#gonna be honest i reblog those games to get my mind rolling on ocs

[cricketfox]

for the ask game do bling favorite and texture with your favorite character!

thanks for the ask! my mc for infamous is rotting my brain rn so i'll exorcise him a little here. stupid sexy ace fontaine

bling: what jewelry does your oc wear? does it have any meaning?

ace has a massive collection of jewelry that he rotates out according to mood and inclination, the only common denominator of which being it's all primarily silver/chrome. necklaces, bracelets, piercings, and a metric fuckton of rings-- he's got it all, baby! i imagine some of them have emotional significance as gifts from friends and loved ones, but beyond that the only meaning they really have is he's a crow and likes shiny things

favorite: does your oc have a favorite article of clothing or accessory? what is it? what's the meaning behind it? do they wear it all the time or do they wear it sparingly to keep it safe?

i hc that he still has some of seven's things from after the breakup that he left behind in ace's apartment, and ace would never admit it but sometimes he wears one of seven's bandannas around his neck. rarely (if ever) in public, just something to remind him of a happier time. i can't imagine the shrimp emotions seven would feel if a paparazzi snapped a photo of ace just out and about, years after their split, casually still wearing something of seven's... but i AM rubbing my gay little hands together thinking about it

texture: does your oc favor any specific kinds of cloth or textures? is there anything they can't wear or don't like? what sort of fabrics do they prefer?

ace doesn't strike me as the type to be terribly picky or ever uncomfortable in something he chose to wear; i don't think he'd like dressing up formally for a red carpet or something similar. not because of what he's forced to wear, but because of all the stupid rules about it. what do you mean he has to wear a shirt? what do you MEAN he has to wear SHOES? he'll do it but he'll grumble the whole time. he's the bane of orion's existence

[lettersofwrittencollective]

The Pull (26/?)

Summary: The Ragnulf’s are one of the oldest lines of werewolves known. A gift from ancient times was given to the line. Though not all of the line will experience it. There are some who will experience a Pull. This Pull leads them to their true mate, a soulmate. The problem is, just because the wolf finds their true mate does not mean that they are the same for that person. .

Author: @lettersofwrittencollective

Pairing: S Stiles x Hale!Cousin OC (Reader)

ReaderWord count: 2617

A/N: I swear, I am not intentionally putting Void. He is coming:) Anyways let me know what you think of this scene! Let me know if you want to see more! Truthfully, interaction gives me life! So, comment, reblog, send me smashed keyboards, anything works 😘

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“I’m sorry you did what now?!”

“Tasha it wasn’t that bad! Allison's dad was there and it’s not like anyone actually got hurt. Plus we found out what the things are and that apparently it’s a Nogitsune that they’re looking for” Isaac tried to defend himself, putting his hands up in an attempt to placate you.

You growl at him somewhat menacingly and he seems surprised by your actions but before he can dig himself into a deeper grave, you point out, “Ok let’s not even dive into the supernatural aspect of the issues with you meeting up with the Yakuza. It’s the freaking Yakuza! You don’t just meet them and then go on your merry way and act like it never happened! There’s going to be things that come up later. God forbid you ever want to work in law enforcement, guess what that’s not an option anymore!” By this point, you’ve raised your voice and are just short of yelling at him while you pace back and forth, motioning at him in your agitated state.

“Tasha...”

“No Isaac! Did you know that the Yakuza has their own werewolves? Rumor is there’s even an evolved kanima amongst them. Not to mention they have different kitsune at different ranks!”

“Yeah, we actually um- met one of the werewolves.”

You freeze as the ice runs down your spine at those words. Slowly, you turn back to face Isaac as you school your features into a hard mask. You’re praying that he’s joking, that there wasn’t actually a meeting with the Yakuza a few days ago let alone one that had a werewolf present but his face is serious. He’s not trying to hold back a smirk or a laugh and you realize that he’s being serious.

“Do you realize how lucky you are that they let you walk away alive?”

