#but i knew i had to try because this picrew so far is the only one with both

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The First Kill and Final Girl Poll Results

My opinions and also my thoughts are below.

Haley won the first kill poll in a landslide. It makes sense, in a way. She’s the hot blonde chick, she's destined to die early. However, since she's also very high on the final girl poll, she has high preservation and she put up a decent fight without actually fighting (think of Tatum Riley from Scream).

Alex is a jock. He won’t make it far.

All I wanted to ask is WHO VOTED ELLIOTT IN THE FINAL GIRL POLL??? WHY IS HE HIGHER THAN SAM, ALEX, AND EMILY?? What the FUCK would he do? I love him and all but he would absolutely die early on. He’s always alone in his cabin and nobody visits him except for Leah and maybe Willy so he’s an easy target.

Emily absolutely knows what’s going on and who did it with her witchy crystals and prophetic dreams. She would warn others about it, especially since she knew her sister isn’t missing but instead killed, though nobody believed her. But since she knew what the hell is happening from the beginning, she needs to die.

Shane is pretty difficult to think about tbh. From the poll, he's pretty average on both and I struggle to think how he could die. But I definitely think he would die, just not that early, and he actually puts up a good fight.

Harvey's results are average as well but he is slightly higher than Shane's. He is pretty useful, as the only one of two medical professional AND the only doctor, he needs to die possibly halfway through the movie.

Sebastian has less than a percent of vote in the first kill poll but surprisingly average on the final girl poll. I get it, I think he absolutely would die but not early. In my head, he and Sam (who has a small vote for final girl and pretty high on the first kill, dear Lord you guys are adamant for this man to get killed) would die together, Fear Street 2 double kill kind of way. Pretty scenic and beautiful.

Penny is divisive. People agree that she either would be the first easy kill or she’s the final girl. I do think she’d die, but on the later parts of the movie. She’s smart so she could outwit them but she doesn’t have the body skill to easily outrun her pursuer. I’d say she'd die à la Casey Becker from Scream, where she gets killed whilst trying to run away from them.

Now, here comes the fun part.

First we have Maru. With her stat, it makes sense she made it far. She’s a genius and definitely far more durable than Penny, I’d still think she’d rather use her brain than her muscles though. But she’s very useful, she’s one of the only medical professional and with Harvey dead, she’s the only one left. So, I think she would die near the end of the movie.

Second, Leah. Definitely a final girl material. Plus point other than her muscles is that she’s familiar with the wilderness, she knows her way if she needs to run to the forest to hide. And I think she’s the equilibrium to brain and brawn. But she’s not the winner of the poll so she had to die, though she won’t go down without a fight.

Lastly, we have our final girl.

Okay, raise your hands if you’re surprised because this is very predictable.

Abigail is a final girl material TO THE T. She’s vulnerable yet strong and skilled of a combatan enough to fight back the pursuer. And you know what’s lacking with Leah and Maru? They would hesitate to do stupid things that protagonists do, and Abigail would make stupid decisions that’d endanger her or her friends (the latter possibly causing their deaths).

Anyways, uh.. I can’t draw for shit so here’s a picrew of bloody Abigail with a badge I hastily made in canva. Congrats girl! Now hopefully you’ll get therapy, Lord knows you need them after losing everyone you love.

BONUS: the final scene in my head is Abigail sitting in her battered kitchen with a cup of hot green tea. She didn’t drink the tea, not even a sip. She instead stared into her reflection as the camera pans out for the viewer to peek Caroline’s mangled body adjacent to the stove, blood splattered on the powder blue walls then it cuts to black.

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MyStreet picrews

will (eventually, maybe) draw the MCD and MyS versions myself, but I wanted a baseline design idea. I keep going back to a PDH/MyS rewrite in between all my Thoughts about MCD and wanted to make the main characters on one of my favourite picrews.

A few additional head canons/AU facts:

-Nana makes her own jewellery, all of her bracelets and necklaces are hand-made, so are the chokers Aph and Katelyn are wearing

-Aphmau was born with wings and white runes up her arms and on her face, no one knows quite why, but doctors have assumed she's a rare type of magi

-Zane's white streaks are natural, he wasn't born with them, but they started growing in when he was two/three (also applies to MCD Zane)

-Aaron is covered in scars from various fights with other werewolves, he refuses to use his wolf form when fighting, so he gets hurt more often

-Travis had to have his left leg amputated as a child and now has a prosthetic and uses a cane, only Dante knew him before his leg was removed

-Katelyn has really long, thick hair (almost to her hips) but she shaves one side of it almost religiously because her first girlfriend ever said it made her look badass, and she revels in that idea

-Lucinda got her first tattoo (butterfly on her chest) illegally as a teenager, Katelyn and Nicole have matching butterflies on their ankles they got at the same time

-Laurance is very far-sighted, man can't see shit more than three feet in front of him, this leads to him tripping/walking into things a lot, hence all the band-aids on his face

-Michi's parents were very not good to her and Mikai when they were little, and the two of them lived with their aunt throughout all of high school, she's not currently in contact with any of her relatives

-Dante is hard-of-hearing and wears hearing aids, which messes up his Magick when he tries to use it (siren magi, can't hear properly = can't do sound-based Magick properly)

-Garroth knows sign language and preferred to use it in high school as opposed to speaking, this was due to his stutter, though he learned initially for Zane (who is a selective mute)

-Nicole never knew who her mother was, but her father has told her a number of times she was a magi (a witch), Nicole doesn't know if that's true though, as she's never had any Magick of her own

will probably draw them all myself at some point, but there's a lot of characters and designs are hard. might try doing Dante again, I couldn't figure out his hair with the picrew I used

Picrew link:

TOON ME! ⟪ A ⟫｜Picrew

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fuck it oc picrews under the cut

This is Reymas she is a btd oc who got snatched by Ren when they were 21 and now lives as an immortal 28 year old vampire divorce victim trying to simultaneously murder Ren and make him stop human trafficking with the power of friendship and love. She was a vegetarian before she turned into a vampire. She really likes lighting things on fire and her biggest aspiration is to build a Bomb that Works. She got a dentist to give her fake vamp teeth before she even knew vampires were real and as a result even when her actual vampire fangs retract she still has these stupid fucking fake teeth so like. Get outed every time u smile I guess. Please please nobody ever tell her she has terf bangs ����

This is Sun he turned Reymas into a vampire bcus her moral code flew a little too close to his century-long dead boyfriends who either haunts Sun as a ghost or is a hallucination caused by intense mental illness exerbated by being a 90 year old vampire who has never moved on from anything ever. He likes to think of himself as Apollo reincarnated bcus he's really good at being humble. Has the single largest victim complex on planet earth. He isnt. Hes not normal 🫦 but he plays the harp

THIS IS my dragonborn Onyx I made her when I was 14 and she's been reworked 45 times because I made her when I was a child. She is going to ride those fucking dragons. Doesnt really want to kill them. Doesnt rlly care about the civil war, either. She grew up as an orphan and during a teenage prison escape with an elvish prince of Valenwood named Rhys, she became his bestie and lived with the royal household in Silvenar for like 7 years. Onyx and Gallus were in the same orphanage in the Imperial City as kids. So sends her a letter calling for aid bcus he cant trust anyone in the guild. Onyx shows up sometime later and gets swindled by known Huckster Mercer Frey. She joins the thieves guild but isn't a good thief whatsoever. This is a swordsman who fights dragons.. she is incapable of silence. Her pàpà was a nord, her màmà was an imperial. Ya girl has some Big Genes and No Elf. Probably all she wants is a real family

Stay with me. This is my cccrazy catgirl Bearer of the Curse yes this is a dark souls oc... :/ she doesnt have ACTUAL CAT EARS I just think I'm funny and this picrew had them. Her name is Rown her nickname is the Silvercat. Known thief and pickpocket. She is a sorcery user who only knows Stupid Spells like Yearn and Flash Sweat and Chameleon (her personal fave) but turning into a vase isnt really going to work against Nashandra so either Rowan gets the Most help ever or shes turning into cat ground beef. Shes got a toxic friendship with Creighton the Wanderer. white-haired gang rise up

This is my dao boy cannagan I dont have anything bcus I have 37 minutes played in this game so far. He is a gay city boy elf rogue. Thats all I have. And this picrew of him in a hoodie. Hes a cutie. He would want to be a nascar driver if he was real and he wouldnt be able to so hed try drag racing strangers in his 2013 Honda Civic with custom rims and a $100 flame wrap. He has 13 speeding tickets. Would rather do Anything than admit out loud to being gay. Here is my fun fact: cannagan as a name has greek origins that mean Wolf Pup.

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OC TAG GAME.

i was tagged by @aragorngf and @devilbrakers to categorize some ocs and use this picrew, thank you so much ily both <3

i'm tagging: @uldwynsovs @nuclearstorms @morvaris @reaperkiller @risingsh0t @florbelles @nuwanders @nokstella @faarkas @indorilnerevarine @malefiicarum @katsigian @swanfey @necroticpetals @saintjudegf @denerims @shadowglens and all the ppl i probably forgot or that want to do this!!

-- FAVORITE OC.

vesper moxley + fenix hayes — cp2077

just started and already cheating sorry. listen. i said this multiple times already but in my mind they're literally a package deal, buy one take two. if you ever spent 5 minutes talking to me or looking at my blog you know they literally live in my mind jdfnkds i've gave them infinite amounts of love, care and attention. i'll be honest, i was going to put only fenix here at first (which is crazy that an oc that was supposed to be just a backstory plot point came this far, i've poured into him too much of what's home to me that now he took the shape of my walls, my bad). but. look at that picrew of vesper..SHE'S SO CUTE I'M SO IN LOVE WITH HER <3

-- NEWEST OC.

maverick de soto — infamous if

maverick maeve mav rick eve, i gave them so many nicknames already and we're still are like, at the start of the whole if. they are a cunt, they would rather jump off a cliff than admit when they're wrong, she loves fights and antagonizing whoever falls in their trap..and they love their friends more than anything. i can't wait to see the if unfold because i love maeve SO much already!!

