#drawing in full color? now thats rare

[voltdracoatl]

Discussing Tactics

[skunkes]

old drawings i found and enjoyed while looking for something else

[blizzardstarx]

My insane Wings of Fire AU Species Masterlist, of an AU that I made in a rp four years ago! (with very bad traditional drawings i did that long ago) @castiels-destiny

The roleplay information is here, plus fun facts! I recommend reading this.

Starting off with the Continent: Pontalo! I kinda just… replaced two As in Pantala with Os (listen… it was four years ago)

I just made a terrible ass map just now but it looks like a dragon curled up, the head is facing downwards towards Pyrrhia and Pantala

There are 7 main tribes that live there, the FireWings (orange), SunWings(bright yellow), MoonWings (purple), LightWings (sandy yellow thats getting overtaken by red), LightningWings (cyan), HydroWings (dark blue), BloodWings (red), who wiped out the ShapeWings and stole their land. Also, they all eat meat, or in the case of BloodWings, blood.

Also, they can all breathe fire except for HydroWings, ShapeWings (venom), and LightWings, I kinda forgot to mention that before

They can have both Kings and Queens which rule equally, unlike in the original series which has predominantly Queens.

You can make ocs of them! tag (id love to see) and credit me if you do, please! :)

Edit: Headshots of all of them with updated designs! (the ShapeWing isnt accurate)

The head is where the Kingdom of Fire resides, the FireWings live there.

FireWings have fire-proof scales, backs on fire, and intense fire breath. The rare attribute is blue fire. They are aligned to the Fire Tribe and are carnivores. Their colors typically range from red, orange, or yellow (fiery) and have fiery eyes.

Their descendants are the MudWings and SkyWings in the original series.

Updated FireWing Base

The second drawing is their Queen (i forgot her name) with her sick daughter i think

Near the wings of the dragon continent, the top part resides the LightWings. (full information here) They are lightweight dragons with feathered wings instead of leathery, bat wings, like a bird. They also have feathery scales on their backs. They are aligned to the Light Tribe and have light powers, and are seen as mostly healers and good-willed. However, they have been nearly wiped out by the BloodWings, and most of the rest of them have fled the continent. They are omnivores.

They can range from white, light yellow, light blue, yellow, and other pastel colors, which are uncommon, and have yellow or blue eyes. Their feathers on their backs and behind their legs can be all kinds of colors, though.

Updated LightWing Base

The LightningWings (full and updated info here) live in the bottom part of the wing, in the Kingdom of Lightning. They have long nose horns like a lightning rod, and manipulate/summon electricity/lightning. They can charge their power in lightning storms and areas with lots of electricity. They have large backspikes too, and are carnivores.

They are a variety of colors, blue, dark blue, grayish blue, dark/grayish purplish blue, etc. Think storm clouds. Their spikes are white with yellow highlights though. They can have blue or yellow eyes.

Their descendants are also the SkyWings.

I actually have recent drawings of LightningWings and ShapeWings, in 2022 or 2023. This is Switch and Storm! They were mates.

Fun fact Storm died in front of Switch’s eyes LMFAOOO

Updated LightningWing base:

ShapeWings (full information here) used to live in the area the Bloodwings now reside, the part of the body connected to the arm and wing. They are shapeshifters and can change forms on whatever they’ve seen, and can also camouflage and change their scale colors, like their descendants, the RainWings. They come in a variety of colors, eye colors, and spots, and are omnivores. They eat a variety of fruits but can eat meat. They are Light Tribe aligned.

Their queen, Paradox, escaped the Great ShapeWing Genocide and was the last surviving member of their species, and she vows to one day rebuild her kingdom, and hated the BloodWings for what they’ve done. However, a young BloodWing dragon, Vampire Bat or, just Bat, came to her school, and she saw that not all of them were bad.

They have now repopulated in wherever the place Paradox went to (we never named what the land was that the roleplay took place in), and will not return to Pontalo.

They are the common ancestor of the Leaf and RainWings.

Updated ShapeWing design:

SunWings are kinda related to LightWings. They have frills like frilled-neck lizards that can absorb sunlight and charge their power. They live in the Kingdom of Sun. They have a very spiky tail, like a sun. They are Light/Fire Tribe aligned. They vary from golden yellow, yellow, orange, etc. They are carnivores.

SandWings are descendants of them, also ShapeWings are related as they absorb energy from the sun too, like their descendants, RainWings and LeafWings.

I don’t have any good drawings of them.

MoonWings (full information here, the following is a summary) are the opposite of SunWings, and they have scales that can light up, like SeaWing scales. They are nocturnal, and very much ancestors of NightWings. They also have star-like dots/scales in their wings that make them look like the night sky, like NightWings. They are in the Moon Kingdom and are Shadow Tribe aligned. However, they are not necessarily evil. They range from any dark color, black, greenish/purpleish/blueish black, etc. They can have any eye color and are carnivorous.

Also they get powers when under full moons like the NightWings, one full moon either prophecy or mind-reading, two for both, three for enhanced

SeaWings are sort of descended from them as well, and they’re distantly related to the HydroWings.

Updated MoonWing Base

BloodWings (full information here + SwordWings info) are settler dragons from another land and conquered the ShapeWings and LightWings. They are like vampires, they can turn into bats, they suck blood, have sharp, long fangs, large ears, and burn in the sun. They have a lot of spikes, a spike on their chest area (which i didnt draw, whoops), and shredder spikes on their forelegs. They range from violent dark red shades and have red eyes. They can hear very well, use dark powers, and can also fight hand-to-hand combat, because of their spikes. They are Shadow Tribe aligned.

Updated BloodWing base:

The second drawing is of Bat, drawn in 2021

Subspecies:

SwordWings (one of my favorites <3 they dont live on Pontalo though)

SwordWings were BloodWings that defected and vowed to stop their evil crimes, and eventually evolved into a seperate species. However, they almost got wiped out by the BloodWings when finally discovered, and the two remaining members known are the King’s children, Knight and Dauntless, brother and sister. They have armor and use weapons, but they still have BloodWing qualities. They grew out of using dark magic (some can sometimes use it) and instead rely on swords or their claws/spikes. Their colors are faded dark red, and have evolved out of their red eyes. They are carnivores and they don’t depend on blood anymore. They are Light Tribe aligned.

The two live in the land Paradox is (i dont have a name for it. we never named it anything lol)

The drawings are Knight. Second one drawn in 2023 I think

And lastly my beloved HydroWings!

Here is the full description

They are literally just SeaWings with bigger webbed spines running down from their head to their tail, on their legs, belly, and webbed spines that form like a fish tail, and water powers. HydroWings speak a more ancient version of Aquatic, and also have more bioluminescent scales than regular SeaWings. They have the patterns in their wings royal SeaWings got from them. They live underwater, can go deep underwater, and have gills, but can also live outside of water like SeaWings. However, they can’t stay on land for too long. They eat fish, whales, etc and are Water Tribe aligned.

They range from purple (rare), blue, green, and dark or light (rare) variants of those too. They have green, purple (rare), or blue eyes too.

Any other colors I didnt mention, just think of them as SeaWings, they can have the colors SeaWings have.

Most of them have fled Pontalo or are in hiding because of the threat of the BloodWings, and a lot have been killed.

Their names are usually after shark or dolphin species! Although Paradox’s mate Torrent does not follow this naming pattern, lol.

Updated HydroWing Base

Old drawing (actually one of the old, old drawings I like but I forgot a few things) and 2023 drawings (I was trying out something with the wings in the first one):

King Tiger Shark, the og HydroWing that I first came up with and the current King!

His back story is sort of in the full HydroWing description, but I forgot to include he was the youngest HydroWing King ever at 5.

And Queen Dolphin, daughter of Queen Paradox, and Hydro-ShapeWing hybrid.

She found the hidden HydroWing palace Atlantis and found out she was a HydroWing and not just a weird SeaWing/ShapeWing hybrid.

[kkalimarii]

GOD IS GOOOOOOODD 🤭 GOD IS GOOOD!! BOOM SHACKALACKAAA cause in this situation I devour yiur leech twins art AND THERE PARENTS GOD DAMN

ANYWAYS DO YOU HAVE ANY CUTE OR SMALL DETAILS YOU HAVE EVER DRAWN IN ANY OF YOUR ART PIECES?! Its my fav thing to see or figure out about artists to see if they added any cute or small details or acessories as extra parts! Continue to work and draw hard! I aspire to be as awesomesauce like you!!

