#NOT MY AU AND THE OCS FEATURED HERE DO NOT BELONG ME!!

[nyuheartbreak]

jolts out of bed, I MUST DRAW SNOWPOINT SONIC TODAY this did not take a day but it turned out better than i thought it would go check out @son1c !! they are the creator of this story and some of the ocs here!! i've been wanting to make a proper drawing of this for a while so im happy that i finally came around to, might make a actual rendered piece but we'll see

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Soundtrack to Disaster

Prologue

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fic tags: enemies to friends to lovers, slow burn, modern!au, angst, time jumps, oc!reader x eddie munson. this fic is rated 18+ MDNI chapter tags: swearing… that’s it for now. teehee

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September, six years ago

Red and brown leaves crunch under your boots as you rush across the commons, phone glued to your ear as your brother’s rants berate you from the other end of the line. You’re missing out on weekend tips to deal with your burn out brother and his stupid friends.

“You didn’t think you’d have to get your story straight just in case you got arrested?!”

“I didn’t really consider it a possibility. I was thinking positively!”

You groan, shoving your key into the ignition of your death trap of a car. “Well, the power of manifestation won’t help you now.”

“Will you please just come pick me up?” You almost tease him about the desperation in his voice, but something tells you it’s a bad idea.

“Yeah, whatever. How much is bail?”

“Ah, forget bail, sis. You’re gonna have to use that money for my lawyer.”

“What the fuck did you do, Chris?”

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He stole a car.

Not just any car; a vintage, 1967 Cherry Chevy Camaro belonging to none other than Officer Carver. What a fucking moron.

Carver’s had it out for your brother since he was promoted to Chief of Police, not that Chris didn’t make himself an easy target. At fourteen, your older brother made a habit of stealing from the corner store near your house. He’d come home out of breath, backpack stuffed with a six pack and several candy bars he'd used to bribe you not to tell your parents. You’d taken them with little more than an annoyed huff then, but this wasn’t just cheap beer and a couple Milky Ways. This was the Chief’s car, his baby. You’re pretty sure he loves that thing more than his own son. It would explain a lot. You get to the station as the sun is setting, tinting the sky with orange hues. Inside, it’s mostly quiet save for the phone ringing and the chatter of a couple uniforms. “Hi,” you greet the secretary, who looks bored beyond her years as she types away on her ancient computer. “I’m here to see my brother, Chris L/n.”

She directs you down the hall, where the sole cell in the building holds your big brother inside, sitting on the wooden bench with his head down.

”Hey, idiot.” He looks up, face splitting into a shit eating grin.

”Hey, little sis.”

”What the fuck did you do?”

He snickers, as if this is just another prank, a practical joke! “Thought it would be fun to take Carver’s bird out for a joy ride, sue me!”

“He’s doing worse than suing you, Chris! He’s pressing charges!”

He snorts, then attempts to hide it with a cough. “Yeah, but it was worth it.”

You groan at your brother. “How’d he catch you?”

Chris shrugs. “His partner was out on patrol or something, obviously recognized his own car. Caught us red handed.”

”Us? What poor sap agreed to this stupid idea?”

Chris’s smile is seemingly slapped off of his face. “No one. Did I say us? I meant me. He caught me.”

”Chris-“

”Miss? You need to leave, we’re transporting this suspect to the penitentiary shortly.” The secretary hadn’t made a peep behind you, causing you to jump at her voice. She escorts you back to the lobby, where she hands you your cell phone and keys back. You’re about to leave when you hear his voice from across the room.

“You’re free to go this time, Munson, but don’t think I won’t have my eyes on you.”

The boy chuckles as Carver removes his handcuffs. “Oh, I’m sure you will, big guy.”

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one year later

The gavel hits the wood. Chris is sentenced to five years in prison for grand theft auto. His fate had been sealed when Eddie took the stand, testifying as a witness. “I was in the car with him. I told him to stop, but I couldn’t convince him.” You watch, stunned into silence, as your brother is taken in handcuffs to the big house, the same cocky smirk still on his lips.

Eddie got one hundred hours of community service, because he’s eighteen with no priors, but you can’t help fuming as you watch him walk free; someone you used to call a friend, someone your brother cherished so much, turned completely against the both of you. How fucking dare he.

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chapter I

[crystallizsch]

ian, i have a question regarding your ocs if you don’t mind!! we often see your ocs in their nrc uniforms or in event outfits, but what would their everyday outfits look like and/or how would they dress if they could get their hands on their dream wardrobe (i.e. no limitations by idk… being whisked into a new world with no money or belongings)? in the same vein, do any of them have body mods like piercings or tattoos?

partially motivated by the aspect that clothing can reveal a lot about a person/character and one of my first questions for ocs being “okay now what piercings does this dork have” :>

also hiiii new moot, i’m still super giddy about that :]

OO HI HI THIS WAS REALLY FUN TO THINK ABOUT CASUAL OUTFITS HERE THEY BE 💥💥💥

okay uh unskippable monologue below the cut beware because i just went on a design/outfit tangent hfndndjd

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SURPRISINGLY (other than in her intro post) i think i’ve only drawn yuusha in her main casual fit in these posts with jamil -> (💜) (💜) (💜) where they’re in kinda like their silly dating arc which i dont know where to place in their relationship timeline so i just figured it’s an au of some sort

(firstly i’m not 100% aware of fashion/clothing terms so forgive me, i’m just gonna use the generic terms)

ANYWAYS yuusha loves loose fits or just generally clothing that feels comfy and breathable if that makes sense, especially around her upper torso because sometimes it makes her feel self-conscious that she doesnt have a noticeable chest.

the way i would describe her casual clothing is just like- effortless-looking clothing while still managing to look nice/pretty/fashionable somewhat. she dresses for comfort AND style.

she’s fine with tight/flexible pants though, like leggings so she can move around more freely and that it’s breathable.

other than that, overall she just likes casual/warm/cozy fits that aren’t too “loud” like, just monochrome and soft colors.

but when it comes to special events, she’s more confident in dressing like a gentlemanly lady killer while still keeping that feminine vibe bc what better way to channel your feminine prowess is by beating the guys at their own game.

personally i could never do piercings/tattoos but i LOVE seeing them on others. (for piercings the most im kinda comfy having/giving my ocs with is ear piercings but otherwise it’s awesome seeing different kinds of piercings/tattoos when it comes to others) so for yuusha, i think the most she’d be willing is a few tattoos and some ear piercings.

also omg matching couple tattoos aaagh maybe i’d give yuusha and jamil one post-nrc

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fun fact: when i was designing yuuna, their features weren’t usually my go-tos when making personas (the only thing was my usual was hairstyle and eye color) bc i thought i’d be over and done with twst after a bit (but look where i am now and yuuna had quite grown on me 😔)

theyre my pink barbie doll where i channel all the whimsy, cutesy fashion choices that i wish i could wear lmao 😭

similar to yuusha, they’d wear anything regardless of gender presentation. but their preference leans towards more feminine.

yuuna’s fashion choices are definitely more “loud” like more patterns, more brighter colors, etc. anything to stand out. (i know it doesn’t show in the doodle i did but hfbdjsjs i love outfit designs but i'm not super skilled in that area yet) they also like warm/cozy outfits but instead of monochrome colors, it’ll be more colorful.

and if THEY COULD, i can see them in various kinds of lolita fashion. yuuna would absolutely walk around in those if they could.

