#calling them my ocs feels weird for some reason... maybe because this is actually gonna get released? idk

[lepidxpterxphxbia]

Shout out to Rowill for being my comfort pairing for real (they're my own podcast characters)

[dianagj-art]

Am over here biting each art you post, each info you post about One or onion as if it's 5★ dish BECAUSE IT IS THAT TASTY 🩷🩷🩷

Few questions (remember if you don't feel comfortable about or don't want because of spoilers feel free to ignore):

- What causes you to have the genius idea of putting an animation in few panels of the comic? Like did you thought of it? Did somebody/friend suggested it?

- name one friend/ROTTMNT AU you don't mind to have their character/OC in your comic even as a background character?

- What causes One to change his mind about the mad dogs and decided to join their family?

- If you have a plot about making a new episode of ROTTMNT that involves One (and maybe somebody else; could be one of the brothers or splinter or anybody you want) what the plot's gonna be about?

- if onion (i keep calling F!One that, the disrespect is unimaginable am sorry 🥲) followed the movie plot would he end up ashes like canon F!Leo or will he make it back alive with casey JR?

- how's One's bond with Cassandra?

- how does One feel about Draxum demoting from an alchemist to a lunch lady? (LBH this's funny job for him).

- do you plan on putting an episode about One & Draxum AFTER their redemption? Like will they forgive and (probably not) forget?

- Name or draw one outfit you would love for One or draxum to wear as their casual clothes.

- any cute, funny or wholesome HCs about One after his redemption arc?

That's all for now! Again thank you if you answered my questions but if not then it's all good👍

Have a great week and take care of yourself 🩷

1)Oh, I just answered something about this here, but the short version is: I've wanted to do a mix of animation and comics for a long time (a zelda comic was my first inspiration for this) When I started this au it was gonna be an animatic so when I changed that to comic form, I still had a few things that I really wanted to have animated

2 )I'm not gonna @ them to not bother them, but I think I'm gonna end up having the sep council on the bg at some point lmao, this ask is from october and the reason I have been holding it back from answering is cause I kind of already did with the wall of champions on the last update!

3) for spoilers reasons I wont get too deep into this one, but while there IS a defining moment of him taking a choice, is not that what matters, what matters the most is the journey, after all, is the time he has spend with his brothers up to that point is what makes him flip sides

4)I do have a few episodes planned like that! right now I'm following the episodes that already exist cause is fun to see them change with the au, but I also have some that are things I made up! One I'm excited about is with Raph and One having some solo time on the Hidden City

5) "the disrespect" LMAO my brain refused to call him Oneion too at first, but is just easier with all the leos of the crossovers. He's not gonna go back with Casey Jr, sorry, his fate is not set in stone yet but I do know he's not gonna end up in ashes. I'm not gonna explain more than that lol

6) this has been asked a lot so I'm just gonna throw these here too @damonagel04-blog

One and Cass end up having a weird little friendship, based on mutual respect. After teaming up with the Foot Clan for canon plot reasons, One fights all the foot recruits as a training/demostration kid of thing and the only one who can stand their ground against him is her, and of course he finds her fun to fight, cause he can actually have a fight with her. After that they go on missions together, cause they force One to be with a team and he doesn't do teams but agrees if she goes, because she is actually a good fighter and competent enough to carry out the mission

Also, I have the headcanon that they can't use their real names on the Foot Clan, that's why they call her Recruit. you just give out your name if you actually trust the other person, but given the fact that everyone serious on the foot clan is a shady ninja and the other part of the foot are random people, she had never actually given her name to anyone. After a few missions together, Cass decides she can actually trust One with her name

They do end up being friends, tho One would never call it that, at least not pre-redemption

7) One doesn't really think much of it, he knows Draxum likes to cook, he has cooked for him his whole life, so he ending up with a cooking job on the surface is not so weird, and he knows Draxum has to lay low so it makes sence for him to be on such a crappy place. Plus One's gonna have another things in mind to worry about, he wouldn't have brains to judge that.

8) Oh I have so many things planned for their journey post redemption, but those are spoilers, they will eventually end up in a better place

9) I do have some doodles of one on casual clothes (1) (2), Draxum I honeslty have no idea

10) I'm gonna give you one thing with each of the hamatos:

Mikey teaches One to cook, he learn the hard way that you have to give One very specific instructions on what to do or he'll fuck up

One likes spending time on Donnie's lab, just lounging while Donnie works (is familiar to him), Donnie has a beanbag where he goes to nap sometimes while pulling consecutive allnighters, One ends up claiming that spot for himself

Raph helps One work through his anger issues, having experience working on his own, he's also the one One opens up the most

Splinter overhears One saying he used to wear a robe when being at his home and gets him a few. One ends up getting suck into watching telenovelas with Splinter

One likes putting on face masks with April, they end up having full "spa days" at April's at least once a month

and that's it! thanks for the ask!

[ghostapop]

Also and btw something I’ve wanted to ask for a while… is it possible for us to get a little summary of your ocs and their little world… 👀

YESSSSSSS YES YES YES HEHE

omg thank youuu this gives me a lot to ramble about

okay so ! the story is currently called "halloway detective society : home to the weird and wandering" (i luv my subtitles ..) . its set in an alternate 1970s asia , that has a bunch of supernatural stuff (soft magic system not hard , lots of funky shit happens n a lot of it isnt explained it just Exists . dont question nature) . its specfiically located in the fictional country of moonfey in the capital city mengsan (inspired by china , hk , macao) , which is where the halloway detective society resides ! theyre a group of paranormal private investigators . they deal with anything their clients ask (as long as they pay) , from fighting near-gods to breaking ancient curses to assassinations . my idea for the story is a collection of short stories that are categorised into the different cases they work on (not that ill ever write it ... but i have the idea 💜) , the thread through the stories being the character development of the detectives

ill give some (hopefully) short descriptions of the ocs (minus the main 3 since i talked any them already in another ask) , not too indepth bc this is already getting long but feel free to ask for elaborations if anythin interests u !!!

oleander / olympia (she transitions post-story) : heir prince except hes not actually royalty but he might as well be . he hails from a terrible old money family with deep roots in crime . he ran away and joined hds which is an improvement for him but running away doesnt fix ur issues . he returns to kill his parents and that also does not fix his issues

the watchman : an artificial "mani" (one of the types of monsters in the story , who are physical manifestations of fear) . hes the incarnation of the fear of being watched and everything connected to that . as technology develops over the years he becomes especially significant . hes manmade , though , so hes not a true mani , and his status as an affront to god , nature and all things pure (mania are pure manifestations of fear , after all ...) is gonna ruin his life , even though he didnt ask to be made at all

laurie : a prophet who rejects their faith . once holy and worshipped , now scorned , cast into the shadows . but even if theyve abandoned their god , their god hasnt abandoned them . their god chose them for a reason . it loves them . and this gift of prophecy is how they show their love . but since laurie has renounced it their connections is frayed , and the prophecies dont come out so well anymore . the migraines are worse and the visions more incomprehensible , and laurie cant get rid of the prophecies . unless they were to kill their god , maybe ..

alistair : a soul taken too soon . hes lit A Little Victorian Boy , except hes not victorian hes edwardian bc i like the edwardian period more . hes the cause of one of the paranormal problems a client comes to them about (hes just a silly lil guy ..) , and instead of exorcising him they take him in <3

matthias : the leader of hds . a union would look at him w horror and disgust . his employees for the most part think hes alright , but they have extremely skewed standards so maybe dont listen to them . hes julians adoptive guardian , theyve got some undefinable relationship . which is unfortunate because theyre both people who love defining things . he named the agency after his dead (?) situationship

beckett : a scientist who specialises in the supernatural . hes obsessed with mania because they killed his parents , and now spends all of her time researching them , trying to communicate with them and understand them . she has something gay going on with oleander , and something Strange going on with the watchman

nicholas : i literally created this guy trying to cope with my abominable daddy issues . hes a hitman for hire who gets unreasonably attached to the kids (young adults) at hds because he projects his younger self onto them farrrrr too much , to a toxic degree . he and matt have some horrific divorced shit going on

ranta : does not get paid enough for this , sticks around anywya because hes good at his job . he wants someone to make his decisions for him and julian is all too happy to do that

meitian : the completely average and normal office worker of hds . kills on the side . her attraction to mae should have alerted everyone to how weird she actually is , really

wren : not a member of hds but i love her so she gets to be mentioned here . shes the aforementioned morally dubious older sister of julian . shes got a misty past and a marine biology degree . somehow she and julian are doomed siblings without being related

i fear this is not short

[irbcallmefynn]

Pinned Post for 2025!

A new year calls for a new pinned! Hi! I'm Fynn (you can also call me Fynni if you want)!

https://pronouns.cc/@irbcallmefynn <My Pronouns Page

Furry, artist, autism+adhd+ocd+chronic anxiety (undiagnosed) so bear with me. I'm 21, so I reserve the right to be a freak! Despite that, this blog should be safe. I do have an 18+ sideblog but I don't wanna tag it here. I will tag things to the best of my ability when needed. If I have tagged something wrong, or forgot to tag something, Please Let Me Know. Send an ask or a message or something.

DNI lists don't really work. If I don't wanna see you here I'm just gonna block you. I will say however, I am wildly uncomfortable with plurality (it's a result of trauma, sorry) so if you're outwardly plural I might be really sketchy and apprehensive around you and might block you for that I'm so sorry

I'd be careful if you're a minor. I tend to tag things as "#suggestive" fairly well, so block that if you don't wanna see that stuff and you should be fine. Especially since I have a separate 18+ blog now. If I do slip up and either forget to tag something or accidentally reblog something to or from the wrong account please let me know so I can fix it!

I'm Sex Repulsed (I do experience sexual attraction, but actual sex grosses me out), Polyamorous and Demiromantic (taken by: @ricochete29 & @0rionslay & @thegoldenfox64 & @phosphor-cat <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 )

I'm Therian to some degree. I know I'm not a wolf or mantis or anything. Never have been. But I really wish I was anything other than a human. So Therian it is! I'm also Plushie-kin and Program-kin. Just feel like there's a lot in common between plushies and what I want to be like, and the dependence betwern programs and the machines they're on is my ideal type of relationship. I'm also Alterhuman, Please refer to me as a wolf or dog or puppy or bug or plushie it makes me happy :3 you can find my kinlist thing here

I try and stay out of politics, but sometimes I've gotta say something. So keep that in mind. If a political topic stresses me out to see constantly, I will block the tags/content. I am the master of my online experience, so if I'm seemingly ignoring a major political topic, it's probably because I don't want to stress myself out with it constantly.

I have three main OCs: Fynn (not to be confused with me. I took his name :3) is a he/him half demon wolf thing who magicked his mouth off and is basically the mascot of the blog. Nauno is a he/they avali and is extremely gay and very kleptomaniac and I love them. Euphi is a she/heart protogen that happens to be immortal for some reason. Click on their names to see their reference sheets! Click here for a link to the lore doc all about them and the world of Cosme! And click here for my truesona's ref sheet, and here for the ref sheet of my programsona! And finally, here is the ref sheet for my Mantis sona!

And now, some tags. "#fynn art" is for all of my art things. Pictures mainly, little bits of music here and there maybe. "#oc lore" is for when I talk about the lore of my ocs (or worldbuilding for them). "#bedposting" is something I do every night, just kinda whatever's on my mind before bed (may be very weird so heads up). "#art rb" is just for when I reblog art, if I keysmashed a whole bunch in another tag it means I really love it :3. "#transfur" is for any furry transformation stuff cause I like that in sfw ways here. "#reblog forcing" is a tag I will use if I decide to reblog something that other people are aggressively trying to make people reblog by saying things like "You have to reblog this" or "Reblog this every time you see it" (stop doing this shit please, a lot of people have anxiety about these sorts of things).

FAQ (frequently-ish asked questions):

Do you take Commissions? No, and I currently have no plans to. I don't want to make money off of my art. I create for the sake of creating, not for fame or fortune. Unfortunately, capitalism means I need to make money or I will Fucking Die. So maybe some day I'll open icon commissions or something. I don't have any means of giving or accepting money online anyways, so that's not a possibility.

What does the IRB stand for? My real initials. My legal first, middle, and last name. It's a force of habit. If/When I get my legal name changed I will change the blog name.

