#Oc: feral anti

[gaylight-prairie]

Very old oc's

They're both technically the same person but can split off from one another sometimes

[jackrabbitcollective]

Hi, we're the Jackrabbit Collective. You can just call us "Jackrabbit"/"Jack" if you don't know who's fronting :)

Here's an introduction to some of our idiots:

Corey❤️‍🩹(he/it/thy/bun/mew): Corey (aka Corr) is the main host, and has a bunch of shards attached to him. Sometimes he also fuses in and out of these shards too. He's really weird and a magenta rabbit.

Corey's main shards are "Yellow✨️/✝️", "Red🩸", "blue💙" (no strict pronouns for shards, but they prefer it/its and thy/thyself)

Shiro🧊(he/it): Fictive of Shirogane from DSP. Kinda wimpy.

Ciel🥀(he/it): Fictive of Ciel Phantomhive from Black Butler. Very good at dealing with conflict (at least somewhat....)

Violet(she/he/it)💜: Transgirl foxgirl genderfuck thing. Can you tell she likes purple?

Vessel(it/thy/he): Vessel is Vessel. Vessel likes to speak in third person and pretend it's not there, it's also a group of Littles where you can't tell which is what. He's a little shit sometimes, sometimes sweet, sometimes just a baby.

Cw: This page may have references to drug abuse, blood, or whatever harmful gunk were talking about.

We are deliberately deciding not to have an actual stance on proship/propara things beyond "having sex with animals/kids is wrong", "abuse is wrong", "anti contact" etc. I'll still use tags for reach purposes, but don't force me into your discourse. Fuck off Pro Contacts.

[imakequestionablelifedecisions]

The things I would let this man do to me

[nightdragon07]

Watercolor painting 14/07/2024

Art and characters (C) Carol (NightDragon07)

[handinlovablehand]

i made a new dragonsona <3

[sp00nful0fsuga]

Clangen has been a really good way to destress and so is sketching some cool stuff from it!!!

[chaoticspacefam]

There’s quite a few points in the Consular story where it’s honestly really hard for me to determine what Aria would do, and sometimes the answer is a WEIRD one. This bit on Taris is one of ‘em.

So, you’re offered a choice between saving this woman, Laria (Light-side) and saving the Jedi holocrons with a bunch of medical data that could save “thousands” of lives - supposedly (Dark-side). I always thought Aria would be the “pick to save the holocrons” gal but strangely enough after agonising on the decision for a few minutes....I ended up concluding she’d save Laria. NOT out of the goodness of her heart though (sorry Laria, I like you pfft🤣) but rather because, well...on one hand, Darth Noctis (her father) would certainly have interest/be invested in getting his hands on those holocrons full of information he might be able to eventually use to his advantage. But on the other...letting the holocrons explode means the Jedi don’t have access to them either. Considering Aria’s whole schtick is “sabotage the Jedi from the inside out so that by the time we hit Tython at the end it’s almost a clean sweep” I feel like objectively it makes sense for her to “choose” Laria over the holocrons in this instance.

It’ll be really interesting from my perspective to see where else in this story she ends up choosing the “Light-sided” dialogue options except in Subterfugeverse canon it will be entirely for fucked up and selfish reasons so, you know, objectively it is NOT a light-side choice at all for that reason. 🤣😛

[ghostatrandom]

I think mary sues and anti sues should be in a romcom and then kiss

Do I have a name for this fellas? Absolutely not

[ask-the-royal-absol]

(I wake up to find there’s a lot of anti OCs and I love it! That’s gonna be a lot to draw lol

Thank you everyone who’s had a go at it so far, they all look great! And the alternate personalities too! Some of them have just cracked me up! Thank you everyone! )

[pigeononapancake]

Working on my Aasimar OC from a dnd campaign. Her name is Ashira and she’s a chaotic feral menace (I can’t draw faces for the life of me)

[thetobiasfinchgallery]

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main dni: right-wing/centrist/bigots/exclusionists, pro-p4raphilia/feral n$fw, pr0shipp3rs, anti-palestine, anti-agere/if youre nsfw agere (im not agere but im in huge support of it! and age regressors often consume my content) etc.

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[isabella-kr]

Just read your reassurance fic and fuckin loved it. Absolutely feral for price rn. Not sure if you're still open for requests, but i am a strong believer that price gives the best hugs, holds you to his chest for comfort, problemsolving kinda hugs, but maybe something happened and now its oc/reader's time to return the favour.

