#Klara Lullay

[souls-ocs]

zlatko and jakob meet

i got possessed to write for these two dudes, it was originally just gonna be zlatko describing what jakob looks like but i got into the family dynamic

There was a sweaty white man on his sofa. He could only call him a man because he appeared the same age as Zlatko himself, who considered himself a man, but really he looked more like a boy, shrivelled and pathetic. His light brown hair stuck to his clammy forehead and he shuddered under the thick blanket (that was his, Zlatko noticed with a raised brow) that covered him and wrapped under his feet (it barely fit Zlatko anymore, mind the jealousy). This was definitely his mother’s doing - she couldn’t help herself from helping people, especially if they were her sons’ age. This may have been only the second time but it was twice too many. 

He was pale, in both skin tone and sickness, with almost blue undertones, especially in the lips - he was confident enough to look at another man’s lips, yes - that were cracked and peeling (his mother would probably lend him lip balm when he woke up). His eyelashes, far darker than the hair on his head and closer to Zlatko’s, fluttered with every hoarse unconscious breath and bore dew drops of sweat that dripped like tears down his temples. He shifted in his sleep and it ran over his nose instead. If Zlatko were the type to give into his curiosity, he’d have leant over and lifted his eyelids to see the colour of his eyes, as he’d done as a little boy, but he’d long learnt restraint. Besides, he was cooking food. Couldn’t get distracted. 

A white boy with brown hair. Wholly unremarkable if not for his sickness - and how he ended up on his sofa.

It was a goddamn miracle his legs weren’t broken, was Zlatko’s first thought as he heard the story - falling from that height onto Brad’s roof? Taking that many hits from his cane? The fever could have been the least of this man’s issues. Now he had a name to put to the lump taking up the three-seater sofa. “Jakob. He specified with a ‘k’,” Valeriya, his mother, added, stirring her tea with the same spoon she’d used to stir her soup. Cleaned, of course. “Strange priorities that boy.”

“Habit, maybe?” Eban supposed, sucking his cheeks to his teeth, his eyes fixed on the stranger across the room. He’d always been nervous around strangers, that was part of his anxiety, but this wasn’t his first rodeo to Val bringing someone their age home and nursing them to health - that was how Eban met his best friend. Maybe this was how Zlatko met his - he doubted it though; he wasn’t anxious, just antisocial. Sure, being homeschooled helped with that but he’d just never seen a need to bother, especially when he had hobbies such as cooking to busy himself with. 

“Maybe.” That was that for the conversation about Jakob on the sofa, Valeriya swerving to discuss Eban’s school life - prom, exams, his crushes (aka Klara) - as if there wasn’t a stranger in their home. Again, not the first time (aka Klara). Probably for the best that he didn’t wake up to a conversation about him because a loud groan gave Eban mercy from their mother’s prying questions as Jakob’s eyes flickered open, light blue irises against bloodshot whites that were juddering around and struggling to say focused. Zlatko tensed. Valeriya rose from her seat, practically jumped, as she noticed him even before Eban nudged her shoulder. Her hand settled on Zlatko’s shoulder, squeezing in quiet request. Medicine, jug of water, plastic cup. Par for the course. His own hand was already reaching for his cane.

Food would have to wait. Good thing they had a microwave. 

Uncovered from the blankets, Jakob looked even worse for wear. His shuddering was more violent, sudden jerks up as if grabbed by God at the waist, the sweat sheen on his face made him look like he was melting. His hair was sodden, like it’d need to be scraped away from his head, and his shirt, an unnecessarily bright orange (no wonder why his mother had given him a blanket), was in a similar, if not worse, position. Yet it could have been worse - his bones were still intact, he wasn’t bleeding and he definitely wasn’t dead, even though he fell from the sky. That’s what Val said and Zlatko had to believe his mother.

The medicine could only work if he actually took the tablets and he seemed too out of it to realise that there was a woman trying to offer them to him, yet the only thing that could help with that was indeed the medicine. Or a smack across the face. The Valerovs weren’t accustomed to slapping their patients - God, that made them sound like doctors, which they really weren’t, not anymore in Valeriya’s case (Eban dabbled and Zlatko studied and that was the extent of it) - and even if that were the case, Zlatko wouldn’t dare in case his hand stuck to his cheek like glue. His skin rather resembled that, glue. 

