#ask rivs ocs

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OC - Dante

Storyline - Disbelief + Rain World

General Information

Name/s: Dante

Age: Eternal

Sex/Gender: N/A - Genderless (Heavy Masc Leaning)

Pronouns: He/It

Appearance: It either takes the form of a Blue Sheep (with predator-animal eyes) or sheep-like slugcat, or a humanoid mage with black curly hair, sheep features such as ears and horns, a blue sweater made from their own wool (boredom) covered by a white and blue multi-layered cloak with the universe on the inner side.

Story-based information

Dante is one of the four Creators of the universe. Although the others prefer to stick to watching their one little world, one he feels bored of.

But Dante bores easily, so he made his own universe, his own planets, his own creatures, his own stories. And would continue to make more every time he grew bored once again. However this brought about issues, of planets destroying themselves if left for long enough, and he didn't like that. So he made gods to watch over them for him.

Many Millenia later and one particular young, rebellious watcher by the name of Daiki catches his eye, one who's magic had grown and could possibly rival his own. And he was not having it, so he convinced them to work with him, or more so they didn't have much of a choice. So now, they are the centre of its experiments~

Other random information:

If I had to pick a voice for Dante, it ould be Hunter from The Owl House~

The creators are from a multi-fandom rp between myself and three others, known as Zularutha, which has been going on for years now. They are our meant to resemble ourselves, the creators of Zularutha and it's stories! Dante, of course, is me~

Dante is open for asks!

[riv-has-stopped]

Hello!

I have created a second account dedicated to my non-rainworld ocs, @rivsocblog!

My ask box is open over there so go wild, I love talking about them and sharing their lore~

Oh, and feel free to ask about any of my rain world ocs too!

[rivilu]

Ooo...

[dragonaqe]

tagged to do this template by @denerims @cptcassian @arklay (thank you for the psd leah ily <3) @aartyom and @nuclearstorms SO I DID TWO <3

not tagging anybody because it seems like everybody has been already, but feel free to do it!!! I WANNA SEE !!!

[rivstyx]

woe, characters be upon ye

massive thanks to @juiceofthebox44 for the most amazing commission art ever!! it was a wonderful experience. go check out its pinned post and throw money at her

image transcriptions below the cut!

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Mary Anne “Annie” Ogden she/her Born May 7, 1842, Chattanooga, TN Died Sept 4, 1876 (34) Deadwood, SD Cause of death: Hanging Life occupation: Nurse Museum occupation: Sharpshooter mini Gender: Woman/Sexuality: Pansexual Kill count: 7 Good memory: Splitting her first bullseye out on the firing range with her father Bad memory: Skipping town in the dead of night to escape an arranged marriage Favorite food: Chicken soup Least favorite food: Raw carrots Curse of choice: Shit Annie Ogden is a cheerful woman with a disposition as fiery as her hair and a past as speckled as her freckled cheeks. She’s clever, self-assured, and stubborn as they come; rumor has it she once beat a trophy head in a staring contest. She firmly believes that a rule is only worth following as long as it helps somebody. Her experience with first aid has made her indispensable to the clumsier residents of the West, and years of experience has honed her instincts to a razor edge - if a bar fight breaks out, she’ll be the first to know, and you had better hope she’s on your side when she does. The speed and accuracy of her mind is only rivaled by her weapon: a Whitworth long range rifle, taken from the corpse of a Confederate sniper. 

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Jane Lee Leung she/her Born February 10, 1862, San Francisco, CA Died January 22, 1900 (37) Sacramento, CA Cause of death: Plague Life occupation: Laundress Museum occupation: Barkeep mini Gender: Butch/Sexuality: Lesbian Kill count: 0 Good memory: Listening to the railroad workers tell stories around the fire at night Bad memory: Narrowly surviving a building collapse in an earthquake Favorite food: Homemade potstickers Least favorite food: Shrimp Curse of choice: Fuck Jane Leung is an even-keeled butch who serves up dry cocktails and an even drier wit. Born to a Chinese rail worker father, she doesn't mind living in the Western diorama; the clamor and chaos reminds her of home. Besides, it takes a lot more than rowdy cowboys to scare her.  Her take-no-shit attitude might make her seem aloof, but she's the most loyal friend you could ever hope for - she's always ready with a listening ear and solid advice. She spends her days slinging bottom-shelf liquor and keeping her finger on the pulse of the town gossip. There are some benefits to running the only saloon.

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Born December 1, 1849, Nauvoo, IL Died August 6, 1878 (28) Utah Territory  Cause of death: Sunstroke Life occupation: Cattle hand Museum occupation: Cowboy mini Gender: Nonbinary man/Sexuality: Bisexual Kill count: 0 Good memory: Watching the stars on a clear summer night, surrounded by fireflies Bad memory: Running away from home at 16  Favorite food: Pork and beans Least favorite food: Beef liver  Curse of choice: Damn Luke Maitland is a laid-back redhead who loves kids, the outdoors, and adventures, though he really doesn’t get along with the sun. You can usually find him hanging around the bar, losing at cards and being terrible at darts. Though luck is hardly ever on his side, he never lets that stop him from trying, and he always keeps a sunny disposition even when things are at their darkest. He would hardly call himself an angel, though; he can hold his own against the Romans, and he definitely holds his fair share of grudges against them. He’s a gentle soul, though. He loves his partner, Micah, more than anything – except their kids, Maria and Max, of course. 

