#i love my ocs soooo much they are so cute and silly to me :]c

[thecryptidwizard]

oc memes. part. um. five or something!! ya!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[dykeyote]

characters for the ask game you say 👀- soren, gerry, kevin and marisol if you wish?

YESSSSSS

SOREN BALTIMORE

how i feel about him: I LOVE HIM SOOOO MUCH HES LIKE . hes my second fav chara but hes THIS close to being tied with jedidiah and if u cant tell from like . everything about my acc thats HIGH praise

all the people i ship w him: sydney and marie-ann altho i usually see the latter as being sort of unlabeled and fluctuating between platonic and romantic (: i can be enticed into romantic sonnel from time to time but i usually prefer them to be queerplatonic which leads us to .....

fav platonic dynamic: QUEERPLATONIC SONNEL SOLOS UR FAV

my unpopular opinion: idk if i haaave one . this isnt like DISCOURSEY but its that i think sydsoren is good and cute and more people should like it

one thing i wish had happened: MAKE HIM INTERACT MORE WITH MARIE-ANN NOW. NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also rowan too bc i think that would be an interesting parallel

GERRY KEAY

how i feel about him: surprisingly for a transmasc in the tma fandom ..... ive never been a huge gerry girlie . hes cool and all but he confused me at the start bc i kept mixing Gerard up with Jared bc my audio processing issues and americanness combined to destroy me so i think that made it tricky for me to get into him . hes cool tho

all the people i ship w him: nobody strongly . if i see cute ship fanart im like aw! thats nice and then i move on

fav platonic dynamic: queerplatonic jongerry solos ur fav

unpopular opinion: honestly just that i dont care about him that much ..... sorry gerry fans . hes cool and i like his design but im just like . hes there

one thing i wish had happened: YO I JUST HAD A REALIZATION . GERRY KEAY AND OLIVER BANKS WOULD BE A COOL DYNAMIC . idk if theyve ever interacted in the show but if they havent they should

KEVIN DESERT BLUFFS

how i feel about him: OH YOU ALREADY FUCKING KNOW IM INSANE CRAZY ABOUT HIM OH MY GOD . hes one of my favorite characters of all time honestly ive been obsessed with him since 2019 wtnvs been my special interest for years and hes a HUGE focal point of it . i love him so much <3333 evil little skrunkly

all the people i ship him with: carlos mainly but charlevin is cute too . im a kevlos girlie at heart but if charlevin is written well i can get into it too especially if its radioscientology . i made this silly little oc that dated him in 2019 and im sure he was very badly written but i have a soft spot for them so ill include them . maybe ill rewrite them with the gf someday

fav platonic dynamic; i LOOOOOOVE his dynamic with vanessa and i love his dynamic with lauren too . gay/lesbian solidarity vs gay/lesbian antagonism

unpopular opinion: OH I HAVE SO MANY . a: kevlos is good actually and i like it more than charlevin i dont Dislike charlevin but im just more interested in kevlos as a dynamic. b: i have literally no interest in arcs that make kevin all sweet and non-bloody and shy its so boring let him be fucked up AND heal from his trauma. c: he didnt abuse or gaslight carlos in taking off he was a shitty friend but theres far FAR more evidence to suggest that it was simply the fault of him not being very good at social interaction and having severely unhealthy behaviors due to his trauma that he needs to work on before him and carlos can be in a healthy relationship than there is for him actually trying to manipulate carlos in some way

one thing i wish happened: i wish we saw more of kevin and carlos's relationship before they left . the shit in uhhhhh the buying of lot 37 drove me INSANE . in the goddamn MEMBRANE . and i wouldve loved to see some in the show ): ..... but i doubt it

MARISOL YUCHENGCO

how i feel about her: I LOVE HER SO MUCH .... shes so cute <3 underrated honestly make more marisol content now!!! NOW!!!!!!!!!! she gives me nice fuzzy feelings

all the people i ship with her: OMG IVE GOTTA CHECK MY FUCKING . i made a ship chart for chnt which is embarrassing but useful bc i have so many goddamn ships in htat fucking camp. i like her with salem OBVI but im also fond of her with yvonne and rowan and fennel on occasion (: 

fav platonic dynamic: again probably sydney (: i also think her and joshua would be an interesting dynamic oddly ?? idk what that interaction would Be but i think itd be interesting to play out

unpopular opinion: she would be liked way better by the fanbase at large if her and salem were both guys and nobody really seems to want to admit that

one thing that i wish happened: just more of her honestly (: and more of her relationship with salem . theyre CUTE i want more of my girlies .....

