#also ideas for other accessories and clothing items for him will be good

[jadethebluereblogs]

I made Lou a little turtleneck :(((((( I love him

I need some ideas for appliqués to put on the front tho. I think I’m gonna attach each one to a safety pin so I can make them interchangeable and stuff. Lou is also trying to figure out his personal style right now so the ideas might help him out

[impishjesters]

Im so obsessed with the nonsexual intimacy headcannon between reader and Jax. They are SO good! You're wonderful at writing Jax as well, it feels v in character!! (Even if we only have one ep. :P)

If you like, I would love to see your take on Jax with a reader who makes stuff to show affection. Clothes, art, ect. ect.

If not, that's fine! I love reading through your blog enough on its own, haha!

Jax with a gift-giving affection s/o

warning(s): none A/N: You can't tell me Jax wouldn't get irritable during craft time, patience isn't his strong suit in this situation and he'd definitely overreact if something wasn't going as planned. It's craft time baby, not nuclear codes, you can breathe baby.

Jax isn’t the biggest fan of physical affection, he can but there’s a limit to how much he’ll tolerate.

Being shown your affection by handmade gifts? Well, he’s not used to receiving stuff like this but it’s an absolute breath of fresh air to the idea of being touched all the time.

If you’re his s/o then he’s a lot nicer about the stuff you make him, even if he doesn’t know what it is or have a use for it. (you could gift this bitch a rock with googly eyes and pipe cleaners and he’d still thank you and display it in his room, but in the back of his head he’s questioning what the hell this is and why you’re giving it to him)

If you aren’t dating yet then he’ll still accept the gifts but he’s more forward in asking what something is if he’s unsure. Which could sound like a genuine question or a flat-out rude statement, really depends.

Clothing and accessories are his favorite gifts because not only does he get to look snazzy, but he gets to show them off and rub it in other people’s faces that not only does he look bitchin’ but it’s you who made it for him.

He’s not typically vain but your clothing and accessories make his pride skyrocket.

Jax has zero creative crafting skills but he’ll often toss out an idea for something matching, usually something simple like an accessory but he’ll avoid matching rings. It feels too intimate, similar to certain other matching-themed items.

Now if you manage to rope him into making something with you, IE you supplying it and just sitting there making something together but separately.

The most this boy can make is a bead bracelet, the knot is awful so you’ll have to fix it later when he’s not looking. But hey, you get a one-of-a-kind Jax bracelet that looks like a child teenager made it. (he doesn’t have the patience for anything fancier)

Aside from clothing, Jax also favours any art stuff, especially if it’s of him. Since they won’t get as seen in his room he’s taken to displaying some of them around the tent with a not-so-vague threat that if anything happened to them he’d make sure the punishment followed the crime. (no Caine, you don't get to have an opinion, the picture is staying)

His favourite works stay safely in his room though, you don’t know it but he likes to look at them when he’s missing you. ew emotions

It doesn’t compare skill-wise, but Jax does occasionally try and gift you something in return.

Gangle somehow managed to rope Jax into joining her when crafting one time, saying it would be a nice little surprise to make something for you. (she was just lonely, she feels bad using you as an excuse like that but it worked!)

Once in a blue moon he’ll join Gangle to make you something, it’s a miracle Gangle puts up with him because his frustrations get a little wild for no reason. (he’s like a grumpy toddler in need of a nap time when he gets upset over crafting, man has no patience for the glue to dry)

[familiarscars]

Lost In Control | Bad Omens | CHAPTER 11

adult content | minors do NOT interact.

⋆ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. Bad Omens X ex-girlfriend and singer!Reader.

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. You and Noah had a difficult ending, but you still need to support each other for the band.

⋆ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒). melancholy, ex-boyfriends, difficult relationships, alcohol abuse, swearing, drug addiction, violence.

It's okay to not agree with the characters' attitudes during the fic. It's good to remember that the story is fiction from the author's sick mind, and of course they will make dubious decisions according to my fantasies. Nothing is done to be compared to reality.

A bitter taste in your mouth and the pulsing in your head were cruel reminders of the hangover. You sat on the bed, holding your slightly warm forehead as the room spun gently, flashing disjointed glimpses of the previous night in your mind. All you could recall was asking to stay home alone after having a few drinks with your friends.

A groan escaped your lips as your eyes landed on the grotesque mess of your room—of your house in general. An absurd urge rose to deal with the unpacked boxes still holding your belongings and the suitcases stuffed with clothes.

There was no point in keeping those bags packed as if everything could return to how it was with the snap of a finger. You needed to accept that this was your new life, and there was no use fighting it.

After stepping out of the shower with a towel wrapped around your head and a toothbrush clinging to the side of your lips, you searched for clothes amid the piles on the floor. Tossing skirts, dresses, pants, and socks into the air, you paused when your fingers brushed against a T-shirt at the bottom of a box. Closing your eyes, you caught its scent—it hadn’t changed. Slipping it on felt like being wrapped in his arms again, if only for a moment.

A few items later, you found a locked wooden box. Glancing around, you spotted pliers among your nail accessories and pressed the tip against the padlock until it popped open. Inside were hundreds of printed photographs—every single one of just the two of you.

It had been so long since you smiled like that. If you didn’t know every detail of his face by heart, you might have thought those weren’t even the two of you in the pictures.

Old napkins with autographs scrawled on them—every one you’d signed for him after bar performances. He’d kept them all. Your fingers traced the messy handwriting you used to have, and a silly smile graced your face.

“So this is what you’ve been wanting back,” you muttered to yourself before putting everything back in the box. “Should’ve burned this crap when I had the chance.”

You had thought that burying the box deep beneath your clothes would also bury the memories that came with it. Ever since he turned his back on you without even hearing what you had to say the night before, you’d tried to think about anything but him.

"Alright, Noah. You did the right thing not listening to me," you grumbled, heading to the bathroom to spit out the toothpaste, rinse your mouth, and stare at your reflection in the mirror. “I do everything better on my own anyway.”

Gerard was still a weight in your life, a burden you wanted to cut loose as quickly as possible. But to do that, you needed to act, no matter the cost. Bad Omens had no shadow of new material for the album, which meant more time with him hovering over everyone.

That had to change.

Barefoot, feeling the cold floor beneath you, you walked down the hallway, fingers sliding along the banister, which echoed with that odd, creaky sound. You began pacing back and forth, pen in hand. A kind of anxious energy grew inside your chest, but ideas slipped away like sand through your fingers.

There was nothing. No melody, no line worth keeping. As if nothing inspired you anymore—unless you were high.

The thought was a spark. You knew what you needed to do.

The instant the first line disappeared beneath the swipe of a card, the world transformed. First came the heat, spreading through your body like a controlled wildfire. Then, space seemed to stretch, as though the walls were made of rubber, and your perception opened up like an infinite fan. The world was no longer the same.

Now you could see sounds.

The first sound came from the simple scratch of fingers against a metal surface, a tiny rhythm that echoed and vibrated in your head like thunder. That was all you needed. You sat cross-legged on the floor, pulling paper toward you. A melody began to take shape, hesitant at first, but soon you were sketching each note with precision.

With each new line of powder, the music gained another dimension. The beat in your head morphed into something visceral, something real. I watched you turn into it... The phrase seemed to emerge from somewhere deep inside, and you scrawled it with such force you nearly tore the paper.

Another line. Another phrase.

Every moment you returned from the haze, something new took form:

"This life was all it had to be Designed but not for you and me..."

The lyrics spilled out like a confession, something you might not even have known was there until that moment. Every chord you strummed on the guitar in your living room, every word you breathed out with your cigarette smoke, felt more intimate, more deranged. The riff grew intense, and you let yourself dance alone, fingers gliding over the strings.

The rhythm of the pen against the paper merged with the pounding of your heart and the sway of your hair as the melody gained its identity. It felt as though you were carving out a piece of yourself, tearing it from raw flesh to transform pain into music. The ending came like an explosion.

"The empty husk of a flawed design There is nothing else left inside Within the silence of this illusion Is there anything more than human?"

Slowly, you let go of the pen, leaning your head back, breathless, as sweat dripped down the back of your neck. At that moment, the front doorbell rang. You had a song. This time, a real song, not the trash you had presented at the label. You definitely had a song.

"Anything human..." Jolly seemed to toy with the words that named the song for a moment. You got excited as you gave a quick demonstration, and he looked thrilled with the idea from the start.

“What do you think?” you asked, nodding toward him as you removed the guitar from your lap. “There are some elements that could be interesting to add to the final result, like a slightly more electronic base. You know?”

“It’s a damn great song!” he exclaimed enthusiastically, raising his eyebrows, and your shoulders finally relaxed. “But I’m a little concerned about your creative process…” His eyes swept across the mess in the room before landing back on you. “Okay, we’re way behind on delivering the album, and we don’t have much…”

“We don’t have anything,” you interjected to correct him. “We have nothing yet, and Noah doesn’t seem too worried about it since all he ever does is criticize what I make.”

“But the problem is, every time you get hyped during a creative process, it messes with your head. And I’m no idiot, girl—I know your little tricks to keep yourself inspired. If having a quick album is going to cost me a band member, I’d rather stay at square one!” he warned, pointing his finger at you.

