#alien stage oc: lys

[verdantlights]

Smoldering Flames atop the Highest Mountains

hey chat its ya boy. sorry. anyways my last 2 ocs for alnst 41, Lys and Everest! They are..... romantically intertwined but it's complicated.

Lys is a non participant (my first non participant wowie)

Everest is participating.

TW for a very brief and vague mention of SA by the segyein towards Everest.

Lys

She/Her, AFAB

Human

5'9" and 134 lbs in American

Owner is Abnoma

Brand is across the back of her neck/nape

Trivia!

She considers Ichor to be her brother since they're under the same owner, and vice versa for Ichor (he sees her as his sister). They're sworn, so to speak.

She's calm, but passionate, ferocious, and brave. She's been told that her eyes look like there are flames trapped inside. She likes these comments and it makes her more passionate.

Lys has a beautiful, powerful, soul filled voice. She loves putting everything into her song. She makes sure that everyone can hear her and that they can feel her emotions.

She loves her hair and takes care of it very well, she does it the same every day. Lys finds the 'space buns' funny, considering her circumstances.

Lys knows what's going to happen to her, and she's not happy about it. She tries to find humor in it, but it just seems to piss her off more often than not.

Her name is taken from a fleur-de-lys! Her character in general is inspired by Louisiana and Cajun culture, which is why her name can be pronounced both "leese" and "lee." She just doesn't like it when people assume her name is Alyssa and/or pronounce her name "liss."

She really likes spicy food and just food in general, but she scrunches her nose and turns down anything that's bland.

She likes art! She draws occasionally, and it's usually scenery that she draws. Sometimes she'll draw people (couGH everest), but those stay hidden where no one will see them.

She has a crush on Everest, but you couldn't waterboard that information out of her.

She stays on good terms with the admin so that she's not collared and punished, but she doesn't like behaving. She doesn't like the staff and/or any segyein. Her owner is an acception, but they're on thin ice.

Fluent in sign language for Ichor!

Everest

She/He, Intersex

Tube Baby

5'4" and 120lbs in American

Owner is Venlyx (ven-lix)

Brand is on her abdomen

Trivia!

Everest identifies as nonbinary-intersex and considers herself as sapphic. She's usually gendered femininely, but also enjoys presenting masculine. (60% fem/40% masc)

She is albino. I know I have Seraph, but considering his... story... this is a bit different.

The only altercations made to her gene pool is that her eyesight is normal (20/20 vision, no sensitivity, and no lazy eye) and her skin is not as sensitive as it usually is for albino people.

His owner is very wealthy and very famous. Everest won the 36th Alien Stage, causing him and his owner to rise to (even more) fame. Everyone loved his performances and he continued to perform for the segyein after winning. His owner took him out of ANAKT after winning, choosing to fund his career as a performer.

Her fame died down after a few seasons passed, so Venlyx admitted him back into ANAKT for season 41.

She doesn't quite mind her situation. While yes, she doesn't quite like battling for her life, she knows she has to. She will do whatever it takes to seek validation and to win.

Took a liking to Lys when she got back to ANAKT. She lets Lys braid her hair and talk to her about music and art.

People think he's a bit strange. He hides his emotions behind a calm smile, but under everything, he is desperate for an escape. He locks that part away, because there is no escape. The people around him can almost feel that turmoil within him, thus deciding to stray away from him, despite how enchanting he might be.

Considered to have very good genes and exceeds beauty standards. The segyein love him, and during his time after winning, he was bought out by other segyein for events and parties. He has been used for the pleasure of the segyein due to his unique genitalia being desirable. (he has both, if youre wondering) He also locks those thoughts and memories away. He doesn't like the way his skin crawls when thinking about it.

She loves anything cold. She has no aversion to heat or warmth, but she just likes feeling cold and eating/drinking cold things.

Is never seen with her collar because she never misbehaves. The staff actually love her, too. A few of them are familiar with her from s36, so she's on good terms at ANAKT.

Sometimes, she is taken out of ANAKT briefly for a photoshoot, but is back before the day ends.

That's all i think. here are their inspo sheets :D

For Lys:

Raiden Shogun Ei, Raiden Bosenmori Mei, and Raiden Mei. (AKA All three Raiden Expys from the hoyoverse games.)

Talkin' Bout Bri - MegaGoneFree (her appearance itself was an inspiration too hehe)

LABOUR - Paris Paloma

Princess Tiana (represenative of the louisiana culture,,, and shes just my favorite disney princess i love her so much)

Mina Ashiro from Kaiju No.8

Me <3

For Everest:

Princess Yue/Moon spirit from ATLA

Shinobu Kocho from Demon Slayer/KNY (representing the internal turmoil thats hidden very well)

Luka from ALNST

Luna Lovegood (look guys- she was my favorite)

My Clematis - STUDIO LICO

Me <3

i dont have their playlists yet, but i will be posting everyones voice claims for both speaking and singing,,,, hopefully later tonight? (its 6.14 pm as i type this so idk)

anyways, my fire and ice parallel ocs <3 they are lesibanas and i love them. lys isnt too freaky, but everest can get pretty freaky...

taglist! no pressure :3 @rockwgooglyeyes @tsukacchako @aakaneeee @bluemoonscape @starry-skiez @yunoftheclouds @pwippy @junebluues @alien-til-i-stage @waterydream

edit: sorry if youre only jsut now getting tagged/the notification,,, the tags fucked up and i only just notced 😭😭

[verdantlights]

Toki - Kitsune

Clove - ...Tanuki(?)

Horizon - Tengu

Seraph - Obake

Ichor - Nekomata

Lys - Oni

Everest - Kappa

2:01

Yokai watch Alnst OCS..... What yokais would they have/what would follow them

@pinkcocopuff-aqualoid 👁️

[fiight-or-fliight]

Introduction Post

─ ❝ I'm telling you ❞ ─

so, I've finally worked up the effort to make an intro post, after four-ish years of being on here TvT

─ ❝ This life is amazing when you greet it with opens arms! ❞ ─

anyway, I'm Sky (also go by Atlas), and welcome to my main blog! (I also have a Link Click Xia Fei RP blog now - @svnxfelix and also a Link Click fantasy AU Cheng Xiaoshi RP blog - @luckygambles)

─ ❝ Whatever we face, we'll be fine if we're leading from the heart ❞ ─

Basic Information:

I use he/they pronouns

demiboy

bi & aroace

ISTP-T

Chinese

multi-fandom and multishipping mess

big fan of rarepairs <3

my interests include reading, writing, art, playing and listening to music (I'm willing to listen to any genre as long as it's a banger song), getting really invested in any sort of media tbh, overanalysing said media, creating OC's, collecting things, annotating books, designing pretty much anything, colouring in, accessorising and fashion

minor (so no being weird, please, ty <3)

will definitely be open to making new friends / mutuals or talking to any mutuals I haven't interacted with for a while :]

anyone is more than welcome to send me an ask in my inbox to chat! (as long as you are nice, ofc)

basic DNI criteria when it comes to interacting, please :]

─ ❝ No matter the place, we can light up the world ❞ ─

Fandoms / Interests:

[red text means that these interests are the fandoms / interests I tend to be more involved in and generally engage in the most. Italics means that I haven't finished / caught up with the media </3]

Murder Most Unladylike (+ The Ministry of Unladylike Activity)

Nevermoor series (by Jessica Townsend) (haven't read Silverborn YET.. unfortunately :()

Riordanverse (including MCGA, KC + also Daughter of the Deep (not included in Riordanverse but will still mention))

ATLA & LOK

EAH

MLP (Gen 4) (including Equestria Girls)

TDP (The Dragon Prince)

TOH

One Of Is Is Lying by Karen McManus (and generally all Karen McManus books)

Osemanverse + Heartstopper TV show

HTTYD (mainly movies) (I haven't read the books for like... nearly a decade)

Ninjago (both the show + movie) (not including Dragon's Rising sadly </3)

AGGGTM (books & TV show)

VLD

Stranger Things

TDLOSK

TMF (The Music Freaks)

Wednesday

Flicker (Roblox)

THG (movies & books)

MHA / BNHA

Studio Ghibli movies, which are: Howl's Moving Castle (book & movie), When Marnie Was There (book & movie), Kiki's Delivery Service, Arriety, Spirited Away, My Neighbour Totoro and Princess Mononoke

some bits and pieces of the Barbie franchise (movies, series, etc.)