This is the first time I've ever made a request so hope I did it right lol. basically I'm starving for fluff. maybe a bit of hurt/comfort.

Thank you so much for requesting!! I'm so glad you liked it!! I agree, he definitely gives incredible hugs and I would kill to experience them at least once. I hope you don't mind, but I made this an F!reader because you didn't specify and it's what I find easiest; however, if you'd like me to change this to gender neutral, let me know and I will edit this :))

Out of Your Control

Do not repost

Synopsis: After a mission gone awry, Price can't help but blame himself for everything that had gone wrong. Hugs won't solve the problem, but they will definitely help ease his nerves.

Pairing: John Price x Female!Reader (Hints of an established relationship)

Genre: Angst & Fluff / Hurt & Comfort

Warnings: Swearing, self-blame, Price cries, reader cries, use of ‘sweetheart’ and ‘love’ 

Word Count: 2k

General Masterlist COD:MWII Masterlist

GIF not mine

The mission was a disaster.

Everything that could have gone wrong, went wrong. It was as though the enemy was expecting them, and decided to make his defence ten times stronger, quicker, and more ruthless. It was clear that the mission was doomed for failure from the start, but they prevailed nonetheless; eager to complete their task.

The place was swarming with soldiers who were armed with weapons from head to toe. So were they, but no matter how armed their Squad seemed to be, the enemy soldiers had twice as many guns, and twice as many blades. They were like flies on a hot summer’s day, doubling at speeds that didn’t seem humanly possible, and before long, they were surrounded from every corner.  

Their hushed voices rang out through the comms as they considered their next course of action. Yet as Price was about to tell them to retreat - to evacuate because there was no way they would come out if this mission alive – it was already too late. Loud sirens rang out in their ears, and the rapid sounds of stomping boots made the hairs at the back of all their necks stand up. It went south too quickly for them to even attempt to deescalate the situation.  

Bullets rained down like hail, and it didn’t take a genius to know they would not be getting out of this scot-free, and none of them did. Some of their injuries were worse than others, but they all looked equally beat up, as though they were on the brink of death.  

It was barely an hour later that they were sat in the medical bay, with nurses and doctors running around them like headless chickens. Their frantic movements and hushed whispers made her head feel like a balloon ready to be popped, and she could only assume the others felt the same from the way their faces scrunched up with discomfort.  

Price was nowhere to be seen, having ran out the moment the nurses told him he was free to go. The Captain’s injuries weren’t as severe as the others, and that only seemed to worsen the guilt he was already feeling.  

It was Soap who looked the worst out of all of them, like Death himself was about to knock on his door and take him away. Yet somehow, with half of his face turned purple, and his left eye swollen shut, he still managed to send her a sweet smile the moment their eyes locked together.  

She sent him a sympathetic glance in return, hissing and flinching when a bullet was suddenly extracted from the flesh of her thigh. She almost glared at the doctor who pulled the metal out of her, but stopped herself when an anti-septic was wiped over the open wound, and another wave of pain made an anguished groan leave her throat. She could only sigh and wait for this to be over; to finally leave and get some time for herself.  

“Take this,” a nurse spoke with a sweet smile, giving her three small pills and a cup of water. Once she downed the medicine and emptied the small, plastic cup, the nurse nodded, “Good. Now, you get some rest, alright? You need it.”  

“Thank you,” she nodded, plopping down from her bed to leave the stuffy room. She winced with every limped step she took, but decided she would rather suffer than spend the night in the medical room because of a non-fatal injury.  

She wasted no time before making her way over to her room, welcoming the familiar smell with a smile on her face. The material that was soaked with her sweat and blood was pulled off her tired body, and soon replaced with something more comfortable. The new clothes were soft to the touch and didn’t stick to her bruised skin, making her sigh out in relief. She decided to wear something that would cover her up entirely, not out of modesty, but to hide the injuries from the captain’s guilt-filled eyes.  

After leaving her room and making another stop to brew two cups of tea, she began making her way down a long corridor. It didn’t take her too long to arrive at Price’s office, though the wound in her thigh definitely slowed her down somewhat. His door seemed to be locked shut, for when she pressed her elbow against the handle, it didn’t budge.  

With a small sigh, she knocked on the door with the rip of her boot, and waited for the door to be opened. Yet no sound came from inside the room; no gruff voice telling her to piss off; no sound of papers rustling, and no heavy footsteps making their way across the room.  