AAAAAAAA TYSM LOVE 🥹 u are freaking AWESOMESAUCE the way that you already are right now

i wish i could say that i have a special quirk…but im unfortunately kind of a boring person 😓…

maybe i can interest you with patterns i have while drawing and what i consider when drawing specific characters?

while i draw:

-can i be honest? i have no idea what i’m doing. when i render hair (especially if im faded) its like i blink and then i did all of it. don’t know how i did it, i couldnt give a tutorial if i tried

-i like to add saturated red lines randomly to everything! i know there are rules to this, but when it comes to my art i sort of yolo everything (i really shouldn’t). does it look good or does it look bad when i place it here? thats really the only question i consider, but usually it’s in areas where i notice the coloring is repetitive, and it needs an outline to make it pop.

-twst taught me this first, but i really like adding a light blue to where a dark shadow will be. for example, in hair (for the back of it) i like to add a lighter blue instead of darkening the shadow, imo, it makes it less repetitive and pop out more

-my favorite (well, i hate actually doing them, it takes ages) types of pieces when i finish them, are the ones with multiple poses of a character and then a chibi interaction! like with jade’s halloween outfit, i envisioned floyd helping him get his hair done, waking up at the crack ass of dawn (tired as fuck)

-my artwork is very blue… i just love using blue most of the time. for the saturated color laying overtop an already blue toned black dress? yeah it’s gonna be blue. the back of the hair? light blue. i just feel like it’s the easiest color to use for shading 💀

-i don’t usually draw a white dot to represent light in the eyes. the only reason i specifically talk about this is because i TRY. i always try adding a white dot and no matter what i don’t like it. no clue why

-i rarely post line-art/sketches (in comparison to my fully rendered art), this is because i fix EVERYTHING when i render. the anatomy, the hair, the posing. i can’t see my mistakes until it’s halfway done in full color and almost completed shading 😓

-(random complaint): i’m noticing a problem where the colors seem super saturated in procreate and then it just becomes really dulled down when i post it…idk whats wrong with my eyeballs

character design:

-for leech mom: i really try to balance her sexy, scary side with her cute, bubbly mom side. when i first made her, i never even considered making a leech dad. i just thought, “jade and floyd’s mom would probably be super hot…” and that’s how she was made ^^. pearls are always a must on her, i think in every piece i have of her so far she’s wearing pearls in some way. the idea of her that i always go in with when i draw her is that she’s supposed to come off as someone that would converse very cheerily, have an upbeat attitude, but you there’s something that intimidates you about her… she gives off: will smile kindly while tearing your heart out

-jade and floyd: i like to give jade a darker blue palette than floyd! maybe my eyes decieve me, but i always feel like jade’s hair looks a darker shade of teal… i could be tripping. also, i do try to take into account most times that jade has broader shoulders and floyd is slightly taller! this is just a random tidbit lol, it never affects much really. also, i do make them more muscular whenever i draw them. i know they’re lanky and i love them the way that they are but it’s just a personal preference (along with the fact that they both eat very well and are extremely active? like….) i also prefer drawing their teeth larger

-leech dad: i’m glad i came to the current design of leech dad, but i was freaking looooost when i redesigned him. the first time i made him, i hated it while drawing it. it was more of a, “whatever i drew the mom now i have to draw the dad..”. but now, i can say with 80% confidence i’m happy with the way he is. he was supposed to be more of a navy, but that navy is now mixed with tones of purple, because i can’t move the slider more towards cyan, he’ll just end up looking like leech mom. he had to also be cool toned, his kids have teal hair, so he can’t diverge from that too much right? it’s be weird if he had mostly warm tones in his palette… the things i think about when designing leech dad are: expensive (same with leech mom), old money, hot but slightly psycho looking face, looks like he has a hobby of collecting watches, but surprisingly a guy that’s not extremely moody (cough his wife and son) and well tempered

both him and his wife are giants. i hope that i properly convey that as well 🤣

[morroodle]

the birb strikes again!

I dont really have a full story for this funky lil dude but I do have some information about him!

Hes real short and overall just small because flying. Idk the exact height but im thinking around 4ft

He has naturally silent flight like an owl. Very convenient for being a ninja

His leggies get tired pretty quick from standing and walking but he can perch for hours, often even sleeping like that

Speaking of perching: he loves to perch. He will perch on anything and it's actually more comfortable for him than standing on flat surfaces. Favorite things to perch on: rafters, the outer walls of the monastery, the dragon head and sails of the bounty, people

Favorite people to perch on: Zane and Cole. Zane because he's sturdy, balanced and dosent complain about his claws (being made of metal has its perks). Cole because big comfy and barely notices his weight and he never mentions it. Both of them because tall.

He perches on Wu too but that's more an emotional thing than him actually being a good perch. Perching on Wus shoulder makes him feel safe because dad <3

At least Wu and potentially all the ninja have falconry gauntlets that they wear almost all the time. Morros talons are very sharp

Ears move with emotion. Why? Because I said so. Same reason for why the tail looks like that, it's just fun

He absolutely has funky bird instincts

His bed (nest) is a complete mess of blankets and pillows and things he stole and it is very comfy so long as you know where he hid the emergency knives

Goes mama bird mode on Lloyd sometimes. If his baby cousin has a nightmare he takes him to his nest and sleeps on top of him. Gotta keep the chick safe. His wings make good blankets <3

When he's comfortable with the ninja he likes to preen them. He won't admit that's what he's doing but they all know. He's actually really good at styling hair as a result. Hates kais hair gelled abomination with a burning passion

Very rare for him to allow others to preen him though, have to ask first and pretty much only Wu and Lloyd. Sometimes Zane but thats just cause he's good at it

Related note: he likes to look pretty. He puts effort into his appearance and takes very good care of himself, he likes accessories. Pretty bird <3

Don't call him pretty bird. He will kill you

Bird noises. Squawks, chips, coos and screeches. He sings sometimes too but only when he thinks he's alone

NO. TOUCH. TAIL. Or feets.

Will never admit it but he loves ear scritches

That's all I've got right now, I have some parts of a story and some lore but I don't wanna share until I have more. Should note that as of this point he is not a ghost, just a funky bird. I'm not sold on his design colors yet, especially his clothes and hair so that might change soon. Might also draw some versions with different colored feathers just for fun

[thecatinthepurplepants]

so I have a headcanon for how John might look to someone actually able to see him and I, of course, had to decide on the headcanon that would make it damn near impossible to draw him (at least to draw him consistently) but I like the idea too much to let it go

I probably SHOULD put this under a read more since it got kinda long but uuuhhh... don't wanna lol

SO I feel like when John first attached to Arthur, back when he was still just "the entity", his appearance was very... malleable. At first he looks like how a lot of people depict him, a vaguely human shapped black shadow with yellow eyes pearing over Arthur's left shoulder, but as soon as they got out into the world he started seeing ✨️fashion✨️ in the wild that changed. Even though he didn't remember it, he's a piece of the King In Yellow, and I'm willing to bet that the ol banana monarch has a passion for adornment and a tendency towards vanity thats usually associated with royalty that John would unknowingly inherit (I mean, we already know this, he bitches about Arthur's clothes getting ruined often enough now that they got that nice new suit)

I think at first he sees some men wearing nice hats when him and Arthur step outside into the city for the first time and something in him just goes "ooohhh" and one just kind of appears on him, probably with a gold band or little adornments like feathers and shiny dangly bits hanging from the brim. I don't even think he'd be able to choose just one style, shifting from one to another every so often as he sees more around or mixing and morphing styles into looks he likes more (I think he'd be partial to structured hats, fedoras, homburgs, maybe even a skimmer hat but with the rim stretched out to be more of a structured sun hat for extra flare)

But of course his newfound sense of style doesn't end with men's fashion cuz he doesn't know what a gender is and I highly doubt thay anyone that can see him would care enough to try and impose gender roles on him

He sees women passing by on the street wearing makeup and suddenly he has gold lipstick and shimmering yellow eyeshadow over shining gold lashes long and full enough to make any Hollywood starlet absolutely sick with envy

He sees someone more eccentric who's absolutely decked out in gaudy costume jewelry and he can't just NOT have all that wonderful clinking, shiny treasure for himself so he's now draped in gold chains, necklaces and bracelets of huge chunks of polished stones in both simple and elaborate designs, amber, tiger's eye, citrine, anything he wants really but it will always turns some shade of yellow or gold no matter how much he would want it to be another color (I think the best he could do in way of colorful variety is turquoise with veins of gold running through it)

And the funniest thing?

He can't see any of it.

He sees through Arthur's eyes and even if he has a bit of an extra sense for being able to see supernatural shit he's still not visible to himself. All of the changes are subconscious decisions he doesn't even realize he's making, his metaphysical body altering to suit the person he's growing into. None of the other rare entities and people they've met who can see John commented on it, seeing how there's usually more pressing matters involved. Plus I highly doubt the Trader would be one to make observations on someone's fashion sense unless they were offering one of their accessories in trade, and only then if it actually had any value to him.