Mean Girls

Legally Blonde

Heathers: The Musical

Grishaverse (including the Shadow & Bone TV show)

Total Drama (including Ridonculous Race)

BBC Ghosts (and US Ghosts if there's a fandom there somewhere)

Thomas Sanders Sides

BSD

HSR

Inanimate Insanity

TADC

Alien Stage

EPIC: The Musical

Slay The Princess

TGCF (have yet to read the books tho...)

Link Click

The Apothecary Diaries

God Troubles Me (I would put this in red... except there's practically NO western fandom for it 😭)

K-pop Demon Hunters

The Good Place (if there's a fandom for it)

+ a shit ton of random books/movies that would take way too long to list </3

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Tags:

#navigating the sky: intro / navigation (in case I make nav posts for new works, blogs, whatever)

#sky says something: original posts by yours truly

#sky mention!: tag games

#atlas' asks: answered asks

#atlas' archive: updates

#a sky full of rainbows 🏳️‍🌈: my 2025 pride event original posts :3 (edit: I completely gave up on this not even halfway through 😭)

#atlas directly acknowledges the existence of everything: I liveblog my Date Everything! gaming experience

#i wish that i could tell queue the truth: queued posts (yes it is a Link Click song reference sue me)

[will update as I use more tags]

─ ❝ Greet the world with open arms, greet the world with open arms! ❞ ─

Currently...

... reading: Don't Let The Forest In by C.G. Drews, Heart of the Sun Warrior by Sue Lynn Tan

... watching: The Apothecary Diaries, MHA, One Piece, Downton Abbey (despite how slow going watching the last two are TvT)

... playing: HSR, Date Everything!

... obsessing over (aka brainrotting about): Link Click, my ALNST OC (Hani my darling <3) (you're more than welcome to ask about them!! ^_^)

— Open Arms; Jorge Rivera-Herrans & Steven Dookie ─

[geospiral]

“I want to be someone’s stepping stone; I want the memory of me to haunt that person so that I may live through them and be beside them without having to stay. I know that's selfish and cruel, but if the path has already been laid out for me and I have no choice but to die, then I want to at least be able to choose who I die for. And to be honest, I will probably regret this decision when I’m lying there and spitting up my own blood, but at least it will be mine… and I think I can rest easy knowing that.”

Moran, a top student when it comes to all things excluding singing, can best be described as being Anakt Garden’s very own “Thinker.” Often found sitting on the very left edge of the garden’s box, she is willing to lend an ear to those in need.

Alien Stage OC Base made by @shakingparadigm

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Anakt Garden:

Moran is not a person who will intentionally seek other people out, but she does enjoy when others come to her, usually in the form of seeking guidance. This guidance can range from simply helping a fellow student with their class work to teaching others some of what she knows about the Segyein’s entertainment industry, a topic that she is familiar with due to her upbringing. 

She likes talking about philosophy, giving general worldly advice, and being a mediator to her fellow classmates, trying her best to be an impartial judge.

Moran also likes “reading” other people’s fortunes as a kind of game. It’s not anything serious; you ask her a specific topic about the future, such as “Am I going to pass the test?” and then give her as much information as you can about your chosen topic in order for her to make an educated guess. If she guesses correctly, you have to give her something, and if she doesn't, then she’ll give something to you. The items are nothing big, just small treasures like a pretty stone from the stream or an Anakt Garden lollipop. Moran also keeps a small collection of things she finds or is given in case others would just like to do general bartering with her; however, she doesn’t hold any real attachment to the things she collects and will usually trade her items away in exchange for short-lived treats such as candy, drinks, or a bubble wand.

Moran gets along fine with the other students, and although she can be pretty blunt at times, to the point of unintentionally seeming rude, she does her best to stay on everyone’s good side. She was raised with many others under her Guardian, so she has always been used to living alongside her fellow humans; however, the experiences were not great, causing her to have trouble telling when others genuinely like her or wish to be her friend. It doesn’t help that it only seems that her classmates come to her when they need something.

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Background:

Moran’s Guardian, Rheya, is a well-known and respected theater director with a theatrical troupe composed of the many humans under her, raising them from a young age to be her personal actors. By having her plays consist of an entirely human cast, Rheya is able to push the limits of her plays' theatrics in ways that she simply could not when working with her fellow Segyeins. Her plays are touted for their stories and visual spectacles; however, they can tend to be extremely dangerous for the humans involved, with many sustaining real injuries throughout their performances.

Despite the humans of the troupe referring to Rheya as their "mother,” they do not view one another as family but rather as competition when it comes to gaining their Guardians' affection. Bullying amongst the group is commonplace; if one person is punished, everyone is, which leads to that one individual being viciously humiliated and outcast by their peers and being sent down levels in the troupe’s personal social hierarchy.

(Note: The troupe’s hierarchy is loosely inspired by that of the video game Rule of Rose; I haven’t played it, and it's basically impossible to do so without pirating, but I got the idea from the video analysis of the game by RagnarRox.)

Rheya did not want to stop her storytelling at just theater production; however, she wanted to extend her reach further and saw Alien Stage as a chance to do just that, devising a long-term plan to craft what will hopefully be one of her best stories. She wants the story to go like this: she will choose two of her humans, one to send to Anakt Garden and the other to stay with her, molding him into the next big celebrity pet. The one sent to the garden, Moran, would be used as fodder in order to boost the fame of the other human pet, Adam, under the guise that the reason she trained for and performed in Alien Stage was to gain the other’s attention, subsequently dying in the competition. Upon finding this out, Adam would then go on to perform in the next Alien Stage season after her to avenge the women who loved him, winning in the process.

Rheya doesn’t have any faith that Moran can survive her Alien Stage season, and neither does Moran herself, but while Moran is in the garden, she hopes to find someone who she can truly die for in the competition, someone she actually cares for, unlike Adam, whom she barely knows and has never loved. If Moran must die, she wants it to be meaningful to her and the one she adores. She wants to make it her own choice.

[imperfectnothing]

Kay! (pronounced "kye" btw) my self-insert oc . . . inspired by @verdantlights alnst sona oc! the format of this post will be based off of zen's post that zey made about zeir sona

stats:

pronouns: he/him (transgender man) (gay & demi)

5'8'' (or 5'7.8'') and about 160lbs in freedom units

Guardian is Adre. Very Shine-esque parenting style.

Not a tube baby but he has undergone surgical/physical modifications (the red dots in his eyes haven't always been there)

Brand is above his right ankle.

Trivia:

White hair is because of my tendency to give MCs in games white hair when I play. I would've given him my natural hair color but that's not as interesting and I have enough redheaded ocs at the moment. Also my sona has light gray hair but Nyx has gray hair, so I just lightened it to like a bone white color. Dark brown eyes because my mum has dark brown eyes! she's also the reason I gave him a more olive skin undertone.

His haircut is literally. literally just mine right now. It is a grown out version of Ivan's haircut functionally (because I had Ivan's haircut earlier this year). His hair is very thick and prone to cowlicks and lately, I've been pinning back my cowlicks with a barrette so I added that to Kay's design, too.

Kay has sharp teeth because I have been told by my dentist (this is real btw, I'm not lying for the laughs or anything) that I have "abnormally sharp cuspids."

His talent is resistance to cold because I run very warm and by extension, I don't really have a problem with the cold. Unfortunately I overheat easily (which Kay does as well but that's more for a plot reason) so yknow! Evens out ig. Kay has a sleeveless uniform and no shoes due to the easily overheating thing btw.

I wear glasses and he would too but since his eyes have been modified I sincerely doubt that Adre would just leave that so um, his eyes have been fixed. No more astigmatism for you, gayboy.

Very rarely collared but that's a combination of his lack of disobedience and also plot reasons :)

tagging @tsukacchako, @alien-til-i-stage, @apriciticreveries, and @bluemoonscape because I've talked about him w/you guys!

[verdantlights]

Mira: THE BELLS. GRABS YOU. ALSO HER HEADBAND BEING HER COLLAR IS SO COOL AWYWYWYUE

Elodie: extroverted you say?? offers up lys, who isnt a social butterfly, but she still likes people who can fill the silence. makes her happy. also wah!! ocd!!! i am also ocd!!!! twinning fr.