“Yeah,” Isaac rubbed the back of his neck and this time you weren’t sure if it was because he was nervous or because he was upset, “Apparently the main guy owed Allison's dad.”

“That’s really not that reassuring. Besides, you do realize you’re not gonna get that lucky again in the future, right?” Your voice was small, terrified at the prospect of what was to come. He took a step towards you, calling your name, softly, and you stepped back while shaking your head. “This isn’t a game Isaac.”

Isaac took another step towards you and pulled you into a hug, “I know. If it makes you feel better, Allison's dad wasn’t comfortable with the whole thing either.”

Hugging him back, you breathed in his scent and listened to his heartbeat for a minute to ensure that he was alive. It’s a scent that has become as comforting as Aarics or Ro’s though not as soothing.

You’d had a sense of foreboding all afternoon. It’s been a couple of days since the Oni attack at the McCall house but you’d found yourself more and more anxious as time went on. While none of your friends or yourself had been killed by the creatures, you hadn’t been able to relax since that night.

Scott had caught Stiles up on what was going on while waiting for Rafael. Stiles has been worried about everyone but particularly Lydia but Scott had been able to reassure him. You had confirmed with Scott that he and Kira had also had the kanji for self on their necks and since then had been trying to figure out why yours was different.

Once you’ve confirmed with your own senses that Isaac is, in fact, alive and well you step back from him. As your stepping back, you feel your phone buzz and Scott is yelling for Isaac. He sounds stressed out but your phone is ringing and it’s late so while Isaac runs out of the room, you check your phone.

Seeing the contact, you swipe and lift the phone to your ear, “What’s up Ro?”

“Hey kid, so you didn’t hear this from me cause we’re still not sure and dad doesn’t want you to know just yet but, as your brother, I think you should know.” you’re about to ask what it is he’s talking about but he doesn’t give you a chance, he’s speaking so fast you can barely keep up with what he’s saying, “You know how you had asked if your mate could be human? Now we aren’t sure but we did find a mate that wasn’t a werewolf and we’re trying to find more on her. ”

You didn’t completely understand what your brother was trying to tell you and you’re sure that bein as tired as you are isn’t helping the situation. He’s talking about a priestess of some sort and you’re not sure but suddenly Isaacs calling your name and when you turn to him he says, “We gotta go. Somethings wrong with Stiles.”

“Ro I gotta call you back,” you say and hang up the phone, grabbing your hoodie before making your way out of the room to follow Isaac down the stairs.  

As you’re making your way down the stairs, Scott's phone is vibrating again, he answers and while you don’t usually like to listen in on cell phones because of the high frequency, you pay attention this time, “Hey, Stiles.”

“Did you call him? Did you call my dad?” You can hear the panic and fear in Stiles’ voice and share a look with Isaac. This is bad.

“No,” Scott assures and shakes his head, as if Stiles can see the motion. “Just Isaac and Natasha. We’re coming to find you. Can you figure out where you are? Try to find something to tell us where to look.”

“It’s a basement. I don’t… I think… I think I’m in some kind of... some kind of  basement.”

“Stiles is it a house?” you ask loudly.

Thankfully, he seems to hear you and, a moment later he’s saying, “No, it looks bigger. Like it’s industrial.”  The more that he talks, the more it sounds like he’s on the verge of tears and you can hear the shake in his voice when he says, “I think there’s a furnace but it’s cold. It’s freezing down here. I gotta… I gotta turn the phone off, Scott. It’s going to die.”

“Stiles wait,” you say at the same time that Scott asks him to wait.

Thankfully, it seems that Stiles listens as the line does not go silent and Scott asks, “What else is there, what do you see?”

“The phone’s dying I can’t talk,” he repeats, the frustration evident in his voice and while you don’t blame him you also don’t know how else to help if you can’t get information from him. Suddenly, Stiles is whispering and there’s a different kind of terror to his voice. “I have to go. Please...” he begs.

