cosmos-of-tea

[theoneandonlynikki]

Everytime I listen to the Newsies soundtrack I just love the absolute power move of then referring to Pulitzer as "Joe".

I love that. I love calling your villains silly nicknames. It makes them less intimidating.

Which is why I want to hear some call Sauron "Ronnie". That would absolutely destroy him. I live for that.

[miriaocs]

GET TO KNOW YOUR TWST OCs (and their relationships)

(Or how I make up excuses to blabber about my OC lol. Most of the "who" questions are aimed at the twst cast, but feel free to include other twst OCs as well!)

Name: What does your twst OC's name mean? Why does Rook/Floyd call them [insert nickname]?

Inspiration: Is your twst OC inspired by any villains? Concepts? Anything Disney-related?

Age/Birthday: How old is your twst OC? When is their birthday? Whose birthday (among the cast) is closest to your twst OC's? Does the horoscope lie or do they get along well?

Dorm: Which dorm is your twst OC in? Why? Which qualities they have make them suitable for said dorm? Do they have a roommate and how is their relationship?

Class: Who is your twst OC's classmate(s)? How would you describe their relationship? Did they have different classmates in previous year and did they get along?

Height: How tall is your twst OC? Are they conscious about their height? Are they close to someone with similar leg length?

Hair/Eye color: What are your twst OC's hair and eye colors? Who got the closest/opposite palette to them?

Homeland: Where is your twst OC from? Do they know anyone from the same hometown prior to NRC?

Club: Which club does your twst OC join and why? Is there anything memorable about the club fair day/their first day at the club? Which clubmate is their favorite?

Subject: What is your twst OC's best subject? Worst? Do they study with another whom excels at the same subject? Do they ask anyone for help with the subject they are bad at?

Hobby: What are your twst OC's hobbies? Who among the cast will they possibly ask to join in their pastime?

Pet peeves: What are your twst OC's pet peeves and which one in the cast accidentally (or not) commit the "crimes"? How will your twst OC deal with that person?

Food: What is your twst OC's favorite and least favorite food? Why (optional)? Is there anyone they can share their favorite food? Is there anyone they can count on to take over the food they dislike?

Talent: What is your twst OC's talent(s) and who can properly appreciate that?

Unique Magic/Signature spell: What is your twst OC's UM (if applicable)? What can they do? What is the incantation? Is there any weaknesses/loopholes and who can exploit those?

Quote: Give me something your twst OC will say. Either something they always say or something iconic they said. Something that helps solve the problems or something that is a catalyst to even more issues.

(Ok I'm kinda running out of ideas here) Personality: Give me 3 adjectives to describe your twst OC. Or an essay. Whichever works. Whose personality among the cast is closest to your twst OC and do they get along?

Backstory: Tell me anything about your twst OC's backstory. Their childhood, their parents, their siblings etc. Does their backstory affect how they are as a character now and how they interact with the cast?

Pick only one: Let your twst OC pick only one and explain the reasons: only one favorite from each dorm, only one favorite housewarden/vice housewarden, only one favorite first/second/third year etc.

(For my beloved yume shippers) Partner: Who do you ship your twst OC with? Are they in a relationship? If yes, how did it start/end? If no, why?

[s-el-fships]

6 and 8 as a general question about all your selfships, and 1 and 2 for Veronica!

6- do you have any alternate timelines or universes in your self-ship? what are they like?

yes! of course some of my alternate timelines are timelines where characters didn't die-- a couple of my f/os are unfortunately dead in canon (but let's pretend the power of love saved them okay? lmao;;; )

the one i keep mentioning as a drabble i'm working on is a more villainous/darker au. kind of as a vent piece, but there's of course self-indulgence in there as well. that's sort of the name of the game with f/os though, i guess! :0

i also like to think about what it'd be like for them to be in the real world with me vs my self inserts in their worlds! it's nice imagining they're out and about with me, or just chilling with me, checking on me, etc. i suppose that counts as an alternate universe in a way!