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Micah Rios Hernandez he/him Born July 8, 1857, San Antonio, TX Died October 12, 1886 (29) southern Texas Cause of death: Mine collapse Life occupation: Coal miner Museum occupation: Cowboy mini Gender: Nonbinary man/Sexuality: Gay Kill count: 0 Good memory: Learning to swim in the lake near his childhood home Bad memory: Nearly drowning in the lake near his childhood home Favorite food: Oranges Least favorite food: Eggs Curse of choice: Shit Micah Rios is a longsuffering Tejano man with two bad habits: smoking and falling in love far too easily. He’s borne witness to a lot of strange things in his life, so nothing really phases him anymore – not even living in a history museum a century and a quarter in the future. He’s often serious and quiet, though he’ll always volunteer to help if someone needs it. He just prefers to stay in the background. When it comes to fighting the Romans, though, it’s good to remember that it’s always the quiet ones you have to look out for. When he isn’t kicking Roman ass, he prefers to spend his time hanging out in Leung’s Bar with Luke, his partner, and their kids, Max and Maria. 

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The Twins aka The Seedlings aka Maria Jane Ogden Rios Maitland she/her and Maximiliano Isaiah Ogden Rios Maitland he/him Maria and Max Rios Maitland are twins who are joined at the hip in every way but literal. Maria is bouncy, outspoken, and passionate about her friends, while her brother is softer, shyer, and highly opinionated about what’s right and wrong. Like all siblings, they have their ups and downs, but they always resolve it in the end; the fact that they share a bed probably helps. When they aren’t in school or out playing with their friends, they can be found drawing on any available surface. They’re proof that a family doesn’t have to be conventional - sometimes, a family is a little boy, a little girl, their two gay dads, and the lesbians whose bar they all live on top of. 

[squirrelfromspace]

squirrelllll i almost forgot how much seeing you in my notes brightens my day <3 king shit fr i hope you're having a brilliant day!!

MY BELOVED

I missed seeing you OC's on my dash! If you ever just want to rant about please feel free to do so, I always love to listen!! Would always love to see if Avaris has gotten even more miserable 👀

I hope you have an amazing day as well!!

[dervampireprince]

ASMR | Black Butler - Sebastian Michaelis x Listener SFW Wanting Comfort As Sebastian's Puppy

[M4M M4A] [Gendered terms: master] [Sebastian refers to himself as 'Daddy'] [Isn't specifically pet regression or pet play, can be interpreted either way] [Lots of dusting, tapping, scratching sounds]

Based on a Patreon request. Riv asked "i’d love a comfort audio where puppy listener gets to just be sweet and quiet in daddy’s arms. any of your OCs, astarion or sebastian if you feel like voicing him again!", Tiffany Boyer asked "Sebastian or jasker".

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Old public spicy audios on sound gasm (link in pinned post). 2 Exclusive spicy audios on Patreon every month. I also stream on Twitch every week @ dervampireprince . [minors + ageless blogs dni. this blog is for 18+ only.] [do not repost/reupload/edit any of my content]

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The Heartford Arms (OC x River Cartwright x Reader)

It's here! Bisexual panic River is here!

Hope you guys like it!

Slow Horses tag list: @cillmequick

It was an accident that River found the pub in the first place. He was walking around, trying to clear his head from another shitty day in Slough House, when he ended up walking in a random direction and resisting the urge to throw himself in the Thames. The pub looked… nice? Small and down a cobblestoned alley. It clearly looked like the type that locals mainly used. No fancy overpriced cocktails or pub grub that was less pie and mash and more sous vide cuts of meat with pomme puree and micro veg.

All in all, it was the type of place that River wanted to go into. Drinking alone on a work night was never a good start but he needed this.

There were a couple of people already in the pub. Dark oak floors and counter with a hint of rich brass. The seat covers of the booths were a rich red but time had faded the fabric. It felt old. Not the false old of some of the newer pubs. This was a pub with History. The few people looked over when River came in but quickly absorbed themselves back into their pints. The only person who didn’t look away, and seemed out of place, was the bartender. His gaudily coloured shirt was an unpleasant bright spark in the otherwise comforting gloom of the pub.

River approached the bar and looked over the beers on tap. A few microbreweries (this bartender seemed like the type of knob to have them) but then there more usual, expected beers that River would expect a pub like this to have.

“What’ll be mate?”

River looked up and locked eyes with the bartender. Fuck, his eyes. Fuck, his face. Maybe that was why he wore that hideous shirt, to distract people from his impossibly handsome face. To River’s surprise, a pint was put down in front of him.

“But I-” River started but the bartender held up a hand

“Nah, mate I get it.”

Oh fuck. He spotted River staring.

“When I had to deal with Jackson Lamb all fucking day I had that same look on my face.

Wait? What?

