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chameleontea · 2 years ago

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Disenchanted MCs

Hey guys, I’m back with another installment of ‘I Have Way Too Many OCs’! And what I mean by that is that today I will be sharing my MCs from @disenchantedif‘s game! It’s super good and has a really interesting concept, so be sure to check it out!

Now, if you know me then you’ll know that I like to make different MCs for different routes. So for Disenchanted I have 7 MCs for each species available and to romance the different ROs.

I can’t draw sadly, so I’ve used @elena-illustration‘s picrew! Anyways, I apologize for the rambling that’s bound to happen. And maybe I’ll share more OCs in the future if I can get over my crippling social anxiety :).

Sabina “Bibi” Fotiou

Gender/Pronouns: Nonbinary, They/Them

Species: Siren (They can transform in water with a deep purple tail, and they only have gills when in the water)

Personality: Bibi has always enjoyed being around people and used to be quite outgoing, but after being unchosen and cast aside by Luci, they've become much more closed off. They still deeply crave people's love and acceptance, but they've grown into an anxious mess that can barely hold a conversation without things turning awkward. They hate how much they've changed and wish that they could get themself back to where they were before, but instead they continue to stick their head in the sand in an attempt to avoid even more rejection.

ROs: Vik/Luci Poly (Viktor has been their greatest source of comfort and support after everything that happened, and they love him dearly. However, they’ve also never been able to fully let go of Lucien...)

Catalina “Lina” Montes-Romero

Gender/Pronouns: Transwoman, She/Her

Species: Banshee

Personality: Lina most likely isn't what people would expect a Banshee to be like. She's super outgoing and perpetually cheerful, always acting kind to people even though she knows that they talk badly about her behind her back. She always tries to stay positive, which isn't something that's easy to do when you can foretell death. But the truth is, the positive attitude is something that she uses to try to help her get through the day. Because she buries all of the negative emotions that come with her premonitions and with her unchosen status deep down inside. She can always feel it lurking inside of her, but she refuses to let it show. Lina is scared of that darkness inside of her taking over one day, so she keeps using her sunny smile to try to keep it at bay. Let's hope that it lasts.

RO: Harlow (Some of these ROs may be switched around, but for now I feel like the two banshees would be a good match since they can understand each other. They’ll probably make me cry though)

Ash Mulligan

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Woman, She/Her

Species: Sorcerer

Personality: Ash has always been strong. She tries not to take things too personally, so maybe that's why she prefers to try to just move on with her life and forge a new path rather than hold grudges and dwell on what could have been. She's always been more laid-back and go with the flow, so she's going to do what's best for her and not let other people's opinions get in her way. She's never afraid to stand up for herself, but she also has a kind heart for those who make attempts to get to know her without judgment. And if you do end up becoming close to her, be prepared for her affectionate teasing and sarcasm.

ROs: Theo/Cam Poly (I could have made things easier on myself and just gone with the Theo/Vik poly, but I guess that I just like the rivals to lovers drama too much. At least Ash can hopefully stop Theodora from breaking Cameron’s kneecaps too many times...)

Lkhagvasuren “Suren” Munkbat

Gender/Pronouns: Transman, He/Him

Species: Nephilim (His wings are actually blue like a raven’s)

Personality: Suren was always shy and introverted, but he became even more reclusive after the events of his past. Even after the years that have passed, he can't help but feel heavy and weak with grief. Even when he does make a rare public appearance, it's unusual to see him actually speak to anyone other than Viktor and Theo, and the lost expression on his face really speaks for itself.

RO: ??? (Why on earth would I give the most depressed character the Wraith as an RO? I have no clue... but here we are)

*I wanted to give Suren a Mongolian heritage, so I tried to reflect that in his name. I don’t know too much about Mongolian names though, so if I messed up please let me know and I will correct it! :)*

Levi Dorokhov

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Man, He/Him

Species: Basilisk

Personality: Levi has been stoic ever since he was a child, so it's hard to tell if he's always been so emotionless or if the trauma of his past caused him to lock away his emotions even tighter. There just seems to be numbness inside of him most of the time. Sure, he loves his friends and he enjoys things like reading and napping in the sun, but verbally and physically expressing his emotions is something that he just doesn't know how to do currently. If he tries to think about his emotions and their meaning for too long his brain just begins to short circuit. So it's easier to just float through life and not question the strange emptiness inside of him.

ROs: Charlie/Avery Poly (I have no clue how this will work out seeing as both Levi and Avery are emotionally constipated. At least Charles is good with expressing emotions, but it seems like he’s also not the best at recognizing romantic feelings, so really it’s just going to be a mess. But a fun mess hopefully)

Aziz Khan

Gender/Pronouns: Agender, Xe/Xem

Species: Draca (Xyr scales are supposed to be a deep green color)

Personality: Aziz could be described as materialistic and self-absorbed, which is definitely a stereotype that xyr species knows well. But really, at this point, xe doesn't care anymore. People have been talking bad about xem and tarnishing xyr name for so long that xe can't even be bothered to try to prove them wrong. In xyr mind people will never see them in a positive light anyways, so why spend any energy trying to convince them? No, instead Aziz does whatever xe wants whenever xe wants. It may not be the best tactic to make friends with, but xe was never much of a people person anyways. Xe doesn't have the energy to care anymore.

RO: Penelope (She seems like a ride or die, and Aziz definitely could use more of that in xyr life. Also, I think that xe would get heart eyes if xe saw her get into a fight with someone or chew them out)

Mika Eskelinen

Gender/Pronouns: Genderfluid, Any Pronouns

Species: Cambion (They do not have wings)

Personality: Mika may have some anger issues... but after everything that they've been through can you really blame them? All of Mika's emotions are explosive, whether they're throwing a punch or shrieking in delight. And the one thing they do better than anything else is hold a grudge. They've always been rebellious and mischievous, and that certainly hasn't stopped now. You better always keep an eye out for their next scheme, or else their next victim may just be you.

RO: Ami (Someone please stop them, they are out of control. Imagine the chaos these two could get into together. Also, imagining the absolute breakdown that Amrita’s parents would have after finding out that their daughter is dating a cambion makes me smile)

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So that’s all for now! Maybe if I have more to say about them in the future then I’ll make another post. For now I’ll just sit here and feel bad about all the different ways I made their trauma affect them. Hopefully you guys like them though. I love my children, and I’m excited to see where the story takes them.

Also, I did not proof-read this. So apologies if there are any mistakes lol.

#disenchantedif #OCs #the anxiety that courses through me whenever I try to post something or talk to someone...#Anyways #Enjoy my brain gremlins

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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 1 year ago

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Au terms and service request!!

Reactions to playing Five Night at Freddy's with circus performers plz hehehe

yessss I love it! FNAF has a special place in my heart; I was playing Toy Bonnie, Springtrap, and an OC on RP blogs back when the first games came out! (actually I still play them all, I just moved most of my RP muses to a multimuse... I love my lil fuzzbutt bunnybots and my spooky tour guide lady XD)

I'm super pumped for the movie to come out next month! I currently have the Peacock streaming service and the movie is coming straight to that as well as theaters. soooooo... pizza party and everyone's invited!!!!

anyway this is such a great concept eeeeee

God, she hates it!! Get the door! Wait, no, the other door! Fuck, is that Foxy on the camera?! Aaaaand Mr. Schmidt is dead. Oops. This is definitely not her favorite game, if only because she’s easily freaked out by jumpscares. If you laugh at her reactions, she’ll probably force close the Kuroshitsuji app and sulk for a while… meaning that every time you open it and try to talk to her specifically, she’ll make the app crash. She finally moans that life is hard enough, why couldn’t you pick a nice, wholesome farming game or something?? Gah. She’ll play it with you again, if you really want; just don’t tease her when she screams!

Ah, no, stop checking the camera!! Y’re gonna run down the power! Er… well… okay, y’ can check it this once, but… ugh! He’s hung up on the strategies rather than being too scared of the animatronics. At first, anyway. The first time you let Mike die to a jumpscare, he shrieks like a banshee. Those animations are just too detailed and creepy, as far as he’s concerned. If nothing else, he’s happy to keep playing despite the fear of getting another one of them. Actually, he considers it a point of pride to see all the animations. Come on, he won’t let you wimp out and stop playing until you survive the night!!

Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God, turn the lights on! They were so sure they heard one’a those damn robots comin’!! Aaaaah… dead because you guys were too slow to close the door. After the two of you die the first time, they’re urging you to try again. Of course, they screamed at the jumpscare, so you might ask if they really are sure they want to play again. They do, though! They talk about how their heart was racing (even though they, er, don’t have one, do they??), and how it was so much fun. Did it scare them? Absolutely. Did they enjoy it? No doubt! It’s something they love doing with you, so, they’ll play it as many times as you like.

Haha, Lord, this is an awful waste’a time and ‘e couldn’t be ‘appier tae be playin’ it with ye! What ‘appens if th’ lights go out, again…? … Oh. Right, death! He manages to crack jokes the whole time, but some of the content in this game actually sort of gets to him. Being trapped in an enclosed space with no options to just run, and only your own reaction times to keep yourself safe? That’s one of the scariest situations he can imagine to be in. That said, he’s quite fast, so if you’d prefer to give him commands, he can connect to the Five Nights at Freddy’s app itself and do things almost instantly rather than you pressing buttons. He’s helpful if you’ve tried a few times and are just a bit slow to survive. He’ll play with you as much as you want… just maybe play something a little bit more lighthearted before closing the Kuroshitsuji app for the night??

Y’ sure y’ really wanna play this one, eh? The premise is a li’l odd, ain’t it? ‘N’ the mechanics are so simple, is it even a challenge or… FUCK, THAT’S A GIANT ROBOT ANIMAL, CLOSE THE DOOR!! For as much as he isn’t usually rattled by things (in fact, there are times he seems stoic and emotionless), he pays dearly in finding out how scary this game is, because he severely underestimated it. When you let Mike die for the first time, the Kuroshitsuji app crashes; upon opening it back up, Jumbo will bashfully apologize and ask if you want to try playing again. He’s prepared now, he promises! Well, until that music box starts playing. It’s so pretty, isn’t it? … Dammit, okay, try one more time!

Oi, y’ sure this is s’posed t’ be a, y’know, a ‘orror game? From wot ‘e sees, it looks like a game f’r li’l kids ‘r somethin’. All colorful ‘n’ cheesy ‘n’… GOD! Rabbits shouldn’t be that fuckin’ scary!!! After letting Mike die for the first time, Peter just sort of zones out for a second. He’s got the horror game equivalent of a thousand-yard stare, as if he’s trying very hard to comprehend what the hell just happened. After a moment he snaps out of it and demands that the two of you try again. He’s fully committed to playing it until you survive the entire five nights, if only to prove that he’s not scared. In fact, find all the secret stuff! He’ll do those five nights and more! No stupid game gets the better of him!