“I can handle it myself, okay? Now let’s get back to the music and the band!”

“It really is a good song.”

“I need you to tell Noah that it was your idea and that you wrote it alone.”

You barely finished the request before Jolly adjusted his posture on the sofa, looking confused.

“Why would I do that?”

“Because you know that when he’s sulking about something, he manages to turn it into nothing more than a pile of garbage in his eyes. That’s what he’s been doing with me,” you explained, trying to suppress a smile. “If you say I wrote this song, he’ll definitely discard it, and we’ll be back at square one. And I doubt that, like me, you don’t have your own reasons for wanting this album to be finished already.”

He considered your words for a moment. Reluctant as he was, he had to admit you were right, knowing his friend as well as he did.

“Of course, I’m not going to let him discard a song like this, but even if I go along with your suggestion, I still think it’s a ridiculous idea,” Jolly said, rolling his eyes as he grabbed the sheet of paper again to analyze your work. “Did your idea of talking to him not work?”

“He’d rather face the devil in his true form than see me in front of him, Jolly.” Propping yourself up on your hands, you stared at him with a pout. “Noah decided that I don’t exist, not even within the band’s boundaries. It’s like I’m really not there, and that’s fine.”

“Fine?” he asked, tearing his attention from the sheet again.

“I feel like the best thing he can do for himself is stay away from me. We can deal with it, right? But if he thinks I’m going to leave my band because of him and our personal issues just because he’s decided he can keep interfering in my life, he’s dead wrong.”

“You’re so stubborn I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if you two were made for each other.”

“You’re wrong. Terribly wrong, Mr. Joakim!”

He clearly didn’t believe your words, judging by the ironic huff and eye roll he gave before returning his attention to the song’s lyrics on the paper.

The studio was enveloped in a comfortable dimness, with faint lights reflecting off the perfectly aligned instruments. The silence preceding rehearsal was almost ceremonial. Noah stood before the microphone, adjusting his headphones while the others exchanged glances, aligning themselves to start.

“Alright, let’s go.” His voice cut through the air with firmness, but there was something in the way he held the stand, in his eyes avoiding direct contact.

The first beat was like a held breath, the bass pulsing gently before the smooth guitar chords emerged, as if asking permission to exist. Noah tilted his head, closing his eyes for a moment, feeling the music flow within him before he began to sing.

His voice was hoarse, laden with emotion, every word cutting through the silence like a blade. He held the notes with precision, but there was a controlled desperation, a longing that was impossible to ignore. The others instinctively adjusted, following his lead. The drums entered like a racing heartbeat, while the guitar intensified, driving the music to something more visceral, rawer.

“That was fucking good!” he said with what seemed like the shadow of a smile at the end of the song, giving Jolly a quick handshake. “You nailed it, but I didn’t know you had something in mind; we could’ve worked on it together.”

Jolly’s gaze darted between Noah and you, and after taking a deep breath, he simply shrugged. “I was just as surprised at how quickly this song landed in my lap.”

“With a few adjustments, we’ve hit the tone for the new album. It feels like it’s finally easier to know where we’re heading,” Noah declared, still with his back to you. You rolled your eyes at the sheer amount of obviousness he spouted. From this angle, it was amusing how flustered he got when he wasn’t the first to figure something out.

“I have another idea!” You raised your hand, waving it enthusiastically, the excitement coursing through you undeniable. You shifted your weight back and forth, catching everyone’s attention except his. “Each track’s intro could contain a coded message, like clues to the central story. Since you love being a trailblazer, I thought of using your voice, Noah. What do you think?”

From this distance, you could see his hand clenching the microphone tighter than necessary. He recognized that euphoric tone and the insatiable urge to provoke him—he knew you were high.

“I think it’s a good idea!” Ruffilo chimed in.

“Me too. Actually, I already have an idea for how it could start,” Jolly added, pulling the same thoughtful face he always did when brainstorming.

“I’ve never heard a dumber idea in my entire life,” Noah said softly, placing the mic stand back in its spot, still refusing to look at you. “Don’t tell me you want to burden us with this melancholic nonsense like the last thing you produced?”

“I asked for your opinion on the idea, not your permission,” you retorted sarcastically.

Noah grunted as if hearing you was physically painful.

“You’re right—some projects shouldn’t see the light of day, like that song of yours. But I don’t get why you’re so offended when creating useless things has always been your specialty.” You shrugged, sitting atop the sound output box. “Just look at your desk drawer—how many songs has Bad Omens released, and how many were actually written by me, Jolly, or you?”

“What the fuck are you talking about!” he snapped. “You talk like you’ve done everything by yourself all these years!”

“Guys, I think that’s enough for today, right?” Folio chuckled awkwardly, jumping off the drum set as he noticed Noah tense up.

“The math doesn’t add up, Noah!” you mocked. “So, every time you refer to something I wrote, just open your drawer and count how many of your songs actually made it out of there.”

Silencing him in his moments of arrogance was one of your greatest talents, and nothing satisfied you more than that. “Honestly, Jolly’s voice would work much better for this intro idea. Who’s in favor?”

Your neck stretched as a triumphant smile spread across your face when everyone, except Noah, raised their hands immediately. He glanced at each of them, as if silently promising vengeance, and the sweetness of defeating him was palpable.

“Then it’s settled, folks!” you cheered, clapping your hands with a satisfied grin.

Gradually, your smile faded as he slowly turned around, his expression dark, especially around his eyes. His breathing came in measured scales, as if it was difficult for him, and as his eyes locked with yours, you stood up. You were ready to stand your ground if necessary, but there was no way he’d win this time.

“Bye.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.”

All the guys said simultaneously. “Man, I’m starving. Catch you later.”

They disappeared in the snap of a finger, leaving her alone with the very reincarnation of the devil in the form of a man. Noah approached with slow steps, and the wind deliberately brought his scent. Even at this reasonable distance, he seemed to emanate enough electricity to make the hairs on her arms stand on end.

“Well, look who broke the little silence game.

“You’re pathetic.”

“That line is mine, hey!” you pointed out.

Another step, and Noah was too close, leaning his body down so they were at the same height. He braced one hand against the wall. You tried to step back, but the speaker right behind you limited your movement, forcing you to step to the side—nothing that stopped him from following you like a bloodhound. If he cultivated a good sense of hearing, he could probably hear how your heart was pounding against your chest from the proximity of your faces.

“Every time I’m talking to you, I want you to look at me,” he ordered, lifting my chin so that my gaze left his sculpted lips and locked onto his blazing eyes. “Congratulations.”

He said in a whisper that churned your stomach.

“I understand that liars have difficulty speaking while looking into someone’s eyes, but in time you’ll learn. Just like you’ve been learning to lie better and better.”

“Do you want me to thank you for the compliment?” you retorted in a biting tone as low as his and almost managed to crack the smirk on his rigid posture if he hadn’t corrected himself in time.

“They might all fall for this ridiculous talk of yours, but I know the song is yours.”

“So you admit you were praising a work done by me?” you asked, reducing the distance between you two. Your tongue moistened your lip as you heard him gasp from the short space between your bodies, and you couldn’t help but feel your skin tingle at the sensation of his eyes analyzing your face. “Still my number one fan, Noah Sebastian?”

He looked feverish, battling between gritting his teeth at your insolence and resisting being so close. Noah took another step forward, planting a single hand on your jaw, and your back collided with the wall, your hair scattering across it.

“Stop,” he growled without much confidence.

His closed eyes brushed the tip of his nose against yours as the compression of your bodies became stronger. You gasped as his leg pressed between yours and the pressure he applied to your jaw while dragging his face along yours was about to make your body explode.

Struggling against his hand and the alternating temperature of your body, you tilted your chin so that your lips came closer together. You could taste the flavor of his lips on yours, always soft and perfectly fitting as if they were made for this. Gently, the moment allowed you to brush against each other slowly, feeling the texture of his sculpted skin that seemed to remain the same after all this time.

But something pulled him out of the trance suddenly, and Noah grabbed your jaw again as he pulled you closer to deliver a message into your ear.

“Don’t seek me out with an intention like this again unless you’re capable of remembering what happened the next day,” he said in a rigid tone as he released you.

Your body cooled so quickly that you guessed you were a little stunned.

“And that shirt is mine. What happened to the story that you’d gotten rid of everything that belonged to me?”

You were furious. After the ecstasy, the excitement, and all the strange things that messed with you whenever you wore this crap, fury was the stage that seemed to linger the longest when it took over your body. Arms crossed, you watched him walk away as if nothing had happened. In fact, he was satisfied with having tied the score.

He had managed to humiliate you.

“Want it back?” you asked and saw him glance over his shoulder.

“Of course I do.”

Nodding and biting your lips, you uncrossed your arms, and without breaking eye contact in his direction, you grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it off completely. Luckily, you were wearing a matching lingerie set, and your sweet smile only deepened as you crumpled the piece and threw it against his wide-eyed face.

“Wait!” he called out, trying to follow as you strutted out of the studio. “Where do you think you’re going like that?”

“Home!” you replied as if it were obvious, shrugging as you stepped through the door.