*

If anyone asked River why he kept coming back to the Heartford Arms he’d said that it was because Robin gave him cheap pints and on a Slough House salary every little helped. Well, that was part of the truth but also there was another reason…

“River! Good to see you. Usual?”

And there was the second reason.

Beaming smile. Actually happy to see him. All round good person. Knew his order off by heart and would actually talk to him without sneering.

Fuck.

“Yeah, thanks.”

“Are you sure I can’t tempt you into something new?”

You grinned at him and you poured his pint. Fuck, you could tempt him into hell and back but instead River shook his head.

“Just the usual, thanks.”

“Come on Riv, don’t you want to try something new?”

River jumped as Robin practically silently walked up behind him. Robin gave him a sympathetic look and when you’re back was turned whispered,

“Sorry, bad habits are hard to break.”

“Don’t mention it.”

You turned back and gave the two of them a beaming smile. You didn’t know about them being Service or Slough House and River wanted to keep it that way. River could sense Robin relaxing next to him and couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. Robin got to work with you day in and day out. Robin ran a successful business. Was handsome, charming, funny and had the balls to leave Slough House. Everything that River didn’t have. Why would you looked anywhere other than at Robin?

“Cheers.” said River as he moved into his usual booth

You stared at him with worry etched across your face. You leant closer to Robin.

“Is he ok?” you asked

Robin sighed, knowing he couldn’t tell you the whole truth.

“He will be,” he said, “he just needs his head screwing on.”

*

It’s funny how quickly good things can come to an end.

River had popped out briefly for a cheeky lunchtime pint. Lamb was fuck knows where and Slough House was unusally quiet. Well, now River knew why.

“Hey River! Come join us!”

Min’s voice carried through the quiet pub and River groaned. He slowly approached the others and said,

“How the fuck do you know about this place.”

Louisa nodded towards Robin who was already pouring River his usual.

“Left before you joined,” she said, “did he keep that from you.”

“No. He just didn’t let me know that you guys came in as well.”

River sat down heavily and sighed,

“Well this place is fucking ruined.”

“Don’t say that,” said Min, “where else are you going to find a pint for less than a fiver in London?”

Well, that was true. Even the dirtiest Spoons was still expensive. Robin put down River’s pint and said,

“Don’t let Lamb catch you guys here.”

“We won’t.” said Min

“How many times have we been here and he hasn’t caught us.” said Louisa

“Why, you still afraid of him?” asked Min

“No.” Robin said, a little too quickly earning a smirk from the trio

“Does he even know about this place?” said River

“Oh yeah,” said Robin grimacing, “came in one time and stunk the place out. Fucking arsehole. One day I’m going to bar the cunt.”

“Good luck with that.” said Louisa

“I’d like to be in when that happens.” said Min

“No you don’t,” said Louisa, “you know he’ll just ban us from coming here.”

“What Lamb doesn’t know can’t hurt him.” protested Min

“He’ll find out,” said Robin, “he always has a way of finding these things out.”

Just at that moment the door to the pub opened and the four of them looked over nervously. Instead of the imposing figure of Lamb, a rather tense looking Catherine entered. She was clutching her bag tightly and looking nervous. Robin immediately hopped up and said,

“Catherine. It’s been too long.”

“Yes, well,” she said curtly, “you run a pub.”

“I do serve tea and coffee and soft drinks.”

“Well,” Catherine said, “still…”

Robin winced, realising he put his foot in it.

“Sorry.”

Catherine gave him a soft smile, knowing that he didn’t mean any harm. She turned her attention to the others.

“Jackson wants you three back in the office,” she said, “and for Robin to stop serving you at lunchtime.”

“He said that?” asked Robin with raised eyebrows

“Not quite those words.” admitted Catherine

“Seemed a bit too restrained for him,” said Robin, “but you guys should leave.”

Robin clapped River on the shoulder, causing River to blush and Min and Louisa to share a knowing look. Robin moved behind the bar where you were. River’s gaze drifted to you and you gave him a bright smile before looking back at Robin.  Robin smiled down at you and you laughed at something he said and got out a cocktail shaker.

“Thank fuck,” muttered Min, “she trying to teach him how to make a decent cocktail.”

“Do you think it’ll work?” asked Louisa

“It’s got to be better than the shit cocktails he serves us.”

The rest of the conversation was lost on River. He was too busy focusing on the way Robin touched you and the way you leant into his touch. You laughed at Robin’s attempts at making a cocktail.

“Cute couple.”

Now this snapped River out of his thoughts. He looked down at Catherine who was looking at you and Robin. River clenched his jaw briefly before downing his pint and slamming the glass on the table. He stormed out of the pub, earning a confused look from Catherine.

“What was that all about?” she asked

“River’s pinning.” Min said in a low voice

“Over who?” asked Catherine

“We don’t know,” said Louisa, “although my money’s on y/n.”

“Nah,” said Min as he double checked he had his bag and all his belongings, “it definitely Robin.”

Catherine watched them leave before slowly following. If Louisa or Min had bothered to ask her, she would’ve said that the answer was obvious.

It was both.