8- does your f/o seem to match a "type" you might have? how so?

i've been told that some of mine definitely fit the kind of "type" i seem to have. haurchefant is definitely in line with that! i saw someone say that he and sidon were the same genre of character, and i definitely like sidon, so.

edelgard and veronica are both the same kind of genre i think, too, which edelgard does mention in heroes! girls who ultimately just... really need someone by their side, and with support they can leave behind the darkness within them and do the right thing. while of course the villainy is a lovely aspect in some ways, the idea of being able to help them just... makes me really happy, and i don't want them to feel lonely anymore. perhaps a bit overly sentimental?;; (also edelgard has an axe and that's really freakin' cool)

ryuko is a similar genre too i think, but she's kind of like. a variation of the genre. she's someone who needs love and support as well, but her concerns are more self-motivated as opposed to a desire to do good or control others. they all learn a lot on their journeys and i think they're all amazing! <3

eula is another kind of variation on that genre too? spent so much of her life feeling scorned and hated, yet chooses to the do the right thing anyway after others finally give her a chance to. she's strong but still keeps a front up, but once you get to know her you understand her way of thinking more. i think that's really cool too!

if you'd like me to elaborate on anyone specific i'm happy to, but i hope the introduction here was fun, lol

🌟1- does your f/o have any special nicknames for you? what are they? do you have a favorite?

it took her quite a while to keep from just calling me "summoner". so it makes me happy when she just calls me by my name honestly. sometimes she'll hit me with a "dear" or "darling" and it makes me so happy. it's so sweet ;v; she's a bit formal with her pet names still, so it's cute when she tries new ones.

🌟2- do you and your f/o share any hobbies? what are they? do you see one another as rivals, collaborators, something else?

our hobbies are more complimentary than shared, if that makes sense! she enjoys reading the things i write, and i like making cookies and the like for her when we have tea together. we draw together sometimes as well, which is always really fun!

[choicesficwriterscreations]

CFWC One Year: Ask The Mods!

Hey everyone! We're celebrating CFWC one year of existence on Wednesday! And besides encouranging to you join Nerd Week, we're opening the blog askbox right now for random asks all week. Just choose between Choices or General asks and send us a number. You're also free to ask anything else you want to know about us.

OBS: If you like these questions and wish to start an ask game in your blog, we recommend you reblog from the sources (Choices asks: 1, 2, 3, 4  | General asks: 1, 2, 3, 4)

Choices Asks

1. What book have you replayed the most?

2. Do you play your MCs as yourself or as a character?

3. What book do you think is overrated?

4. What book do you think is underrated?

5. Is there a book you haven't played yet? If so, why?

6. Is there a book you thought you’d hate but like after playing it?

7. Is there a book you thought you’d love but disappointed you?

8. What book would you most like a sequel to and why?

9. What’s your top 5 male characters?

10. What’s your top 5 female characters?

11. Who are favorite Choices family members?

12. If you could live any character’s life, whose would you choose?

13. Who’s your favorite best friend(s) in Choicesverse?

14. Which character do you wish was your best friend irl?

15. Which characters do you think they deserve better (from PB writers and/or the fandom)?

16. You’re living in the Choicesverse. Which characters are in your ultimate squad?

17. What is your favorite ship (that doesn't include MC)?

18. Who was your first LI and would you still choose them now?

19. Have you ever had a hard time choosing between LIs? Who were they and why?

20. Have you ever changed your LI along the story? Why?

21. Create a ship name for you and your favorite character.

22. Choose five of favorite ships and tell us one headcanon you like best for said ships.

23. Name a LI that is not popular, but you still really like.

24. Which characters do you wish they could be love interests?

25. Which characters would you like to date in real life?

26. Which villain/antagonist is your favorite?

27. Tell us a character you’ve never really paid attention to and why.

28. What’s an unpopular opinion you have about [insert character, book, plot, etc.]?

29. Have you ever abandoned a ship? Why?

30. Do you like any problematic ships? If so, which ones?

31. Fuck, Marry, Kill: [Insert Choices Characters of Choice Here]

32. Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves (chars you’re neutral on are fair game, as are chars you dislike)

General Asks

1. When is your birthday? Zodiac sign?

2. Do you have a nickname?

3. How many languages do you know?

4. How many pillows do you sleep with?

5. Are you an early bird or a night owl?

6. Coffee, tea or hot chocolate?

7. Sunrise or sunset?

8. How do you like to dress?

9. What's in your bag?

10. What was your stuffed animal as a child?

11. What was your favourite show as a child?

12. What did you get on your last birthday?

13. Do you want or have any tattoos or piercings?

14. Do you believe in aliens?

15. What was the last book you read?

16. What’s your top 3 favorite songs at the moment?

17. What are your favorite TV shows at the moment?

18. What’s the last thing you watched on Netflix?

19. When and why did you first join tumblr?

20. What fandoms are you part of?

21. Have you ever played other interactive novels? Which one are your favorites?

22. What was the last fanfic you read?

23. What traits do you value most in friends?

24. Describe a moment when you felt free.

25. Where would you go if you could time travel?

26. What would you do with $3 million?

27. You get to marry one fictional character. Who is it?

28. If you didn’t have to worry about money or a job, where would you live in the world?

29. What’s your weirdest pet-peeve?

30. Which do you like more, a great book or a great movie?

31. Do you think it’s important to keep up with the news or do you not care?

32. You can have one superpower – and only one. What is it, and why did you pick it?

Thank you for sticking with us!