Outside, the guys were eating, and their jaws dropped, along with slices of pizza from their mouths, as they saw you walking around in nothing but your underwear and boots.

“HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?!” Noah roared, trying to keep up. “Get back inside and put some clothes on, now!”

“Or?” you challenged him, the wind sweeping the strands of hair from your face as you walked backward and flipped him off when he didn’t move. “Like I said: You’re pathetic.”

“What are you laughing at?”

⭑ @collisionofyourkissmakesitsohard ; @iluvmewwwww75 ; @anarchydomainglory ; @foliosgirl ; @lma1986 ; @chey-h ; @supersquirrel1996 ; @zozaline

[oc-ology]

How to make a good character reference

First and foremost, a good character reference is one that clearly and concisely tells you about an OC. Not only are they helpful to keep your art or descriptions of them consistent but if someone else will be drawing or writing about them, then a reference is typically a necessity so they can draw the character accurately. I’ll be going into how to make both a good visual and written reference, as well as tips that apply to both of them.

Special thanks to Lotus and Calico for giving some additional perspectives for me to think about, as well as anon for suggesting this topic!

Good Visual References

A reference sheet is a way for artists to easily see a character’s design for drawing them. At its simplest, this can be a simple, full-body illustration with little embellishment but some people will do full turnarounds (front, side and back views) or additional outfits for a character with props and other illustrations for a more artistic reference sheet. Regardless of your approach, your reference should clearly show a character’s basic features and, typically, the clothes they most often wear (whether that is a single outfit or multiple).

Adding notes to the sheet can be very helpful, such as a character’s height, specific facial features or a description of the kind of clothes they wear (like colours, aesthetics, fashion style and clothing preferences). If a character is often seen with a prop or item (such as weapons or mobility aids), then it’s important to also include those in your reference and make a note on the frequency of their use. Finally, if your design has pieces of clothing or props that have specific terminology, it can be helpful to include that terminology so it’s easier for others to search for more references.

Flat Colours vs Shaded/Rendered: I’ve seen some people complain about references that are shaded or rendered as it can often make it hard to colour pick from the reference. This can easily be remedied with a colour palette that is clearly labelled for what colour is used for what part. Using two of my own references as an example, you can see that my reference sheet for Eren doesn’t have any shading, making colour-picking easy. Comparing that to my reference sheet for Vex, the art for him is shaded but this is remedied with a clear colour palette on the left with labels saying what that colour is primarily used for. As a final comparison to a reference sheet that I feel fails in this regard, my sheet for Eris (nudity warning) has several outfits that are fully shaded but do not have a full colour palette outside of their basic features. However, since this character would be drawn in many other different outfits and the sheet was for personal use only, this doesn’t bother me too much.

Complicated designs: For designs with complex elements such as lots of accessories or intricate tattoos, it can be helpful to draw a larger version of these on the reference. This makes it a lot easier to draw them consistently in future as they’ll be clear and you won’t need to spend time zooming in or around your design. Additionally, if you character has a tattoo or very specific fur markings then it can also be helpful to create a transparent version of them. This way, anyone drawing your character can use that transparent version rather than drawing it by hand or, for those that do want to draw it by hand, they again have a very clear design to reference. Also, it can be helpful to have a simplified design for people with art styles that work better with less detail or for animating purposes.

Mannerisms: This is more so for references that will be sent to other artists for commissions, requests, gifts, etc. It can be helpful to have a small section on what a character’s mannerisms or way of holding themselves is like. This gives artists a jumping off point for ideas on poses or character interactions as a blank slate can be hard to come up with ideas for. It’ll also mean that if, for example, you have a shy character then they won’t be mischaracterised in art by being drawn with an overconfident posture. It’s best to use simpler words (such as annoying vs vexatious) as it can become confusing for people for who English is not their first language.

Good Written References

A good written reference can be split into two types.

The first is for describing their appearance, typically used for sending to artists when you don’t have an existing visual reference. For this, it can be helpful to go over the points of what I wrote for a visual reference and just translate that to a written description. Bullet points are the easiest way to do this as it gives artists something quick and easy to reference but it can also be helpful to link to images to give a better idea of what you want. 

Pale skin with light freckles.

Lavender hair that gets slightly lighter at the tips and slightly darker at the roots. It is mostly-straight, shoulder-length and covers some of the face. Two small horns poke out of the top of his head.

Grey-blue eyes. Should look sleepy or lidded.

Thin-framed glasses with a simple, silver glasses chain (optional)

Black cassock with a black pellegrina and white collarino/tab collar.

For formal occasions, Vex may wear a purple ferraiolo with black, embroidered trim.

Purple stole with a symmetrical design.

At the bottom of the stole is the Leviathan cross.

Around the chest, there are the five alchemical symbols for fire, air, spirit, earth and water (in order from top to bottom).

Has a rosary with dark, wooden beads and small ivory beads in an alternating pattern that ends with an inverted cross (also known as the St. Peter’s cross).

Wears platform boots with metal toe caps.

Without the boots, Vex comes to 5’3”. The boots make him a lot taller, around 5’6”.

Sometimes wears half-palm gloves made of black leather.

This is the basic written reference that I had for Vex before I drew him a reference sheet. It makes it clear what they look like and any artist working with the description would be able to draw him semi-accurately from this alone. It can be hard to balance the necessary amount of detail with keeping things concise - large paragraphs can be overwhelming and even off-putting to others.

The second type of written reference is a reference specifically used when writing. While a lot of the same principles apply, you’ll often want to go into more detail regarding the character’s mannerisms, way of speech and dynamic with other characters. There are numerous great guides on how to write a good character reference or profile, all using different approaches. Personally, I like to use these five categories for writing a character’s reference.

Basic Details: This includes a basic description of a character, as well as their name and any other surface-level details about them such as age, date of birth, gender and sexuality, basic personality traits, etc. If the setting is fantasy or sci-fi, then I would also include anything that would fall under this category in-universe, such as species or magical alignment. This section is not for digging deep but more to give an overview on the character.

Personality: It can be really easy to boil down a character’s personality to a few simple traits like in the first section. However, characters will often act differently in different scenarios and have specific reasons as to why they act a certain way. How do they act when they’re alone vs when they’re around others, both those they trust and those they do not? Do they mask certain parts of their personality? What fears does the character have and how does that impact how they go through life? These are all things that can heavily influence how a character behaves and talks.

Mannerisms: Here, you’ll want to describe your character’s body language and demeanour such as how they walk and carry themselves, as well as first impressions from strangers. You can also go into any habits a character has, including whether they are aware of those habits and perhaps try to hide or overcome them.

History: A character’s past will usually define a lot of how they conduct themselves in the present. Here, you’ll want to include information on their upbringing, influential moments (or “canon-events”) in their life and their caregivers, if applicable. This can add context to certain behaviours or actions from the character.

Relationships: Finally, go into important relationships for the character. When I say important, I mean write about relationships to characters that are either contextually relevant (such as to the current scene or overall plot/story) or characters that have had a large impact on them. For example, the barista that you character always gets coffee from probably isn’t going to be relevant… unless you’re writing a coffee-shop romance where the barista is likely to be a recurring character. A character’s family that doesn’t appear in the story may not be relevant now… but the way that they influenced the character’s upbringing is relevant when it comes to establishing their backstory and foundational relationships.

General Tips

Non-human/original species: If your character is not human or is an original species, make sure to include any key features that are unique to that species and link to any relevant design documents for them. It’s a lot easier for someone to use your reference than it is to go searching for that information themselves.

What actually makes your reference good? This is hard to answer because what I think is good is probably contradicted by countless other people. Also, some advice for one kind of reference won’t necessarily be helpful for a different kind of reference. A good foundation for a reference will always be what you find helpful.

Keep it concise: Oftentimes, there’s so much information that we hold about an OC in our heads and it can be tempted to include absolutely everything into their reference. But remember that the key purpose of a reference is to make it easy to understand the main points about a character or design. Regardless of if you go further in-depth, always make sure to have a clear overview of them at the very beginning that can be easily referenced.

[sasaranomiya]

Koukyuu no Karasu Bonus Story: The Silver-Haired Sea Merchant

Warning: This short story takes place after Volume 7 and contains spoilers for the ending!

So the gist of the series ending is: Jusetsu is no longer the Raven Consort and decides to travel the world along with Jiujiu, Onkei, and Tan Kai as sea merchants.

It was said that those islands were created from the husk of a serpent.

“The sea god went to the deep, deep bottom of the sea. The only one who can see him and hear his voice is the shaman queen.”

The old man, who was completely drunk, slurred his words, a cup of alcohol in hand. Next to him, Tan Kai had his chin in his hands and was listening with an interested smile, while opposite him, Onkei had a sour look on his face. He hated drunks. Jusetsu looked between the two of them as she bit into the pork on the bone. It was gently simmered and had a sweet and spicy flavor. Apparently, it was a specialty of this restaurant, and the old man, seeing that Jusetsu and her friends were travelling merchants, generously treated them to a meal.

The old man was a fisherman who lived in this port town on Kada, and his arms were covered in scaly tattoos. It appeared that few people on Kada or Karoku had tattoos like that anymore, but the old man proudly rolled up his sleeves to show them off, calling them the pride of a fisherman.