[rivsocblog]

Brief introduction to my core casts

GalacticClan (warrior cats magic rp)

Raven

Male - He/Him

Raven is one of my favourite murder cattos who I originally heavily based off of Zeref from Fairy Tail, and it shows-

He started of quite distant and cold after an accident regarding the death of the SaturnClan leader, which further led to GalacticClan being exiled from their territory under threat of war from the other leaders, and later the exile of his brother Echo, who chose to take the blame for all the death caused (because if you know Fairy Tail, you can probably guess who actually did it). He opened up a little after getting assigned an apprentice, and also meeting a housecat from a nearby village named Pixie :>

But... Things take a turn for the worse and he ends up being influenced into honing his life stealing magic and then taking revenge for how poorly his leader and grandparent, Asterstar, treated him and his siblings... And it goes even further downhill from there <33

So from that you would be right to assume that he is in fact the villain of the storyline!

Pixie

Female - she/her

A little ray of sunshine... Almost quite literally with her light magic!

Pix is Raven's first and (in his eyes) only friend until her death. She would often join him on his patrols (solo or with his apprentice) whether he liked it or not, determined to break his shell. This was something she was infamous for in the village, and earned a reputation for being quite the storyteller.

What changed after she died? Well, first if all, Raven's broken shell built right back up, stronger this time, and he rejected all her attempts at communicating. And after a while she noticed a dark presence with him. Seeing the path he chose to take afterwards as well drove her away. She was sad to have to let him go, but at least she could focus on keeping the rest of GalacticClan safe, and they enjoyed her presence there!

And with that, pix earns her spot as a protagonist <3 a dead one, but still present~

Note- like Raven, Pix was also based off of a character from Fairy Tail: Mavis <33

Pebblefang

Male - he/him

Pebblefang is a warrior of SaturnClan with abilities similar to Dovewing's, being extreme hearing (which he trained himself to drown out). After an accident left him heavily injured and immobilized, some twolegs took him in, and there he met Cecille. They scared him, a lot, at first, but they warmed up to each other quickly as they helped him through recovery. In the end, he managed to convince them to join SaturnClan, relieved that they were accepted.

Big time skip, Raven's return to the clans brought about big changes, one of those being that Cecille was quickly forced into leadership and he could sense that something had changed in them, they had become a lot more... protective of him, insisting he not leave their side. He didn't argue, he loved being around them. (Oh, right, yeah, they became mates like not long before this) And when he found out that Raven had sent out orders for him to be killed, he understood everything.

Pebblefang is a protagonist, but I like to call him Cecille's purpose <33

Pokémon RP

Imperia Selke

Agender - They/Them

Imperia, my little immortal babyy oh how much trauma I have inflicted on this poor... Child? Hmmm... Idk about that one, I mean, 3000+ years? I don't think they would count as a child-

Anyway. Long story short, they're 'cursed' by Arceus for their role in the construction of the Ultimate Weapon, which backfired and ended up destroying all life on earth. They later awoke in the time of Legends: Arceus, and assumes the role of the player, albeit from the past and not the future this time. Here they met their partners, Arc (the guardian Arcanine) and Chomper (an alpha Garchomp), among many other pokemon who travel with them. In the end, they made a deal with God, I mean Arceus, to aid in keeping the world from imbalance and destruction at the hands of people who wish to harness the power of the legends for themselves.

And so they do!

And that leads us to present day, where they find themselves... Back in Kalos, and on the run from Team Flare after a failed attempt and destroying everything they had been working on with the help of explosives. Along the way, they meet Tana, the daughter of Lysandre and a fellow flare escapee. The two of them team up to stop their mission to harness the weapon (which Imperia had no idea about when they first came here, assuming it had been destroyed, trauma go brr-).

And uhh it doesn't stop there, the duo become an unstoppable team as they deal with situations in Alola, Galar, hell even back in Hisui again! Which all leads up to the final story arc, the final showdown against Rainbow Rocket (all held there against their will by a Malamar controlled by Giovanni) because yes.

And here everyone finds out that Imperia can in fact die, and has died many times throughout their journeys!

And it doesn't stop there! Because there are future story arcs regarding the fan region Roria from Roblox Pokemon Brick Bronze, and also Paldea!

Imperia was originally intended to be the villain, but they ended up becoming the protagonist~

(Picrew^)

Vivie

Demi-girl - She/They

Played Pokemon Scarlet, added my character because I felt like it.

Vivie, omg where do I start with her. Attending the Paldean Academy allowed her to do... A lot, one could even say too much-

Every years treasure hunt ended with her having done one bizarre thing after another, from such a young age. Encountering and befriending an ancient, sealed away legendary cat with sword fangs; entering Area Zero and catching a paradox Pokemon, SOMEHOW obtaining a Hisuian pokemon, among a whole number of other crazy feats. Her most notable however, happened after Chien-Pao led her back to Area Zero, and they found a little Zygarde core at the bottom, which then led them to Kalos... And Imperia and Tana.

Tana and Vivie are basically twins, and this was NOT intended, but a very welcome development nonetheless.