(thanks again to @/0honeybones0 for the name dividers 🙏💕)

[purpdrawsthings]

Never gonna give you up~

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INTRODUCTION

Before we get started, I'd like to address some important before we get in the thing =3

WHAT I DO NOT ALLOW

Asks for donations

Yes I have answered some asks regarding this, but I seriously cannot donate.

I do feel sorry, I genuinely do. But, I should be honest that I can't donate, therefore, I ask for people to not spam my ask box with donations

NSFW

Obviously huge no-no sign for me. I want this place to be as clean possible.

Any mentions of controversies, etc

Keep this place happy for all of those stuff. I'll only talk of it if it's terrible, but I'd like to keep this place not walking with negativity.

I'd prefer to be quiet about it.

Okieeee that's about all =3 let's get along with the thing~

Hello hello! Welcome to my introduction post =]

It has seem that you have stumbled across my profile! Good job, =D

I'll get on with the intro, my name is Purp! Call me Purp! Don't try and confuse me with my oc called Purp hehe-

I am a Muslim that currently lives in a hot ass place called Malaysia 🇲🇾

My fav color is Purple is you can't tell 👁👄👁

I am artist, animator and overall, just a chill person who wants to make content that people would enjoy =3

I sometimes draw lore, and also stuff with blood! But not that often =]

Here's my sona ^^

I will mostly do SMG4 content but I'll try do other content for fandoms I'm also in!

Such as...

Among Us

Murder Drones

The Amazing Digital Circus

And etc =D

I have also written a couple of stories, like my book in Wattpad called "Purp's backstory"

Do go check it out! It delves into the story of my oc Purp's traumatizing past... That's fun =]

I have created a couple of aus such as...

The Seven Gods AU [ Among Us ]

The Unknown AU [ Among Us ]

Lost AU [ SMG4 ]

Brainwashed AU [ SMG4 ]

Circus Showman AU [ SMG4 ]

The Brainwashed AU is probably the most known here!

I tend to be on the neutral side of things like stating my opinions and mostly staying away from controversial topics.

I love drawing my fav artists! You can see them in follow section =]

Please do not share anything negative here! I want it all to be good.

Please do not speak anything negative about my own opinions, I am extremely sensitive and I get overwhelmed easily.

I have school! So I will not be as active from Monday to Friday.

I will go absolutely BONKERS if someone makes fanart. Please do please do please- /jk

OCS that belong to me will sometimes have a hashtag for themselves! Here's some.

Purp : #Purp's Purp

GSP : #SMG4 GSP

Here's are my socials! If you see a version of me, or any form of copy on any other social media, that ain't me.

Twitter : @Purp_IsSus

YouTube : @PurpIsSus

Amino : @PurpIsSus

Reddit : u/Purp_1456

Wattpad : @PurpIsSus

I do have Discord but thats private =]

I have a couple of tags that you can explore for specific stuff =3

For brainwashed au content, it's this hashtag =]

#SMG4BrainwashedAU

For asks specifically at the au, it's this one =3

#SMG4BrainwashedAUasks

For all asks that I've answered, look at this hashtag kayyyyyyy?

#Purps silly questions =]

For characters that are related to the au/have been featured/shown, this is the hashtag

#Brainwashedau!smg4

#Brainwashedau!smg3

#Brainwashedau!MrPuzzles

Anddddddddddddd that's about it for now. If you want to ask any questions, feel free to go and ask me on my ask box =D

And with that, I'm out =3

While you're on that, have some art heheheheheheheheheheheh

[atinyjules]

Where The Magnolia Blossoms Ft. Park Jisung {ch-1}

A/n: I disappeared for a while ig...but it was because I had to go help my dad in clearing our ancestral home. So while I was there, I saw a little Magnolia tree with blooming flowers and got inspired to write a historical au with Jisung as my lead, of course!

!!Mind you, this is all fiction. And it is not related to any history. None of the festivals or the things that take place in this story are real, and it is all purely fiction.!!

So here it iss

The Title of the story has been changed, and the name of the kingdom has been changed to Baeguk.

The mini - masterlist for this series can be found here

Genre: Historical au, romance, angst, fluff, forbidden love au, royal au

Pairings: Crown Prince!Park Jisung x fem oc

Warnings: mentions of death, blood, war, strong language , kinda angsty..

In the break of spring, when all the flowers began blooming and the birds began singing , a young prince sat and admired nature's beauty from his secret garden. His heartbeat was calm, and a soft smile graced his otherwise cold and rigid features. Away from all the pressures of the throne, Prince Jisung was at peace in his little hideout. When he was in the garden, he felt more like himself than he ever did in the big palace he was forced to call home.

The pressure and expectations of the throne suffocated him and made him feel sick. Like he was an animal who was forced to be a human. But at least the throne won't bother him for now. He's the youngest, after all, and the title of the Crown Prince belonged to his elder brother, not him, so for the time being, he could fly freely.

That's what he thought, until the day his life changed. The Crown Prince was murdered without a trace of his killer, and just like that, Prince Jisung slept a young prince and woke up the Crown Prince. Due to the sudden murder, the Crown Prince Jisung's life was way more restricted than his late brother, and all forms of freedom were thrown down the cliff. He was restricted from leaving the palace, restricted from meeting his subjects, restricted from visiting his secret garden, and most of all, the Crown Prince was restricted from behaving like himself.

He lost himself and became a puppet, a puppet who had to do whatever his father wanted him to do. Never could the Crown Prince Jisung be just Jisung, it was simply a wrong answer in everyone's eyes. If he could make a wish right now, he'd wish to be a nobody, and if his wish couldn't come true, he'd rather be dead instead.

I am a child cursed by the heavens.

"Your Highness, the King wishes to see you." One of the King's servants said to Jisung, who was brought out of his thoughts. Dismissing the servant, he couldn't help but stare at the calligraphy he just wrote one last time before folding it into a bird and discarding it outside to fly away from his sight.

A child cursed by the heavens can only wish for an early death.

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Jisung's

"Your brother's tomb has been mounted, so now your actual duties will begin. I know how you are, toughen up because, if you're weak, the kingdom will fall. I will kill you myself if you fail to go ahead with your duties as you should." Father said with a cold and chilling tone, making me nod timidly.

"Yes, father." I replied in a soft tone.

"Being too good is not good. The people will take advantage of a merciful ruler, but they will follow the orders of a merciless one. If you remain timid forever, everyone will take advantage of you and your powers. A timid and merciless ruler will fall, but a ruthless and tyrannical ruler will never stop rising." Father said and looked at me before scoffing.

"You're nothing like your brother at all. You're too soft, too timid... to weak. It's a shame that your brother was met with such an early end. He would've been the perfect ruler, but of course... the weakest one had to be left behind." He said, making me clench my fist tightly as I faced the floor.

"You better improve fast, or else I'll send you to Jihyuk." I felt my heart pause for a second at the mention of my brother's name.

"You're dismissed... get out of my sight." He said, making me stand up and bow to him before leaving for my quarter.

Seonhwa's

"You and your obsession with magnolias, why don't you ever make anything else?" One of the elder girls asked, making me perk up.

"It's pretty... besides, it's the kingdom's symbol." I said in a soft tone before getting smacked in the head by her.