Shichiro: would.

mira/elodie/shichiro profiles!!

mira

@astoryofsuchwoe and @apriciticreveries :3 this is my mizuki oc

info

they/she!!! transfem queen

has a secret can. can you guess what it is? hey do you hear the bells?

actually. they have two!

switches her accessories out day by day, if you want to draw her with different ones you can :3

her headband is her collar

often seen with others!!!! when they’re alone they tend to be more quiet

mira doesn’t look in mirrors

mira’s gender is also pretty vague to their classmates so. i don’t think anyone knows they’re trans

a really REALLY good liar, they also don’t tend to talk about where they came from

their guardian’s name is yama, they make clothing for pet humans

solo profile

they’re based on mizuki from pjsk of course!!!! that was really my only inspiration making them at the time to be honest

elodie

she/they bisexual!!!

she really enjoys cooking and baking for the other students

they are kind of a perfectionist though

very extroverted and would probably make friends with someone in under a day

won’t participate in season 41.

she has ocd which kind of causes the perfectionist behavior but it also makes her do a lot of other unsavory things she wishes she could avoid

their guardian’s name isn’t really known, but their initials are TSC

she talks about her friends outside of anakt and misses them a lot

forces a more child-like voice and demeanor while she performs due to her guardian’s wishes

hey guys do? do you smell that? is that the oven burning?

solo profile

her only inspirations are vincent charbonneau and lacey (lacey’s diner) and um. yeah you’ll find out

shichiro

(i’m in fear)

hi @zerostyrant and @tsukacchako … hi…

he/him and bisexual good for him right

he’s one of akari’s only friends at the garden because they knew each other as kids

he’s a little more quiet than others and sometimes a bit blunt

his original purpose was NOT to attend anakt, he doesn’t know why he’s here at all because he was trained to be an assassin? or a human weapon?

his voice on stage changes a whole lot like he gets so aggressive and stuff. do not let a soft person go up on stage with this man. thaaaat’s why he’s collared

kind of like a dog. in a way

his owner’s name is uda and they actually have lots of human animals to “calm” their pet humans but it’s kind of bs since the animals tend to die

shichiro took care of a lot of them

he’s so awkward help

I FORGOT. he's not participating either

solo profile

his inspiration was. haha. yoo joonghyuk. haha. laugh please

other tags

@rockwgooglyeyes @bluemoonscape @4listr @pwippy @nottoonedin @paradisedisconcert @starry-skiez

[cericreatively]

E, J, P, and T for the ask game! :D

(gooooosh, I'm so sorry this took so long for me to answer (and then left it lying around in my drafts for waaaay too long before I remembered), but I hope this satisfies your curiosity for this ask game :']]])

answers under the cut bc this got really lengthy:

E -- Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom?

If it counts, back during my Wattpad days, i would write fanfic of my ocs interacting with canon characters in a chatroom (and the chaos ensuing, especially since I was a multifandom fangirl which meant plenty of blorbos to put in shenanigans when they bumped into each other). Ahhh... the good old days...

I also wrote some cracky-ish things for this other big multifandom crossover concept that involved Groundhog Day-style timeloops and multiversal travel and shenanigans ensuing -- some being heavily oc-centric, others being my own take on some fandom worlds having time repeat over and over for them (but never actually published them tho...)

I also have a buncha wips of one-shots that are somewhat humorous in nature, if that also counts too.

J -- Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr.

Hmmm... that's a tough one to think about, need to wrack my memory for that...

I'd say probably either that Horse Racing game I saw a few months back, or Alien Stage (since I first heard of it in its early stages on the youtube channel of its creator (who I initially knew for their short horror animations), and didn't think much of it, so imagine how surprised I was when I found out how big of a fandom it had gotten in the past few years)

P -- Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

RGU/Utena AU.

(in my defense, it started because me and one of my mutuals (@pyrobuyo) made an RGU AU for our main Homestuck AU project, and now sometimes I can't help but also rotate the idea of that sort of AU for other fandoms I've been in (mainly also Danganronpa and... *mumbles*Arcanetoomaybe--)

T -- Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 

I've got a buncha headcanons from all the fandoms I've been in, but here are two that stand out to me, from two different fandoms:

HOMESTUCK:

In my heart, Jade Harley (and to an extent, Jake as well) is Filipino (or part-Filipino) in my headcanon. (mostly because I related to Jade a lot when I was first introduced to Homestuck and because I like projecting my own representation (especially regarding my nationality) onto ocs and some characters I like)

ARCANE:

Hope y'all don't mind if I just ramble about some side characters I thought were interesting but--

In my head and heart (thanks to others' fanart/fics/headcanons), these two (Maddie, the ginger-haired one, and Steb, the fish-man) were close friends before one of them pulled a betrayal moment... I'll let y'all who aren't familiar with Arcane guess which one was the betrayer. >:]]]

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[sillyromance]

Good day everyone!

This is my new story. WARNING: digestion mentioned, fatal mentioned, fearplay. However, safe/soft vore. Pred: Megatron (TFP); pray: OC

I hope somebody will like it. I know it's the third work where Megatron plays one of the main parts, but i just find him really good for such plots...

Alexa leaned to the wall even more when he came to the room. Steel-grey feet shaked the floor every time Megatron made a step - every time closer to his prey. He was as high as Optimus - but unlike him, this mech wasn't so kind...

His carmin eyes glowed with evil, angry light. And hunger.

He looked around - giant's gaze stopped on the tiny figure on the left. Decepticon leader smiled, showing two lines of sharp metal teeth.

- Here you are... - He went down to his knee and took the girl from the corner she had been in all that time. - My little, foolish spy!

He felt how her soft, gentle body shaked between his fingers.

- Do you think it's so easy to trick me, hm?

Now his optics was just in front of her, reading absolute terror on the girl's face. She didn't even tried to fight, holding amusingly small hands to the chest - just looked at him in shock and fear, breathing heavily.

- You're trembling as I see...- Megatron said, pretending to be worried. - Are you cold?

His evil, sharp grin became even more monstrous, so the girl understood - this jerk came out with an idea how to finish her. And it's gonna be really bad.

- Perhaps, I should prevent you from freezing... - His murmuring grew sweeter with each second. - There is a good place to help with that...

It was much, much worse than she could ever think...

The bot open his mouth fully - and started lowering her inside.

Alexa knew that the only thing she could do was to shut her eyes and hope this merciless alien creature would do everything quick - exactly what she did. She was barely able to hold herself from screaming, but she didn't want to show weakness. Poor girl was truly frightened - but no plead came out of her while Megatron was putting Alexa on his slippery cobalt toungle, coated in oily saliva.

Her world was falling apart while she's lying on the mech's surprisingly soft muscle which was rolling her around, making all her figure wet and hard to move. He... was suspiciously gentle with her; Megatron didn't try to bite or chew Alexa, although it would be the most logical thing to do. Even pushing her to the roof of his mouth he acted like he wanted to keep her safe, pressing just slightly. At the same moment it seemed the decepticon liked the taste - delighted long moans was ringing in the girl's ears non-stop which expressed what an unbelievable pleasure all this situation brought to the giant.

Large robot closed his optics, paying all attention on the tiny life inside his maw. She didn't even try to protest! How pity... A courageous one, though. It's gonna be a lot of fun in breaking down her spirit!

Megatron liked strong opponents since he was a gladiator at Kaon. What can be better than a good battle? There's nothing interesting in enemies who give up fast. The more power they show, the more pleasure you have, destroying them, tearing their souls and flesh into pieces...

The girl was tired from all the emotions gone through her, and so, she stayed motionless in titan's mouth. It was already quite clear for Alexa that the decepticon wasn't going to kill her in easy way. He wanted to torture her... To make the girl beg him to set her free.

Ha! Too big privilege...

Meanwhile, the bot slowly titled the head back. The toungle turned for the girl into a water slide which guided her right to the beast's throat. Her legs glid inside without any hesitation and were cought right away by narrow, warm, elastic tube. It was the end - Alexa reached the last stage of helplessness.

First thunderous gulp sent chills from her top to the bottom; it impatiently dragged the girl in even further, trapping her arms until elbows.

"Waiting is so painful"...

Next gulp - she felt soft squeeze against the face as if someone threw a big pillow into her. Alexa now was completely surrounded by alien moving metal and slime which only made much simpler for Megatron to push her deeper into his core.

So slow, so "dramatical"...