Vivie is my ball of chaos, who doesn't even bat an eye at what she has achieved and I love her. She does mellow out in the future due to... Trauma, and reunites with the group when they come to Paldea~

Vivie is also a protagonist :>

(Also picrew^)

Disbelief SMP (Minecraft Roleplay)

I am going even more brief with these guys-

Daiki Vespertine

Genderless - They/Them

The youngest of the Watchers. Daikis in game origin is an Arcanite, a being of pure magic. Over many many millenia they have honed their abilities to perform feats like creating powerful beings and travelling to different universes... And is yet another character sponsored by God! Except this time the creator of the universe is a sheep instead of a Pokemon, and he craves entertainment. Daiki takes the form of a human with canine features, although has many others. They also have their own wolf pack, closely bonded to their alpha Prince :]

Aster Vespertine

Genderless - He/Him

Aster is a feline watcher who took great interest in Daiki's growth. Now however they tend to be there to keep the young watcher grounded if they start overwhelming themselves, acting as an older brother for them.

Fun fact, Aster is terrified of snakes~

Cedar Lightfoot

Genderless - They/Them

Cedar is a small rabbit watcher with an affinity for spores and shrooms! They are slightly older than Daiki and is their closest friend, but they desire to be more than that.

[No design]

Briar Silvius

Female - She/They/It

Briar is what the people of Disbelief would call a Dragonkin, however she would argue otherwise, due to actually being a dragon with a humanoid form that she prefers taking. Her official title is Guardian of the Forests, and it's a role she takes seriously. Briar used to have a lover, but a curse took her away and all that was left was a great tree and small dragon egg that Briar took to raising.

Daiki (Nickname- Foxki)

Genderless (Female leaning) - She/They/It + Neos

Foxki is a... Messed up experiment I guess, the result of what happens when you test means of reviving humans on a dead fox. This baby has a lot of trust issues but, after years and years of struggles, somehow found their way to Disbelief where Daiki, their counterpart from this world, swore to make sure that they can finally live in peace.

These are all very brief (trust me, there's a lot of material on these guys), and there are a lot more characters, but for now...

(Side note, I call some of them villains instead of antagonists because their intent is truly meant for evil)

Everyone here is now open for asks!

[lively-potter]

— moon struck ; part 7

— genre ; strangers to friends to lovers, kinda grumpy x sunshine, fluff, angst, smut, angst with a happy ending 🥹

— warnings ; body insecurities ( mentioned ), eating disorder ( mentioned ), oc deals with a severe amount of anxiety and panic attacks, violence, smut ( later ), FLUFF, love struck jungkookie 🥹

— find me on Wattpad ; LivelyPotter

— word count ; 2.4k

— intro , part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six

— 2024 © LivelyPotter all rights reserved

— taglist ; @ahgasegotarmy116 @jk97bam

river's pov ; three pm

My stomach grumbled lowly, but I paid it no mind.

Instead, I turned my awe filled eyes down to a sleeping Moon – who decided to make my boobs her pillow.

Sang smiled softly at me and layed her head on my shoulder. "Brandon's planning on stopping by and staying with you while I'm gone helping Corey and Raven with an assignment."

"So he'll be staying with me for pickup?' relief relaxed my body. With Brandon here, I knew I wouldn't be as terrified as I would be if I was alone. My brother is one of the only people who who really calm me down and give me strength when I felt like I was failing ( but where Jungkook was concerned, I definitely was ).

Sang giggled, "He will. So you won't have to face Jungkook alone."

I tightened my hold on Moon, just holding the adorable baby just a little bit closer to me. Her little lips smacked sleepily when she nuzzled against my boobs.

I shook my head in amusement. Adorable baby.

"Yeah." That was totally true.

A flush decorated my cheeks when my mind went back to the dream I had. And hours before that; when my hands got burned.

Speaking of burned hands, the blisters had gotten way better after Sean stopped by the house this morning and applied some ointment onto my hands and wrapped them. According to him, I could take the bandages off tonight – but as of right now, I needed to let the ointment sink into my skin.

Gently rocking Moon back and forth, my thumb rubbed over her little rosy cheek in awe, completely in love with this adorable, sweet baby.

I hummed lowly, hugging her against my chest.

Sang watched the scene in front of her with a large sweet smile and took a seat beside me on the beanbag.

"So...has he texted you anymore?"

You just had to go there, didn't you?

I avoided her eyes, feeling my cheeks head, and decided to give my attention to Moon.

"Uh, yeah." I admitted, a shy grin coming over my lip – hiding from her. "A little bit."

"Like what?" her tone was teasing.

"...well he said it was okay that I replied a day or so late...and he apologized again for the whole oven incident even though it wasn't his fault." I explained, "It was mine. I wasn't paying attention when I should have and stupidly grabbed the freaking pan with my bare hands."

"Maybe he just wants to keep the conversation going," she said, "We all know he likes you–seems very interested—"

"River doesn't need all that in her life, sweetie." Brandon made his appearance. I sucked in a sharp breath, holding Moon tighter against me as my heart thumped crazily. She shifted a little in my arms, but otherwise remained unbothered.

"Shit!" Sang clutched her heart with widened eyes, "Where did you come from?" she asked her boyfriend. Brandon grinned and dropped a brown paper bag on the low table in front of me.