Tbh it would be funny if the King In Yellow, during his first in person meeting with the Jarthur unit, had stopped mid introduction just "You insolent fucking worm, you need to return what's mi- what... what the hell are you wearing??? No, I'm not talking to you, you fucking worthless mortal, silence- yes, YOU, whats- whats all... THAT??? I mean, it's not BAD but it's a bit... inelegant, don't you think?" and both John and Arthur are like "what the FUCK are you TALKING ABOUT???" while the Dancers are humming and nodding their agreement while they also quietly judging John's intangible outfit

Kayne would ABSOLUTELY comment on it though but only to either taunt John while confusing the shit out of him OR to toss him the odd (equally confusing) compliment about his fashion sense and how he's branched out from the Kings personal flare. BUT he's also a Stinky Bitch (affectionate) so maybe he just wouldn't let John know that he can see him at all because he thinks it's funny that he doesn't know what he looks like

I dont think it would remain unstable as it was when he was fresh out the book, though.

After Arthur's coma, the period where John was given (and accepted) his name and the foundation of his humanity, I feel like he'd settle in his appearance as his sense of self does. He'd change to fit his different moods but it wouldn't be as much of a chaotic kaleidoscope of fashions shifting and melding with each other as he was at first. Before it was very fluid, changing as he sees different styles or as he felt different from one second to another, so unsure of exactly who and what he was.

I think he'd stick with the hat, wide brimmed and still with little golden baubles hanging around the edge and a golden band, but I think the top would remain hazy and undefined because I dont think he'd be able to decide on which style he likes best. He'd definitely keep the chains and jewelry, maybe a shodowy imitation of the shape of a suit jacket or the plunge of a low v-necklined dress, depending on the day.

I think when he gets especially angry (usually at Arthur, because he's the only one who can really get him absolutely blistering pissed without even trying) the hat billows like its caught in a fierce wind, not like fabric, but like heavy smoke. The stones of his yellow jewelry glows like miniature sun's with the force of his emotions, chains tarnishing, and even his makeup turning bright neon, toxic yellow against the void of his intangible "skin" like the warning of a poisonous animal if he's mad enough

When he's scared, him and Arthur trying to hide from whatever horror or adversary they've encountered this time, the brim of his hat melts back several inches, the baubles blinking out of existence entirely like its trying to clear his line of sight, makeup and jewelry fading in their color and shine as his borrowed animal instincts scream at him to be small, be unnoticeable, hide hide hide

And in those moments (ones that happen entirely too often for John's comfort or sanity) when the worst has come again, Arthur's hurt, worse than usual, and it seems like he's fading fast from his injuries, the things that John's draped himself with as he's learned who he is start to fade away too. As John realizes he might be losing the only person he's ever had (again) he feels like he's losing himself, the person he's become in his time with Arthur. The panic sets in and he goes through the stages he always does, shouting at Arthur to keep moving, not to give up, begs him to stay with him, not to leave him alone, to stop fucking saying goodbye and keep fighting, his cobbled together sense of identity melts off of him like dust as his world crumbles.

But there are moments, few and far between though they may be, where he and Arthur get little bit of real joy. When Arthur's finally, fucking finally freshly washed, shaved, and fed a hot meal and John can actually feel him relax into a real bed. When they've bought a nice new suit and handkerchief (that Arthur let John pick out himself) and John can tell Arthur that he looks handsome in this cut and color. When John spots something he thinks is odd and describes it to Arthur in a way that gets a real, full belly laugh out of his human, even if he doesn't understand what exactly it was he said that was so funny. The yellows of his apparel and makeup shine and swirl together, the stones of his jewelry seem to dance around each other in their configurations while the colors swim inside them like a lava lamp or glitter inside a bottle of opaque liquid. The baubles along the brim of his hat rapidly change in shape and size, the brim itself seeming to bloom, stretching out even further like a cat luxuriating in a sunbeam.

Anyway, tl;dr John's an eldritch entity and I just think he deserves to have a shifting appearance that he builds around himself over time like one of those bugs that sticks shit to its body to build a shell but in, like, a cunty way

And also I think John should be allowed to be incredibly expressive but in a metaphysical way that ties to his appearance itself

[littlebunnywitch]

My Billy Hargrove Art - 2/28/24

Starting off I wanted to just figure how how i would draw Billy. Like with Cal I'm not super use to drawing fanart of live action characters. If you didn't read this Billy post I made I HC Billy nonbinary using He/Him but Fem leaning and uses Female titles with people he trust.

This is canon divergent so Billy survived the mind flyer (and now lives with Joyce) but I since it is post season 3 - he tends to wear alot more clothes now - its rare for most people to see him without his arms, and chest full covered due to the sever scaring he has from his time being possessed.

Billy will wear make-up; it started out before moving in with the Byers to hide bruises. But now he always wears beach colors nail polishes liking the way it looks, but he will wear blush and lip gloss (not lip stick cause he doesn't like the way it feels) in softer colors when he's feeling on the more fancy or mature fem side. His eyeshadow is always in some shade of blue if he puts eyeshadow on.

He’s a premaregressor and a Trauma & Vent Regressor of Baby to 5 year old with most his drops are involuntary. His biggest special interest regressed or not is everything relating to the Ocean or Sea.

As you can see in this picture first Billy doesn't have his dangle earring like he normally does - thats because whenever he drops who ever is around will either switch the dangle earring with the matching non dangle earring, or get someone Billy will trust to switch them. Joyce is really accepting of Billy's age regression but doesn't like the idea of anyone mentally or physically under the age of 10 wearing dangling earrings due to the risk of injury. So its a house rule.

Fun fact most of the stuffed animal Billy have here i own IRL (Or they are my sister's). Since he has a hard time with being gifted things he's slowly collected these since moving in with Joyce from various people.

Stuffed animal Roll call~!!

Ariel, the jellyfish plushy by his hand, was the only one he had before moving in with the Byers from his mother. She is modified to have a rattle box in her body and years ago when she lost an eye Billy stole a stuffed animal eye from a craft store to replace it.

The sea bunny thats on his leg. Joyce gave it to him when he was in the government hospital - The sea bunny's name is Sea-yah.

The sea turtle was also given to him pretty early one by El - her name is Apple. Why? Cause shes green like a apple.

Aegir is a black tip reef shark that Billy got when the whole Byers-Hopper family (including him) went to the aquarium. Jim surprised him with Aegir because he refused to pick out anything from the gift shop not wanting to be a burden. (El told Jim which one Billy liked the most having read his mind). His name is Aegir because Billy knows the name of every sea or ocean themed god. And he thought the shark looked like an Aegir.

[anilec-dragon-art-and-stuff]

Alright next character, here we go. Yes its been a while. But i havent been really motivated to do another one of these until now, sorry.

General Information

• Name: Cylieria Esper

• "Nickname": Esper (Most of the time the group calls her by her last Name. Elari started it, as it was easier to remember/pronounce and now they all do it)

• Age: 73 (the "human equivalent" would be somewhere around 19)

• Race: High Elf

• Class: Rogue

• Pronouns: She/Her

• Romantic Orientation: Biromantic

• Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Physical Appearance

(As always, you can check the included picture)

• Eye color: Blue

• Skin color: Very slightly tanned

• Hair color: Black

• Height: 1,62m

• Weight: 65kg

• Body type: Slim build with no clearly defined muscles

• Scars/Birthmarks: Almost faded slave brant on her right hand, its barely visible anymore

• Other distinguishing features: (Later on as the Story progresses: Her left arm is replaced by an enchanted wooden prostetic)

• Disabilities: Missing her left arm (happend during the Story, so thats why there is no pic of that yet)

• Fashion style: In casual situations goes for a simple clothing style. In a more fancy setting or a night out, likes to wear more elegant, often pretty revealing clothes

Drawing by me

Psychological Traits

• Personality: Cocky and way too full of herself. Overly confident in her own abilities. Often times flirty all the way to indecent.

• Temperament: Hard to get a rise out of her, she usually just counters with a stupid comment

• Hobbies: Later on picks up wood carving

• Morals/Virtues: She tries to help others if she can but wont always go out of her way to do so

• Phobias/Fears: Fear of losing the people she cares about due to her not being able to save them

• Bad habits: Very rarely takes things seriously. Will often make stupid or inappropriate jokes even in serious conversations

• Secrets: During the begin of her travels she keeps her life before adventuring a secret, including where she is from, what happend to her former best friend and why she left home. But as the "story" moves on, the others will learn of this.

• Regrets: Convincing her former best friend to the coming of age "challenge" that got them killed as well as letting them go in alone

Abilities etc.