"Why can't he stop playing with me?"

The robot almost lovingly touched a hard bulge on his neck before gulping one last time. His enormous claw outlined a silhouette of the girl under the iron scales - and suddenly, she disappeared, being pulled by long demanding swallow. Megatron sighed in satisfaction; he couldn't resist licking his dents and lips, searching for last glimpses of her spicy flavour while she was making her lovely wiggly trip along his esophagus...

......

Finally, Alexa fell out in a big room; the floor springed up under her weight and she jumped once or twice before tucking into a squishy surrounding. She opened her eyes and saw tender, gloomy, wrinkled walls. They pulsed a little around her; blue and violet lights were travelling through liquid inside deem plump bumps which she was sitting on. Somewhere above her the girl heard thud, booming beat. Must be Megatron's spark...

He was on the way - the girl felt rhythmic swaying and heard far away noise of his boots crushing the ground. It was no use to fight or scream for help. She also knew he will digest her - it was only a matter of time and his mood. So, what to do?

At least, she can still hear the outside world... And cry.

Alexa remembered the autobot base, her mom Sara and step-father Ratchet who never failed to be the best dad ever in spite of his grumpiness; her gradma Gretchen and a small house in Germany where they planted flowers together; Bee and Raf, Bulkhead and Miko, Jack, Arcee. Prime... He warned her about how dangerous the mission was supposed to be, but she didn't keep that in mind... And where was she now?

Alexa burried herself into flexible metal; hot salty streams flood from under the eyelushes, cleaning her pretty face from slime and saliva it was smeared all over with. Her vulnerable shoulders were shivering while she was crying. Choking groan came out of her lungs.

She was going to die in the worst way possible.

.....

Megatron was finishing with Alexa when he got a message from Soundwave about an Autobot's attack. Leader of the decepticons rushed through the corridors of Nemesida; his electronic mind was occupied by thousands of much more important things than a human toy inside his fuel tank - that was the reason he didn't turned her into mush right after she reached the destination.

And the news turned out to be catastrophic - one whole legion was destroyed because of a terrifying blow; one of the best mines - lost.

Looking at the main monitor where panicking vehicons could be seen hopelessly trying to survive, Megatron roared in anger.

- How dare they! How...

All the list of the darkest Cybertronian words couldn't show the depth of his frustration and fury. Soundwave silently watched as his master shouted at the officers came back from the battlefield and thrown one of them from the bridge. Poor soldier survived the fall, but not for long: when he tried to stand up, a discharge of purple fire burned him into dust.

.......

Alexa forgot about her memories when all around her was filled with an unbearably loud sound of anger. She closed her ears, wishing to save them from deafing - she had never heard anything so awful! It sounded like a stonefall in the mountains; it seemed like her bones were breaking under pressure of this wild, dreadful cry! Thankfully, it was just an illusion...

Pause.

Then there were throwing and yelling again... Alexa didn't know where to hide from the hell she got into; all the noises reflected many times from inner surfaces of Megatron's body and came to her even worse that they were in reality. Only god knows what protected her from losing her mind...

By the time the girl got over with smashing impression, everything was over. Megatron didn't move; she only noticed his unstable breath; cool air howled like a hurricane around his systems and came as wind even here, in the giant's stomach.

Alexa couldn't see him, but she knew - something definitely was wrong.

.......

Megatron was sitting in his room, palms on his faceplate. What a tragedy... It was absolutely unpredictable - and unfixable either. In that exact period his armada seeked for energon extremely bad, almost desperately. Whatever they say about him, the metal tiran cared about his people sincerely. It was impossible to lose so much now! He shouldn't have let this happen...

"Calm down"...

- These dorks will pay for the mine!.. Unicron kill you, Optimus! - Megatron mumbled to himself, looking at one point somewhere much more distant than the wall before him. - I'll kill you...

He had already sworn he would so many times that he couldn't count it. And every day showed him how difficult it was to reach his dream. And they were brothers once... If he hadn't gone so far...

Something shifted in his tank. Once again. It stayed still for a minute; suddenly, a ticklish sensation appeared in that place as if he had a feather in the abdomen.

Confused Megatron winced and focused on his middle. There was...

The girl!

And she... She rubbed him!?

Actually, the answer was "yes".

......

As far as she figured out, her friends destroyed an important mine. "Good job, guys!" - Alexa chuckled to herself but then her face straightened up. The metal man she sat inside of was quite upset. He wanted to kill her - and he undoubtedly will; it's a miracle she wasn't digested yet. Nevertheless... There were two of them. And at the same moment, each was alone. Lonely.

Sara always said her daughter was too kind for that war. Unfortunately, she was right because even being in Megatron's stomach Alexa had a thought that he deserved some... attention. Comfort, perhaps. Maybe, she thought that way because the day was already too much for her. The girl accepted her fate and waited for it without fear; glowing wet walls didn't bother her anymore. It was even pleasant somehow - to lie in their warm plushie embrace after finding a good position in a kinda spacious room. Of course, she was aware about what a place this will be when the juices pour in... But it wasn't the point for her at that moment. She just felt "in the same boat" with Megatron who sat grieving alone. With anybody who was lost and alone anywhere in the universe.

In order to that, Alexa came closer to the front wall and gently stroke it with her palm. A funny small bubble jumped out of the energon inside; it couped with amount of happy sparkles - and swam into the next muscle section. The girl smirked a bit and repeated the action several times, but using both her hands. It felt... nice... Nice texture. Nice emotions.

Unexpectedly, something pushed her back; the wall ran into her and the girl got fixed on one place as if she was inside of a huge blanket roll.

- What are you doing in there, mouse?

She placed her hand back on indigo flesh. There was something long and solid behind... A finger. A servo.

- I'm making you feel better.

- What!? - Megatron's voice was rather confused than angry. - You are more crazy than you seem...

She remained silent for some time.

- It must be so... Anyway, I just want this madness to end. For both of us.

She freed her legs and curled into a ball, placing her head right to the spot where she felt his hand. Tears came once more, blurring the vision.

- I'm ready. I hope, at least I have a right to express myself when it will start... aching... I suppose you love violence, don't you?..

Megatron would like to respond but couldn't find words. The whole dialog was too surprising and unusual for the titan. At the end he just lay down on a recharging platform and closed his optics - the manipulator was still on his waist, unconsciously drawing circles on it.

She was right there, trapped under the hard shield of alive armor - all at his mercy. One order to his processor - and Alexa would forever disappear. The only memory about her would be a slightly increased level of his powers. But the dictator didn't hurry to make the final choice about her existence.

From the girl's phrases Megatron saw that he had control only over her miserable body, but not the soul. He wished to break her earlier by recreating one of the worst nightmares possible - eating her alive. Then he wanted to threaten her, to tease about how tasty she was and how filling... How exciting it would be to hear her screams and feel how she would bang against his fuel tank's walls, fighting for her life while the ferments would burn and melt her gentle skin and meat, leaving bones naked...

But Alexa had already gave up on all this cheap comedy - long before he knew it. She wasn't scared or mad at him - she was just exhausted, so much exhausted that she was ready to die to go out of the mess. And so was he.

Moreover; this flesh bag could care about someone else except herself being in such state. And the most ridiculous thing about it was that this someone happened to be her the evilest antagonist...

After all, he admitted to himself that the girl was correct about one thing - it should end. The sooner - the better.

......

There was late night when Megatron came out of the ground bridge. He looked around: leader of the decepticon stood at the middle of a large field which shined with silver and platinum in the moonlight. Trinkets sang their dull squeaky song in the dry august grass. A black shadow of the nearby forest stretched its wings alongside the horizon; pines reached the sky with their spear-alike tops, cutting through its clear, ultramarine canvas. Giant robot lifted his head up and stared at the stars above - they were strange, alien, cold... No matter how much time will pass since their arrival on Earth - transformers will never be really at home on this planet.

Meanwhile, the girl was quiet. During the way here bot was patting and stroking his middle from time to time; Megatron wasn't sure why he bothered himself doing that... But he wouldn't like to leave her alone in there after what attitude she showed to him... She seemed sleeping though...

Ugh! Whatever...

He glanced at the field again. That's where Megatron's seekers had found Alexa. Good.

Now - it's time for the disgusting part...

..........

