#It was such an honor to draw one of your OCs pinky

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How I would've envisioned "Hasbro City" (Chapter 3c - Character Autographs and Photo Opportunities)

PREVIOUS CHAPTER(s):

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3a

Chapter 3b

Chapter 3c

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

This section will discuss how I would've envisioned characters signing autographs and getting pictures with you. I'm also taking notes from the website, everycharater.com in terms of interaction and photo tips.

I will organize each character by franchise in no particular order. Not all characters will be up here. If you have ideas for interaction and photo tips, or if I missed something, feel free to comment. Just keep in mind, this is all for stuff that could've happened at the time and not something that can happen currently.

"MY LITTLE PONY" CHARACTERS

The ponies will not be able to sign autographs, but Spike, Discord, Grubber, Capper, and Captain Celaeno can, and maybe even Princess Skystar and Queen Novo too if you have them in their surface forms (or Hippogriffs as they are addressed). However, cast members aiding the ponies can sign for them.

In terms of photo tips, most of the characters do like getting hugs (For instance, Cuddles (my OC), Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Applejack, and even Twilight Sparkle.), so make sure you hug your favorite pony in front of the camera. For Captain Celaeno, maybe raise your sword in the air and pose like a pirate (assuming you have a plastic sword on you).

As far as interaction tips, here's a list of examples for what I could think of down below.

Twilight Sparkle = You can share your favorite book(s) with Twilight. You can even ask her for friendship tips, she is the Princess of Friendship after all.

Rarity = If you're wearing a fancy outfit or if you have jewelry on you, show either to Rarity. She'll be happy to see those.

Rainbow Dash = Do a fist bump (or as she calls it, a "bro hoof") if you see her.

Pinkie Pie = Pinkie loves throwing parties, so ask her if she can throw one for you (even if it's for a special occasion). At Equestria Dining, she'll do the honor of presenting your requested birthday dessert (like a birthday cake or a pie, assuming it is your birthday).

Minuette = Tell her how much you brush and floss your teeth. You can bring Minuette a toothbrush if you want.

Cuddles = Cuddles loves giving hugs, give him one. You can also ask him how his friends are doing. For photo tips, hug Cuddles for the camera.

"LITTLEST PET SHOP" CHARACTERS

All the characters from the show should be able to sign autographs. If you meet Penny Ling, give her a hug for the camera. She's an affectionate panda bear. Here's some examples for interaction tips.

Blythe Baxter = Tell her about a pet you have. You can also introduce your service pet to Blythe if you're blind.

Minka = Minka loves to draw stuff. Show her your drawings if you ever brought them with you.

Vinnie = Dance with him. Vinnie's a great dancer.

Bisket Twins = Tell Whittney and Brittney Biskit you like the Largest Pet Shop ever over the Littlest Pet Shop.

"OPERATION" CHARACTERS

All the characters should be able to sign autographs. I don't have any ideas for photo tips, but I do have some ideas for interaction tips.

Cavity Sam = Tell him you'll help cure him. He needs that kind of affection before undergoing surgery.

Surgeons = Tell them you'd like to help Sam get better too. They could even give you hints on how to extract certain funamoty part out of Cavity Sam without lighting his nose.

OTHER HASBRO CHARACTERS

Hanazuki ("Hanazuki: Full of Treasures") = Hanazuki should be able to sign autographs. For a photo tip, maybe give her a hug for the camera.

This is all I can think of for right now, but these are just a few examples of interaction tips I have. In my next chapter, I will discuss what eateries my proposed "Hasbro City" theme park would've offered.

[thecipherlegacy]

So sorry this OCkissweek response was so late! I got a new job and needed time to adjust ^^;; But here they are at long last!

@palepinkycat's beautiful OC, Asha, and My lovely Mavasha having a make-out session after a successful battle. DAMN, I loved drawing these fine sith ladies 👀

[danger-xylophones]

Do your 205th boys have any face scars or something?? I might want to try and draw them and wanted to have a bit more description of their faces if you feel like doing it!!

They just hold a place in my heart ❤️

Hi omg I am so honored! Thank you so much for even thinking about them, I've missed talking about my clone babies.

The only one with a really distinctive scar is Hyde. It's close up to his hairline where he got nicked with shrapnel so it's rather jagged and about the length of a pinky.

I've also pictured Empio having a burn scar over his left cheek that stops just shy of his eye and disappears down his neck.