Love, Lori and Tammy

[kakitysax]

I’ve Updated My Name Hoard

Ranked 1-10 Below The Cut (but they’re all pretty well-rated because I wouldn’t keep names that I genuinely hate)

My Birth Name: 10/10. Fits me perfectly and I adore it. Kept me from identifying as nonbinary for literal years just because I didn’t want to change it and I thought that I had to.

Lucifer: 7/10. Gives people the wrong impression but that just makes it better. Means “Light-Bearer” in Latin, and has angelic associations. In reality the whole word came about as a Biblical Headcanon combined with a translation from the Vulgate, and has nothing to do with whoever the Biblical Enemy is. So basically it ends up only scaring the Right People. A point has been deducted because I’m too much of a coward to use it in most circles.

Lucca: 9/10. Stolen from a boy at my Church who has always given me gender envy. Long hair, painted nails, baggy pants, male body, chaotic chill. I want to be his friend and I want to be him period. A point has been added because it’s both normal and close enough to my birthname to use at a Starbucks.

Ari/(Short for Ariel): 6/10. Not one I would have chosen, but it means “Lion of God” and that’s pretty cool. Originally a boy’s name too. I told my Mom I was looking for nonbinary names and she sat down in her own time and FOUND ONE FOR ME, that SHE THOUGHT SOUNDED LIKE ME and that she THOUGHT I WOULD LIKE. It’s like asking your parent what they would name you if you were (other gender) only it’s NEITHER gender and I didn’t even have to ask.

Pallas (Lawful Neutral, Not Pictured): 7/10. I never use it but I do feel affection for it. It’s the epithet of one of my favorite greek gods, but more importantly it’s the name of one of my all-time favorite OCs. She sucks and I hate her but I’m also really proud that I made her so nuanced.

Calais: 6/10. A solid name. A servicable name. Found while I was furiously looking for enby names when I thought I had to change it. Just knew I wanted something that could be shortened to Cal. The name of one of the sons of Boreas. I pronounce it “cuh-LIE-us” because fuck you.

Mercury: 7/10. I never use it, but it’s my favorite planet and I love space and it’s associated with my other favorite greek god so it’s legally obligated to be here. I just like to take it out and hold it sometimes.

Kazzy: 4/10. I hate this name but it has a history. Used it when I was FIRST questioning around the age of 13. Still my default for videogame name inserts. I legit named myself after a shitty creepypasta OC please help me-

Hive: 8/10. A Shiny New Name. A Villain Name. Sounds absolutely EVIL and I adore it. Wanted something Bee-related but I didn’t like how Bee sounded for me. Plus I relate more to like, colonies of bees than to individual bees so it works out there too. I’m pretty excited about it right now but it’s rating might drop when my fixation on bees fades.

Goose: 7/10. Beloathed Childhood Nickname. Reflects both my feral nature and my love of birds. Anatidae family my beloved.

Karkalicious: 5/10. Less of a name and more of a jester’s hat that I put on when I go to Tumblr Dot Com. Part of me still finds it hilarious that I use it but the rest of me can’t take myself seriously anymore. On the one hand meme, on the other hand I would very much like my dignity back. 

[pink-imagines]

a matter of strength

request: So I wanted a really self-indulgent fic with me and Todoroki. My friend started shipping us and now I can't stop thinking about it. Friend even got me to do some kabedon art and I don't remember what led to the discussion of kabedon but then I was like "Well I guess I'm drawing Todoroki trapping me against a wall." So I want a fic of my self-insert OC meeting Todoroki and whatever the hell leads up to him doing a kabedon. It's certainly preferable for him to like me back, but more than anything I want him to be in character. So if the kabedon is because he's fed up with me flirting or something, then so be it. (requested by @kawayuni​)

a/n: i hope i wrote your quirk in the right way!!

warnings: self doubt, a fight scene but nothing too gory

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If it wasn’t for the the fact that Todoroki was with you, you would’ve probably been dead. 

You really didn’t know what happened, you just froze. To think that today would finally lead up to this moment.