...She woke up from a feeling that she couldn't breathe. The space around had somehow decreased and tightened strongly. Panic rushed through her veins; Alexa instinctively started kicking stubborn flesh around her, but soon she barely could move as if she was caught in iron vice. Conditions were getting worse with every second until the pressure harshly pushed her, squeezing the girl into a hole. Alexa found herself in the esophagus again, but now she was going... up! Blood was pounding hardly in her ears, synchronizing with the church bell of the giant's spark which was already ringing deadly loud right beside her.

"God, please, help me..."

But then the sparkbeat almost vanished - the tube threw Alexa up one last time; she flew out and landed on something cool and solid, but it was the only thing now which limited her freedom. At last, her lungs was filled with air!

When she got enough rest from the "breathtaking" journey, Alexa opened her eyes. For the first time after endless hours spent within obsidian-blue stomach she was in outside world. There were golden stalks of wheat, trees in the distance, starry night sky, real wind... She couldn't believe she was allowed to be here, to see this... Alexa didn't hold her amotions when she understood that she was spat out!

But wait.... Why?

She turned back. Two luminous red lights gazed at her from the darkness which took the shape of Megatron's body. Suddenly Alexa figured out that she was on his palm and his claws kept her from falling...

"What else he is up to? Why didn't he kill her? WHAT IS GOING ON!?"

Relief was gone as fast as it came. The girl nervously stared at the robot, fists clenched. She was trembling a little because of cold which she sensed very well due to the wet clothes; he stood still like a rock and only blinks signalled about it was a living creature.

Neither he, nor she were ready to start a conversation.

Finally, Megatron deeply "sighed". He bended over, lowered his hand and cautiously put puzzled Alexa on the ground. Then he granted her one last look and went back to the open cosmical spiralling entrance of the ground bridge. The girl watched as his massive figure disappeared in the green flash, then smiled to herself.

"Thank you".

[yet-the-world-spins-on]

Asking OCs Questions, 9 of ??

Do any of your characters think of their lives (or the lives of those around them) in terms of narratives?

Penelope. Penelope for sure. She's super not used to all the weirdness going on around her and the closest analogue (if that's the word i want) is science fiction stories so she copes by framing things in terms of story.

This does occasionally frustrate the people around her, but most of them aren't aware that she's doing this. It mostly comes up once she becomes a part of the Yet-to-be-named technically-thieves alien group, since that's basically the first time she's comfortable enough to start making comments aloud about the narratives thing.

What do your characters think of the line "Lying Odysseus replied, 'I will tell you the truth completely.'"?

"That's kind of necessary to making the whole thing work, to be honest with you." -- T (now, whether we can trust her comment is a whole n'other ballgame)

"This is exactly why you shouldn't trust so quickly. People can say anything, there's no rule that they have to somehow tag it so you know what they really mean." -- O

"Ok, this makes a lot more sense now than when I read it in class." P.M

Do you have any characters who are villains who lived long enough to become the hero?

Well, I'm trying to get O there, but we'll see if I manage it. Although on the bright side, I'm really never going to get past the daydreaming stage, so I can just daydream the bit where she does :D

In which case: O. She eventually comes back around to the fullness of truth and accepts that she can't control nearly as much as she wants to. She's one of those turn-arounds who emphasizes how important it is to understand what evil looks like so you can fight it. But she also emphasizes that you really shouldn't commit evils to learn how to fight them better, since that's exactly how you end up becoming evil.

On that note, how do your characters learn that their favorite/habitual vices are actually, tangibly, viscerally bad? (And if they don't, what happens as a result of their failure to learn this?)

So for T's long arc, she has to learn that honesty is vital to making the whole thing work. That doesn't mean that "oh it'll all work out if you're just honest," it means "if ya ain't honest ya can't solve the problem." She's not going to take this lying down, though: she's got a long fight ahead of her.

And O has to learn that she can't control people by murdering the Bad Ones and letting the Not Really Bad Ones off. She starts by realizing that she can't perfectly tell which one is which and later works out that she isn't the ultimate authority over this anyway. You know how one way to get characters for a story is to get a central theme and then make each perspective on it a different character? Odessa is for those stories where the central theme is about justice/mercy, and the purpose of her is to explore the difference between self-defense and murder.

P.M is difficult, on account of being a naturally honest person who doesn't want to hurt people. Oh. Well there you go: P.M's problem is that she doesn't realize that sometimes killing is self-defense and sometimes legal theft isn't moral theft, and generally that morality isn't clear-lines-black-and-white, and isn't murky-unsolvable-gray, but a colorful puzzle to which almost everyone is missing pieces.

[nittroy]

In anticipation,, a bit about this blog

You might have seen my art and been wondering wtf is happening in it. Well, tbh sometimes I also have no idea. But most of the time it's my OCs from one of my stories!

This blog is like a larva… It's just been lying there but soon enough it will just stir and become the strange creature: a blog for both serious long posts about my story and some absolute shitposts.

I want to do this post to talk a little bit about the process behind the stories I'm planning to tell: how they were created at first, what are they called, and how I'm gonna try and organize this blog! :D

Below is a long post with me talking about my stories and what I plan to do with them!!

DOZENS OF ASPECTS

"Dozens of Aspects" (or DA) is the main story that I'm currently working on. It's a detective fantasy story set in space!! It's also got lots of fantasy science and cosmic ace lesbians.

The supposed form for it is an illustrated book. The stage I'm at — character designs & script preparation!

It takes place in the year of 3012 in the cosmoopera-like universe, and the main characters are scientists who work with anomalies. One of them, Eli makes a particularly strange acquaintance (well, tbh, they kinda randomly adopt a kid. He is called Kayleigh and he has a secret. A secret anomaly friend...)

That gets them on a trail of a pretty strange series of events…

It's a story about different societies, plants, flowers' memories, red skies, and many other strange things... There's a detective story that has a complicated plot and shows life inside some of the planets in this universe.

Funnily enough, originally it was supposed to be a prequel to the DLG (the next story this post tells about), but the plot grew so complicated this story became its own thing. I've been working on DA for like 4 or 5 years now, but I haven't done much, as a couple of years of work have been taken from me by depression and health complications… Right now I have finally started somewhat digging the vibes again and, hopefully, I'll be able to progress with it soon! :D

Main tag for this story: #da_nt

DOPPELGANGER

"Doppelganger" (or DLG) is the next in line after the DA story, it follows the life of one of the main characters - Kayleigh. In DA they were 12 yo, and DLG tells about their adulthood after the DA events.

Supposed form of the story — maybe a comic? Or also an illustrated book? Idk I need to write DA first. The stage I'm at — idk I just draw OCs from there sometimes :D

(No, the tattoo-ed person is not grown-up Kayleigh, that's Qiyong, she is just very hot so I love to draw them A LOT) The events take place at 3019, Kayleigh, now grown up, goes back to Alta-Costar, one of the cities where DA events took place, to dig up more info. He makes some new friends and meets some older frenemies… And btw also there's a revolution boiling up in Alta-Costar.

While DLG is kinda frozen at the moment, it has the coolest cast of characters and immense vibes, so I still feel like drawing it sometimes... ;w;

Main tag for this story: #dlg_nt

GREAT LIVES

"Great lives" (or GL) is a story (it is frozen for now) that happens in the other corner of the same universe as the other two stories. It's a series of cosmic road-movies following one spaceship captain and her new alien girlfriend. Just fun and gay stuff.

Supposed form - a comic? Also illustrated book? Idk!! I haven't been working on this story for a while but one day I will!!!!

Old art!!!!! Not finished art!!!!! ARRRRRrrrrrr

Fun fact: I've invented GL when I was like 12, and I felt that this story can be REALLY COOL, but I'm not cool enough to tell it yet. So yeah, about 7 years later, I'm still waiting to become cool enough. But the main characters already went from a messy triangle to an nb lesbians polycule, so I think we are getting somewhere-

Main tag for this story: #gl_nt

That's all for now, hopefully, I'll work out the tag system here and will be able to post some lore soon! Other tags I have for now: #my art / #my OCs- for art on acc, as usual #generallore_nt - info for all stories, a bit about their universe maybe #kbnq_nt - Kayleigh, Benji & Niquole, very specific part of DA and DLG + name tags for characters that will appear later!

[verdantlights]

Updated! +10

proship dni. radqueer/transid dni.