Codex is supposed to end up getting her own mando'a tattoo along her jaw though.

Those are the most distinctive markings that spring to mind though that didn't make it into my original oc list.

Thank you so much for thinking about them!

[dearmeteion]

The Last Bride (part 2) - Diabolik Lovers fanfiction

Hi guys! So here is the second part of my story! It’s short, sorry... and it’s more like the second part of the prologue than a chapter... I’ll do better next time! And please tell me if I made mistakes, english isn’t my native language. Please tell me what you think of my story, it would help me a lot ! 

Next part will be more interesting, don’t worry ;) (Shuu incoming ;) )

Warning: don’t read if you’re looking for something cute because it isn’t. The protagonist is mentally and physically abused.

Fandom: Diabolik Lovers

Pairing: future Shuu x OC and Ruki x OC

Words: 1717

Previous part: https://aisari.tumblr.com/post/170345603717/the-last-bride-part-1-diabolik-lovers

First Chapter: Captive

She didn’t want to open her eyes. She had no reason to ; she already knew what was awaiting her. A dark, victorian room, with purple walls. Decorated with odd but sumptuous furniture from an ancient time, her room remained the same. It was beautiful. Certainly, in other circumstances, she would have been honored to be allowed to sleep in a room like this one.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t her bedroom. Well, it was, technically ; but the truth was that it was more of a prison than a nice bedroom. It was her gold cage, being deprived from freedom. She wasn’t even treated like a human being… She was nothing more than a livestock. A useless, tiny, and pitiful bag of blood.

She had lost the count, but she was confined in the Sakamaki’s manor for almost two weeks now. She was allowed to wander around the house, but it was safer to stay in her room. At the beginning, she would always run into some vampires, and, well, let’s say they had a quite big appetite. Of course, even locked in her room, her blood would still be sucked, but at least less than when she was outside. Sayuri was dying, slowly, and was wondering how much of this hell she could handle. A month hasn’t pass yet, but she was already exhausted and more weak than she ever was. Even so, she did her best to survive. She usually stayed silent and didn’t complain much when the vampires were hurting her. She was a docile, gentle little livestock. That was her strategy; she knew that making them angry toward her would do nothing good except bringing her closer to death.

Inside, Sayuri was burning; a curious mix of rage, sadness, hatred and a strong feeling of unfairness was inside her. Deep, deep inside, she hated them and the only thing she wanted was to wreak revenge. Nonetheless, she was only a weak little human. She was feeble and even if she could regain her energy, it wouldn’t be enough to face supernatural creatures. They were awfully strong, fast, and clever, so there were no way for her to do something right now. The only thing she could do was to wait, until an opportunity shows up. But, while the days flows by, her physical condition was getting worse.

As for her mental health, she was surprisingly fine, even though it was hard to keep her composure. Not only they were sucking her blood, but they were awful with her too. Especially Reiji. He seemed to enjoy hurting her even when he wasn’t in the mood of sucking her blood; that guy was into whipping and torturing. He only did it once or twice, but it was really too much to handle for the poor little girl. She wanted to forget what he did to her, but the scars on her body would always remind her of theses tragic events of her life. The others boys were far from gentle, too. Reiji was the one who scared Sayuri the most, but he wasn’t the only one to be a sadist. In truth, all of them were inveterate sadists. The second most scarier one was Laito Sakamaki. There was definitely something wrong going on with him. He kept calling her “little whore”, “bitch”, and was used to call her “Sayu-chan” which was very impolite and made her more uncomfortable in his presence. He was, more than a sadist, a pervert. He enjoyed to touch her in intimate places, and she was worried that one day, he would do worse than just touching her. As for Kanato and Ayato, they were less frightening, let alone Kanato’s mood swings. Finally, Subaru and Shuu looked like they didn’t care at all about her. It was like Sayuri didn’t exist in their universe, and she was really fine with it. Subaru was scary but hadn’t touch her yet, and Shuu was always sleeping. These two were the only ones she didn’t hate. Yet.