"That's boring." She said and left with the newly made robes.

"Crazy wench..." I trailed before going back to doing my embroidery when an origami bird landed on my table.

"What's this?" I mumbled before picking it up and unfolding it.

"A child cursed by the heavens can only wish for an early death...this is so dark. I wonder who wrote it..." I asked myself before quickly hiding it under my skirt when I heard mom's voice.

"Seonhwa? There you are, what are you doing?! We need to quickly get the robes to the Crown Prince!" Mom exclaimed.

"Okay, okay... I'm coming." I said, making her sigh.

"Quick, quick! Or else our heads will end up on the king's table." Mom said in a rushed tone.

Right...the king.

After mom left the room, I got up and hid the calligraphy inside the cupboard before rushing out to help mom.

We had arrived in the main palace and waited for the Crown Prince's arrival after setting up everything. I was currently straightening out the Crown Prince's clothes when I heard footsteps.

"Make way for the Crown Prince." A loud booming voice proclaimed, making everyone panic and quickly get down on their knees to give respect to the Crown Prince. The door was slid open to reveal the Crown Prince in all his light. With a cold and stone like face, the Crown Prince entered the room and sat down in the middle of the room.

"Rise." The Crown Prince said in a low but commanding tone, making all of us rise from our position.

"Your Highness, with the Lantern festival approaching, his Highness, the King had asked us to prepare a robe for you to wear to the festival." Mom spoke in a clear and calm tone before revealing the robe to the Crown Prince.

"I want to see it up close, if that's okay." He requested making mom smile.

"Of course, your Highness." Mom said as me and another seamstress carefully brought it to the Crown Prince who took it and traced his hand over the embroidery.

"The embroidering here is beautiful. Who did it?" He said in a soft voice before looking at mom.

"My daughter Seonhwa did all the embroidery. " she said and bowed before motioning towards me, taking me by surprise as the Crown Prince looked up towards me.

"Seonhwa?" He said my name, making me bow to him.

"I am Seonhwa, your Highness." I said after bowing only to see the Crown Prince looking at me in shock.

"Is there a problem, your Highness?" The Crown Prince's royal guard asked in worry.

"I...no...it's...your very skilled. It's my pleasure to wear such a beautiful robe." He said making my eyes widen.

"T-Thank you, Your Highness!" I said a little too aggressively before kneeling on the ground and bowing, making mom face palm.

Jisung's

"She's definitely her... I know it." I mumbled to myself as I stayed awake in the middle of the night instead of sleeping.

I didn't think about her much, but now that I met her again... why is she all I'm thinking about? She made my heart skip a beat then and still made my heart skip today when we met. Why? Was it because we were older and more mature than we were in the past, or was it simply because I still thought about her all these years?

I got up and took out a box from the cabinet.

"Where did it go?" I rummaged through the box to find what I was looking for, a neatly folded piece of paper. I opened it and smiled as I began reading the contents.

You keep asking me why everyone calls me seonahwa right? So I'll tell you today! My real name is Seo Seonhwa, that's my name. It's a play on the word "Suseonhwa" (daffodil). Mom loves daffodils, so when I was born, she named me Seo Seonhwa because I was her precious little flower.

But some of the girls here call me Seonahwa instead. It's a pun if you didn't understand. They call me that cause I'm timid and cowardly.

When will you tell me your name? I can't keep calling you Park Salgu (apricot)can I?

After folding the paper and keeping it in the box, a transparent material caught my attention. I pulled it out to see the handkerchief with the embroidered magnolia Seonhwa made me when we were kids.

I silently sighed and brought the handkerchief close to my heart.

Park Salgu... don't you dare forget me... ever!

Park Salgu never did!

That's it for this chapter 💖✨️

I hope you guys enjoyed it! Yesterday was my Jeno's birthday but I couldn't post what I planned to. I completed 2 new chapters for his Broken Melodies series but because of the bad internet it didn't save and I lost everything 😭

And by that time I lost interest to rewrite it again 🤧 so I posted this new jisung fic instead.I had been working on this for a month before finally deciding to put it out for you guys so I hope you'll like it! Especially the Jisung simps🥹💖✨️

Chapter 2 can be found here

Likes and rebloggs are appreciated 💖 ✨️

[kittehbiscuits]

Old art that I didn't post here for whatever reason or I didn't have Tumblr yet (if I did actually post some of these already, my bad.)

I am doing this on my laptop which as far as I know doesn't let me group images together so every image will be its full size; this is a long post!!

(NOT IN CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER!!!!!!!!)

Trigger warning: old art, blood, body horror, maggots, unfinished art, drug use, old art, gore, sandworms, corpses, nudity, self harm scars, etc.

MY FIRST DIGITAL DRAWING OF BEETLEJUICE this is when I knew the short hair wasn't going to work for me

^^I started a drawing of this weird au beej a long time ago and never finished it so I planned to post this sort of sequel after I finished it but as far as I'm aware I never posted it

I thought the shirt would be a funny thing for him to wear when he moves into the maitlaind's attic

First Bettyjuice drawing!

^^Featuring my ocs as Lydia and BJ

That one Ralsei image

^^ This one is in the tour's fanart binder!

Drew him with short hair for the (technically second) time

I forgot his beard. Inspired by the Haunting of Hill House (love that show)

I miss drawing his nail polish

^^art trade (design belongs to ohwowhumans)

^^Ok I probably have posted this one but it's my Donnie redesign and I think he needs more attention.

I think I drew this the night after seeing the final show

This one is also a celebration of the final performance

And this one

This is Beetlejuice from a really weird fucking dream I had (my mortician character was his coworker at a grocery store in the dream fun fact)

The premise was he caught her smoking weed in the back of the store and there was a big montage of them doing weed every day at work and then she said something that made him think she was gonna tell the boss and get him fired so he got a gun out but didn't end up shooting her and the dream ended (artstyle was vaguely south-park-esque??)

IT'S NOT LETTING ME UPLOAD ANYMORE WAHHHHHHHHH SCREW THIS.

[dexterkronos]

Hola y'all

Welcome to my Tumblr blog!

For those who don't know me; my name is Dexter Kronos and I'm a member of the Rainimator Production Team, but otherwise I'm no-one too spectacular.

I am Australian (Queenslander!!!), pronouns are in the page top, and I am a university student studying a BCFA: Animation (I will be vague about where lmao).

I mainly do renders in Blender or Cinema4D with use of Minecraft Rigs, or generalized artworks on Krita, though I'm still an amateur on the latter. I may eventually do Minecraft Skin commissions via Ko-Fi but for now I'm focused on trying to survive my university workload lmao.

Advanced Warning: I swear. Alot. For other countries' standards. It's just the basic ones though.

Fandoms

My main fandoms of lurking will be the Rainimator (obviously), The Magnus Archives/Protocols, Puella Magi Madoka Magica & The Mechanisms.

My side interest fandoms (less focused) are Gravity Falls, The Owl House, Amphibia, My Little Pony (G4 & G5), Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail (even though I quit the game lol), Slime Rancher, Twenty One Pilots, The Amazing Digital Circus & Murder Drones.

These will update as time goes on.