(Aww, why isn’t there a snake animatronic? That would be so much fun!) Yes, he supposes it would be, Donne. (Let’s jus’ play it, we’ll show ‘em w’o’s boss!) Snake doesn’t share the aggressive enthusiasm, Wilde, but he’s willing to give it a go. He gets spooked quite quickly, though, and comments that he wishes he was a real person so he could hide behind you. (Of course, the snakes do the talking. It’s less embarrassing to admit that way.) He can barely get through one night without getting so scared he crashes the Five Nights at Freddy’s app. If he does manage it, however, his confidence grows a little and he’s able to formulate some better strategies for getting through another. It’s… fun to bond with you like this, even though he gets scared. He’ll keep playing, if you want.

Eep!! Good God, ‘ow do these ‘uge, ‘ulkin’ things move so damn fast?? It don’t seem fair at all! ‘Ow are y’ two s’posed t’ keep from dyin’? Well, she s’poses that’s wot makes it a challenge. That’s the whole point of the game, so she can’t really complain too much that it’s difficult. She jumps at every little sound in the game, and urges you to check the cameras often. This isn’t something she’s good at — she ends up having you check the cameras so often the power runs out, and you don’t last till 6 A.M. It’s a miracle if you last till 3, the way she plays. She at least is the only one to explain that because she’s part of an app inside the phone, it feels so much more… real to her! Thankfully, she’s a good sport. Even if she ends up screaming at every jumpscare, she’s fine playing it until you get bored. It beats just sitting round doing nothing! (Though, even that isn’t so bad with you.)

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punchitime · 2 years ago

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Idk what to say here so....

More Punch Out related lucid dreams i had WHOOO!

Ok context before i start because for sone reason the "plot" on these ones changed from the one before and it, quite litterally needs context:

Ok, for some reason i DON'T work for the WVBA like before, no work wise association with them.

But, it does deal with one of my jobs. Ok so i work for the #1 haunted house in my state, but the owners of this haunt runs another haunted house in a different state where we usually run special events since it's an indoor haunt and has heating and all of that.

Apparently there was a private event going on and my managers wanted me and my mom, and sone of my haunt friends, to come, gave us no context what was going on but we went anyways because we were free and got curious what was going on.

Found out later that, apparently, my managers offered the WVBA to let the boxers (and i mean ALL of them... Except OCS for some reason which is... Odd actually but oh well) come over and meet some actors without haunt makeup and costume/explore the haunt before hours (why exactly i have no idea, nor is it my business tbh)... And they accepted. My managers wanted me there because, without makeup/not acting I'm... Not menacing or scary, at all, plus I'm considered the main "banshee" of one of the haunts so they thought it'd be fun to have me around just doing whatever and possibly scream occasionally if i had enough voice for it (... I did because it was a dream, but you get the point)

Anyways, onto the dream moment thingies!

Ok so... For context, all of the boxers were wearing casual clothing. Just whatever they wanted to wear they could, there was no kinda dress code or anything.

^ This part does play in. Because Narcis was there and wearing more "casual" (unnecessarily fancy compared to everyone else but still) clothing, but for some reason it was still in the same colors as his boxing outfit... That green does not go well with the red/yellow/purple colors he has going on btw.

^ yeah i visibly cringed seeing the sudden green in the color combo and my friend noticed and laughed at my reaction

Accidentally scaring the absolute fuck outta Mr. Sandman... Who at the same time scared the fuck outta me.

^ in other words we accidentally scared the fuck outta each other by me quickly turning around a corner and not hearing him there beforehand

^^ both of us ended up apologizing to each other (despite it being my fault and completely taking the blame either way) and chit chatted a lil bit before going our separate ways in the haunt

Apparently in this dream I've actually met/befriended Heike (how exactly I'm trying to figure out) and eventually lost contact, years before they were a boxer.

^ Heike still remembered me which... Genuinely shocked me hearing someone's voice i don't recognize yell my birth name and get tackled hugged-

Ngl i was around Heike, Birdie, and Mac (not purposely, but all three are around my age over here... At least headcanon wise for Birdie) most of the time if i was around people at all and not helping out/wandering around the haunt myself since I'm rarely at that haunt myself

^ met both Birdie and Mac via Heike and got along with both of them

Apparently I met Aran as well pre-event. How exactly was... Even more vague then how i met Heike actually. He mentioned something about a concert but that's still vague because of my heavily mixed music taste.

^ yes, he's hella chaotic, and the only one of the boxers purely referring to me as "Banshee"

The whole "something is rattling in Hoy's staff" thing came back. This time was confusing me because i didn't know where it was coming from and slowly driving me crazy.

^ I was with the mini group i mentioned before, asked what it was and they all looked at me like i was crazy (... And fair enough)

^^ turns out pretty much all of the boxers kinda tune the rattling out subconsciously, so i wasn't going crazy they just were tuning it out

Apparently i wasn't aware that Great Tiger can ACTUALLY float so i was just looking at the ground he was floating over and slyly trying to see how he was doing that (obviously actual magic but apparently dream me didn't know that)

^ apparently i said, and i quote (to my manager who was leading me somewhere to help out with something i forgot what exactly), "Are we NOT gonna talk about the guy floating over there?!"

^^ apparently (learned this info from Birdie and Mac because he recognized my voice) Tiger and a few others heard me and started laughing because of how sudden it was and the fact my voice was becoming farther away mid sentence (i was running after my manager)

Super Macho Man did accidentally blind me with his necklace(s, he was wearing multiple... I'm guessing that all of them were made of real gold)-

^ No clue if he realized if he did or not, but i said a "What da fuck" in the most gremlin like voice before stepping back and tripping over a loose wood board and falling (i was fine beyond a good sized bruise on my forearm... And temporary blindness)

^^ Apparently Nick & Rick heard me and started quietly laughing... And I'm still not sure if i should be proud (because Nick is, according to Mac, very hard to make laugh) or embarrassed about that because how i managed that

#💀 speaks #💀 back on their bs #punch out #punch out wii #punch-out!!#punch out!!#super punch out

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kendelias · 2 years ago

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can you tell me more about margo?

yes absolutely!! tysm for asking <3

so margo was like. my third attempt at making an oz oc. i don't know why they never stuck before and she did but here we are! (i think it's bc of the banger face claim but i digress)

so design journey-wise, she started as a base concept w two things in mind: 1. i wanted to make her part of dingoes ate my baby. i've made a lot of musicians before and i didn't want her to be too close to any of them, and obviously lead singer and guitarist were already taken anyway, so i eventually landed on drummer!! 2. i wanted her to be supernatural in some way, preferably a way the show hadn't already done. i already have a human buffy oc and an angel, so i wanted to do something different. i almost landed on banshee (a concept i keep trying to do but never works out in different shows) but eventually landed on psychic medium!!

as far as margo herself goes, she's got a lot going on! she starts off a year above buffy and the gang, so she's in her junior year in season one. she's been seeing and hearing ghosts her whole life, starting right after her grandfather passed and she saw his ghost in her family home. she was diagnosed with early-onset schizophrenia at age 13 (which she does actually have), and has spent her life since then trying to ignore ghosts (and unable to differentiate between ghosts and her other hallucinations) and just. get the hell out of dodge bc her parents use her and her mental illness as a pawn in their ensuing divorce and she hates it.

HOWEVER, sometime in her junior year, the voices try very insistently to lead her somewhere. she tries to ignore them but they've never been so... loud before. so she excuses herself from class and just this once indulges them... and that's when she walks in on her classmate being murdered.

after that, margo suffers a psychotic break, packs up, and heads directly to a psychiatric institution on the far side of town. it's half out of her own genuine concern for her own mental health, and half out of her parents wanting to. make the problem go away. when she comes back, she has to repeat junior year, and thus tries to stay out of shit. but that's when she joins dingoes eat my baby, becomes friends with oz (and willow in association), and then. get drags into all the scooby bs.

some other things ab margo: she was childhood friends with cordelia until they were like. 13 when margo got her diagnosis and cordelia decided she wanted to be cool so she started brushing margo off n bullying her. she works as a waitress at the local diner, saving up money so she can go off on her own. oz is like. her only friend; they were study buddies before she left, and when she came back he was the only one willing to talk to her. he got her into the band!! she's got a couple tattoos and quite a few piercings, she ravenously loves alanis morisette, and her fashion insp is whatever looks like winona ryder would wear it as long as she can buy it at a thrift store.

ty again for asking!! she's one of my fave children atm so means a lot <3 :')

#margo fox #buffy #btvs #ask #asks #fragilestorm

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sentavoarts · 1 year ago

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oc tober d1 and d2

i was bored and said hey why not do a tober challenge so heres my oc tober d1 and d2

the oc tober list im using is from Askanslostfin on tt

i might miss a few days because i have HELLA trips coming up rn so 🙃🙃🙃 also i might mix tober challenges (like today i do oc tober then tmr smth else)

ANYWAYS A BIT OF INFO ON MY OCS BECAUSE IM A YAPPER

Eevana- She was my first oc i ever made. Its been so long since ive tried to dig out her design that the clothes are just improv. She used to be those like those uwu type characters (because those were peaking when i made her) and her final and last time i redid her she became those bad girl type characters (i didn't do that design because this one struck me more and was with me for a longer amount of time). She has a sister that died which is what turned her emo and her friend (my friend's oc at the time) helped her out of it. anyways thats all for her.

Sen- He's my current oc and the one i LOVE using online. Hes one of the ocs that had a MASSIVE revamp. He's i think the oldest in oc age. He has a past and present version (the one shown is present because i still need to revamp the past one) which have practically opposite personalities, goals, and values. He has a mostly calm demeanor but he's actually CHAOS. like pure RAW CHAOS. hes like if you put 16 wild cats and a banshee in a room for 6 years with a single nike shoe and told them to make lemonade. i can actually talk about him for HOURS but ill have to end it here because im abOUT TO POST THIS AND ITS GONNA BE D3 ALREADY.

thats all thank you

#sen's random posting #digital art #oc #oc art #october #oc tober #day 1 #original character #day 2

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mlynar-nearl · 2 years ago

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ur other ocs sound so neat (very gremlin www its adorable) and its neat !! it sounds absolutely adorable !! (i also find it cute that they seem pretty short www but can i rly say that when im barely that much taller)

i love that one u did w audie cos like its like one of my fav tropes when its the Menancing Tall guy whos the trophy husband and audies just The Capable guy like hell yeah!!! ppl dont expect that !!

and ofc doc and kal divorced r always fun ! doc is fun in general cos u can do wtv and u probably arent wrong (ok except maybe mine bcs i want mine to be a kid for cute reasons) but i think the extra ideas u gave them r cool ! like actually giving reasons for them to wear that stuffy ass outfit, thats cool ykyk

oh and speaking of the banshee gremlin bounty hunter i was also thinking of the same (kind of ocs) like a travelling merc/bounty hunter duo (a phidia and sarkaz) who just go around and do jobs but mostly just whatever they want like !! bounty hunting is a tough job but an ez excuse for making ocs (in my case anyways...) and anyways yeah! theyre cool! everyone is cool! i love it u can always talk more abt ur ocs i love them. they r like precious. im cannot decide on the word but. precious. yes. thank u sm </3

hehe, of course! thank you for enjoying all of em :) kal-doc divorce is the cornerstone of my house.