I'm Zenith Petrichor aka Zen!! My main is @aquarichor !! My pronouns are zey/zem/zeirs, ve/vem/vys (or vis), and he/it!! I'm 18 and autistic, ADHD, OCD, and aroace/agender/xenogender! (and ficto/yume)

I use this blog for a little more than ALNST, so I treat this blog as my main, even if it isn't. 💔

I've said this before, just not explicitly, but I'm a Till fictkin and Ivan otherheart. I'm also alterhuman, but yk. Till and Ivan are both my f/os and we are a polycule. I am selective-sharing (basically only with my close friends/circle, I'm pretty much non-sharing everywhere else). I will be open about this information that I selfship with ivantill and I will not hide it anymore. If you have an issue with it, please do noy harass me in my inbox because I will turn off anon asks and I will put you on full blast as I've done with a certain callout post in the past. I have other f/os, yes, but this is my ALNST blog, so yk.

I have an ao3!! I have a modern au ongoing series (not fic, i never post unfinished work) and I also am writing a lot of other stuff for ALNST! I have a bunch of stuff on my to-write list that I'm working through :)

edit: i havent posted a fic in a while but that might change soon. also the modern au series might be marked as complete...,,,

Now that that's out of the way, here's my ALNST OCs! I entered the ALNST community through the OC part of it, so I felt the need to add them here! If you see a [REDACTED] name, that means that OC hasn't been released yet but is in the making! It also means that any information after it is subject to change!

Toki - he/him, 6'0" ALNST s40

Clove - he/they, 5'8" ALNST/AREPH s40

[REDACTED] - she/her, ?'?" AREPH s40

[REDACTED] - he/him, ?'?" AREPH s40

Horizon - he/him, 5'10" ALNST s41

Seraph - he/hy/it, 6'3" ALNST s41

Ichor - he/they, 5'6" ALNST s41

Lys - she/her, 5'9" ALNST s41

Everest - she/he, 5'4" ALNST s41

Pirouette - they/he 5'8" ALNST s41

Inzo - he/it, 6'4" ALNST s41

[REDACTED] - he/him, ?'?" - ALNST s42

[REDACTED] - she/they, ?'?" - ALNST s42

Zen - he/it/zey/ve, 5'5" ALNST s50/s10

Featured tags:

#eventseraphim reblog - any and all rbs from my main blog, @/aquarichor, onto this one!

#zen's alnst art - any and all of my alnst/alnst oc related art

#zen's alnst oc lore/notes/logs - any and all of my oc related lore, including interviews, interactions, and some art. i sometimes tag both art and lore for an oc post!

#zen's chatterbox - my rambles :)!! ive used the term chatterbox for a while and really like it, so it'd apply here too

#zen's alnst analyses - anything related to me analyzing alnst, they are usually really long textposts

#zen's alnst fanfiction - all of my alnst fanfiction that i write :)

#zen being diabolically down bad over till alien stage send tweet - i wasnt lying when i said im making this a featured tag. it happens way too much for me not to make it one

#ZEN LOG ARCHIVES - all of sona zen's logs for sona season

I also currently moderate some alnst roleplay blogs!!

ALNST RP blogs:

@drunkand-isaac - canonverse Isaac

@deweyand-party - canonverse Dewey

@stolensorrow - Actor au Ivan

@ivan-alnst - canonverse Ivan

@kusattaruuru - My ALNST Sona, Zen

ALNST FAN SEASON 41: @alnstseason41

I completely forgot to mention, while I am an adult, this is a relatively SFW blog. There's some general suggestiveness/NSFW in stuff I may post to ao3 or some suggestive people/blogs I may interact with. I will not reblog anything super suggestive or anything I deem too inappropriate for this account. I will not post any of my fics that are... yk... on my blog. Again, I am an adult and I can interact with those things, but I'm aware that there are minors on my blog. Stay safe everyone and remember that you are responsible for the media you consume.

[quitealotofsodapop]

Mva Alcohol headcanons

Susan: Has the highest tolerance for booze, as she did attend many a college party. She is no stranger to the Purple Drank and Jungle Juice. However, if given a choice she will always go for something sweet and syrupy like a Daiquiri or a Tequila Sunrise. Is a textbook "woo girl", and is the life of the party. Makes greasy breakfasts for everyone the morning after.

Dr Cockroach: Did attempt to serve Susan's folks an "atomic gin fizz"(which is apparently a normal gin fizz + basil, and his own mad science), giving an idea of what kind of drinks he enjoys. Simple, tart, and with a lot of bubbly. Mimosas and champagne are his favorite choices to pair with meals. His roach-y tolerance for decay also gives him a greater appreciation for aged drinks like bourbon. A giggly and flirtatious drunk. Doesn't seem affected by hangovers and the others are jealous.

Link: To quote a delete scene;"Sports, chicks, and beer". Link not only enjoys the masculine association of lagers/pale ales, but also likes the many excuses to bust open a six pack whenever possible. Unfortunately, his body legitimately cannot process harder alcohols. His species don't have the extra 20,000 years of alcohol consumption to build up a tolerance. Drunkenness reveals itself in stages, you can tell how many drinks Link is on based on his behavior. This also makes him suffer the worst with hangovers - nausea, headaches, light sensitivity, blurred vision. First time he ever got drunk (a "joke" by the guards) the scientists observing him were convinced that he had meningitis from the pain that followed. He may have developed a problem due to years of being in prison, as his beer gut shows.

BOB: It tastes gross - He no like. Has accidentally consumed/flirted with jello shots before. His plasma-like body gets warped by alcohol, and changes to a sickly purple when intoxicated. The fallout of such incidents leads to BOB crying while lying on a cold bathroom floor like many an unknowing teenager.

Insecto: I mean... she probably could wreck everyone when it comes to volume. Also according to Link's deleted "Sports, chicks, and beer" line, Insecto may be a beer gal. Seems also the type to not mind most fermented grains and fruit. Will leave events to sleep it off the second she feels the least bit tipsy. Is the primary designated flier.

Monger: Whiskey, neat. This man is a machine. Can practically gulp down jet fuel. Prefers the communal and trust aspect of alcohol, and rarely drinks alone. You know that you're in for some bonding time when he opens up the liquor cabinet. Is the frequent designated driver. Pretends not to have hangovers while having the worst headache of his life.

President Hathaway: Is NOT ALLOWED to drink at public events due to being “I gotta take my pants off and ride the chandelier”-drunk. Monger gets notified if the Pres drinks so much as a glass of champagne at a charity ball. His inauguration party was one for the ages, and if he gets re-elected it’s all over for the White House furniture.

Read More for the series Aliens + Oc characters

Series Aliens:

Coverton: Tries to be fancy with red wine but secretly doesnt like it. Actually prefers punchbowl-type mixers. Is a weepy and honest drunk.

Sta'abi: Her people have their own alcohol culture, and she sees it as deliberate poisoning to build up tolerance. Can out-drink pretty much everyone. Gets uncharacteristically friendly and joyful. Has a good grip on her limits, and is the most prepared to power through the mornings after.

Sqweep: Is a child - Is not allowed. Not to the lack of trying to convince Monger to allow her access to alco-pops for "research" however.

Vornicarn: Is an alien dog - giving him booze would be irresponsible. Has attempted to lap up unattended drinks, and immediately gets offended by the taste.

Oc Characters:

Mercy: Tequila-based cocktails are her choice of poison. However, she does prefer to just order the non-alcoholic mixes. She has worked/attended so many weddings that she has gained a disgust for drunken behavior. The first to nominate herself as designated driver.

Benny/Gator Boy: "Boy" is in the name. This kid has indulged in booze before, mostly from stealing it from adults at the fairground. This goes as well as you’d expect for a lonely teenager. Once he moves in with the Monsters, he’s barred from anything remotely boozy. Will sulk in the corner playing his DS all night and complain about not being allowed anything other than soda.

Dara/Scarecreep: “Ah sure lets go down to the local and have a few pints”. A very typical irish scarecrow despite the lack of visible digestive track. Drinking past a certain amount makes Dara “soggy” - often leading to the others having to carry them home so that they can “dry it off”.

Hazuki/Blond Widow: Boasts the superiority of hot sake and has a very social approach to alcohol. Prefers to be the most sober person in the room and watch other people make a fool of themselves. Will start singing without warning. Karaoke nights are fun as hell with Blond around.