-

You woke up that morning feeling refreshed and ready to take on the day! Sure, maybe it was a bit hard to get out of bed but you did it eventually! Which is really all that counts. Around 7 am you were almost out the door to get to work and you were at the train station at 7:30. The station was crowded but you did your best to slink through to get to where you needed to be. 

Once you got to work you immediately went into the office to see if you had any paperwork you had to get done. “Good morning, Y/L/N.”, a familiar voice said from behind you. “It’s indeed a good morning, especially now that I got to see you!”, you jokingly said and smiled at the receptionist who walked past. “You’re too sweet, Y/N.”, she laughed and walked over to the break room. Without hesitation you got to work and finished what needed to be done, you really just wanted to get out to the action. You weren’t always needed out, since you were a rescue worker but sometimes you got to go out on patrol. Today was that kind of day! You were actually patrolling with Todoroki, which you were very excited about. You had first met him at UA during the sports festival, and since then you had developed a little crush on him. Who wouldn’t, really, tough?

“Ready to go, Y/H/N?”, Todoroki asked as you got out of the changing room. “Ready as I’ll ever be, handsome!”, you grinned at the way his face got slightly more red. You were what people would call a flirt. Really you just tried to compliment people in that way, and most people were fine with it. Todoroki was one of those people and you had a fun time teasing him about the fact that he would easily blush. Sometimes you’d get a smile or even a chuckle out of him, which is why you usually saved your best one-liners for him personally. 

During your patrol you kept it flirty and lighthearted, calling him by nicknames and telling silly pick-up lines. Todoroki didn’t complain, and simply went along with it, sometimes he’d roll his eyes but he’d always have a smile on his lips while doing so. “I appreciate you serving looks, but I’d also like to be served some food.”, you joked, “Wanna go out for lunch after patrol?” Usually you’d go out for lunch with the person you were patrolling with after doing your job, which is why you loved patrolling with Todoroki.  “Yeah, as long as we get back in time. I have some paper work to do.”, he nodded, ignoring the flirty remark you made even though his ears were turning slightly red as well as his cheeks. “Great what do you want to-”, you didn’t look at where you were going and bumped into someone, “Oh, I’m so sorry!” “Watch where you’re going.”, the man growled at you. “Sir, it was just a mistake. They apologiesed.”, Todoroki said in your defense. “Heroes these days... they’re so incapable...”, the man kept walking in the opposite direction of where you were going. You looked back at him for a while, there was just something that rubbed you the wrong way about him and you couldn’t get it out of your mind. “Are you okay? You know you shouldn’t take what he said to heart, right?”, Todoroki brought you out of your own head. “Yeah, yeah! I’m fine.”, you shrugged it off and decided to not focus your energy on a grumpy man.

Once your shift was over the two of you went out to get soba, still in your hero costumes mostly because you were to lazy to take it off but also in case of an emergency call. You could never be too careful, the only downside was people staring at you and the commotion around it. “We always end up eating soba when we’re going patrolling together.”, you commented at random, after there had been a long pause of silence where you had just been eating. “It’s my favorite...”, he shrugged and looked up at you, “... I like eating it with you.” Todoroki wasn’t much of a talker, he wasn’t a flirter either, but in some sort of way, in certain moments, his words would make your heart skip a beat. Maybe it was the fact that he usually didn’t talk much and that when he did it left a much bigger impact. Or it was the fact that he chose his words so carefully that each of them really meant something. Before you could respond to this with another one of your flirty remarks both of you got a stress call. It was an area near you, which is probably why you got it in the first place.  “Let’s go.”, Todoroki said, got up and threw some money on the table to pay for your food.

When you reached the scene it was a building on fire. You approached one of the medics helping out at the scene. “What’s going on here? What can we do?”, you asked. “There are already heroes inside, but there are still hostages being held.”, the nurse said stressfully, “Just try to get them out safely. There’s a villain in there- I don’t know what he wants-” “Alright, thank you!”, you said as the nurse ran off to help some other victims, “Let’s go!”