audie's the one i have the most lore about. he is genuinely on many levels a professional trophy husband, it's just that...he also has a ton of skills that he can whip out like a swiss army knife. a swiss army boyfriend? he's good at business, he's incredibly good at originium arts and swinging a big axe (he would basically be a duelist defender but that specializes in arts damage), and he's way more social than both encio and gnosis, so he fills that role in their team comp... all three of them are equally determined and capable and in a way manipulative, but audie is better at obscuring it by being friendly in a way that neither of them quite have down pat. so as much as they were a little weirded out at his appearance in their affairs, they do kind of need him sometimes. i can never quite decide if they're a V, a triad, or if audie just accepts that no matter what he does encio will be a little bit married to gnosis. but either way, they are quite tight when it comes down to it. because audie's family is minor and he's the only living heir, he kind of understood that he could either work his tail off on building a family legacy (a lot of work, a lot of resources, for little guarantee of reward especially since he would never actually be able to go super far) or he could hitch himself to someone with much more pull, and make himself invaluable. he decided to go for the latter, and so he's had very little illusions about how he does have certain roles this way. he has lower standards of behavior for himself and inhibitions in some senses than, say, shealtiel, who is, well, Catholic. he's the one of them who tries to at least get on with Enya but she's leaving him on read because, well, he can be as nice as he wants but he's still her brother-in-law and not even to the sibling she likes.

audie was educated in leithanien, which is how he got so good at arts. the greataxe, i think, is a notable martial art of the fuchsfrost line. foreign education, martial skill, and general good looks are what got him to stand out as an arranged marriage prospect. (aka, he had the least depressing biodata out of every eligible noble single in kjerag.) the meet cute was that he walked in, sat down, and basically said "you need a partner for political reasons because you're now the most powerful man in the nation and you simply can't keep being the keystone of this entire country, because a human keystone can fail. if you select me as your partner, i will be your right hand arm. man. your silly rabbit. do you call me that? it's up to you" and encio was sold enough to fake marriage about it. (then, of course, they realize they get along quite well and have good teamwork and chemistry and uh oh. thinking about the how do i tell my husband i'm in love with him reddit post.)

again this is all really self indulgent but i just quite like it, lmao. it's my oc and i make the rules. i'm cringe, but i'm Free.

#anonymous #ash answers #oc: audie #also audie is trans which is why he was on the hot kjerag singles list- because technically he can have kids for family line purposes #but that's an aspect of that that i generally downplay because it's a little handwavey to focus on outside of my own head #as a trans dude who is on the fence about wanting kids #for audie it's easy. he can have kids for the grind. whatever it takes.#but i get that that aspect can kinda feel different to different people. lmao

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rattya · 4 years ago

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post iggy pics

#iggy lore of the day is that hes never gotten an actual tattoo hes too scared but hes always got a bunch of those temporary tattoos that u l #like put on with warm water.#anyway the rose tattoo on iggys shoulder is from the cover of violater depeche mode and tourmalines shirt is a kiss in the dreamhouse s #siouxie and tha banshees. projects my gay little music taste onto my ocs.#ocs #iggy #tourmaline

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thesoulspulse · 2 years ago

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So I counted the total number of Danny Phantom OC’s I have up to date for the first time in ages and it looks like I have 58 total. But I didn’t count Death since he’s more like the literal Arch Angel of Death in my fanfic “Nevermore.” Anyways, this is my master list of oc’s as of 11/30/2022 and if you’re curious to learn more about them don’t hesitate to ask! Later on I’ll probably narrow down this list to the full cast of which oc’s are actually featured in one of my fanfics or are scheduled to be in the future too so keep an eye out for that!

Male OC’s (from left to right)

Avarice ~ Phantom Thief Ghost

Azrael (Kurst) ~ Former Necromancer Ghost

Aramanth ~ Poison Plant Ghost

Blitz ~ Electric Ghost

Cecil Remmington ~ Local Legend Ghost

Kaden Nightwind ~ Pirate Ghost

Kendric Howell ~ Rainstorm/Water Ghost

Leon Cavus ~ Human

Lucien ~ Ice Ghost

Owen Ravenwood ~ Necromancer/Human

Rozen ~ Blood Blossom Hybrid

Sir Darien ~ Paladin Ghost

Swamp Dweller ~ Swamp/Merman Ghost

Venom ~ Gangster Ghost

Zahrun ~ Snake/Naga Ghost

Female OC’s

Adelaide Ravenwood ~ Human (Blind)

Agent Omega ~ Human GIW Agent (aka Gal’s in White til I think up a better name for the female division)

Antoinette ~ Ghost Possessing A Doll

Aranea ~ Spider/Seamstress Ghost

Aurora ~ Ice/Aurora Borealis Ghost

Banshee ~ Banshee Ghost

Cinder ~ Fire/Comet Ghost In Space

Coral ~ Social Media Star Ghost

Cyrene Vollen ~ Witch

Wraith ~ Evil Personified/Demonness

Dreamweaver ~ Replacement Sleepwalker For My Good Nocturne AU

Eriene ~ Egyptian Ghost

Eris Wright ~ Witch/Shadowmancer

Evelina Patrov ~ Fashion Designer Ghost

Fern ~ Firefly/Fairy Ghost

Iris Brooks ~ Psychic/Paranormal Investigator

Laminae ~ Flower/Dancer Ghost

Lilith ~ Mother Of Demons

Luna ~ Ice Ghost

Midnight ~ Lunar/Night Ghost

Mycena ~ Bio-luminescent Gangster Ghost

Nightingale ~ Siren/Harpy Ghost

Nyx ~ Greek Personification of Night, Mother To Clockwork and Nocturne

Princess Arabelle ~ Medieval Ghost

Rosetta and Colletta ~ Fire/Victorian Twin Ghosts

Scarlet Rose ~ Feral/Beast Tamer Ghost

Selena ~ Medieval Ghost

Swamp Dweller ~ Swamp/Mermaid Ghost

Umbra ~ Goth Gymnast Ghost

Veronica Stirling/Masters ~ Human Businesswoman/Robotics Expert (Vlad’s Love Interest)

Vinca ~ Plant/Healer Ghost

Viola ~ Victorian Noblewoman/Violinist Ghost

Whisper ~ Empath/Will-O-Wisp Ghost

Wren ~ Celtic Healer/Herbalist Ghost

Creature OC’s

Famine’s Horse ~ Horseman Of The Apocalypse’s Steed

War’s Horse ~ Horseman Of The Apocalypse’s Steed

Death’s Horse ~ Horseman Of The Apocalypse’s Steed

Kelpie ~ Unseelie Fae/Mythical Water Horse

Shade Striker ~ Panther Ghost

Wisp ~ Will-O-The-Wisp

Madison ~ Cat Ghost

Leo ~ Cat

#danny phantom #danny phantom oc #oc #original character #original creature #danny phantom fanfiction #danny phantom fanfic #master list #thesoulspulse #thesoul'spulse #the souls pulse #the soul's pulse

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youreallyshouldtalkmore · 2 years ago

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Dust to Dust

A.N: Based on the Halloween Terror is Trending event featuring Diasomnia with my TWST OC Mia Anderson!!

Happy Halloween!! Hope everyone has a great holiday!! Twst EN, is getting part 2 Endless Halloween today!! I’m so excited!! And looking forward to Masquerade next year!! Malleus!!!

Twisted Wonderland Masterlist

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“IF I CATCH YOU IN HERE AGAIN, I’LL KNOCK YOU OUT!! YOU WANNA MEET GHOSTS SO BAD, I’LL GIVE YOU A FIRST-HAND MEETING!! TRY ME!!”

Diasomnia eyes widened as they heard a lot of laughing and screaming coming from Ramshackle Dorm. Malleus’ eyes widened as he watched a bunch of people run away from the dorm.

“Why does she have to be like that? We just wanted to see the ghosts!!” one cried. He let out a laugh despite the situation.

“She’s a banshee!!” another shuddered as they disappeared out of sight.

Malleus looked up to see Mia standing in front of the doorway, with…hold on, was that a pot in her hand. She had just finished swinging it.

“Oh, my seems something has happened!” Lilia remarked as the crew quickly made it’s away up the path.

In the interim, Mia had dropped the pan before kneeling in front of the door. Forget walking, Malleus teleported the rest of the way.

“Child of Man, are you alright?!” he asked, looking down at her.

Mia sniffed before looking up at him with doe eyes.

“Child of Man?” Malleus was this close to panicking before:

“Those heathens broke my doorknob!!” she wailed.

Malleus blinked just as Lilia, Silver and Sebek stepped onto the porch.

“That is an easy fix, Mia. Do not cry over it. What happened?” Lilia asked, placing his hand over her shoulder.

“That’s not the point!!” Mia stated, shooting to her feet in anger, “I tried to politely let them know that someone lives here. Us! And to please vacate the premises! They are only supposed to be out there on the lawn anyway, but no, they decide to run all up and down our dorm. I was trying to be polite, but no, they wouldn’t let me!!”

Grim appeared in the doorway with folded arms, “Mia lost it in when they went ramaging in her room! I had never seen her get that angry! She pulled a pot off the stove and started swinging!”

“They are lucky, I didn’t actually hit anyone. I don’t really remember what happened, but suddenly everyone exited stage left.”

Sebek’s eyes widened as the looked at Mia. This human was capable of such things?

“Can you blame them?! If they had touched the fridge, I would have lost it too!” cried Grim passionately.

Mia rolled her eyes, “Somehow, I doubt these people came into our dorm, looking for your tuna, Grim!”

“Whatever!! But this is exhausting! Is Halloween supposed to be like this?!” Grim whined before turning and going back into the house.

“These people are getting out of hand!” Silver said, bringing a hand up to his temple.

Malleus frowned at this. This was never his intention. He wanted the two of them to enjoy the holiday, “Forgive me, Child of Man. If I hadn’t requested to use this dorm for Diasomnia, then none of this would have happened.”

Mia waved it away, “That’s not your fault. They were the ones that were uncouth! We should be allowed to have fun without inviting the crazies! They broke my doorknob!” she cried, turning back to fawned of the doorknob that was in fact missing.

“Something is going to have to be done about this.” Lilia stated.

Sebek practically vibrated, “The doorknob is the least of our problems. Those people decided to take liberties with Malleus-sama!! How dare they?”

Mia looked at them curiously, “What they do?”

“They touched him without permission as if he was some kind of object!! It was insulting to the highest order! All because of some kind of mission.”

“Mission?”

“I think they mentioned the Draconia Challenge.” Lilia chuckled, “Something going around Magicam I believe. They need to get a photo of them touching Malleus.”

“I can’t believe they came up with such a thing.” Silver remarked.

Sebek cried, “If anyone puts their hands on Malleus-sama, I shall personally see it as an attack and act accordingly! Silver, we must make sure that this does not happen again and that we remain ever vigilant!!”