His mother, the former doctor who had taken the Hippocratic oath and had never risen her hand to anyone, didn’t seem to harbour any qualms or worries as her palm struck gold - silver, rather - across his cheek. Jakob sat up with a gasp and nearly knocked his head against his knees, directly against skin, his ripped jeans wouldn’t have cushioned the hit. Valeriya’s hand darted in between the gap, her hand on his forehead easing him back as her free hand jostled the cushions to hold him up. “Here, take these. They’ll help with the migraine,” she said, handing him white round pills first, then brightly coloured pills and vitamins that had always reminded Zlatko (and Eban as he remembered that near incident when he’d been four) of stretched out Skittles. “And the fever. These will also help.”

Not waiting for her glance and nod, Zlatko filled the cup of water half full and handed it off to her. They’d learnt their lesson to use plastic a long time ago: Zlatko himself had been sick, not so bad as this but every illness was the worst thing ever to a child, and glass shattering over him and water soaking him hadn’t helped. At least this way, it’d be just water. No harm in that. Valeriya raised the cup to Jakob’s lips as he hesitantly put each tablet, one by one, in his mouth and took a generous swig each time. Now that he was awake, his eyes darted around the certainly unfamiliar room; the only thing wider than those were his pupils, dilated and hungry. They’d dimmed the lights for him - Klara had struggled with the bright artificial lights when Val had brought her home - and the daylight was starting to give way to sunset. Zlatko didn't realise he was staring until Jakob's eyes met his.

“That’s my son, Zlatko,” Valeriya spoke for him and the appreciation went unsaid. “I’m a doctor. Or I was ten years ago. It’s like riding a bike.”

“It really isn’t.”

“Shush.”

Jakob’s eyes flicked between mother and son before clutching the side of his face with a groan. “What happened?”

Valeriya rubbed his back comfortingly despite how the shirt was closer to brown than orange with sweat. “No clue. I’m sure you’ll remember when your head clears up. We planned to interrogate you later on.” The last part was said in jest but that didn’t make it wrong; it was as if Jakob intuited this from the loud, sorry-for-himself groan he let out that was definitely more related to his sickness. Zlatko nodded to the sentiment. He loved his mother but sometimes… she could be pushy. She squinted at him like she could read his thoughts. He smiled like she could. Giving mercy, she helped Jakob shift his long spindly legs back down against the sofa as he settled against the wad of cushions propping him upright. 

“I don’t remember anything,” he mumbled. When they weren’t scrunched up, his eyes searched the air, hunting for something. “Got any pills for that?”

“No, I don’t. As I said, you can’t think properly like this.” She handed him the cup. “Drink this, then get some rest. We can talk later, Jakob.” Clearly, he remembered telling her his name, either that or he was too out of it to wonder why she knew it, because he had no more questions and happily drank. 

Jakob was wholly unremarkable, Zlatko decided, even in sickness. And yet that captivated him because everything else in his world was very remarkable.

[the-blood-series-archive]

Sexualities (+ Genders)

Since it’s Pride Month, I thought it’d would be a suitable time to share the sexualities and genders of the cast (as one of the things of note of The Blood Series is that a lot of the characters are LGBT+, as well as other representation). Some of these may change.

It’s long so click the link to see more!

Main Characters

Protagonists

Jakob Sullivan - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Zlatko Jones - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Alex Wilson - Cisgender, homosexual, homoromantic.

Charlie Parker - Cisgender, homosexual, homoromantic.

Kenna Collier - Cisgender, bisexual, biromantic.

Klara Lullay - Cisgender, bisexual, biromantic.

Eban Jones - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Kasi Smith - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Kai Smith - Cisgender, bisexual, biromantic.

Maddie ‘Forest’ Eyighes - Cisgender, homosexual, homoromantic.

Antagonists

The Dark One - Cisgender, bisexual, biromantic.

Shadow - Transgender, bisexual, biromantic.

Mehmun Salton - Cisgender, asexual, biromantic.

Preston ‘Seventh Sin/Seven’ Sin - Cisgender, bisexual, biromantic.