-- OLDEST OC.

selene — oblivion

not counting my characters from original works, selene is the oldest oc i have. i've played oblivion lots of times and she (for the most part) always been there with changes through the years. i went off with the moon as a concept for her, "she's a dreamer from the moon" is a line that always makes me think of her. selene is the unwilling hero, the one that got dragged into smth bigger than herself and slowly, since she had no choice, took the shape of the role they imposed on her. she found a mirage of a home for a little while, only for that to be taken away from her. it's truly not worth it to be a hero, huh?

-- MEANEST OC.

violante waesphine — baldur's gate 3

a difficult battle between vio, akira & zefyr but in the end i went for vio. saying "mean" is an understatement. 'a rose born among thorns'..well she's a thorn born among thorns. it's difficult for me to speak of vio at times, she's more of a concept than a person, more of a numb soldier than the one in charge of her own life. an assasin and a pawn in the hands of a patron, melancholy and remambrance, her life is like a long walk to the gallows and while she's walking that path she has full intention of making it everyone's problem

-- SOFTEST OC.

joelle knight — fallout 4

this one made me realise how i barely have 'soft' ocs jklfds. easy sweep for joelle!! she had her whole life ahead of her with her wife & the son they just adopted, she looked at the future with exctiment until everything was taken away from her. joelle could've let the pain harden her heart but she didn't let that happen. joelle strives to help the people and what's left of the world she knew, she's a cutie who will listen to you talk for hours and crack stupid jokes to see you smile. her 'soft' nature doesn't make her naive so caution is still advised if you try to fool her!!

-- MOST ALOOF/STANDOFFISH OC.

zefyr — baldur's gate 3/d&d

i love zefyr madly. MADLY i say. they are a powerful draconic bloodline sorcerer that values their privacy AND peace more than anything else. zefyr lives as a hermit in a forest where they can fully concentrate on their studies of the arcane & such. they do not trust easily (or at all) and their guard is always up. you probably won't get more than a few words from them (unless you ask them about magic and power and such), they just want to be left alone u know? they are known as the ashen terror and not only for their hair color: ashes and fire are the only things they leave behind if you dare anger them!! also they are pink. if pink why evil, they're probably just misunderstood..

-- DUMBEST (AFFECTIONATE) OC.

hiraeth one-eye — skyrim

hate to do this to hiraeth so much fkjdsfnk..i wouldn't say they are dumb, but they surely prefer a good swing of their greatsword as a solution to any other more complicated response. they're super friendly, they love music, reading, chickens and dragons and they would risk it all for the people they love!! also they're extremely dangerous so don't let the big smile fool you. they value honor over anything else and they just can't let go of their father's death ://

-- SMARTEST OC.

sibylla — skyrim

you had a dumbest dovahkiin, now have a smartest ex-dragon priest!! a tie between her and joelle but since joy had her shot already, it's sibylla's turn. formely known as vennesetiid (=the winds of time/destiny), sibylla was a breton born during the middle of the merethic era that joined the ranks of the dragon priests for the simple desire of power, and knowledge. she later betrayed her dragon lords and joined forces to defeated them but lost her life during the battle. but it's not over for her!! a silly little situation makes her come back to walk Tamriel's land, this time as a vampire. sibylla has been alive for centuries and centuries and spent all that time studying the arcane and magic and science as well and working to become the most powerful mage that ever lived (lived..kind of). she saw most of the world's history & legends say she had the power to see the future & she's the proud achiver of the first ever gender transition in tamriel, if you don't love her already you better start

-- OC I WOULD BE BEST FRIENDS WITH.

moira velez — fallout new vegas

beside the fact that i love her beyond human comprehension, moira is funny, adventurous, stupid in a good sense as in you can do whatever crazy thing you think of with her, she's an enabler and i think we would have lots of fun together, she's the positive kind of friend that can lift you up from anything when you need it. plus her and my best friend's nv oc are besties so it's like we're all besties to each other!! hehe <3

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Coitarche

I wish to issue a very sincere apology. I know that I had Elnor (ST:PIC) listed for this prompt, but I have been trying for several days, and I just can't seem to capture his voice. (Usually my fics are late because I'm rly bad at time management, but today, it's because he is Incredibly Difficult™ for me to write.) I know there are often small typos in my works despite my attempts to edit them out, but typos are one thing. Low-quality, shitty work is another beast entirely. I always go back and re-edit my works for typos/quick fixes, but I cannot in good conscience allow myself to put out work that makes me cringe as much as my attempts at writing Elnor have. I want to do right by you all, and as it stands currently, I refuse to curse your eyes with my horrendous failed attempts.

That being said: today's fic will feature my Romulan OC, Major Denak (mentioned in "Praetor's Pride" chapter 3). This fic is a side commentary to "Praetor's Pride," but you don't need to have read that first to understand this little drabble. I will, once I have had more time to find Elnor's voice in my writing, release a sort of "make-up fic" about him. I don't like not being able to deliver on something when I've given my word that I will. It probably won't come out until after the SoC challenge is over, but Elnor fans, I will learn your man's voice if I have to listen to clips of him for hours on end!

For anyone who is curious, "coitarche" is defined here. Anyway, enjoy!

Day 29: Loss Of Virginity

SoC prompt list here. SoC Masterlist here. Cross-posted to AO3 here.

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Denak (OC) x Unnamed Romulan OFC, mention of Hiren (ST:Nemesis) x Reader (from "Praetor's Pride")

[A/N: This is smut, so 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI!!!]

Warnings: Mild angst, lost love, arranged marriages, sexual memories, sexual dreams, loss of virginity, mention of masturbation, woman on top, biting.

(Picrew used to make ^this^ can be found here.)

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"Why are you alone after all this time, Major Denak?" The calm, curious voice of Praetor Hiren called out from the balcony railing, and the man in question lifted an eyebrow.

"Sir?" Denak was far from the only guard on duty tonight, but when the Praetor took his nightly walk around the grounds, he preferred that he only have one guard with him. The palace was safe enough, he claimed, and he didn't enjoy feeling as though he was a child who required a large escort even in his own home.

"I have seen many of my guards with their partners, or I've at minimum heard them discussing their various conquests, but you..." Hiren trailed off, pausing as he turned to face the youngest member of his Rei’karansu. "Have you no romantic prospects?"

Denak knew precisely why Hiren was so curious. The pretty Federation Ambassador whom the Praetor had been chatting with tonight had put him in a good mood - a better one than he'd been in since his official appointment.

"None at present, my lord Praetor." The older man seemed disappointed, so, not wishing to sour his mood, Denak allowed a memory to tug at him. "However, there was someone several years ago."

The guard noted a small smile upon the other man's lips, and he continued.

"She was the first woman I ever truly loved. I dare not reveal her identity, though. She is a nobleman's wife, now, and I doubt she would appreciate her name being associated with that of a mere guard," he murmured taking a few steps closer to the Praetor's position and gazing out across the palace gardens. "She was sweet...just as inexperienced and nervous as I was."

Denak could recall every moment he'd spent with her in perfect detail. She'd been carved into his heart as deeply as only a first love ever could. They'd both been so overcome by their passions that despite the awkwardness that was invariably present in a first sexual encounter, both Denak and his lover had overcome their nerves and enjoyed themselves immensely.

"Ah, young love. There is nothing else quite like it in this universe," Hiren muttered as he leaned against the railing. "Were you together long?"

The Major let out a quiet, wistful sigh.

"Five years. Longer than I deserved, but...not nearly long enough," he stated, trying not to sound too much like he was pouting. "Her family arranged her betrothal, and she was forced to break off our relationship. From what I understand, her husband treats her well, but...I can't help but wonder what might have happened if...well..."

He couldn't put into words the thoughts he'd mulled over so often in the dark solitude of his empty bed over the years.

What if she'd chosen to ignore her family's wishes? What if she'd chosen him instead? What if Denak had been her husband instead of that stuffy dignitary?

He knew it was no use dwelling on hypothetical situations, but he still had moments where he couldn't control that nagging little voice in his head.

As the years passed, his feelings for her had dimmed, as was expected, but there were still lonely nights in which his dreams featured the ghost of her lips on his neck and awoke with the sensation of her fingers gripping his shoulders as she rode him. He'd take his length in hand and allow the memories to burn through him until he spilled over his stomach.

Denak still remembered the adoration in her eyes when he brought her to orgasm for the first time. She'd been his first in every respect, just as he had been hers. Elements, she was the reason he knew he enjoyed having his ears bitten!

"I have been with others since her, but none to whom I've formed a serious connection," the Major said, and Hiren nodded his head.

"I know what you mean. I've had a few encounters since my wife passed, but all of them were casual. We all need release, but...being open with someone...being truly committed after a love like that...it's difficult," the Praetor commiserated before turning to look at his guard. "I suppose we're both waiting for the one who will pick up the pieces, aren't we?"

"Yes, my lord Praetor," Denak replied dutifully, but given the sparkle in the older man's eyes, he suspected that one of them had already found what he was looking for.

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drumroll 🥁🥁 you got Luka Verity!

His Spotify Playlist

he's one of my favorites that I've ever made tbh, I've had him since? the 5-6th grade but he's gone through a lot of changes but I'm fairly happy with how he is now.

He was created for a literal years-long roleplay of me and my friends originally as a side character but he eventually became one of the mains.

He's 15 currently and uses he/him pronouns. He attends the school in our roleplay "Rise Up High" on a scholarship. The roleplay itself is set in a realm of angels and demons, and he's a demon. He has a girlfriend, named Julie, who he started dating about a few months into the 10th grade, but he knew her for about a year/year and a half before. (his backstory will be under the cut because of TW's)

Some random facts for him:

1. He was originally made to be a creep so we'd have some backstory for him, but in our recent redoing of the roleplay, he was made to be nicer as a side character and like I said eventually became a main.

2. He's autistic (projecting? never)

2a. To more expand on that, kind of a reason he was developed as a creep at first was more people misunderstood him more than anything else. He tiptoe walks and doesn't make eye contact, which sometimes led to extreme eye contact to try to "fix it" or people thinking he's staring at somewhere else and thinking he's being inappropriate. But when he met his current friend group, they got more understanding of it and it eventually led to him meeting his now girlfriend.

3. His powers! He is a demon like I mentioned and every demon/angel in this verse has a power. His power, he's able to summon chains out of thin air and use them. This has its drawbacks though, if he overdoes it, it leaves him in pain for a few days after because of it.