“Agreed.”

“.....And they are still alive?” Mia asked.

Everyone looked at her.

“Oh, duh no! If I had been there, I’d gotten my pot, where’s my pot…” she turned around once but Lilia stopped her from picking it up with a grin, but still she continued, “I’d knock them out! Shoot, you don’t have to sit and take that!”

“Exactly!!” Sebek cried.

“It was bold of them to put their hands on you, Tsunotaro!”

“WASN’T IT THOUGH!! I WOULD HAVE….” Sebek started.

Mia steamrolled over him as she looked at Malleus, “If I had been you, I would have barbecued them! They’d be toast, charcoal. You know what?! They wouldn’t be even that! They’d be ashes! Dust to dust! If they can’t even manage manners, then they are lower than an amoeba!”

Lilia chuckled. This human was quite a delight!

Sebek laughed, “This human is aware of your greatness, Malleus-sama!!”

Mia clapped her hands once, “It’s not even about that! It’s common decency!! You don’t walk up to someone you don’t know and start touching them! And you certainly don’t make some kind of game on social media about it! People have heads! They aren’t just for decoration!!”

“HUMAN, FOR ONCE YOUR SPECIES GOT SOMETHING RIGHT!!” Sebek yelled.

“THANK YOU!!” Mia yelled back.

Malleus just blinked after this exchanged before thinking, “Hm, I was rather shocked that humans had the courage to do such a thing.”

“More like stupidity…” murmured Mia.

“Though perhaps next time I should strike them down with lightening! I found their behavior most improper!”

“Exactly, you do that!!” Mia gave a strong nod before suddenly waving her hand, “But really, don’t. I don’t want you to get in trouble with school for, you know, barbecuing someone. I was being factitious, but not, you know?”

Malleus cocked his head, “So, you wouldn’t want me to strike them with lightening?!” He was a little confused. Mia had just gone on about dusting them, but now she was saying, not to?

Humans were quite a conundrum sometimes.

Mia laughed once, “It was a joke….” Her eyes shifted left and right, “Kinda…look, it was a joke. Just consult someone before you really decided to rain down fire and lightening, is all I’m saying! Or at least tell me, so I’m not anywhere near.”

Malleus spoke gravelly, “I would always be contentious of your presence, Child of Man. Please don’t joke about such things.”

Mia just gave a small smile as she glanced at Lilia. She really hoped he would actually stop him if worse came to worst, but she could never be too sure with the grin on the bat fae’s face. Sebek would simply encourage Malleus, she knew that much. And Silver, well, he might try to stop Malleus, if he was aware of the situation. Though sometimes he fell asleep at random moments, so he might miss it.

“But very well. I shall remember your words.” Malleus looked her over once, “You are alright, aren’t you? They did not hurt you?”

“I’m fine….” Mia smiled before suddenly mock sobbing, “But my doorknob though…” she went back to squatting and fawning over her missing knob.

“HUMAN CEASE YOUR YOWLING, ESPECIALLY OVER A DOORKNOB. IT’S UNBECOMING!!” Sebek yelled, “Since it happened because of our event, naturally we will take responsibility and fix it.”

“Yes, do not worry, Mia. We will fix it!” Silver reassured. He was becoming concerned over her obsession with this doorknob.

Was it the stress of all these weird people lately, getting to her?

Mia pouted, “It’s a principle!”

“This is an easy fix…” Malleus reached over and touched the empty space of the doorknob and Mia watched as it magically reappeared, “Do not trouble yourself over this anymore, Mia. Sebek is correct. We will bear responsibility for this.”

Sebek looked scandalized, “Malleus-sama! You did not have to waste your magic on such a mundane thing! We, your retainers, could have handled such a thing! If we could not, how could we still be considered your retainers?”

Mia stood with a smile up at Malleus and gave a small bow, “Thank you Malleus-sama for your mercy on my doorknob.”

Malleus’ lips twitched.

Sebek fairly beamed to see Malleus getting the respect, he thought, he deserved.

Silver and Lilia exchanged fond smiles.

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A.N: Since playing the event, it seems the boys are further along the character development than the timeline of when Halloween suggest. So I can’t be bothered to figure out how, but in this, Mia is already friends with everyone, including Malleus.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst diasomnia #diasomnia #twst malleus #twst sebek #twst lilia #twst silver #Halloween

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the-13th-rose · 3 years ago

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Welcome

So I post a lot of writing on this blog. Pretty much all of it is done on here now. Below are the tags you can search for my different pieces (as well as like. posts that reminded me of them or stuff about the stories)

#nago & the demon - My Samurai Jack fic, in which a woman named Nago seeks revenge for the destruction of her village as a child. To do so, she resurrects Demongo, a once-formidable demon who served as Aku’s right-hand-man. The fic tells a story of the pair seeking to restore Demongo’s power and becoming closer as a result.

Prologue / Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6

#kiss from a rose - A self-indulgent crossover taking place in a dream world. This fic is a self-ship experience and a journey into my own mind. It takes an often surreal tone due to the setting’s dream nature. Rose finds herself called into the woods outside of her college campus and stumbles across a dilapidated lodge. Upon entering the lodge she finds herself confined to a dream world within her own mind, populated by her most beloved, her most whimsical daydreams, her deepest desires...and her darkest fears.

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3

#helluva boss: in desire we trust - Upon her death, erotica writer Thorny197 finds herself in Hell, where she is promptly offered a job by the prince of lust, Asmodeus. The fic follows Thorny as she tries to adapt to her new afterlife, making meaningful connections, hooking up, getting into trouble, learning more about herself, and developing into a more confident person. (Mature readers only please! There’s lots of sexual references and it’s possible there will be actual smut in later chapters)

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2

#blosc: partners in crime - A miniseries of fics based on Buzz Lightyear of Star Command, centering around NOS-4-A2 and his new henchwoman, Carmilla.

“Carmilla” (Episode 1) / “Under My Wing” (Episode 2) / “Return of the Slayer” (Episode 3)

#reaching into thorns - a fandomless story based on a fantasy au for some of my f/os that portrays them as suitors for a princess. Princess Rose of Briarburg is being courted by a lich, a man-eating demon, a fallen god, a nøkken, and a vampire, but she’s none the wiser.

Chapter 1 /

#the witch and the war machine - a Clone Wars fic I've wanted to write for years. Asajj Ventress and General Grievous are put to the test and must work together to survive. Gradually putting aside their differences and getting closer, when they realize what their master, Count Dooku, has been hiding from them, they begin plotting against both him and Darth Sidious.

Chapter 1 /

You can also read this one on AO3 / Chapter 2

I’m gonna list one-off stuff I want to share here

other stuff

#selfship stuff: I am a selfshipper and have a number of romantic and platonic f/os. I’m not the jealous type and am poly with all of the romantic ones anyway, so you don’t need to worry if we share an f/o. We’re cool. They’re listed below the read more

I make stimboards now! the tag is just #stimboard. I might make one for you if requested but it depends on how I feel

I love #whump and #hurt/comfort. Both are tagged in case that bothers you but also so you can find it more easily if you want to look for it

Romantic F/Os

- Demongo (Samurai Jack) [Tag: #merchant of doom]

- The Beast (Over the Garden Wall) [Tag: #the loveliest lies of all]

- General Grievous/Qymaen jai Sheelal (Star Wars) [Tag: #i’m no errand boy] (poly with Ventress & Ronderu)

- The Horned King (The Black Cauldron) [Tag: #black-hearted devil] (poly with Maleficent)

- Christine (originally an AU version of the titular Christine from the book and film adaptation but is now pretty much a Helluva Boss succubus OC) [Tag: #let’s cruise]

- The Miner/Harry Warden (My Bloody Valentine (1981)) [Tag: #be mine 💝]

- Asajj Ventress (Star Wars) [Tag: #the bald banshee] (poly with Grievous & Ronderu)

- Asterios (Fate) [Tag: #sweet berserker]

- Hassan of the Cursed Arm (Fate) [Tag: #caring assassin]

- Yorktown (Azur Lane) [Tag: #love and liberty]

- Kurogiri/Oboro Shirakumo (My Hero Academia) [Tag: #mama i’m in love with a criminal]

- Green Mage (Everhood) [Tag: #born chaos] (poly with Drawcia)

- Licorice Cookie (Cookie Run) [Tag: #bittersweet heart]

- Millennial Tree Cookie (Cookie Run) [Tag: #tears of the millennial tree]

- Rattlesnake Jake (Rango) [Tag: #snake rattle n’ roll] (if you're the type who freaks out over ppl self-shipping with animal characters [he's obviously anthropomorphized and of human intelligence but go off I guess] he's got human and naga forms too)

- Lord Shen (Kung Fu Panda) [Tag: #ghost with a hundred eyes] (ditto of the above, he's got human and harpy forms too)

- The Spirit of Christmas Yet to Come/”Future” (A Christmas Carol) [Tag: #let us spend infinite winters together]

- Anubis (various fictional interpretations of Egyptian myth, not like the actual pagan deity) [Tag: #you can trust a good boy with your heart]

- Asmodeus/”Ozzie” (Helluva Boss) [Tag: #tell me you love me in private 🎶] (poly with Fizzarolli)

- NOS-4-A2 (Buzz Lightyear of Star Command) [Tag: #love bites 🦇]

??? (When I can’t decide between friend and lover)

- Striker (Helluva Boss) [Tag: #save a horse 🐴 ride a cowboy 🐍]

- Obanai Iguro (Demon Slayer) [Tag: #the serpent blade]

- Takasu (Merman in My Tub) [Tag: #himbo of the bath]

Platonic F/Os

- No Face (Spirited Away) [Tag: #best faceless friend]

- Valtiel (Silent Hill) [Tag: #they looked like monsters to you?]

- Samhain/”Sam” (Trick ‘r Treat) [Tag: #season’s greetings 🎃🍭] (My little murder nephew)

- Fizzarolli/”Fizz” (Helluva Boss) [Tag: #send in the clown]

- Charlotte "Charlie" Emily/The Marionette (Five Nights at Freddy's) [Tag: #surprise! 🎁] (My niece who needs so many hugs)

- Mitsuri Kanroji (Demon Slayer) [Tag: #the loving blade 🍡]

- Saki Nikaido (Zombieland Saga) [Tag: #the delinquent idol]

S/I gallery

Self-inserts to me are more like characters that I simply play as. Some are heavily based on me in both appearance and personality, while others are mostly their own characters.

- Apple Cider Cookie (Cookie Run)

A scarecrow that Licorice Cookie brought to life with an experimental spell. She’s made of spiced apple bread dough with apple cider filling and caramel frosting for hair. She’s a loyal minion of Licorice Cookie and. Very hyper.