While Todoroki helped out in trying to put the fire out, you were helping people out of the building. “Not too many people at once!”, you told them, “Five is just enough! Don’t worry, I’ll get all of you down.” You got them down by lifting and sinking rocks, almost like an elevator, which is why they couldn’t all get down at once. With the best of your abilities you tried to focus on helping them, but you could also feel the steps of someone approaching quickly through the vibration in the ground. The only thing you could do was to hope that it was just another hero, or a hostage further in the building that had managed to escape on their own. “Y/H/N, the villain is approaching your area!”, you heard through your earpiece. “Got it!”, you answered. Shit... As you helped the next five people on the hovering rock you put up a stone wall against the door. “The door is barricaded, but I’ll need back-up. I won’t be able to hold it that long.”, you said to your mic. With one hand holding up your barrier and the other one slowly sinking down the five people, your energy was about to reduce faster than normal. Still, there were only three people left after this one so you told yourself to suck it up and finish the job. “Back up is on the way, but please keep the door barricaded!”, the sound from the earpiece startled you a bit, but you kept your balance. “Thank you.”, you answered shortly to keep as much energy as possible. You heard the door open and a familiar man’s voice groan, probably a reaction to your barrier. With a sigh you told everyone to keep quiet, hoping you wouldn’t get caught or that he wouldn’t bother. “Heroes these days... they’re so incapable.”, when you heard the voice say that your entire body froze. It was the man from before. You looked down the building to see that the people down there had gotten off. With as much power you could muster you brought the rock back up. When you turned to tell everyone to get on you were met with the villain smashing through your barrier. You dropped the rock to the ground and hurried to the three people left, creating a new wall around them. It was a wall that you didn’t have to hold up yourself, though you knew it would soon turn into gravel so you had to work quickly. You tried capturing the villains legs by incasing them with stone, but he just broke himself free. Every single attack you tried to stop him with failed, and you were slowly getting more and more tired. All the while you were trying to protect the innocent citizen from this delusional man he was mocking you. “What kind of training are they even putting you through nowadays? It doesn’t seem like it’s working.”, he laughed. You heard the agonizing sound of the wall around the people you were trying to protect crumble to the ground. You fell to your knees out of exhaustion and pure disappointment over the fact that you were uncapable of doing this by yourself, even if you were a rescue worker and not a hero. Out of the corner of your eye you saw a tiny figure. Your head snapped over there, only to see a child who had been in hiding until now. You hadn’t even noticed the fact that there weren’t only three people left. Because of the movement of your head, the villain followed your eyes. In a moment of pure panic you did the only thing you could think of; use the last of your energy to build two stone barriers, one around the child and the other around the other three people. “You’re just gonna leave yourself open for me like this? You do realize that I’ll just kill them after I take you out, right?”, the villain laughed, “You really are useless, aren’t you?” He raised his hand towards you, and as you were expecting the blow something cold appeared right in front of your face. A wall of ice had stopped the villain from giving you one last blow. “You’re alright, Y/N...”, you heard Todoroki whisper, “... come with me, the civillians are gonna be okay. We brought back up, it’s just a matter of time-” You blacked out.

When your eyes fluttered open again you were met with a bright light. It smelled like carbolic acid and a distracting hint of flowers. A slight beeping was heard every second or so. Once you got your vision back and looked around the room you understood that you were in a hospital. The slight smell of flowers came from the boquet on the nightstand next to you, and of course the beeping was from a heart monitor. A nurse came into the room with a relieved look on her face. “Oh, you’re awake!”, she smiled kindly. “Where am I?”, you muttered out. As you tried to rub the sleep out of your eyes you realized you were hooked up to a drip. “You used too much energy and blacked out. Don’t worry, it’s only been a few hours... and you should be ready to head out if you just rest for a bit longer.”, the nurse explained, “You’re recovering quickly, but I recommend you take a few days off work.” As the nurse left the room you thought about what had happened. You weren’t strong enough to take down the villain, and in return those innocent people probably got traumatized. With a deep sigh you put your head in your hands. If it wasn’t for the the fact that Todoroki was with you, you would’ve probably been dead.

When you got back from the hospital you didn’t take those days off that the nurse recommended. Instead you went to work and did paper work. You would’ve gone out on patrol but that was too far according to the agency. On top of that, you had been avoiding Todoroki like the plague. Whenever you looked at him you just felt helpless, and you didn’t want to show your face to him after what had happened. You didn’t want to face him because you thought you were too weak for him.