“Stiles, why you whispering?”

There’s a moment that’s tense and a knot forms in your stomach as you meet Scotts eyes. The next words out of Stiles’ mouth cause the Alphas face to pale considerably, “Cause, I think there’s someone in here with me.” Then the line goes silent.

Shit.

You look at Isaac and then Scott. No one says anything for a moment and you’re sure that they’re trying to put together a list of places where they can check but really, where is there to go?

“We need to call his dad,” you say as you go to reach for your phone. It’s as you realize that it’s not in your pocket that Scott grabs your arm.

“I promised I wouldn’t,” the young Alpha tells you with all seriousness, a pleading look on his face.

“Why would you do that?!” you practically hiss at him. “Of all the things -”

“Natasha he begged me not to.” 

“That’s not how that works Scott!” you yell as you throw your hands up, in exasperation, “He is missing and we need to call in his dad.”

“Natasha, please? I promised?” He looks torn and a part of you does feel bad for snapping. This is his friend and his territory so he’s gonna know better than you would about what his friend can and cannot handle. 

Crossing your arms, you huff, and glare at him before saying, through gritted teeth, “Fine, where do you want to start?”

You get it, you really do and, if you're honest with yourself, if you were at home and it was Aaric or Ro who had asked you then you probably would have agreed not to say a word.

Scott looks surprised that you agreed and you’re already regretting the decision. Just as you’re about to tell him to forget it, he seems to make up his mind. “Let’s start at his house. Get the freshest possible scent and go from there. I’m sure we’ll be able to track him.”

“What if someone else took him?” Isaac asks and you turn to him, giving him a look that you hope indicates how much he is not being helpful in this situation.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Scott shaking his head. “He was probably sleepwalking. But if someone else did take him, then there’ll be a scent there that shouldn’t be and we can track both of them.”

“Alright then let’s go.”

The three of you are out of the house and on your respective bikes moments later and making your way towards the Stilinski household. You can feel the worry and anxiety rolling off Scott and, surprisingly, off Isaac.

As you ride, your instinct decides that now is the perfect time to speak up, We should be going after him.

We are but we have to have his scent.

Do you really think we don’t know it?

And what happens if we’re wrong? Hmmm, you ask your instincts, If we get this wrong he could end up dead. Remember when we agreed that death happens to those around you? I happen to like these people. Sherriff would be devastated if something happened to Stiles and we know that Melissa and Scott wouldn’t take it well. Not to mention, I happen to like the kid. He’s passionate, funny, caring. He may be human but he’s someone I want on my side when a fight comes.

Your instincts are silent for a moment and you wonder if perhaps you’ve said or done something wrong. But a moment later, you can feel the growl in your chest, Then let’s get the scent and go.

Getting to the Stilinski house, you put your bike in park. A quick glance around and you realize that you recognize a car parked across the street.

As the group of you walk into the house, you ask the boys, “Why is Aidens car is parked across the street?”

To their credit, neither of them stop though they do hurry up and Scott has a key to let himself in, though he ends up not needing it. As soon as you enter the door, your hit by both Aiden and Lydias scents within the house.

Running now, you make your way up the stairs and find both Lydia and Aiden in Stiles’ room.

“How did you know? Did he call you too?” Scotts asking the redhead.

Meanwhile, you shake your head, “Lydia for the love of Odin please tell me that this wasn’t a feeling that you go.”

Lydia shakes her head, “I heard it.”

“Don’t ask,” Aiden warns, “It gets more confusing when you ask.”

“Guys,” you step past the two of them towards the bed.

“Not as confusing as that,” Lydia points out. There are red strings tied to a pair of scissors that have been stabbed into the middle of the mattress. The opposite ends are attached to different pictures.

“He uses red for the unsolved cases,” you whisper, remembering the night you’d worked on Barrow. Blue’s just pretty.

“Maybe he thinks he’s part of an unsolved case.”

“Or is an unsolved case.”