• Physical abilities: Very dexterous, incredibly good at climbing (even with only one arm she is the best climber out of All of them), good at wrapping people around her Finger with her words, pretty convincing liar

• Magical abilities: No inherint magical abilities, but the prosthetic that she gets later on is magical, so that it functions like am actual part of her body

• Languages known: Common, elvish

Relationships

• Partner(s)/Significant other(s): During the events of the "story" none (but their might be some small things written after the adventure which might include a romantic relationship)

• Parents/Guardians: Cora Esper (mother), Rami Esper (Father)

• Children: none

• Best friends:

Former: Adriella (deceased)

Current: Elari

• Friends: The rest of the group

Short Overview of Backstory

She Was born in a small elven village near a "cursed" forest

In said forest there is a cave where something (no one really knew what) lived, that usually kills anyone who gets to close, any attempts du kill it had failed and so the elders of the village declared the area of limits (they didnt move away as the thing never seemed to leave the forest)

However over the years it became a test of Courage or thing among teenagers, to go over to the cave and have a Look inside (some came back, some didnt, that still didnt stop others from going)

When Cylieria was about 50 years old (human equivalent would be around 15) she decided she wanted to try it as well and wanted to take her best friend of the time, Adriella, with her

Adriella originally didnt wanted to go, but Cylieria was always very good with her words, very charming and convincing, so she managed to change her friends mind

They snuck into the forest and when they reached the cave, decided one should stand guard in case some of the adults were patrolling the area to stop teenagers from coming here.

It was Cylieria who would stand guard, Adriella was the one who went in

Tho she didnt stay in very long, instead she came running and screaming towards the exit but before she could escape the something pulled her back into the darkness and that along with the abruptly cut of scream was the last thing Cylieria ever saw and heard of her friend.

She ran back home, but completly in shock it took everyone a while to figuew out what she Was talking about had happend

The events caused her to fall into depression, since she heavily blames herself for the death of her friend. Her parents were very supportive and tried to help her out of it, but eventually she couldnt stand it anymore and in a fit of guilt, ran away from home, without telling anyone

So for the next 20 years she traveled the World, never really staying somewhere too long, since it was the thrill of New experiences, that allowed her to surpress her guild and memories of the events.

Her charming and laid back behaviour is now often used as a mask to fool others but mostly herself, into believing that everything is alright

She got into trouble with a criminal originisation tho in one of the cities, which let her to eventually meet Rúnya (so thats why i will write that properly at some point)

And from that point on she travels with the group so thats the point where the "story started", so thats as much as i will write in here for now 😅

[angelbaby-fics]

HAIIII! HUGE fan of your work 💗 May i pwease request a Stucky x little!reader fic where your a Target (or any huge store liek it) with Steve and you been bad all week so you can’t get toys, so you start being bratty and run off and then once he has a whole goose chase to find you, and he says the dreaded “just wait til bucky hears about this.” with timeout and spanking ends with fluff! SORRY IF ITS TOO MUCH ! Feel free to skip! Have a wonderful day !

Crime And Punishment

Word Count: 2.2k

A/N: I love this request omg 🥺 also for future reference I just personally don't write spankings but you didn't know so thats ok! I hope you still like it despite that!! 💕💕

You stomped proudly across the linoleum floors, your sneakers lighting up with every step. You usually liked to sit in the basket of the cart as one of your daddies pushed you around the store, but today you were eager to show off your new shoes. The shelves around you were stocked to nearly overflowing, but you had your sights set on just one thing. As you rounded the corner into the next aisle, you zeroed in on the boxes of Calico Critters all stacked in a row. Shaking your hand free from Steve’s firm grasp, you began to skip your way over to the shelf, reaching out and nearly grabbing the nearest box to you when suddenly a tug on the strap of your overalls pulled you stumbling back. 

“Hey now, you know better than to run away from me in a big store.” Steve said, coming up from behind you and placing a big hand on your shoulder. 

You turned your body towards him, but kept your eyes on the toys.

“Dada look! New furniture for my babies!” You said, reaching out to the rows and rows of colored boxes with a grin, but Steve only shook his head.

“Not today, baby.” Steve replied, knowing you well enough to know what you were going to ask without you even posing the question.

Your stomach dropped and your smile disappeared. Surely Steve wasn’t going to let you leave the store without a little treat, was he? Maybe he thought you were asking for the whole shelf, which, to be fair, was something you would do. To show how reasonable you could be, you grabbed a smaller box of accessories and held it out towards Steve.

“Just one, dada?” You asked in the sweetest voice you could muster, But Steve wasn’t letting up.

“No, sweetie, not on this trip.” He replied, the patience starting to drain from him as evidenced by his less-than-enthusiastic tone of voice. 

You stomped your foot in frustration. 

“And that's exactly why.” Steve said with the kind of sternness that you rarely had to hear but you hated all the same. “You’ve been acting up like this lately and I’m not going to entertain it anymore. Now put it back and let’s go.”

He was right, you had been acting quite spoiled lately. It wasn’t entirely your fault; Steve and Bucky were weak to your pleading and had a bad habit of giving you everything you asked for. They’d sat you down earlier that week to let you know that from now on, special treats and toys had to be earned, and so far, you weren’t taking that transition well. Even when Bucky came home one day with a big box full of stickers, and Steve spent hours drawing up the perfect chart for you to track your good behavior, you just didn’t want to have to wait until your chart was full to get a new set of clothes for your Calico Critters. You decided to pull out your secret weapon. 

“Pretty please, Dada? I’ll be really good, I promise.” You asked, your eyes wide and watery. Your lower lip jutted out as you made eye contact with Steve, expecting his stern face to break like usual, but it never happened.

“Just drop it, honey. Please don’t cause a scene here.” He glanced to the side, almost regretting his decision to stand firm. “But… I said please!” You tried to reason, but you couldn’t help your frustration coming out with a whine in your voice.

“And I said no! Now put it back.” Steve raised his voice, not loud enough for the whole store to hear, but enough to turn the heads of the other people occupying the store aisle. You felt all their eyes on you, and immediately felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment. With a caregiver as famous as Steve Rogers, you knew that you, in some capacity, had a reputation to uphold. And now all the local shoppers could see that Captain America’s little one was behaving like a brat. Shame filled your belly as your pleading eyes turned to actually tearful ones. The box still in your hand, your only goal now was to get away from all the people around you, so you turned and bolted down the aisle. 

Steve sighed. He knew that this new rule was going to be hard to enforce, and he expected at least a tantrum or two on your end. You’d never been this naughty before, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle. He abandoned the cart at the end of the aisle so it wouldn’t block anybody’s walkway and muttered a quick “sorry” to the other customers before chasing after you. Once Steve emerged from the aisle, he looked around, scanning as much of the store as he could see with his enhanced vision until he spotted the lights of your shoes glittering from under a rack of clothing. He marched his way over and pushed a chunk of hangers aside to reveal you huddled in on yourself, the toy box still in your clutch.

“Come on.” Steve commanded, his hand outstretched but not at all inviting. You pushed yourself up and walked towards Steve, who hooked his arm around you and sat you on his hip, no longer allowing you the chance to run away again. He grabbed the toy box from your hands a bit rougher than he meant to.

“Am I in trouble?” You whimpered as Steve carried you back to the abandoned cart, clearing a space amongst the items and lowering you, still gently as always, into the basket. 

“That’s up to Bucky to decide” He replied coldly. “Now I don’t want to hear another word out of you until we get home.

You both knew that Steve didn’t have the heart to follow through with punishments the way he should, and you both knew that Bucky did. If Steve were the one to do it, you’d probably be able to get away with a 30 minute timeout, and probably not even have to serve a full sentence. Bucky, on the other hand, had far less tolerance for misbehavior, and Steve tended to allocate the punishments to him. It was like a good cop/bad cop situation but with dadas.

You sat in uncomfortable silence as Steve picked up the last few items on his shopping list and proceeded to the checkout. He made short but friendly small talk with the cashier while you fiddled with your shoelace. The friendly employee noticed your poor mood and offered you a lollipop from behind the counter, but Steve declined on your behalf before you could accept it. He paid for his items and took all the bags in one arm, guiding the cart into the station and lifting you to his hip with the other.

The ride home was equally tense, with Steve opting for a podcast he knew you’d find boring instead of the radio or your favorite playlist. The entire way back to the compound, you sat anxiously running your hands up and down the straps of your car seat and occasionally glancing at Steve in the rearview mirror. You hoped to find some comfort in his face, but he just kept his mouth straight and his eyes on the road. When your car pulled into the garage, he unstrapped you from your car seat without a word and carried you and the groceries to the elevator before setting you down to walk into the apartment on your own.

When the doors opened into your home, Bucky was waiting with a smile to welcome you in and help put away the groceries, but his smile dropped as soon as he saw Steve’s angry face and your terrified one. 