Thanks for taking the time to read my pinned! Assuming you actually read it and didn't just scroll to the bottom. Regardless, I hope you have a nice day!

[thatruerealmwalker]

Crawls out of a hole in your wall

GET MAGICAL GIRL'ED MOTHER FUCKER!

"Despite it all, This Empty Shell still Remains." -Pre Acceptance Quote

"Within this Hollow Heart, Love Still Remains!" -Post Acceptance Quote

This is Claire Taker, a new OC I've made! And let me tell you- the origins of the OC is fucking weird.

This tainwreck of a Lady came about because I was reading @zoeywinterrose's smiling critter fanfic on A03 (which you can check out HERE), started letting THE VOICES speak through me, eventually pulled out the original story I have and made the Caretaker seen there into a fully realized character in my story (get it? Claire Taker?), told them so, found each other on tumblr, because friends(?), and they maybe sort of said yes when I said I was gonna draw the character and make and AU of their AU (in some order there, the progression of events may be off a bit)... I DON'T KNOW HOW I GOT TO THIS POINT.

So yeah, I'm gonna be both explaining this character, my own story, and having all that be loosely connected to Poppy Playtime (Again how did I get here?) So the tags are gonna be silly because of that.

Claire Taker is, as said before, a Magical Girl by the name of Heart Hollow (well Technically Magical Woman, she is pretty old but I prefer saying magical girl)... well the term for in my Canon is a "Blessed" or "Actor"... but those are the official terms, she and the others still use Magical Girl and Magical Boy (because that IS what they are)

And yes! There are both Magical Boys and Girls in this World!

Claire Fights with her Fists and Legs, being a close range brawler, as well as fights with her threads. She uses them in a variety of ways, from creating points to jump, pulling things to her or pulling herself to them, wrapping up targets, or even sometimes using them a whips.

Her Threads are also capable of Stitching people back together and healing them! Apparently the world thinks this means she should be one of the few to get constantly injured, needing to reattach her limbs in the middle of fights sometimes! (or it could be seen as caused by her low self worth as well). I mean look at all of those scars! And those are just the ones she couldn't fully heal for different reasons, she gets hurt alot! ("Better then letting one the kids take the hit" she would say)

Her mental health isn't the best, but it gets really bad when she is alone- Luckily, she's gained the trust of the Parents of the three kid members of Her group to look after them while their at work- as well as fostering the teens when they need somewhere private to hand out. (Her home is like one of 2 unofficial team bases)

At this point, almost everyone who isn't an adult (and two who are like 18-19) calls her Auntie- which she is still getting used too.

After finally getting into a far more okay mindset, she takes to jogging and exercise in her free time. She even helps the younger of the team practice fighting forms and working out when they train at all.

She actually owns a good few properties thanks to her parents- and after her depression weakened she put them up for rent. After a while (and learning how to duplicate cash with Starlight from the group's resident self appointed "Chaotic Gremlin") she was able to start getting a good amount of cash saved up for when the group needs a break or wants to go somewhere fun- (The cost is usually split between her and the other full Adult in the group most of the time).

She still has episodes where her is very not okay (like panic attacks or just bad thoughts)- but it never gets to the point where she feels like hurting herself at all anymore. It helps that one of the kids, the team's unofficial mascot, lets himself be her comfort animal when she has these episodes (and while he hates to admit it, he does enjoy her hugs)

That's all for now! If your interest in more of this original story, let me know!.. Though it probably won't be tagged under Smiling critters next... unless I make William apart of this then it will!

A full view of her plot is down below if your interested in that as well- Anyways thanks for reading this and maybe what lies below, and I hoped this sparked your interest/was a fun read all the same! I think I got an AU to write now!

Claire Taker's Story:

(Content Warning! This gets a bit dark!)

Claire Taker used to be a Person of Joy, living life as Happy as any other- even had Children she cherished most dearly... however one day- in a series of events, Claire loses her kids, be it an Accident or something far worse. Believing herself to be solely at fault, she shut down, remaining within her home and rarely leaving. At first those closest to them attempt to help, as it does, even if She rarely talked or interacted. Just being with others helped to keep her afloat...

But she was abandoned- left alone... and that is what sealed her fate. For a long time- years, close to Ten even, she drowned. She lost her smile, her kindness, her emotions, her Love. She tried, and try she did to get better... but she still drowned all the same.

She made many half attempts on her life- and the one time she fully went through with it- she only lived because she forgot to turn off the Safety on the Gun. This attempt was on the day, when she was so close to pulling herself back together that she was reminded of her kids- undoing all the work she did to get better at a single moment (one the prolonged her deep depression for a few more years-)

Eventually, upon one better day Claire spent shopping with a local mall for much needed supplies for her bare home, a Star fell from the Sky and landed nearby. From it formed a Matrix, and Starlight Leaked into the world. The pure, unfiltered and uncontrolled Starlight, the Blood of Creation, tainted the area in its presence, and Claire. The Building Creaked and Groaned as Starlight lashed into the populace surrounding. Many ran as the structure began to collapse around them...

And Yet Claire stepped forward, Drawn in by the Star.

Even while her body warped, as fur sprouted from her skin and monstrous claws ripped out from between her fingers. As her bones cracked and shattered before being reformed. As the demented whispers that long accompanied her gained form, breaking out from Claire's back and ripping into her flesh-

She reached the center, Where the Fallen Star has landed and with her last bit of strength before she became tainted under Starlight, reached out and touched the Glowing Star within the Epicenter-

And Starlight gathered and condensed, leaving her body, the surrounding air, and returning herself from the Monstrous form it was trying to become- And within her hands laid her Matrix, a Softly glowing heart floating between her palms.

A Stranger came to her one day, and promised her he would grant her most wanted wish "To return your children to you" in exchange for gathering as much Starlight she could.

She, like many other Actors, believed his word, and walked forward with a long lost flame in her eyes, ready to do Anything to get her children back.

Even after learning there was others like her (most of them teenagers or young adults), even after learning that many of the monsters she is fighting against and killed to gather Starlight (the Tainted or Cursed) were once people, even after she learned that should she actually get her wish- she would have to kill the other Blessed and steal their Starlight- She continued on.

It was only when the Three Children amongst the Blessed stood against her to protect their older peers then she questioned if what she was doing was worth it- if ignoring the signs that something was wrong was worth it- if her once beloved children would accept being brought back through the blood of others- if she could really kill these three if it was required of her.

It was from there, after giving up and fleeing that she changed from an antagonist to a protector akin to Tuxedo Mask for the Blessed- more so the Three kids that fought in this battle than the other Blessed.

It was here that Claire was taught how to tell if a Cursed was made from a person, animal, or object/fully made from Starlight as well as how to defeat the Tainted without killing the Person or Creature within. She learned that gathering Starlight is unneeded, and should she continue to gather Starlight like she has- she would only overwhelm her Matrix and become a Cursed herself. She learned how to truly use Starlight, how to prevent herself from Tainting someone on accident, and how to dispose of unneeded Starlight safely.

She was slowly pulled into the Group, being one of the Few Actors to listen and stop the senseless fighting between them. Even when she fell and broke, these Bright Souls dragged Claire along, taking her on their group adventures away from the Magic within their lives. Exploring the town, eating at an Café, enjoying the park. Slowly but surely, she became apart of this group, of the team who fought against the darkness that surrounded them.

The rest of the Blessed, especially the younger of them, started to call Claire 'Auntie'.

However, there was one final truth all of them avoided telling Claire, the final Lie told to Claire about the situation, even if in the depths of her heart she knew the answer herself yet feared to speak it aloud in vain hope for it not to be true.

That there was no Wish- That it was the ploy of The Man who Thought Himself God to either gather followers and resources or spark war between those who could threaten his goals and attempt to turn them into monsters- a Truth that they all knew could break Claire, steal her reason for continuing to live, to stand up tall.

They were going to, right after they handled this newest Tainted... but The Man who Thought Himself God appeared near the battles end... and with a smile, knowing Claire's history of mental health, and the reasons for it, held her by the throat while floating in the air, while Claire thrashed and fought with all of her might, while her allies called out in fear and rushed to save her, whispered in her Ear- "I lied~ There is no Wish, no reversing your most heinous Sin. Your children will never come back- for you killed them. They are gone and you killed them."

Claire SHATTERED then and there. Once again all of the work she put into getting better, doing better shattered- and as The Man who Thought Himself God threw her from high above towards the ground- Starlight, once Shining, became fully black- And the Blessed became Cursed under the weight of Despair-

Mother Gospel: The Harbinger of Mourning was born- as so her fellow Blessed fought, and after a long an almost lethal fight, where the extent of Claire's grief and broken heart was bared to the world, the ones who claimed her as their own, with all they had, ripped Claire out of her Depression made Manifest, and saved her from her fate.

Amongst the broken building, Claire laid as her Heart, once healing, was now torn apart once more as she cried tears of sorrow... and then she was hugged by the most youngest of them... then the other children joined in, all crying and making sure their Auntie was okay. The older kids of the Group joined in as well, despite two having to be dragged within. And even the young adults sat nearby and showed their love for Claire-

And that was what it was- Claire was LOVED, and she could Love in return. She was not Alone anymore, and so the dam burst within her and she cried and screamed and hugged back as sadness and joy danced within her. Her Hollow Heart had become not so Hollow anymore.

It took time, but somewhat soon Claire stood, still in mourning of her lost children, still not fully okay, but she could finally move on, she could finally live with those who saved her from that Sea that engulfed her and gave her warmth and belonging.

And so she fought, and even now fights, against those that would bring about the horrors she went through upon to others with the family formed under the Light of the Stars.

[bellysoupset]

it’s @lisupanddown - I still can’t send asks as myself. Here is my question - for each of your OCs - what is their absolute favorite outfit to wear if they are going out somewhere special? And favorite to wear if they are going to be at home, casual with friends, relaxing. Thank you and now I’m trying to predict what you’re going to say, lol.

Hi Lis!! Dude, first off, the heck is up with this?? I got the prev request in anon (working on it), but you mentioned sending asks out of anon and I swear I didn't receive any?? Very weird.

Anyway, I hope dumblr fixes it.

Fashion asks are my favorite thing in the world, I love playing dress up with my ocs 😄

Starting by thee style queen herself, Wendy. If we're talking gala then Wendy goes gem shades, like a rich turquoise or a beautiful magenta and she looves her twirly, flowy skirts. Very fairy like, even if it's a long skirt. If it's just a restaurant, honestly same vibe, except shorter skirts and just loud candy colors. At home she's almost always lounging in her lilac sweats, very Juicy Couture.

Bella is in the midway between grunge and goth, depending on the day. For a formal event she'd lean on the sleek goth, so sleek tighter dresses in velvet black or even in red, thigh slits, backless. Sexy, vampy. For a dinner, she'd vary from like vampy dresses with stockings and killer heels to black leather pants and crop tops. 95% of the time at home she's wearing her own boxers and one of Luke's shirts though.

Jonah will go all out when its gala. He's not super campy, but he'll do sheer shirts, colorful pocket squares, different tuxedos, all the fun. Galas don't really impress him after all. In the opposite reasoning, I actually think he dresses down for a dinner? Of course if the place calls for formal pants he'll be wearing them, as well as a blazer, but I don't see him feeling the need to dress to impress just for some fancy restaurant. At home he's almost always in linen baggy pants, slippers and a cardigan over a wifebeater or a kimono. Think fuckboy in ibiza vibes.

Gonna speed through Vin, Luke and Leo because I think their fashion is a little interchangeable.

They clean up well, but wearing a blue tuxedo is them being "daring". Breaking out the henleys and the nice jeans for dinner, maybe social pants (specifically Leo who goes to fancier places thanks to Jonah).

Luke at home cannot be bothered to put on a shirt, so its sweatpants or boxers, always barefoot. Luke invented wearing school merch, he's always out and about wearing his college hoodie.

Leo is really getting into cardigans, started as him stealing Jon's and now he's got his own collection. The bigger, cozier and lumpier the better.

Vince has his emotional support leather jacket. He's also pretty much the only one of the boys who'll ever be seen wearing ripped jeans.

Vince, Luke and Leo (in this order) also wear a lot of gym wear, just those big mesh tanktops, runner sneakers, etc.