"Eat, Riv." he pointed to me, cerulean blue eyes drifting towards Sang. "I walked through the door. You just didn't notice me come in." he snickered, dropping a kiss on her lips.

While they greeted one another, I couldn't help but think over his words. River doesn't need all that in her life. He can't decide for me. Annoyance burned my insides causing me to glare at my brother out of the corner of my eye.

I held onto Moon gently, protectively, shielding her from my brother's eyes.

"What do you mean by that?" I couldn't help but snap – the anger in my voice couldn't be ignored.

Bradon and Sang's head swiveled in my direction, eyes widened at my anger. I glared at my brother, warning him to spew even more shit.

Brandon opened and closed his mouth, searching for something today. Meanwhile Sang moved to stand behind him, rifling through some paperwork, hiding a pleased smirk. I knew she was listening closer than Brandon thought she was.

Just who did he think he was?

Don't get me wrong – I loved my brother and I'm grateful for all he's done to me. But he doesn't get to control my life. He doesn't get to decide what's bad or good for me without my consent.

"Well?" I insisted, eyes squinting, prodding at him to say something.

Brandon sighed heavily and leveled me with stern glare. "I'm only looking out for you, River." he said, peeking down at the child in my arms. "You're almost twenty years old – young, you have an entire beautiful life ahead of you...and Jungkook...well..." he hesitated for a slight moment.

I nodded at him to continue, my anger not leaving but rising.

"The man is twenty-six years old. He's divorced and has a baby, River. He's basically already went through life, if you really think about it — marriage, kids, collage — you name it — he's probably experienced it. And if you ever decided to be in a relationship with him, you'll always be fifth in line to him, River. He's got his daughter to think of, his family, his job, and his ex-fucking-wife. Do you want to got through life knowing you'll always be fifth to him?"

Emotion clogged my throat.

Fifth.

That hurt. Way more than it should – especially if it was Brandon saying it.

Yeah. Jungkook didn't really need to add me and my problems in his life at this point. I wouldn't be any good for Jungkook, anyway. He's way too good for someone like me.

My brother's face crumbled in sadness, knowing that his words hurt. By now, Sang watched me over Brandon's shoulder sadly, her usual happy eyes dimming. My eyes slightly glossed over and before I could lost even more control over my emotions, I turned my face downwards and watched Moon.

Fifth.

"...I'm sorry, Pixie." Brandon spoke sadly, "It's just–you're my little sister...and I want you to be happy...and I...I don't want you to be fifth to anyone. Ever. You deserve to be loved, cherished, thought of constantly...and you deserve a fresh start in life. Where you can meet someone, fall in love, get married – and hell, even have babies of your own. Your own family." he said, patting the top of my head, eyes watching me closely. "I just don't want you regretting anything years later without thinking everything through."

I nodded quietly.

"Yeah." I forced out, making my eyes never waver from Moon's face. I sought comfort in her cuddles and in her presence while the air between my brother and I grew stifling.

But, as I sat there, in my own world, the insecure thoughts that constantly plagued me for most of my life broke out from the box I had shut them in years ago.

The feelings of those emotions and thoughts was overwhelming, and every limb shook.

It was even harder to breathe than normal.

I sucked in lungfuls of air slowly, to not arouse suspicion in my brother and anchored myself to Moon to grasp ahold of myself.

river's pov ; five pm

Two hours passed by slowly.

And I was sinking further into myself, allowing those same emotions that tore me down, time and time again, chip away at the shields I used to protect myself.

I was in a daze – hardly becoming alert to anything.

Even Jungkook.

My eyes were blank from emotion when he walked inside with a bright grin and a happy disposition, finding me instantly. I silently handed him a happy Moon and walked away to pack her bag.

His smile dimmed and his eyes grew confused at my odd actions.

Brandon followed after me closely, hardly allowing me personal space as he spoke calming words into my ears. I was close to wanting to shut down and blank out for a while.

Jungkook watched me closely, his chunky combat boots thumping heavily on the ground when I hugged Brandon in thanks, Moon's backpack in my hand, before resuming my stride to him.

"So, uh, how was she?" Jungkook scratched at the back of his neck, sending me a shy smile, boba eyes gleaming when I focused my attention on him.

I forced a tiny smile and avoided his eyes, feeling agony flare inside my heart.

Why did this hurt so bad? I wasn't fully sure if I really really liked him. But now I would have to let him go and move on with my life.

Isn't this happening too fast and not crash down on me so suddenly?

"She was perfect." I ground out, wanting nothing more to cuddle into his waist, like Moon, and sob. Even though I avoided him like the plague, I still knew more than I ought to about him, so I knew that he was good at comforting people. And he was warm. So warm. Maybe it would melt away the ice that seemed to make my limbs grow stiff and cold. "...As always."

Anyone could detect the hidden sadness in my voice.

Why was I acting like this in front of him? I didn't want to.

Stupid heart. Stupid emotions. Stupid me.

Jungkook hoisted his little daughter further up his chest and watched me, perfectly dark arched brow drawing together, silver piercing catching the light. His pink lips parted, licking at the double hoops threaded through his lips and gulped slightly.