She exhaled sharply, eyes closing as she kicked the door harder than before. Some of the tea trickled down from the mugs, the steaming hot liquid burning the skin of her finger. She ignored the burning sensation, instead focusing on the man who she knew was on the opposite side of the door.  

“Sir, I need to speak with you,” she spoke out loud, hoping the sound of urgency in her voice would get him to open up. But alas, the silence continued. “Captain-” she looked around her, making sure there was no-one there to hear her next words, “John… please let me in.”  

That seemed to get him moving, as only a few seconds passed before the door was pulled open. She walked in without waiting for permission, and placed the two hot mugs on his desk. Her eyes were quick to notice the scattered papers on his desk, his handwriting turning frantic on some of them.  

Her eyes soon settled on the bearded man who walked around the desk and sat down in his chair. He had a blank look in his eyes, and she slowly sat down on the chair on the other side of the desk. She moved one of the mugs closer towards him, but he made no attempt to reach for it. His eyes didn’t even glance down to look at it.  

“John,” she spoke slowly. Softly.

He didn’t look at her, and she swore his eyes were avoiding eye contact at all costs. There was a dark bruise forming on the apple of his left cheek, the skin turning a dark purple, mixed with a sickly yellow. A deep gash also decorated his clavicle, the skin red a raw, yet the wound was not deep enough to require stitches.  

She could feel her heart break into a million pieces at the sight of his hopeless state. “John,” she whispered once again, “…sweetheart.”  

This time, his eyes moved to look into hers. They were glazed over, and she could tell he was close to cracking, the guilt eating him up alive.  

“This wasn’t your fault, John,” she told him with a shake of her head.

He let out a humourless laugh. The type of laugh that told her just how deep in despair he was. “Yeah, it was. I should’ve known better.”  

“John, no.” She disagreed, “You couldn’t have predicted this.”  

“No, but I should’ve been ready for it,” he argued, “I should’ve been prepared for things to go wrong.”  

“And you were,” she spoke softly, “But we were all taken by surprise. None of us could have known this was going to happen. No matter how prepared we could have been. No matter what you think you could’ve done, we were simply too outnumbered.”  

With a tilt of his head, he exhaled sharply, “This was supposed to be an easy mission. In and out.”  

She nodded in understanding, “And it would’ve been if the information you were given was correct,” she pointed out. “This one was out of your hands, John.”

He shook his head in disagreement, hie eyes trained on the ceiling as if it was the most interesting thing in the room. With a small wince, she pushed herself off the chair and walked over towards him. Her fingers curled around his jaw and she moved him so that his eyes were locked with hers.  

“John, what matters is that we’re all alive.” She told him, “You’re fine. The boys are fine. I’m fine. We’re all okay.”  

With a blank stare, his hand moved to her thigh and applied some pressure in the exact spot where the bullet had penetrated her skin. He didn’t do it hard, in fact, he barely touched the area. Yet despite all that, she felt like a thousand needles were stabbed into her sore skin at once.  

She choked at the pain that travelled through her body, and her hand instinctively pulled his away. He stared at her with a look that told her he did not believe a word she just told him. How could he when the soft, and otherwise welcome gesture caused her so much pain.  

“You don’t sound fine to me, love.”  

“John.” She scolded, “This isn’t something that’s never happened to me before. I’ve lost count of how many times I got shot, and I’m sure you have too.”  

He didn’t respond to the accusation, his eyes only closing in shame. With a small, yet deep sigh, she managed to pull him towards her. The non-bruised side of his face was pressed against her chest, and her arms wrapped securely around him. The palm of her left hand cradled the back of his head, whilst the other moved to rub comforting circles on his shoulders.  

“I know you won’t believe me,” she whispered, “But none of us blame you. Not Ghost, not Soap, not Gaz, and most definitely not me”  

Upon hearing her words, he wrapped his arms around her torso and pulled her even closer to him than she was before. A small whimper left his lips, and he moved his face so that his nose was pressing against her. She moved down, carefully not to startle him, and kissed the crown of his head. She kept her face there, only tightening her hold around him when his body began to shake; the dam which he had built breaking into pieces as he allowed his emotions to flow freely.  

His tears soaked through her shirt, and the situation made her own eyes well with tears. She didn’t care when they began to roll down her cheeks, or when his fingers clenched around the material of her shirt and pulled on it. She only cared that he finally let himself feel, without shoving his emotions away until they became unbearable.  

“We would never blame you for this. Sometimes things are out of our control, okay?” She hummed against him, “There’s no point in beating ourselves up over it. It’s in the past. We can’t change it, so let it go. Please, just let it go.”  