The first picture is him for around the entire year in the 9th grade. Over that time he grew his hair out and for half of 10th grade it was like the second picture, but halfway through the year he cut it short again and dyed it blue.

And another random picrew I did for him

tw for abuse and suicide

this is his backstory copy and pasted from a doc that I wrote for him (if there's mistakes I apologize I wrote this at? 3am a while back and never went back to fix mistakes or inaccuracies so some might be outdated lol)

Link if y'all want it

The Christmas kids and their parents were always

well known around the town.

Roman Christmas was the only demon in town that could control water; it made him popular with the kids who enjoyed his tricks and gimmicks he always did to make them smile.

Lucy Christmas, while a stay at home mother, was loved as well. Whenever their son or daughter had kids over she was always described as caring and motherly, bringing food and drinks and playing with the kids as well.

They would be your average nuclear family, as far as demons went. Their family was full of love and laughter and joy. It had always been this way, as far as Luka could remember.

Luka always had mostly fond memories of his mother. Her smile and her hugs and how she made the best food. How she always came into his room at night when she thought he was asleep to check on him. It had always been like this for as long as he could remember, the whole 8 years of his life. Everything was good.

He didn't have very many memories of the day his mother died. He remembered it was just him and her in the house; his father and sister were on a trip. He remembered being hungry that day. He remembered going to ask his mom when dinner was going to be done. He remembered the chair on the ground, the ringing in his ears, the silence of his world collapsing around him. He wasn't a dumb kid. He knew what this meant.

He remembered going to the phone and dialing his dad, but he doesn't remember much after that. He lived the next few weeks in a foggy haze, just little bits and pieces. He remembered the day of her funeral, having to hold himself together while his father sobbed on the ground and he held his little sister.

He remembered everything that came after it. After a few months, his father had their names changed. He was no longer Luka Christmas. He would forever be Luka Verity. It was apparently his father's old last name before his parents married.

He always remembered the house being clean and bright, but after his mother died it never was again. The blinds were always shut and there was always stuff everywhere. Homemade dinners were a thing of the past, the kids always ate whatever Luka could find in the cabinets and cook for them. That was one thing she left with him. The knowledge of cooking.

His father changed after. He was no longer the soft and loving dad he had had for the first part of his life. He was cold now, sharp and cruel. Loving words and soft touches turned into spat out sentences and bruises. He vividly remembered the first time his dad hit him, screaming that it was his fault and that Luka wasn't his son anymore. That was the first time he cried since his mother died.

Shortly after, they moved. Somewhere more rural, away from the town of judging eyes and gossip and pity.

As Luka entered his middle school years, he shut down from the rest of the world. His sole purpose was to get a job, make money and move him and his sister out of the god forsaken hellhole that was where he lived. His worst years of abuse were endured there.

When his scholarship for his high school was sent, he considered it the best day of his life. An out, he considered it. It was amazing.

…until it wasn't.

He wasn't allowed to bring his sister. He had no way to leave then. Shortly after he accepted his fate that he wasn't going anywhere, his life changed yet again. An aunt he somehow didn't know about showed up, proving that their dad was unfit to take care of them and earning sole custody of both him and his sister.

His life was somewhat back on track. His sister was safe, and he left to finish his teenage years in peace. (Hopefully…)

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I decided I should probably make a post talking about my s/I and the lore I have for my F/O's so far lol so yeah here is that if you wanna ask questions go ahead lol also yeah I'm using picrew because I can't draw worth shit

FNAF:

Picrew link

Name: morgan

Age: 20

Sexuality: lesbian

Gender: agender

Personality: shy, creative,excitable, distant,push over,kind, relaxed

Likes: arcades,music, adventure,

Dislikes: thunder,yelling, crying babies

More info: Morgan had always been interested in the Freddy Fazbear franchise learning about its past along with its rumors. When she learned that after years of dormancy the only thing being given is a VR video game she decided to try to get a job despite her timid nature. Luckily to her surprise she Landed a job as an arcade attendant. She'd help give out prizes,fix the machines if they broke down all that fun stuff. Along with this she also sometimes does face painting if requested to. One night Morgan had forgotten her phone after work so went to grab it before the doors closed however that's when she had met Roxanne. They had of course interacted during work hours but Morgan had no idea exactly how alive these animatronics could be. Roxanne and Morgan really got along with Morgan's shy relaxed low self esteem nature and Roxanne's outgoing energetic egotistical nature it was kinda surprising how these two became so close but you know what they say opposites attract! And attract it did after a month or so of Morgan sneaking in after hours to hang out with Roxanne Morgan learned that these animatronics can develop crushes and was given a thing of roses and a go kart date. Ever since Morgan has become Roxanne's number one fan and Roxanne hopes one day Morgan will get brave enough to perform with her.

Undertale:

Picrew link

Name: ocean

Age: 20

Sexuality: lesbian

Gender: gender queer

Personality: soft spoken,fast moving, creative, Caring,puts others before herself, stubborn,good listener

Likes: baking, learning,bugs,puns,cuddles

Dislikes: heights, thunder, yelling, bullying

More info: Ocean was a soft collage student who lived by mt ebbot it had been rumoured that those who climb the mountain don't really return. However ocean had always been interested in the mountains and the rumors of it so when her "friends" said they were going to go climb it she was more than happy to oblige. What ocean didn't know is that her friends had a different idea and after getting to the top before she knew it ocean was falling one of her "friends" had pushed her off. Ocean thought this was the end but was pleasantly surprised when sge heard the soft voice of a very beautiful.....goat??? Toriel guided her through the ruins and offered her a place to stay and rest. Ocean had never been given so much kindness and didn't really have a reason to return to the surface so she simply stayed with toriel in the ruins. However as with most humans Ocean wanted to see more of the underground and hopefully get toriel more out of her comfort zone. After a long conversation toriel did eventually agree to leave the ruins and meet more monsters however toriel was too nervous for Ocean to meet asgore so they did not meet till much later... However she did learn why and felt horrible for toriel so she spent her days making toriel life worth doing things...this caused the two to eventually develop feelings and now spend their days together in the underground.

MLP:

Picrew link

Name: oddity

Age: 19

Sexuality: lesbian

Gender: non binary

Personality: awkward,kind, positive,push over, stubborn,scary cat, sees the good in everyone

Likes: music, learning, adventure, writing, reading

Dislikes; yelling,being tricked,thunder,

More info: oddity is a senior at eqistria high she had only heard of the rumors of the school as by the time she had started attending the school the damage had already been done...or so she thought the Dazzlings had returned for another chance at the school.. that's when her ana adagio locked eyes for the first time. And well they didn't start out the best adagio saw oddity as just another person to control but oddity wasn't about to fall for her spell ...maybe it was due to the earphones she always has on or maybe it was pure spite but no matter the reason oddity wasn't falling under adagios magic. This made Adagio kinda obsessed with the human abandoning her original plan for this one human. Over time however something odd happened... adagio started to actually like oddity a lot actually... she'd never met someone who was kind to her or made her laugh without any use of magic this led to the two developing a relationship and oddity joining the band despite her not being a siren and adagio becoming this sort of anti hero.

BONUS PONY VER BECAUSE I CAN!!!

Picrew link

[unmeiverse-nextadventures]

The four kids who deal with paranormal stuff, of the ghosts/spirits kind. 

PICREW LINK!

Left to right, top then bottom (also oldest to youngest)

Reika Enoki (Morty/Eusine’s daughter)

Merelle Narcillard (Calem/Siebold’s youngest daughter)

Hoku ʻŌpūnui (Hau’s adopted son)

Gui Xie (Allister/Yue’s son)

Though Hoku is sort of a special case in that he neither attracts nor actively seeks out ghosts and/or spirits. He can see ghosts but not spirits, but he doesn’t like it. They don’t particularly mind him though so as long as he doesn’t do much to disturb them they leave him alone.

I have yet to figure out the exact origins of Reika but I do have a vague idea for her design and character. And yes it does involve her wearing masks and suits pretty often

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Billionaire x Reader Pt. II

Picrew:  Mochiibon

A/N: Bro when tell you I was so embarrassed to write that part I like turned away but my hands just kept writing. Naughty hands😗

And of course boo @je-suis-argent-miel​

Thanks so much for the support! I like your posts too ❤😏

⚠[Warning: Yandere tendencies and mindset, a little bit of lime, like no seriously this focuses on super sexual stuff so like you should run, throw up]⚠

I can’t believe I just did that. Sliding down the door you swore your heart was beating a mile a minute. Your hands shakily came to hold your folded legs where you rested your head. You were petrified, still leaning on the door because you would have fallen on your own.  

The amount of energy and confidence you burned trying to maintain your dominance and eat as though- a man who has a net worth bigger than your existence- wasn’t staring you down was enough to make you nauseous. So you had to lean on the walls of your apartment just barely making your way to the toilet to puke out the salmon, (f/d), and all the ashes of your confidence. 

The only reason you were able to voice your opinion so eloquently was because you knew what he liked. For the years you spent working for his less-intense-brother being able to save yourself, him, and the company, observation was your forte. It becomes your greatest tool, especially when the senior employee reaches into their back pocket not to pull out his phone but to assassinate your boss. Being able to tackle him seconds before he can even aim makes it all worth it when you’ve not only saved a life but given a raise to treat yourself with an extra thousand dollars. So you’ll notice how he emotes with his eyes when his brother asks ‘if he’s ok.’  You’ll notice how his tight expression loosens up when the female waitress oversteps their boundaries a little bit. You’ll notice how his index finger twitches when she goes too far and you’ll notice his jealous glare when she flirts with you. You’ll notice her being laid off and you’ll take into account how grateful she is when you get her connected into another company. 

So you knew he hated you at first and you knew how that really was just him falling in love. You knew when he started to look as though he had something he wanted to say. You knew when your boss asked if you wanted to go on this date it wasn’t a question. 

Because you knew you could prepare just how you liked it and the rules on how to deal with a Billionaire came into place:

Don’t be pushed around. Say something if you don’t like it or if you do.

Remind him he’s in control. Don’t let all that you say be without belittling yourself.

Stop him before he starts. Predict his every move and there will be nothing to regret.