"What's wrong, River?" he asked softly, voice growing quieter when he took a step closer to me, the toes of his shoes softly touching mine. His tattooed hand carefully reached out and stopped inches from my own, hesitating.

Oh god.

With him watching me with such a soft look in his eyes, the feelings I tried so hard to mask, to hide, to disappear, came upon me in less than a second. They hit me harder than I could have ever imagined – and I stumbled back, fingers tingling with the effort to not reach out and brush my hand along his.

All I could seem to think about was him. Him. Him. Him. Him.

I sucked in a sharp breath, tears stinging my eyes as another thought hit me.

Brandon's words.

My own insecurities.

I was fooling myself into thinking–...nevermind.

I would be nothing but a burden to him – he's got enough to worry about.

Wouldn't be good for him.

No.

No.

No.

"I'm fine." I whispered weakly.

I'm not. I'm really not. Just hold me and make me forget everything.

Please.

It hurts.

It became harder to breathe. My lungs expanded to gulp down more air, but it was a futile effort. My knees shook underneath my weight.

If I didn't get out of here soon, I'd fall.

Everything I'd been trying so hard to push away, came crashing down the moment I was in his presence, walls down for the first time in years. Brandon's words damaged them...I was weak, healing, in the process of rebuilding...and then he came in.

And tore them down. Completely.

I was vulnerable.

My eyes met his in a silent plead.

I just wanted to go home and cuddle with Kingston.

Hold me. Make me forget. It hurts.

"River?" His strong, gentle voice made me break even more. It took every ounce of strength inside my body not to crumble. "Nae Sarang, what's the matter?"

I cried a little more on the inside.

Moon sleepily nuzzled into Jungkook neck's and cutely tugged on the multiple earrings in his ears, momentarily taking his attention. "Shhh, baby, just a moment." he cooed to his baby, nuzzling his nose with hers, worry still apparent in his eyes when he turned his eyes to me.

My limbs grew colder. I was reminded. I shouldn't bring him into my problems. He didn't deserve that. He's got sweet little Moon and his own life to worry about. Fifth. Fifth. Fifth.

Despite the agony within my heart and in my soul, I blinked away the tears.

"I have to close in a few minutes." my voice didn't sound like my own. It was detached and just plain sad.

And even he noticed.

His doe eyes grew panicked and he slowly nodded, "...oh...okay." he let out, body towering over mine. I could still feel him peeking down at me shyly as I died just a little more on the inside.

He licked his lips again and swallowed, big hand falling onto Moon's back, rubbing her little shoulders gently. Looking like he was thinking of what to say, I backed away.

I have to get out of here. Away from him. Gain control of myself.

Jungkook took a step after me, and although he looked shy – which contrasted to his appearance – he looked determined.

"No." he spoke firmly, yet gentle, "You're not fine, Nae Sarang." I gulped as the tears stung my eyes once more. Jungkook saw my eyes glaze over and stopped. His stern expression crumbled, and now he only looked worried.

"How about you come with Moon and I...to the italian restaurant and we'll talk, yeah?"

My head bowed as a tear fled my eye and dropped onto the top of his shiny black combat boot. A sniffle left my nose, and i berated myself for it.

"...I..." it was going to hurt saying this. "I...can't." I shook my head and turned around so my back faced him. "I'm sorry. I have to go."

I couldn't stand to be in this room any longer.

I ran out of the room, baspassing my distressed brother, and hightailed it to the bathroom at the back of the building.

My body shook with the effort.

I sobbed quietly into my hands and slid to the ground, unable to hold myself up any longer. My heart beat unnaturally fast – too fast.

I wrapped my arms around my knees and fought to catch my breath.

The tears just wouldn't stop flowing.

My arms and legs trembled violently in my grip, and I felt like I was losing myself.

In the throes of my misfortune, familiar arms wound around me and cradled my face.

"Shhh, River." cerculean blue eyes gazed into my own – only theirs were more panicked than mine was.

"Breathe, Riv – you gotta breathe."

"Brandon." his name left my mouth in a shallow gasp. I clutched onto his shirt and let him ground me for the time being. "Brandon." I sniffled, severely out of breath.

I laid against him, entirely exhausted by everything.

Brandon picked up my limp body and carried me outside while I watched the sky darken with only one thought on my mind.

My eyes were now opened.

author's note ; ✨

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[sleepyc63]

I love ur anthro scugs. how many more to go before there all finished? I think it's just riv? Idk

funny you asked about riv, i’m finishing up their ref sheet rn :D

but after rivulet i still need to do enot and nightwatcher, then i'll move onto OCs or maybe even the iterators :0 i'll do both eventually i’m just not sure who i’m doing first. i’m gonna finish the main ten scugs before i do tho

[sycamorality]

hey chat i wanna write [and void knows if i'll ever get around to it] and i have some ideas but, i can't choose, so-

you can ask for details on any but i doubt ill say anything if it spoils something

[t00nyah]

me and @levzee hang out a bit and drew a bunch of stuff on wbf :33

some doodles by levzee!! EEEE there's gourmenot :3

2. sliver showing her weird cat to moon

3. levzee's oc ferry (and the apprentice! they look like twinsies with these colours)

4. alt+f4, levzee's iterator oc. he's surrounded.

