her arms - she knew what loving him meant, and she loved him enough to put up with it.

While Katara thought about all this, Aang pondered over what she had said with his fingers gliding through her hair. 

He hated that they couldn’t just enjoy their time together, they had to enjoy it while it lasted.

“What’s your favourite season?” He asked again. Her scoff was a hard protest.

“Aang-”

“Come on. I wanna know.” He said quietly, no hint of mischief in his voice whatsoever. So she decided to give him what he wanted and fell quiet as she took a moment to think.

“Autumn.”

He let out a heavy sigh and teased. “Very original...”

“I mean it!” She giggled, tilting her head up to see how much he was struggling to keep from smiling.

“...Alright.” He relented and she settled against him again with a smile bright on her face. “Why?”

The girl gave a leisured shrug. “I like the colours.”

“You mean the colours you see me in almost every day?” He teased again and she just took to slapping him playfully on the chest, a giddy sound spilling from her lips as he laughed heartily with her.

“You’re so annoying.”

With that, a calm, serene silence washed over them, her fingers drawing patterns across his chest dreamily as his nails raked across her scalp, applying pressure in all the right places. She hummed in content to let him know he was doing a good job, her hand eventually slowing to a stop when he took all of her attention. She allowed herself to relax completely, feeling her eyes flutter to a close while his fingers massaged the tension away. It was a talent of his - and the best part was, he didn’t even have to try all that hard. He just did whatever came natural and all of a sudden she’d be melting in his arms. “Not so annoying now, am I?” He remarked under his breath confidently and she could hear the smirk loud and clear in his voice. It wasn’t enough to rouse her out of her melty state, however. She only managed to hum a laugh with a slightly wider smile on her lips. it’s all she could manage. Quite frankly, it was all she could be bothered to give. His fingers felt too good in her hair to move.

She could let him do this forever... and, actually, he could do this forever. Without blinking an eye.

Well, maybe not forever. There were other things he liked to do with his girlfriend. “Don’t fall asleep yet.” He breathed into her hair, his fingers stopping for just a moment as he placed a kiss to her head and she let out a little whine, but soon he was back at it with a cocky smile and Katara settled again, shaking her head lazily.

“I won’t,” She replied with a voice that sure sounded like it was on the verge of sleep, he thought almost sadly. And as if she had some psychic link with him, she muttered with a smile, “You’ll get your kiss, sweetie, don’t worry,” while rubbing her hand slowly over his chest.

Aang almost felt embarrassed, his cheeks tingeing a light pink and suddenly he was glad she couldn’t see him. Imagine being embarrassed in front of your girlfriend of four years? It was positively pitiful. Toph would probably come up with a new nickname for him and Sokka would never let him live it down. Anyway, this wasn’t the time to think about Sokka and Toph, so he lay his head back on the grass and returned his full attention to the task at hand. As a passing thought, Aang wondered how it would feel if Katara did this for him. If he grew out his hair (like she secretly hoped he would) and did as he was doing now, would it really be this relaxing? She seemed to adore the gesture like nothing normal. Thinking back to the war when he had no other choice but to grow out his hair, Aang found it to be annoying and itchy and too hot. Basically, he didn’t get what the big deal was. Being bald was great! Although... he couldn’t lie and say he thought Katara should join him in his baldness: Aang loved her hair and found that he could and would easily run his fingers through it for hours on end; to which she would eventually tell him to stop because apparently doing so for too long made her hair ‘greasy’ and that was, supposedly, a bad thing. The silence as he drifted deep in aimless thought led him to believe his love was sleeping - a theory that was soon proved wrong when she stirred against him.

“Mmmm, okay...” She sighed with a stretch, her voice sounding more than pleased as she lifted her head, his hand coming away from her hair at the motion. Attempting to fix the wild tresses, she combed her own fingers through her slightly knotted hair with a tired groan and as he looked at her content and terribly beautiful face from his place on the grass, Aang decided he really liked her hair like this. It was a sexy mess, not an unkempt mess.

And he had seen it so many times before. 

In waiting, his hands hovered in the air, keen eyes following as she threw a leg over his lap and sat back confidently on his thighs, splaying her fingers out on his chest as she leaned her weight on him with that look in her eyes. “Well?” She started. “How do I look?”

Aang was already shaking his head at her in that disbelieving manner, eyes raking over her features and hands finally settling on the curve of her hips. “Completely hypnotising.” He sat up, feeling to urge to get closer to her, Katara almost coming eye to eye with him and she giggled, bowing her head shyly at his unabashed reply that would have meant only half what it did now without that look in his eyes or their intimate choice of position - or rather her choice of position. With her arms now wrapped around his neck, she took a composing breath in through her nose before meeting stormy eyes again.

“Does that mean you’ll do anything I say?” She arched a brow.

“In a heartbeat.” He replied swiftly, flirtatiously, flashing that charming smirk of his that never failed to tint her cheeks a rosy hue. He was simply too handsome for her not to blush, though if he noticed, he didn’t let on. He did notice, on the other hand, that it was a kind of defence that she would joke around after getting embarrassed, hence why she said what she said next.

“So... if I asked you to eat stewed sea prunes with me for dinner tonight, would you?”

He laughed, not even the slightest trace of irritation that she changed the dynamic of their flirting. “I’ll do anything you say, but that.”

Katara smiled, shifting a little closer and coaxing him to wrap his arms around her waist tightly. “I’m fine with that...” she purred.

“So am I,” he winked.

Feeling playful, she rolled her eyes, still noticing how her impatience grew stronger the longer they sat like this, staring at each other, basking in the other’s allure. Besides, it was no normal staring contest, it was the ‘I want you but I want you to say it first’ stare. She had initiated it.

But in the end, Katara was the very one to give in.

“Just c’mere...” She whispered with her eyes on his lips.

And she kissed him. Sweetly. Savouring him. Using her fingertips to trace his jaw and neck and collar bones. 

This time, he tasted like an autumn breeze and it instantly became her reason for favouring this season over the others. At first, she had said Autumn on a whim, but now she decided she liked Autumn the most because of that and the fact the colours reminded her of her favourite Airbender - the love of her life who she would enjoy every single second with to the fullest, not considering when the moment would end... and instead focusing on making every moment last.

This one? This one would last.

Most definitely.