Sometimes, even though you weren’t allowed to patrol, you’d just take a look at your hero costume. You missed getting to go out, but you had to fully get better before you got to do so.  One time when you were in the changing room for your break, looking at your hero costume, someone opened and closed the door quickly behind them. “You’re back?”, a familiar voice asked. When you looked back to the voice’s owner your face blossomed with different colors of red. Todoroki walked closer to you. “I got back four days ago.”, you muttered out and closed the locker door, ready to walk out of there. “You didn’t think of stopping by my desk? Maybe say ‘hi’?”, Todoroki wasn’t usually this forward, “I was worried about you, you know.” “You shouldn’t have been.”, you sighed, “It’s not like I’m that important to the agency.” When he tried to take a few steps closer you backed up, but was met with the cold material of your locker behind you. “Y/N, what are you talking about?”, the way he said your name so softly made your heart flutter, but you couldn’t give in. “I’m just saying that I’m not as powerful as the rest of you, so I’m not important to-” Todoroki’s hands slammed down on the locker behind you, his hands were right by your head. “Did you ever think that I’d be worried about you for selfish reasons? Or do you think I’m some sort of machine?”, he walked just a bit closer to you and let his forearms lean against the metal behind you, “You don’t think I take what you say to me to heart?” You had never been this close to him before, he could probably hear your heart beating out of your chest. You really didn’t know what happened, you just froze. To think that today would finally lead up to this moment, a day that seemed so normal as if it was any other day. “I talk like that to everybody, Todoroki, I-” “Look me in the eye and tell me it’s the same.”, he said with a low tone. You finally met his gaze, his piercing eyes were almost unbearable but you kept yourself steady. “I can’t...”, you admitted. “So why can’t you believe me when I say that I was worried? I don’t care if you don’t think you’re strong enough to matter. To me you matter, and what you did during that mission was nothing but strong.”, he had calmed down a bit and now talked in a softer voice, “I’d really like for you to see that too.” “Todoroki...” “Please call me Shoto.”, he said. “Shoto...”, you tried the name out, “... Shoto, you matter to me too and hearing that from you means a lot... but could you maybe back up a bit?” At this point you could feel Shoto’s breath against your lips and your face had become increasingly more hot every second. “Right! Sorry...”, Shoto backed away from you, and you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t miss his warmth. “... so you’re saying you... knew that I like you?”, you muttered and he nodded, “And you like me back?” Shoto nodded again, and that tiny motion made your heart burst with fireworks and butterflies and your head was buzzing as if you had just gotten drunk for the first time. “No more mindless flirting?”, he held out his hand to you. “No more mindless flirting.”, you took his hand gently. As soon as you did so he started walking out the door, dragging you with him.  “Wait, where are we going?”, you blurted out. “I’m taking you out for a coffee, so that we can finally have a date.” “You don’t think that could wait?” “No.”

-

extra:

“How did you find out that I like you? I mean I act like that around everyone.”, you asked and took another sip from your cup of coffee. “I didn’t know...”, he admitted, “I was talking to the receptionist and she kinda let it slip, actually.” “Are you serious!?”

-

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[loruleheiress]

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NAME. Hilda of Lorule NICKNAME(S). None, unless you wanna die. Her grace is the closest you can get. She likes respectful titles to be seen as someone serious.  ALIAS(ES). Forsaken Princess, Failure, Princess of Lorule, heir to the throne, etc etc take your pick AGE. 20 SPECIES. Human don’t be fooled by Elf Ears, it’s lore related reasons for hearing the gods hweoh she more than likely descended from the god who protected Lorule before reincarnating as mortal. Legend and I decided to call this god: Lorin. My guy, we have a lot of lore cooked up ;v;  ZODIAC. Oh you know my ass made her Scorpio-dragon after reading about it, chinese zodiac goes by years rather than months but I’m sticking by it hmph! It’s hard to place her in the right zodiac that fits either way... because I am Stupid™ with zodiac honestly.  GEMSTONE. THIS ONE I’M NOT STUPID BECAUSE I HAVE INTEREST IN GEMSTONE AND MEANINGS SINCE I WAS BABY. I... actually collect rocks and stones hweoh, living up to my name. I’d have to go with goldstone for the meaning behind it! She is in desprate need of an Infinite stone tho. And also insert blood MORAL ALIGNMENT.   Oof, best way I can put it? Morally Grey, she has good intentions, but has pretty questionable methods. Post-ALBW... well, less of that but the good intentions stay behind! Hildy is a good person at the end of the day! I mean, she isn’t an anti-villain for no reason after all! ABILITIES / POWERS.  Barrier and sealing magic, like Princess Zee-Zee. And has pretty good PSI such as teleportation either to other places or to a small pocket of space, telepathy with little to no limits, and being able to see anywhere across her lands granted with limited range to her vision. Since she knows Lorule like the back of her hand, she’ll know what location someone’s at. Uh, whatever is the mirror version of Light magic. Her magic has a darker aesthetic than Zelda’s gold magic in-game, I think it might be light magic with just different coloring, but dark magic could be at play here too. Hyrule and Lorule do share some things, however, both have their own differences too. It’s why Ravio isn’t just Dark Link or Hilda Dark Zelda. They are literal inverted folk from their Hylian counterparts. So, something to come back to!  INTERESTS. Fairytales... surprising, right? You wouldn’t expect something like that from someone like her. She likes reading stories of glory days where the hero triumphs over whatever evil they need to defeat with things working out well in the end. It’s pretty symbolic and feeds into her hope that soon, eventually, Lorule will have their happy ending as well once she (the hero) manages to return the triforce to the lands. She likes drinking and collecting various teas, flower arranging is always relaxing provided she can find nice ones or the time, cooking is also relaxing to her. And she adores chess, playing against herself or anyone who wants to play. She also likes work too, she values productivity so it always feels nice to see hard work getting done right. Likes to play the lute uvu  FEARS. Absolute and utter destruction. It’s not failure, although that is the major source of her anxiety, nope! It’s destruction of her home and being out of time. It’s why I’ll always applaud her for her actions at the end of the game. To make things right, she gives up everything and... oh good lord I’m about to cry over ALBW ending let me stop here. Disappointment is also a big fear too though. 