A sob wrecked through his body, and his fingers let go of her shirt to dig into her skin. He managed to nod against her, and she felt as though a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She knew the guilt had not fully left him, and that they still had a long way to go, but this was progress. She was just glad he was willing to try and move past it, and no matter how long it would take him, she would remain by his side the entire time.  

She would wrap her arms around him and hold him close as he let the tears flow freely, just as he had done for her so many times before. She would hold him for as long as he needed her to, even if her arms began to ache, she would keep her arms wrapped securely around him.  

“Just please…” she sniffled, “Don’t beat yourself up over this. We’re all going to be fine. Nothing a little rest and some medicine can’t fix.”  

“And some stitches.”

“Yeah,” she let out a small laugh as her lips pressed against his hair once more, “And some stitches.”  

[artistdove]

For any curious on my aus, here's some basic lore.

Between the Screen Au

Basic info: Rewrite of the Epic Mickey games with darker themes and slight cast changes. I.e. Fanny is temporary leader while Oz guards Mickey Junk Mt, loads of really old designs for most of the toons, etc.

Summary: Mickey sneaks into a closed off studio room within Yen Sid's lair. Intrigued by the mystical looking paint brush, he begins to paint himself only for it to distort and attack him. With a sponge and thinner, he tries to wipe away his creation. He leaves the room believing he erased the creature. He was wrong as little did he know that his action lead to the downfall of an entire world. Years past and Mickey raises to fame. One night he is swept away into a place toons of ages past dwell. Can he fix his mistakes and mend a relationship that could have been? Who knows.

Epic Mickey : Tale of 2 Brothers

Basic Info: Another au that rewrites Epic Mickey, but brings back the old concepts and story where Ozzy is an anti-hero and Mickey can go feral.

Summary: Oswald is the humble king of Wasteland that works hard to give everything he's got to forgotten toons. However, his obsession for admiration and justice lead him to take drastic measures. An alliance between the Mad Doctor and an inky beast called the Blot leads them to seek revenge on the toon responsible for their circumstances. Mickey is dragged into Wasteland and adventures the land in hopes of returning back home. Both brothers will have to make the right decisions for this story to end well.

Rising Star

Basic Info: Somewhat parody of Walt's rise to fame. Toons and humans co-exist. Various old toons appear like Felix, Gerdy, Flip, etc. Look is like Roger rabbit. Follows from like the 1920s to modern day.

Summary: Michael and Oswald love their little rural life, but yearned for bigger dreams. Oswald eventually builds enough income to head out to California to make it big. He gets noticed for his talent and charm by a director and becomes a star. A year passes and Michael later joins in his brother's footstep to be a star. Both learn that making it big isn't all glitz and glam.

Toons & Dungeons

Basic Info: D&D inspired universe. Mainly focuses on the Disney Brothers, but other toons will appear. Story is very rough as this is an old au that changed from an RPG based idea to D&D, which I have little knowledge off.

Summary: Orphans Mick and Ozzy were inseparable as they roamed the streets of Fantasia. A run in with the Blox lead the two to be separated. Oswald was cursed to never be remembered by his loved ones after escaping from the Blox. He takes refuge with people called Gremlins who raise him as one of their own. The only thing he wants is to lift this curse and re-unite with his brother. Mickey is a traveling bard on a quest to find something he's lost. The only clue he's got is someone important to him, a brother? A friend? If only he could remember what his name was or what he looked like.

Ink & Mirrors

Basic Info: An old Bendy and the Ink machine au that's been slightly revamped. Main cast is Epic Mickey, Bendy cast, Cuphead cast, and Felix cast alongside cameos of other toons or ocs. Most lore is based on the first game with little humans in it, basically really early days of Bendy theories. It has a parallel story, but it is mostly the same in how it would go.

Summary: Bendy has been trapped in this crummy studio for years and envies the toons that are more beloved them him. He already dealt with his damn creator, so why not have some good cartoon fun? Toons have been going missing and mysterious letters appear to some that ask them to visit an old studio. Some visit or stumble into it after encounter strange black ink. Little do these toons know that this place was never suppose to be found.

Toon High

Basic Info: An old High school au. Walt High, Universal High, and Warner High. Not much else to go on, it's just school. Various toons can appear, but again this focuses on Disney mainly. Story is never gonna be concrete and barely used. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Summary: Mickey and Oswald have had a rocky relationship ever Mickey came into the family. One was joyous to have an older brother while the other was indifferent. Oswald is transferred to Walt High after Universal High doesn't work out. Mickey is happy be going to high school with his big brother, but his brother would rather be anywhere else. Maybe the two can finally work out their differences.