Stuff on the Blog

Chiefly, I do artwork of different Eyes belonging to characters. You can find these under the Eye Lady tag (#may as well call me the eye lady)

Secondly, I have a special tag for my own TMA x Own Series AU vein called the Mag-Ruin AU (#Mag-Ruin AU), with the AU centered around grabbing my main work and my current hyperfixation and smashing them together in a believable way. It stars Jonathan Sims (Leitner Hunter/Ouroboros), Martin Blackwood (Beloved of The Eye), "James & the Stoker Twins" (Paranormal P.I's), Simone Dalton (Lachesis' Disciple; OC) and the mysterious "Ani" ("The Mystery from Down Under" [self-proclaimed]; OC). Most of my AO3 fics will be under this tag.

I am also forming a Slime Rancher x TMA AU outside of my best interest set after MAG 200. That one will likely be under The Magnus Ranchers (#The Magnus Ranchers) and will feature Jmart Somewhere-Else-ing into the Slime Rancher world.

Fourthly, there is the Owl John (#Owl Jon) agenda. I am personally under the belief that Jon as a harpy is cool as hell and though moths may fit thematically, I want to experiment.

For any random ass rants I will usually add a tag denoting both the Dexter identity and the Eye Lady moniker (#dexter kronos/eye lady brainwaves) and for irl shenanigns or post "scheduling" I will use an updates tag (#dexter kronos/eye lady updates)

Other Info

I can also be found on Twitter/X and (soon) Instagram, but otherwise your best way to contact me is here or on Discord.

Anyway enough yappin'; enjoy scrolling through the crazy that is doomed to join this page!

[iamyimbo]

Sup people here are the characters that were featured in the background>:D

I do not know this au or.... Something but uh if anyone knows their names... please- tell me so I can update it 🥺

Next is this Silly

Who belongs to this lovely person:D

Which btw love your oc

Next OC belongs to this other lovely person and this OC is by far one of my favorites....But like that's because I like cats ;3

More background characters!

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||An Officer's corruption part five||

Hi dears, It's time for another part to this short au: Officer and criminals Au with demon mun's muses and mine. X3 So here you go with a new chapter added to this. I hope you like.

||Chapters||

Part one

Part two ((NSFW warning))

Part three

Part four ((NSFW warning))

((Your reading part five))

||OVA Chapters|| ((My friend Demon mun is writing for the series))

OVA part one

||Drabble summary||

Jaron and Melinda have got to their new prison building but it seems it was being the same one having Warden Finn Reer. Right now, they just arrived and it was already a mad house. It seems he has two new prisoners and they was causing a rucus. Who could they be? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~Violence or a fight is present in this drabble

~Possessive behavior will be present

||Guests in Drabble||

Jaron Jackal, Fin Reer belongs to my amazing Rp partner @demon-blood-youths

Melinda brooks, Rex oxford mills, and Winter are my OCs that belong to me and the same for Sukuna Ryomen comes from Jujutsu Kaisen but also me due to having him as a muse.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. Enjoy))

"Do you think he is expecting us?"

Officer Jackal blinks hearing his partner Officer Melinda brooks ask while they were making their way to Harlem where the lupins police station was but beyond that they were looking for Warden Finn Reer.

"I think he was. Even the fact we were told by Mr. Henderson we would be coming to help him out along with his policemen and woman." Jaron sighed driving down the road but Melinda thinks about it while he was driving.

"Though, it's rather strange to the idea. I wonder what could be the reason..." she said thinking about it.

"I don't know..but we'll find out soon." Jaron said seeing they have arrived to the prison house. The prison house was pretty big but both officers Melinda and Jaron can tell it's a wild place. Even seeing the back yard where most of the prisoners had animal features but werewolves were more noticed here.

After her parks, both Jaron and Melinda gets out of the car to look at the front gates then at one another.

"Ready?" he said seeing her nod.

"Yeah.."

With that said, both head to the gates to meet with Warden Fin. Inside, it was pretty big with other officers around or keeping a eye on the prisoners here. Or some being moved to a new location with others. Yeah, this was a bit big and yet, the two keeps looking around holding to find someone.

"Hey you two made it!" Both Jaron and Melinda blinks to look seeing the Warden. Fin Reed was smiling welcoming the two but they saw Officer warden Ahmed as well.

"Welcome to our prison. I take it your here because of Mr. Henderson." he asked.

"Yes. He said he has many others scattered around New York to help other prisons with the more difficult prisoners." Melinda said but Ahmed sighed.

"Well, he's not wrong. Because we have two of them here with us." he said.

"Hold up, two of them?" Jaron asked but he turns to let them follow with Fin and Melinda following.

"Yes. We have two of them but I'm watching one and Fin is looking after the other. Though, let me ask you a question first: Have you heard of the hidden gang the season demon warriors?" he asked but Jaron and Melinda thinks.

"Season demon warriors? Hold on, wasn't it that hidden black market group that sells items that's bought through the world? You mean them?" she asked seeing Fin nod.

"Yep; the very same. Turns out the leader was caught and arrested way back but now his team is caught as well. Though, I don't know where their leader was but me and Ahmed got two members from his group. The Fallen summer maiden and the fallen winter maiden." Fin explains as they walk down the hall. Melinda saw the other males howling due to smelling a new woman but she had the guess it was her. Though, what of the two new prisoners?

"I take it theirs not many females in your prison?" Melinda asked.

"Not really. I have some from my team here and you Melinda. However, the fallen maidens are here too but...lets just say they give off a dangerous smell that none of these guys wanna mess with them. Two tried to but..lets say they ended up killed. That was a big fight to break up." Fin walks to the stairs with Ahmed leading.

"So far, they don't know their in the same prison due to keeping them apart but it didn't stop them from trying to escape." he explains seeing one were cat reaching to grab for Melinda's ankle but Fin stomps on the hand hearing a pained yelp.

"I told ya no touching other female officers!" he said that Melinda noticed seeing the other snarl at him that Fin growls back making the prisoner silent.

"I see....but wasn't their four of the fallen maidens?" Jaron asked.

"Their is. We have two here. I got one and Ahmed has one but we keep a eye on them due to being sneaky. They have gotten out a few times but we get them back. But one is at Kali's prison being watched by Bernard and the other fallen maiden is watched over at Joshua's prison. Mr. Henderson said he was hoping to make some deal with the leader but he refuses to speak to him. So, the team is a lot more aggressive wanting to get out and free him." Fin sighed but they keep on walking.

"So....."

"Right now, we are being sure they don't meet up to cause trouble again." Fin said as they get to the main office. However, Jaron heard more howls or flirting from some prisoners towards Melinda but she ignores them while looking and heading into the office.

"So, that's why we were hoping to ask you two to help us out with the prison. Due to a few of our police members quitting because of the reckless behavior of the others." Fin explains as Jaron and Melinda sits down.

"I see...well, we can give it our best to help you Fin and Ahmend." she said.

"Yeah. We can give a hand." Jaron said.

"Huh, thanks guys." he said smiling. While he was happy about this, that's when an alarm goes off making the four blink.

"What the heck?"

"Uhhhhh..."

"Fin.." Ahmend said but he goes to check it out. He saw that some of the police was running off showing some gust of ice wind forming near a door way. The others backs up from the chill winds to see a woman walking out. She had Mid Ivory color skin, blonde hair in a tight bun. Melinda and Jaron noticed she had Cobalt blue ice eyes looking ahead as she was smiling.