Meggie ‘Carnal’ Snare - Cisgender, bisexual, biromantic.

Luke Fortunato - Cisgender, asexual, heteromantic.

Ezekiel Fortunato - Transgender, bisexual, questioning.

Kiyoshi Kornai - Intersex, heterosexual, heteromantic. 

Amber Miller - Transgender, bisexual, biromantic.

Johnny Miller - Nonbinary, bisexual, biromantic.

Minor Characters

Protagonists

Nastasia Lavisco - Cisgender, asexual, aromantic.

Aidan Lavisco - Cisgender, homosexual, homoromantic.

Valeriya Jones - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Kyle Smith - Cisgender, bisexual, biromantic.

Justin Gull - Transgender, homosexual, homoromantic.

Antagonists

Damien Roth - Cisgender, bisexual, aromantic.

Ayla - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Loki Lullay - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Malcom - Cisgender, bisexual, biromantic.

Nico Jones - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Davey Sullivan - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Aerron Yelad - Cisgender, homosexual, homoromantic.

Background Characters

School Characters

Jonas - Cisgender, homosexual, homoromantic.

Cassie - Transgender, asexual, biromantic.

Amelia - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Nix - Nonbinary, bisexual, biromantic.

Unknown Town Characters

Jake - Cisgender, heterosexual, biromantic.

Jess - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Deceased Parents

Klaire Lullay - Cisgender, bisexual, biromantic.

Kasey Smith - Cisgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Seven Deadly Sins (sans Seven)

Warren Sin - Nonbinary, asexual, aromantic.

Gregory Sin - Cisgender, asexual, heteromantic.

Evelyn Sin - Transgender, heterosexual, heteromantic.

Luc Sin - Genderfluid (Luc, Luci, Lucius), bisexual, biromantic.

Sydd Sin - Cisgender, asexual, aromantic.

Georgie Sin - Nonbinary, bisexual, biromantic.

[ihavenosoul12]

The girl that looks at her from the mirror has tear tracks glistening down her cheeks. She convinces herself that they’re not her own. (her lips however, taste salty) —r.m | Excerpts #11

Klara (The Blood Series, own work - @the-blood-series) moodboard.

Excerpt by @ibuzoo, entry for their edit challenge (all done! Might make more though...).

[fucked-up-cinnamon-rolls]

@poweredbybelief Did she run up? Where did she come from? No one knows. All we know is that Klara is skating past on Heelies, wearing shades and staring at Harrison as she goes by. "Being hunted for being a sorcerer is fucking fun." And there she goes.

[the-blood-series-archived]

Sexual and Romantic Orientations

None of ya asked for it but here you are!

Jakob Sullivan - Heterosexual, heteroromantic (questioning?).

Zlatko Jones - Asexual, heteroromantic.

Kenna Collier - Bisexual, biromantic.

Charlotte ‘Charlie’ Parker - Homosexual, homoromantic.

Alexander ‘Alex’ Wilson - Homosexual, homoromantic.

Klara Lullay/Salton - Bisexual, biromantic.

Eban Angel - Bisexual, panromantic.

Kasi Smith - Heterosexual, heteroromantic.

Kai Smith - Bisexual, biromantic/homoromantic (questioning it).

Forest - Homosexual, homoromantic.

The Dark One - Asexual, demipanromantic.

Shadow - Bisexual, homoromantic.

Mehmun Salton - Asexual, demi-questioning-romantic.

Seventh Sin - Demipansexual, panromantic.

Little Miss Unclad (Just call her LMU) - Polysexual, polyromantic.

Ezekiel Fortunato - Bisexual, aromantic.

Kiyoshi Kornai - Questioning, greybiromantic.

Amber 'Star Miller’ Millersea - Questioning/bicurious.

Johnny 'Johnny Miller’ Millersea - Bicurious.

Aidan (Lavisco) - Questioning, homoromantic.

Nastasia (Lavisco) - Asexual, aromantic.

Aerron Yelad - Homosexual, homoromantic.

Damien (Roth) - Asexual, aromantic.

Ayla - Heterosexual, heteromantic.

Davey Sullivan - Heterosexual, heteroromantic.

Loki (???) - Heterosexual, heteroromantic.