GUILTY PLEASURES. SADLY NOT ROMANCE GIRL IS FUCKING HOPELESSLY DUMB WITH ROMANCE SHE’S A DEPRESSED, EDGY WORKAHOLIC AND ALL THAT. Needlework. She sucks at it but likes to do a little needlework, nonetheless. Also, she does love cutesy things/people. Rabbits, dogs, and birds being her favorite animals. Namely ravens but, yanno... she has a soft spot though. I guess her fairytale readings and daydreaming of a hero to save the day can be considered this too! She’d die if anyone were to find out hweoh.  SPOKEN LANGUAGES. MAN I HAVE NO CLUE, Lorule is different from Hyrule yet they seem to understand each other just fine. So whatever language Hylian fuck it.  PROFESSION. Heiress of the throne... aka... princess. It’s her job to run her country as best as she can. Lord knows she’s trying, it’s hard when almost everything is corrupted. From the nobles, the royal court, some of her people, the lands themselves. Not everyone is, there are people who do help out in her court. 

BODY TYPE. Taller than average, she has a medium body frame, and she’s actually willowy. Some curves I guess not being completely lanky but... she... graceful swan lady ;v; HEIGHT.  5′7″ COLORS.  Purple, gold, white, red DRINKS.  Ginger tea, she doesn’t like anything sweet, red wine for edgy aesthetic reasons not that she drinks much of that, she’s more of a tea kinda gal.  ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES?   See above SMOKE? Hell no REPOST,  DO NOT REBLOG,  with the information of your muse,  including headcanons.

[ducktracy]

happy birthday, tex avery!

today’s an important day for every cartoon fan. 112 years ago today, tex avery was born! probably one of the biggest contributors to animation, the man responsible for bugs bunny, elmer fudd, daffy duck, droopy, screwy squirrel, chilly willy, wild animation... there’s much to celebrate.

born in texas (hence the nickname, real name frederick), tex arrived in los angeles on january 1st, 1928 to start a new career. nothing much, just menial jobs: working in a warehouse, loading fruits and vegetables at the docks, painting cars, and finally painting animation cels for the oswald cartoons. moving from the short lived winkler studio to the universal studio, he became an animator in 1930.

(courtesy of tom klein.)

perhaps his work at universal spawned the most important event in tex's career. in 1933, he and a couple of his animation buddies were horse-playing. the game: shooting a spitball with a rubber band at the backs of peoples heads, yelling “bulls eye!” if shot successfully. the game evolved from spitballs to paperclips. animator charles hastings was armed with a paperclip and had his sights set on tex. someone yelled “look out, tex!”, and tex’s initial reaction was to turn around. vision in his left eye was gone in an instant. some people attribute the lack of depth perception to tex’s unconventional, warped point of view inserted in his cartoons.

universal was proving to be a lousy job for tex. he himself admitted that he wasn’t much of an animator. “i was never too great an artist. i realized there at lantz’s that most of those fellows could draw rings around me... i thought, brother! why fight it? i’ll never make it! go the other route. and i’m glad i did. my goodness, i’ve enjoyed that a lot more than i would have enjoyed just animating scenes all my life.” he was let go in april 1935 after the quality of his work declined thanks to a lack in interest. two days later, he and his girlfriend (an inker at the studio) got hitched and honeymooned in oregon. they arrived back in hollywood in may, where tex approached leon schlesinger.

to say warner bros was short staffed in terms of directors was an understatement. ben hardaway had just left, and friz freleng and jack king were the only directors there. tex flubbed his way in, citing his experience "'hey, i’m a director'. hell! i was no more a director than nothing, but with my loud mouth, i talked him into it."