[chronicfangirling]

Crystal Snow (Namjoon ver.) - First Snow

Pairing: Namjoon x OC Genre: Romance, encounters with beautiful idols, impromptu dates, Christmas kisses--no mistletoe necessary, koi no yokan, love and its possibilities Words: 2073 Summary: Kim Namjoon can make the impossible possible--even first snow in Melbourne. A/N: The poem “Snow” is by Kim Jonghae and obviously not mine.

Crystal Snow (Christmas with hyung line) Seokjin ver. | Yoongi ver. | Hoseok ver. | Namjoon ver.

(2017 December 24)

"Snowflakes are light, for they carry each other on their backs. The falling snow is comforting. Watching the snowflakes rub their cheeks upon one another’s backs is pleasing. As the snow falls, I wish I could carry someone with me."

Noeul finished reciting the poem and enthusiastic applause from the back of the room rose over the polite smattering of claps. She raised her gaze from her tablet and gave Namjoon a surreptitious V-sign. The teacher thanked her and with the close of poetry sharing, the day's workshop also ended. She made her way to her seat where Namjoon was waiting for her. Even though her rucksack dwarfed his leather clutch, he made no move to help her. She didn't mind--she had learned from the first day they met that he didn't offer superfluous help to women just to look good. Together, they walked out of the room and headed for the main entrance of the building.

"You read Kim Jonghae?" he asked.

"I've become acquainted with his work very recently," she replied. "But I thought that was a wonderful poem."

"A poem about snow is an unusual choice for the summer," he remarked.

"I guess I'm just dreaming of a white Christmas." As they stepped out into the thankfully mild afternoon sun, she waved at the bright greenery lining the streets of Melbourne. "And dreaming and dreaming."

"Longing for first snow then?" He grinned impishly. "Did you know that if you experience the first snowfall of winter with someone, you'll be together for a long time? This is something we say in South Korea."

"That does sound romantic," she mused, charmed by the dimples on his cheeks. Look at me, trying to flirt with Kim Namjoon. Not succeeding, but at least I'm able to try. If someone had told me last week that the internationally famous Kim Namjoon would be temporarily joining my poetry workshop in an effort to improve his English and lyrics, and we'd be chatting about poets and romantic traditions, I would've called them crazy.

"But logically, don't you think it makes sense?" He adjusted the wire-rimmed glasses perched on his nose and wagged a finger. "If you happen to catch the first snowfall with a certain person, it either means you're often together, or you went out of your way to catch it with them. Either way, it would make sense that such a valued relationship would persist."

Her dreamy musings thus shattered, she shook her head. "By all means, romance me with a clinical dissection of what's meant to be the sweetest of Korean sentimentalities."

He bumped into corner street sign, but hardly seemed to notice as he gawked at her. "Y-You... you want to be romanced?"

"What?" She blinked back at him, and blurted out: "I was just... I was just teasing you!"

"Ah, hahah... okay." Chuckling a little too hard, he turned the corner with her. They walked in stiff silence for a few seconds, then he frowned. "Hey! I can be romantic."

"I'm sure." She inadvertently snorted, and covered her mouth and nose in embarrassment, but he was too busy being aggrieved to make fun of her about it.

"Han Noeul." He was almost cross-eyed as he narrowed his eyes at her.  "I'm in one of South Korea's top boybands, not to brag. Romance is our bread and butter."

"I thought it was social awareness, diss tracks, and homoerotic subtext,” she bantered, winking at him before pushing the door of the little coffee shop she worked at and entering.

"That too," he conceded, as he followed her inside. "But my point still stands, I can be a romantic, Han Noeul. And I'll prove it to you."

"I'll settle for good tickets when you next have a concert here." She tied on her apron and made him a fresh iced Americano so he can be on his way.

***

Sarensaku: It snows a lot in Japan, but in Tokyo, it rarely lasts long enough to make that white Christmas of your dreams. @Han_Noeul

Lying on her bed, Noeul examined her online friend's Instagram. Despite being one hour behind, it was completely dark in Tokyo--all the better to show the brilliance of the gold-lit trees lining the park. It was very pretty, but it was no white Christmas either. With a sigh, she pressed 'like' and started to write a comment, but flinched when she heard a scuffle from her window. She listened for a few minutes and heard nothing; she had already dismissed it as a figment of her imagination when a glass pane shattered and a large round pebble hurtled through it, to land rolling on the floor.

"What the..." She jumped up and peered through the broken window. "Kim Namjoon! I should've known."