You followed these rules or at least you tried to. It was easier to say to punch a shark in the nose rather than it was actually doing it. You wanted to pull your hair out (if you have any). You ended the night without knowing where he stood and that was your immense failure of the night. 

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“Aaah yes,” he couldn’t wait ‘til he got home, ”Ohhh~(Y/n)!” Your whole demanding act was the hottest thing he ever experienced you doing and he just couldn’t stop himself from imagining you deny him. He stroked himself as he replayed a video of you in the comfort of your room weakly punching your pillow because your snotty cousin decided to drop by and ‘complement’ your house. I wish that pillow was me. He didn’t care that he knew you’d probably never do that to him, just the image of you being so above him was enough to finish him. 

He knew that he was a freak and before you he had indulged in his love for a dominant partner but it just never left him fully satisfied. That itch was scratched in the inconvenient setting of a meeting when he could hear your muffled voice scolding an employee for sexual harassment. The insults, the crying, your voice cracking from your meek-work voice even behind a wall got him riled up as he tried to focus on whatever nonsense his brother was spewing. It was the longest conversation on how his sister-in-law finally agreed to have babies.

Another time was when his brother-the little slack- had gotten a stain on his suit jacket while they were going to see their parents. You noticed the stain as the four of you-Ivanov, You, his brother, and an escort- stood in the elevator to meet the parents. He was wonderfully startled by the gasp from your tiny mouth.

“SASHA! What is that on your suit?” Accusingly pointing at the offending stain with your (e/c) eyes widened the biggest he has seen it. 

“Uhm-Oh-some ketchup.” The dolt nonchalantly responds, not nearly as worked up as you. 

“I can’t believe you DIDN”T TELL ME BEFORE-” “I’m sorry but really it's not that ba-``''NOT THAT BAD! IT Looks like a bird pooped on you!” “What really-oh no.”

You both proceed to argue back and forth like a married couple until you successfully hound him to ‘go to the bathroom’ while you ran to the car and got him a replacement. He wasn't so turned on that he couldn’t handle it but he felt something in his heart, like a spark and he was so lucky that the escort was so busy eavesdropping that she didn’t notice his blush. 

“Hey Sasha. What are your plans for tomorrow?” 

“Hey big bro, I’m probably gonna call up Angie for another ‘negotiation’ if you know what I mean.” 

“Will (Y/n) be there?” 

“Uhm-well I usually don’t take ‘goody-two-shoes’ on my illegal activity runs so-”

“So they’ll be in their office?”

“Yeah, by the way how was your da-”

“Goodbye.” 

“Geez, could've at least pretended we care about each other.”

Ivanov for a long time couldn’t smile. It strained his cheekbones and made him uncomfortable but when he knew you would be free for an office date he smiled with pure bliss.

[roshniwrites]

old to tumblr, new to writblr

i’ve been meaning to make a writblr for a year and i guess i’ve had this account for a while but i literally never post because i am so horribly uninspired!

about me:

desi, queer, american, autistic, 21

my pronouns are they/them

eye and vast alignment; scorpio sun, pisces moon, gemini rising

i am an english major with a creative writing concentration :)

i love to read! feel free to send recs! (even though i am not as good at reading these days)

i write high fantasy the most but my most recent endeavour is fantasy in the real world (i’m struggling) and new adult i think

feel free to tag me in games! especially if it involves oc’s. this blog probably won’t get very big i’m just bored and hoping this will get me to write

if you want to see fandom content check out my other sideblog @dream-to-be-frog <3 i’m very funny

my name for this account comes from my main, in which i have a hashtag called “#roshniwrites” because i have some poetry or short prose works posted on there <3 @radioactive-rosh

about my writing:

i have been writing stories since i was in.... second grade? though i might’ve been having ideas since even earlier. i’ve found some hella old drafts of badly written things XD

i really started to write (not just come up with ideas) in middle school. a good amount of it was percy jackson (and occasionally hp, before i knew jkr was a horrible human being) fanfiction.

come high school, i wrote a lot more of my original stories, though most of them are either scrapped by now or, if the idea is still cool, on the backest of burners.

in spring of 12th year, i came up with one of my largest projects i’ve done. it was vaguely based off of a retelling of hades and persephone. i’ve come to a bit of a standstill with that one for now.

wips !!

stellamaris

the name is still in the works, but “star of the sea” is cool and it kind of fits my mc so. for now

this is a story that was actually meant to be a spiteful (and elaborate) fanfiction if harry potter. i wanted to make all the characters queer and most of them trans just to piss off jkr because she’s a horrible human being but. it is not my job to fix her story.

anyway it has evolved far beyond its original goal, though the very very basic premise is the same.

students at a magic school, a big bad, enemies to lovers, worrying prophecy requiring the sacrifice of the chosen one (and the subversion of this trope)

stellamaris actually looks a bit more like the book carry on by rainbow rowell now.

my issue with it right now is that i simply have no clue how the magic system works because i can never think of a smarter system than rainbow’s and i don’t want it to look like i copied. like i know there’s no original stories etc. etc. but to a level. trying to create a new system makes me get a migraine but it’s the only story i care about at the moment

also i might cut down on how many main characters there are but i’m not sure which ones i am keeping i’m emotionally attached to them all. maybe i will transplant them into another story. god knows

on my original intro post about this i said i would likely post a lot of picrews about them but the truth is i am now questioning the main character’s design too so if i post it will be about one character and that is my darling juno <3

blameless

this is a barely expanded upon idea

i thought of an idea of four friends who fell apart after high school because some shit went down and last year for my creative writing class i chose this story to write as a short story of when the four friends meet up again and try to get some closure

this is shockingly not fantasy, but if i write more about this maybe i will make it a bit fantasy. a bit supernatural. just because that’s my brand and writing only realistic fiction makes me sad. (who knows, maybe a life is strange true colors-esque superpower thing! we shall see)

requiem

this has reached a bit of a standstill, to be honest. likely won’t be posting a whole lot about it because there are a lot of little things i need to work out

tbh sometimes i don’t want think i’ll go back to it at all but i wrote so much and all that closing the door completely seems rash. maybe in A Very Very Long Time

originally based loosely off of a retelling of hades and persephone (a less violent version, where persephone wanders off and thinks hades’s kingdom is neat)

i will not lie lore olympus ruined this for me a bit because that ““retelling”” makes me Super Very Mad

it’s the story i’ve written the most for my whole life; i drafted this my senior year of high school in spring when i said fuck all my classes and wrote like 78,000 words :P

some of the writing is really good i think (last i checked, like almost a year ago but that’s better than most writing) but i really don’t know if it’s going anywhere for a long time

(some friends have stories they’ve been writing since they were 11 and they still have ideas for that... shocking because that couldn’t be me props to them but i cannot)

[scarlettjskipper]

@eldritchlittleblackdragon​   Once again, your encouragement is responsible for my courage. I thank you for this. This is my third OC, who I was initially reluctant to speak about.

Meet Jesabelle de Castellane! She has an older sister, Arabelle de Castellane whose picture I forgot to attach and will now so I'm sorry if this post feels a bit wonky!

Picrew, again: (It’s the same one I used for Anokhi and Roshni. This one’s actually my go-to for designing OCs) https://picrew.me/share?cd=zGuhkM6i7A

Family Backstory: Her parents are Sophia Huntington (de Castellane after marriage) and Phillipe de Castellane.

They had a Romeo-Juliet-esque romance, except their parents agreed in the end. And things were going well for them, till they had Jesabelle and her mom found that her time management skills were terrible. Her children were causing her to spend less and less time with her husband, thus straining their relationship so badly they almost considered getting divorced.

Which culminated into Sophia, wrongly, blaming poor Jesabelle for everything. She basically became the black sheep of the family. This was made worse because Arabelle was leagues more beautiful, multi-talented and all-round well-liked. Jesabelle was by no means ugly and was an exceptionally talented musician, but she paled in comparison to Arabelle.

Arabelle, who was a sweet and considerate person, tried her best to include her little sister, but her mom was just terrible. Her dad was a little better, but not enough.

Unrequited Love: She met Lord Klint van Zieks at a party hosted by her father. She was being harassed by some men, but Klint stepped in and got her out of that situation.

After years of neglect and subtle verbal abuse, she finally met someone who treated her with respect and kindness. They actually got along well. Not only did that, she felt so close to him and so touched by his kindness she took him to the music room, her sanctuary from all things horrible, and played one of the pieces she'd written. This was where Klint's pity turned to admiration and some amount of righteous anger. He spent the majority of the night with her, even going as far as to play the violin for her after she finished with her piece and even dancing with her.

He later spoke to her father about what the heck was going on. Which improved things for Jesabelle. Another reason for her to fall for him.

(Forgot to mention: Her dad's a prosecutor, so the two knew each other, though Phillipe is his senior. Klint was remarkably talented, so everyone knew him. Phillipe respected him because he was glad to see another prosecutor doing the right thing instead of doing things for his own gain.)

Jesabelle seriously doubted her own worth, though. She wasn't sure if she was 'good enough' for him. That, with a ridiculous amount shyness made it impossible for her to try to court him. They met each other repeatedly in a social capacity, but Klint barely knew her, so there was no attraction from his side. He liked her well enough as an acquaintance, but that was it.

Since things were improving on the home front for her, with her father at least, Jesabelle started feeling better about herself.

Just when she thought she could possibly stand a chance and planned to make an attempt, she heard Klint got engaged.

Devastated, she told no one. And then Arabelle's rebelled against her family's wishes for her to wed, since she was sick and tired of being the perfect golden child. They had taken the proposal to Lord Maxwell and they couldn't just withdraw, it would be embarrassing! So Sophia went up to Jesabelle and begged her to accept. Jesabelle, feeling bad for her mother and family, accepted.

Arabelle later asked her about it, and was incredibly mad about it but realised it was just... A mess and nothing could be done.

How She Met Anokhi: So Professor Hemingway was a friend of her father's, and she was friendly with him, having a mild interest in law. He told her about Roshni, and Jesabelle actually met the young lady. They became good friends. Roshni told Anokhi about her. That's how they came to know each other.