“Aiden, Isaac…” You turn to face them, “I will deball you if you keep it up.”

They both look at you, a look of scrutinization on their faces. You figure that they’re trying to determine if you’re serious or not and so you offer then a fanged smile before turning back to the pictures the red strings connect to. Eyes bouncing from picture to picture again, it takes you a moment to figure they’re probably not connected, “Scott w need to go find him.”

“Hold on,” Lydia begins, “is he still out there? You don’t know where he is?”

Scott tries to defend himself again and Aiden must feel your agitation because he reaches out and squeezes your shoulder. What you can’t seem to understand is why everyone else seems so calm in this.

“What else did he say?” Lydias asking.

“Somethings wrong with his leg. He’s bleeding.”

“I’m sorry what?” you turn to Scott. “You didn’t say that at the house. We need to go to the cops.”

Aiden backs you up, “Natasha’s right, tonight’s the coldest night of the year. It’s going to drop into the 20’s.”

“Wait, hold on-” Lydia cuts off the pending argument. “You haven’t told his dad?” When Scott doesn’t say anything, she clarifies, “Stiles is bleeding and freezing and you didn’t call his dad?”

“He made me promise not to. We can find him by scent. If he was sleepwalking, he couldn’t have gotten far, right?”

“You guys didn’t notice his jeeps gone did you?”

“That was probably my fault,” you say, raising your hand and addressing Aiden,  “I was more distracted with your car.”

Lydia’s pulled out her phone and is going through her contacts, “You promised you wouldn’t call his dad. I didn’t.”

“I’m with her, Scott. Sherriff’s gonna have more resources.”

“Wait, you guys, I can get more help. I can call Derek-”

“Already texted him, Peter, too for that matter.”

Scott gives you a look but continues, “I can call Allison.”

“Everyone except for the cops! Great idea!” Lydia snaps and you don’t blame her. You’re about two seconds from taking off to look for Stiles on your own. Roscoe may smell like other cars but the paint does have a small difference to it. If you can figure that out then maybe…

“You guys remember she only gets these feelings when someone’s about to die, right?” Aiden says and you walk past them towards the front of the house, pulling off your hoodie as you go.

Isaac calls your name and you ignore him. You would have outrun him but you needed to get your shoes off in order to be able to shift and when you’d stopped he’d grabbed your arm. Turning, you snarled at him but he tightened his grip.

“Natasha, we’re gonna go to the station right now.”

“Why is it that only me and Lydia are worried about him right now? Scotts just hanging out like his so-called best friend isn’t potentially dying and I get that you and Aiden aren’t his biggest fans but come on, he’s supposed to be pack and you don’t leave pack behind… we have to keep him safe.”

Isaac looks at you and tilts his head “hey - we’re gonna find him. I promise.”

Before you can respond, Scotts come down the stairs, “Lydia said there’s something here. She and Aiden are gonna stay behind. Follow me.”

“How long till we get there?”

“5 minutes in normal traffic.”

“Well, we’re in a rush. Better make it 3,” you say as you get on your bike and the three of you ride out of the neighborhood like Hades’ hellhounds are after you.

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Posted 22 May 2019

[meggannn]

character name origins

this was inspired by a post I saw a few days ago that I’ve been thinking about ever since that asked people how their OCs were named. the original idea, I assume, was to reblog the post and answer in the tags/comments, but I immediately knew whatever I wrote was gonna turn out to be an essay because I overthink absolutely everything, so I decided to make my own post.

so here I go, an essay nobody else will care about but me: “how my OCs got their names in canon, and how I picked them” (unsurprisingly, Shepard’s is the longest)

lydia shepard

> how I picked it

I was drawn to the nickname Lyd because it could pass as a name in a ME future timeline, it’s androgynous, and also monosyllabic, since I think orphans growing up would be more likely to address and know each other by words that are easier to pronounce, and stick with them into adulthood or until they chose to rebrand themselves.