[achickennamedcheese]

What they could've done with Lunar's story

Alright, so, this is what I'm gonna call the "Zak and Human" Method, because the storyline for my OC Zak mostly fits here.

Zak works for a galactical government called "The Base of Dimensions" or BOD. Humans aren't supposed to have magic, and when they do it's an anomaly, so Zak's job is to investigate the anomaly and make sure that the magical human is not a threat. This is because the most dangerous galactical and universal threats began from small, unchecked anomalies like magic humans.

Why couldn't they do the same thing for Lunar???

Okay, so Lunar suddenly has powers, wouldn't be weird right? On Earth, even animatronics can cast spells and have magic, such as Moon or Eclipse. But what makes Lunar an anomaly is the fact that his powers don't abide by the same magic system of his original planet. His powers are a different thing entirely, and that is an anomaly, an anomaly that could turn into a threat if left unchecked.

And so Gemini, the "Zak" of this scenario, is sent to handle Lunar by a higher power or a higher government. If Lunar can prove he can handle his powers, then he won't be seen as a threat and all will be well. If Lunar can't, then he will be killed off. It seems harsh, but this is all to prevent a small problem from becoming a big issue. All of this is explained to Lunar by Gemini, because honestly it's stupid to hide it and why would they have any reason to.

All seems to go well, Gemini trains Lunar and Lunar seems to be getting a handle on everything, including a potential relationship with Gemini! But then Lunar does something he shouldn't have, he kills Eclipse.

By killing Eclipse, Lunar has proved to the higher powers that Lunar has the potential to become a threat. At least, a threat to his planet, at most, a threat to his galaxy, and that's what causes Gemini to be so mad at Lunar. Gemini really does care for Lunar, and seeing them mess up like this and put themselves in jeopardy upset them a lot because now Lunar would be on the extermination list. And now Gemini has to plead for Lunar's case, for the higher powers to give Lunar a second chance. And with that, Gemini is gone.

I feel like this would've justified Gemini's anger, along with the reason why Gemini came in the first place. The reason as to why Gemini even bothered to train Lunar is so vague that I don't think the writers even knew. So many say that Lunar didn't deserve to be yelled at and Eclipse deserved to die again, and when you see what played out I can understand that! When you actually look at it, Lunar's weather powers are probably pretty petty compared to the other things that exist in this Universe, so why??? Why would the astral bodies give a shit???

In this little version, Gemini tells Lunar why they're here, what they want to do, and why they're gonna help Lunar. This tells both Lunar and the audience what the stakes are and why Lunar has to do this training thing. And when Eclipse ends up dying and Gemini gets pissed, at least fans who watch can understand why Gemini is mad. Whether or not Eclipse deserved dying, Lunar just put himself on the extermination list and now Gemini has to find a way to get Lunar out of it.

It's such a simple storyline and maybe this is what the writers were going for! But if it is, they didn't convey it well.

I know that LAES and SAMS aren't supposed to be a marvel of writing, but if you're gonna have characters and story lines you could at LEAST make them make sense.

People are probably gonna be mad at me for this or point out things in episodes that point to this little story change not making sense, and okay, I get it, it's not like I watched ALL of the LAES or SAMS episodes so I understand if I missed some things. But seriously I feel like this is a simple fix, especially when you have a world as loose as the Security Breach Show universe. For fucks sake, Monty and Puppet are thinking of switching Cringe Foxy and Normal Foxy???

[dreamsy990]

hey u have ocs? information?llllong post? please if u have like. info on them? or just doodles idk

hi sorry this has been sitting in my inbox for a while bc i keep forgetting it exists but uh!!! sure !!!! theres not much interesting stuff here though so im just gonna ramble in whatever order i feel like. unless theyre like a group or something

so copper and omen my wof ocs probably have the least to say? because i dont have any sort of story for them at all. copper is a silkwing with some anxiety issues and omen is her girlfriend who has VERY bad trust issues. not sure how they get together but i think maybe omen couldve helped protect copper from a disaster and thats how they met? which sort of plays into omens main thing, which is that she's a nightwing who was hatched under a bloodmoon. so within wof lore as stated by our lord and savior tui t sutherland, she can see the future, but only disasters. in my head shes kinda a cassandra or goosefeather figure where shes almost always right about her visions unless something is done explicitly to prevent them from coming true, but nobody believes her. idk i have way less for copper than omen but they are a pair and im not allowed to seperate them.

my other significant wof oc is frostbite. does he exist in the same universe as copper and omen? maybe idk. they might have a cool adventure together with some other characters if i ever feel like it. tbh all 3 of these guys were just design practice for me so all story is just kind of random thoughts. anyways so frostbite was actually adapted from an old character from an rp group i was in. originally he was an icewing/nightwing and a weird old man who hides in the woods and definitely does murder. but hes basically a completely different guy now so thats mostly irrelevant. anyways so the half nightwing part became half leafwing (not on purpose i just forgot he wasnt always a leafwing). and i have a very, very rough idea for his story. for context since idk how much you know about wof, icewings have a caste system for aristocrats called circles, numbered 1-7, and your ranking can change based on how much you "embody the ideal qualities of an icewing", so theres a lot of pressure put on icewings to be as perfect as possible. anyways, i think frostbites dad was probably in the first circle when he had an affair with a leafwing. normally that would probably be enough to get him kicked out of the aristocracy entirely, but somehow (probably through a combination of being close to the queen, maybe as an advisor or maybe just an old friend? as well as having been high ranking for his entire life before that) he was allowed to return along with the son he had with that leafwing, but as punishment dropped to the bottom of the seventh circle. and frostbite is that son! cursed to never feel fully like an icewing, and always struggle to make himself seem worthy of being there at all. hes pretty hotheaded (NOT a very icewing trait, as others love to point out) and while he definitely knows hes getting much harsher treatment than others get for no reason other than his leafwing side, hes still trying his best to fit into society. its not exactly going well for him because it feels like no matter how perfect he is, thats always at least a couple steps behind the worst "real" icewing. anyways, something happens, i dont know how, but he manages to get out of the ice kingdom for a bit, and probably goes on an adventure with some friends, and realizes just how fucking stifling that place was. and then he never goes back. idk hes sort of like winter if he had more daddy issues.

ummm. colorux isnt real. ok but actually colorux is a joke oc i share custody of with ridragon. she is a gremlin, gay, british, and a member of organization xiii. shes probably friends with luxord because luxord is also british. thats it.

MY DND GUYS NATHAN AND DUST!! i have a lot more for nathan so. dust is a tabaxi paladin with an oath of devotion. the campaign she was supposed to be part of was a war one, so i wasnt sure how much rp there was gonna be, so i only came up with enough that i would have something to work with if it ever did happen. so that mostly means her personality. shes probably autistic, she struggles to hold a conversation very well, and very much leans towards the stoic side, although she loves collecting shiny things whenever she can and if you get her talking about her collection she can talk for hours. she also has a strong sense of justice (hence the oath of devotion), and will try to do what she thinks is right no matter the cost. thats dust!! fun fact about her she was NOT inspired by dust from dust an elysian tail them both being cat people and paladin equivalents and having similar personalities and the same name. that was actually a complete coincidence which i think is hilarious.

nathan is probably the one i have the most story for!! so backstory about them, i made him up on the spot for a dnd campaign that sort of fizzled out. i had forgotten to make a character sheet so i just found a list of premade ones and boom!! nathan. theyre a drow rogue and i made them specifically to fit as few rogue stereotypes as possible. i like to think he grew up somewhere around upper middle class, with no real reason to get into crime since it's not like he needed anything in particular, but he was a stupid kid with stupid friends and too much time on his hands!! so he and his best friend who does not have a name im so sorry. my brain is saying maurice and i think thats funny so their friend is named maurice now. anyways so nathan and maurice started doing petty crime as a passtime!! they were pretty good at it too, if you asked them. and then something went wrong. i dont know exactly how it would happen, but somewhere along the line in their stupidest crime yet, things went wrong, and nathan panicked, and ran away, leaving maurice all alone to deal with the cops. what happened? nathan doesnt know. but it fucked him up man. its been like 30 years and hes STILL beating himself up about it. he became a lot more cowardly, avoiding risk and running away from things whenever he can, they try to avoid getting attached to people so he doesnt feel bad when he instinctively pushes them in front of danger so he can avoid it, and hes just generally a disaster. also theyre scared of spiders. i love them.

and uhhh that just leaves angie, rea, and charlotte. so for context, my original idea for these guys was a sort of depressing game about accepting the inevitable, but theyve honestly become way more sweet since then so!!!! angie and rea are reapers, and their jobs are to guide the dead to the underworld. and theyre also roommates! but not gay. angie is aroace. rea is probably aspec too now that i think about it. little bit of fun detail about them, angie tends to take jobs where shes guiding assholes, and she loves trying to make their trips as terrifying as possible. shes not good at being empathetic!! rea on the other hand. is terrible at being scary. so she mostly gets jobs with kids, and she goes through as much effort as she can to make sure they're NOT scared. kind of opposites to angie but idk i think theyre cute. anyways, charlotte is not a reaper. shes actually just a little girl, probably 8-10 or so. reas job is to guide her, but when she gets to charlotte, she realizes charlotte's not actually dead. shes on the edge, she could slip over at any time, but shes not dead. rea realizes if she brings charlotte to the underworld there's no chance she'll ever be able to wake up again, but if she doesn't, then maybe charlotte has a chance. so instead, she takes charlotte home with her, to the inbetween. so oops!! surprise child aquisition. personality wise, charlottes probably that sort of sassy little kid. you know the type. she isnt scared of angie in the slightest!! actually, shes not scared of ANYTHING, if you ask her. idk theyre a fun little trio in my head

theres probably someone else im forgetting buut if im forgetting they cant be that important. anyways im not really in a drawing mood rn but i might add art later. but idk my oc tags are literally just #name (oc) so just do that if you wanna find my art of them. i dont draw them much. also i need to redesign some of them. ALSO I DONT HAVE A CHARLOTTE DESIGN FUCK.

[braveclementine]

Pieces of a Nightmare

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OC Elizabeth Lightwood. I do not condone any copying of this.

"You want me to get you a file on a man that allegedly has done nothing wrong except kiss a woman on her cheek while she's already mated to her soulmate?" Fury asked you over the phone after you explained the entire thing to him.

You actually growled in frustration. "Fury! C'mon! He wants to change the DNA of living creatures so that their birth given genetic code is different! How come no one but me can see that its evil? He's up to something! Call it animal instinct."

"Maybe, because you're surrounded by geniuses who can see that the changing of DNA could also mean creating a stronger health system." Fury answered.

"God created all of us differently for a reason. It wasn't to change what he made us." You grumbled.

"And that might be part of the problem. Tony's atheist and so is Killian." Fury answered.

"Fine." You sighed, still frustrated, "Can you look into him at least then?"

"Why don't you think I'm busy with other projects Agent Stark? And when are you coming back to New York to continue training?"

"I don't know. I mean, Everleigh is barely a couple of weeks old still. And I hate leaving her for to long-"

"But you want to get into cases like Killian's." Fury sighed. "Give you and your daughter some time to rest before you go charging into all of this."

He hung up before you could get another word in.

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As you parked in the driveway, you saw the very huge stuffed bunny rabbit at the front of the house. You couldn't stop smiling, reading the tag around its neck that read 'Merry Christmas'.

You quickly headed inside. It was date night, though it was going to be a staying in sort of date night since you wanted to keep Everleigh home.

"I'm sorry I was late." You apologized as you headed into the foyer. You had heard noises in the sitting room and assumed it was Tony. "I was tal-"

You broke off as you saw the Iron Man suit sitting there. It was a different colour scheme than you had seen before, this one cream and red coloured.

"What is that? You're wearing this in the house now?" You questioned in exasperation. "What is that, like Mark 17?"

"Uh, yeah." Tony said in a tone that you were sure meant he was lying. "Something like that. You know, everybody needs a hobby."

"Mhmm," You replied sitting down in the chair next to the champagne bottles and the stack of mail. The fire was roaring, two stockings hung up on either ends of the fireplace. "Oh, and you have to wear your hobby in the sitting room?"

"Just breaking it in. You know, it's always a little pinchy in the gooey bag" Tony said, walking around behind you. You fake gagged at the way he described it. "Where did you go? I'm sorry I left abruptly."