“Bedroom. Now. Bucky and I need to talk first before we decide what your punishment will be.” Steve commanded, and you gave him one last pleading look before trudging to your room. 

“What happened?” Bucky asked, his voice full of concern.

“That one,” Steve replied, not bothering to check if you were still within earshot as he began stacking frozen foods into the freezer, “threw a fit in the middle of the store for everyone to see. Completely disrespected me and all the good behavior we’ve been trying to instill.”

“I see,” Bucky nodded, “and what did you do about it?”

“Well I- I didn’t do anything.” Steve faltered, looking to the ground. “I just sort of yelled. God, I should have handled that better.” 

“No, Steve, it's okay,” Bucky reassured him. “You were right to talk to me about it, it's good that we work this out together. Now, tell me everything.”

As Steve recounted your incident in the store, you sat on the floor of your room, your back against the wall and your head in your hands. This was it, you just knew it. There was no way your daddies would want to take care of you anymore after you’d disrespected Steve like that. You braced yourself for the moment they would come into your room and tell you to pack up your things, never to see them again. The minutes felt like hours as your thoughts spiraled deeper and deeper into despair. When the knock finally came to your door, you couldn’t even muster the courage to tell your daddies to come in. 

“Sweetie? It’s Baba, please open up.” Bucky spoke through the door, but you were too anxious to move. 

“We just want to talk, honey.” Steve chimed in, his voice far softer and sweeter than it had been earlier in the day. “Is it okay if we come in?”

You nodded, then realized they couldn’t see you, so you choked out a hoarse “ok” and the doorknob turned.

Steve’s already broken heart cracked a little more at the sight of you cowered in your room. He felt so bad for losing his temper in the store. Not wanting to scare you more, the two men remained in the doorway. They wanted nothing more than to just run over and cradle you and forget the whole thing, but they knew that in the big picture, this was a family discussion that needed to happen.

“Before we start, do you have anything to say to us?” Bucky asked, and you nodded eagerly before spilling out all the words that had been stuck bouncing in your head all afternoon. 

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I’m sorry I threw a fit in the store and I’m sorry I ran away. I love you Dada and I love you Baba. I love you more than all the toys in the world! Please don’t make me go away forever!” You dissolved into tears, hiccuping the last words of your speech. 

If Steve and Bucky even had any more heart left to break, it was in microscopic pieces right now. Steve was the first to come to you, pushing past Bucky and scooping you into his arms and holding you fast against his chest.

“Angel, we would never make you go away if you don’t want to.” He reassured, kissing your tears away as Bucky joined the two of you in a hug sandwich.

“We love you more than anything in the world,” Bucky added, “and all we want is to talk, so we can keep loving you, and so you can keep loving us too. Okay?”

“Okay,” you sniffed, your face still buried against Steve’s shoulder.

“We’re so proud of you for apologizing, doll.”

“And Dada wants to apologize too.” Steve added.

“You do?” You asked, looking up at him.

“I do. I’m sorry I raised my voice at you in the store.”

“And you snatched the toy out of my hand.” You whispered quietly.

“I did, didn’t I? Dada can be a little scary even when he doesn’t mean to be, huh? I’m so sorry, sweetheart, do you forgive me?”

You nodded again.

“I forgive you too, angel.” Steve hugged you even closer, careful not to break you with his strength.

“I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we do still need to discuss the consequences of today’s incident.” Bucky interrupted the moment. 

You sighed, knowing that just an apology wasn’t going to be enough, but still hoping your good behavior would lighten your sentence. You readied yourself for the possibility of losing screen time for the foreseeable future, or going to bed before sundown all summer long. 

“We were discussing in the living room,” Bucky began, “and we think it would be fair that you go to bed early tonight, and no dessert after dinner.”

Your head perked up from Steve’s chest.

“That’s all?” You asked, hoping this wouldn’t make them reconsider and add more time to your punishment.

“Not quite.” Bucky continued with a smirk, and Steve looked at him incredulously.

“Buck, that’s all we discussed. What else do you have in mind?” “As punishment for shouting in the store, Dada must give his baby 25 kisses. Does that sound fair, baby?” Bucky turned to you with a grin.

You giggled and nodded.

“Well, I guess I can’t argue with that judgment.” Steve said, before swooping in to attack you with sweet and sincere kisses. 

With caregivers like these, you made a promise in your heart to never disobey ever again… or at least try really really hard to be good!

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[kingprinceleo]

Hey what’s your process for your sketchdump pages? I’m continually in awe of how expressive and dynamic your characters are, and I want to hoard your cool art secrets like a dragon.

my what now-- umm um um, so i thinky you mean the traditional sketchdump i did, all 4 posts? my process for those are very in your face, i very rarely draw in pencil bc i think its lame and i hate when pencil wears down over time so i draw in almost exclusively pen and i have been for 4 years. There are very few times i do art in pencil and that is for when im doing very early designs subject to change rapidly in the process -like happy auau shadows outfit and the world eating abomination- or a big piece like silver cave picture. But even then that rule isnt consistent bc all of the colored pencil pictures were sketched w colored pencil first. But!! youll notice especially in 1/4 and 2/4 most of my process lies in trial and error, youll see lots of loose circles and expressions because i cant erase obv, so i simply have to accept and move on. I kinda think thats why im happy w most my art where im at is because theres no way to get rid of the less appealing sketches and failure becomes less of a big deal because it simply is just part of the process. Pen has also helped me develop consistency me thinks, like proportions n stuff bc of How Many Times i draw. There are some pages i left out that are just redrawing the same thing slightly different until i get it right, and thats basically my whole process, i dont erase i simply just do it again, the biggest examples of that is page 1/4 -in the tails 'what the fuck', the two shadows at the bottom, even in pencil i wanted to make a slight change to the outfit but redrew the whole thing instead- page 2/4 -on the second picture, with the comic test layouts in the bottom left, didnt like the layout slightly so i redid it- and 3/4 in the orange shadow n tails interaction pages, all of those are variations of the same interaction i wanted them to have so i guess all in all my process is physically visualizing all the possibilities n settling on the one i like most, like thumbnailing but for everything TLDR- fuck around n find out, but in *Pen*

september 15th, 2018 was when i made the full transition to being cringe

[voltdracoatl]

More pokemon paintings

[ajdrawshq]

1, 14, 18 :D

What is your favorite color to work with?

i rarely bother using colors so i feel unqualified to answer this but. i like blue things <3 or warm things. blue and warm colors

What was something that you used to draw a lot that you dont draw as much anymore?

DRAGONS. holy fuck i drew so many dragons in 6th grade specifically, they were all over my spiral notebooks covers fronk and back and whatever printer paper i could get my hands on it was unironically the best thing ever. i still remember some of the design ideas i had, one of which inspired an oc i have now. id also draw fanmade heartless and pokemon!! and heartless pokemon!! every day i miss the sheet i had with a pokemonified version of Xemnas' nobody dragon thing bc 1. that thing fucked and i KNOW it and 2. that sums up everything u need to know abt my childhood interests tbh. also the sheet had tons of other stuff like that on it i really wanna find that now :( OH i also used to be a sonic artist on miiverse. like thats how i Really got into drawing after the dragon stuff. sometimes i miss pixel(based) art but i dont have the energy for it anymore ,, and i think looking so closely at my 3ds screen for so long mightve fucked up my eyes lmao

How long have you been drawing / when did you officially declare yourself an artist?

as mentioned earlier i started taking things seriously sometime between 6th and 7th grade i think?? whenever i discovered miiverse had an art community (sort of). but ive been drawing stuff for a Long time. mostly pokemon when i was little - i remember using every pokemon book i could find and buy at the book fairs as references, sometimes tracing from them lmao. tho i think kid me would lose it l upon finding out i draw kh stuff regularly now :> feels like ive come full circle w my interests nowadays

[chqnverse]

can we kiss forever? | l.f

synopsis: everything you wished for suddenly gets ripped away now you are alone with your thoughts running wild and the sun shining on you.

pairing: lee felix x female reader

genre: angst, little bit fluff

word count: 0.8k

warnings: Sad reader and thats it

authors note: please keep in mind that this is all angsty and sad

I try to reach you 

I can't hide

How strongs of feeling

When we dive

I cross the Ocean of my mind…

The wind blew in your face, your hair moving with it but you didn't care. It felt nice to just walk along the beach and let the wind blow in your face, ruining your Hair style but it didn't matter at all. Nothing matters at all right now. Just the waves splashing on the beach, softly touching your warm feet. You sight at the relaxing feeling. You needed to get your mind off Him. You needed to stop thinking about the cute boy that made your heart swell with love. You stopped on your way and turned toward the Ocean. The Sun was going down. It looked so beautiful. If you could you would draw it and keep it forever. Those beautiful colors, the way the Ocean looks, the way it made your feel, it was just relaxing. Your dress moves with the flow of the water. The water was warm as it touched your feed, keeping them warm. The sun warmed your skin so you wouldn't get cold. Your Mind was almost empty. Almost. 

