#Mateudj

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Catching Stars

Mateudj ‘all grown up’  Which is to say older and safer, he’s become Sarake’d’s primary navigator and star-charter. The netting is one of his primary ways to get around the ship without his brothers or Papoi acting as his legs.  While he’s still wearing long sleeves the outfit is more form fitting than anything he would have worn in the past though he has an overgarment from (Sarake’d or Madje) for when he feels the need Title is a call back to A writing prompt regarding the Beestrix Boys’ Futures

Mateudj is still getting his stars as promised

October Art #7

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I want to hear from you... something about our space AU. Hear me out. I challenge you to write about at least one of your boys. They've been on Sarake'd's ship with him for a few months now. So at that point, write what your OC imagines their future will be. And then write what it actually ends up being.

“You can have the stars.”

It was a tiny thingSarake’d had told him when he had given Mateudj his holo-paint pad,but the words had been treasured as much as the gift itself.  Mateudj had neverbeen allowed anything that was his. He and his brothers had been borninto a systematic oppression that made their race little more thanslaves. Products, not people, to be sold to the deepest pockets thenpassed off when the novelty was gone. He had known no other life thanone as a sex toy to the rich who had even stooped to taking his legs.You didn’t offer your toys anything.Sarake’d had donenothing but give.Freedom, a home, aholo-pad, his own room with a lock, and the most surreal of all washis apparent care and affection.As a result the tinykernel of hope Mateudj had always managed to keep deep inside wasstarting to grow into a full fledged flame.He couldn’t besure what the future would hold but he didn’t want to be anywherebut this ship, he wanted to paint and map every journey. He wantedthose stars, and he was starting to think he could actually havethem.

“You’rebasically my kid”

Sedj had no ideawhat to do with someone who had no interest in himself or hisbrothers in a sexual manner. Sex was a language and currency heunderstood when dealing with people other than his brothers, morethan that it was something he enjoyed immensely, despite his past.Sarake’d’s rejection had stung and made him more than a littlesuspicious, no one had said no to him before unless they had otherdesigns in mind.Sarake’d didnothing but treat all of them like his own.He fussed, he setrules and he scolded when those rules were broken but he never didanything to actually discourage anything they had an interest in.  Hehad even complimented his skill at dance though the style was farfrom respectable.It made Sedj wonderif he couldn’t just carry on with his preferred hobbies in a morelegalized and regulated form, there were plenty of systems wherewhoring and dancing were downright respectable and even protectedprofessions. He had awhile yet to consider however since as far as heknew he and his brothers still didn’t exist on any record and thesethings would take time. He was surprised to find he did believeSarake’d would find a way to make them real people.

“Everything isgood. You’re safe now.”

Madje was a soldax,larger than a great many humanoids and a battle scarred gladiatorbesides, he had never been told he was safe before and he mostcertainly never would have believed it.Yet Sarake’d hadproven it several times already.He had gotten rid ofthe man that had bought them last. He stayed with them when Mateudjnearly died of food poisoning. He had even gotten them something likejustice for the footage of their beatings and rapes.  With Sarake’dthey were actually safe, Madje could trust his brothers’ with theolder man.That left Madje ableto consider his own future.He knew what hewanted,It was the one thinghe had always wanted as cliché and stupid as he had alwaysconsidered it burying it deep under the need to survive and keep hisbrothers safe, even happy, to the best of his ability.He wanted someone oreven someones who could love him and care for him just as much as hecould for them. He could do any work that required strength and couldgo anywhere as long as he knew his brothers were safe.

With  Sarake’dthey had hope.

They had futures.

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Smallest Bee Son aka Tiny Tyo

So anyone who has been reading my Beestrix writings might have an idea of who this is. 