Justin Gull - Homosexual, homoromantic.

[ryderxstanxsquad]

Klara: Wow our neglectful dads really came through tonight.

Eban: Let's hear it for inadequate parents!

Klara and Eban: *high five*

Kenna: Did... Did you guys really just high five that?

[purity-destroyed]

Main Hero Starter Call!

Reblog for a starter with one of the main heroes - randomised muse!

If multi-muse, please specify which of your muses in the tag!

[gods-rising]

May Post - Mothers’ Day

How would the cast of Gods’ Rising celebrate their mothers - or just their family in general - on Mothers’ Day? Mothers’ Day has happened already in England however that month was dedicated to Birthdays. Sorry for how late this is, life got busy at the wrong time.

Main protagonists first, then minor protagonists, then main antagonists, then minor antagonists. Background characters not included.

Jakob Sullivan - Jakob doesn’t remember his mother or if he even actually had one. But if he did have a mother, he’d buy pretty flowers, a nice card (and write a personal message, maybe thanking her for specific details, maybe nodding toward an inside joke) and cook her a nice breakfast in bed. Even if it turns out he didn’t, or doesn’t, have a good relationship with his mother, he’d try his best to make her feel loved that day.

Zlatko Jones - Zlatko celebrates Mothers’ Day by bringing his mother breakfast in bed and treating her and his little brother to a three person feast with a homemade dessert and ice cream. He’d get his brother a present and card to give to their mother, and get a smaller present and card for himself as well as a big card from the both of them. It’s her day, he reminds himself, and it’s up to him to make her feel special, everyday.

Charlie Parker - Charlie is sans a mother figure, so she takes it as another day to celebrate her father, whom she loves dearly. She’ll throw him a present, probably a corny mug, and give him a Mothers’ Day card and write a joke in it. She likes hearing his laughter; even if the joke is terrible, he’ll chuckle over a hot mug of coffee, which she’ll make (and maybe deliberately fuck up), and she’ll know that she made his day a bit better.

Alex Wilson - Alex, before everything fell apart, would rarely help his siblings get gifts for their mother, having to be urged by either his father, uncles or grandparents to just wish her a good day. Sometimes he’d give her the presents that had been bought by someone else and wouldn’t resist too much to be in the pictures they took each year with her. Looking back in time, he realises, he wishes he’d been persuaded more often.

Kenna Collier -  Kenna wants to stay as far from her mother as she can after the divorce - her mum’s... bizarre nature often ruins her daughter’s plans and mood, and there’s certainly a disconnect between the pair. The moment the opportunity arises to avoid spending Mother’s Day with, well, her mother, she’ll take it without hesitation. She’s disinterested in spending time with her mother. Her mother knows nothing about her.

Klara Lullay - Klara never really celebrated Mother’s Day. Without a mother and a father and grandfather she didn’t see worth celebrating, there was never any need. She’d celebrate herself, because she was the only one who was worth it, in her perspective. When not being hassled or tutored by her grandfather, she’d make herself a cup of tea (despite not being fond of it, she saw it as a celebratory drink) and make some food.

Eban Jones - Eban really wants to make his mother feel special but his anxiety gets in the way of him buying things (it’s hard to buy things when you can barely talk to the cashier). So he finds himself still having to get Zlatko to buy stuff for him. He does help his brother in the kitchen though when making the Mother’s Day meal - but whether that’s for better or for worse, no one is really sure. It’s a hit or miss most years.

Grace Smith - Grace was the closest with her mother and would often draw things for her, get her father to make a breakfast for her to bring to her mother in bed and would go outside and pick flowers from the neighbour’s garden for her. But now, her mother is gone, so she takes the time to appreciate her father and, since she can’t ask him to cook for her, she either gets Kai to help or just goes down to the nearest shop to buy a meal deal.

Kai Smith - Kai was never really too close with his mother, and she seemed to feel the same way, but would still try to participate in Grace’s celebrations of her. This usually met carrying anything Grace couldn’t or wouldn’t. Even before his mother was gone, Kai would prefer to spend time with his father, helping him wash up from Grace’s endeavours, watching television with him and playing video games. Now they have a Player Three.