"I went to Stark industries." You admitted.

"Nice. Oh, well, hey, did you see your Christmas present?" Tony questioned quickly.

"Yes, I did. I don't know how anyone could've missed it." You smirked. You picked up the mail on table and asked, "Is it going to fit through the door?"

"Well, actually," Tony said as you stared down at the mail. It was all fan mail with notes to Tony about how much they admired him, most of them with Iron man drawings, "that's a great question. I got a team of guys coming tomorrow. They're gonna blow out that wall."

"Okay."

"So, uh, Tense? Good day? Huh?" Tony asked and you felt the metal hands come down on your shoulders. You smiled, relaxing into the feeling. "Ooh, shoulders, a little knotty. You naughty girl."

You giggled, even though Tony was being weird, he was being himself.

"I don't want to harp on this, but did you like the custom rabbit?"

You smiled inwardly and then turned the spiny chair around to face him. "I loved him."

"Oh, he's a him, is he?" Tony questioned.

"Yep. I think I'm going to call him. . ." You thought about it. "On second though, might have to wait to come up with a name. Get to know him. Intimately."

"That's not fair." Tony whined.

You got to your feet, putting your hands on his shoulders. "Well then, I'll get to know you intimately instead." You waited for him to lift the face plate to kiss you, but he didn't.

Tony knocked on the helmet while making robot sounds, "Yep. Damn it, can't kiss. You want to just kiss it on the-" He gestured to the metal mask.

Having a sinking suspicion that the suit was actually empty, you said, "Well, why don't I run down to the garage and see if I can't find a crowbar to break you open?"

"Crowbar, yeah." Tony said as you started to walk past the suit. "Oh! Except there's been a-a-a radiation leak."

"I'll take my chances." You responded coolly.

"That's risky." Tony replied, "at least let me get you like a hazmat suit-" His voice turned from faraway and robotic, to human and closer as you finished coming down the stairs and saw him doing pullups on a bar in the garage.

"Busted." He grunted out as you entered the garage.

"This is a new level of lame." You said, raising an eyebrow. You hated to be so blunt, but after taking off at lunch and then finding out about Killian, not to mention the empty suit so that for one second you had felt rejected, you were feeling a little upset.

"Sorry." Tony said quickly.

"You ate without me already? On date night?" You weren't sure why you were so upset. You had come home a little late. But still, you liked food.

"Well he was sort've-"

"You mean you." You corrected.

"Yeah, me, him, were just hosting you while we waited on you." Tony grumbled. "And yes, I had a quick bite. I didn't know if you were coming home or going to have drinks with Aldrich Kilian."

You just stared at him for a moment. "What?" You finally asked, anger seething under your skin. "Aldrich Killian?" You snapped. "Why would I go out for drinks with him?"

"Happy was concerned-"

"Bullshit. Maybe he should be concerned for Pepper, but not me! I'm loyal to you Tony! Why the hell would I have anything to do with Killian! I don't even trust the guy! I'm late because I was asking Fury for background on him because I got bad vibes from him! Screw you."

You turned on your heel, storming up the stairs.

"Y/N! Wait. I'm sorry. You're right. My fault. Sorry." He shouted out quickly in an attempt to get you to stop. You did, though you didn't go back down the stairs, opting to turn and look at him instead. His hands were raised in a surrendering way. "I'm a piping hot mess."

You turned to face him more.

"It's been going on for a while. I haven't said anything." You finally walked down the stairs and stood in front of him. "Nothings' been the same since New York."

"Oh really? I didn't notice that at all." I responded sarcastically.

"You experience things and then they're over and you still can't explain them. Gods, aliens, other dimensions. I'm just a man in a can."

Hearing Tony talk about himself like that, your anger melted for a second. But it flared again. You had experienced all of the same things! Well, not all of them. But most. And maybe even more. You had been fighting for more than just your own life. And you didn't have a suit around you to protect yourself.

"The only reason I haven't cracked up is because of you. Which is great. I love you. I'm lucky. But honey, I can't sleep. You go to bed, I come down here. I do what I know. I tinker. I-" He sat down. "Threat is imminent. And I have to protect the two things that I can't live without." He said, pointing at you. "That's you and our daughter. And my suits, they're uh-"

"A part of you." You whispered softly.

"They're part of me." Tony agreed.

You sighed, walking towards him. You put your hands on his shoulders. You bit back everything you wanted to say. To tell him that you understood because you had been there, because you had fought. That you understood because you couldn't sleep either, always waking up alone, sweating. But you didn't have an outlet to escape to like Tony did. Your outlet had always been Tony. And now he wasn't there anymore. Not really.

You ran your hands around to the back of his neck and he leaned forward, resting against your chest. You lifted the headset that he was wearing off his head and he stared up at you.

"I'm gonna take a shower." You whispered.

"Okay." He said, gritting his jaw a little in disappointment.

You walked all the way over to the door before you looked over you shoulder. "And you're going to join me."

"Better." He said firmly.

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"Fuck." You groaned, your body pressed up against the cold tiles of the shower wall, the hot water cascading down on your bodies. Tony was behind you, having pushed into your cunt with his cock. His fingers teased your clit.

"That's it baby." Tony murmured, kissing your neck. "I want you to scream my name when you shatter apart on my cock. Can you do that baby?"

"Yes. Fuck. Tony please." You groaned, nails scratching at the tiles. It was such a mix of feelings that it was overwhelming.

"Then fucking cum." Tony demanded, pinching your clit and nipples at the same time. His thrust became faster and you screamed his name as demanded.

Only then did he finish inside of you and you crumbled in his arms.

He ran the bath then, switching the shower off and cleaned you up before carrying you over to the bed. You lazily helped him get your pajamas on, before cuddling into him, holding onto him. You were so glad that he was sleeping next to you for once. His warm comfort let you fall asleep almost immediately.

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You were woken by Tony shouting in his sleep. You groggily looked over to see that he was all tense and he his pillow clenched in his fists.

You sat up, leaning over him, shaking his body. "Tony! Tony! Tony wake up!"

Suddenly, something metallic and cold grabbed your arm, pulling you back to your side of the bed. You screamed so loudly that you jerked Tony out of his sleep.

He immediately reacted, shouting at the Iron man to power down, which obeyed immediately. He hit it, which caused it to break into a thousand pieces.

You were shaking terribly as Tony started to apologize to you. "I must have called it in my sleep." You were both breathing heavily, both trying to recover from the event. "That's not supposed to happen. I'll recalibrate the sensors."

You swallowed heavily, getting up from the bed. You wrapped your arms around your body and then heard Everleigh start crying in the other room.

You quickly ran to the bedroom, afraid to find another Iron man suit standing over her. But she fine, mostly just hungry. Breast feeding her calmed you down so that your breathing eventually matched hers.

After feeding her, you held her for a little longer, unable to face Tony just yet. You hated that you had run from the room without telling him that you'd be back. You were afraid he'd go back down to the lab if you didn't get back fast enough.

Kissing your daughter's forehead, you placed her back into her crib, and then headed back to the room.

Tony was sitting on the bed with his head in his hands and looked up when you entered. "You're back."

"Everleigh is fine." You whispered, climbing back up on the bed. "And of course I'm back."

"Though you might've gone to sleep in one of the other rooms." He mumbled.

"Why?" You asked, wrapping your arms around your body. "It was a mistake Tony. I'm not going to leave you for that. Come on, let's get back to sleep. C'mon, just hug me Tony."

Tony wrapped his arms around you tightly, burying his head into your chest. You dimmed the lights once more, leaving the scattered pieces of the nightmare on the floor. 

[rush-the-stars]

Hi cielooo. l'm the anon who's talked about scorched!reader a lot. I think I'm gonna choose 🌶 as my emoji. No particular reason I LOL.

Babe that series is all think about. That reader is a colective oc at this point and I'm here for it. I keep imagining scenarios and situations for her.

That last anon is SO RIGHT OMG. I wonder how her team reacts to that. Do they think she's kind because she never blames them? Do they see her inner turmoil every time something like that happens? Does she wear a mask around them at all times?

What do Roy and Riza even do? Like how can they help her unlearn something like that? Words won't get them very far, it's gotta be with actions. But would reader still feel the dread of a terrible punishment? And let's not talk about the ptsd.

I'm definitely rambling but I have to get this outta my head. I can't wait for the next part of the series!

ANOTHER EMOJI ANON 🔥🔥 i’m collecting them all 😎

i will call you pepper or pep!!! 🌶️

this series is all EYE think about lately too. all my daydreams are just scorched!reader. so it brings me so much joy that you’re liking this lil series too 😭😭💗💗💗 soooooo excited to get into this ask.

i think at first the team thinks she’s maybe kind for it. but i actually think scorched!reader sorta reveals..,.a weird superiority/inferiority complex-? or maybe the control freak part of her LMAO i imagine it’s something like this:

reader: this was my fault, general. i accept whatever punishment you deem necessary.

havoc: as much as i’d like to let someone else eat this for me, i can’t do that. this wasn’t her fault at all, i was the one who—

reader: respectfully, i should’ve anticipated havoc’s error before it occurred. the fault is mine still.

and everyone in the room realizes it’s not about being noble or kind, but rather she genuinely believes she somehow should’ve anticipated everyone’s actions, including their mistakes, and made up for it. beyond that, often times people who are control freaks distrust anyone to do anything right. unless it’s in their own hands. so i think sometime it actually chafes greatly with the team—through her actions, she’s telling them that she doesn’t trust them to do things correctly. you know?

i also think she usually keeps a very careful mask up. it takes a long long long long time for that mask to slip or come willingly off.

i think roy and riza do many things to try and combat this. one of which is trying to get reader to trust and rely on others. beyond that, i think they do not punish her for mistakes, but rather for this other, traumatized behavior that isn’t good anymore. and even then, punishment is a strong word for it—it’s more like scolding. then, of course there is the matter of their intimate life. which i think can function as a way to further help reader try to unlearn some of this behavior.

i think they try positive reinforcement with her and she fully…shuts down or runs away for awhile. it’s too much for her. so they have to pivot. (they still praise her from time to time, when they feel like she won’t be spooked away.)

i think they do sorta stumble and mess up w this reader too!! i think this reader gets a lot of wires crossed with the dynamic w roy and riza. and now, she’s throwing a tantrum at the office that she might otherwise save for at home that night….or going cold on them at home the way she does at the office. there’s a lot to sort tbh. she keeps them on their toys LMAOO

SORRY I ALSO RAMBLED OMG….but fr thank you for these thoughts and questions I LOVVEDDD thinking about this 🙏💗💗 would love to hear any more thoughts you have 👀

i’m excited to share the next part of the series too 💗💗

[starry-sophrosyne]

Hi Swizard! Sorry it took me a while to respond to this, I wanted to say a few things but my replies ended up spiraling into a really long response while writing, so rather than just flashbang you by dming you all of this, i'm just gonna put it all under the cut XD /lh /silly

(For everyone else, feel free to read this too if you want ( ´﹀` ) /gen)

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1. I'm glad you like his design! Like I said, it took me a few attempts to remake his picrew the way I wanted him too without loosing the sense of the character/design from when he was younger-

2. Yeah, Leo definitely had that more sparky personality of the two, and their trope still carries into their personalities in the future. For Leo, it's in a darker way, as his playfulness/charisma hides a sinister venom behind it. His eyes are sharp and gleam in a way in the darkness. -- Meanwhile, Tox has always seemed somewhat impenetrable/stoic. However, you can’t be uncharismatic in the nightlife industries, so he’s naturally professional in a flattering way while still holding true to that original part of him, whether it be through his physical build or his own piercing eyes. He is a good judge of character and determine whether or not he can trust you on his own accord without being obvious about it. After that, he’ll treat you accordingly, warming up a little.