"Sorry, sorry!" On the lawn below, Namjoon bowed several times, his hands pressed together. "I just wanted to call you down here."

"That's what phones are for!" she griped.

He shrugged. "That's one option."

"It's the better option." She stared down at him, arms crossed over her chest, and he stuck out his bottom lip in an attempt to cute his way back into her good graces. Grumbling, she relented. "Wait for me."

She hurried down the stairs, telling her roommates to go ahead and start the Christmas movie marathon and dinner without her as she passed by the living room, and out the shared house. Namjoon stood by the unkempt hedges spilling unto the lawn. She was about to scold him some more, but that dimpled smile of his literally stopped her in her tracks. He seemed so soft and golden in the late evening sun, that she found herself at a loss for words.

"Umm... did you know that Japan gets a lot of snow but it melts pretty fast in Tokyo?" she said, trying to ignore the intense throbbing in her chest. "So, it's not exactly a white Christmas there either."

He nodded. "I know. It's the same for many big cities."

"Of course you know, you're in a new city everytime I leave the house," she groused.

"I didn't mean to be a know-it-all." His dimpled smile faltered.

"It's not that, it's just..." It's just that you're so much more sophisticated and accomplished, and it makes me feel like I shouldn't even be talking to you. She tried to sound more upbeat. "That white Christmas dream isn't so simple after all."

"Speaking of that..." As his excitement bubbled, his smile--and his dimples--returned. "Close your eyes."

"What?"

"Close your eyes!" He grabbed her shoulders, swiveled her around so she was facing the house, and covered her eyes with one hand. "Come on!"

"Fine." She kept her eyes closed and felt him remove his hand. Then she heard the creaking of wheels and the unmistakable whirring of machinery. "What's that? Kim Namjoon, if you manage to plow down my house, you're soooo gonna get it."

"That’s what she said." There was an awkward pause, and she heard the thudding of feet, as if he was stamping them in embarrassment. "Ugh... please pretend I didn't say that."

She raised an eyebrow, belatedly remembering that she had her back turned to him. "Did you just... ��did you make a dirty joke? One that should’ve been buried in 2010?"

"Please forget about it!" he begged. He muttered in a lower voice: "This is what living with six other guys does..."

"Is it just me, or is it getting cold?" she asked, rubbing her arms, only half-covered with her school shirt.

"It's not just you." She felt his hands on her shoulders again. "Now open your eyes."

"Is it even safe?" She opened her eyes to white flakes fluttering upon her lashes. "This is..."

"Snow!" he exclaimed. She whirled around and barely registered the snow machine on a cart behind him, enthralled by his proud grin. "How does it feel to finally experience your first snow? Doesn't it warm your heart and make it glow?"

"This isn't my first snow," she protested, with a playful slap on his shoulder. "It's not like I've never been to the mountains before, silly!"

"Everyone knows that 'first snow' only counts when it's Christmas season," he claimed, smirking smugly. "So, this is your first 'first snow,' ever."

"Such illogical words from a supposed genius." She poked at his forehead. Putting down her hand slowly, she gazed into his eyes and whispered: "Thank you."

"So you liked it?" he murmured. "Was that romantic enough for you?"

"Of course I liked it. And it was very romantic." Catching a pure crystal in her palm, she watched it melt into nothing more than a teardrop. "No one has ever gone through such trouble for me."

"It can't be called romance if it wasn't even the least bit troublesome," he asserted in his too-logical way. She was about to rib him for ruining the moment, but he caught a snowflake and pressed it into his hands. Peering at it curiously when he offered it to her, she saw that he had kept it into a chilled microscope slide, preserved with superglue. "Here. You can keep a bit of first snow with you until your next white Christmas."

Cradling the snowflake in her hands, she debated with herself for a moment, then ventured: "Hey. Do you think, do you want--maybe you can come in for a while?" She gestured towards the house and devolved into babbling to cover her nervousness. "There's not much, just pizza and beer, but still--we're doing a movie marathon too, of Christmas movies..."

"I..." Before he could say more, an alarm went off. He scrambled to retrieve his phone from his pocket, dropping it on the ground, picking it up, then switching it off. "Noeul..."

"You have to go, right?" She pocketed the slide and forced herself to smile.

"Yeah." He pressed his lips together and nodded. "We actually have a show tomorrow, so I should've taken an earlier flight... I just wanted to spend one more day here, take one more lesson, and have this one more moment..."

"I understand. Thank you, Kim Namjoon. For everything." She waved as he turned to go, and called after him: "Break a leg! I mean--fighting!"

He left the lawn. Five seconds later, he trailed back and stood right in front of her, leaning down close to her face. "Wait. I wanted to ask something."