Being an aristocrat, Jesabelle knew a bit about the van Zieks, and gives Anokhi some insight about Barok; how close the two brothers were, how different he was initially.

That's about it!

Also note: de Castellane is a real, French aristocratic family that I have taken a LOT of liberties with. I apologise for historical inaccuracies, and if any of their descendants are reading this, I am so, so sorry.

This is Arabelle de Castellane, by the way!

[lyranova]

Children of the Future:

Chapter 14: Brielle

Hi guys! So here’s the Astelle future child fic, it’s the last canon ship one I have planned for now, but there may be a couple more ‘self indulgent’ ones I may do later 😅. But i hope you guys like this, I’ll be posting picrews of the kids around 10:30 CST so be on the lookout for those. Anyway I hope you all enjoy~!

Edit: Hi guys! Here’s chapter 14 I hope you all enjoy, this is one of the last chapters I have fully written so the next ones will be a while 😅. But I hope you all enjoy and I’m sorry it isn’t very good!

Taglist: @eme-eleff @thoughtfullyrainynightmare @talpup @simpingforthisonedeer @melissa-novachrono @ckjwnnbc @elysianluv @flow3rbudz @crazyclownthanos @bowandcurtsey (if I forgot to add anyone please let me know or if you want to be added!)

Word Count: 1,492

Warnings: None

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The Next Morning

Julius was done! He stared at the young girl in front of him, this was the seventh child to come through his office in the last week! He was tired of having to call someone to come get their child, well future child anyway, but as he stared at the young girl who had a bright smile on her face, he could feel his anger slowly dissipate. She was bright, happy, and very energetic. He couldn’t help but smile, she reminded him a lot of someone from the Black Bulls.

“ Marx.” Julius turned to look at the blue haired young man, who suddenly slumped down.

“ Do I have too sir?” He asked in a pleading tone, he had so far had to contact Yami, Charlotte, William, and Nozel over the last week and tell them to bring their squad members. He actually had to contact Yami multiple times! He was dreading it, especially since this would be the third time he called him.

“ I’m sorry Marx, but yes you do.” Julius said in a compassionate tone, he knew how Yami would react and poor Marx would unintentionally be on the receiving end of it. Marx let out a soft sigh before going into his office and contacting Yami, again.

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Yami was oozing irritation and annoyance at this point, this was the third time he was being summoned here and he knew that meant it was another kid from the future! He didn’t blame the children for this, but he would for sure blame their parents! It seemed like they were no closer to figuring out where these kids were coming from or why they were being sent here, he did wonder how many more kids would be coming here or if this would be the end of them? He silently hoped so, he couldn’t take being called up here to pick up another kid, he just couldn’t, he was close to ripping his hair out with all of them!

“ Listen up you two,” Yami ordered as they came to stand in front of the office doors, suddenly turning to look at both Noelle and Asta, the two had been confused when Yami first told them that they were going to see the Wizard King. But when he told them that there was someone that they would be meeting, Asta became very excited, Noelle on the other hand, seemed to find it suspicious. “ this is going to be a huge shock to, not only you two, but to the person on the other side of this door. So behave yourselves and try not to freak out too much alright?” He asked, he watched the two salute before walking inside.

Asta was curious to see who he and Noelle were supposed to meet, he thought he had met everyone that was high up in the Kingdom by now, unless it was a Royal from another country? Either way Asta was very excited to meet them, Noelle on the other hand wasn’t. She had met many nobles and royals before so she doubted this person would really impress her. She had to admit though, she was curious as to why they wanted to see her and Asta.

When the two teens walked in they were a little surprised to see a young light blonde haired girl, whose hair was in pigtails and tied with purple ribbons similar to Noelle’s. She seemed to be short for her age, but the way she carried herself showed that she didn’t really care. The minute she laid her pink-purple eyes on them her smile widened and shone as brightly as the sun during the afternoon hours.

“ Mom! Dad!” She shouted before running up to Asta and Noelle gleefully and wrapping the two in her arms. Both teens were shocked, the looks on their faces would be humorous in any other circumstance. But Yami did let out a small chuckle at their expense.

“ I told you that you’d be in for a big shock.” He said before walking over to Julius, leaving the two teens stunned. “ Is this the last kid or are we expecting more?” He asked.

“ As far as I know this is the last one, or at least that's my hope.” Julius sighed, although there was a hint of sadness to his tone, he really enjoyed seeing all of the children, it gave him hope for a better and brighter future. But he was sad as well for many reasons, a part of him hoped that maybe a future child of his would come from the future like the others, but that didn’t seem to be the case thus far.

“ Where did you find this one?” Yami asked as he turned and saw the young girl clinging to her ‘parents’, well, future parents.

“ Actually, she found us just like Aloys did but in a less violent manner. She needed help looking for her sisters, like Aloys and Maelie they were all separated. So she came here for help, but I don’t think she was quite expecting to see me here.” He laughed and scratched the back of his head nervously before turning to look at the scene in front of him.

“ H-Hey! Let go!” Noelle grumbled, trying to pry the young girl's arms off. The shock had seemed to finally wear off on her, but now she was just really confused. She has a child with Asta?! Of all people?! That wasn’t possible, there was no way! She didn’t like him that way at all, so there was no way this could be their kid! Noelle finally pried the girl’s arms away and stepped back, a flash of hurt spread across the girls face and it made Noelle instantly regret her decision.

“ E-Explain! Right now!” Noelle shouted, her face tinged in slight pink from a mixture of shame and embarrassment, the young girl kept her arms wrapped around Asta, she looked up at him with wide innocent eyes before looking at Julius who only nodded and silently urged the girl to speak.

“ My name’s Brielle Silva, I’m the daughter of Asta and Noelle Silva! I came here to look for you two because I need your help.” She announced determinedly, she held her head up high but still kept that same wide bright smile on her face. There was no doubt she was Asta’s daughter, she was just like him; happy, determined, confident, and just a good kid. Even though they only knew the girl for maybe 5-10 minutes they could easily tell that.

Asta stared down at the girl in bewilderment, a kid with Noelle? Huh, he wasn’t expecting that at all. He suddenly looked over at the silver haired girl thoughtfully, he would always admit that she was beautiful, strong, caring, and one of his best friends. The more he thought about it the more it made sense and the happier he got, if he ever did have a child with someone there wasn’t anyone else in the world he’d rather have them with.

“ It’s nice to meet you Brielle! I’m Asta, your papa, although I think you already knew that.” He laughed nervously, Brielle laughed as well and nodded. Her laugh sounded like a mixture of his and Noelle’s, it was absolutely adorable!

“ And that,” Asta suddenly pointed at Noelle. “ is your momma Noelle, but you probably already knew that too!” He laughed nervously again, Noelle’s face turned red again. ‘ Momma? Papa? How is it he just found out he has a kid in the future and he’s still his usual self about it?!’ Noelle thought in bewilderment, he acted as though this didn’t phase him one bit.

The more she watched Asta and Brielle’s exchange, the more she noticed how it warmed her heart. Sure she wasn’t exactly happy finding out that she had a kid. But at the moment she didn’t have much of a choice since they couldn’t send her back to her own time. She watched the two and saw how happy and comfortable they both already were around each other, even though they had just met, it made her smile slightly. He would be an amazing dad someday, she felt herself slightly hope maybe one day, she’d be just as excellent a mom.

“ Asta, Noelle, Captain Yami, and Mr. Wizard king? Would you all help me find my friends and sisters, please?” Brielle suddenly asked, bowing deeply at the four people in front of her. They all looked at each other for a moment before nodding. Noelle gave the young girl her signature smirk before tossing one of her pig tails over her shoulder confidentally.

“ Well, of course we’ll, we’re magic knights after all and it's what we do!” Noelle said proudly before walking towards the girl and crouching down to Brielle’s level. “ Don’t worry, we’ll find all your friends and sisters. Trust us, ok?” Noelle asked softly, she watched the girls eyes widen slightly, she already trusted Noelle completely and she could see that as clear as day. She suddenly leapt forward and wrapped her arms around Noelle’s neck and hugged her.

“ Thank you!” Brielle said happily, Noelle’s widened in surprise at the action and she looked at Asta for some help but all he did was stand slightly behind Brielle and give Noelle one of his signature smiles and a thumbs up, causing her to blush and look away. Of course he was no help, and of course he instantly accepted that this girl was his child without question. But if Noelle were being perfectly honest, there was no doubt that this was his daughter, she acted too much like him.

Asta watched the exchange with a bright smile on his face, sure he was confused about how this girl was his and Noelle’s daughter, but he could push that aside for now. Especially since she needed their help finding her sisters and her friends!

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Ah I’m sorry this isn’t very good but I hope you all enjoyed it! Thanks for reading and I hope you all have a good day 💕~!

[bloodgoddarlin]

I'm just gonna leave Hestias Picrew here until I finally manage to get to drawing again because honestly I've barely been holding a pencil the past few months and I kinda regret it lol.

NEway more thoughts on poly relationship with Io and Hestia because that's all I want rn (doing AMAB/male!Reader here bc why not)

So we had a lot of different readers on here but I think we haven't had piglin brute!Reader so far? Let's expand on this an actually say that our Reader is actually a General. He's a regular visitor at Hestia's because of various injuries he gets - he may get scolded by the female piglin but all it does is make him smile. All it does is make him think that she's so adorable when she's mad at him because he's not taking good enough care of himself. Up until now the Reader never had to worry about takin someone as his husband or wife - he had just figured it would naturally happen one day since most piglin brutes were admired among their people.

And then she just crashed into his life and turned it around but god damn did he know that there was a lot of competition for he - of course there was. He could understand the other males that wanted to conquer her heart - they probably felt the same things as he did after all. Whenever he talked to her it felt like she was warming him up from the inside, as if there was nothing for him to worry about. With obvious competition he knew he'd have to hurry if he wanted Hestia for himself - if he wanted to be the one to corrupt her seemingly purity, her innocence.

Oh if they only knew that there was someone who had corrupted her such a long time ago...

Io was there a lot, not only because he got beat uo by Brutus for jokes he maybe shouldn't have made but also for injuries that came from hunting, training or actual fights.

"Ah General, I'll be with you right away" She chirped as you entered the room and shortly after you could hear Io hissing.