Magic Island

Basic Info: Animal crossing

Summary: Elias finds out that a new island get-away is being opened by Tom Nook. Him and his brother Clover travel to the island for a change of view and potential new home. New friends and a hard-working leader are what welcomes the brothers to their new home.

Local Toons

Basic Info: Everyone's a kid. Minor angst as this is more like slice of life. Style is black and white.

Summary: The Disney brothers love their rural life and love to help around the town. Various shenanigans ensue and new friends come and go.

P.D. Toons (Public Domain Toons)

Basic Info: Public domain toons that I made my own. Their origins are still there but nothing like the originals. Every toon has a new name. I.e. Willy = Mickey, Oliver = Oswald, etc. These are just for fun so not much lore.

Summary: Slice of life like stories or illustrations. Nothing big.

[mathlann]

OC Smash or Pass

Tagged by @bladesmitten, thank you!!!

No pressure tagging @poetikat, @arendaes, @undyingembers, @moosifers, @molochka-koshka, @lordcaptains, @captastra, and anyone else who wants to do it!

Anti Propaganda Under the Cut

Name: Casimira von Valancius (Iocanthos af Calixis, if you want to be formal about it)

Gender: Woman

Sexuality: Bisexual (menace)

Semi-feral backwater goblin in a nice outfit and shiny face plates.

Practicing Xenoheretic with no chance of rehabilitation. Lets them live on her planets and everything.

Have you tortured anyone? Her or anyone else? Do you hold a social position that makes you her natural adversary? Have you alluded to participating in criminal activities of an unsavory, xenoheretical, and/or violent nature? Congrats, she is already in love with you. You will have a spring wedding, don't be late.

Has the world's most minor case of "Chaos goblin for me, control freak for thee." This trait has had absolutely no bearing on her current or former romantic relationships, she swears.

Genuinely believes being one of the better Rogue Traders around means she can have a little Feasting in the Lower Decks, as a treat. And she's right.

[x-katlovesrats-y]

Welcome back to my insane oc ramblings!! Pleased to have you!

>:]c now let us continue with the finished design and lore!! See you on the other side o7

So!! Starting off with! My initial and final designs for his fairy counterpart!

I wanted her to have a sweet, softer look since my anti fairy looks like he'd eat out of a garbage can if given the chance to!

(The style dillema remains, I know, bare with me my friend I will find one i like for these!!)

My final thoughts were that she could be a candy themed fairy, with her speciality in wishes being baked goods and sweet treats! Just very positive and upbeat <3

I haven't given her much thought aside from that, since I want to focus on the blue goober instead though! Which speaking off, this is what I imagine he would've looked like before his whole identity crisis ordeal!

And after!! (And yes he did "illegally" transition, ✨️trans-ifies your anti fairy✨️)

He's a mess, trying to feel comfortable with himself and build his own identity while also struggling to avoid being the "opposite" of his fairy counterpart because that was his whole issue in the first place! (he's failing miserably)

Fun note: the glasses are plastic and from one of those cheap trinket stores (yk the ones) he stole them when he ran to the human world and is very emotionally attached to them because he feels like they're part of his /own/ identity uou

He's mildly feral and awful with social skills because his counterpart is very put together and a social butterfly (think spamton G spamton but less insane)

He will HAPPILY grant any wish despite the rules because he just wants a human he can stick with, but he does have morals and will leave if he feels the human isn't a good match

He's also very attached to animals with undeserved bad reputations, like rats and pigeons, because they bring him a little comfort

Again, he's a little freak (he's taking such a good nap in that second doodle)

Anyways!! Thanks for reading through this!! Here's an Irep doodle as a token of my appreciation!

More insane ramblings coming soon! <]

(Evil minecraft Steve)

[funkylilworm]

Anti Fairies OCs 👑😈

Also I accidentally forgot to give them bat wings, so don't pay that any mind

▪︎Anti-Symphony

Name:

Ynohpmys

Full name:

Ynohpmys Erifrats Elkinwt

Gender:

Female

Pronouns:

She /Her

Sexuality:

Bi (Leans more towards women)

Age:

35 yrs old

Voice claim:

Cree Summers (I'm thinking more of 0:16)

Race :

Black

Height:

Average in Fairy standards

Species :

Anti fairies

Partner/s:

▪︎Eiwoh

▪︎Retbsew

Loves:

Explosions, being evil, pain, misery, suffering, crazy stunts, parachuting, paragliding, all sports, scuba diving, roller-coasters, thrill-seeking, pranks, web surfing, making videos, and vlogging

Hates:

Symphony, people being happy, staying still for too long, long silences, herself, being told what to do, boredom, and eggs

Personality :

▪︎Negative- Charming, evil, Impulsive, insecure, dimwitted (but not as much as Eiwoh do to being manipulative), competitive, impatient, blunt, clumsy, unpredictable, and cunning

▪︎Nuetral-

Laid back, thrill-seeking ,pain driven, chaotic, and energetic

Hobbies:

Putting people in danger, causing misery, crazy stunts, parachuting, paragliding, all sports, scuba diving, roller-coasters, thrill-seeking, pranks, web surfing, making videos, and vlogging

▪︎Anti-Howie

Full name:

Eiwoh

Full Name:

Eiwoh Yar Elkinwt

Nickname:

[can't think of one]

Gender:

Male

Pronouns:

He/Him

Sexuality:

Pansexual

Age:

34 yrs old

Voice claim:

K'noy Keraxis from Starkid's "Nerdy Prudes must die " & "Welcome to Hatchetfeild" (skip to 0:38 ,I couldn't find any speaking part videos with K'noy)

Race:

Black

Height:

Tall in fairy standards

Species:

Anti fairies

Loves:

Physical pain, singing, jazz ,singing jazz, power , being in control, eating children, being evil, causing misery, food , playing music ,pain, suffering, misery, and biting

Hates:

Waiting , staying couped up, anything that's cute (dogs are the only exception ), and slow moving vehicles

Personality:

▪︎Negative-

Cannibalistic, idiotic, dumb, gluttonous, unpredictable, chaotic, feral ,wild ,lose canon, rude, evil , wreckless, power hungry ,and short tempered

▪︎Nuetral-

Always drooling when hungry, deranged, appears to be always randomly giggling cackling laughing and twitching ,crazy , and impatient

Hobbies:

Eating, singing, listening to music, scaring people, rollerskating, and boogying

▪︎Anti -Webster

Name:

Retsbew

Full Name:

Retbsew Otto Elkinwt

Nickname:

Bewie

Gender :

Nonbinary

Pronouns:

They/Them/Their

Sexuality:

Omnisexual

Age:

33 yrs old

Partner/s:

▪︎Ynohpmys [Wife]

▪︎Eiwoh [Husband]

Voice Claim:

Bullfrog from Captain laser hawk: A blood remix

Accent:

French

Height :

Short in fairy standards

Species:

Anti fairies

Loves:

Being evil, misery, pain, dramatic entrances and exits, dark magic, hexes , spells & potions, the arts ,musicals ,plays , broadway , telenovelas , drama shows , fashion design ,romance shows , and drag shows

Hates:

Being second to anything, having their plans fail , nosey people, people that try to be heroes , know it alls , failure, dumbasses, loud chewing, dogs, cold wheather,and the beach

Personality:

▪︎Negative-

Manipulative, deceptive, perfectionist, overthinker, evil (more evil than their spouses), confrontational, untrusting, and stubborn

▪︎Nuetral-

Intelligent, tough, dramatic, theatrical, charming, and rude

Hobbies:

Instead of wishes they make deals through handshakes and/or contracts (I mean as an anti fairy they still us their magic, typically during Friday the 13th, to cause pain and misery to anyone who commits superstitious acts ,the deals thing is moreso a hobbie), acting , fashion design, sewing, knitting, and play writing

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Facts:

☆Retsbew is like the lead in their relationship with Ynohpmys and Eiwoh

☆Sense the Ogs relationship is extremely wholesome and healthy, Symphony Webster and Howie's anti-counterparts's married relationship is extremely rocky and unhealthy ,but they'll get a redemption arc but only to redeem their relationship

☆Retbsew dream is to rule Supreme, to rule the entire universe under their boot ,with their partners in tow ,by their side

☆Retbsew has a hate list, basically a list of enemies

☆Retbsew has added Adnaw Omsoc Irep and Dev to his hate list after he found out Irep has stolen his idea

☆The Elkinwts (Retsbew Eiwoh and Ynohpmys is married with Retsbew's last name) enemies with the Twinkles (Symphony Howie and Webster are married with Webster's last name)

☆There's a running gag going on where any time the Elkinwts plot against and/or antagonizes the Twinkles and Brock it always ends terribly for the Elkinwts