Maddie Eyighes - Maddie barely celebrates her foster mother, only joining in just enough to get by without hassle, whether that means carrying the breakfast or just being in the background while her foster siblings surprise their mother or opening doors for her foster mum. The moment her necessary deed is done, she’s off, outside and running. Not like she can do anything inside, it’ll be taken up by her foster mother, and outside she’s free.

Nastasia Lavisco - Nastasia, for Mother’s Day, decides to get into more paid fights, win more supplies, trade some of the rest for more profitable supplies to sell, put some of the original supplies up as winnings for two people to fight over, hide some of the profitable but criminal supplies in too, sell the rest, use the money to buy better weapons and repeat the cycle. It’s what she does everyday, and why should a holiday about a mother change that?

Aidan Lavisco - Aidan is very lucky to have help from the people of the palace, as Mother’s Day is almost a necessity rather than a celebration. It’s the one time Aidan is allowed to run a dance, because the mother in question can’t be involved. He decides the scheme, the theme, the dress code, the predominant dance and the menu of it all, but it’s barely a choice. He’s been trained exactly what to say, by a mother who pulls the strings.

Valeriya Jones - Valeriya, as a mother herself, loves Mother’s Day. She always has, as she was especially close to her mother. They would cook together, Valeriya always learning a new recipe, a new trick, a new skill each time, and she treasured that time with her mother. Being a mother of two boys has been a challenge, but she can’t help but be cheerful when her sons show her their appreciation, especially through recipes she taught them.

Kyle Smith - Kyle had been eager to bring his mother gifts and flowers when he was younger, but stopped as the teen years got closer and his fights with his parents became more prominent. Then, when he had kids with his wife, he helped the two celebrate her, or spent time with his son if he wasn’t helping his sister at all. But those days, with his mother and wife, are behind him, and now he’s the one celebrated on Mother’s Day.

Tyler Brae - Tyler, being the immortal Demon King, is obviously without a mother but he finds the day endearing. For him, Mother’s Day is another opportunity to show how much his ragtag family means to him. He’ll choose some corny but interesting film, buy some snack food while his family is preoccupied during the day and get them all in the living room to watch it. They’ll pretend to hate it and complain but he knows that there’s nowhere they’d rather be.

Shadow - Shadow never celebrated Mother’s Day before and would happily continue to not... too bad he lives with Tyler. Finding himself wrapped up in the demon’s shenanigans continues on this day as he helps Tyler set everything up for the rest of the family. If Tyler wants to cook something, Shadow is there to help him and stop the inevitable house fire. Tyler might ask him one day if he’d prefer to stay out of it, but Shadow won’t let him do it alone.

Mehmun Salton - Mehmun doesn’t remember many Mother’s Days - not with his mother, not with his aunt, not with the mother of his daughter. He prefers not to, because who knows what other memories will arise? All he knows is that he had too few Mother’s Day with his actual mother and not enough with his wife. So he has no idea what he used to do - but he finds he enjoys watching shitty films with a group of other traumatised misfits.

Preston Sin - Preston’s mother is long gone, thanks to his immortality. When she was alive, Mother’s Day was special for her and gifts were expected. If she received one less gift, there was hell to pay, even though all of them knew the gifts would maybe last a day or two at best before finding themselves in the bin. But now, she’s gone, and he’s still around and kicking, with a new family who would never throw away presents.

Maggie Snare - Maggie didn’t celebrate her stepmother for Mother’s Day after her actual mother divorced and left her father, which may have started the rivalry and contempt but who knows? Most Mother’s Days, she’d go out with her friends or spend the day studying and being as far away from her stepmum as she could humanely be. If there were plans, she’d reluctantly abide by them. Now she has more freedom and people worth celebrating.

Luke Fortunato - Luke was too young to be able to get things for his mother before he and his brother were sent into care, plus there wasn’t much she cared for. The people running at the carehome weren’t motherly (or fatherly for that matter) so they never expected gifts, almost never received them and they seldom deserved them. He’s glad he didn’t bother because if he had, maybe Ezekiel would have been more bothered. 