Just one thing was on your Mind. It wasn't a big surprise to be honest he was always on your mind even though he was miles away. You let your shoulders relax. You didn't need to stress at all right now. Right now all that matters is the Warmth of the Water and the soft glow of the sun. You heard his voice soft and gentle asking you if he could hold you which you gladly nodded as an answer, you eyes remain closed. You feel arms sneak around your waist holding you in place, keeping your from running away, not that you would. His face snuggled in your neck, his gentle breath tickling your neck making a small smile appear on your face.

My Wounds are healing

With the Salt

All my Senses intensify 

Whenever you and I

We dive across

The Ocean of my Mind...

You put your hands on his as you feel a soft kiss on your neck. The longer you stand like this the more you feel yourself relaxing in his touch. As you heard him whisper sweet nothings in your ear. Praises filled with soft thank yous. You didn't want to talk right now, you just wanted to enjoy the rare moment you have with your boyfriend. His deep raspy voice ringing in your ears makes you bask in pure happiness. You slowly turn around his arms loosening their hold on you just enough for you to move and turn around to face him. You saw his freckles and couldn't hold yourself back from touching them. His eyes closed and he leans in your touch. You smile at his cute actions and kiss his nose, he scrunched his nose making you repeat Your action. Your hands Stayed on his cheeks softly moving your thumbs making him hum softly. It made your heart jump that you could make him so happy and smile. He always showed you how much you love him. He opens his beautiful brown eyes and they immediately find your y/e/c ones. His hold on you tightened and you both just stood there holding each other while losing yourself in each others eyes. You felt his soft breath in your face, he smelled like peppermint. His lips looked plump and full as the sun shines in his face so you could see his freckles better.  He leaned down and closed the small gap between your lips. Kissing him made butterflies erupt in your stomach as you kissed him back. your heart beats faster you smiled against his lips. The kiss wasn't rushed; it was a soft kiss that was filled with passion and love you have for each other. 

But in the end I drown

You push me down,down

Oh,they say when you

Call my Name

i felt pain

When you Came 

You threw the picture in the fire, you saw it burn the fire destroying the picture fully. The picture of you and him in the sunset, kissing each other, at the bottom written Can we kiss forever in his beautiful and unique handwriting. Tears ran down your cheeks as you watched the picture burn down to dust.

*:·ﾟ✧*:·ﾟ✧ *:·ﾟ✧*:·ﾟ✧

I hope you liked it

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[ailowvyu]

hiiii, i was every exciting when you open request, and wondering if you could give me a haikyuu match up, pls ?

imma pan and go with she/they pronouns, my hight is about 5'2 to 5'3, with shoulder-length black hair and eyes are the same color as hair, too. i have a typical asian skin but with a bit more fair. i'm a pisces sun and scorpior moon , and i'm a infp/9w4. i'd say my kins are miya osamu, suna rintarou, elsa ( god i'm gay for her ) and ieri shouko ( jjk ).

people told me i'm an emotional and sensitive one and super-duper lazy ass, but also very sensitive and easy to understand others, a good friend to confide in. i'm a reliable person, they say. i cant be angry or mad for a long time, pretty jealous when someone can, heh. i like to go around to jokes and say shits with my bff ( in case that my bff drag me to ).

quite erratic , sometime i could be can't get out of my bed and lay all day doing nothing and feel empty but i could be very energetic af and then soon losing 'em and start lazy again and it keep swap places all day until I go to sleep lmao.

not an outsider, i like to stay home and chillin' in my bed with comfy stuff, love to get in my safe zone, cozy clothes, with lots of stuff things, listening to my favorite playlist, draws and writes things that i want and deeply into my dreamy thoughts. a rainy day it's perfectly, too. i get interested in weird stuff, like dreamcore or stuff like that. but what about activities require a lot of energy? nah thanks, i don't have enough energy for them.mostly to be able to immerse myself in the fantasy world in my mind and social avoidance. I want to be noticed and also not, at the same time, weirdo. i used to overthinking when i was alone, better now. and sometimes i feel like a walking piece of trash hehe, full of negative shiet.

i love to drawing, mostly to draw off my imagination, 'bout a word where i can be when reality is too cruel. and also listen to music, bc too lazy to find some typical songs, i just listen to playlist ( mostly suna's 'cause those songs they pick for him just perfectly fit mine ) in all genres or anything that just pop up.

I rarely show my emotions, usually just a blank face or a joking face with " bro, chill " attitude, and always looks exhausted with eye bags.

i don't usually get along with people who i rarely interact to, just needs close friends and that's be enough. my love language are quality quiet time and physical touch, netflix and chill will be a perfect date for me.

thank you so much, i really appreciate if you do it for me, have a good day and stay safe 🤲💗 ( sorry for my bad english too, it's not my first language :( )

Match Up ->

okay thank you for requesting, btw you are so nice. please don't expect to much from my match up cause i'm so nervous when people request a match up. i gave you 2 characters because i can't choose between them, enjoy :D

Kozume Kenma :

since kenma is an intp, based on mbti compatibility diagram you guys are match. i thought about kenma when you said you like to stay at home and chillin' in your bed, Kenma will also like to be with you and cuddle you in bed. you guys will have a nice comfy time and a nice quality quite time while listening to your favorite music playlist.

maybe sometime kuroo will ask kenma to excercise with him, but kenma would rather be with you all day because he don't have enough energy for it. Kenma will take you for a date at home. you guys will watch netflix together, maybe while snacking. I can imagine how nice it would be to sit/sleep in a soft place while watching your favorite movie with the people you care about. (Honestly, I want something like that too)

Suna Rintarou :

you guys will have a lot of fun when Suna drag you to jokes and say shits, you guys have the same vibes. i can imagine for example when you are in a public place, you guys will stand on the corner of a wall while holding your phone because you guys prefer a quiet place.

I can also imagine if you go on a date at home, usually you often tell stories about your fantasy world, your imagination, share exciting stories because I also know how evil and boring this world is. i can also imagine that you guys are popular without realizing it, but if one day someone bothers you because of your popularity Suna will try to stop it. when you are haunted by negative energy, Suna will try to pull it out of your body with activities that are fun but don't require a lot of energy.

i think thats all for your match up. i am really really sorry for my sucks idea. i feel like i'm ruining it. thank you for waiting, stay save and have a wonderful day :D (also u can request me again if u want)

[zettabita]

RIVALS: Spark I

Rivals Master List

hi guys! ok so this is becoming more action than romance lmao I promise next time ill make it...fluffier...? 

I need to get this story out of my head HAHAHAH so I’ll just keep writing. :D In this chapter, you might be a lil OP but thats ok bc you’re amazing irl <3 

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a masaki ichijou x fem reader fic

Genre: action, romance Warnings: mild swearing Word count: 2.2k+

Previous: Thunder

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You really didn’t see what was coming when Saegusa-senpai pulled you into a discussion room the night before your first Ice Pillar Break match. You were meandering about the hotel, you see, trying to get rid of your pre-event jitters. You were inspecting the vending machine (Why doesn’t this have milk tea?) at the end of the corridor when Saegusa-senpai suddenly popped out from nowhere and urged you to follow her into a room full of very intimidating Third year students and an expectant Tatsuya. 

The first thing that crossed your mind when Juumonji-senpai told you in that room that you were chosen to substitute for Monolith Code was the horrible image of you tripping over a rock in the middle of a battlefield. The second thing was how you were so unlucky that the first year they allowed girls to compete in Monolith Code and increased the number of members on a team was your year (but hey, hooray for gender equality.) 

Not wanting to embarrass your school, you tried to put up a good fight. But what about Miyuki, you said. They said that she had two events already and Tatsuya scrunched his face a little bit at the idea. But I don’t have combat experience, you said. They said that Monolith Code, a glorified, no-contact capture-the-flag-with-magic contest, isn’t really live combat and your skills were needed in the team Tatsuya was forming. Not wanting to further bother the scary Third years who looked like they were getting more impatient by the second, you grimly added “not get stomped on at Monolith Code” to your Nine Magic Schools Competition to-do list (At the top of your list was “melt a lot of ice”, which you would later tick off in your Ice Pillar Break match with Mutsuba-san the next day.)

And that’s how you found yourself standing in front of a black pillar in the middle of an open field with Tatsuya Shiba, Leonhard Saijou, and Mikihito Yoshida at the Monolith Code finals, trying in vain to gulp down your nervousness. 