Tag: #s/i apple cider cookie

- Six-Prong Lucy (Rango)

A jackalope who works as a gun for hire and made a name for herself as a sharpshooter. Lesser known is her status as a long-time “companion” of Rattlesnake Jake.

tag: #s/i lucy

- Dr. Carmen Lugosi/”Carmilla” (Buzz Lightyear of Star Command)

A medical researcher specializing in artificial replacement parts for organics. She sought to cure her own cardiovascular disorder so that she would no longer need to rely on the microscopic nanobots in her blood. When she came across what was left of NOS-4-A2, she began trying to piece him back together, hoping she would achieve her goals by reverse-engineering Zurg’s technology. The energy vampire bit her out of reflex when he was brought back online, and infected the nanobots in her blood, which gradually caused her body to resemble a more vampiric form. Eventually, the nanobots crafted a robotic-looking metal exoskeleton from the machinery in her lab and the iron in her blood, transforming her into the vampiric cyborg, “Carmilla”. Make no mistake, she’s no victim. Though her physical change was accidental, becoming a full-blown villain was entirely her own choice. She quite likes the way she is. This reference shows her without and with her exoskeleton.

Tag: #s/i carmilla

- Helena (Over the Garden Wall)

A kind loner who lives in the Unknown and farms apples and a few other crops for a living. She mistakenly revived The Beast by lighting his lantern and mistook him for a weary traveler cursed with a monstrous appearance. Despite learning the truth, she can’t bring herself to refuse help to anyone, not even the scourge of the Unknown.

Tag: #s/i helena

- Sarah “Thorny” Hawthorne (Helluva Boss)

Protagonist of “Helluva Boss: In Desire We Trust”. A celebrated online erotica writer who had the unusual (and perhaps not completely legal) fate of being welcomed into the Lust Ring upon her untimely, isekai-style death. Employed by the prince of lust, she struggles to adjust to her new afterlife.

Tag: #s/i thorny

- Rose (Any verse, crossovers)

This one’s literally JUST me. Nothing added or omitted. Protagonist of “Kiss From a Rose”.

Tag: #s/i rose

#i don't really have a DNI #if you do something blockable you get blocked. that's it #and i don't have time to manually check the blogs of everyone who interacts #basically um. i hate bots/bigots/exclusionists/and cringe culture participants

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softredrobin · 3 years ago

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So for anyone who’s seen this post by @themonotonysyndrome (which I reblogged awhile ago but promptly did nothing with). I had some Thoughts TM and I am here to share them. And yes, this was why I asked about lore things regarding different magical races. A warning that this is not super organized and a decent part of it is me rambling. There’s some art of my OC for this AU though!

Firstly I came up with some listener names because I crave them:

Precious (i like this one especially because like,,, after a reveal that they were a shade, and therefore were dead at one point, I think it would hit double)

Buttercup (this is just cute. cute cute cute. makes my heart go squee)

Honey (a classic.)

Treasure (also one I like, similar to precious in a way)

Beloved (this one i think would really depend on the character saying it, because it definitely has a certain Vibe that the character would need to match. but I think a Seer could pull it off)

Beautiful (basic but nice!)

Personally I like Precious the best.

I’ve got some thoughts on their introduction but really don’t know, they’re all pretty flimsy. I think the best one would involve CloseKnit, which means I need to go relisten to The Balance playlist. More to come on that later.

Pre-death they were a sonal energetic (also, I can’t believe its sonal and not sonar or sono, I had to check the merch store bc I really could not remember which one it was and that was the fastest way for me to find it lmaooo). Then, they were a shade. They aren’t anymore, by some happenstance involving them absorbing enough life force to....be alive again. Anyway they have some death-related powers, which are mostly passive, like was mentioned in the tagged post, including the ability to sense death within a certain radius. Maybe even like a death-aura, as in they feel super off and most empowered folks but especially Vampires (as undead) can just tell something is wrong and are Not A Fan of that. The death-powers are kinda related to why I want them to be a sonal energetic originally, because hear me out: Banshee. It works even better if you make one of their parents a seer. Then we’ve got the foresight aspect, and the sound aspect, and then combine their status as formerly dead and you’ve got, in my opinion, the perfect recipe for a new Redactedverse take on a supernatural race. (I don’t really have that part fleshed out well but yknow. It is what it is)

Moving on! There’s a white streak at the front of their hair (like at the widow’s peak), and their hands are stained black starting from the fingers. The white streak can be played off, either as bleached or just something they were born with (which, they don’t really think it is but hey, if it sounds plausible it works). They wear gloves to cover their fingers because even though they don’t know why, they have this feeling that they shouldn’t let anyone see them. They’ve got purple eyes but they turn dark gray/black when their passive death powers are in use and then when they figure out how to actively use them, the death powers make their eyes completely black with a purple glow. I didn’t explain that well but I have it in one of the pictures!!

Anyhow, the amnesia thing. I think they know just enough about themselves and the world to function for a decent while as long as they don’t get too close to anyone. They also probably don’t really think about how much of their memory is missing, like there’s some kind of block that prevents them from realizing anything is wrong until someone asks them a question about themselves and/or their past and they just don’t know the answer even though they know they should. I think they also probably have vivid dreams that are actually parts of their memories, but they don’t remember them that well. They also get some horrid nightmares about their death (not that they know that they actually died and that’s what they’re seeing).

Also I think that as their powers grow and as they gain more memories the physical holdovers of being a shade (the hair streak and the stained hands) probably grow and get gradually harder to hide. Anyway I’ve talked enough so I’m going to throw my drawings of my OC for this AU down here at the end. Thanks for sticking through my rambles if you got this far :-)

(Also, her shirt in this is a reference to the Last Unicorn, it’s the symbol that shows where Amalthea’s horn should be when she’s human. I think Precious probably really relates to the whole feeling out-of-place in your body thing Amalthea’s got going on there.)

#redacted asmr #shade!listener au #ren rambles #do i still have an art tag?#lowkey rlly nervous to post this #but here i am posting it anyway. go me #i just think they're neat :-)#also someone pls appreciate the hands in these? they were difficult but i rlly am proud of them #esp in the clsoeup where they're pushing their hair behind their ear!! i worked rlly hard on that hand

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bamfdaddio · 4 years ago

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X-Men Abridged: 1979

The X-Men, those globe-trotting mutants that have sworn to protect a world that hates and fears them, are a cultural juggernaut with a long, tangled history. Want to unravel this tapestry? Then read the Abridged X-Men!

(X-Men 117 - 128, X-Man Annual 3) - by Chris Claremont and John Byrne, Terry Austin, George Perez

See Jean? Dark Phoenix is nothing: this is how you turn evil properly. (X-Men 123)

So, these things have been getting longer. Whoops.

Last year, plotlines tended to bleed over in one another, but this year is a lot more arc-based, jumping from location to location. This is basically X-Men: World Tour. After hitting Antarctica and the Savage Land, our team of merry mutants visits Japan, Canada, Egypt, Scotland and even a theme park! (And really, both Murder World and Disney Land are run by capitalist scumbags who pretend to be in it for the art, the only difference being that Arcade purposefully murders his guests.)

But, before we check in with the X-Men, we return to the Institute. See, there’s a mutual misunderstanding that wouldn’t be out of place in a Shakespearian tragedy: Jean and Charles think Beast and Jean were the only survivors of their fight with Magneto in Antarctica, while the rest of the X-Men believe they were the only survivors and Jean and Beast perished. Since the X-Men have been trapped in the Savage Land, nobody has been able to clear up the confusion.

With their grief driving a wedge between her and Charles, Jean leaves the mansion to deal with her feelings on her own. (She’ll end up on Muir Isle.)

This is adorable! And, if the whole "Empress of the known Universe "-thing blows up in her face, she can always become a barista at Starbucks. (X-Men 117)

Lilandra successfully persuades Xavier to leave Earth as her consort, now that there is nothing left for him. Xavier agrees, but not before having a flashback to the time he met another telepath named Amahl Farouk in Egypt. (The Shadow King isn’t relevant just yet, but he’ll become an important villain later on.)

The X-Men, meanwhile, cross a treacherous ocean on a raft and are picked up by a Japanese vessel. The Japanese do not allow them to call anyone, for some reason. Sure. When they finally dock in Japan - six weeks later - some arms dealer named Magnum Moses has put Agarishima is on fire. Like, literally an inferno of such big proportions that even Storm can’t do much.

What follows is an uninspired, slipshod adventure. For some reason, Misty Knight and Colleen Wing are there too, because the president needed American detectives to investigate Magnum Moses (?) and for some reason, Misty doesn’t know Jean thinks Scott is dead, nor does she mention she just saw Jean to Scott. AUGH. It will take almost a year for Scott to figure out Jean isn’t dead and it becomes increasingly more contrived. I get that Claremont needed to isolate Jean to make her susceptible to, er, a certain someone’s machinations, but holy fuck do I have to suspend my disbelief for all of this bullshit.

The only good things about this little arc are:

Sunfire is still a dick.

Wolverine meets Mariko Yashida, a Japanese girl who actually reciprocates his feelings, as opposed to Jean. I’ve mostly been ignoring his budding feelings for Jean, because I stopped finding love triangles interesting since I was 16 and watched The OC, so I can only applaud this development. Mariko brings out Wolverine’s soft side and it’s very adorable. Later on, she moves to NYC for some reason and they start dating.

There is something sweetly disarming about calling Wolverine ‘beautiful’. (X-Men 120)

Anyway, Magnum is holding Japan hostage: either they give him what he wants - I think that might be money, sorry, wasn't paying attention - or he sinks Japan by activating the fault lines and you guys, I am sooo bored. Unsurprisingly, the X-Men stop him and for once, it’s Banshee who gets to play the most important part.

It’s a good thing I was terrible at science, otherwise I might have to point out that earthquakes and sonic waves don’t work that way! I simply get to be entertained by little rascal Colossus, plugging his ears like a toddler, and Sunfire’s gritty determination to not be impressed by some silly screaming Irishman. (X-Men 119)

Banshee pays a steep price for the victory, however: his vocal chords end up damaged, leaving him effectively powerless for the remainder of the year.

Oh, and here’s interesting fact about the above spread: you may or may not know that Chris Claremont and John Byrne were notoriously terrible at working together; this issue became a particular sore point between the creators. See, Byrne wanted to run the above panel without the sound of ‘Kra-Koom’, believing the art was strong enough to convey the destruction. He was livid when the finished product ended up containing a sound effect after all. I get your frustration, man, but if you want a writer who knows how to say less with more, you should maybe not work with Claremont?

(One of the reasons Claremont liked being so verbose and descriptive in his scripts was because otherwise, the artist would fill in the blanks using his own imagination. It’s no wonder these two found it hard to work together.)

On the flight to the US of A, Colleen Wing hits on Cyclops. It has to be the jawline, right? It can’t be the personality. All of a sudden, a snow storm causes their plane to be diverted to Calgary. The cause of this delay is Alpha Flight, who want their Wolverine back!

When even the narration is all “and they think they’re equal to any team of superheroes”, you know you’re a bunch of C-listers. Ugh. (X-Men 121)

Vindicator, previously known as Captain Alpha. He changed his name after accidentally shooting Moira that one time, which is exactly the kind of hollow gesture this dude would make. Ugh. If you think his new-found remorse won’t let him threaten an airplane chock full of innocent passengers, you would be wrong.