Ezekiel Fortunato - Ezekiel’s only gift was to fuck shit up for them - pour the carers’ secret stash of booze or weed into the gutters, piss in their food, blocking the drains up, anything really to make the carers’ lives just as miserable as their clients’. It was a daily gift, because he didn’t know Mothers’ Day was a holiday for a long time, barely escaping his teen years without knowing it existed. He regrets not knowing - coulda done more.

Kiyoshi Kornai - Kiyoshi didn’t have a mother figure, even though she was a Born Hell Demon, and demons don’t celebrate human-made holidays regardless. It took a while for her to be introduced to the concept of the holiday and she’s still uncertain on how she feels about it - cute and something she celebrates with her family now but, at the same tine, how many times was she suffering on Mother’s Day?

Amber Miller - Amber used to love her mother and was often buying her flowers and chocolates. She’d buy her all sorts of flowers, like roses, and try to pick out all the best chocolates for her, wrap them up and bring them to her in her bed. Now she regrets bothering. She could have saved up that money for something, maybe for when she ran away after her parents refused to accept her as trans. But she didn’t. She wasted it on her mother.

Johnny Miller - Johnny would chip in with their sister’s presents to their mother, giving maybe a pound or two extra to really buy something nice. However, they weren’t as close with their mother, or their father really, Amber being the parent-adoring child. Johnny preferred his own company. But that didn’t make it any harder for Johnny to run away with Amber. Not that they’d ever choose them over their twin. They’ll never be far from her side.

Damien Roth - Damien was an Original Demon, created by the hands of the gods personally, meaning he has no family. He would celebrate the gods, before the war, and give the divine gifts - loyalty, worship, love. That changed when his eyes opened to the injustices demons faced in a world catered toward mortals. Now, with the gods dead and a King who needs to die, the only thing he’ll celebrate will be the promise of them never returning.

Ayla - Ayla is usually in charge of all the Light World balls - not the Mother’s Day one, however. She’s not involved, and leaves it to her son. However, she makes sure he knows what she wants, and that there’s hell to pay if demands aren’t met. Though the Mother’s Day ball is often praised as her son’s, it’s a product of her incessant control and manipulation. That’s the best Mother’s Day gift she can get - relentless power.

Loki Lullay - Loki grew up within the Lullay family and the supposed Lullay curse took his mother from him at a young age. Mother’s Days were the days he’d visit her grave with his brother and father, to lay the most gorgeous flowers for her. He hasn’t seen her grave for eighteen years while his traitor brother keeps up the tradition, or at least he assumes he does. Maybe that’s what drives him to madness. Twenty years away from her.

Malcolm Gull - Malcolm bought flowers for his own mother and his best friend’s mother, before she died at least. After that, he’d buy his best friend flowers on that day, even chocolates, and they’d have a picnic as well. Those were some of the best days for the pair of them, playing Frisbee and football. Then his best friend died. Because of the sorcerers. Because of a sorcerer. He’ll avenge them. He’ll avenge them both. He’ll avenge him.

Nico Angel - Nico never got into Mother’s Day. He’d buy stuff, or at least his father would, for her, maybe bring her a half-hearted breakfast in bed, but no real effort or time put into it. That changed when he became a father, as he’d help his child treat his wife on that day, making food, buying flowers, showering gifts. Too bad it didn’t stay that way - he didn’t stick around for long with them. He just hopes his sons treat their mother well.

Davey Sullivan - Davey grew up with no mother, a dead brother and hatred for his cousin. His father made sure he knew it was his cousin’s fault his mother and brother were dead and made sure that he knew it was his fault that his cousin got away unpunished for his guilt. But for Mother’s Day itself, he’d go to his mother and brother’s graves, lay flowers down and promise them he’d get his cousin punished. Once and for all.

Aerron Yelad - Aerron’s mother loved him much more before he got diagnosed with autism. Despite being ‘vaccine injured’ and ‘proof vaccines do more harm than good’ and ‘the reason I’m not vaccinating the rest of my kids’, he still loves her a lot. He understands that she does love him, he’s just harder to deal with, and she’s giving all the attention she can. But he still feels alone. Alone enough to make bad choices. He’s so desperate.

[souls-ocs]

here are some memes that you can't entirely comprehend but are more about character dynamics than plot (blank memes in the reblog!)