At the far end of the field, you see four figures in dark red armor. They had one girl fidgeting more nervously than you were (It was somehow comforting.) You eye the tallest one, the one with the brownish-red hair tucked underneath the helmet before closing your eyes.

“We need you to counter Ichijou Masaki.” Tatsuya says, almost apologetically. 

You almost spat out your drink from the hotel minibar. “You need me to do what?!” (You panic now, but years later, you thank Tatsuya for his decision. Masaki thanks him too.) You were hanging out in your room with your teammates and a few First-year friends, discussing combat styles and strategies for the coming matches in a few days.

Tatsuya sighs as Leo and Mikihito stare at him incredulously. “It will be difficult, but I need to shut down Futatsugi Kei. I can’t do that while also facing off against Ichijou Masaki. At the very least, you have to buy me some time.” You pause to think. Futatsugi Kei was another Third High School ace from a Master Clan. It was absolutely criminal for him, the Crimson Prince, and Cardinal George to be on the same Monolith Code team. 

But then again, Ichijou Masaki was also in a weight class of his own. Or so they say. “But why me?”

“It’s actually one of the reasons why I chose you. The Ichijou clan specializes in medium to long range bombardment. That would make it difficult for Leo and Mikihito,” Tatsuya gestured to the two, “to take him on from a distance with their specialities. But you can.”

Before you could even reply, Erika chimes in from the other side of the room. “And you’re a girl!” 

The four of us gaze at her curiously. You ask, “What does that have to do with anything?”

Erika flashes me a wide grin. “You’re a girl, so he’ll hesitate going all-out. Right?” She looks to the boys for confirmation. 

“I don’t know if I should be happy about that…” you say as Leo lights up in realization. “Oh, yeah! Old-fashioned types like Master Clans people will probably underestimate you, ” Leo blushes slightly and pauses, realizing the implications of his words, “uh, which is, you know, really unfair, but maybe you could use that to your advantage?” 

Tatsuya and Mikihito nod in agreement. “Yes. It’s possible for us to construct a strategy around that,” Tatsuya adds.

You press your fingers to your temple in a gesture of defeat. “Okay. I’ll think of something. But I don’t think my defense will hold…”

Tatsuya reaches into his inner coat pocket. “And there’s another reason why I chose you.” His lips curl into a rare smile and hands me a silver gun-shaped CAD. “Come on. I’m going to teach you Gram Demolition.”

“(L/N)-san.” Tatsuya calls. You open your eyes without looking at him. “Are you ready?” He asks in a low voice. He was obviously most concerned about your state, given that you were the unlucky one to throw down with one of the best first-year magicians around. 

You feel for the CADs in your holsters and pull up your glove, your magic talisman, on your left hand. “Ready as I’ll ever be.” You think back to your first Monolith Code match with Eighth this morning. You did well, taking to the battlefield easily and readily, but you haven’t shown the world your new spell that was learned in a few late-night crash courses with Tatsuya. Gram Demolition, a potent close-range Counter Magic spell, wasn’t a complicated technique, you learned. You only had to have a crazy high Psion count to cast it. It just so happens you had a lot more than most. 

You sigh and go over your magic repertoire in your head for the last time. You do your best to ignore your heart beating annoyingly fast in your chest, sharpen your focus, and lock your eyes on that self-assured red-haired magician standing directly across from you on the field. Masaki Ichijou—your rival for the day.

And with a screech of a faraway siren, the match begins. 

Tatsuya sprints, two CAD pistols in his hand, legs pumping quickly underneath him as he aims at Futatsugi. The air shifts as the other two spread out behind you. Masaki, on the other, strides confidently forward and begins to cast a spell aimed at Tatsuya.

Not him, me, you think to yourself in a split-second. You send a barrage of lightning bolts in Masaki’s direction, the intensity of your thought coloring the strength of your magic, and he deflects it just in time. He turns to you and you see a small smile plastered on his…admittedly handsome face. Smug bastard. You take a quick glance to your left and see Tatsuya engage in a shootout with that Futatsugi character.

Your eyes dash back to your opponent. Masaki raises his two pistols and a few Activation Sequences form around you quickly. Air Bullet: a round of compressed air and Masaki’s go-to spell in this competition (You’ve watched a few replays of his matches. Never can be too careful with a guy who’s killed a bunch of Russians when he was 13.) Strong, but easy to dismantle. Show time. You blast them away cleanly one by one with your newly-learned Gram Demolition technique and counter with your powered-up version of Thunder Child. Masaki’s smile fades and his eyes widen as he puts out a defensive spell, averting the paralyzing effect of your offense. At the edge of your vision, you notice the other Third opponents shoot you a shocked glance.

Masaki regains his composure in an instant. The two of you walk towards each other, pistols raised in a magic gunfight. Lightning and Activation Sequences form and disintegrate around the both of you within seconds, drawing you in, encircling the both of you in a beautiful but deadly light show. (It lit up his face the same way it would the first time he took you to see fireworks at the pier in Kanazawa.) You manage to slip in a few lightning bolts in between shots of Gram Demolition, making him sidestep occasionally, but you were basically locked in a stalemate. 

Now or never. You break your solid stance and run towards him, catching him off-guard. For a second, he pauses, and you press the attack, nearly hitting him with a low-voltage lightning bolt. 

The Crimson Prince must’ve felt the heat quite literally. He flinched at the heat and the close sound of air expanding rapidly like miniature thunder, and, with a flick of his wrist, a dozen Activation Sequences suddenly surrounded you, threatening to let loose. Oh my God, this jerk’s trying to kill me. You catch the horrified expression on his face (his move was a violation of the rules, after all) before you blast away one, four, then seven in a moment, going beyond what you thought you could, and then you take out a few more. You feel the hotness from a nearby explosion. You internally scream at your body to catch up and obliterate the remaining Sequences.

And then, when you’d just were a couple of paces from him, just within range of a lightning bolt, one air bullet hits the ground next to you. The world to your left erupts in a hot flash and the ground simply bursts, soil surging up into the air. You let out a yelp of pain and dive away from the blast.

“And that’s the plan. Do you think the illusion will hold?” You focus on your outstretched hand, gathering Psions and then destroying Tatsuya’s attempt at a spell, the glow from the attempt lighting up his figure in the darkened training field not far from the hotel. Your Gram Demolition was still imperfect, but it was getting there: you had proceeded from mildly inconveniencing Activation Sequences last night to outright blowing them away this evening. 

Tatsuya furrows his eyebrows in mild disapproval as he prepares to cast another one. “At your level, it should.” Another Activation Sequence forms before you and you blast it away easily. “Still...a lot of things could go wrong with that. Are you sure, using yourself as bait?”

You shrug. “You would be too busy to help me. And… to be honest, I don’t think I have a chance at fighting him head-on for too long. So I’m doing what you guys suggested. Using a little psychology.” You grin as you take down a couple of Sequences from Tatsuya near-perfectly. “After all, who wouldn’t panic if they thought they hurt a cute girl?”

You just didn’t expect him to try to kill said cute girl, even if it was an accident. You lie face down in the dirt. Your ears were ringing and your head throbbed irritatingly. Thank goodness your helmet had tough glass or you’d be eating mud by now. A thick mist that looks like dust and steam emanates from the palm of your glove-covered hand and envelops the surrounding area, hiding you from view. You raise your head slightly to look around at it. Your smoke version of Magical Mist, a spell that creates a thick fog, looked a bit unnatural, but it should do. A destroyed CAD, an attempt at a defense spell, a weird natural phenomenon: what created the mist shouldn’t matter, because the opponent should be panicking either way. You take another second to lie on the grass, CADs clutched in your hands, hurting all over from the dive, and then you waited.

You knew that Masaki was just at the edge of the smoke, probably freaking out at the prospect that he killed a girl and a foreign exchange student at First High (Later on, you learn he already had been practicing how to apologize to your country’s government for your death. The nervous wreck.) You knew he would be too busy reviewing his previous steps to see if the excessive force he used would be enough to kill you and definitely too busy to notice that his opponent was very much still alive and kicking. You listen for a rustle of grass or a shuffle of armor. 

After a quiet moment of passing wind and the faraway sounds of magic from your teammates’ own battles, you hear it: a step back, the ground crunching underneath a foot. You raise yourself from the ground quickly and throw your CAD in the direction of the sound. It was a good throw: high and far, the gun spinning away from view in a clean trajectory. More importantly, it was a good distraction at a magic-only battle. At almost the same time, you sprint and emerge from the smoke and into the light. 

You swear the world moved in slow motion in that instant. Masaki Ichijou stood there a few feet from you, pistols lowered, his head turned in the direction of the CAD you threw. He feels the air shift when you emerge and he turns to you slowly, his emerald eyes glinting in the light, his mouth gaped open in surprise. He raises an arm instinctively, probably activating his defenses, but you already cast the final blow: Spark. A seemingly simple spell that creates a small electric discharge but is enough to paralyze an opponent.