“But putting that aside, you have beautiful silver hair.”

The old man gazed at Jusetsu’s hair with drowsy eyes. Her shining silver hair was tied back, and she was dressed in black robes. Jusetsu, who was in her twenties, attracted attention even when she was wearing unrefined men’s clothing.

“I heard that in the country of Shou, the silver-haired bloodline had died out. You’d better be careful not to catch the eye of strange folk. Around here, silver hair means slaves.”

Jusetsu nodded. This was what her merchant master, Un Chitoku, had told her when she first came to Kada. In Kada, those with silver hair, whether they were men or women, were slaves and bought and sold by slavers. She was to be extremely careful as to avoid being misunderstood or kidnapped.

She had assumed that having silver hair wouldn’t be a problem in a foreign country, but it seemed that wasn’t the case. Despite her caution, she had run into trouble many times in Kada. She had considered dyeing it, but that would be a waste of water, and Tan Kai claimed that it would be better if people remembered her face and name instead. If she became famous as a silver-haired merchant, she wouldn’t be mistaken for someone else or get kidnapped. Jiujiu agreed, saying, “It would be such a shame to dye that beautiful silver hair. Niangniang has done nothing wrong, so there is no need to dye it.” That was just like her. Onkei was worried, but also agreed that it was a good idea when thinking about the future. And so, Jusetsu kept her silver hair. In other words, she must become a great sea merchant.

“Shall we return to the ship now?” Onkei asked, looking at the plate that now held only bones. The old man had already fallen into a drunken doze. After finishing their business in Kada, they planned to return to Shou via Ake. Jiujiu had already returned to the ship and was preparing for the voyage.

“Did you two forget to buy anything?” Jusetsu checked with them as they left the restaurant and headed for the port. Tan Kai and Onkei responded in the negative.

“What about you, Niangniang?” Tan Kai asked. “You didn’t forget to buy a present for Dajia like last time, did you?”

“I didn’t forget that time. I only assumed he didn’t want anything. And then…”

He had been very disappointed. Even though as the emperor, he would have been presented with a countless number of precious and expensive items.

Tan Kai chuckled. Onkei glared at him, but seemed to agree, judging by his silence.

“I bought something for him this time, so don’t worry,” Jusetsu said, even as she began to worry that she might have forgotten something.

“Gold hair accessories for Kajou…a jade paperweight for Koushun…” Jusetsu counted the people she had prepared gifts for on her fingers. “Senri…Ishiha…Kougyou, Keishi…and then…ah,” she muttered and stopped walking.

“Oh no, I forgot about Ei Sei.” She turned around hastily. “He doesn’t look like it, but he holds deep grudges, so he’d surely keep nagging me if I were to forget his present. Maybe I should buy him some tea utensils, but if I buy something half-hearted, that would make him even angrier…”

Jusetsu muttered to herself as she hurried back to town. Tan Kai and Onkei looked at each other. Tan Kai broke into a grin, and Onkei also couldn’t help but smile.

[vidavalor]

Alright, I have two questions: Would Aziraphale be considered a dandy? And would Crowley be considered a dandy as well?

Hi @rougeside4! 💕Interesting question! I have macaroni & cheese tonight, if you'd like some. Felt appropriate for this ask for no particular reason. 😊 Instead of my take on whether or not they would be, how about I do you one better and offer up some idea of what Crowley and Aziraphale's take on dandies might be?

There is a S1 scene in which dandyism is referenced in the wordplay but it very much sounds like Crowley would resent being called a dandy because Aziraphale is using it to tease him alongside other words that Crowley definitely isn't.

The dandy-related word is velocipede.

On the "perfectly normal velocipede" scene with a related detour to the use of the word normal in wordplay in 2008 and to... Before the Beginning?!... under the cut.

In different scenes in both seasons to date, Crowley and Aziraphale have scenes where they are flirting with one another using a classic form of sexual euphemism: modes of transportation. Horses, cars, bicycles, and the like are made into a metaphor for one another. In S2, Aziraphale makes The Bentley into a sexual metaphor for Crowley but, back in S1, The Bentley was actually Aziraphale in the scenes following Anathema being hit by the car. Instead, Aziraphale spent much of the aftermath flirting with Crowley by way of using Anathema's bicycle to stand in for Crowley.

This all begins when Anathema's bike is damaged in the accident and Aziraphale uses his magic to fix it. The fixed mode of transportation becomes a metaphor for Aziraphale's healed ride of a partner. By the time they're all in the car, Crowley is joking with Aziraphale about him using miracles-- actual angelic magic-- to fix the bicycle. He gets Aziraphale's joke about the bike being him and pokes fun at how Aziraphale used Heavenly miracles to fix the human-made bike and miracles of a more human sort 😉 on the supernatural Crowley.

"Oh, Lord. Heal this bike," jokes Crowley. (Poor Anathema in the backseat like wtf is happening 😂).

To which Aziraphale replies with some pun-happy transportation innuendo, of course. "I got carried away."

Apparently loves himself a good car pun, the angel does. From the S2 car innuendo scene: "I'll be very, very careful."

He'll be very careful with the car and then very full of metaphorical car upon his return if you give him the keys, Crowley... 🤭

Anyway, so, they get to the cottage where Anathema is staying and, as we know, Anathema notices that her bike has changed. Unlike the guy in the graveyard in S2 who was fine with an upgrade and a Scottish flag added to his phone, Anathema insists that her bike didn't have gears before. She is correct; it didn't. Aziraphale has miracled them onto the bicycle as part of his joke to Crowley.

Gears are a very Crowley-esque part of a bicycle. Gears, in a transportation sense, are a set of interconnected wheels that affect the speed of an engine, right? They're related to the crank of a bicycle. Crowley's signature thing is a crank tool and, after S2, we know that when he and Aziraphale first met, they cranked up the gears to start the engine of the universe together.

Bicycle gears like those Aziraphale put on Anathema's bike include a silver belt and chains-- like Crowley's snake belt and necklaces/tie-- and the word gear can be slang for clothing and accessories... but also for personal items or equipment as well.

The bicycle that is metaphorically Crowley having gears allows the rider to have more control over the ride, including over its speed.

So, Aziraphale miracles Anathema's bike back to how it was after she notices and tries to play it off as if Anathema is just disoriented from the fall, saying that her bike-- which is still, even without the gears, metaphorically Crowley here-- is "a perfectly normal velocipede."

What could that mean and what could it have to do with dandyism?

Normal was (disgustingly) slang for a long time for heterosexual. The word also breaks down to nor mal or not mal, so... not bad.

Bad has one of the wildest etymological histories of any word as it comes from the Old German baeddel and it originally meant-- olden days phrasing here-- "a womanish man." Crowley seems to very much love the word bad and happily uses it as self-descriptive, as we saw in 2008, when he used it twice in reference to himself while flirting with Aziraphale, such as in:

The same 2008 scene in 1.01 also has Crowley making a joke around the word normal when he talks about raising the antichrist with Aziraphale. He's joking with Aziraphale that the two of them being so queer makes them hilarious choices to raise the son of Thaddeus Dowling.

The word normal comes from the Latin normalis and norma, which meant the tool used to make right angles-- a carpenter's square. Square is circa 1940s-1960s slang for being out of touch and uncool. Being normal is being a carpenter's square and a carpenter's square is a Jesus freak.

On one level, Crowley is talking about how the kid won't be good or bad, just a typical person, because he and Aziraphale will cancel each other out in terms of influence. On the other level, he appears to be dryly joking about the Republicans they're going to go live with and how a guy like Thaddeus would view sexual orientation as a learned thing and saying that he and Aziraphale are so queer that they're probably going to cancel that out each other's "influence" in that way, too, and wind up raising another straight, repressed Republican.

So, that's normal. What about velocipede?

Velocipede is Old French and translates as "swift foot"-- a little dig at Crowley driving too fast. However, it's also the name for the original versions of the bicycle. The nickname for the velocipede was the dandy-horse, on account of what group of people were most enthusiastic about it.

A "perfectly normal velocipede", then, is a politically conservative, heterosexual, not at all into gender fuckery, clunky, old dandy.

So... basically, the complete opposite of Crowley. 😂 As Aziraphale's evident delight in teasing Crowley with tongue firmly in cheek shows here:

Crowley protests by declaring himself the much more modern sense of the term: "Bicycle."

Bicycle has a simple root-- it just literally means two wheels. Crowley correctly identifying Anathema's bike on the surface and, under it, self-identifying himself as the complete opposite of a perfectly normal velocipede... as Aziraphale well knows.

Technically, if we're talking about the literal bicycle, Aziraphale is not using an incorrect word, just an outdated one. A velocipede is also the word for a wheeled mode of transportation that is powered by its rider. Bicycles and tricycles are types of velocipedes but language has developed away from using velocipede entirely. Nowadays, we're much more likely to say something is "like a bicycle" or "a kind of bicycle" than we would be to say that something is a velocipede. I tend to think that Aziraphale is being entirely cheeky here and definitely would say bicycle is the more accurate metaphor for Crowley here and used velocipede to tease him. I see the dandy horse reference as being tongue-in-cheek but if your heart is set on the idea that they view one another as one then you could probably use this to justify it. It's a little interpretable.