Radu: Is a literal baby. Don't give the baby bat vampire any drink other than blood and bat milk. Has accidentally eaten fermented fruit before and disliked it.

J-mad: Sir, you have no mouth. Please stop pouring vodka into your fuel tank. Think a Futurama robot the size of a roomba. Picks fights with every shin in reach.

Milliard: Does Not Drink. Alcohol reduces the effectiveness of the hive body’s connection to it’s individuals, making much more likely for Milliard to drop members of itself - and these alien flatworms cant survive long outside their hive body. Their species have adapted to rogue clouds of space alcohol, so they do have a decent tolerance for it if the body does not actually drink it.

Sito: Doesnt consciously drink. Her body processes it like water and she doesnt really notice the difference in taste unless its deliberately flavorful. Drunkenness lasts exactly 3 mins tops and she just shakes herself sober.

Urania: Booze = social media faux pas, so she avoids indulging with her phone/space tablet in reach. Orders the most ridiculously complicated and fruity drinks possible. Sends long rambling emotional texts to everyone in her contacts list.

[jabbajambler]

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Powerless

The Mandalorian/Din Djarin x f!OC

Word Count: 2,090

*GIF by @babyyodastuff​*

         The bar was vacant except for a few tipsy aliens. Their words slurred together as they spoke and slung their arms around one another. They started to sing some sort of song, but the lyrics were soon lost in the puddle of sounds. It was then nothing more than a hum that drifted in the air.

         Honestly, any sound would've been better than this conversation. Every look in that cruel woman's green eyes made me want to spring across the table with my saber. I was sure Din wouldn't complain too much.

         "Trask is a black market port," Bo Katan leaned against the table with a determined look in her eyes. There was something lying beneath that stare, something she wanted. "They're staging weapons that have been bought and sold with the plunders of our planet. We're seizing those weapons and using them to retake our home world."

         I laughed, choking on my drink as I tried to hold it in. Mandalore? Was she serious? That planet was a wasteland and it was partially her fault. I could feel her cold glare on me before she continued.

         "Once we've done that," her voice was darker now, "we'll seat a new Mandalore on the throne."

          "That planet is cursed," Din spoke with ease as I struggled to hold back my grin. "Anyone who goes there dies. Once the Empire knew they couldn't control it, they made sure no one else could either."

           I shrugged, "with the Empire gone, who knows, but that planet is a wasteland."

         Bo Katan's hungry green eyes focused on mine. "And who exactly are you?"

         My throat felt dry at her mocking question. She held a slight grin on her face as she tilted her head to the side, batting her eyes as though there were no hints of resentment. I still tried to hold my head high despite the feeling of her staring down at me. "I am Myrah Koor," I said, my stomach dropping slightly as I said it, "adopted daughter of Aaryn Skywalker and Obi Wan Kenobi. I suspect you remember them, don't you?"

          "I do. You don't like me," she rolled her eyes and placed her hands beneath her chin, "why? From what I remember, I helped your family."

         "You betrayed my family," I snapped as the overwhelming anger started to swell in my chest. "You're a cheat and a liar and-"

         Bo Katan scoffed, "don't believe everything you hear." She shrugged me off and turned back to Din whose momentary focus was on me. I could see how my face flushed red and warm in the reflection of his visor.

         "Our enemies want to separate us," her gaze drifted over to me quickly, "but Mandalorians are stronger together"

          I struggled to hold in my fury as the heat consumed my body. I swore one more sly comment and she would have wished she wore the helmet all the time. The gentle brush of leather against my hand distracted me, pulling me from my rage-filled thoughts. Din's hand was quick to pull away from mine before the others had questioned it.

         As if we weren't already as dramatic as possible on the boat. Surely they weren't that naive.

         "That's not part of my plan," Din answered Bo quickly as he turned his gaze to the child who watched the exchange curiously. "I've been quested to return this Child to the Jedi."

         Her eyes flickered between me and the child. "And she wasn't good enough?" she hummed, "what do you know of the Jedi?"

         "Nothing. I was hoping you would help me by Creed."

         Her lips lifted into a small, smug smile as she looked between her other Mandalorian friends, "I can lead you to one of their kind," she spoke quietly, "but first, we need your help on a mission?"

         I scoffed, "what sort of mission do we need to help you with? You three seem to be perfectly capable on your own.'

         "We usually are," she snapped before taking a deep breath and straightening in her seat, "but this is more intense than what we usually deal with on Trask."

          "Let me guess," I leaned forward in my seat with my arms folded on the table, "imperials? I'm shocked you don't feel like betraying the galaxy and go side with them. After all, isn't that what you're good at?"

         Koska, her brunette friend, had to hold her back from lunging at me across the table. Even the slight squeeze on my arm told me to settle down. If I went any further, I was sure to have a knife in my chest or her hands wrapped around my neck until I blacked out. I certainly wasn't going to die at her hands.

          "Yes," Koska finished for Bo Katan as she and their other friend tried to calm her down, "they're imperial and highly guarded. We will provide more details at sunrise. Should we meet here?"

         Din quickly shook his head, "meet at the west docks. We'll rendezvous there in the morning."

         "Right, well," she huffed, "you should probably get going."

         The hand on my arm lifted me from my seat before I could fit in another snarky remark. I couldn't even shout anything on my way out because we were out in a flash. I almost thought Din forgot the kid with the way he tugged me out of the building.

       "What were you thinking?" he snapped once we reached the cool, night air.

        I shrugged, "I was thinking that she was a traitor to her family and mine. Listen, she carries a long history with her, one that I'm not too fond of. Let's leave it at that."

         "Fine."

        The docks were so empty at night. Or was it morning? It felt like we had accompanied Clan Kryze for ages. Each stare was full of threats, maybe even promises, of destruction. Bo Katan knew the weight of her words and how they would carry with Din. She knew that the child was everything to us and if she could use us to her benefit, she would.

       It wasn't like it would cause her any grief. She'd done it many times before. To her, people who suffered from strong emotions were simply pawns in her game. As though we deserved to suffer from loving something so much.

         The child, I mean.

         My family must be under some sort of Kryze-Curse where we are forced to do their bidding. I wish I could break it. I would like to be the last sort-of-Kenobi to suffer by their hands.

        The air smelled like fish. Dead fish. It was absolutely horrid yet the child couldn't get enough. He smiled sleepily as he breathed in the air. The moon lit up the dark sky and reflected across the vast ocean. The light rippled across the waves so perfectly, I almost thought it was a dream.

         As we journeyed towards the Razor Crest, the wood creaked. Every single step was followed by a small sound of it bending beneath our boots.

         Step.

              Creak.

                   Step

                          Creak.

         The monotonous sound was followed by the slight splash of the waves against the wood. It felt like the dock was moving with the water. Honestly, it probably was. Who knew how far down the posts went and the planet was almost entirely ocean. It wasn't such a far-fetched idea.

         We no longer had to await the painfully slow door of the Razor Crest thanks to the gaping hole that took its place. In some ways, it was nice. Still, a part of me worried about being robbed in our sleep. That is, if we had any valuables left.

         "We could get a motel room if you want," Din's gentle voice floated through the air. He sounded shy, almost ashamed of the state the ship was in.

         "No," I gave him a weary smile, "we'll just be careful. There may be more weird aliens out to kill us."

        He breathed out a huff of air, a quiet laugh if you could even call it that, and shook his head. "Right. As if you can't handle that."

         "If I can't, I know I have you right beside me," I held the child close to my chest as I sat on the edge of the cot. At least one thing was still intact. My eyes drifted to the small hammock above me as the child reached for it. His brown eyes were wide and his lips trembled as he struggled to grab it. I breathed out a soft chuckle and lifted him into it, pulling a small blanket over his body.

         He couldn't speak, I knew that. Or, at least he hadn't done so yet, but I felt gratefulness swarm my mind as though he was communicating subconsciously.

         "Go ahead and sleep," Din cut through the child and I's silent moment, "I'll keep watch."

         Of course, ever the gentleman. Or he still didn't trust me. I assumed it was the latter, but I wouldn't say anything. I didn't need to incite another argument, let alone bring up any questions about what happened today. Sure, he knew my history as a force-user but I didn't need any more questions. As far as he knew, I could move things with my mind, heal people, and had a 'laser sword.' That was enough for now.