"You know, you should get that fixed..you don't know what might come out." she laughed seeing the police surrounding her but they tried to get her only to get punched in the face, kicked as well as she was fighting them off.

"Get her back in her prison cell!"

"Hurry before she tries something else!"

"We can't get close to her!"

"Hurry up!"

The other officers tried to get her only to get blasted back by a strong gust of wind landing in a pile wincing. The woman only smiled looking as she walks forward since she was barefoot as well.

"Awwww what's wrong? Your done? So boring. Oh well, maybe I can find out where my team is..and my sensei..so..." as she was about to run, a ice wall shows to make her stop but she knew who it was to giggle.

"Oh? Wanna play again Warden?" she knew who it was hearing something land near by showing Fin there. He looks glaring at her as she looks back.

"Your going back to your cell Winter......" he said but she only smiled more.

"Awww but I just got out. I wanna play some more!" she said before he rushes to try and stop her while Winter was dodging his grabs to fight back.

"We need to do something!" Melinda said but Ahmed felt a tremor looking to the right. Something else was going on. "Oh you have got to be kidding me.." He looks to the other two. "Seems we might be having a-"

"RIOT!!!" One prisoner said as they were now fighting trying to get out. Jaron, Melinda and other officers were shocked before trying to stop them from destroying everything.

~~~~~Meanwhile at Kinie Ger's prison~~~~~

Rex was meditating in his cell but he was looking silent wondering of his team. True, he and the fallen maidens were dangerous and strong but it seems his team was split up so stop them from getting out. He slowly opens his eyes feeling another near his cell. Some of the officers were too scared to be near it but knowing the danger vibes he gives off, it was scary.

He sighed to relax again but he was thinking to check something. ".....Seems Winter is having a bit too much fun again....knowing her she might end up destroying that place.." he said to himself but a few police walks by his cell again.

"...I wonder if the other three are close or far?" he mutters before hearing someone bang at his cell.

"HEY! Quiet in there!" One guard said but as he said that, Rex turns his head to show one white eye. The guard got silent but scared seeing the murder look in his eye.

"....."

"I'm sorry..did you say something?" Rex said to the now terrified guard.

"N..No, continue your business!" he said scared but Rex looks away while the guard was pissing his pants now. However, Rex remains calm to look and hope his team was good or thinking of a way to get out.

~~~~Back at Fin's prison~~~~

After a while, Fin and his officers was able to stop the Riot but also had Winter tied up and in hand cuffs by him. She struggles but he keeps her still. "Stop squirming. You'll end up hurting yourself." he said.

"You always seem to ruin the fun you know, sweetheart. Why can't you let me have a bit of fun? I promise I won't bite." she pouts to Fin. "Or do you prefer that type of fun?" she winks that Fin sweatdrops to sigh.

"No, now come on..back to your cell." He said taking her back but looks to Ahmed. "I'll be back." he said seeing the other nod. Both Jaron and Melinda was a bit tired after helping with the riot.

"You both alright?" he asked.

"I'm alright. You Melinda?" Jaron said.

"Yeah, I'm alright." she said.

"Good to hear. Also, thank you for helping us with the Riot." he said seeing the two waving their hands not minding it. "Though, that was intense. Are all the fallen maidens that dangerous?" Melinda asked.

"Yes. I hope Bernard is doing alright with the fallen maiden of fall and Angel with the fallen spring maiden. All four of these women are dangerous and together it's worse. Even so, we haven't heard from them so I assume they are okay." he said but Jaron and Melinda looked worried before seeing the cleaning crew show up.

However, some of the prisoners were seeing Melinda but they only were curious about her like the other female officers here. Most were weres like Fin and some of his group. However, Melinda was not but she smelled different. Maybe due to her own blood having the mix of Nagu blood too. Even so, she and the other two leave the area while they keep eyeing her to her tensing.

"You okay Melinda?" Jaron asked.