This is Mateudj the youngest and Ahnax of the my Beestrix ocs

His preference for bulky clothing really just highlights how damn tiny he is and no he’s not sitting strangely his legs end at the knee

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Birthday Bites

So for the lovely @deskgirl​‘s birthday I offered to write something and was told “ Honestly anything you feel inspired to write would make me happy. I’d take scifi slice of life, just off the top of my head. Or let the space boys have some action if you can think of a good plot. Brawls are good. Emergency crash landing. Someone getting busted up and needing to be taken care of. Go wild. And take your time if you need it, no rush “ Well a fight never came to mind but I did manage some little cute slice of life blurbs, one for each of the Beestrix boys. Set in drasticly different times. ________

“We’re here!” Mateudj cheered delighted as he swung from his seat and made his way from the bridge followed by his papoi’s laugher. Since his brothers had found their own places to settle and Sarake’d did have his work as pilot Mateudj had needed to find his own methods of mobility. He had forgone any prosthetic replacements, the idea of modifying his body, even beneficially, had been enough to cause severe panic attacks. Instead modifications had been made to the ship around him allowing him to swing and amble freely through each room as easily as his family.The cargo bay though was too vast for him to do anything just drop to the floor and walk by hand down the lowering ramp his balance the result of years of practice. He cheered again spotting his eldest brother head and shoulders above many others a safe distance away on the dock. The older beestrix could have approached already knowing when there was no danger in doing so but instead he waited smiling as Matteudj approached. He preferred to see his little brother leave the ship happy and of his own accord. Though the second he could reach he would scoop his little brother into the warmest hug and catch up on all they had missed.   *~*~* “Where’s Sarake’d?”“He said he was going to his quarters to rest, so I’m watching the controls.” “Mateudj?” “Painting.” Sedj pouted, he had hoped for a little company but now both his brothers seemed to be occupied and Sarake’d was taking a nap. Actually a nap sounded rather nice…Sarake’d hadn’t hesitated to invite him in when he knocked but Sedj did as he stepped into the room. The bygon had clearly been settled in and possibly already asleep when he had interrupted. “Is something wrong dano’ nei'man?” The comforting endearment was enough of an invitation to make his request as he stepped closer, “I was wondering if maybe I could nap with you? Nothing sexual I swear, it’s just my brothers are busy and I dunno a little rest sounds really good maybe a ….cuddle? I’m all dressed even see?”  He did a little turn to show his shorts and tanktop in fact covered all they should, “I mean…” He stopped rambling as he realized Sarake’d was smiling and now patting an empty spot on the bed. Laughing in relief and at his own expense Sedj finished crossing the room to drop on the bed snuggling close as his foster father tucked his head under his chin. “Thanks Dad.” “Sleep well Sedj.”   *~*~*

Madje had been settling into his new life on Nhel when he had first noticed the twins. They just always seemed to be around; one or both, in the village or even at the port, when he noticed them they didn’t pretend not to be looking. They would smile and wave, when they were close enough to actually talk it was simple small things about the weather or sights, asking if he was doing well, there were even small compliments he recognized as tentative flirting. After a lifetime of being weighted and measured for his physical value, he was surprised to find he didn’t mind and even enjoyed their attention. He had a hard earned sense when it came to predatory people, these two were not that.   They were clearly interested but approaching him the way one might a skittish animal, slow and on his terms.  He appreciated the thought and the care. He was going to have to think of a good way to show them he was interested in turn, it was certainly something to ask Sarake’d the next time he landed

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Space OCs

Three for one today because separating these 3 is hard

Beetrix Species Info

Character Name:  Mateudj Full Name:  Mateudj Nickname(s): Mateux (Anglai /English translation of his name) Gender:  Male; ahnax Birthday:  Unknown Marital Status: Underage Hair:  Black, straight and chin-length Eyes:  Grey Language(s): Anglai/English Blood Type:  Non-human Height:  2’6ft (seated) 3’6 (balanced on his stumps) Body Structure/Physical Faults:  Petite, pointed ears, could pass as a preteen girl at a glance, strong arms, legs end at the knee. Cannot consume solids. Has organs intended to carry young; sterile. Species: Beestrix Parents/Elders/Guardians:  Madje and Sedj,  Adopted father Sarake’d Siblings:  Madje (o. brother) Sedj (o. brother) Beliefs/Religion:  None Career/Past Careers: Child sex slave