Personally, I think that Crowley isn't fond of being labeled a dandy. There's a difference between someone with an appreciation for beauty and a sense of refinement and someone who is a dandy and Crowley strikes me as more the former than the latter. I could see Crowley disliking the label because of the aspects of it that are a bit vapid and materialistic. For Aziraphale to jokingly call Crowley a dandy in a list of other things that he is definitely not could be seen as him commenting on how Crowley is not shallow and is too genuine to be labeled as one. I think, in the cutely silly way of this scene, it is actually quite sweet. 😊

[good-beans]

Concept that just popped into my head: Milgram characters doing "get ready with me" videos

Aw, this was so fun!! I always love your hc style of normal au/everyone's chilling, and tried to go the same route -- it was so cute to think about :D

Haruka: Puts on his outfit for the day and explains everything in great detail. He has lots of comfortable items and fun colors. At the very end he speaks off-camera and you realize Muu was standing there cheering him on the whole time. He gets a lot of encouraging comments, and Muu and Fuuta keep an eye on the account to delete any nasty ones that may come in.

Yuno: Shows her outfit, makeup, nails, and bag she’s taking with her. She tries out a variety of styles (not just sticking to the more feminine looks we see in canon). She gives a bit of a tutorial and tips as well as showing things off. Has a main account for her daytime outfits, and a more private one for her nighttime looks. Mahiru is the only one aware of the latter account.

Fuuta: Layers. Lots of layers. There will be three sweatshirts laid out in front of him and you wonder which he’s going to choose before realizing he’s putting them all on. He focuses most on his sneakers and sportswear. He plays loud music over the videos, not knowing what to say. Has gotten into comment-section arguments over those yellow socks.

Muu: Also does a full look at her appearance: nails, accessories, etc. She mentions where you can buy everything, and it’s unclear whether she was sponsored by these brands or is just excited to talk about them. (Whether they’re actually together or not,) she’ll have Haruka on as a guest a lot to show off couple’s outfit ideas. She definitely has the biggest following, and loves recommending Haruka and the others’ accounts.  

Shidou: He doesn’t really know what he’s doing, but his account is getting tons of views so the others keep encouraging him to make videos. He’s just glad to be connecting with the other prisoners as they show him how to do it. He dresses in a mix of the sleek patterned shirts and dad fits, and both types of videos are equally popular. 

Mahiru: None of the serious-faced flirts or little pouty faces – it’s all smiles for her. Every video is basically a full tutorial – she has captions and a voiceover giving commentary on everything. She has the next biggest following, and interacts constantly. She loves getting questions “what should I wear on an x type date?” “How do I dress to impress x type of person?” because she always comes up with the perfect outfit to help. 

Kazui: A bit confused as well, though he does know a lot about style. His interro question makes it seem like he wanted kids – I think he’d really get into the account as one of those “Dad How Do I” types. He talks about matching things, clothes upkeep, shaving/hairstyling. 

Amane: Also wouldn’t have made the videos without prompting from the others, but enjoys it a lot. She usually talks about practical things instead of “vain” fashion: she’s excited to show off a new raincoat, sturdy shoes, useful pockets, etc. Over time, she leans into outfits that are more cute and colorful, gaining confidence in them. 

Mikoto: He started the account as something for one of his design classes, and got really into it. He likes to challenge himself with unique styles and clothing articles, making pretty much anything work. He keeps everything professional in case an employer/coworker sees, but isn’t afraid to add some flirting and flaunting in there. If he’s open about his plurality, he’ll have some special videos, “choosing an outfit for John today!”

Kotoko: Like Amane, she’s more excited about practical outfits. She’ll show off clothes that have good flexibility, places to store and conceal objects, and heavy duty materials. She’ll rate jackets, boots, and other “military-grade” things for what has worked best for her. She’s very attentive to the accounts that follow her – she does full background checks to make sure her info is being used for justice, not more crime. Mahiru convinces her to do a special where she puts all her piercings in and talks about why she chose them/what they mean.

Es: Experiments with a lot of new styles, trying to figure out what they like. They also just play music in the back, not having much to say about each outfit. They'd rather focus on their series of dressing-up-Jackalope videos, much to his dismay...

[creepypastasomethingsomething]

Hi I was wondering if it's all right can I please ask for a yandere Bloody Painter with a quiet and gentle darling that wears Jirai Kai fashion because of their abandonment issues and because it's cute

Can it be where the darling is more scared of him abandoning them then the fact he's kidnapped them and where the darling asks him why he loves them / kidnap them

I'm sorry if this is too much or this sounds weird

You don't take this and have a nice day or night

I hope you also have a nice day or night :)

Also, this fashion is really cute

I hope this is good enough

Yandere Bloody Painter X Quiet and Gentle Reader

TW: Mentions of murder and blood

You were a quiet and gentle person and kind to those around you

That's something Helen, The Bloody Painter, liked about you

You weren't loud or obnoxious, and you weren't mean or bullied others

He also thought you fashion sense was interesting and cute

You caught Helen's eye after he saw you help a lost kid back to his parents when he wandered a bit too far out in the forest, and stumbled into your camping sight

After that, he began to watch you and the way you lived

He decided to wait until you were walking home one night and cloriform you when he was sure nobody was around, and take you back to his home

He stalked you wherever you went, took pictures of you, which he would later paint on a large canvas, and he would usually follow you home without your knowledge

He even made it in your home a few times to watch you sleep, but stopped when he accidentally triggered an alarm when leaving

When he wasn't stalking you, he painted pictures of you and hung them around his house, just so he could admire your beauty

You, on the other hand, didn't seem to know you were being stalked

When Helen triggered an alarm in your home, you only thought someone was breaking into it to steal items or to kill you

You didn't have any idea it was your stalker

Whenever someone was rude or bullied you, like a coworker or a mean neighbor, they always seemed to go missing

That caused the police to come and investigate you, but it was proven that you didn't do anything criminal

Though that didn't stop people from being suspicious, but people left you alone

No one knew that Helen was the cause of all this, and he felt a bit bad that you had to do with his actions

But he did enjoy torturing and killing those who hurt you, and use their blood in his art

After about a year, Helen decided enough was enough and began to form a plan on how to get you to be his

After you woke startled and scared in his basement, Helen tried to comfort you with a bone crushing hug, a kiss to the forehead, and offerd you a glass of cool water

To his surprise, after a few minutes, you didn't seem to mind, but you were a little confused, and shocked, on seeing all the paintings of yourself

Helen explained to you that he loved you with all his heart, and he didn't want you to leave him, and that if you ever tried to escape he would do something he would regret

That's why you were in his basement

You took the news pretty well, considering you were kidnapped by your stalker with a tons of, admittedly impressive, pictures of you

For a few weeks you were pretty distant to Helen, and didn't like being in the basement all the time

So to try and make you more comfortable, Helen would buy you items, such as clothing, accessories and jewelry, that fit the kind of fashion you wore

After a couple of weeks, finally realizing that you would probably never leave, you began to open up to him more, which led to him bringing you up to his room out of the basement, and even told you parts of you past after a couple of months

You told him you were abandoned by different people in your life, like a family member, a significant other. and a "good friend", lus making you being to start to have abandonment issues

To cope with this, you began to wear Jirai Kai fashion, and usually pushed others out of you life if they got too close

You also told him you weren't that scared of him anymore, and didn't seem to care that he kidnapped you

You were more afraid of him abandoning you than anything

With a hug, Helen assured you that he would never do such a thing, and that he loves you more than anything

Then, unexpectedly, you asked him a question you've wanted to ask him of a while

"Why do you love me?"

At first. Helen was speechless, then he snapped out of it

He told you that heloved you for various reasons. For your personality and how gentle you were, and your beauty and how much of a good of a model you were

After many, many, many more compliments about your personality and looks, (and some instances of Helen saying he took care of those "dirty bullies") you seemed convinced that he wouldn't leave you

And Helen was intending to keep it that way

[watatsumiis]

The perks of being loved by the Yashiro Commissioner

Some headcanons about Ayato and how he displays his affections! Done in a list-like format, a little all over the place.

Gender neutral reader, romantic affection (nothing explicit), nicknames mentioned (“dove”, “petal”, "darling", and “my love”).

Word count: ~1.4k

Though he may not be entirely open about it, Ayato can be quite a touchy person and will almost constantly be seeking out physical affection if he's near somebody he's comfortable enough with (and in an appropriate situation to do so). 

With you especially, you find that he 'accidentally' brushes up against you a little too often, fingers grazing over your clothing or his hair tickling you as he leans in close. He seems not to notice (or just pretends not to), but it's hard to miss the way his shoulders relax when he gets to stand close to you. 

Once you're alone, he becomes a little more open, reaching out to touch you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders or waist, absently fixing up parts of your outfit or accessories that have fallen askew, he's akin to a brooding hen and will fret when he doesn't have someone to fuss over. 