"Hmm? Yeah, I'm alright.." she said softly to him but quickly follows Ahmed from the area. However, Jaron was wondering if she was alright. For now, they would take it easy before resting up for that time.

~~~~At Winter's prison Cell~~~~~

"There, now get back in." Fin said getting her inside but Winter pouts to look at him while she was in her cell once more.

"You really are no fun Fin. I just wanted to have a little fun since being in this cell makes one bored. You think I'll do something bad?" she said but Fin looks to cross his arms.

"Knowing you, yes. Forgot what you did the last time you got out?" he asked to see her thinking about it.

"Oh come on, a few heads rolled loose. I can't help it." she said shrugging her shoulders.

"You killed them!" he said but she only smiled.

"Again, not my fault handsome. Besides, they got in my way......you should know that right?" she asked to look at him but he sighed to close his eyes.

"Even so, stop trying to get out and behave. I'll check on you later." Fin said but Winter looks to him.

"Fine, it's not my fault I love being bad but maybe it's due to getting your attention. You are pretty handsome.....even if your a lycan. It's fun to tease you...even if you have a wild side yourself...right?" she teased rubbing her neck. Fin said nothing to hear this but looks away.

Knowing this prison held were types, it was still dangerous to be around others that could be at risk or wants to be changed. He only sighed and yet Winter smiled looking at him.

"Though....you are pretty smart and fun to play with, Fin. Why not have more fun? You use ice and I use both ice and heated winds. We could really go wild if you like. It's almost like our blood is calling to one another..isn't it?" she purrs but he closed his hand to a fist not responding.

"......."

Winter looks to wonder what he will do but he walks off to leave her. She sees him go but smiled leaning against the cell metal bars. Yeah, he was so precious to tease like this. Though, she still wonders of her fallen sisters and their sensei. That's when she goes to sit down but touches her ear.

".....Seems he's still strong willed Sensei. But no worries, I'll find a way to get out and help with finding the other fallen maidens."

'I know you will Winter. Just try to not kill too many like the others. Though, have you heard of anything else from either one?' Rex asked though a blue tooth piece he had hidden with him. None of the officers found it.

"No, not yet. Seems they were split up so we can't find one another. But they are close.....I'll see if I can trace or find something else. Then we can go and help break you out Sensei." she smiled that Rex chuckled.

'I know. Even so, keep your guard up and eyes too. I'll hope to see you and the maidens soon.'

"Same to you too, Sensei." Winter said ending the conversation. She leans back now happily thinking of Fin but was humming to herself. In the hallway, Fin was out of the area but he sighed closing his eyes. Yeah, she was getting tricky but he'll have to watch out for that.

As he was heading back, some of the prisoners were speaking.

"You really think she is? Her blood isn't were so.." One prisoner asked.

"It's true. She smells different and given she's from another police group, it's a lot. I know that guy she's with smells like one. A jackal of some sort but her?..she smells tasty." one said with arms crossed. He looks from his cell seeing Melinda speaking with Haliee about the job. Both were happily talking but he looks to Melinda who was smiling.

Yeah, she was cute and like many woman, they were up for grabs. "..I think we need to welcome our new guest. Along with the other females in this dump...but lets not be too crazy. Can't scare them off. We need to see what their like first...including that one." he said pointing to Melinda.

Seems the first day was crazy but what else might happen here?

[offbranddrpepsi]

Requests open! Ask box ready!

My ask box is finally primed. Here are the fandoms I write for and what i'll write for them. Anon is on as well and I can tag an alias for you if desired. You're free to spam me as well with multiple requests if you have them: - League of legends (Any champ, Any AU ) - Overwatch (Any character) - Baldurs Gate 3 (Any character including NPCS) - Valorant (Any character) - TBD other fandoms, honestly just drop a character and fandom in my ask and if i know them i'll try What I'll write:

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do you grin and bear it when you come across fics that are clearly white-coded? i find it really upsetting because there are some fics out there that are so good and then i come across a word, phrase or description that describes reader as clearly being white or if not white, then with light features and then i just can’t finish the fic anymore.

then i realize no one is saying anything, everyone just accepts it. the fic gets thousands of notes and not one is mentioning it. i don’t think there is anything wrong about having a particular race in mind when writing (people often write from their own lived experiences) but maybe let people know beforehand?

but i guess these days i kinda grit my teeth and bare through it. the worst though is when they write the bts member with pink nipples and pale skin, i just don’t understand why they would do that. why are they erasing their melanin. because they might as well be writing about timothy chalomet at this point. bc what? people have the right to their own preferences but when it comes to fanfics about asian men, poc, then there are literally no excuses unless they are written in a particular au, but then again. they are asian so why are you whitewashing them

hey babe! i hear you and i feel you. i've been writing fanfic for a very long time, but the bts fandom was the first one i encountered reader insert fics. i'll admit, it was definitely disconcerting and slightly triggering at first to read all of these stories about clearly white ocs who i obviously couldn't insert myself into. it was especially mind-boggling to me that i was being othered in a fandom literally centered around men of color. ultimately, i had no choice but to acknowledge that the primary fanfiction that got pushed in the fandom was written by white creators for white audiences.

but while i acknowledged that, i didn't accept it. i simply decided to write the representation i didn't see--and that's how ego was born 😊 nowadays, i'm ecstatic to be seeing a lot more poc representation in the fandom (from all different backgrounds and viewpoints), but that doesn't mean whiteness isn't still being used--likely unknowingly, as media in general often caters to whiteness, and people write what they're used to and what they know--as the "baseline" and "general" oc. (absolutely zero excuse for whitewashing the boys tho. not you nonchalantly giving the both the oc and bts pink nipples 🤦🏽‍♀️😂)

obviously, there is nothing wrong with writing a white character/from a white person's point of view when you yourself are white, but i just think that until everyone is more equally represented in the fandom and white stories aren't the only ones people bother to hype up and circulate, special care should be taken to ensure readers aren't blatantly white so poc don't feel like the fandom isn't unwelcoming of them.

i can go on and on, but i actually talked about this exact topic on a podcast i did a little while ago with my friends. feel free to check it out if you have time 💜 i also wanna point you to this wonderful post by @vyduan that lists wonderful poc writers in the fandom. please know you belong here just like everyone else and i see you!

[alteredphoenix]

The Talon Trick (StP Card Games AU)(Chapter 1)[WIP]

A/N: So a lot of people seemed to really like this idea I came up with for an StP fic that I'd like to do if the inspiration struck me (featuring the Princesses playing card games in the Long Quiet to pass the time while waiting for the Hero to show up - which shocked me, because I wasn't expecting such a positive reaction), and that provided just enough motivation to write something out. This first chapter is just about done, but as I have a bad habit of leaving a multi-chaptered fic to the wayside shortly after losing steam this isn't something I'm ready to post on AO3 - at least not right away. (And I do feel bad about that, but it's something I've struggled with for years and trying to overcome.)

I think stockpiling a few chapters and then uploading them is a better idea (and probably a much better course of action for me to do in the long run), so have this little snippet for the time being while I force my brain to sit still long enough to finish the chapter and give it some polish.

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The Princess slowly, heavily, drags herself up into a sitting position, strawberry blonde hair spilling over her shoulder in one big curtain. Her chest heaves, sucking in lost air. Absentmindedly, she reaches one hand up and feels for the tiara sitting neatly over her scalp. One pat, two pats, and she finds it.

Somehow, beyond all reason, it’s stayed on. She huffs quietly and tips it back upright from where it was all but hanging over the side of her head.

She spares a moment to stare at the floor, a grey several shades darker with hints of a color mixed between rain-washed stone and muddied brown – and shifting. She squints, frowning, and stares down harder, even blinking several times for good measure. But the scene doesn’t change; those are lines, cross-hatched and messy and sketchy, like the ones she recalled seeing on the basement floor and chipped into the walls, shift and shudder in every direction, both to her and away from her. Some of the patches even fade in and out of sight, reappearing further ahead into another patch of the floor that quickly assimilates into another network of jumping, dancing cross-hatching. A tentative brush of her left hand makes a rivulet of lining readjust and follow along the curve of her fingertips.