Character Name:  Sedj Full Name:  Sedj Nickname(s): Sex (Anglai /English translation of his name) , Sei Gender:  Male; xaema Birthday:  {unknown} 1yr older than Mateudj 1yr younger than Madje Marital Status: Barely Underage Hair:  Black, long and straight reaches the back of his knees often in elaborate styles Eyes:  Grey Language(s):  Anglai/English Blood Type:  Non-Human Height:  5’11 Body Structure/Physical Faults:  Muscular, pointed ears, dancer or swimmer’s build, three scars over left eye which is scarred shut. Scar on right wrist. Nipple piercings.  Cannot consume solids. Has organs intended to carry young; sterile. Species: Beestrix Parents/Elders/Guardians:  Madje,  Adopted father Sarake’d Siblings:  Madje (o. brother), Mateudj (y.Brother) Beliefs/Religion:  Hedonist Career/Past Careers: Child sex slave, Exotic dancer

Character Name:  Madje Full Name:  Madje Nickname(s): Maxe  (Anglai /English translation of his name) Gender:  Male; Soldax Birthday: Unknown  1 yr older than Sadj 2yrs older than Mateudj Marital Status: Legal, Single Hair:  Black short buzz cut Eyes:  Grey Language(s):  Anglai/English Blood Type:  non-human Height:  7ft Body Structure/Physical Faults:   Built large and muscular (football player), covered in scars from fights and beatings Cannot consume solids. Has organs intended to carry young; sterile. Species: Beestrix Parents/Elders/Guardians: No Biological, Adopted father Sarake’d Siblings:  Sadje (y. brother), Mateudj (y, brother) Beliefs/Religion:  None Career/Past Careers: Child slave, Gladiator, Protector 

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Hand Holding

Another story for my space trio and their Adoptive dad (belonging to @deskgirl) 

For the first few months while the boys settled Sarake’d had kept physical contact with the three to a minimum only initiating when strictly necessary.

One such occasion proved to be a catalyst and valuable lesson.

They had been on a small installation, one Sarake’d was familiar enough with that he encouraged the boys to explore freely on their own. When it had been time to return to the ship however Sedj had been nowhere in sight.

Knowing his brother far too well Madje had sighed and swung Mateudje down from his back to set the smaller teen on a seat beside the pilot. “I will get him.”

He didn’t give the older man time to argue before he was making his way back through the crowd and disappearing from sight.

Mateudje seemed content to wait quietly at the start but as the minutes ticked by the boy started to squirm anxiously eyes darting over the crowd from his vantage point.

With any other child Sarake’d wouldn’t have thought twice about reaching out and reassuring the other with a hug but Mateudje was far from any other child. He knew the tiny teen liked affection from his brothers however he was equally sure he wasn’t that far in his good graces.

Not wanting to undo weeks of work in earning the boy’s trust he finally gave in just enough to take his hand. “They’ll be back soon Tyo.”

Mateudje froze at the sudden contact.

Sarake’d worried briefly that he had crossed a line, but it settled into heartbreak as the teen looked confused from their clasped hands to the people around them and back. He made no attempt to pull away nor did he seem upset by the contact.

Taking the chance the bygon squeezed the teen’s hand gently, the closest they could currently get to a hug. He was surprised to have the gesture returned before Mateudje tilted his head up to face him, “What does tyo mean?”

Now that was another surprise, despite the unintentional frequency with which he used the phrase none of the boys had ever asked it’s meaning.

“It means treasure,” he explained, giving another squeeze of the hand, “but when it’s used for boys like you and your brothers it means you’re loved because all children are gifts that should be treasured. It means you're important to me. “

Mateudje stilled again but returned the squeeze once more proving he was processing what he had been told rather than bothered by it.