5. ferry and alt+f4 lore?????

6. moon and riv!!!!

7. my iterator sona 6 stones hope u like him /j

8. no homo bro

9. levzee asked me if you can kill moon and this was what i told her (as a joke of course) but this made me think of rivulet so

10. my REAL iterator sona - good things happen (named after...a black dresses song...because i...love black dresses...) i decided that cringe is DEAD and iterators with cat ears and weird clothes are FINE (im very strict with myself on things like that)

their symbol is supposed to be a flower

11. real lore - gth has less braincells because ferry eated them

12. twenty curses, silver bells! or just bells! gth's 'weird dog' of a slugcat. you may or may not recognize them...(elaboration ahead)

13. i decided im upset about slugpups who weren't taken in from the whiteboard event i had with my friends back in june(link to those pups, the explanation is in part one)...so i adopted them into blooming terrarium, which is like gth's shelter for wild runaway scugs and different kinds of critters they took interest in!

and yes, lilypucks twins are either dead or taken in by someone, but definitely not by gth (since, you know...memory crypts...kind of hard to survive there and an iterator definitely can't just poof get them from here)

14. had to map out where eclipse of sunrise, celestial magnificence and good things happen are in relation to pebbles...the maps aren't finished but at least i quickly came up with the basic concepts!

15. weird iterators...(just thought of a random 'iterator that looks like a scavenger' idea and we doodled. they're friends)

[tixdixl]

What's the fastest way to piss them off? To calm them down? To cheer them up?

If they could magically change ONE aspect of their life immediately with no repercussions, what would it be?

Which of the 7 deadly sins (pride, greed, envy, wrath, lust, gluttony, sloth) do you associate most with your OC and why? (remember some of these have more than one connotation e.g. blood lust)

For Kingsley and Emil :P

Hihi! Thanks for these!!! You're really making me think on this one.

What is the fastest way to piss them off? To calm them down? To cheer them up?

Kingsley is tricky. Intimidation/boasting without any real bearing is a pet peeve of his. But also... if you pull a Ruggie and just steal the mask off his face? Yeah, that'll piss him off quick. Calming him down is a toughie, but he does develop a few coping mechanisms in training and in running.... cheering him up is even harder. I know its possible, but its not actually something I've explored.

Emil is much easier. Taking advantage of other people or wielding power over them unjustly will not only piss him off, but will result in him picking a fight. Calming him down- depends on if we are talking from anger or from sorrow and anxiety. Anger, he will rage clean like there is no tomorrow. When it comes to sorrow and anxiety though, if its someone he knows and trusts, music and physical touch will help. Things like holding his hand, or running fingers through his hair. He has a worry stone that he keeps on his person to help ground him too. Cheering him up is fairly easy. Humor is good. Hugs are good. Quality time and distractions are good.

If they could magically change ONE aspect of their life with no repurcussions, what would it be?

....oh this is hard actually.... cause if im thinking freshman Kingsley? He would change himself. He would ask to be someone else. He would ask to be the son his parents wanted.

Emil would have cured his sibling. He would want Riv still alive.

Which 7 Deadly Sin do I associate with them and why?

Kingsley is Wrath. He is ruthless, quick to anger, and will do harm without a second thought.

Emil is Pride. "After all, mother knows best~."

Prompt

Tag list: @ramshacklerumble @elenauaurs @rainesol @thehollowwriter @inmateofthemind

@cyanide-latte @blithesharem @boopshoops @theleechyskrunkly @starry-night-rose

Lmk if you want added/removed

[rivstyx]

ASK GAME!!! Walter for 2, 15 and 37 -elijah

HIII THANK YOU

2 - How easy is it for your character to laugh?

SO easy. he’s amused by anything and everything

15 - How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

oh he does not have a filter. it’s a straight unbroken shot between his brain and his mouth

37 - Do they have a system for remembering names, long lists of numbers, things that need to go in a certain order (like anagrams, putting things to melodies, etc)?

he sings everything to himself! it’s tuneless and never the same each time — and there’s no way he could ever teach it to anyone else — but he has fun with it!!

[whenshesayshush]

I won't let my demons win (my only rival is within)

Fandom: Fate: The Winx Saga Ships/Characters: Musa/Riven, Sky, Stella, Marco, Male OC Word count: 6106

“Riv, can I tell you something?” The surprise is apparent on his face and in his aura, but it’s not dismay at her having the audacity to even ask. It’s a ‘you live in a suite with four of your girlfriends but you want to talk to me?’ kind of bewilderment, from someone who’s not used to being a legitimate choice for sensitive subject matters. And he clearly knows that’s what this is, because his voice softens when he finally replies. “Yeah. Of course you can.” Her arms tighten around her knees. “It’s about my mom.” “Are you sure?” He straightens up a little. “You don’t owe me an explanation, about any of that.” “I think I’ve been wanting to tell someone for a while.” That’s not quite true, and if she’s not going to be honest, there’s no point to this. “I’ve been wanting to tell you, for a while.”

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