Hand holding isn't entirely uncommon, especially when you're beside him at his desk or in bed. He'll just … mindlessly let his hand fall somewhere between you and wait casually for you to take it. If you don't, he'll twitch his fingers at you insistently, a slight frown tugging at his eyebrows, yet he still won't look over at you. He wants it to seem like your idea, not his. 

He also delights in seeing you giggle or smile as he kisses your hand in private and smiles warmly at you. With that encouragement under his belt, he’ll go ahead and shower you with affection and adoration, barely even taking his hands off of you. He’ll set his hands on your hips and nose into your neck, pressing loving little kisses all over you as he chuckles teasingly.

He loves to feed you, expertly handling the chopsticks to dole out the perfect little portions for you to take as he tips your chin up with two fingers. Though he may not be much of a cook, he has a knack for getting the ratios of different parts of the meal perfect when taking some. If you happen to not be very good with chopsticks, he will notice and tease you lightly for it, perhaps offering you his hairband to wrap around them like you're a young child just learning to handle them. Even if you're just as good as he is with them, he'll find some excuse to feed you.

He also likes to share his drinks with you, even the Boba. His noisy slurping is just a tactic to get you to pay attention to the fact that he has a nice fancy drink and goad you into asking him to share. If you're around others, he'll put on the whole song and dance of "It's unhygienic to share straws, just let me have someone fetch you your own." but that's nothing but a shakedown - what he wants to see is that little pout or frown you do that he finds so entirely endearing. 

Once you've given him the reaction he wants, he'll let out a little sigh and a shake of his head as he holds out the drink for you to take a sip (he doesn't let go, you just have to drink it while he's still holding it) while he chides you for being so impatient. 

He's also open to offering you his coat, but only if you ask directly. He'll say things like "Goodness, there is quite a chill in the air today.", and "I did tell you to bundle up." all the while pulling his own coat closer around himself and giving you a look that borders on smug as you eye the item of clothing. He wears enough layers to be warm in almost any weather, losing one won't do him any harm, but he wants you to ask. 

Ayato can be like that quite often, to the point where it's almost frustrating. The way he tugs at the strings to get you to do the things he wants you to feels underhanded at best, but he acts similarly with most people. Coaxing others into doing his bidding is just his way of navigating the world around him. He truly doesn't mean any harm by it, and will always stop if you show signs of annoyance at his antics.

It's almost comedic if you happen to be someone who struggles with social queues or indirect hints, or even if you just decide not to play along at all. Once he realises you're not taking part in his little game of cat and mouse, he gets pouty and huffy, like a spoiled child. He's not going to do anything to stop you if you just take his drink from him, or insistently tug at his coat until he shrugs it off for you to wear - but if you just drop the subject entirely he'll get those watery puppy dog eyes and that little pout. It doesn't take long at all for him to just cave and give you what you need if it seems like you really do need it. 

Ayato loves to accessorise you - getting to pick out your outfits and what extra bits and bobs you'll wear to go with them is always a highlight of his day. When he has time, he's more than happy to help you get dressed in the morning (and do hair and make-up if that's your thing), crooning and fawning over you as he shoos his retainers away - sometimes he just likes to spend some of the morning alone with you. He seems like he'd be the kind of spoiled rich boy who can't even dress himself, but in that regard he's quite the opposite. He has an extensive knowledge of different clothing styles and current fashion trends that spark his interest. 

He doesn't get to partake in these interests much thanks to his highly ranked position - experimenting with different styles of clothing sadly just isn't on the table for him unless it's one of his rare days off or a festival in which it's acceptable to wear a mask the whole time (he enjoys those sorts of festivals for that exact reason), but if you happen to be someone who has a good amount of freedom in how you dress on a day to day basis, rest assured that Ayato will find a way to take advantage of that, even on days when he's too busy to give you more than a rushed good morning kiss on the forehead as he hurries out of the room. 

You'll find brand new clothes and accessories laid out for you regularly, often thanks to Thoma or some other retainer. He reminds you that you needn't feel pressured to wear them, but the way his face lights up when he sees you in his latest choice of outfit makes any discomfort or annoyance entirely worth it. 

Ayato is a kind lover. His love language hinges a lot on quality time and gift giving - his busy job means he’s not allowed to spend as much time with you as he likes, so he makes up for it by showering you with gifts. He’s so generous to the people he loves and you are no exception.

Ayato is a brilliant gift giver when it comes to people he's close with. He pays close attention when they're speaking and makes a point to note things down in his journal. If you spent a few seconds too long looking at something you liked in a stall at the market, he'll buy it for you in a heartbeat, despite any protests you may give. His birthday and holiday presents are always spot on (if a little over the top at times), but that only goes for his loved ones. Everything else gets handed off to his retainers, he just signs off an impersonal message on a fancy piece of card. 

One thing he’s great at is planning. He always plans out dates, almost to the minute. He dislikes how limited the time you spend together is, so he makes sure to fill the time with activities. He makes sure to always pay careful attention when you talk about your interests so he can curate a perfect date for you to both go on. 

Ayato also loves to shower you with tons of praise and affection, as well as nicknames. Some of his favourites include “dove”, “petal”, "darling", and “my love”. Though he’s fairly reserved with his praise for others, he pulls out all the stops for you.

Please don't repost, steal, copy or otherwise plagarise my writing! This includes posting translations to other sites (without credit + permission).

[the1975attheirverybest]

need this matty specifically to rail me to within an inch of my life in that bathtub behind him (minus the socks around it lmaooo) (also no i did not send this ask, you’re wrong)

if it were you who’d sent this ask id check in and ask if you’re okay. But I suppose you are cuz who wouldn’t wanna be railed in a bathtub by this guy?

it’s a shame it’s not you, though….cuz I’ve got some thoughts. They’re unhinged and unrealistic. Do not try this at home kids cuz I suspect it would be cold. But anyways….

Matty heard the sound of her heels as she walked into the bathroom and looked up at the mirror, smiling as her reflection appeared behind him. “You’re not ready yet?” She chastised. “We’re going to be late, you know.”

Matty looked down at himself, then back at her, “what do you mean I’m not ready? I am. Don’t l look good?” He ran a hand through his hair, scrutinizing the grey streak at the front of his hair. “oh, that’s what you’re wearing?” he grinned, “is it not enough?” He glanced at the counter full of products and accessories and then smiled, putting on her leather bracelet, and then her sunglasses “okay, NOW, I’m ready.”

she giggled as he struck a dramatic pose, but she had to admit, he looked way too attractive for this to be a joke. “Hold on, you’re missing one thing.” She grabbed one of the rings off the counter and slid it over his pinkie finger. “There. Now, you’re perfect.” Matty pushed the sunglasses down when he noticed the way that her gaze had lingered on the leather cuff.

An idea occurred to him. A vision, really. He rushed to light the candles that had remained around the bathtub from last night’s elaborate aftercare session, using the cigarette lighter in his pockets. He handed her the sunglasses back before heading for his open suitcase. “Matty, what’re you- we’re already late- people are expecting us!”

“people are boring.” He said, one hand behind his back, hiding what he’d brought back in, his other hand grabbed her by the waist. “Close your eyes and kiss me, yeah?”

***

her knees hit against the porcelain tub as another ruined orgasm evaded her, shaking her body from head to toe. “Please, Matty, please, my love - need-“ she felt suddenly cold when he pulled away from her naked body. he’d driven her crazy, cupping her breasts, kissing in between them, twisting and squeezing her nipples as he pleased, he’d sucked and bitten on her neck, sure to leave a mark that will be difficult to cover up tomorrow. Getting her wet and pushing his clothed center against her throbbing exposed cunt had brought him a smile. “wrists.” He stated simply, and waited for her to offer them willingly for him to tie up above her head. “you wet enough?” A hint of trouble in his question. “sooo wet, pleaseee”

he still slipped his finger inside her to check, taking the chance to tease her a bit. Once certain that it was comfortable, he pulled out the remote controlled bullet vibrator — a purchase made specifically for travel adventures. It’s compact, small, easy to hide, and lends itself nicely to controlling from a distance— slipping it inside of her. “ohh- fuck!” She knew what was coming, and it was torture. He’d clicked it on, taking a moment to enjoy her writhing and moaning against the bathtub before going about his business. “Don’t you dare cum without my say so. You got that?” He announced, casually.

“yeah- yesss.”

her moaning and desperate crying filled the bathroom as he went through her makeup and jewelry items in search of some inspiration. Every now and then, he would remember to click the remote, adjusting the speed or rhythm and hearing her suffer for him. He almost took pity on her when he heard her assure him, without prompting, “I- I- I didn’t cum, I promise. Just- fuck…really really want to.”

he meandered leisurely towards the bathtub and look down, the flickering flames of teacup candles giving him an idea. “you wanna cum?”