"Well, if you don't like the burn maybe you should stop pissing of Brutus" Hestia teased, and both, you and Io himself knew it was true but you knew that Io wouldn't accept it that easily.

You heard him grumble something but you couldn't quite make out what it was, all you knew was that he had said something that must have shocked the female a bit.

"I-Io not here, not now!" She whispered grabbing his shoulders and digging her fingers into his skin. Gods she looked adorable with that red face and that shocked facial expression. The Piglin chuckled and grinned at her. "Am I free to go doc? Don't want to keep your other patient waitint huh?"

"Y-yeah you're good" She mumbled.

"Well then, I'll see you later darlin'~"

You watched Io leave before turning to the still ashamed Hestia but she was quick to catch herself again and looked at you.

"What can I do for you sir?" She asked with a smile.

"Just here for a check-up, you know because of that wound" She seemed to remember pretty well.

"Ah, yeah, that one!" She replied, grabbing something from one of the shelves. "I'd need you to remove your shirt"

You obliged and pulled the pirce of fabric over your head, gritting your teeth as you did. The wound still hurt a little when you moved but it was nothing you couldn't handle. She began to change the bandage and you felt like it was a bit too quite right now.

"Soooooo...are you and Io a thing?"

"What?" She got a little louder and blushed once more. "Gods no! I mean...like it's nothing seri-...well I don't know what we are." Her trying to find the right words was utterly adorable.

"Figured" You chuckled. Watching her as her fingers ghosted over your skin, touching it ever so slightly that it felt like her purposefully trying to tease her even if you knew that it wasn't exactly like her.

What happens next was something neither of you could have seen coming. You grabbed her face and pulled her close before kissing her. Hestias lips felt so soft and she had such a nice taste - something nice and fresh, almost sweet. It takes a while for her to react before you felt her kissing you back.

When you pulled back after what felt like an eternity she was heavily panting, looking at you in slight shock though you weren't sure if she was shocked about what you had done or about how she had reacted.

"I...- sir I'm...so so sorry...!" She was stumbling over her words so much that it almost made you chuckle, but right now wasn't the right time for this.

So I do not know how to continue this buuut I have some small thoughts added to this.

-Io and the Reader both are switches and are just searching for opportuinities to punish each other, poor Hestia sometimes gets used as 'bait' and then has to life with endless overstimulation from either of you.

-Whenever you or Io come home from work her welcoming presence will great you, give you a good feeling as she continues to prepare dinner and asks you how her day was.

-STILL HOUSEWIFE HESTIA BEING A GOOD HOUSEWIFE AAAH

-ANYWAYS whenever you enter your rut and you're "done" with breeding her properly Io can bet his ass it's gonna be his turn soon, he better find an excuse to why exactly he's limping like that when Brutus asks him the next time.

-same goes for Hestias heat though - if you're too tired you usually just let her ride you and use you until either she's to weak to go one or you are shooting blanks and have to let Io take over.

-you and Hestia taking care of each other after Io was banished along with Lucius and Brutus

-if we go after the original story line: You staying with her and supporting her through her whole pregnancy and the closer she comes to the due date for birth the more protective you get - the more you treat her as if she was made of glass.

Idk brain empty lol

Bunny this is WONDERFUL i love it sm!! Love all of this.

Love the idea of reader being a General too!! Woah nice 😍

[guigz1-coldwar]

'Uneasy situation' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"Uneasy situation"

"So....uhm...how do I look in those sunglasses, Freya ?"

Chapter Summary : After winning in the trigger memories and been allowed to stay with Freya until her next 'recovery test', Yirina is thinking of an way to get out of the base she & Park were captured and it's not going to be easy.....

Link of the Picrew used !

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Taglist : @snowgoldwaylon , @clxudtea , @efingart

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At the moment I woke up on that stretcher, I knew that I needed to make everyone believe that they won....that they succeeded to put an control over me. I wasn't playing Bell anymore but now, I was playing myself....the Yirina Grigoriev that is trying to find more about what happened to her in an different way than she really did. But like 'Bell' said in my dream, I have only more than day to find an plan....an long day that I have to act like if I wasn't aware of what is going to happen to me....also meaning to relive that relationship with Freya....

After that moment in the shower, she allowed me to take an real shower without her and that was really good to be honest, feeling the water on my skin after days of captivity but when she proposed to me to have some new clothes to change the one I was wearing for days, I refused because I was preferring better that attire I was wearing than using one of the Perseus's uniform, I can't really see myself back in them. When I was done with showering and debating about my clothes, the day was now really starting for me.

First thing we have done was to go eat something in private outside as it was already noon, finally discovering the sun for real and the place I & Park were kept : in an military air base but I couldn't recognize any of the flags that was at some places of the base. After an few minutes of wandering around the base, Freya found an spot that was at hidden sight near an grilled fence with an forest near by. We sat once arrived to eat the meals we took and deep in me, I knew that this liberty wasn't going to last as long I'm staying in that base.

"You liked it ?" Freya asked me after I was able to finish the meal I took, all time wondering if it wasn't drugged but it was not the case apparently.

"Yeah, it was good." I replied with an smile, putting the bowl near me & having crossed my legs to sit before looking all around as I was still wondering where I was. "Where are we, exactly ?" I demanded directly to her.

"We're at north of Verdansk, using an Kastovian Air Base for our operations." She revealed to me, making me realize that me & Park were kept not so far from the CIA's eyes.

"Did I go here before ?" I said, hoping to know more about myself from her.

"Well, no, we didn't go there during the past." She told me, her left arm on her left kneecap, looking at me with an grin. "But I was sometimes summoned here alone." She added, scratching the back of her head with her other hand.

"Yeah, I knew that this place wasn't familiar." I muttered, looking around.

"Can you tell me if you had anything coming back this night ?" She commanded, her voice sounding as an will to know and I knew that I had to lie, trying to find any memory I could think about.

"Yeah, I had." I lied to her, having found an memory to tell her. "It was me....and you....you & some Perseus soldier saved me from death, I was wounded to my knees, my shoulders & my arms before getting back into an helicopter." I fully answered, saying about that old memory I had two months ago back into the old safehouse.

"Oh, I see." Freya chuckled, her right hand holding her head below her chin. "This was in Afghanistan in 1980...an few days before you proposed to me." She confirmed, making the link with the memory of my proposal.

"And I had another one too." I exclaimed, getting her attention, knowing that maybe another memory could help me to know more. "It was....well...it was about the NIS." I whispered, looking at her with sad eyes. "I was like in an rage and I killed NIS agents because they hurt you."

"You remembered that ?" She mumbled, an bit disturbing knowing about that slaughter I did for her in 1976 against the NIS.....an act I can't forget because I was an monster....something I can't be....I sadly nodded to her.

"I was an monster, something I'm not." I affirmed to her, looking away in sadness, feeling true in my words, not acting. "I wished that I wasn't able to relive that." I put my head in my hands as I could feel her hand behind my shoulder.

"No, it's helping you to know more about yourself." She admitted, true to her objectives towards me....'helping me'. "Those memories proved that we're on the good way."

"Maybe but that loss of memories....how did it happen ?" I demanded, knowing well that I will have an lie from her but instead, I didn't have any answers from her for 2 minutes, still having her hand behind me.

"You don't need to know how it happened, Yirina." She proclaimed, moving her arm behind my shoulder, sitting very close to me.

"Yeah, the most important is that I woke up." I stuttered, breaking an little laugh from her despite the not funny situation and I was obliged to reciprocate for that. "What is it ?" I questioned her when she got out of one of her pockets, an pair...of sunglasses..

"Oh, that ?" She showcased the sunglasses, realizing that it was Adler's ones....the ones he was always wearing "Got it from an CIA agent called Russell Adler." She replied, spreading the legs of the sunglasses, seeing on her face an sign of discomfort about them...she must be thinking about he has done to me.

"They're looking good." I complimented, looking at them before she handed them to me.

"Put them on." She ordered in an soft voice, putting the sunglasses in my hand and I was feeling not good to put Adler's sunglasses on me until I resigned to do so.

"How do I look ?" I asked, worried after I put them one....why did I do this ?....

"You look very...sexy." She confessed with an big smile, sending chills in my body as having those sunglasses on me was weird. "No, you can keep them, they're yours." She told me as I was giving back the glasses to her but she refused, insisting to give me them.

"If you want..." I raised my shoulders, putting the sunglasses in the pockets of my pants before I look in the horizon, the afternoon arriving. "About the tests, how are they going to happen ?" I asked after an few seconds of silence.

"Don't worry, it's only test to help you recover your memories at an greater rate." She responded, putting her left hand above my heart, feeling it on the scars that his asshole did back in the New Orleans. "I didn't know that you had an scar over there." She said, passing her fingers along the scars

"I don't even know how I got them." I lied as it was the only solution for me. "But like you all said, it's for helping me." I muttered, joining my hands together on my lap. "What is Perseus thinking about all of this ?"

"Maybe you can ask him directly ?" She suggested, making me an laugh off my mouth.

"Because he's here ?" I scoffed, still laughing & nervous before seeing her smile "Wait, is he here ?" I repeated, seeing that face & stopping the laugh by more nervousity.

"Of course, he is !" She declared, removing her hands off me to get up, offering her hand. "It's an good idea you had, let's go see him." She proposed.

"Uhm....okay, if you want." I chuckled, giving my approval to her as she took my hand to get me up.

Why did I say that I wanted to go see Perseus that was on that very base at this moment ? This was getting more nervous and unstable in the inside to be honest. The man that was the first to fuck up my life....was here. Freya helped me got up before we start to walk towards the direction of the building, feeling the stress climbing inside of me, along with the nervosity and the unstability. I had to act well....like if I wasn't aware of anything.....

When we entered back into the main building her quarters and so, Perseus too, all the looks of every Perseus soldiers was on us but mostly on me. Everyone must be thinking about seeing an ghost here, the 'Winter Soldier' like they want to think, that stupid nickname they gave me....that Perseus gave me. Once we arrived in front of the office that Perseus was, seeing his name on it, an deep breath was necessary.

"You're ready ?" Freya asked me as she was holding the door handle in her hand, awaiting for an answer from me.