[souls-ocs]

the most accurate picrews of the gods' rising protagonists! currently! their designs change with the wind and i'd love some input on them. under the cut bc otherwise this'd clog dashes

picrews used: plant's oc creator, obscured icon maker, djarn's character maker, core gamer maker 2

jakob sullivan. basic white guy, his hair's more styled like a quiff i'd say? idk hair terms. basically pushed up but still a mess lol just like him fr (he/him)

zlatko valerov. not shown are his disability aids (still researching exactly what he'd need) and i'd say he has a bit less stubble and his hair is more squared? idk (he/him)

charlie parker. considering having her have highlights, she very much likes pink so maybe pink or something? she wears a lot of it already though but maybe the clash is very her? (she/her, maybe she/they?)

alex wilson. i also want to dye his hair but idk what colour. its more shaved down too i couldn't get that in the picrew or didn't know how (he/him)

kenna collier. her fit wasn't done justice here, she got the light academia fit and the dark academia vibes (she/her)

klara lullay. the scars aren't so prominent + more spread out and her ponytail is a bit bigger/longer/messier and i might see about giving her a fringe (she/her)

eban valerov. his hair always puzzles me i never know what to do with it? dreads? someone a few years back drew some concepts and they were really helpful. i don't want him to look too much like his brother (he/him)

grace ward. basic white girl. her hair's a bit more wild but otherwise fairly accurate. twins with kai so they look very similar ofc (she/her)

kai ward. his hair is a little darker but this is fairly accurate! twins with grace so they look very similar ofc (he/him)

maddie eyighes. pretty accurate to how i picture her in my head (she/her)

i struggle with designing the other characters a lot more than these guys bc they're supposed to be generally regular people whereas some of the other characters are supposed to be out there. they're all humanoid but they don't all fit in if that makes sense

maybe i'll make some more posts about other characters that have more definitive designs

[souls-ocs]

more memes, alignment memes! (blank memes under the cut) i might make a version with the antagonists

[fucked-up-cinnamon-rolls]

“Harrison is wrong, you know? I don’t exist to annoy him.”

She grins. 

“I exist to oneup him.”

Her grin becomes wider.

“Not that it’s hard.”

[fucked-up-cinnamon-rolls]

(Klara wants to wear Heelies and shades and slide past Harrison and say something about her species without stopping and I'm just like, "Klara, no, think of the children." (I'm upset with my daughter.)

[fucked-up-cinnamon-rolls]

"Okay, don't tell Harrison this because I'll probably never the end of this." She's been thinking about this a lot and has decided that now would be a nice time to quickly say the thing she's been thinking about.

"Since he's a human, him having magic is impossible. Like, maybe his family are secretly sorcerers or maybe he was adopted. I don't know, both of them are unlikely but what I'm trying to say is that Harrison having magic should be impossible. But he has magic. It just doesn't make sense."

Klara crosses her arms. "Buuuuuuuut I digress. Harrison's a human, he shouldn't have magic. Feel free to tell him that."

She then uncrosses them to run a hand across her face with frustration. "But the thing is, it'd be okay if his magic was subpar or typical magician shit. It's not. It's excellent. It's amazing. I may talk shit about it a lot, but really, his magic is some of the best I've ever seen." She hasn't seen a lot of other sorcerers’ magic though. "His level is about the level of an adult Psychic who learnt about their powers when they were a toddler. And he's like, what, thirteen? And a human?!

"And he's even shown some mild Auror abilities. Like... what?!" Klara stops for a second to scream into her hands. "This goddamn kid is giving me a run for my money, and I've had years of training and experience! He's a fucking human!"

She coughs then, to bring herself back to her point. "What I'm trying to say is that, for a human, Harrison's magic is amazing. The fact that he can do it is insane and impossible. But he's a really good magician, and if anyone else says he's not I'll kill them. Not literally."

Klara pauses for a moment. "Don't tell him I said that though. His ego is large enough."

[fucked-up-cinnamon-rolls]

Klara singing Razzle Dazzle (from Chicago) is the best thing that’s come into my mind.

[fucked-up-cinnamon-rolls]

(I want to do some angst with our favourite bitchy sorceress. If you're interested in some angst, talk to me in private messages.)