“so- so- so much. Please, honey. Please matty….”

as she spoke, matty lifted the candle over her body, tilting it slightly. she shrieked in hot, white pain as the melted wax dripped over her skin. Her back lifting in the air, a feeble attempt to escape her confines. Matty gave her a moment to adjust before repeating the name process again with another candle. as he splattered different colors of wax all over her breasts and stomach, she couldn’t help but clench around the vibrator inside her and, moan, with pain and with pleasure. her gut wrenching cries had turned to small sniffles when he ran out of wax. He sprinkled some of her make up glitter all over her burning skin and pulled out his phone for some photos as she shook and held in her orgasms, dutifully. the flashing phone camera had alerted him to her tear stained cheeks, making him smile. “alright. You’ve had enough, darling.” Gently, he crouched down, reaching over and slipping the toy out of her. she whined pathetically. in response, Matty lined up the shower head with her cunt and turned on the water. He used his empty hand to expose her clit focusing the water stream directly on it. “cum for me, my darling. Let go. Let me have you.”

[suzuran777]

Slow Damage: Clean Dishes Epilogue 4, 5 & 6 Summary

It has been a while! I summarized the first three epilogues some time ago, but because I’ve been very busy I haven’t had much time lately to summarize the remaining three epilogues. Unlike the first ones, the other three are less dark and focus on the main characters spending time together and having fun. I thought it would be a good idea to write a few shorter summaries and combine them into one blog post.

Epilogue 4 It has been two years since the Hare’s Nest Incident. Shiro realizes it's Baku's birthday, but isn't sure how to celebrate it this year. Last year he bought him a birthday cake and they watched movies together, but this year he wants to do something more special. Baku however, doesn't care much about his own birthday and even forgets about it every year. This year is no different and Baku once again doesn't seem to care much, so Shiro decides to visit Roost. Shiro asks Kotarou, Mayu and Eiji birthday gift advice, but Mayu just mentions that he’s happy with merchandise of his favorite anime. Kotarou mentions liking alcohol and accessories, and Eiji, well… says that he’s fine with receiving anything he likes, so in the end Shiro’s still wondering what he should give to Baku...

He ends up taking him to Krishna (the restaurant you also visit in the main game) because they sell a lot of different kinds of beer, which Baku likes. After enjoying their food and drinks there together, they return home and Shiro gives Baku a book, featuring many illustrations by an artist Baku mentioned liking before. The game often hints that Baku is interested in art, but he usually looks at it online and doesn't usually buy things for himself. Shiro ends up telling him he asked Eiji and the others for advice, as he sometimes still doesn't know how to make people happy. In the past, he only used his body to make people happy, but now he's also trying to find other ways. As expected, Baku laughs and mentions how Shiro doesn’t really need to do anything special. Just being with Shiro is enough, but he’s happy that Shiro wanted to do something special for him.

Epilogue 5 Two years have passed since the Hare’s Nest Incident, and Shiro and Baku started living together. Before they started dating, Shiro hooked up with random men and didn’t return to his apartment often. Baku had been to his apartment once before, and said it looked more like a garbage storage room than a place where someone lived. After Shiro moved in with him, they slowly started learning more about each other’s hobbies. For example, Baku is interested in various art forms, such as special effect make-up and sculptures. Shiro likes collecting clothes and small, cute items. Shiro also likes singing, and Baku noticed he’s quite good at it too. While drinking coffee at a cafe one day, Baku suggests that Shiro could maybe even start his own band if he's interested. Shiro replies that he only wants to do it if Baku joins too, even though he has no experience playing an instrument. Shiro then suggests Ruu and Kimika also join his new band and invites them over. By the way, Kimika seems to have blonde hair again in this epilogue, but in the drama CD Ruu mentions he liked the blonde hair, so maybe he dyed it again? Anyway, seems like at least Kimika has some experience playing the guitar, but Ruu also has no experience. Shiro suggests they learn how to play an instrument and Ruu becomes the drummer and Baku the bassist. And that’s how their band activities started...

With the help of Kimika and Shiro, Baku and Ruu eventually learn some basic skills how to play these instruments. Eventually, they decide that they finally want to play some songs in front of an audience, but Shiro realizes he doesn’t really have any other friends he could invite… Luckily, Kimika suggests contacting the Roost manager, and maybe they could play some songs in front of the customers there.

Some weeks later, it's the day of the concert. They all bought some new outfits and Kimika also offers to do everyone's makeup. The concert ends up becoming quite the success and more than 30 people showed up. Eiji, Kotarou and Mayu are also impressed and share their positive feedback with the group.

I have to admit... that this is absolutely not what I expected to happen after the game’s ending, but it's quite interesting to learn more about their hobbies (?). They do mention that the concert is a one-time only kind of thing, but everyone did enjoy the experience, so who knows!

Epilogue 6 It has been six months since Kimika was released from prison, and all four of them continued woking at Sara-ya. With the death of the Takasato-gumi boss and many other incidents, Shinkoumi was in a state of chaos for a while, but things are slowly calming down. During one of their lunch breaks, the four of them started discussing the topic of vacation. It seems like Shiro and Baku usually stay indoors during summer, but Kimika and Ruu really want to travel to the mainland to visit the beach there. Baku and Shiro agree to join, even though Shiro has never been to the mainland before and Baku hasn’t been back there since he was a kid.

A month later, they finally prepare for their trip. Baku is a bit worried about Shiro because he has never left Shinkoumi before. After a one hour flight and a bus ride, they finally arrive at the inn where they will be staying for the next four days. They decide to drop off their luggage and then meet up with Ruu and Kimika near the beach. Shiro feels a little bit dizzy because of the heat, but he ends up having a great time playing in the water together with the others. They spend the next couple of days visiting shrines, climbing a mountain and all kinds of other activities they had never done before. This epilogue is probably the most light-hearted one of them all...! But it is nice seeing them have fun together.

At the end of their trip, Shiro starts teasing Ruu and Kimika again, wanting to know what kind of relationship they have now. Ruu claims there’s nothing going on and Kimika doesn't reply (those who listened to the drama CD know that’s a lie…). He then changes the topic and says he heard Baku and Shiro doing inappropriate things in the open-air bath. Both of them just nod "ah you found out..." and then the bus arrives to take them back to the airport. After that they return to Shinkoumi and the game mentions that this is the end of Clean Dishes's story for now. Shiro thinks that until Baku finally kills him, their life won't change much in the future.

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And that's the end! Not much to say about some of these because they are pretty short, but I am always happy to see Kimika and Ruu in these epilogues too. Of course there's also the drama CD content, which kind of takes place in-between some of these epilogues. Right now I don't have any plans of summarizing/translating it, but maybe someone will do this in the future. By the way, all three of these epilogues have a new r18 scene, so I suggest buying them if you want to see them! I'm not able to upload these anywhere.

[nerdierholler]

Questions 3 and 10 for Nico, please? <3

Thank you for the ask!

What was their most expensive purchase/where does their disposable income go?

Pre-Veilguard his most expensive purchase was probably a flashy clothing items. Crows are known for being flashy and, again, Nico was trying so hard to fit what his idea of a Crow should be that I think he spent quite a bit on stuff to try to impress others. But also he didn't really enjoy most of what he bought, it really was just keeping up with an stereotype. He told himself that was what he wanted/needed.

Now days I think it's little pleasures. He likes hot chocolate, something he wrote off as being childish for many years and now he's happy to admit it and gets the good stuff. He also keeps Lucanis well stocked in produce and cooking supplies. If he needs a rare ingredient, Nico is going to make it happen for him.

After Viago gifted him good leathers, Nico learned to appreciate that. He does spend more money on looking a little nicer now but it's because he wants to and still keeps it to stuff that is well made but usually not overly flashy like what he would have chosen when he was younger.

What objects do they always carry around with them?

Always the usual Crow "accessories": a few daggers, lock picks, antidotes, poison etc.

I'm imagining what he would have grabbed when being told he had to leave and go with Varric. For sure grooming supplies, he'll look a little scruffy for a few days but he'd rather be clean and put together and he can be a little particular about what he uses. He always has stuff for maintaining his gear. He's the guy who will sit there at the end of the day making sure everything is clean and in good order before bed. It's very soothing going through that process and helps him to wind down. In addition to his casual clothes, he also packs one nice outfit for just in case. He picked up reading thanks to Lighthouse Book Club and frequently has a book in his pack now.

I'm still working on his backstory and family and how he became a Crow but I think he carries around something that reminds him of his family, though not an heirloom (I think the Crows would have taken something like that way) and something that reminds him of Lucanis like a small wyvern pin (OMG he gives Lucanis matching wyvern pins and they each carry one, new HC just dropped lol). Whatever he carries for his family is of a similar vein.

[sunny6677]

So like—I dunno how many of my followers are fans of Percy Jackson?? But though I haven't finished the series yet (still reading Titans Curse), I have a bit of an idea for what I want my s/I to be like? This is just the first concept that'll likely change a little bit once I finish the series—that is, if any of the ideas I had are contradicted in some way by the canon in the series.