"I think I'm good." I responded, passing my hand through my forehead as my answer make her open the door, discovering Perseus sit at his desk....the same person I saw back in those memories, still wearing that same uniform like before.

"Ah....Yirina, it's an pleasure." He exclaimed, delighted to see me after all of those years while I wasn't as I was slowly entering his office. "You can go, Freya, I want an personal discussion with her." He ordered before the door closed behind me, all alone now with the monster.

"Perseus." I whispered in an low voice, making an simple nodding to him.

"You can sit, of course." He pointed to me one of the chair in front of me and I complied, not removing my eyes of him as he made an little cough, covering his mouth with his hands.

"Freya told me that you were here so I came." I told him with an normal voice.

"I know, you did an good choice, my Yirina." He affirmed, keeping an hand near his mouth, feeling disturbed to have an talk with him like that....and to be called 'my Yirina' by him...."You don't know how much I'm happy to see you here." He added with an great smile, again with an cough.

"Me too." I lied to him, accompanied by an grin, joining my hands together on my lap. "So...I have lost my memories, it seems." I started, thinking that would be the subject of our conversation.

"Yes, my child." He said, troubling me by his words. "I was told that you had an difficult moment and it happened to make you lose your memories, I'm sorry." He apologized to me as it was surely meaning an lot of things

"I had an lot of difficults moments in my life." I exclaimed with an low tone, saying the truth about myself. "I can remember things but not everything."I continued about the recovering memories to him.

"And that's an good thing, you need to remember your life and make the good choices for me and you." He admitted, feeling the lie between his words and knowing that the 'good choices' were only for him and the Collective. "We're only making sure that your life is doing better." He then coughed again but more louder than before.

"Do you have something in you ?" I demanded, faking to be curious towards him.

"No, I'm fine, don't worry." He affirmed in an clear voice before he start coughing again more until blood come out of his mouth in an slow load on his hand, almost making me jump from my chair.

"You're sure you're okay ?" I insisted, seeing the blood on his hand and I didn't know how to feel about him....been worried or faking it ?....maybe both.

"Don't worry, I've got something." He told me, pressing his finger on an little device on his desk. "Dedov, can you come at my office quick ?" He demanded while pressing the button before he removed his finger off it.

"Who is this Dedov ?" I questioned him after an few moments after his demand, faking to not know Dedov at all.

"He's my most loyal man in the Collective, he's helping me to get better." He responded, trying to catch his breath, sweating all over his face and holding his chest until then, the door was opened, revealing Dedov with an medikit.

"I did as quick as I could." Dedov started, quickly closing the door behind him before moving to get to Perseus.

"Thank you, Dedov for coming quickly." Perseus breathed as Dedov was taking out an stethoscope from his medikit.

"What does he have ?" I asked to Dedov as he was starting to measure the heartbeat from Perseus that has removed an part of his shirt.

"I'm sick, Yirina....I'm dying." Perseus was the one to reply to me as Dedov was concentrated on his task, sending an feeling of shock and weirdly, an bit of joice in me.

"What ?" I chuckled, slowly getting up from my seat, faking to be fully shocked.

"Perseus has an lung cancer if you want to know." Dedov said in an worried voice to me as he was finished with listening to Perseus's heartbeats before taking an syringe off his medikit. "I'm giving you this and you're going to take some rest, sir." He continued back into an normal voice, injecting an needle to Perseus right arm.

"It can be healed, right ?" I speculated but Perseus shook his head.

"No but I'm getting an chance to...to live until the end of the year." He answered, his voice getting slower, still trying to catch his breath. "Listen, you can go now, I'm going to go to rest like Dedov told me." He ordered before turning around to gesture the same thing for Dedov.

"Okay, I'm leaving you." I muttered before I started to walk out of the room, taking an deep breath when I stepped out of his office but at my surprise, Freya wasn't here at all and because of that, I had to wait for her to return and an few seconds I left, Dedov came out, closing the door behind him. "So...you're Dedov, right ?" I asked in an not sure tone.

"Yes, why're you asking ?" He replied before asking me back another question.

"Because I'm curious, that's all." I raised my shoulders to him as he was seeming an bit curious about me...about how I know his name but I could see that he couldn't ask the question because of the situation. "Can you talk about you ?" I demanded, taking the seriousness of my curiosity at the max level.

"Well, I was born in 1962 if you want to know the full details." He started, hesitating to talk about it with me before he got next to me, crossing his arms. "I lived an normal life with my family until I lost them, one by one." He added in an low voice, looking down as I was saddened to talk with him. "My father, my mother and then....my Zeze." He snorted, sad to talk about Zasha. "The CIA killed them like they were nothing."

"And that's why you joined Perseus ?" He nodded to me, biting his lips.

"It was the only choice for me : the CIA killed them, Perseus showed me the truth." He insisted on that detail, realizing the full extend on the supposed brainwashing he suffered. "They were like my only way of living but Perseus make me live on with an new goal." He continued, making me snort away, sad.

"Don't you feel that there's maybe something wrong with everything around you ?" I questined him, crossing my arms too & leaning against the wall as he was looking at me with curiosity. "Don't answer if you don't want to." I told him with an little grin but still having this face on him.

"I don't know to be honest." He replied anyway, feeling in doubt about it before he got away from me. "Listen, you don't need to know about me as I don't want to know about you." He suggested, taking an harsh tone.

"Okay, okay." I breathed, making signs with him as I didn't want to confront him before I looked away. "Anyway, do you know where Freya could be ? She was awaiting for me here ?"

"I saw her leaving with Sonya to the parking but Sonya wasn't looking happy." He answered, showing me the way behind me by the way I came here before he start to walk away from me and I was ready to go join them quickly before I got an idea....

"Dedov....do you remember Beans ?" I demanded in an clear voice, making him stop to walk away, peaking to look at me.

"What ?" He muttered, troubled.

"Beans, your cat !" I repeated again to him as an way to maybe broke the brainwashing off him. "She was an cat you find near your old apartment complex, you took her with you and Zasha agreed to." I added, feeling an tear on my face to talk about it in front of Perseus office before I know that I couldn't talk no more about it. "Anyway, goodbye Dedov, come back." I saluted him before I start to leave, him still in that position.

I think that it was an way to break the brainwashing from him but I couldn't know if it was going to really work for me & him. Dedov didn't deserve all of this and seeing him in an Perseus military clothes was breaking me....Perseus was really an monster to do this....an dying monster. I then focused back on finding Freya again that was now with Sonya but like Dedov told me, the latter wasn't really happy about something.

Walking alone in this building to join the two in that parking was weird because the soldiers weren't doing anything to stop me at all....to give me an feeling of freedom...an strange freedom to be honest. When I managed to go out of the building and join the only parking near the building, I could see Sonya & Freya between 2 civilians cars but their discussion weren't really good to hear.

"You know that it's all fucked up and you're doing this anyway !" Sonya exclaimed in an loud voice as the two didn't see me arrive, making me watching the scene from afar. "How much are you sick to do that to her ?"

"I'm not sick, Sonya, I'm fine & well." Freya told them, almost angry in her voice. "I'm doing what's right !" She affirmed.

"What's right ?" Sonya repeated, approaching Freya face to face, raising their eyebrow. "Brainwashing her after what happened to her ?"

"Yes, if I want her back...."

"She doesn't...love you anymore, you understand ?" Sonya cut her straight, speaking up against Freya's choices with me. "She told me everything about you two but you're still acting like if nothing happened between us."

"I don't give an fuck about what you think to be honest !" Freya cursed to them in an angry voice, seeing her poke them on their shoulder. "She's coming back to me, end of the story." She admitted.

"She's right, you're not the Freya Helvig I know." Sonya expressed before suddenly, I could see Freya holding firmly their left wrist, hurting me.

"Don't even think of saying that I have changed or putting your hands on me, you understand ?" She threatened them before I decided to step inside the conversation.

"Freya !" I started, stepping in to save Sonya from her. "Why are you hurting them ?" I demanded, worried.

"Oh...just nothing, Yiri." She replied in an normal weird voice to me, releasing Sonya's wrist. "Here's something I wanted to give you back." She put her hands on her pocket, revealing....my own mother's ring in her hands, handing it to me. "Take it, it's yours."

"Thanks." I whispered, taking the ring in my own hands....feeling it and it was all weird to hold it again after those years, after she showed it in that american mall.

"Good, let's go talk further away." She suggested, taking an last look on Sonya that was looking so bad and sad and me too for them. "They don't understand that I'm helping you." She stated, turning around to look at me with an smile...an smile that I couldn't replicate on my face because of Sonya's presence, feeling so bad...

"I'm making sure that you're back at my side for good !"

[crebby]

PI Woods - A personal take on Homicidal Liu

Important Disclaimer

This entire post was solely written for fun! I do not in any way want to demean the original version of Homicidal Liu. The original creator seems v cool and if the only thing that may be considered ‘fixed’ is the way Liu’s DID works, as even the creator themselves has stated that if they had written Liu today, they would’ve approached things differently. The rest is all just me throwing out my own ideas.

Also, if any corrections are to be made about his DID or if I wrote anything wrong, please do let me know!

Additionally, I must warn that this contains mentions of s*icide, self harm, violence, murder and mentions of past trauma. Said content is all beneath the cut.

The past

Liu came from a troubled, abusive household and spent a good few years in an orphanage until he got adopted into the Woods family at the age of 7. Despite now growing up under a loving family, Liu has always sensed that something about him made him different from other kids, finding himself often stuck with memory loss. Meanwhile, his parents had to deal with sudden outbursts and tantrums, their son suddenly insisting that his name is Sully, and at other times they had to stop 'Liu' from doing anything harmful to himself.

The possibility of dissociative identity disorder wasn’t considered, and at the time, the Woods parents assumed this behaviour to be the result of trauma from Liu’s previous household.

In the beginning, Liu didn’t quite have a word to describe his experience. He knew there were others living alongside in his body in a way and it made things harder for him. It was only once he got older that he discovered what DID was, and things finally made sense to him. He’s absolutely certain he has it, but never felt this was something he could bring up around his family, not even his brother. It took him even longer to figure out how to achieve some proper normalcy with his alters.

Despite the difficulties, the Woods family has always loved Liu like he was their own.