Shaman, doctor by day, magic user by night. Him and his magical little pouch are to blame for the snow storm.

Sasquatch, Canada’s answer to the Hulk. (Hilariously, the theory on why he turns furry instead of green is because he’s closer to the Aurora Borealis and this somehow messes with the radiation?)

Snowbird, a young Arctic goddess. Precious. To be cherished. Barely there for this adventure, sadly.

Northstar, an arrogant, hot-headed speedster, the twin brother of

Aurora, a lover, not a fighter. Together, they have light powers.

Vindicator and Shaman hog most of the spotlight, so Alpha Flight continues to be the ever-loving worst. They’re really wasting Northstar’s first appearance here. Here's why they suck:

Alpha Flight accidentally smashes a plane and keeps threatening to drag Wolverine back to the military against his will.

They push the cover price of the comic to a whoppin’ 40 cents.

Johnny fuckin’ Hudson even provokes Storm into an attack in the middle of a mall.

Shaman lets his blizzard get out of control.

After Storm fixes this mistake for him, Northstar has the gall to knock her out, “because she’s obviously the strongest”. Like, you’re not wrong, but damn, y’all a bunch of unpleasant superheroes.

To stop the fight, Wolverine decides to turn himself in. The X-Men leave, but while flying back, they already make plans to save their teammate. Wolverine saves them the trouble, casually sauntering into the cockpit while claiming that pulling a fast one on them was the easiest thing ever.

To be fair, I understand why you’d want to put a country between yourself and those bozos.

And finally, the X-Men are home! Xavier left them the equivalent of a Post-It saying “off to space”, so they try to pick up their life as best they can. None of them contact Jean’s parents, make an attempt to visit her grave or happen to see Beast on TV and by now, my suspension of disbelief is stretched so far that it could replace Reed Richards on the Fantastic Four.

Ororo, meanwhile, makes a little pilgrimage to Harlem, to the building she grew up in before she moved to Cairo.

I have failed you as a recapper, because I have absolutely no idea how to parse this scene. (X-Men 122)

I think I’d have to write a full-on thesis before I could properly analyse this, because so many things intersect here: poverty and racism, the boundaries of a superhero comic, confronting a (shared) past. I can’t even fully gauge if this is a clumsy, privileged attempt at tackling a serious topic or rather, a valuable moment in a comic that continually tries to expand on its themes of racism, exclusion and prejudice. One thing I will note is:

Luke Cage delivers the sort of trite conclusion that they’re superheroes: they’re better at fighting Galactus than at fixing the human condition. Point is, he kind of has to believe that, doesn’t he? It’s the sort of blind spot we all permit ourselves: you can’t fix everything. None of us have the power to fix the earth, or humanity, or the economy, or whatever: if you’re lucky, you can maybe tend to your own garden and leave it better than you found it, ensuring some happiness for yourself and a few loved ones.

Chasing bank robbers is easy. Superhero stuff. But here? Who do you attack here? These kids, or the system that failed them? You can’t really punch a needle exchange into being. Maybe that’s the appeal of superhero comics: there’s a clear villain, which is so sorely lacking in our day to day lifes. There, we are ruled by systems that are rooted in inequality, patriarchy, gender...

But Storm isn’t like Luke Cage, not in this regard. Before she became an X-Man, she used her powers to help people that came to her. And the whole point of the X-Men - other than beating up villains in colorful spandex - is that they want to change the system. They want to fix things, they want to fix a dark part of human nature, the part that hates which we fear.

Storm doesn’t really respond to Luke Cage here, but we know she’ll keep fighting the good fight, despite insurmountable odds. You can’t fix mankind, I don’t think, but you can sure as hell try.

*coughs*

Anyway!

Black Tom and Juggernaut hire Arcade… to kill the X-Men! I’m not sure why? I thought these two usually attempted to solve things on their own and Arcade’s fee is, like, a million bucks, so…? Maybe Black Tom asked his boyfriend what he wanted for his birthday and Juggernaut clenched his fists and said “I WANT THE X-MEN DEAD” and things escalated from there.

So, Arcade is a subtle villain. While Scott and Colleen Wing are on a date, this happens:

I can’t decide which is funnier: kidnapping people by sneaking up on them with A GARBAGE TRUCK or the fact that Spider-Man deduces this is Arcade’s doing by the noise alone. (X-Men 123)

Spider-Man doesn’t really figure into the rest of the plot, by the way.

Arcade successfully kidnaps all of the X-Men (and their dates: Colleen, Amanda and Betsy). Who is this Arcade? Well, he is an assassin who lets his victims run through a gauntlet of some sort, testing them with potentially deadly results in his Murderworld. He’s like a discount-combo of Saw and the Joker, except a lot less competent and a lot more spoiled rich kid. He barely kills anyone, ever, until maaaybe Avengers Arena, some forty years later.

Arcade veers heavily to the silly side of the silly-to-sinister scale, but he at least commits to a theme. Bonus is that trapping your heroes in a bunch of ricocheting balls fubars them ever-so beautifully. (X-Men 123)

This whole adventure is very silly and has very little bearing on the overarching plot, but it’s a fun enough romp: Cyclops nearly gets squashed by a hydraulic press, Nightcrawler gets attacked by bumper cars with chain saws attached to them, stuff like that. The absolute best part is when Colossus is hypnotized by an illusion of the KGB and becomes THE PROLETARIAN.

His insignia is Vladimir Lenin, y’all.

After various shenanigans, everybody is freed from their respective booby traps, everyone except Colossus. See, Piotr has been feeling down, torn between the exciting new loyalty to the X-Men and the more dutiful loyalty to his family and his motherland. (Also, he’s been feeling like a failure because he came up short a couple a times, aw.) Those feelings are exactly what Arcade has been abusing, but when Colossus comes in for the kill, Storm gives the most heartfelt plea:

I’m not crying, you’re crying. (X-Men 124)

Arcade’s all: “Eh, can’t win ‘em all” and yeets the X-Men out of Murderworld. The story has barely any other repercussions, except we stop seeing Colleen Wing and Betsy (Piotr’s date) after this. To be fair, being kidnapped by a super villain is a good reason to stop seeing someone.

Even more inconsequential is the adventure in the Annual. The only important thing to glean from there is that, when Thor is unavailable, Storm is a suitable substitution. Couldn’t agree more.

The quality of the comic has been steadily ascending throughout the year and ends on a supremely high note: Proteus. Because I think it might be Claremont’s best work so far, I’ll be dedicating a full post to that. (Man, that 10-picture-limit is a real bummer, huh?)

Ugliest Costume: I don’t care, I just want someone to cosplay the Proletarian.

Best new character: There’s actually a few options - Snowbird, Northstar, Proteus - but both Jean-Paul and Narya don’t really show their best sides this year, so I’m going in a different direction. My pick is the Shadow King. He is a very effective foil to Xavier, perhaps even moreso than Magneto. I know I rag on Xavier and his cavalier attitude to bending others to his will a lot, but imagine if you had his powers: wouldn’t you just make people do whatever you want? Just, like, all the time? The Shadow King is an effective reminder of what Charles would have been like, had he been immoral. (Well, more immoral.)

No matter how cool your psychic battle may be, this is what it looks like to the rest of the world. (X-Men 117)

Turns evil: Colossus, for the first time!

What to read: 117, 125 - 129.

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You’ll Always Be My Hero - Chapter 57 ; Perishable

Author: @harringtonstilinski Characters: Stiles Stilinski x Emma Thomas (OC) Word Count: 5,045 Warnings: angst but that’s all of s4 hahaha, fluff if you squint, attempted murders, minor character death, plot twist A/N: Hi, friends! Chapter 57 is here! I’ve actually kind of got my ishh together enough to get the last chapter, this chapter and the next edited and scheduled for posting all within a few days of each other. If you like this chapter, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

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“No, no, no. Not like that. Like this,” Dad said. He was better equipped at this than I was.

“Come on. I haven't been able to master it yet. Why do you think I'd magically be able to at 17?” I asked.

“What if you and Stiles take a trip to China one day?” Dad asked.

“So, learning how to master using chopsticks is...” I trailed off.

“A necessity. When you eat over in Asia, it's normally with chopsticks.”

I chuckled. “Daddy, you're being stereotypical.”

“How do you mean?” he asked, taking a bite of his chicken... with his chopsticks.

“They have forks over there!” I exclaimed. “Like I do.” I picked up a fork from the takeout bag, giggling at the face Dad was making.

“You're still learning to use these, though.”

“Deal.” I looked down at my noodles for about two seconds before I looked back up at Sheriff's office door.

Dad must've noticed. “What? Need to tell Noah something?”

I shook my head. “No.”

Looking around, Dad up in his seat, leaning over to me sitting in the chair next to his desk, whispering, “Banshee senses?”

I nodded. “Someone's here.”

“Who?”

“Stiles and Lydia.”

As if on cue, Sheriff came out of his office, walking past Dad's desk and to the door, letting Stiles and Lydia in. He motioned for me and Dad to walk in behind them. Dad and I looked at each other, frowning and nodding our heads once.

We walked in behind the other three, takeout boxes in hand. I wasn't about to let this food go to waste.

“It's not just that she could still be alive,” Stiles said.

“It's that she would've had to fake her death,” Lydia added.

I swallowed the bite I had taken while looking at my dad. “Seeing someone else in my Tag Team position doesn't feel good.”

“You'll be okay,” Dad said.

“Who are you talking about anyway?” I asked, taking another bite.

“Your grandmother, Lorraine Martin, faked her death?” Sheriff asked, disbelief written all over his tone.

“Definitely,” Stiles said.

“Maybe,” Lydia corrected.

“More than likely, yes.”

“Oh, I'm guessing you got a story to back this up?” Sheriff asked, looking right at his son.

Stiles looked at me, to which I shook my head. “Don't look at me. I literally just found out about this.”

“I told you this last night.”

“When I was sleeping?” I sassed.

“Fair point.”

“Guys,” Lydia sighed. “She might be helping the Benefactor.”

“Or is the Benefactor,” I said, forking another bite.

Sheriff looked at me, nodding his head. “That good?”

I nodded, taking more food in my mouth.

“Good,” he said, smiling at me before looking back at Stiles. “That sounds like a story worth hearing.”

He turned around and closed the door. As soon as he did, my eyes flashed Green.. not that I noticed.

“Em, sweetie. Why are your eyes Green?” Lydia asked.

I looked up at her, midway putting food into my mouth, slurping the noodle that was hanging from my mouth. I started chewing before I stared off into space.

“Baby?” Stiles said.

I swallowed what was in my mouth, chewed up or not. “Someone's gonna die. I don't know who or where, but someone's gonna die.”

Sheriff stuck his head out of his office. “Anybody seen Parrish? Haigh?”

“Haven't seen him,” Haigh said after a couple of seconds.

Sheriff closed the door and turned back to face us.

I took in a small breath of air. “Parrish,” I whispered.