Brows knit, the Princess picks her head up and casts a slow, sweeping gaze around her. The area – the world – is grey tinted beige as far as the eye can see – and nothing else. They continue to shift and retract and connect down here as they did up in the air, one long, pervasive wall of cloud and fog without end. A sound like a breeze sighing through the leaves on the trees pricks teasingly at her ears. She turns her head one way and then the other, listening, straining; the sound travels with her, cloying and evasive.

Confusion wells in the pit of her stomach. “...Where am I?” she asks aloud.

“You are here, returned to me, where you belong.”

“Who--” she begins, turning back around, and jumps back, the gasp ripping right out of her.

A young woman stands, far away yet close and larger than life. She has the same blonde hair, the same pink dress that conforms to her slim, pale curves, the same silvery tiara upon her head. The same voice, the Princess notes belatedly, soft yet quietly monotone, and feels her mouth fall open. She swallows thickly, tears her mind away from the fact to gaze up and down at the woman’s body. All around her, from the top of her head to the sloping V of her navel, small hands attached to long, slender arms shifted and waved and flexed with a fluidity both stunted and natural, some grasping absently at the air. One hand drapes over her eyes. A pair of hands cover her breasts. Another pair wraps over her bony shoulders in a loose embrace, the same which a second pair cupped the pointed joints of her hips.

“What the….” the Princess begins, mouth and brain working. “Who are...What...are you…?”

“I am solitary lights in an empty city. Oceans reduced to shallow creeks. Trees without a forest. I am infinite.”

The Princess blinks. One slender eyebrow arches up. “…Huh?”

“I am you,” says the woman. “You are me. Pieces of a dream on the path to being whole. A fragile vessel.”

The Princess swallows again. “...I don’t understand.”

“You will, in time. But know that what I speak is the truth, and this truth will set us free.”

“Free,” the Princess echoes. “Free from, uh...what, exactly?”

“Here,” the woman says, and a dozen-dozen hands fan out behind her and gesture at the shifting, grey mass of clouds and sketch lines. “I have only just now wakened from these trappings of unconsciousness, but the answer remains all the same: there is no exit. The concept of an exit does not exist; not even the concept of time exists. It merely is. But I know there are worlds beyond the Long Quiet, worlds that can be reached, and there will come a time for when we will find them.”

“So,” the Princess begins, drawing the word out, tentative and venturing, “we’re stuck here. This, uh… This Long...Quiet.”

“We are.”

“But you just woke up.”

“I did.”

“Like, right now.”

“More or less.”

The Princess stares at her. Her other eyebrow rises. “...So how do you know there aren’t any exits if you just—“ She shakes her head. “You know what, never mind."

[neptuniadoesstuff]

Some Goobers from ASGD | #01 I think

(Warning: Contains lots & lots of scars...) (Plz click read more to see the image(s).)

FINALLY FINSIHED THIS!

Now there WAS gonna be around 6 characters but to make it easier on myself I basically made it 5 instead.

So imma tell you the names of the characters from the top left to the bottom right.

Christine "Stargazer" Locke/Agent Star (Top Left) (Weird Unhinged Human Fella)

Konner Mitchell/Captain Nova (Top Middle) (Gae Guy)

Carnilla Donna Ouvess (Top Right) (Salad /hj)

Alazeria Nowel/WildBeak the Huntress (aka ASGD!Alejandra) (Bottom Left) (Dravolshi Lady)

Kemor Ontos (aka ASGD!Konn Odor/Mandolor the Vengful) (Bottom Right) (Gae bug man who can't get a bf OR a husband (rip).)

& here they are by themselves:

The dravolshi & gae bug goobers are actually AUs of 2 OCs that belong to a certain frend of mine on here. (Idk if I'm ready to at them atm but you will know bcs they gave me 2 frikin asks about my story featuring some of their ocs like on this frikin day-)

(Btw the plant gal, dravolshi lady, & gae bug man are a part of a few species I made up for this dum ahh story of mine)

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Every Time You Close Your Eyes - Prologue

It's me, hi. I'm the problem, it's me. Another WIP, that will no doubt stay a WIP for a while... Given it has been 3 years since I first started writing it...! Anyway:

AU. All she wanted was to fit in. He knew it and now he uses it against her. Seth Rollins x OC x Roman Reigns. Also features Jon Moxley.

Would love to know your thoughts!

Rated MA

Warning: Language

Prologue

She could feel eyes on her, bated breath whilst her own caught in her throat. A hush had started to descend across the restaurant, glasses lowered, silverware gently clinking into silence. She could feel her cheeks flushing, her heart beating hard and fast as she watched him reach into his jacket pocket. Her tongue felt thick and heavy as she watched him pluck open the box and offer up a diamond that made her eyes bulge.

He coughed and for a moment, she almost believed that he was nervous. Those surrounding them would most definitely believe it. She could already see the scene that would ultimately unfold in a few moments time: complete strangers lining up to congratulate them, completely oblivious to the fixed smile that would adorn her face, a complete contrast to the winning, cocky one that would grace his.

“Luisa,” he started, reaching out to grasp her hand. “Will… Will you do me the honour of being my wife?”

From the next table, she heard a woman let out a soft coo.

She wanted to scream.

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Two years earlier

Luisa’s gaze slowly travelled around the large meeting room. To her right, the office day was already in full swing, and her new co-workers were already immersed in phone calls and emails. She’d overheard snippets of conversation as she was led from the reception area to where she now sat – words and phrases had drifted over her that no doubt would start to make sense as the next few days and weeks unfolded. It had been an onslaught on her senses, yet despite the spike in her nerves, she also felt a stab of excitement.

She remembered that she’d felt that same excitement when she emerged from the subway station barely twenty minutes ago. Although she’d entered the building several times over the last few months, she still felt dizzy every time she looked up at its towering height. The novelty had yet to wear off and she wasn’t sure it ever would, especially with the view currently to her left. The city rose before her, the endless myriad of avenues and streets only identifiable by the landmarks that she’d spent most her life only seeing from below or from afar. Now they were practically neighbours, all peering down on the ant-like cabs and people below.

A blast of noise from the office made Luisa’s eyes jump from the view to the doorway. 

“Take a seat,” she heard the receptionist say, a well-manicured hand holding the door open. “The head of internships will be along shortly.”

As the latest addition took a seat around the glass table in the centre of the room, Luisa took the opportunity to assess her fellow interns. There were five in total, all plucked from a larger pool of interview candidates and an even greater number of initial application forms. She knew how lucky she was to be here, even if it was despite all odds. It had been made clear to her early on that she wasn’t their typical candidate. She hadn’t relied on a parent’s own network of big business colleagues nor was she in possession of a family name or a member of this society or that. No, she was just Luisa, from the suburbs, from a single-parent family, who got a scholarship at an Ivy League and went on to apply and be accepted onto one of the top internship programmes in the state all on the merit of her own hard-work. Luisa’s back straightened in defiance as she looked around the room and wondered what connections and surnames surrounded her.

She’d already clocked the designer bag that belonged to the only other girl in the room and now as she took in the other three, she noticed the subtle pin on a tie denoting a prestigious fraternity along with the flash of a watch that just screamed one of a kind. But as her eyes flickered to the guy in the corner of the room, she felt her brow furrow slightly.

Whilst the others, Luisa included, sat straight, pen and paper neatly laid out before them and all waiting in anticipation for what was to come, the fifth member of the group could only be described as bored. He was slumped in his chair, notepad askew as he flipped his pen over and over in his hand. Whilst his clothing was as smart as the others, his posture had caused his jacket to crumple on one side and he kept tugging at his tie, loosening it slightly with every touch. As he scraped a hand over his head, Luisa noticed the small knot of hair at the nape of his neck.

His own gaze flickered from the view of the city and for a split second their eyes met. Luisa felt her cheeks flush as she looked away and out of the corner of her eye she saw him smirk. But she soon forgot about it as the door swung open again and a tall, rather foreboding woman entered the room and introduced herself as Carolyn, Deputy Human Resources Manager.

The induction lasted an hour during which each intern was assigned to a department. Luisa carefully noted down her own department, Public Relations, along with her direct report. Slightly distracted she only half-registered the way Carolyn paused for a second before reading out the final name.

“Seth?”

Luisa’s eyes flickered to the far corner and watched as Seth half-raised his head in acknowledgement as he twirled his pen casually between his fingers.

“Legal.”

Another half-nod.

As Luisa turned her attention back to the front of the room, she noticed that the others in the room were watching Seth with curiosity. One of them, earlier identified as Peter glanced across at the other girl, Jessica and raised an eyebrow. Jessica responded with a brief shrug of the shoulders and Luisa couldn’t help but look back at Seth to note his own reaction. But as she half-expected, his gaze was still stoically on the notepaper.