As you did, you couldn’t help but flash the Crimson Prince a shameless smile from ear to ear. I win, you wanted to say. He looked on—you couldn’t understand the expression on his face—as he fell to his knees, electricity crackling around him. Far away, the crowd erupts in loud cheers. 

Months later, Masaki tells you that that smile was what made him fall desperately in love with you.

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hope the way you beat him wasn’t too far-fetched lmao. thanks for reading! <3

[purgatorical]

Obey Me MC / OC Written - Kie

Last one for now! Kie's turn below :D

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Personal - Basics

[Name] Kie

[Race/Species]

Demon [] Angel [x] Human [] Other: []

[Age] 28

[Birthday] 10/23

[Height] 5'2"

[Fingernail Polish Color(s)] Orange

[Hair color/description] Black short cropped hair with a blond mowhawk that gets pushed back. When gelled up is two inches tall, but he rarely gels it anymore.

Personal - In-depth

[Gender or no | Pronoun(s)] He/Him, Cis man

[Sexual/Romantic Orientation or lack thereof] Homoromantic, Demi-Homosexual

[Occupation Before Devildom Life] A Middle School Chemistry teacher

[Favorite Color(s)] Warm Orange, Bright Yellow, Fall colors in general

[Personality] Kie has anger issues and he knows it. He hates being belittled, and constantly bites at those around him. He takes any slight to heart, but he quietly encourages those around him. His students back home always loved him, though their parents did not.

Personal - Other

[Likes] Science, Working out, baseball, jewelry

[Dislikes] Long Distances, the Beach, hiking

[Positive Traits] Secretly Kind-hearted and caring, diligent

[Negative Traits] Hot headed, Hard Headed, A penchant for headbutting.

Relationships

• Fears | Dislikes | Acquaintances | Friends | Close Friends | Crush | Loves | Indifferent | Tolerates | Respects | Suspicious

[With Demons]

Lucifer - Outwardly Hostile/Privately Close Friends, there is no one that Kie has ever butted heads with more than the Pride Demon himself. They can argue over anything and everything. They often enter rooms just to yell at the other. But they each hold care for the other in their hearts, unable to watch the suffering that the other might be going through. They do small things to take care of each other such as Kie silently dropping food off for Lucifer or doing paperwork that Lucifer leaves alone or yelling at him about the last time that he slept. In kind, Lucifer makes sure that Kie's medication is taken every morning, ensures that any activities that are planned have plenty of rests between walking, and will actively carry Kie if he's collapsed but too stubborn to ask for help. They have the capacity to talk to each other but insults and headbutts are bound to incurr.

Mammon - Loves, Kie adores tormenting Mammon. Pointing out every romantic thing Mammon slips out, making the man flustered and a puddle of goo at every opportunity. He aggressively compliments Mammon and relishes in every reaction to being called a good boy by Kie. The first time Kie refers to Mammon as his boyfriend, he really did worry that Mammon had died as the greed demon did not move or respond for a solid twenty minutes. They go on movie dates, jewelry shopping, and a few casino trips. In quiet moments alone, Kie makes sure that Mammon knows that he is loved.

Leviathan - Loves, Similarly to Mammon, Kie adores tormenting the poor boy. Kie does not hold back on his insults, but watches carefully for Levi's reactions to make sure they're the right kind. He makes fun of Levi for being a nerd, anime freak, and Pop Idol Stan, but has seen just as many animes as him and owns a collection of manga back home that would rival Satan's library. They spend many nights and sleep-deprived mornings binge watching anime and waiting for sunrise-releases. Kie is probably the calmest when he is alone with Levi. They talk for hours about anime and Kie doesn't really get video game stuff but he'll listen and watch levi play all night. Again like with Mammon, Kie will make sure that Levi knows he is loved.

Satan - Friends, as the Avatar of Wrath, Kie and Satan don't exactly... get along at first. They're both one wrong word from blowing up at the other until Satan makes some piece with his emotions towards Lucifer. Once they understand each other more, Kie and Satan actually get quite close. They're both a part of the Anti-Lucifer squad, but also they both love to read and even begin offering different books to each other. spreading the genres from the Devildomand the Human World.

Asmodeus - Tolerates, Kie more or less avoids Asmodeus. He just doesn't.... get it. To love ones self so unendingly, it hurts his head and his heart. He can't stand to listen to Asmo gush about himself for more than a few minutes without getting outraged. He finds it easier to just not be around the demon.

Beelzebub - Close Friend, Kie has a soft spot in his heart for Beel. The big guy honestly reminds him of his students that he left behind and gives him a sense of nostalgia and home. He cooks with Beel and often has snacks on him just in case he runs into Beel. He scold Beel like a parent while at the same time patting his head. The two are workout buddies and go to the gym several times a week together, usually ending with an extended stay in the kitchen for food.

Belphegor - Hatred to Friends, in the universe where he and Miyuno are both human exchange students, Kie witnessed Belphie murder Miyuno. As you can expect, that is pretty traumatic. Kie watched his parents die at a young age and this ripped open that wound. Even when eeveryone else forgave Belphie, Kie could not even stand to look at him. He couldn't without having flashbacks to Miyuno's neck cracking. Belphie had tried to make it up to him, but it was all for naught. But then the two became trapped in one of Levi's escape room games and ended up somewhere cramped and dark. Kie is terrified of the dark, as it is one of his triggers from his parents' death, and instantly goes into shutting down and lashing out. Belphie helped calm him and get him out of the situation and after that Kie slowly began openning up to him. Eventually they became snarky friends who bond over their care for Beel and hatred for Lucifer.

Diavolo - Dislikes, Kie thinks of Diavolo as a high and mighty asshole. Someone so sheltered and full of himself that he could obviously do no wrong. Kie also thinks he's extremely hot, but thats besides the point. He distrusts the Prince, but does begrudingly agree that uniting the three realms is a worthy cause.

Barbatos - Suspicious, Dislikes, Kie immediately does not trust Barbatos. Diavolo is suspicious, but Barbatos is downright coniving. Not to mention, extremely powerful, and Kie can't help but blame him for Miyuno's death as well. If he can see the timelines and choose which ones to be a part of then he knew exactly what was going to happen. It doesn't matter that he brought Miyuno back, Miyuno never should have died. He does like his pastries tho.

[With Angels]

Simeon - Friends, Another person that Kie doesn't fully trust, but not in a "they're hiding ill intent" sort of way but in a more "they're wearing a mask" sort of way. He enjoys seeing how to get Simeon to slip, to see that smile fall. At the same time he does enjoy the warmth that Simeon radiates and takes him up on slumber parties at Purgatory Hall often.

Luke - Begrudingly Close Friends, it seems that the chihuahua has latched himself to Kie's hip not that Kie really minds. Whenever Luke and Kie are in the same room you can bet your ass they are together. Luke is showing off his new pastry, Luke is showing his report card, Luke is showing a drawing he made. Kie tries to appear aloof, but he pats Luke's head and compliments everything. He encourages Luke in one part or another, asking questions about how he made it and telling him how good he's doing. Sometimes Luke even gets to see him smile.

Michael - Suspicious, Bad Vibes Bad Vibes, He questions Simeon and Luke extensively about Michael but never receives a full answer on what the angel is really like. He desperately wants to meet Michael just to see what all of the fuss is about, and maybe to get angel Lucifer pictures.

Taxike- (oc) Close Friends, Taxike Miyuno and Kie have a close relationship despite their differing personalities. Kie partakes in many of Taxike's hijinks against Lucifer, even the potentially deadly ones.

[With Humans]

Solomon - Close Friends, Just like Miyuno and Solomon, Kie and Solomon became close after returning to the human world. The three of them would often meet up and Solomon would show them glimpses of what once was. Kie learns a lot from Solomon and takes a special interest in binding spells and talismens.

Favorite Things About the Devildom

[Favorite Job(s)] Library

[Favorite Place(s) to Hang at] Lucifer's study, Mammon's room, Levi's room

[Favorite Food(s)] Anything Sweet. Loves Apple juice.

[Favorite Class Subject(s)] Spells and Hexes

[Favorite Devildom Version of Something from the Human World - Be Creative!] He enjoys all of the strange anime and pop idols only released in the devildom, also loves the minefield of what could or could not kill him in food.

Least Favorite Things About the Devildom

[Least Favorite Job(s)] Majolish

[Least Favorite Places to Go] Asmodeus's room, The Castle

[Least Favorite Foods] Spicy food, turnips

[Disliked Class Subject(s)] He doesn't hate any part, the little nerd

[Stuff that Can be Considered a Negative About the Devildom] It doesn't have his sister.