(I have an old friend who goes by Lyd, who I realized later was probably a subconscious source of inspiration. my Shep is from London, and my friend was also a Londoner when we first met, something I genuinely didn’t realize until after I’d decided on Shepard’s origin story anyway. I’m sure if the friend ends up reading this there will be a significant amount of eye-rolling.)

> canon explanation

The origin of her name is wrapped up an ongoing struggle as I try to figure out what Lydia’s actual birth name is. (for the moment I’ve tentatively settled on Lijuan, tho that is subject to change. I’m almost positive I want her birth name to be Chinese, for reasons described below.) my idea is that, after her parents lost her (another long story), years of being shuffled around from orphanages to shelters to the streets shortened her birth name until it became mostly unrecognizable. ‘Lijuan’ became ‘Lyd’ which she later extrapolated as an adult, and assumed her full name should just be ‘Lydia.’

this is where I start thinking way too deeply into stuff that doesn’t really matter, so bear with me or feel free to skip ahead. Lyd’s name is is also wrapped up in my struggles to incorporate what I think we’d naturally see in 200 years in the future: most of the East being taken over almost entirely by Western influences as human beings become more biracial. I think Lyd’s parents would make a conscious choice to name her something traditional to their language instead of subscribing to a Western name, as a small attempt to keep their culture alive. (were they xenophobic? ...possibly. I’m tossing the idea around.) so the fact that Lyd ends up taking a Western name anyway (an English-speaking city with mostly white faces pronouncing a foreign name) is quite sad but I also meant to symbolize the cultural dysphoria she faces as a POC in England wrapped up in her experiences as a homeless child on the streets and a gangster out of necessity, and later as a famous soldier unwittingly becoming a part of galactic military space where humans as a species also experience extreme cultural dysphoria. (haha, me? projecting my identity problems onto my characters? no way!)

anyway. Shepard is a name she picked for herself since she doesn’t remember her parents’ names and wouldn’t have the first clue how to look them up. (even if she did, she makes a very conscious choice not to think about her parentage. I think she’s afraid of what she’ll discover if she finds them.) I used to play with the idea that “Shepherd” was the name of someone she knew who might’ve raised or looked out for her on the streets, and on enlisting she decided to take that name for lack of any other, but due to illiteracy she ended up misspelling it. I ultimately decided that I like the sound of Shepard choosing her own name from scratch, purposefully naming herself after someone most humans can agree was brave, intelligent, and an adventurer, all things she privately wished she could be but also felt as though she was herself up for failure by aligning herself with. She was embarrassed by her private interest for traveling the universe, even though she never seriously thought she’d ever get the chance, so when picking a surname to put on her documents she decided to look into astronauts, and well... “Armstrong” was a little too obvious.

valeria hawke

> how I picked it

I picked this name ages ago, and to be honest I’ve been falling out of love with it lately so I’ve been going by the default “Marian” as I consider other options. but I picked it because I’ve always loved the name Valerie, but it didn’t sound like a medieval name, so I looked up older versions, and found the Latin “Valeria.” I really wish there were more thought to it than that, but sadly no. 

(now as it’s been a few years since I first played DA2, I’ve grown more fond of “Marian” because some translations mark it up as “rebellion” which seems particularly appropriate for the DA2 narrative. for my own sake though, I generally like to name my OCs something to differentiate them in my own mind from the default; even though they tend to share the same traits I know everyone views the default differently, so giving my Hawke her own name is a way of dividing the line for me between “what fandom agrees is default Hawke” vs “default Hawke with my headcanons that can essentially be called my character.” so that’s the one thing preventing me from using Marian for my Hawke, really. if it sounds like a stupid reason that’s probably because it is.)

eta: i’ve changed it to “anita” because honestly i just like that prettier. in sanskrit it means “leader” and “without guile” (ironic, considering).