SPOILERS BELOW—AND ALSO A POLL CUZ I JUST NEED A SMALL QUESTION ANSWERED

But basically, she's Luke's younger sister—who either likely is manipulated by him into joining him briefly before leaving his side, or catches him trying to off Percy at the end of the first book and literally fights him while Percy is out. Like Mutiny from Epic style type fighting because she feels betrayed by him. I imagine she fights him either way though. However, I imagine that either Hermes favors her a lot here—which probably makes for some drama/angst with Luke considering how he already feels about Hermes, and which likely leads into conflict for their relationship and some GOOD OL FASHIONED FAMILY ANGST!! She likely befriends Percy and Annabeth and acts as a slightly older sibling figure to them (she's not that much older than they are but ehh)—but is possibly a bit closer with Grover. And I do imagine Hermes IS going to favor her, like as in he's seen her a lot more times than he has Luke in the past and she's taken his slight neglect a bit less personally—but that's because she thinks the God's have a valid reason to not see their kids all the time, and she's basically the complete opposite of Luke (him hating the Gods, her having a slightly more positive opinion of the God's and actually listening to them and trying to be understanding of them). This is kind of a problem itself though since she's technically not holding God's to any forms of accountability?? I'll have to think of how it'll be addressed when I finish the series though.

However, as the series goes on, she collects the many items/accessories her older self is wearing in the design, and slowly grows to have the same muscle build too and even develops/discovers more powers of hers. The hat most likely is a gift Hermes dropped to her during a Capture The Flag game, the cape is likely something he gave to her for a quest, and the shoes are likely something he gave her for another quest, the staff is probably something he gave her as a gift for managing to complete a quest or do something great, etc etc.

But either way, the powers she slowly discovers that she has are stuff like being able to trick people into being charmed by her or trusting her with an aura that she can produce, having the ability to summon a bunch of useful gifts on hand when people need help, being oddly quick, possibly having the ability to fly??, etc etc. And over the series, the more she collects and the more she develops, she maybe kinda starts to go a bit bonkers in her later years—but doesn't exactly do anything dramatic and just starts acting like Epic!Hermes basically lmao. Like helping random kids or people who are on quests by giving them useful items—specifically favoring kids over adults though and treating them more nicely, maybe pulling a few strings for herself just to make some good drama/entertainment, etc etc.

[stupidrant]

hey man you got some more random atreboda headcanons for me please 👁️👁️

since u asked so nicely anon <3333

underdressed bf x overdressed gf

comparing hand sizes (lets guess who's idea THAT was 🙄)

atreus teaches angrboda to shoot his bow and she teaches him more jotnar magic 🥲

daughter-in-law angie asking papa-in-law kratos for takeout bc he said no to tretre but now tretre is using angie for what he wants bc he knows kratos cant say no to his daughter in law (spoiler alert, it worked.)

modern HS/early college AU where atreus convinces angrboda to skip class and ofc she says yes after the 3948th ask 😭 he takes her all around the city and blows up his card being stupid and is on punishment for a month

they made it a routine to meet up, (if they’re not already living together) cuddle and watch the stars together at their favorite place✨

making bracelets or other jewelry for eachother

Modern AU where angrboda and atreus are almost joined together at the hip and are troublemakers anywhere they go and not having a care in the world whoever thinks terribly of them. They're borderline if not actual felons at this point but as long as they have eachother, nothing else matters.

angrboda teaching atreus how to do her hair and now he cant stop putting her in hairstyles that he thinks she’d look good in 😭 also likes to put flowers in her hair

angrboda likes to make random knitted items, accessories or clothing for the both of them and atreus is seen with atleast one of those items a day (everybody’s like hey man where’d you get that thing from and hes like, my gf 😁)

While in their animal forms, they play alongside fenrir and jormie and the other ironwood animals

famous painter!angrboda, aspiring artist!atreus

Due to atreus’ greek blood, he retains alot of body heat and angrboda uses him as her personal heater when its too cold lol

both of them redoing their existing tattoos and or making new ones on eachother 🥺

Modern au where theyre popular tattoo artists

angrboda likes to play with his ears and this causes him to sleep everytime regardless of human or wolf form 😂😂

before laufey left jotunheim, her and angrboda’s parents were close. Laufey swore to protect them in their next lives when they meet once more 🥺 although its mostly from his own feelings of love, atreus doesnt realize that his need to protect angrboda also comes from the promise of their parents, unknowingly fulfilling his (and his mother’s) duty even further 💔🥹

[hats-off-to-hermes]

DEVOTIONAL ACTS - Archangel Raphael

Welcome back to the Archangel Devotional acts series. Today we're doing Raphael as requested by @rosie-the-lancs-witch. Thank you!

Read the others here: Archangel Michael, Archangel Uriel, Archangel Haniel, Archangel Jophiel, Archangel Zadkiel, Archangel Gabriel

Archangel Raphael is the angel of healing, also regarded as "He Who Heals". He can help our physical, mental, and emotional healing and works alongside Gabriel with matters of communication to lead to healing. He is associated with the heart energy center.

🌸 Dressing intentionally with green accessories can keep Raphael's energy around you

🌸 If you have crystals, emeralds, green aventurine, and malachite may be great to work with for Raphael

🌸 In terms of working with Raphael, you can meditate with him in mind to bring you healing via all channels. Balancing your health will help you holistically

🌸 You can also use those crystals and associated items with Raphael in healing spells or rituals (such as charging sigils, or in spell bottles)

🌸 If you're in need of help or healing, you can pray to Raphael for assistance. He can lead you to the right people to talk to and get support from

🌸 If you are working on self healing, you can ask for Raphael to be by your side while doing do. His unconditional love and energy can fuel your actions and thoughts to guide you

🌸 Trust your intuition with Raphael in your thoughts, as he can communicate ideas through intuition, thoughts, ideas, dreams and other inner methods.

🌸 Pray a novena to Archangel Raphael

🌸 You can find some wonderful prayers out there for Raphael

🌸 If a loved one needs some healing or help, you can pray to Raphael for guidance on what to do, or to be by your loved one's side, for their highest good

🌸 If you're suffering with addiction, you can call on the help of Raphael

🌸 Travelers, nurses, physicians and medical workers can benefit from praying to Raphael and asking for his guidance

🌸 As the angel of Mercury, you can ask for Raphael's help in communication matters (particularly with speed as well. Sometimes I ask for Mercury related help when it comes to mail being safe)

🌸 Journal to Raphael and write him letters

🌸 You can ask for Raphael's guidance in spiritual alchemy and transmuting something negative into something positive

🌸 Tip from @saintlyfawn to write your worries, anxieties etc. on strips of paper and then put them into a container associated with Raphael (colour based, design based etc). He can handle them from there!

🌸 Raphael can also help with physical needs being met such as food, clothing, shelter and things needed for professions or studies

Have anymore? Feel free to comment them :)

[senjuushi]

You can choose whichever Antiques you'd like for this one!

Taking them to a store (Walmart style or a department store with a bit of everything), giving them a hundred dollars, and telling them that they can buy whatever they like within that price limit.

Who takes advantage of it and what do they buy?

Enfield — He happily buys food, medical supplies, and other necessities. Although he can't see it as anything other than a normal supply errand, he's at least content to find useful things to buy for both of you. And to try to show how competent and helpful he is.

Snider — He'll buy anything that he thinks can be used as a weapon, and is openly irritated about the lack of actual military supplies in the department store. He's also trying to make a "point" about why the whole idea is stupid, so his choices are intended to piss you off.

George — His purchases are mostly food (will you cook burgers for him???), and he doesn't have the slightest second thought about spending the full amount. However, there's at least one surprisingly sweet gift for you mixed in with the junk food and impulse buys.

Kentucky — He mostly gets various craft and DIY supplies, fully intending to make gifts for you later. There might be an accessory for himself included too, though— one that he asks your opinion about before buying it, just to make sure Master likes his style.

Pennsylvania — He feels kind of bad about spending your money (he really doesn't need to be spoiled...), so he tries to buy things that will be useful to both of you. It's mostly practical items and things he knows you like, and he spends far under the full amount given.

Charleville — He's both deeply insecure about being too "high-maintenance" and unsure of what he should want, in the first place, so his purchases end up being little more than a piece of flattering clothing and some sweet wine. He gives most of the money back.

Chassepot — The main thing he gets is a showy, "romantic" gift for you, but if you pay close attention, you'll notice him smuggling a couple of bags full of cheap alcohol (an emergency emotional control measure) past you when he thinks you aren't looking.

Tabatiere — All he gets are cigarettes and some nice things to cook with, like new utensils or food he knows you like. He's deeply uncomfortable with the amount of money you gave him, so he's trying to make sure you get something out of this too.

Dreyse — A mixture of whatever practical supplies he needs (such as non-perishable food or exercise equipment) and Herme management tools, such as a belt that takes some coordination to remove. He'll also give you a good portion of the money back, in the end.

Jitte — His main purchase is nice sake for the two of you to share! Depending on what's available, he might also get Japanese candy, a little potted plant, or an interesting novel, but he's thanking you profusely for being so nice to him, regardless. Master is so kind!

Karl — He gets a fair amount of nice chocolate, and that's it. The rest of the money goes back to you. It's partially a dignity thing and partially just that he doesn't want to look needy, but he can't make himself spend very much. A small treat is plenty, really.

Lorenz — There's not much in a department store that interests him, so his selection ends up being an eclectic selection of objects that he intends to experiment with somehow. He'd also get a book or two if there's anything available that seems worth his intellect.

Cutlery — He spends the full amount, and it's all food. Specifically, non-perishable food that he can hide in his room and hold onto for the next few months. He tries not to let you see exactly what he's getting, and is concerningly protective over the bags when you leave.