          "Alright," I agreed with a friendly smile, "but I expect you to wake me up as soon as you're tired-" he started to speak before I started up again, "and you're taking the cot as soon as it's my turn. You can't get out of this one either. I'm not letting you sleep on the floor or in your chair."

         Din stood silent for a moment. His brain was undoubtedly searching for some excuse to avoid a somewhat decent night's sleep. Eventually, his head fell down with the chin of his helmet resting against his chest plate. A long, exhausted sigh escaped him, followed by a quiet, reluctant, "fine."

          "Wait, really?" My eyes grew wide as his simple agreement. He was never one to easily follow anything unless it was his idea, especially so quickly. I felt a short laugh bubble out of my chest, "have I finally tamed the wild Mandalorian?"

         "Stop," he grumbled.

          I held back my laughs as I stood up and circled him, "next up, we see a rogue Mandalorian, broken away from his pack. At first, he seems untamable. He's unable to be captured, but then! A Jedi? She's caught him, fed him, shown him all the true joys in life! Now, he has no choice but to become a domesticated Mandalorian, politely obeying every word the Jedi says-"

         His hand closed over my mouth, his other arm wrapped around my back to pull me near. "Not another word," he spoke quietly.

         "Apparently not as well trained as I thought. Maybe we need to teach him some manners," I winked and pushed his hand away from my mouth. My nose scrunched up in disgust, "and how to clean his clothes. Those smell rotten."

         "Well, I did fall in the ocean," he stated simply and pulled his arms back to his side.

         I snickered and sat back in the cot, pushing myself towards the back wall, "it's a good thing someone was there to save you, then. Must've been some beautiful, strong woman, right?"

         "Yeah," his voice came out breathy, but quickly went back into his regular, stiff tone, "too bad she's annoying."

         My jaw fell slightly, leaving my mouth gaping as I stared at him. A joke? A funny one too. I laughed and fell back in the bed. My head hit the thin pillow, bouncing slightly against the mattress. "Whatever," I rolled my eyes with a wide smile on my face, "just make sure you wake me up, okay?"

         I could hear a small hum in agreement as I shut my eyes. For the first week in Coruscant I was terrified to fall asleep. New places used to always scare me and I never showed my face before I was alongside Din. Now, I was safe. Everywhere I go, I know there is someone to protect me.

           Instead of succumbing to the aching pains of sleep like I used to, I drifted off easily with a smile on my face. I knew, no matter what happened between us, he wouldn't let anything get to me.

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[nikatyler]

Never Have I Ever Tag Sims 4 Edition

Wonderful new tag developed by @tabbyrhsims4simblr

Rules are simple respond to the statements using one of your OC. Answer as truthfully has you can then tag other simblrs. If you don’t like these statements and want to put in your own for your sim respond to that’s fine too! Please use the #NeverHaveIEverSims4Tag so I can see what you all do. Have fun!

I was tagged by @desira-sims. Thank you so much! It’s been so long since I’ve done a tag like this one.

I’m going to do this for Sunset again because guess what, she’s coming back! Which everyone knows at this point, I talk about my NSB all the time, but oh well, just thought I’d mention it one more time.

bragged about something I have not done. “I don’t think so. That’s just stupid. Well, I might have lied about my cooking skills. Not bragged, but lied. I have no cooking skills, just so you know.”

been kicked out of a bar. “Dawn and I never go to bars. We’re a pretty boring couple.”

swam naked in a pool / beach. “No, but with the right person...Dawn being the right person...I could imagine it. Does anyone want to buy me airplane tickets to Sulani?”

lied about a family member dying as an excuse to get out of doing something. “I actually did that once, but technically I wasn’t lying. My dad is a vampire and vampires are dead, so...”

been with the former love of my best friend. “Why would I do that?”

gone into the wrong restroom. “Nope.”

been in handcuffs. “You mean like - have I been arrested or - or - you know. It’s a no to both of these options.”

said ‘I love you’ just to get laid. “People do that?”

stole something with a higher value than $10. “Possibly. I might have stolen something from the aliens when I was in space and it might have been worth that. Or more. I’m not sure.”

shot a gun. “Yikes. I’m trying to avoid all guns.”

dined and dashed? “I haven’t, but is it bad that I think it would be fun to do just once?”

had a paranormal experience. “Not much. Aside from the fact that my dad’s vampire boyfriend has lived under our roof ever since I was a child and then he actually turned my dad into a vampire too, oh and I happen to have alien step-siblings...yeah, you could say my life is pretty normal.”

had a surprise party thrown for me. “Have I? I don’t remember. I would know if I had.”

pressured someone into getting a tattoo or piercing. “I actually tried to talk someone out of getting her nose pierced and failed...”

thrown something into a TV or computer screen. “I’ve almost reached that point many times, but I’ve never done it.”

played strip poker. “So did I mention I’m like really innocent and pure and whatnot?”

gone commando. "Maybe. Look, some lazy days are lazier than the others. Sometimes even putting on underwear is a task that requires god-like power.”

performed on stage. *sweats at the thought of that*

ate a whole carton of ice cream in one sitting by myself. “Guilty.”

accidentally sent an inappropriate text message to my mom that was intended for my girlfriend/boyfriend? “My mother? You mean miss Marika Gray who left me at my dad’s door when I was a baby? Why would I even have her number? Okay, well, I did get it at one point, but it’s highly unlikely I’d accidentally send something to her.” 

[maladi777]

Never Have I Ever Tag Sims 4 Edition

I was tagged by @tabbyrhsims4simblr Thank you.

Rules: respond to the statements using one of your OC. Answer as truthfully as you can then tag other simblrs. If you don’t like these statements and want to put in your own for your sim respond to that’s fine too! Please use the #NeverHaveIEverSims4Tag so I can see what you all do. Have fun!

I am choosing Tony Corleonesi, because I know him best out of all my characters, ofc.

Never have I ever….

bragged about something I have not done. I have not. Why would I? When you’re as good at your job as I am, you don’t need to brag. You get things done and the right people notice. Word spreads. You get more and better paid jobs. That’s how it works.    

been kicked out of a bar. I have a few times. For various reasons. 

swam naked in a pool / beach. I have, but never alone. It’s the same as with sex, it’s more fun if there’s at least two people involved.  

lied about a family member dying as an excuse to get out of doing something. I have. I lied about my parents being dead, but is it really lying if they were dead to me?

been with the former love of my best friend. I have not. But I’m sure Vincent wouldn’t mind. There were times when we used to share more than just a bottle.

gone into the wrong restroom. Yes, I have. Because my target went there.

been in handcuffs. Yes I have. It was fun in most times, but the last time it wasn’t. 

said ‘I love you’ just to get laid. Never. It’s pathetic. There are better ways to seduce a woman that don’t involve lying to and misleading her. Sometimes all it takes is paying attention and listening. Women are amazing creatures and easier to please than many guys think.         

stole something with a higher value than $10. I have. With a much higher value I might add. What’s the point of taking something of lesser value anyway?

shot a gun. Of course, I have. It’s my job. Why do you think I had the unpleasant experience with handcuffs? 

dined and dashed? I have, unfortunately. When I was very young and times were bad. 

had a paranormal experience. I have not. As far as I’m aware. There’s the thing with the alien gene, however, but does it count if I don’t remember how that happened?

had a surprise party thrown for me. I have not. I may have had a few parties thrown for me back then but they were no surprise.

pressured someone into getting a tattoo or piercing. I have not. I have pressured people to do other stuff, though. Such as vote for the right candidate or to be so kind and return the favor they owed to the padrino. 

thrown something into a TV or computer screen. I have not. I learned the hard way to know the value of any possession. When I’m angry I work out or go target practicing.

played strip poker. I have. It was when Vincent and I were young and partied a lot. We did a lot of stuff that I don’t do anymore back then.

gone commando. I have not. Well, if it hadn’t happened when I was young then it probably didn’t happen at all. 

performed on stage. I have not. But Vincent had wanted to be a rockstar, until uncle Giovanni set him straight.

ate a whole carton of ice cream in one sitting by myself. I have not. When I’m hungry I fix myself a proper meal.

accidentally sent an inappropriate text message to my mom that was intended for my girlfriend/boyfriend? When I had a mom, I didn’t have a phone. When I had a phone, I didn’t have mother anymore.

I tag @candycottonchu @mrsracooney @eslanes @something-wicked-sims @sani-sims4 @digital-deluxe and everyone else who wants to have fun.