3. Regarding them being doomed -- Yeah, altho regardless of whether or not you thought this, I think it's important I note (also for the sake of everyone else) that: Despite all the angst you could pull out of their past compared to their future, writing abt their longing and doomed by the narrative, the truth is they don't actually have these strong desperate longing feelings abt each other in canon TTOS if that makes sense-

Again /gen not mad at all when i say this, but yes they ARE doomed, just unequivocally and irrevocably so that their feelings abt their fallout are more or less apathetic bc they both believe they’ll never have the relationship they used to have ever again (partially because its been so long; they are older than the pcs so its been a hot minute but idk how much older I should figure that out-) That doesn't mean that in times of vulnerability, they won't mourn abt it though.. All those feelings are still part of their hearts, but they've matured and grown and hardened to the extent that it isn't a priority anymore- /lh /nm

4. THAT'S MEAN omg Swizard.. ("if i had a nickel for every time my "star" was someone who was heavily related to the color purple regardless of the circumstance, i'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice!-" XD /hj /silly /nsrs) ; Who knows, maybe that's the reason why he doesn't have Sophist dress in any other colors, call it a sign from god when he found out his favorite color was purple?- XD (i wanna say unresolved trauma coping mechanism but this is all nsrs/non canon for the most part, also bc the actual ztar/pc mascot has the closest ties to sophist in being both purple and mischievous/chaotic; meanwhile i've made tox a lot more professional despite your initial writing of him- /gen /lh)

5. Tbh, I feel a little bad fully claiming tox as "MY" brain child (in the same way i told pen abt leo)m esp because i didn't write him AT all (where as pen took my tags and made em into a real character) you legit just came to me with this idea that ended up being perfect to make a character/event that was perfect for nick and vern's struggle in TTOS (the drabble of which i still have yet to post-) and you writing of him was what gave me the inspiration to spin it into making it canon- so yes, while i will be taking liberties abt them in TTOS, i dont think ill ever fully consider him or leo my brain children XD /lh /gen

6. I think it's fine (if you do have any doubts abt them-) bc your ocs are legit some of the best made in other people's works. Even if Anton isn't canon to whatever pen would write if they wrote post-WOTC, he's literally the collective angst/guilt of all 4 of his "parents" combined/multiplied- XD /hj /lh; and boy if he isn't a great platform for me to write/extend angst abt into future WOTC too- /hj /lh; and Tox too! Now 100% canon to the story, if I do ever make it a fic, at least to Vern's struggle and temporary fallout with Nick (honestly my savior bc i wanted to write abt tcvern3 for once but didnt have a specific idea for their plot/story- /gen /srs XD) ; But yeah, you me and pen specifically have a hell of a time combining/playing with each other's ideas XD /gen /pos

me realizing i havent ever posted my intial designs for tox and leo/ive stopped talked about ttos as a whole:

[macchiatosdumptruck]

How do you think the relationships between Terry and Daniel and Kreese and Daniel would have changed had Daniel been a girl instead? Do you think they would have still tormented her, and allowed (Cobra Kai) to bully her, or would have they gone easy on her?

I actually feel like Kreese would have been nicer to her, considering he always has a soft spot for the girls...Terry however, I'm not sure. Weirdly enough I feel like Kreese, in canon, would maybe have a subtle thing for "Danielle" lmao.

Maybe Terry would too, considering he's always been weird about Danny.

This is actually something so interesting to think about because a lot of Daniel's character is how he subverts traditional masculinity.

Because he was seen as more feminine he was a target. But that made him an acceptable target since he was still a boy. How would Cobra Kai feel actually terrorizing a teen girl?

Terry and Kreese have been shown to be pretty equal opportunity evil, but you're right in that one of Kreese's only soft spots is for young girls.

His characterization is so interesting because he seems to do things in canon that contradict each other.

I feel like everything that went on with his mother and Betsy gave him complicated views on women. Sometimes he seems to think they're more innocent. Like with Kim.

Other times he's blatantly ogling them in restaurants and calling them "sweetheart."

And he obviously thinks Tory can take care of herself despite being protective of her. His relationship with Tory is interesting in general because he gains her trust by protecting her from bad men but then he uses her as an inside agent seemingly, to her, not caring about her own needs.

Terry's never shown treating men and women any different. Not his staff. His fellow evil sensei. Not his students.

But he's not shown interacting with women much is he? In the movie he has Margaret. But in the show his relationship with Cheyenne seemed to be very cordial. But it also wasn't a real relationship to him. Let's be honest. She was his beard and he ghosted her.

Kreese doesn't interact with ANY women in the movies but has stronger connections to them in the show. 🤔

I think Terry would find her interesting, but he wouldn't have the same deranged obsession as he has with Daniel. Because I'm my opinion part of his obsession with Daniel is clearly sexual and I just can't headcanon him as being sexually attracted to women. (Even though I've read some great stuff from Terry/oc writer's. )

We learn in S1 that there has never before been girls in Cobra Kai, before Aisha. (I miss her). So Kreese obviously never thought to invite them to join. Was that part of a misplaced sense of protection? It was it just part of the culture at the time?

I actually can't see Kreese or Terry actively calling for the torment of a young girl.

But maybe that's just another strange way Daniel is somehow want codes? Lol.

We think about that and go "That's fucking insane. No one would do that." And yet for some reason it's more feasible if it's a young man. Boys should expect violence in some way.

I'm gonna stop before I get started on how Daniel is often subject to the type of antagonism that women usually face in films rather than men.

But. The choice to cast the og Cobras as all being wasps and Daniel as a working class guy with dark hair and tan skin was on purpose. And they were specifically looking for "a wimp" to play the part.

Tldr: I don't think they would torture her but they would still be deranged about her somehow.

The reason I started my rule 63 verse was specifically because I thought the themes of the story would be fascinating to look at through the frame of a female protagonist. (But also porn.)

But that's just one take/ymmv. The idea of Terry and Kreese being oddly soft on her while also antagonizing her is interesting.

[sorryimananti-romantic]

Mist | Choi San | Chapter 2

Pairing: Choi San x OC (Seohyun)

Genre: supernatural (ghost), romance, high school

Trigger Warnings: paranormal, death mentions, violence

Words: 7.2k

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except my original character and the story. I do not own any gifs or pictures used.

Full story on Wattpad (don’t spoil here if you read there too)

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A few paranormally uneventful days passed. Seohyun hadn't exactly opened up to the group of boys that she was now able to call friends, but she was slowly getting there. It was hard not to smile when one of them cracked a silly joke, and harder not to laugh when they had a battle of wits.

She was slowly getting used to her new school. She was past the stage of being a new kid and the students in her class had stopped giving her those looks. She was unnoticed, and she loved it.

Today, like every other morning, Seohyun got ready for school, tying her hair in a half ponytail, peeking out of the window to check if she should wear her glasses or cap today. She had to hide her eyes somehow, they always betrayed her. She didn't want anyone to think she liked to stare into the space. But then she shrugged and tossed her glasses in the bag, wearing her cap as she went to the kitchen.

Her mother was a very busy woman and she liked to spend almost all her day in her office. She was rarely home even if she had a day off anyway. So Seohyun just made herself some coffee, munching on some cookies as she waited for the coffee to become cool enough to drink.

"I still don't get why you let the housemaid go," Jiwoo popped out of nowhere and twirled around the kitchen.

"Well, I didn't entirely let her 'go'. She still comes by on the weekends, you already know that."

"But still! What's wrong with having food everyday?" Jiwoo pushed her dark red hair back as she tsk-ed at Seohyun.

"For one, I wanted to learn to cook, and the food she made was always too much for just me. I always had to throw it out or give it to someone before it went bad. Mom's never home to eat anyway."

"I actually hate your mom, no offence," Jiwoo looked at her and Seohyun shook her head, "I mean, what kind of a mother is she?"

"A woman married to her work with an abnormal child, I kind of understand why she's like this," Seohyun muttered.

"Nah, you're not abnormal. You're gifted. And you don't appreciate it enough."

"No offence, unnie, but ghosts are the company I'd rather not have," Seohyun rinsed her cup and placed it on the rack, taking her school bag and locking the door.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiwoo asked.

"You're one of the better ones, but only because you had temporary amnesia before you died and you still don't know who exactly you are and why you're a ghost!" Seohyun snorted at the weirdness of all this.

"You think I'd ever be able to recall? Or just be stuck with you forever?" Jiwoo asked.

"I'd rather you try to move around and find out who you are instead of making me look like I talk to myself."

"Ah, you pain me, child. It's all because you have new friends now and don't care about me anymore. Right, catto?"

The black cat, which Seohyun hadn't noticed earlier, meowed in response.

"And, here comes the pretty one," Jiwoo grinned and Seohyun looked in her direction to find San coming their way.

"Pretty one? Seriously?" Seohyun shook her head.

"I mean, they're all pretty, but I like this kid more-"

"Hey," San gave her a smile as he meowed to the cat, who gladly jumped in San's arm when he put them forward.

"This little-" Seohyun stopped, and San laughed. "She never comes when I ask!"

"She likes me more, it seems," San rubbed her forehead and she purred, and they walked in comfortable silence to school the rest of the way.

They almost reached the gates of the school but something Seohyun saw from the corner of her eye made her stop in her tracks.

It was a ghost, yet it was something else. It wasn't someone who had died recently for sure. The man, the ghost if you could call it that, was bitter.

"You okay?" San asked, looking in the direction Seohyun was looking in. To him, it seemed she was looking at a wall.

"Yeah, I-I'm okay. Why don't you go ahead? I'll be right back. I should take her too," Seohyun picked the cat from San's hand, "We don't want her roaming around the school and getting scared, do we now?"

San raised a suspicious brow at her, but nodded as he reluctantly went in.

The man tried approaching Seohyun first, but she motioned him to follow her and went to the backside of the school, where surely there would be very few people walking by at this time.

"State your business," Seohyun said, and the man actually looked taken aback, if his eyes could display some emotion.

Truth be told, Seohyun was always scared dealing with men ghosts and older ghosts in general. Since ghosts could touch her, they were as much of a threat to her as humans. And these old ghosts, the ones with skin that looked grey, almost as if the ghost had started decomposing too, were usually not in their right mind.

"I have waited decades to find the mediator," the man's eyes gleamed rather wickedly.

"Mediator?" Seohyun asked. A rather fancy term for someone who could see the dead. "And why did you have to wait decades?"

"Let's say the mediator supposed to sort my death out met with rather... unfortunate circumstances," the man cleared his throat but his voice was still hoarse as he said, "You have to come with me."

"Well, if you waited decades, can you wait a few more hours? I have school, and please do NOT disturb me during my class," Seohyun made sure her tone was polite as she said this, but the man grunted. Before he could try anything, she muttered an awkward bye and walked swiftly to the gates, letting the cat go. She didn't realize she'd been holding the cat for comfort.

San, who had just witnessed Seohyun talking to thin air from the other side of the road, sighed loudly as he walked slowly to the gates.

San hadn't meant to follow her, but he turned around after a few steps of walking to the building, hoping to offer to come along with her, but when he saw her stop in the middle of the road and look as if she was actually talking to someone, he paused. He knew he shouldn't, but he watched her. And he did not know what to make of it.

Was Seohyun crazy? Didn't look like it. If she was, she did a damn good job at hiding it. When San finally reached class, he saw Seohyun chatting with Jongho. Perfectly normal. Or was she?

San said nothing as he sat in his spot, but he felt her tap his shoulder. He turned around and she asked, "I thought you went to class, where were you roaming around?"

San stared at her light brown orbs, coming out of the trance when she blinked. "I just wanted to walk around a bit."

He saw her frown but then she nodded and went back to chatting with Jongho. San turned back in his seat, and throughout the classes, he kept wondering if that was the reason why she covered her face or eyes.

When school ended, Seohyun said she had to go somewhere and said bye. San made an excuse too and started to follow her. He was going to see for himself, what she was gonna do.

San knew it was impolite to do this. And he knew if she found out, she'd really be angry with him, maybe never talk to him again. This was supposed to be her secret for sure. She would probably never tell any one of them. He wasn't even sure what it was.

Seohyun led him to an abandoned warehouse, and he heard her say, "Why bring me here?"

She paused for a few second, looking around as if for help, and San ducked quickly behind the boxes before she could see her. He couldn't hear her now, but he did get bits about how it was creepy of 'him' to bring her to this place without warning her, and he didn't miss how she kept looking behind her, as if she was waiting for someone to appear or just didn't want to keep doing this.

Who was this 'him'? Her imaginary friend? A ghost? San shook his head, and got on his feet when he noticed her go inside the warehouse.

San crept up behind them, and couldn't believe what he saw.

The locked door somehow unlocked, somehow the chains fell and the door magically opened wide in front of her, without Seohyun having even moved a finger.