The system

Liu is the host of this system, and there are three alters alongside him. Liu always used to be rather taciturn and introverted, but was very kind and polite. Between him and Jeff, their parents always noted that Liu was the most well-behaved out of the two, also being studious and responsible: something that came naturally as the older sibling.

Sully, on the other hand, has always been rather antsy and anxious, always on guard like something bad is bound to happen. He isn’t necessarily violent, but he is very reactive and therefore is prone to outbursts at times. Notably, Sully is a very avid lover of all things strawberry. Sometimes a switch occurs, leaving whoever fronts now wondering why there’s so much strawberry yoghurt in the fridge, only to then remember Sully probably went to buy groceries. He’s also prone to triggers as he holds certain traumatic memories. Generally, he still manages to be functional. He's the most likely to hold grudges (relevant for later) and his cautiousness usually makes sure nothing stupid happens.

Myra is easily the most responsible in the system, and is also the only female alter. Sometimes she forgets that she is residing in a male body, but has gotten used to it, though Liu has insisted on at least making himself appear somewhat more androgynous for the sake of her comfort when she's fronting, while also preventing discomfort for other alters. Myra is more in charge of solving things like conflicts and occasionally manages switches as well, but also makes sure regular tasks get done.

Calypso is… Quite the subject. He is the carrier of most of the system's traumatic memories, and is the least stable out of the four. They are most susceptible to self-destructive tendencies. Sometimes Myra, Liu or Sully will wake up feeling horrible and sore, only to realise it was because Calypso tried things the night before. Due to these tendencies, the system tries to make sure they don't front very often, both for their own and Calypso's safety, even if this isn't always pleasant for him.

The Incident

Things were quite shaken up after the night Jeff tried to kill the system, but it was Sully who underwent the direct experience that night, while Liu woke up, confused and in pain in the hospital after his memory stopped at him welcoming Jeff back home. Naturally, he was quite distraught and disoriented, as was Myra and Calypso.

Trying to achieve a new sense of normalcy was tough for the system, and it took a while to even recover from the initial shock. They were sent off to Liu's aunt, who was more than happy to take the system in, especially considering Liu was her favourite nephew.

After the attempt on the system's life, Liu became far more withdrawn, and got more and more absorbed by his studies. He still had no idea what lead up to Jeff snapping the way he did, but had managed to forgive him and simply wants a chance to talk to him again. Given the opportunity, he moved out, eventually working as a private investigator. When he was younger, he dreamt of being a detective, but all the incidents leading up to Jeff's decline left Liu with a permanent distrust towards the police, making private detective work the next best thing. Along with this, Liu has completely dedicated himself to finding out where Jeff went, and to hopefully talk to him.

Sully, on the other hand, may forgive but never forgets, and this time he couldn't forgive. Similarly to Liu, he has developed an obsession with pinning down Jeff's whereabouts, but he has far more sinister reasons for this, as he is quite vengeful towards Jeff. He isn't as stable as he used to be, either.

Liu and Sully's dedication to finding Jeff has been the source of a lot of conflict, as Myra - and Calypso to an extent - wants to be able to move on from what happened and return to living a normal life, heavily disagreeing with what the two are doing. At times, she has tried sabotaging their investigations, and the system still hasn't come to an agreement regarding this situation.

Homicide

Things only get messier from here.

Once Liu is set on a goal, there is nothing you can do to actually stop him. This means he's more than willing to turn to murder if it means furthering his goals. He has already murdered several people, most being related to the investigation into Jeff. However, he approaches this very methodically. His go-to method is staging suicides or accidents, and cooldown periods are quite long. He only kills if he deems killing to be necessary, and does in fact feel guilty about it. He tries rationalising what he's done by telling himself that Jeff would most likely be killed by authorities, and that this is a way of protecting him, but deep down he knows he's kind of lying to himself.

Sully is much messier, much to Liu's chagrin. On some occasions he intentionally kills, and in many other cases it's because something triggered the trauma experienced from what Jeff did, and he reacts violently. Many of the people Sully kills either resemble Jeff or remind Sully of him in one way or another. Contrary to Liu, Sully takes pleasure in brutally killing these people because to him, it's the closest to actually killing Jeff. Sometimes Liu instructs Sully mentally on how to dispose of the bodies, other times there's a switch and Liu does it himself.

Myra and Calypso are extremely against this, leading to even more conflict in the system. Self-destructive tendencies coming from Calypso end up worsening as a result, and they have attempted to consciously kill the entire system, feeling like it’s the only way to stop what they’re doing. In some cases, they have nearly succeeded, so all three other alters have to collectively block Calypso from fronting entirely for safety reasons. Despite this, he’s still very much present.

Extra (can be updated)

Myra, Sully and Calypso are eager to have an image of what they believe they look like, and as a result love recreating themselves whether it’s through art or through character creators like Picrew. This is how the system would make themselves on Picrew:

Liu

(He very intentionally portrays himself without the scars and stitches. They’re a huge insecurity of his.)

Sully

Myra

Calypso

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If I have made any mistakes in the portrayal of DID, please let me know and correct me!! I wish to do my best, as I know it’s a heavily misportrayed condition.

[hyrule-kingdom-updates]

pt2. In pt 7 of my og theory i said that if there was to be a yiga spy arc in this stroyline, that there would have to be a spy who is close to Siv, or else the spy wouldn't get featured. I stick to that. But i do not stick to anything in part 8, 9, 10, 12, 13, &14. You might see where im going with this. but let me reiterate what i do stick to. 1. Siv doesnt necesarily want to feature Larc a whole bunch because he thinks hes too pretentious and gets enough attention as is pt 3->

Long post! Sorry

pt 3: 2. someone is probably going to die (whether on the picrew list or not) and the writer has alluded to siv not being safe as the main character (but with siv eating the quill it seems less likely that the story can go on without him) 3. Larc let Sooga escape and Sooga only got a scar. this all leads to one large conclusion. Link Arcadius Hartell. (deja vu am i right ha ha)pt 4 ->

4: why would Larc do it though? Why would he go against the yiga if he’s working with them? Well maybe he hadn’t been informed his brother was being taken hostage, or disagreed with it, and decided to break through the yiga to fix their mistake of taking siv. Why would he not want his rat bastard of a brother as a hostage? Maybe it’s brotherly love, or...

pt. 5: Some would argue that Larc is a great warrior and thats why he was that quick at getting to Siv... but then how did Sooga escape with only a scar? It was one on one between Sooga and Larc, while it was larc and a few other warriors against a possible great amount of Yiga soldiers as well as the great Master Kohga. And he was mentioned in the distress letter Kohga sent to Sooga so we know Larc didn't just bolt from the battle, he was a pivitol part of it. pt. 6->

pt. 6: so in conclusion Larc must have been an amazing warrior to get to the hostages that fast.But how did Sooga get away with only a scar? Wouldn't Larc have cut him down or arrest him quickly? Heres some food for thought: What if Larc had the element of suprise on his hands when he defeated the Yiga in the first battle. Now your going to say, "theory anon, no shit" But think about the suprise this way. hey knew he was coming, but they expected Larc to not fight against them.

Pt7: The surprise that Larc had on his side was that he fought against them. Think about it. If Larc was a spy, wouldn’t it be weird for him to fight against yiga at the military camp? Well By then, Larc would have heard about everything that Siv was writing and know that he was a hostage. So what if Larc didn’t want this to happen, and disagreed with Siv being taken? Then he’d have a reason to fight the yiga, and that would give him the surprise he needed to over power them and go for siv

pt. 8:..or it could have been an ulterior motive. the gist so far: Larc is a spy, he got through with the first battle between the Yiga and the other dudes at the military camp because he surprised the yiga, whom he was spying for, by fighting back because he didnt like the plan of kidnapping the orator, his brother. The fact that he let Sooga go with only a scar plays into this because he might not want to kill a member of his own clan. Now to play this into today's events, pt. 9 ->

pt 9: to tie this into todys events, larc sent a letter home to his husband and daughter (not his child soldier btw-just gonna say) that he will be away for longer than usual, why? because the festival got messy? didnt siv already say they just throw a lyonel at the blood and then be done? Siv didnt update on anything too in need of Larc to stay behind and clean up. when he was talking to Siv he was /very/ conspicuous with just saying "incident" feels like a cover ehh?

Pt. 10(and maybe final) the “incident” feels more like a cover for him doing yiga-ish stuff. And he’s probably hiding it from his husband and daughter as well. Now just a blip that maybe he’s linked link into this by trying to push link into being a soldier because he wants another yiga in the fam but who knows. Might also be why he didn’t mention Link at all in his letters home.

Pt11(final) Larc is also using Siv as the orator. I’m not sure how yet but it’s suspisios that Siv was given this job partially by Larc and get in the way of the yiga and a whole bunch of other stuff right away. I stick by the fact that alarm might die because legit no one is safe and isn’t treason punishable by death?in conclusion our rat bastard isn’t the only one who’s done bad things. Thank you for coming to my ted talk.

These are all the ones I got from you, tumblr must have ate the others, RIP. Please feel free to resend! Especially since some of the latest posts debunk some details in here.

Siv eating the quill is important yes! But i should note there are other quills, like said in the original rat comic. but they’re not as special as the “true quill of the ancient roost,” as Sooga said, as these others don’t have the same powers. These lesser quills can only duplicate written stuff onto another, already designated destination, they can do the whole message back and forth thing. This is what merchants and stable owners use to instantly be up to date with stuff in botw. all i’m saying is, this blog potentially has other ways to manage, without siv.

The events of the arc, eye yi yiga, took place over the span of 5-7 hours, depending on where you define when the yiga thing “starts”

Sooga can teleport. Ideally he would have wanted to teleport with a hostage but he didn’t have enough tailsmens on him. Sorry I didn’t mention that in the original update arc. I’m not saying that debunks your theory though, but it is a detail of clarification

Arcadius was under the impression that his entire family, Launo, Link, and Aryll, were home.

Now just a blip that maybe he’s [Larc] linked link into this by trying to push link into being a soldier...Might also be why he didn’t mention Link at all in his letters home.

I will not confirm or deny anything here, but just....remember this. I am cackling and laughing so much. Days from now...for however long.......when things are revealed. I want you to remember this sentiment, so that you can laugh with me.