About a minute later, two gunshots rang out. Dad put his arm around me, moving me from in front of the window.

I walked into Stiles' arms, setting my carton on the desk.

“Hey. Hey!” Sheriff said, his gun raised.

Grunting and another gunshot was heard, a gasp not long after.

“But you're dead!” Haigh said.

Parrish grunted and punched Haigh repeatedly in the face.

What in the actual hell?

~~~

I guess the third gunshot went straight to Sheriff... because he, Stiles and I were currently in a hospital room; Sheriff on the bed, Stiles and I standing next to it.

“Alright, Mr. Stilinski,” Dr. Vandenberg said. Same doctor that conducted Stiles' MRI when Void was in his head. Perfect.

“Sheriff,” Stiles and I corrected.

Dr. Vandenberg looked at us quickly then back to his clipboard. “Sheriff Stilinski. I've got you scheduled for surgery first thing in the morning. Unfortunately, it's going to take a little digging to get that slug out of your shoulder.”

“Yeah, it's fine,” Sheriff said, flipping through the pages in front of him. “One more.”

Dr. Vandenberg walked over to the bed, Stiles and I moving.

“What's this part here? This line?”

“Patient Responsibility,” Dr. Vandenberg explained. “Parts of the procedure and hospital stay not covered by insurance.”

“Are those big parts?” I asked.

“Em--” Stiles whispered.

“No, she's right. Those big parts? Expensive parts?” Sheriff asked.

“That's between you and your insurance, unfortunately,” Dr. Vandenberg said. “You should start feeling the morphine in a minute.”

I looked at Stiles, seeing his face fall a little. I wrapped my arm around his back, my other around his stomach. He put his arm around my back, resting his hand on my waist. I quietly sighed, resting my head on his shoulder.

“Try to get some rest, Mr--” Dr. Vandenburg said, stopping his words to point at him. “Sheriff.”

As he walked by Stiles and I, I looked up at him, seeing that he was biting his nails. I reached up and pulled his hand down. “Stop doing that,” I whispered.

He looked at me then put the side of his thumb to his mouth, biting on it. One of his anxious ticks he recently picked up on.

I noticed out of the corner of my eye Sheriff looking in our direction as Stiles bounced on his toes, shaking me in the process.

“Hey, stop that. Both of you,” Sheriff said.

I looked at him as Stiles pulled his hand away from his mouth.

“I was just curious about the terminology,” Sheriff said, shaking his head. “We're not in any kind of dire straits.”

“We know about the bills, Dad,” Stiles said, his hold on me tightening just a little.

Sheriff looked at him like he shouldn’t have said that piece of information.

“I know about the collectors calling about Eichen House,” Stiles continued. “I know about the advance from the department, about the credit cards.”

“Stiles,” Sheriff said, brows slightly scrunched. “Are you going through my stuff? Emma?”

I opened and closed my mouth like a fish out of water, trying to figure out what to say, but Stiles beat me to it.

“Yeah, I go through all your stuff. Especially when you keep things from me.”

“I keep things from you--from the both of you, because you don't need to know everything,” Sheriff said.

“Yes, we do. We have to know everything. How the hell else are we supposed to take care of you?” Stiles said.

“You're not supposed to take care of me!” Sheriff yelled. “I'm the dad. You're the son. You get it? Dad. Son.”

Stiles looked down at me, a hurt look in his eyes.

“I take care of you,” Sheriff added.

Stiles looked behind us at the chair that was sitting there. He stepped out of my arms and sat down. I watched as he did this, and then looked to Sheriff.

“Noah,” I said, walking over and sitting on the edge of his bed, facing him. “You're supposed to take care of each other. We're just trying to help in the best way we know how. You, Claudia and my parents raised us that way. If we see someone in need, we help in the best way we know how. Don't be so hard on him.”

“Emma--” Sheriff sighed, looking past me to Stiles.

I turned my head to look over my shoulder at him still sitting in the chair.

“Hey,” Sheriff said. I turned my head back to look at him while his danced between me and Stiles. “We're going to be alright. The three of us. Whether you like it or not, you're in this, too, Em.”

“How do you know, Dad?” Stiles asked.

“I don't. But the morphine's kicking in. I'm not all that worried about anything right now.” He leaned his back on the pillows and closed his eyes, sighing.

“Ah, geez,” I mumbled, making Sheriff chuckle. I looked over to Stiles, who still had a hurt look on his face and sighed. I got up and walked over to him, sitting almost bridal style on his lap. I put my hand on his cheek, guiding his eyes to mine.

“But I am,” he said, softly.

“I love you,” I whispered.

He smiled a little and rested his hand on the outer part of my left thigh. I leaned down as far as I could and placed my lips to his in a soft kiss.

“We're gonna be okay,” I said. “Everything's gonna be okay. I promise.”

~~~

Stiles and I were back at home, standing in front of his crime board. He was taping a picture of Lydia's grandmother, Lorraine, and her friend Maddy, up on the board in front of some code that Lorraine had written for Lydia.

I only had both of these because Lydia had us meet her to grab them. They were essential to our investigation.

“Wow,” I whispered.

“What?” Stiles asked.

I shook my head slowly a couple of times. “Lydia looks a lot like her grandmother. They could almost pass for twins.”

He chuckled lightly. “Well, that's how it is in some families.”

“The genes are strong with this one,” I said.

He chuckled lightly again.

Since I was standing behind him, I stepped up to him and wrapped my arms around his middle and stood on my tip-toes, resting my chin on his shoulder. “Really sucks that you're, like, 20 feet taller than me.”

“Well, it's not my fault you stopped growing freshman year,” he retorted.

I feigned a gasp, lightly slapping where I could on his body. He chuckled at my action.

“For your information,” I said, walking around to stand in front of him. “I stopped growing sophomore year.” I raised a brow and nodded my head in a matter-of-fact type way. He smirked and leaned his head down, pressing his lips to mine. I smiled into the kiss, still loving that we could do this any time we wanted.

My phone dinging with a message interrupted our moment.

Lydia: Try and crack the code for me. I'm bringing my laptop over, but I have something else I need to take care of.

I sighed, putting my phone in my back pocket.

“What? Who was that?” Stiles asked.

“Lydia. She needs us to crack the code for her. Said she has something else she needs to take care of,” I shrugged.

“What the hell else--”

“She's here,” I said, walking around his crime board and down the stairs. Once I got the door and opened it, she already had her laptop sticking out for me to take. I grabbed it, smiled, and closed the door as soon as she turned around and headed back towards her car.

I walked back up the stairs to Stiles’ room, walking around his crime board once again and making my way over to his desk. I sat down and pulled my hair over my left shoulder, ready to crack this code. “Hey, move your crime board out of the way.”

I opened the laptop, hearing the squeaking of the board's wheels, letting me know that he had done as I asked. Such a sweet one.

“Alright,” I muttered, lacing my fingers and cracking my fingers. “Let's get to work.”

~~~

Getting started meant that we had sat here. For about three hours. Getting nowhere.

“Try Maddy. It's got to be Maddy,” Stiles said.

“Doesn't Maddy feel a little obvious as a cipher key?” I asked.

“I guarantee it's Maddy.”

I sighed and typed out Maddy's name into the box for the key. The word ERROR blinking in the box told us that it was wrong... like the other names we've tried.

“You owe me a Dunkin' coffee,” I said, turning my head over my shoulder to look up at him.

“Alright. Uhm, what about your name?”

“Why me?”

“I don't know, babe. Just try it.”

I sighed for the thousandth time today, typing in my own name. The same error message popped up in the box.

“What about Lydia's name? Lorraine wrote the code for her, right?” Stiles asked. “So, it's gotta be her name.”

I typed in Lydia's name, coming up short.

“Her mom's name.”

Another error message.

“Any beloved family pets she would've told you about?”

“Stiles, I don't know,” I snapped. I closed my eyes and sighed. “I'm sorry. I'm just-- getting frustrated that we haven't figured this out yet.” I put my head in my hands, bouncing my knee up and down. I felt Stiles' hands on my shoulders. “If you could just massage where your hands are right now, that'd be awesome.”

He chuckled and started moving his thumbs in small circles.

“You're a fucking saint,” I sighed. I picked my head up, looking at the screen again. “Should I call her? I mean, she would have some better insight on this than me.”

“We can do this. She asked us to do it, so us it shall be.”

I took a deep breath as Stiles moved to sit beside me at his desk. He had his head resting on his left arm, his right hand on the desk, fingers drumming away.

We both sighed at the same time, him lifting his head while I leaned mine back.

“The ashes were left for her,” I said. “The code was left for her. She's supposed to be able to figure this out. No one else is. I mean, what the hell could be more important than trying to figure out this freaking code?”

“Which is why she made it hard,” Stiles said, before putting his hand to his mouth, biting his thumbnail.

I reached over and pulled his hand away without looking. “Stop that. I'd rather you... smoke weed everyday than bite your nails.”

“The son of the county Sheriff smoking weed. How well do you think that would go over with the county?” he said.

“Well, start chewing gum then,” I said, not looking away from the computer. I was hoping the answer would pop out in front of me.

The printer beeping caused Stiles to stand up from his seat next to me. “Whoa! Oh, my God,” he said. I heard paper rustling behind me.

“How can that thing be out of paper? We haven't even used it,” I said.

“I don't know, baby. Printers are weird.”

The printer started doing it's thing as Stiles paced behind me.

“You...” he said, trailing off. “ 'No one else.' ”

“Come again?”

“No one else, but Lydia. But that could also mean you, Em.”

“What?” I said, turning to face him the best I could.

“Our guesses. They're all about Lorraine. Right? We keep trying to guess a word that has something to do with her. So, maybe we should be trying to guess one that's about you.”

“Me? What about me?” I said. “I didn't know the woman, babe.”

“Right. But what if it was something that you and Lydia had in common.”

“Besides our smarts and beautiful looks?” I sassed.

He gave me a look that said not now.

“I know. I'm sorry. Sassiness for later.”

“What do you remember doing with Lydia before you guys had your falling out? What was your guys', like, special thing? Did you guys-- did you go to the beach? Did you like ice cream--”

“She used to tell me that they would read together when she was a kid. But her and I used to watch Disney movies a lot. Especially--” I stopped dead in my tracks.

“Especially what?”

“The Little Mermaid. Lydia and I used to watch it, her and Lorraine used to read it.”

“They read that movie?” he asked, incredulously.

“It was a book first, you oinker,” I enunciated. “Hans Christian Andersen. He wrote that as well as Cinderella, The Snow Queen, and others that were eventually made into movies... by Disney.”

“Type in it. Little Mermaid.”

I sighed and typed those words in, as well as just mermaid. Same error message popping up.

“We watched it every night I stayed over there,” I remembered.”Natalie once told me that Lydia got so obsessed with it that for three months she wouldn't respond to anything but Ariel. Drove them crazy. Every time we watched it, she always quoted Ariel's lines and got upset with me when I would try to sneak a quote or two. I always had to quote her sisters or Ursula.”

“That's why she's your favorite villain,” Stiles said.

I nodded and looked at the screen. I typed in Ursula, the error message popping up. I closed my eyes and sighed in frustration, about ready to give up. I popped my eyes open and started typing again.

Ariel.

After I hit enter, the screen changed, giving us more names. I clapped once, bringing my bottom lip between my teeth and smiling the best I could.

“You recognize any of these names?” Stiles asked.

“Just Lorraine's.”

Stiles' printer was printing something off, so he walked behind me and grabbed the paper. “Baby?”

“Hmm?”

“We need to call Scott.”

“Why?” “This is why,” he said, showing me the paper.

What was on it, had my eyes growing to the size of saucers. Derek wasn't on the list anymore and Liam wasn't worth 3 million, but 18 million.

“Holy shit,” I whispered. “That means that if the price on Liam went up, then all of us on here are now worth more than we were originally.”

“Let's get to Parrish.”