What was happening?

Seohyun was asked to come in the warehouse and she couldn't ignore the roaring of her gut that told her something was going to go really, really wrong. She had such a strong feeling some years ago too, and she had barely gotten away from her life then.

All her nerves screamed at her to run, anywhere, just not go in. Where was Jiwoo when she needed her? Seohyun was kind of furious how she was never there for her.

Seohyun watched the old man walk in, looking around, and before she entered, she turned her head once hoping she would see Jiwoo-

Instead, she felt her heart sink as she saw none other than San, attempting to hide as their eyes met.

"Come in now, don't keep me waiting," the man grumbled, and Seohyun shouted an okay to him before she looked at San, hoping to warn him with her eyes as she put a finger to her mouth, telling him not to make a sound and motioning him to stay where he was.

Seohyun went inside, her heart slamming against her chest. This wasn't supposed to happen. San must think she's crazy or worse. Her mind made a mental list of how many ways this could go wrong.

"I used to think mediators ran in the family. But the one who was supposed to help me, he did not have any offspring. I spent so many years in ignorance, not knowing that it was completely random. Just like god picking up a needle in the haystack."

"Cut to the chase. What do you want with me and why bring me here?"

"I have forgotten why I died. And I want to move on. But I can't because I don't remember why I am still here. Someone told me there were various other ways to move on... Let's say I had to try."

As soon as Seohyun saw the growing smirk on the man, she knew it was time to run the hell away. But several bottles came flying at her, and she barely dodged them as they crashed on the wall next to her.

"You don't have to do this! It's wrong! I help dead people move on, there must be a way other than stupid violence-"

But the man waved another hand and now the boxes came flying at her. She was grabbed by the arm and pulled against someone, and she sighed in both relief and horror as she saw it was San.

"Are you stupid! You'll get hurt!" She yelled at him. He just took her hand and ran towards the shelves, hoping to hide from whatever it was that sent flying objects in the air. He almost dragged her until he was sure he was quite away from whatever it was.

"What the hell is happening?" San asked through his teeth.

"Why did you even follow me? Are you stupid?"

"Who is it?" San's grip on her wrist tightened as his eyes searched around.

"It's a ghost, San. Do you believe me?" Seohyun asked, waiting for a snide remark.

"From what I've seen? Sure," San muttered, and Seohyun wasn't sure if he was being sarcastic.

"He's near. Let's move," Seohyun said, and this time, she grabbed San's hand as she led him through the various shelves that lined the warehouse, glad they weren't empty.

A blast shocked them, making them jump in the air as they realized the shelves were collapsing one by one.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Seohyun ran, San matching her pace and she ran her eyes around, finally finding a place to hide. It was a narrow passage between huge containers. Seohyun looked at her options. The man was blocking the entrance so now they could just hide and pray for help or... die. If that's the worst that was to come.

Seohyun dragged San with her to the narrow passage, both of them barely fitting in the small dark place. Now they were side to side but San's body was still half out, so Seohyun pulled him closer, until he was almost in front of him. Since the passage was so narrow and short, there wasn't much gap between them.

San was a bundle of nerves and all, his heart beating wildly. "What's going on-"

"Shh," Seohyun whispered, putting a hand on his mouth to shut him up, "I'll explain everything later, I promise."

San nodded, taking off her hand from his mouth but not leaving it. Seohyun was too busy concentrating on where the man was to notice it. He saw her wince, and she looked at San with apologetic eyes.

"If something happens to us, I'm sorry, San. I'll do my best to save you. The man-the ghost is after me. I don't know why," Seohyun sighed, and San squeezed her hand assuringly.

"I'm with you. Nothing will happen," he whispered, thinking he must sound stupid to say that. But it must have given her some sort of assurance. She put her head on San's chest, sighing again.

The two of them heard the sounds of things getting destroyed alright, Seohyun hearing the man as well, and Seohyun almost cried in relief as she heard Jiwoo whisper her name.

"I can teleport you, but what about him-"

"Either we both go, or we both stay," Seohyun said firmly. She wasn't going to leave him alone.

"Go where?" San asked. Seohyun told him her friend was here and she could help.

Jiwoo looked at Seohyun and a slow grin appeared on her face. "There is something I could try..."

"What?" Seohyun narrowed her eyes at Jiwoo.

"What if I teleport you, but you're still holding San? Would he come with us?"

"I don't know, unnie..." Seohyun trailed, but an idea stuck to her. "It's the same as when I have something with me right? A bag, a cap, something. But that's objects. What about actual humans?"

"Remember when we accidentally teleported our cat once? It was holding on to you and you had forgotten. What if this works?"

Seohyun bit her lip. It was worth a try. "If it doesn't work, promise me we'll come back to San right then."

"But your body can't handle too many teleportations-"

"Promise me," Seohyun insisted, and Jiwoo rolled her eyes as she nodded. "Hurry up, he's closer."

"San, listen to me carefully," Seohyun said. "You know what teleportation is, right?"

San wanted to ask her if now was really the time, but he said yes- from the movies, and she continued, "I'm gonna attempt to teleport you along with me. My friend is gonna do that. You have to trust me."

"No way," San muttered, sighing deeply.

"Yes, you were stupid and brave enough to follow me, so yes, we are teleporting. I've done it before, but I've never teleported someone... normal with me, so this might not work. So if I disappear, and you're here all alone, I promise you, San, that I'll be back within a minute, okay?"

"How am I supposed to make sense of all you're saying?" San's eyes were helpless.

"Just... trust me. I won't leave you alone. I promise. Now, I have to, er, hold you, so she can teleport us. Gotta make sure I take you with me..."

Seohyun heard Jiwoo snicker, and she passed her a death glare. San, tempted to roll his eyes, held her hands.

"I'm afraid I'll have to hold you tighter. You see, when we teleport, we tend to lose what we're not holding tightly..."

"Oh..." San left her hands, and Seohyun muttered 'here goes nothing' as she wrapped her arms around San's waist, surprised that it was so small.

"Hold me tightly, and no matter what, do not let me go, you understand?"

"Yes ma'am," San said as he bent down to place his chin on her shoulder and bring her closer. "This okay?"

"Yes," Seohyun realized she was holding her breath, so she said, "Take a deep breath, San."

San did so, and Jiwoo smirked a little, watching two scared children hug each other. She came forward, holding Seohyun only, and did her magic.

San felt his stomach twist and turn, saw a million colourful stars, almost got nauseous but his only comfort was Seohyun so he held her tighter and shut his eyes. He didn't open them again until he landed on hard ground, his back aching with the impact.

He opened his eyes and saw... nothing.

He wasn't sure if he was blind or not, but he looked down and saw Seohyun half on top of him, attempting to get up, and he realized he had his vision all right.

"Where the hell," Seohyun got up, "are we?"

"I guess your body could only attempt a half trip," Jiwoo said, and San instantly turned at the voice, making eye contact with the red haired girl.

"That's the ghost friend that teleported us?" San asked Seohyun.

"You can see her!?" Seohyun asked, and San looked at Jiwoo.

"I wasn't supposed to see her, was I?" He raised his brow, and Seohyun looked at Jiwoo.

"Hey, kid, nice to officially meet you," Jiwoo said, holding out a hand to him so he could stand up. San tried to take it, but his hand passed through Jiwoo's hand, and he gasped.

"I guess you can only see then," Seohyun bit her lip as she looked around. "Is this where ghosts come when they... move on?"

"That's where I come when I'm not on planet Earth," Jiwoo said, "It's like another plane, you could say, another dimension overlapping ours, except this one is for ghosts."

"What now? Should we try again?" Seohyun asked, coughing a bit.

"You should take a breather first. Your body can't handle it," Jiwoo nodded at her and Seohyun sat down on the ground, putting her head over her knees as she brought them closer, shivering a little. Jiwoo was right, something was happening to her. Like a cold coming to her.

"Is she okay?" San asked Jiwoo, and she shrugged. San ran his fingers through his hair as he looked around, finding no source of light that illuminated the area around them.

So Seohyun wasn't crazy. Somehow, though it made no sense, she could see ghosts, she could touch them. San looked at Jiwoo and opened his mouth to ask something, but then thought against it. Now was not the time.

"I know you have a lot of questions," Jiwoo commented, "Let's try to get out of here first before we have the talk."

"Has she... ever brought someone here?" San asked.

"This is the first time she came here too," Jiwoo said, "Usually when a ghost teleports her, it's quick and efficient. Much like you see in movies or books."

"We should get out of this place quick. I don't want him to come find us here," Seohyun said, getting up.

"Are you sure you're okay? Can you make it back?" Jiwoo asked.

"I have to," Seohyun said.

Jiwoo nodded, and Seohyun looked at San for permission. San came forward and they both held each other tight as Jiwoo attempted to teleport them again.

This time, they landed on soft grass, but the impact with which they did sent them rolling a bit. San's breath was knocked out of him and he coughed loudly, gasping for breath. As soon as he recovered, he looked for Seohyun-

Seohyun was bent rather awkwardly, and it looked like she wasn't moving. San and Jiwoo both rushed to her, straightening her body. Jiwoo checked if she was breathing.

"She is breathing. She must have collapsed from being tired, don't worry, it's happened before too," Jiwoo assured him.

San sighed, looking up at the sky, wondering what he had gotten himself into. He looked around, finding the place familiar.

"Is this... the park near our school?" San asked Jiwoo.

"Yes, I tried to teleport us as close to Seohyun's home as possible, but looks like we could only make it till here."

"What if someone had seen us appear out of thin air?"

Jiwoo laughed. "They'd probably run for their lives. You'd be aliens."

San smiled a little at that. That's exactly what he would have thought if he had seen Seohyun.

"So are you... Seohyun's friend?" San finally asked.

"You could say that. I'm older than her so she always calls me unnie, but I keep telling her to call me Jiwoo."

"Then I'll call you noona," San smiled, making Jiwoo grin.

"She helps ghosts move on. When someone dies and they have unfinished business that they just can't leave behind, they sometimes choose to become ghosts until they get done with that. Seohyun helps them do that."

"That must be hard..." San wondered if it was always as bad as this time.

"It is, but what happened today is not a common occurrence. The man she saw today, he's been dead for a good while and has forgotten his purpose here. I once heard the other ghosts talk about him too. Ghosts like that, you have to avoid them. They're bitter, and usually mean Seohyun harm."

"So now... I can see you, does that mean I'll be able to see other ghosts too?"

"You'll find out soon," Jiwoo said.

Seohyun woke up with a gasp, her eyes wide. Jiwoo helped her sit up, and Seohyun muttered 'water'. San quickly opened Seohyun's bag and fished out her bottle, which she drank hungrily from, some water spilling down her chin as well.

"Slow down, kid," Jiwoo patted her back. Seohyun emptied the whole bottle, wiping her chin, then felt something run down her nose.

"Nosebleed. Do you have tissues?" Jiwoo asked and Seohyun shrugged, looking upwards and holding her nose. Jiwoo searched through her bag but San took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Seohyun.

"Does this usually happen?" San asked.

"No... it's the first time," Jiwoo admitted. Seohyun nodded too. "When we accidentally teleported the cat with her, she became dehydrated, but that was it."

Seohyun wiped her nose, looking at Jiwoo and she gave her a thumbs up.

"I shouldn't have followed you..." San shook his head, "It's because of me that-"

"You shouldn't have, but I'm kind of glad you did. Jiwoo is unreliable as a ghost friend and who knows what would have happened to me if you were not there? I could have died," Seohyun said nonchalantly.

"HEY!" Jiwoo smacked her arm but Seohyun ignored her.

"But look at you-" San was cut by Seohyun putting her hand up and saying, "I need food, and I mean NOW."

A few minutes later, they were watching Seohyun hungrily gulp down noodles and fried chicken. San had stopped eating midway just to watch her eat with a speed he hadn't ever seen before.

"Are you sure you're even chewing?" He asked, and Seohyun glared at him.

"The food is not going anywhere, Seohyun, slow down," Jiwoo laughed, "seeing you eat like this is making me wish I could eat too."

"Okay, mom," Seohyun said, finally slowing down. They ate the rest of the food silently, then Seohyun decided she'd like some coffee. They decided to walk her home as she sipped on her coffee and answered San's questions.

"Have you ever told anyone?" San asked first.