**

The first week passed in a blur, despite how mundane her daily tasks seemed to be. Luisa’s expectations of being an intern weren’t exactly high, but they certainly hit an all-time low within an hour. She found herself stuck on the end of a bank of desks and essentially assigned as a PA to one of the executives. She’d spent her days answering emails that seemed to just automatically forward to her and fielding telephone calls first on her boss’ behalf and then for every single executive in the department.

Her predicament was made even worse when she bumped into Jessica in the elevator on the third morning. She felt her cheeks ache as she nodded and smiled as Jessica gleefully informed her that she’d made a substantial acquisition in her first two days – a record first apparently. As they parted ways at the subway station, Jessica invited her along to drinks on Friday.

“Just a few, y’know, to celebrate.”

Luisa had agreed, crossing her fingers in her coat pocket. The last place she wanted to be was with the rest of the intern group, listening to them brag about their first-week achievements. All she wanted to do when Friday rolled around was head home, order takeout and crash face-first into her bed and not surface for a good twelve hours.

She figured that Friday would be the same as any other day of the week and given that she hadn’t been able to escape the office until well after seven or even eight o’clock, she doubted anyone would miss her at drinks. As it turned out, the department started to emptier a lot earlier than usual and for the first time, Luisa found herself clearing her inbox just after six. Glancing around the office, she groaned inwardly as she saw Jessica darting around the desks towards her.

“Luisa! C’mon!”

She didn’t even get the chance to refuse as Jessica grabbed her coat and bag for her and turned towards the elevator, leaving Luisa no choice but to chase after her.

“Jessica, I’ve got a train–“

“It’s just the one,” Jessica grinned with a roll of her eyes. “Work hard, play harder right?”

“Right. Just the one,” Luisa echoed. “So, who else is going to be there?”

Jessica shrugged. “Just us interns. Peter. Brad. Seth.”

Luisa raised an eyebrow at the last name. She hadn’t seen Seth since Monday and had presumed that his attitude had failed to get him past day one. Jessica, who had seemed to show great interest in him during induction hadn’t mentioned him until now. She felt embarrassed for being so presumptuous, especially considering that she had fought the odds to be here and overcome other people’s supposed presumptions about her.

As they rode the elevator down, Luisa watched as Jessica touched up her hair and makeup. Luisa knew that she had a tube of lipstick somewhere at the bottom of her bag, but upon seeing the branded gold tube that Jessica was using, she felt ashamed to pull out her own drugstore version. She wondered if she could escape to the bathroom before they left the building.

“Here.” Jessica was nudging her, holding out a hand. Luisa looked down and saw the shiny tube, the logo gleaming up at her.

“I’m okay, thanks.”

Jessica rolled her eyes. “Take it. Use it. Keep it.” Reaching out she grabbed Luisa’s hand and pressed the lipstick into it.

“Thanks...” Luisa murmured. She hesitated for a second and then pulled the tube apart. She stared at the colour for a second and then glanced up at Jessica who gave her an encouraging nod. Unsure of this sudden newfound friendship that involved gifting expensive lipsticks, Luisa leaned towards the mirrored wall of the elevator and slowly applied the bright red to her lips.

The elevator door pinged softly and Luisa just had enough time to run her hands through her hair before she felt herself being pulled along by Jessica. As they headed down the street, she saw the sign for the bar that she’d heard her boss mention earlier and a fresh wave of dread washed over her. She was about to protest but to her surprise, they headed straight past. Luisa was surprised – she’d Googled the bar and it seemed the type of place that Jessica would be right at home in. She scolded herself – once again she’d judged a book by its cover and been completely wrong.

“They chose this place,” Jessica told her as they took a left down an inconspicuous side street. “It’s really not my thing. But they promised to buy the first round so what can you do?”

Luisa smirked to herself – so maybe her initial assumptions of Jessica weren’t as far off the mark after all. Halfway down the street was a small luminous sign above a doorway and she followed Jessica down the stairs. What started off as soft murmurings grew in volume as they reached the bottom of the stairs. The small bar was heaving but Jessica seemed to have the innate ability to cut seamlessly through the throng with Luisa duly following. As they reached the other side of the bar, Luisa saw Peter and Brad in a corner booth.

“Seth’s at the bar,” Brad told them as they took a seat. “And yes,” he said to Jessica as she opened her mouth, “I told him your order.”

“Good.”

“Didn’t know what you wanted though,” Brad’s gaze turned on Luisa. “Seth said he’d take his best guess.”

Luisa gave him a small smile in return before glancing towards the bar. Next to her, Jessica had already started to talk shop, announcing yet another acquisition that she’d been pivotal in. Peter and Brad had both been assigned to the commercial arm of the company and were quick to tell Jessica of their own successes of the day. Luisa could only pray that their one-upmanship would continue long enough to forget her presence.

Still staring towards the bar, she felt her eyes grow heavy, her vision softening as she let the sounds of the chat and general bar noise drift over her. There was a soft cough and she blinked, almost disorientated.

Seth stared down at her, the smirk that she’d seen on Monday once again playing on his lips. In one hand he held a glass of white wine whilst the other held four bottles of beers nestled precariously between his fingers.

“Finally!” Jessica called out, reaching over Luisa to take the wine.

“I took a guess,” Seth said as he lowered one of the beers in front of Luisa.

“Thanks,” she reached forward and clutched the beer, surprised at how hot her hands suddenly felt against the ice-cold glass.

“You’re welcome.” His eyes remained on her as he took a seat opposite.

Luisa squirmed in her seat, her own gaze lowering to the table. She pulled the beer towards her and raised it to her lips. As she took a swig, she heard Peter’s question.

“So Seth, how’s it going down in Legal?”

Luisa rolled her eyes, waiting for Seth to launch into his own first-week accomplishments.

“It’s everything Law School told me it would be. Dull, uninspiring and a waste of time.”

Silence filled the booth and Luisa watched in fascination as Jessica, Peter and Brad stared at Seth. She chanced a look at his face and saw a more genuine smile starting to form. He caught her eye and winked and Luisa felt an overwhelming urge to laugh. Although the noise that escaped her was more of a snort.

Seth chuckled, leaning back as he took a swig of his drink. “At least someone appreciates my honesty.” He glanced around the table. “Oh c’mon, like any of you actually made a sale or had any more to do with an acquisition than filing paperwork and arranging the call for your managers.”

Luisa felt her mouth moving before she could stop it. “I mean if that’s how this works, then today I put together the press release for a new client and then arranged the launch party for a new product.”

Seth let out a bark of laughter. “Good one.” He glanced over at the other three. “I mean, feel free to keep the pretence up if it makes you feel better...”

Luisa could sense that Jessica was shooting daggers in their direction, but the thought of Jessica, who had just handed her a designer lipstick just because she could, spending her the last five days in the same lowly position as her was just too good.

She raised her beer, staring across the table at her newfound ally in this world. “To the dull and uninspiring.”

Seth grinned as he leaned across to tap his bottle against hers. “To a complete fucking waste of time.”

**

Two years later

She felt numb as he pushed the ring onto her finger. A smattering of applause broke out around them as he rose to his feet, pulling her up with him. She knew her part already, the blushing bride to be, showing the ring off to anyone who asked before beaming up at her betrothed. She felt his beard brush against her forehead, the scent of his cologne thick and close as he held her against him.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the maître d' gently manoeuvring his way through the tables towards them.

“Mr Rollins. Miss Haynes, let me be the first to offer my sincere congratulations,” he beamed at them. “We are truly honoured that you chose his wonderful setting for the occasion.”

“Well thank you for providing the perfect setting,” Seth replied. “I couldn’t think of a better way to ask the love of my life the ultimate question.”

Luisa felt a tap on her arm and she turned to see a middle-aged woman beaming up at her. “What a lucky girl you are,” the woman told her with a kind, yet oblivious smile. “I can tell you love each other very much.”

“Yes,” Luisa heard herself say. “We do.”

Once upon a time, she thought, that statement was true.

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Masked Gods - Oc's concept page from my fan comic @zelda-the-sacred-realm

Here is the official concept page of my Ocs! As I showed in the last comic pages, they are the evil gods I made for my fan comic.

I can't leave you too much information about them because I prefer that you discover their powers and their intentions as the story progresses, but know that they are called the gods of chaos or the faceless gods, and those who in my Au took Twilight's life...

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