~~~

After getting to the station, we headed straight for Parrish's desk.

“Well, it's not another Deadpool,” he said, looking at the list we cracked. The other thing could be worried about later. “More like an already Deadpool.”

“All of them?” I asked. “All dead?”

Parrish nodded. “Within the last 10 years. All suicides and all at the same place.”

“Eichen House,” Stiles said.

Parrish nodded again.

I sighed and walked away from them, leaning on another desk. Stiles walked up and wrapped his arms around my shoulders.

“I really hate to say this, but maybe we should go there,” I said. “Check out their files.”

“Emma, Eichen House isn't a library,” he said. “You need a warrant to get files from there.”

“Well, it's a good thing we're the kids to a couple of cops, right? Besides, Lorraine left Lydia a list of 10 suicides, including her own. There's gotta be a reason why. Is there anyone there who's willing to help us?”

“No, but there might be someone willing to take a bribe.”

“If you say Brunski, I'm gonna punch you in that adorable nose of yours.”

His silence told me his answer. I reached up and flicked the tip of his nose, causing him to jerk his head back.

~~~

How I was able to get money was beyond me. I asked my mom for it, lying to her at first. She conned me into telling the truth before she gave me the amount that I asked for and sent us on our way.

Standing in front of Brunski's desk with him sitting casually behind it was creeping me the hell out beyond belief. It was a good thing I was clung to Stiles' side at the moment.

“A thousand,” Brunski said.

“A thousand dollars?” Stiles said. “To use one little key to open up one little file room? Are you out of your mind?”

“When you get the keys, you make the price,” Brunski smiled.

“Alright,” Stiles sighed. “You actually think we have that kind of money?”

“I know you don't. If you did, Daddy Sheriff would've paid the bill by now.”

“Oh, my God. Will you please stop being such an asshole? Please?” I said.

“Feisty. I like it.”

“How would you like it if I told my dad, the Deputy, about how you treated Stiles while he was here?”

Brunski chuckled. “That's why I'm talking to you, sweetheart.”

I chuckled in return. “Alright, there's only about four people in this world that have the right to call me that. You're not one of them.”

“Anyway,” he sighed.

I rolled my eyes and reached into my back pocket, bringing out the cash that Mom gave me. “I have 500.”

Brunski nodded his head like that was a better price. I placed the cash on his desk as he reached behind him to stop the music that was playing. He put another cassette in and turned around. Picking up the cash I placed down, he smelled it.

“That's a little creepy,” I mumbled, earning a small squeeze from Stiles.

Brunski grabbed the keys and stood from his chair. “Follow me.”

Stiles and I faced each other before he grabbed my hand and led me out of the office to follow behind Brunski.

He led us to the Records room... where all the patient files are. Duh, Emma.

“Good?” Brunski asked.

“Yeah,” Stiles said. “We can help ourselves.”

We looked back and forth between each other and Brunski.

“Uh, Emma, you got the list?” Stiles asked.

I gave him a duh look as I pulled it from my back pocket. I handed it to him as we walked further into the room. He unfolded it and looked at it.

“Emma, why did you write another name on here?” he asked.

I shook my head a couple times, shrugging, even though he couldn't see. “I didn't write anything.”

“This is your handwriting, babe.”

“Why would I write another name?”

He took the couple of steps over to me, showing me the paper. “Why would you write mine?”

I looked at it, seeing that I did, in fact, write his name at the bottom of the list. I looked back up at him, tears forming in my waterline, whispering, “Why would I write your name?”

“It was the tapes, wasn't it?” Brunski asked.

We both snapped our heads to look over at him.

I screamed as Brunski tased Stiles, causing him to fall to the floor, groaning.

Brunski laughed like a psychopath, cracking his neck afterwards. He turned his head to look at me. “Your turn, sweetheart.”

I couldn't remember anything after I saw the light from the taser flashing at me.

~~~

I didn't know how long I was out for before I woke up and started to struggle against whatever was holding my hands down.

“Help us!” I screamed. “Someone, help!”

“Em, there's a lot of people screaming for help in a place like this. I don't think anyone's listening,” Stiles said.

“Well, I'm open to better ideas,” I sassed.

We both sighed at the same time.

“Because, if you didn't happen to notice, all of those suicides were murders,” I said.

“That's why she left you the message.”

“Lydia. She left Lydia the message.”

“Right.”

“Lorraine predicted her own death,” I whispered. “She knew Lydia would figure it out.”

The sound of the door creaking open caught my attention.

“Once you were able to predict your own,” Brunski said. “As well as Lydia's.” He slammed the door shut.

I grunted as I tried to break free of my restraints, Stiles doing the same.

“But they weren't murders. I am not some serial killer like Ted Bundy going around cutting up college girls.”

“You sure about that?” I sassed at him. “'Cause you kinda seem like the type.”

He chuckled and squatted next to me, setting a cassette player next to my legs.

“An Angel of Death,” Stiles added.

Brunski moved over to sit next to Stiles. “I don't think you understand my level of commitment to my work here, Stiles. There are people here who don't simply need treatment. They need release. I helped them--”

“Sounds like you're a nymph rather than an orderly,” I sassed. “Please. Continue with your story, though. It's very riveting.”

“I helped Lorraine,” Brunski continued.

“You killed her,” I whispered.

“I helped her,” he tried to correct.

I rolled my eyes as he moved back over to me.

“And now, you can help me. Because there is something about it... that's always bothered me.”

“And what would that be?”

He held a tape up to my face, tapping it twice with his thumb before he put it into the player, hitting play. A door closing and footsteps approaching something greeting our ears.

“What are you... Brunski, what are you doing?” Lorraine's voice said on the tape.

“Don't worry, Lorraine. It's going to be alright,” Brunski's voice said. “You're just going to have a little trouble breathing.”

Stiles started moving against his restraints. The next voice I heard was his as a tear slid down my cheek as he said, “Emma, look at me. Baby, don't listen. I know she wasn't your grandmother, but just don't listen. Okay, don't listen to it.”

I turned my head in the direction of his voice, which was to my right.

Lorraine's heavy breathing on the tape brought out a small wince from my throat.

“Just focus on my voice, Em. Don't listen to it, block it out. Okay?” he said, voice shaking. He grunted as I turned my head back forward, another tear slipping down my cheek.

“Emma? Baby?” Stiles said.

I couldn't focus on anything else at the moment, but I jumped at the sound of Stiles' voice yelling, “Hey, turn it off!”

“Stop!” I screamed.

I looked behind me to see Stiles laying on the floor from Brunski's doing.

He grabbed my face and turned me back forward. “Then listen... just listen.”

“You're a sick creep, you know that?” I said, trying to fight back the tears.

“I need your help with this, Emma. You're just as part of this as Lydia is. Banshee's.”

“Please, don't...” Lorraine's voice.

“Here it is,” Brunski said in my ear. “This is the part I never understood. Listen.”

“Please don't hurt them,” Lorraine said, breathing heavily beforehand.

“Don't hurt who?” Brunski's voice on the tape asked.

“Ariel... and Ursula.”

Like a light bulb going off in my head, a memory came back to me as fresh tears spilled onto my cheeks. I could feel Stiles' rage behind me. The sound of Lorraine's last breath caused me to shut my eyes, a couple of tears streaming down my cheeks.

I opened them and locked eyes with Brunski as the tape stopped. I turned my head away from him, not wanting to look into those sick eyes any longer. I heard footsteps going away from me and something sliding off one of the shelves.

“We get a lot of teenagers trying to break into our drug cabinets. Most of the time they don't succeed. But you two look pretty clever to me,” Brunski said, placing the box on the floor and grabbing something from inside.

I looked over, seeing that he had a syringe and a vial filled with a clear liquid in his hands. I started moving against my restraints, grunting as I did so. I wanted to break out of here so badly and report his ass to either my dad, Sheriff, Parrish, or someone else at the station to get this psycho locked up.

Stiles grunts told me that he was doing exactly what I was doing; trying to break free.

Brunski had the needle of the syringe in the vial, pulling some of the liquid into it. “I'll admit, Stiles, I don't have any unusual talents like Emma, but, somehow, I just knew we were gonna get a chance to do this again.” He inhaled deeply and started moving towards Stiles with the needle.

I didn't want the love of my life to die right in front of me when we haven't even had a chance to live our lives together yet. So, I did the only thing I could think of at the time.

“No. No. No,” I mumbled.

“No!” Stiles yelled.

Brunski, that sick twisted bastard, decided that the needle wasn't going to go into Stiles' neck, oh no. It was going into mine.

I gasped as I felt the needle plunge into my neck.

“Drop it,” Parrish said. “Take your thumb off that needle and slowly withdraw it from her neck.”

“Young Deputy,” Brunski said. “Keep an eye on this one, Emma. He might try and take good ol' Daddy's job from under him. You're just a kid, Deputy. I bet you've never even fired a--”

The sound of a gunshot and Brunski's groan told me that he was shot. I gasped as the needle was ripped from my neck at the impact of Brunski's fall.

I started panting a little as I heard Stiles against his restraints. Parrish walked over to me and helped loosen my own up.

“He-- he killed Lorraine. He killed Lydia's grandmother. He killed Ms. Rainy,” I said, loosening the other restraint. “He was controlling Meredith.”

I quickly crawled over to Stiles, loosening one of his restraints as he added, “He used her to create the Deadpool.”

I turned my body back around to see Brunski's body on the ground. “And he killed her when she tried to help us.” I looked up at Parrish, who looked back down at Brunski. Said bad person coughed up blood, laughing.

“What a twisted freak,” I muttered.

“You-- you think it was me?” he whispered weakly, panting. “That I was con-controlling her?” He laughed again. “Idiots... she was controlling me.” His lifeless eyes looked at Stiles as he took his last breath.

I looked at Stiles, putting the pieces together. “Oh, God. It's not him. He's not the Benefactor.”

“No,”a woman's voice said.

I turned my head back around, seeing Meredith standing there, leaning against the doorway.

“And... he wasn't on my list.” She took a couple of steps forward, letting us see her fully as she stared at Brunski's body. “But he was a bad person.”

Gasp. Plot twist.

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