"Never. My mom only knows because she's, well, my mom and it's weird when a little kid sees stuff nobody else does."

"And what has she done about this?" San wasn't sure if he should have asked this.

Seohyun sighed, "She tried to 'help' me, but then she decided avoiding me was the best way. So now she's married to her work."

"And your dad?"

"He's never been here in the first place."

"Oh..." San faltered, but saw Seohyun shrug. "You can ask me anything, San. You deserve an explanation. Don't hesitate."

"Why can you see ghosts?"

"I don't know that either," Seohyun smiled as she looked at the sky. "Born this way?"

"Would you have ever told us?" San asked. Seohyun stopped walking at that, and faced him.

"To be honest, I've never made friends, San, because of this reason. That someone would find out. They'd never believe me, they'd think I'm crazy. So I don't know if I would have told you guys, ever," Seohyun paused, "But you found out, and you witnessed everything. What do you think?"

San scratched his neck. "I think you're right. I don't think any of us would have believed you. We'd have dismissed it as a joke. But now that I did see everything... It's different now. I hope you understand that."

"You sure you don't want to, I don't know, ever talk to me and all?"

San smiled. "You think I'd abandon my friend just like that?"

Seohyun couldn't help but stare at San, his sharp eyes that grew warmer every time he smiled, how they slightly curved.

"I want you to know that if it was anyone of us, and they had seen what I had seen, they would have never abandoned you. We don't take our friendships lightly."

"That's... good to hear," Seohyun finally smiled. "Do you think they'd believe us if we tell them?"

"They'd need some convincing, but yes, they would. Do you want to tell them?"

"Not yet," Seohyun said, "When the time is right."

San nodded, and squeezed her hand. "If you're ever in danger, you tell me, okay? If you need anyone, or anything, you tell me, got it? You don't have to face this alone anymore."

Seohyun almost cried right there, but she held it back, squeezing his hand back and nodding. They walked a few minutes until she finally reached home.

"Thank you, San. For everything." Seohyun smiled at him, and this time it was a true smile. San was actually taken aback. It felt like she had truly smiled for the first time, unfiltered.

"Anytime," San managed to say, and watched her go in. He took a deep breath, trying to shake off the image of Seohyun smiling, but found himself smiling too.

Meanwhile, Seohyun collapsed as soon as she entered, and she allowed herself to cry, both happy and sad tears, happy that someone finally understood her, and sad that it hadn't happen earlier. Jiwoo sat down with her, silently rubbing her back.

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Seohyun almost slept in the next day, only woken up for school when Jiwoo threw her off the bed for 'sleeping like a sloth'. She couldn't exactly blame her. Seohyun had been so tired that after crying her heart out, she'd only had the energy to change before she collapsed on her bed and slept without moving an inch.

"My whole body hurts like I did some major workout," Seohyun mumbled as she tried running towards school, but gave up. She'd just walk.

"I don't recall you having such after effects after a teleportation," Jiwoo wondered.

"When it's just me, I'm only drained a bit. Like running. But even when I took the cat accidentally, my head hurt a lot. This time it was a whole human."

"Maybe because they aren't meant to be there," Jiwoo shrugged, meowing at the cat who appeared out of nowhere as usual. "Sometimes I think you might have transferred this teleportation thing to your cat too."

"Except 'I' can't teleport. You ghosts can," Seohyun corrected. She'd be lying if she said she hadn't tried teleporting herself home from school. How cool would that have been?

Jiwoo picked the cat and quickly passed it to Seohyun so no one would witness a flying cat. Seohyun draped her over her shoulder so Jiwoo could play with her. As they were walking, they saw San standing in a corner. He waved, then joined them.

"Hi noona," he said, and Jiwoo tried poking San but her hand went through him.

"I guess you can still only see," Jiwoo shook her head, continuing to pet the cat.

"You can touch the cat? And she sees you?" San asked, curiously watching them.

"Ever since we accidentally teleported her, I can touch her. But I'm pretty sure she could see me before too. All cats can, I think."

"Interesting..."

"Were you... waiting for us or something?" Seohyun finally asked.

"I was. I couldn't sleep last night, truth be told. I kept thinking about what happened. In fact, I'm surprised I didn't freak out..."

"I'm more surprised about that," Seohyun admitted.

"Meanwhile Seohyun here slept as soon as she reached home and I had to wake her up for school too," Jiwoo flipped her hair dramatically. Seohyun scoffed at that.

"You must be very tired... Are you okay?" San asked.

Seohyun nodded, and before she could say something they heard someone calling their names. It was Wooyoung and Yeosang. They joined them, Wooyoung putting his arm over San's shoulder as he said, "You're early today. You usually come in last minute."

"I woke up early today," San said casually, his eyes darting towards Seohyun unconsciously. Yeosang noticed that, trying to stop the smile creeping on his mouth as he looked between Seohyun and San. Seohyun gave him a warning glare, one she made sure was strong enough.

As they waited for class to start, Seohyun was resting her head on the desk. She couldn't quite believe the fact that someone now knew who she was, and was not disgusted or freaked out by her. She couldn't stop wondering what the future would be like, what if this group of boys would really get her to warm up to them, and how they would react if they found out.

San turned around in his seat, a frown growing on his face as he noticed how tired she looked. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Just very, very tired," Seohyun sighed, lifting her head.

"What if the ghost-man comes here?" San asked.

"Oh. I'd totally forgotten about him..." Seohyun bit her lip, "Well, he knows better not to make a scene in front of people, so chances are he won't."

"Chances? That ghost was dangerous!" San hissed, "What if he does come here?"

"Jiwoo must be out on watch. She'd warn me." Seohyun said, and San looked a little relieved at that. "It's not like the ghost can hurt you, so don't worry."

San rolled his eyes. "I'm worried about you, stupid."

"Oh," Seohyun paused. "You don't have to. I'll be fine."

San tsk-ed at her, turning back in his seat. Seohyun stared at the back of his head. Yunho dragged his seat towards Seohyun as he said, "You both are getting along rather well."

"Well," Seohyun slumped back in her seat, "he keeps talking."

Yunho laughed at that, "He's been thinking of names for your cat too."

"I won't approve if I don't like it. He knows that, right?"

"I'll give a good name, don't worry," San turned back in his seat, having overheard the conversation.

"I don't have much expectations from you, to be honest," Seohyun said casually, tucking her hair behind her ear, "I think Jongho there could give a much better name. He looks like he actually uses his brain."

Yunho and San looked at each other and giggled at that. Her observation was true. Jongho was infamously known as the 'only braincell' of the group. Yunho told her that, which actually made her smile.

"See? I know how to spot the smart ones."

"Who do you think is the most dumb one out of us?" San asked, attempting to make puppy eyes so she won't pick him. Seohyun looked at each one of them slowly, then said, "I haven't talked to you all much, but Wooyoung looks like he doesn't really like to use his brain."

The pair of them laughed so loud at that, catching the rest of the boys' attention as Seohyun tried to shut them up. But they were in tears, slapping their thighs as they laughed.

"Can the both of you stop? San you're second dumbest, just so you know."

That just made them laugh harder. The boys slowly came to them, muttering how they wanted to know what was 'so funny that they were howling'.

"She thinks the smartest one of us is Jongho, and the dumbest is Wooyoung," Yunho finally explained.

Wooyoung was laughing at first until he realized and yelled "HEY!" Jongho giggled, looking satisfied.

"Your brain processing is just a bit slow, that's all. No offence," Seohyun muttered.

"I mean, she's not wrong..." Hongjoong made an impressed face.

"Where do I stand?" Mingi asked, "I'm the second smartest right?"

"From below, yes," Seohyun said, making them all laugh. They all insisted that she rank them, and then they'd tell her if she was right about this.

"I don't actually think you're dumb, okay? This is just a joke, don't take it seriously-"

"I know, we all know," Wooyoung assured her, smiling warmly, "carry on."

"...Okay," Seohyun hesitated a bit then started, "Hongjoong is smartest obviously but Jongho is quite smart too? He seems more mature. Then Yeosang or Seonghwa, San somewhere in the middle depending on how awake he is, not sure about Yunho, but Mingi and Wooyoung... well they're pretty close. Because they don't like using their brains..."

"Most of it is accurate," Hongjoong agreed, "Yunho is more lucky than smart."

"Ah.. must be nice to be god's favourite," Seohyun scoffed. "But hey, I like Mingi and Wooyoung. They make you all laugh. That's more important."

Mingi and Wooyoung clapped at that, finally approving.

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It was finally after school, when San insisted on accompanying her to her home so she would get there 'safe', that they encountered the old ghost right outside her house.

"Get behind me" San protectively pushed Seohyun behind her.

"I appreciate the gesture, San, but this won't work. Use your brain."

"Oh... Right," San scratched his head and Jiwoo, who had also been with them the entire time, stepped forward.

"We can talk this out like civil human beings and ghosts. Then you can decide if you really want to kill Seohyun."

"NOONA!" San shouted in disbelief but she dismissed him with a wave of her hand.

"Very touching, all this, but I agree, we can have a normal conversation," the old man said.

"How long have you been a ghost exactly?"

"So long that I have forgotten my purpose, girl," the ghost snickered. "I heard from some older ghosts that killing the mediator by our own hands would make us move on."

Seohyun saw San and Jiwoo both tense. "And you thought you'd check?"

The old man nodded. "The mediator before you... Some other ghost killed him. It was some sort of revenge. He was supposed to help me."

"I could help some other way, because killing me doesn't really sound like a solution to me... Like, think about it. It doesn't make sense."

"Are you sure you aren't saying that because you don't want to die yet?" The old man smirked.

"Oh please," Seohyun faked swagger, "If I had an option, I'd kill me too." San shook his head at her.

"Very well. I'll hear you out."

Seohyun explained that she knew an old shaman who helped ghosts with no purpose to move on. It took some convincing and death threats to Seohyun, but she finally made him realize that it might be his one and only option now, and that he should just 'stop being a pain and move the hell on'.

"If it turns out to be a scam, I promise I'll come for you, whether it helps me move on or not."

"Please do," Seohyun replied nonchalantly. The ghost signaled to Jiwoo and they disappeared.

San turned to see that Seohyun was now leaning against the wall, wiping sweat from her forehead as she sighed in relief. "Nice acting."

Seohyun looked at him once before drinking from her water bottle. She had noticed the disapproval in his voice. She stared at him when she was done, and he stared back for a good few seconds before he finally sighed loudly.

"How can you be so... stupid at times like these?"

"How was that stupid? I talked to him and poured sense into him. And it worked. I don't see the problem."

"Does your life mean nothing to you?" San asked.

"San, chill, it was just acting-"

"Those ghosts can touch you!" San was louder this time, making Seohyun flinch a little, "They can hurt you like any other human, hell, they can hurt you in worse ways than that! How can you be so relaxed when gambling with your life?!"

Seohyun watched as San ran a hand through his hair frustratingly, clearly holding himself back. His whole body was tense, his jaw was set and he was not having any of it.

"Are you done?" Seohyun asked, making sure it came out soft. San shook his head.

"I've been seeing ghosts my entire life. My mom took me to all sorts of people for help. You think I don't know how dangerous it is? I learned from the worst. And I'm old enough and experienced enough to know how to handle rogue ghosts like these. Trust me on that."

"I know you are, Seohyun," San admitted, "I just hate it when you talk about your life like it means nothing. Like you'd have no problem if something happened."

"Let's just say I haven't had something I'd like to live for yet," Seohyun said.

San locked eyes with her. "I'll make it change now."

"What?"

"There's so much to life. I know you haven't had the best life, but you have people you can rely on now. And I'll make sure you'll have something to live for."

"What do you live for?" Seohyun asked, curious.

San smiled. "My parents, my grandparents, my friends. And myself."

"Doesn't it... get too much? Living for all of them... must be hard. And boring."

"What's hard and boring is when I had nothing to live for," San said, "When life became repetitive, and I didn't really love anyone, including myself. But now... I have something to look forward to. And no matter if it gets hard, I'll have people to lean on. So ask yourself this, Seohyun. Is it hard living like me or is it hard living like you?"

San knew his words had crossed her, so he locked eyes with her for a second longer before he waved and left for home, leaving Seohyun wondering if she really had wasted all her life repelling people, and if it really had been a wise decision.