His verdict would have to be shared later as the two older boys returned Madje looking both pleased and annoyed while Sedj was most certainly annoyed and dripping wet save for his hair.

Mateudje giggled letting go of his hand to reach up as his oldest brother scooped him back up, settling the smaller teen on his back for the return to the ship.

It was a surprise for all when a small hand waved in Sarake’d’s peripheral vision, reaching for him over Madje’s shoulder.

He refused to settle till the bygon retook his hand squeezing gently.

It was progress.

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Autonomy

“letting teens express themselves and explore is important to their development, and it's very important for three boys who are learning what it means to have autonomy over their own bodies.”

Something about this comment from @deskgirl when discussing our space!AU characters just stuck with me and I’ve been kinda pecking at this between Holiday crap. It’s just the different ways my space trio are learning to just be people, or to find value in themselves as such.

In surprising contrast to his exuberant attitude Mateudj was militantly conservative in his apparel, long sleeves and dark colors seemed to be the only things he felt comfortable in. The looseness of the garments and his small stature made the youngest teen seem even younger and allowed him to hide practically in plain sight when he tucked into himself. He rejected any and all garments that could possibly be considered feminine with an extreme prejudice that seemed colored by fear.  He did however wear his hair just long enough for a short ponytail or braids done by his brothers.

Sedj was the opposite in every way, his wardrobe was all about being the center of attention and getting every eye in the room on him. Even the outfits that covered more of his body were designed to titillate and arouse anyone he came in contact with. He spent hours on his hair alone sometimes dragging his brothers into the process coming away with his waist length hair in elaborate styles which always covered his left eye The trick with him Sarake’d was discovering was finding the balance of what the teen wore verses how he wore it. He learned how to spot the difference between artfully tousled locks and actual bedhead or when Sedj was wearing short shorts to seduce verses when he was just being a lazy teenager. The former was cause for correction while the later only earned soft exasperation.

Madje’s problems came from a completely different quarter than either of his brothers, regardless of what he wore he was too big to miss. As a result, he didn’t care in the least about clothing, he would wear anything from black to, in one notable case, vibrant yellow so long as it served the function it should. The trouble seemed to be that he treated his own body with the same disinterest, for all that he was the oldest of the three he had the least experience in healthy self-care. Left to his own devices he only consumed what Sarake’d had come to learn was bare minimum rations for their species. It was abundantly clear that he needed to learn that his health and well being was worth as much as his brothers’ The first time he had taken seconds and even thirds of the higher quality syrups his brothers preferred unprompted Sarake’d had nearly cheered. Instead he simply patted the eldest boy’s shoulder in passing.

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OC MasterList

SPIES

Crimson Special Agent in Charge Red Offices New York Knight!Eli,  Priest!Eli,  Space!Krims

Magenta Senior Red agent, Sharpshooter, sniper, general bitch, Laurie’s twin 

Laurie Agent Fialova of Purple, "it’s always the quiet ones”, Magenta’s twin

SPIES NEXT GEN

Bastian

Jazz

Vilhelm

Elizabeth and Victoria

Charlie

Space!verse

Mateudj

Sedj

Madje

Other Characters

Camillus

Jessilyn Kiddo Harry Potter OC, Hufflepuff beater, baker and gardener

Burlesque OCs

Original Character AU musings (multiple characters on each post)

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Starter Pokemon

moderngalahad  said: Assign a starter Pokémon to all your OCs. It can be any Pokémon—just one you picture them starting with.

Spies

Cami  Dratini

Crims  Furret

Dacey Fletchling

Laurie Deerling

Mags Hitmonchan

Space

Mateudj Cubone

Sedj Vulpix

Madje Teddiursa

Harry Potter

Jessilyn Cyndaquil

Burlesque

Nichola Seel

Nicholas Ponyta

Brook Chimchar

Kitty Pachirisu (shiney)

Mama Mable Kangaskhan