She was lost in her own thoughts, laying in her bed, still refusing to open her little blue eyes. It was surprising, even for her, but thinking was her way to stay alive. It helped her, a lot, to stay calm and to take some distance toward her own situation. “I’m not dead”, she kept telling herself. “I’m breathing, and even if my body is weak, my mind isn’t. And as long as I’m alive, I won’t let them destroy me. I won’t. I certainly won’t let them win this.”  No, she won’t. She promised to herself that she would never let despair get to her. She was sure that someday, someone will came for her; she has no doubts. After all the things she went and will get through, it would be unfair to not save her. Sayuri didn’t believe in god, but in fate; and it was this faith that kept her going, added to her hatred. No matter what, she will survive and find a way to leave this mansion. She will. It was a promise she made to herself.

While she was, as she did often, lost in her mind, an unpleasant sound broke the peaceful silence, making her opening her eyes with surprise. It was Laito, who entered her room without even opening the door, probably thanks to his supernatural aptitudes. Great. As soon as Sayuri turned her head and meet his emerald eyes, she knew it wasn’t going to be a nice visit.

“- Heya, little whore ~ Since you spend all your time stuck in your room, I though I should pay you a visit ~” He said, with his ankward way of speaking. 

The girl tensed, knowing too well that he came her because he wanted more than a simple visit. She didn’t respond, knowing that it wouldn’t change much of what will happen anyway.

“- Oh? You’re not even saying hello? That’s mean, Sayu-chan ~”

She truly hated that. His way of talking like nothing was wrong, like she was the one who was weird. She was scared as hell, but did her best to not show it too much. Vampires feed from blood, but the more she’s afraid, the more they appreciate it, and so the more they hurt her. She had to keep a straight expression, even if she was scared inside.

“- Mmmh, you’re not gonna say anything? Ah, it’s not a problem. I will make sure to make you talk… or even scream…” 

He laughed a little, and then slowly came closer to Sayuri. She didn’t budge. When his hand grabbed hers, she began to panic. She knew what was the next step; he would either suck her blood, touch her, or both, and she really didn’t want him to do that to her again. His touch on her skin was disgusting, and it was like invisible scars; she knew she would still feel his hand on her even when her torture will be over.

“- Please don’t… “ she begged, “please don’t touch me…”, but it only made him happier to see her struggle. She never cried once since she came here, her pride didn’t allow her. But she couldn’t help but beg him to stop. She really didn’t want him to touch her. Sucking her blood was fine compared to this. She dug her nails into her own hands, and when she realized that Laito wouldn’t stop what he was doing, she just let go and closed her eyes again, praying that it wouldn’t last too long.

It didn’t. In fact, she heard Laito sighed, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw his disappointed expression. “It’s not funny… You’re lucky, little whore, I’m not in the mood anymore, it’s not good when you don’t struggle...”, and he left, without adding another word.

Sayuri stayed immobile for a moment, and then finally allowed herself to breath. He was gone. Her passive attitude made him leave. She couldn’t help but smile of her little victory.

Slowly, she got up, and walked toward the desk. Aside from meditating, there were two others things which kept her from turning insane; writing and drawing. When the brothers weren’t here to watch her, she was used to write a journal, and keeping a trace of her life her helped her to keep a clear mind. Drawing, on the other hand, was one of her hobbies; if she wasn’t imprisoned here she surely would have begin art studies. After writing a little in her journal, she took one of the notebooks she found in a drawer, and began to draw. The girl didn’t know why, but sketching relaxed her a lot, even in her surreal situation. She kept drawing for several minutes, and then sighed again, in lack of inspiration. Since she had time to lose, and knowing that Laito wouldn’t come for her today, the girl decided to leave her room for today, heading to the garden.

It was a nice and peaceful place when there were no one around to disturb her. It was nighttime, the sky was deep black but full of stars, which brought some light in the darkness. The place was quiet, the gentle sound of the wind was soothing her. She wasn’t cold, though. This pleasant breeze was nice to her pale pinky skin, making her long ebony hair dancing slowly. At this moment, Sayuri was in peace, it was one of theses rare moments she was at ease. She closed her eyes, enjoying the kind and refreshing caress of the wind for a moment. She smiled. When she will be freed from them, she will be able to be in this state of mind for ever. No worrying, no suffering. Just peace.

The girl opened her eyes again, looking straight at the sky full of stars. Like them, she won’t be consumed by the darkness. She will be a little but bright star, shining even if she’s surrounded by nothing but darkness. Yes. She definitely will be.

The girl sat down on the grass, and began to draw that beautiful sky, which depicted her hope of freedom.

That night, no one came in the garden to disturb her. She kept drawing, for hours, until she fell asleep.