She gulped, flustered by the proximity. "Ask what?"

"If possible, mayIhaveakissplease?" he mumbled.

"What?" she gasped.

"May I have a kiss?" he asked, his eyes wide and unblinking as he waited for her answer.

She gaped at him, unsure if she heard him right. But she realized he did ask what she thought he had asked when he glimpsed at her lips. "Of course!" she exclaimed.

He blinked several times. "Really?"

"Yes!" She threw her arms around his neck and raised her chin expectantly. Namjoon pecked her on the lips, and when he drew back, there was a snowflake on his nose. Both of them chuckling, they kissed again, their laughter fading as the kiss grew heated in the midst of their personal flurry.

When they pulled apart, Namjoon licked his lips. "Well, that was..."

"Yeah, it was," she agreed.

"Thanks. For the kiss." He blushed a bright red, and he added: "Err, and in general. Bye." He tripped over the cord of the snow machine as he walked backwards. "Oops. Umm, someone will pick this up in the morning." Picking himself up, he switched off the machine and waved.

Muffling her giggles with her hand, she waved at him again. "See you!"

"Goodbye!" And with that, Kim Namjoon disappeared, leaving a dusting of summer snow in his wake.

***

(2017 December 25)

"Where's my snowflake?" Noeul demanded. "That microscope slide in the freezer, where is it?"

Draped on the kitchen island, her hungover roommates groaned. "Don't keep science experiments in the freezer."

"It's not a science experiment!" She hurried to the trash, wincing, but she didn't let that deter her from unearthing her precious slide. Having been taken out of the freezer too early, her first snowflake was now slightly deformed. She sighed, then an idea struck her and she rushed out of the house.

But on the lawn were a bunch of men in uniform wheeling the snow machine away. "Are, are you taking it away now?" She clutched at the cart.

"Yeah, we got orders to retrieve the equipment." They exchanged looks and asked. "Is there some kind of problem, ma'am?"

"No... nothing." She released the cart and let the men go their way.

Noeul hesitated, then braced herself and called the number that Namjoon had used that one time he had called her to ask about the writing assignment. An automated message responded: "Your call could not be connected, please check the number and try again."

"I guess that was a burner phone." She ended the call and gazed at her snowflake. Slightly misshapen, but still beautiful.

I hope that my next first snow will still be with you.

[mol4sses]

Hi! I found your art through facebook (an undertale group I liked!) and wow! youre so silly and dorky and its great... (by the by i really really love the way you draw mtt n alphys! soooo cute!) so i want to know :c where do you pull inspiration from?? :Oc

(well im glad whatever group still linked back to me lmfao, im not gonna get into/worry abt that right now)

i dunno if you wanted more on how i draw Alphys n MTT interacting or how i draw em specifically lmfao so here i go w a long explanation

so like. i love alphys so much and i dont see a lot of love to her character, she gets really swept under the rug. and she’s made fun of more often than not so i fight for my lizard wife. She’s a really good, well rounded character and deserves not to be the punchline all the time.

also i never rly bought into Big Sexie MTT lmfao, theres plenty of those. i always loved stars that are more genuine, rather than some lofty inhuman being. i feel like, as much with all his flaws. he’s still a good person. he’s just trying to hard to impress, and i think that if he didnt worry about that as much, he’d be way more chill, yknow? i try to draw that side of him. i might’ve gotten a bit carried away w Snag i think, but he’s really precious to my heart, and i feel like he’s not like. completely non-canon lol,, i like to believe

As for general inspiration though -- I take inspo from a lot of things! I consume a lotta media, thats defo the best way that i’ve found to improve both with writing and style.

Manga/Anime like, Fullmetal Alchemist, One Punch Man, My Hero Academia, Trigun, studio trigger’s style, all sorts of stuff have inspired me both in the way they handle heavier subject matter while still making it fun to watch, with plenty of humor and happiness alongside the deeper subject material.

I also take a lot from video games ahah, All the Zelda games i’ve played, things like fallout, undertale ofc, and other story driven games inspire me a lot with how they handle morality and inserting the player directly into the story yknow? A lotta times characters i make, especially for fan characters, are based off what i experienced playing, how maybe I would handle a specific situation.

you can find a lot of inspiration from yourself tbh?? seeing what you’d do in situations. or what you’d want to do. a lot of my chars are either full on self inserts lmfao, or at least partially based off myself. (looks at arwen)

THIS GOT A LITTLE LONG-WINDED BUT. ITS A BIG SUBJECT LMFAO