> canon explanation

In the real world, it means “to be strong,” so assuming that translates to the Thedas common tongue, I liked the idea of Malcolm and Leandra naming their first kid something ridiculously sentimental. I mean, they’re the kind of romantics to fall in love despite all reason, get pregnant, run away to another country and never talk to their families again. I can definitely see them picking something cheesy for their first kid’s name (who was conceived while Malcolm was still an illegal apostate and Leandra was engaged to someone else iirc. like, come on, that’s textbook fairytale, of course it was doomed to end badly, and of course their kid was doomed to have a rough life built on their mistakes).

to my knowledge “Valeria” primarily has a history of usage in Spanish and Italian, and it’s originally Latin (since it’s from the Latin word “valere”). this jibes with my Hawke family, who is mixed because I said so. I really like the idea of Malcolm not being from Ferelden or the Marches, and that “Hawke” is a name he chose himself to blend into Ferelden; I’ve seen some headcanon he has roots in Tevinter, which is interesting, though I’ve largely settled on the idea of him being Antivan. so if Italian = Antivan, then... there we go.

monica ryder

> how I picked it

I genuinely can’t recall the moment I decided "yes, this is the one for me” but I always knew who my facecast would be (mixed actress Lindsay Morgan). so knowing my Ryder was visibly mixed/racially ambiguous from the get-go, when I chose the name later, I think I was drawn to the fact that the name Monica has a history of use in many languages, and quite simply, I just liked how “Monica Ryder” sounds on the tongue.

> canon explanation

I think Ellen and Alec split naming the kids down the middle (Monica was probably Ellen’s pick, and Scott was Alec’s), but literally that’s all I’ve got so far, lol. (I kinda wanted to keep the name Sara as a middle name, but “Monica Sara Ryder” doesn’t sound quite right to me... I’m working on it.)

gemma cousland

(DAO doesn’t give me any good caps and the DAI CC failed me, so please pretend this girl actually looks EA instead of a white girl after her first trip to Hot Topic, lol.)

> how I picked it

I’ve always associated the name “Gemma” with royalty for some reason, so when I started my first Origins game as a female rogue I guess I figured it was a safe, lore-compliant option and just went with it. later I realized I was probably influenced by Gemma Doyle from the Great and Terrible Beauty trilogy, which was a favorite of mine growing up.

> canon explanation

ah... I really haven’t thought of it. I don’t even have a reason for why an Asian family would be nobility in Thedas’s England equivalent, much less why they would name their kid a non-EA name if they’re the traditional sort, but not much makes sense in Thedas anyway. Gemma is Italian from the word “gem” or “jewel,” so I’ll just pretend the Couslands were that particular brand of superstitious boring noble parents that thought naming their only daughter after something shiny would mean she would have a simple life. lol.

reyna mahariel

(I haven’t gotten around to making her in the DAI CC yet, whoops)

> how I picked it

Another one of those “it sounded nice to my ears and I had already been staring at the ‘choose your name’ screen for over ten minutes and just needed to pick something” situations. Reyna is Spanish for “queen,” but there’s not meant to be any correlation or implications there. I picked it because it honestly just sounded nice.

> canon explanation

of course the most logical follow-up question is, if Reyna is a traditionally noble European name, why give it to a Dalish elf who’s never known a speck of luxury in her life? erm... I’m gonna pull the fictional universe card and say it’s a fantasy RPG, who cares.

Reyna has a lot of variations (Raina, Reina, Regina) and “queen” is the most common meaning, but one translation marks it down as once meaning “song,” which I kind of like. so, continuing the theme of parents giving their kids symbolic names and their hopes later getting flushed down the toilet as the kids get swept up into preventing disasters and dealing with the fallout of various apocalyptic scenarios... I run with the idea that Reyna’s parents wanted her to grow up as a musician or Dalish equivalent of a bard, which Reyna tossed out the window as soon as she picked up a bow and decided she was going to be a huntress, thank you very much.

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THIS GOT WAY TOO LONG AND IF YOU ACTUALLY READ ANY OF IT, GENUINE PROPS TO YOU