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Have this stuck in my head for,,, some fuckin reason idk it's a fun song BUT it's giving me ✨ideas✨

I'm not comfy writing student/teacher relationships bc I find them gross and have a tiny bit of associated trauma with that one so I won't be writing a student/teacher!Sam pairing (sorry if y'all were looking forward to that) but it'll be teacher/teacher instead bc teacher!Sam deserves a fic. Tbh so does priest!Sam but I feel like that would offend a couple of my friends bc I think priests are supposed to be forever single right? Like nuns? And I know nothing about priests and don't feel like doing the research.

I don't think I'll do an au where Sam and Dean are both teachers bc I cannot fathom Dean teaching (unless he's gonna be like a PE teacher or firearms instructor or teach a self defense class bc I could see that happening) but I do find the idea of like

Dean still being a hunter and doing hunter things and having that be a part of both of their lives and Sam being like a mythology/folklore/maybe anthropology or archeology (since that has a component to it that can be used for hunting) professor and Dean showing up every now and then bc Sam is still his research guy even if they're not hunting together

Bc it's not a supernatural fic if it doesn't involve both of the brothers at some point. Like even just a single line of dialogue. But these dumbasses are inseparable and I refuse to write one without the other

ANYWAY my entire plot idea (if you can even call it that) is just Sam being a mythology or anthropology/archeology teacher and Chelsea (my spn oc bc I am incapable of writing an x reader, sorry guys) being a folklore teacher and that's how they meet and get to be friends and maybe kinda flirt a little but both of them are convinced that it won't go anywhere

And then Dean shows up to do research (or,,, make Sam do research anyway) for a hunt and IMMEDIATELY calls Sam out for his little crush and encourages him to go for it, make a move, ask her out, flirt a little harder, blah blah blah

Sam's reluctant to do anything bc "dating a coworker can get really messy, Dean, and just because she teaches this stuff doesn't mean she actually believes it's real, and sometimes people are just flirty without having it mean anything, and I don't wanna read the room wrong and make it all weird, and and and and" bc we love our autistic anxious wife Sam

Cue Dean being Dean, doing his best to get these idiots to date before he has to leave for another hunt

And Dean has? No subtlety. Like there is no question from either Sam nor Chelsea about what he's doing. The problem is that they're both too awkward to ask each other why Dean's doing it bc Sam doesn't wanna admit he has feelings and make it weird if they're not returned, and Chelsea doesn't wanna ask if he has feelings and make it weird if he doesn't

And there's something so funny about Dean just wandering around campus doing Dean things, flirting with all the students and maybe accidentally joining a club somehow and hanging out in the teacher's lounge and they just kind of assume he's a really weird substitute teacher

I can also VIVIDLY see him borrowing Sam between classes for something and dropping him back off at campus, pulling into the little loading zone to let Sam out before he goes back to whatever he had been doing, and "Hot for Teacher" just so happens to be on the radio when Chelsea walks by; she and Sam make eye contact and as soon as they wave or say hi, Dean turns the volume on the radio up to FULL BLAST so the entire fucking campus just hears the chorus

They'd both be incredibly embarrassed, especially when they realize some of their other colleagues are watching the whole thing play out, but Sam in particular is just beet red and doesn't know what to do

This probably comes after like a full week of Dean being Very Not Subtle™️ and doing dumb shit and by this point the entire faculty has been gossiping about it so Chelsea just walks over to the car, leans in, and shuts the radio off and looks Dean straight in the eye and says "for as much as I love Van Halen, you are so incredibly not my type. Thank you for bringing Sam back, but students are testing right now and you're being very noisy. Besides, you're not supposed to park in a loading zone." Like just loud enough that her colleagues can hear her and hopefully assume all the dumb shit Dean's been up to has been him flirting instead of flirting on behalf of Sam (I feel like that was poorly worded but basically the gist is that she's trying to save Sam from the embarrassment of the entire school thinking he's trying to get with her and blame Dean instead) and walks off to go be flustered not in front of Sam "You like Van Halen?" "More of a Zeppelin fan, but yeah. Just not at that volume during finals week."

Dean watches her leave and ofc checks her out bc he's Dean and he's very Saint Motel's "My Type" coded in that if "you've got a pulse and you are breathing" you're his type ok? Go listen to the song and tell me I'm wrong. I dare you.

Anyways he'd definitely recognize that she's trying to help Sam and that, combined with everything else he's learned about her over the week or so he's been there, makes him look Sam in the eye and just

"Sam?"

"Yeah, Dean?"

"If you don't marry her, I will."

Hot for Teacher by Van Halen came on when I went to go back to studying and I get the distinct impression that somewhere on the interwebs is a teacher!Sam Winchester fic inspired by the song bc it just fits

If it's not already out there then you're welcome for the idea

If you make a pg13 version I'll give it a read and share 🫡

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🎈 ✨ for the meme!

🎈 - what’s a fic that you daydream about writing but haven’t?

ok anon, i have a lot actually so i'm gonna give you a top 5 list:

biggest one is a rewrite of the first fanfic i ever wrote, which was a HUGE 150k novelization of ocarina of time. actually, it was more of a bastardization (we called these adapts/adaptations on FFN at the time, to distinguish them from novelizations which stuck extremely closely to the source material). i had OCs, i killed off canon characters, i brought people back that should have stayed dead, it was a 14yo girl's first fic and a Whole mess...but it was the fic that got me into fic writing and i'll always love it. many years ago i tried to start a rewrite with my current adult-writer skills, but every time i've tried to get into doing that something has come up that meant it got put on hold. maybe one day...

i've had about 5 gazillion dragon age fic ideas but for some reason i only ever wound up posting little kmeme fills that have now been lost to the sands of time. so no PARTICULAR idea for this one, but one day i would be really happy to write and publish a proper dragon age fic, even if i would get crucified for whatever i write bc the dragon age fandom is just like that. idk, i just feel like it's one of the things i was MOST obsessed with that never wrung a proper fic out of me, so it leaves me with a weird unfinished feeling when i think about it that i'd really like to rectify someday.

(vague killjoys s5 spoilers for this one) ok so johnny from killjoys probably isn't actually aro but what if he really was aro. his whole thing in season 5 with the brainwashing and dutch made me NUTS. like does he love her or does he love her, you know? and i feel like if you're aro and you're literally incapable of that particular kind of love then being brainwashed into feeling that kind of love, along with blurring a really weird line to the person you're closest to, would be an extra level of mindfuckery on top of all of the rest of it. idk, i always really liked dutch and johnny's relationship bc it feels like one of the only examples of qpps i've ever seen outside a fanfic, so i'd really really like to just...write fanfic about it. lol

this is a weird one but i think it would be so fun to novelize dishonored. partially because the way they did daud drives me nuts and i feel like i could fix it and partially because i really like corvo. i wrote a little dishonored ficlet once and really enjoyed it, and realized that it'd probably fun to do like 80k in that pov. unfortunately the two big problems are 1. corvo spends a lot of time alone, so it's a lot of really big dialogue-less sections and 2. most of the supporting cast members are not nearly as fun/memorable as emily corvo and jessamine, so i feel like i'd struggle to make their parts interesting at all, let alone exciting. so it'll likely never happen. but i do daydream! tbh, i'd like to do more game novelizations/"""adaptations""" in general...that's sort of what i was "raised on" fanfic-wise and they were really popular when i first got an internet connection, and i started a lot of them when i was younger, so it'd be really cool to just...go back to doing that!

i had such HUGE problems with alec shadowhunters's characterization and his and magnus's relationship at the end of s2 especially re: one of them being immortal, so before s3 aired and made me hate the entire thing i really had dead ass drafted this ENTIRE fixit where alec gets cursed to age very rapidly, exploiting all his worries about a mortal lifespan beside magnus's immortal one and all his fears of looking old next a lover that will be young forever, and in order to break the curse he has to do some soul-searching about the fact that he was selfish at a few key points in season 2. which isn't a bad thing for character development lol but then they like. never address it! made me nuts! it would have alec-centric which is weird because my favorite characters are actually raphael and magnus, but there you go. highly doubt i'll ever give this one a go since i'm Over shadowhunters but it occupied a significant portion of my waking hours for a long time so i'll always be very sad it never happened.

✨ - what is your newest shiny fic idea?

probably triptych #3, actually (the one that goes in a set after to an angel, love and worship are the same thing & broken road). it's an older idea because i had it last year, but it's the first thing i'm gonna work on after envesseled is all squared away. i haven't forgotten about it! i know a lot of new people followed me for deancas content and were probably really excited about it, but envesseled has been waiting since 2012 and we've been writing it since 2013 so that has to come first. i wrote a little about it here (huge major giant spoiler warning for broken road, i highly rec reading that first lol) but one thing i haven't said about it yet is that even though michael isn't in it at all, the fic will talk about him a lot. i wish i could say more, because i know anyone who was waiting on it has had to be VERY patient, but i don't wanna give it all away before it's even started :(

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I posted 18 times in 2022

That's 18 more posts than 2021!

10 posts created (56%)

8 posts reblogged (44%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 15 of my posts in 2022

Only 17% of my posts had no tags

#nonbinary artist - 11 posts

#artists on tumblr - 10 posts

#y0urb0yfriend - 8 posts

#no minors - 8 posts

#minors dni - 8 posts

#digital art - 6 posts

#digital artist - 6 posts

#oc art - 5 posts

#mc - 5 posts

#macey kane - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 27 characters

#your boyfriend (game/day 3)

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

This is Haeres, a demon lord of the shadows, having an affair with his servant Cresil (the one doing most of the seducing, Haeres usually is far too embarrassed to ever try seducing Cresil.)

Haeres is married to a lesbian demon lady named Hiroko, who only has eyes for her rather flirtatious servant Melros. The two agreed early on into their arranged marriage that this arrangement was for the best, having already asked their love interests first.

Context out of the way, here’s my demon lad rocking a new design, hopefully I can get into drawing them all more and sharing the art with you all.

Now I know you might be wondering, why is this marked as mature?

That’s because the story is, 80% smut and 20% plot so, yeah these Ocs are used for only the horniest of reasons and as such can only be shared on a mature blog.

8 notes - Posted January 22, 2022

#4

Welcome to part 2 of my YB Art collection. Yes I’m posting this right after part 1, I have a lot of shit to post here and it’s my blog I do what I want.

Anyways here’s a redraw of a scene from the Your Boyfriend game.

Here’s some outfits I made for my interpretation of Y/N

See the full post

10 notes - Posted January 3, 2022

#3

Late but MC and YB enjoying a sweet Valentine’s Day milkshake date together.

I started this like, weeks ago and just forgot to finish it so, my bad.

17 notes - Posted February 17, 2022

#2

Highschool YB and MC.

Started as a doodle but then I got carried away.

22 notes - Posted March 27, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Here’s the man himself, the redesign I said I’d share.

He’s called Wybie, because Coraline was MC’s favorite movie in highschool.

He looks kinda like a scene kid I’m not sure how that happened but it’s fine because alt people are muah, chefs kiss, Easily the best fashion style, fight me.

So what’s the difference between this Peter and in game Peter?

Quite a few things. For example, Wybie actually respects aromantic and asexual people. Don’t get me wrong he’s still a weirdo he just, you know, doesn’t invalidate your sexual or romantic orientation. Same with lesbians, even official blog Peter was weird about lesbians. Wybie is not. Your a lesbian, he respects that, but he’s your best friend and you can’t have a partner with him in your life, obviously. That being said he’s still very much a “I’m the only person in your life, regardless of if we’re friends or lovers” kinda yandere, though he can be, helped to be less obsessive of that but it’s a long road.

He also would rather die than use any violence on you, at all. None. Your his beloved, after all, only scum hurts their partners.

He’s mindful of your consent, as well. You don’t consent to something he’s not gonna do it. Well, aside from obviously the stalking, maybe taking a few things you no longer want or need but, sexual wise, nothing is done without permission.

If you don’t like any of this that’s fine, I’m not shaming anyone for still liking Peter. I just personally don’t like the way the game is going and so spite fueled me to make a version for myself and anyone else who feels betrayed by the game. Others have done this better, like @y0ur-beta-b0yfriend who is phenomenal honestly. I just wanted to try my hand out making a yb design is all.

24 notes - Posted April 7, 2022

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