(the termite terrace crew in 1935. from left to right: virgil ross, sid sutherland, tex avery, chuck jones, and bob clampett.)

though there were few directors when tex arrived, the staff was beginning to outgrow the studio. tex and his unit (virgil ross, sid sutherland, chuck jones, and bob clampett) moved into a rickety building they unceremoniously dubbed termite terrace as a result of the termite population within the bungalow.

tex’s first directed cartoon was gold diggers of ‘49, where he borrowed friz freleng’s characters of beans, kitty, and porky from the cartoon i haven’t got a hat. while beans was beginning to have his own small series of cartoons, this marks the second ever appearance of porky and is thusly an important occurrence. if tex didn’t use him, who knows what porky’s fate would be? gold diggers beans and porky are in the heart of the gold rush. beans strikes it big (tex’s love of gag shining brilliantly already as beans pulls a slot machine lodged into the side of a mountain) and invites all of his friends to dig for more gold. porky’s bag of gold is taken away from a villain, and he bargains that if beans can get the bag back, he’s allowed to marry his daughter (kitty). beans eagerly accepts and follows the villain. what ensues is an exhilarating gunfight turned car chase, tex’s knack for speed drastically picking up the pace of the cartoon. it’s exhilarating, rushing, and brought a much needed energy to warner bros at the time. perhaps even more amusing than the chase is the payoff itself: porky gets the bag back, which isn’t gold at all, but instead a hearty sandwich.

almost right away, tex rose to the top at the studio. some of his earliest merrie melodies (which had been exclusively reserved for friz freleng prior) include page miss glory and the classic i love to singa, both beautiful cartoons in their own ways. tex now served as the model. his gags were funny, his pace was quick, his cartoons GOOD, friz freleng and eventually frank tashlin adopting the change in pace. jack king, unfortunately, wasn’t faring well with the change, and his slower, duller cartoons stuck out like a sore thumb. he returned to disney in april of 1936.

porky’s duck hunt serves as an especially important cartoon directed by tex, marking a number of firsts. it’s the cartoon debut of daffy (who is unnamed, though model sheets label him as that crazy darn fool duck), and he first time mel blanc voiced porky. porky is also considerably slimmed down. the cartoon is exactly as it sounds: porky embarks on a duck hunt, but a screwy duck prevents him from getting anything accomplished.

the cartoon itself, in comparison to tex’s others, isn’t really that special. a bunch of drunken fish hilariously singing a rendition of “moonlight bay” serves as the highlight. it’s not a bad cartoon at all, i love it a lot and it’s one of my favorites, but it IS rather repetitive, and daffy is pretty stark in personality. 75% of his dialogue is reduced to quacks. but what DOES have personality, which would shape his entire character, is a particular exit animated by bob clampett.

porky fires his gun and strikes daffy, who flops into the water. ecstatic, porky sends his dog after him. all we see is a black blob in the water, and daffy haughtily tosses the unconscious dog on the shore instead of the other way around. flummoxed, porky pulls out some paper, flipping through it and protesting “hey, that wasn’t in the script!” daffy laughs it off. “don’t let it worry ya, skipper. i’m just a crazy, darn fool duck!” with that, he gives his signature hoo-hoo laugh as he literally flips into the horizon, twirling and hopping, clicking his heels, hoo-hooing all the way along. great animation by bob clampett and definitely entertaining, and a scene that would serve as the basis for his trademark laugh and his truly daffy personality (that would begin to die down as early as 1938).

tex made a number of other good cartoons, experimenting with daffy some more and playing with porky a little more until exclusively dedicating his time to merrie melodies in friz freleng’s absence (who was at MGM). the one that truly changed looney tunes was released on july 27th, 1940, titled a wild hare.

bugs bunny had existed before tex touched him, but didn’t at the same time. he was conceived by ben “bugs” hardaway in 1938 with porky’s hare hunt. very similar to porky’s duck hunt, the screwy rabbit taunts porky and prevents him from getting a good shot. the only thing bugs has in common with his prototype self is his species and name. (he wasn’t formally called bugs then, and thanks to a false story by mel blanc where blanc referred to the prototype as “happy rabbit” fans have assumed that was his prototype name. in reality, model sheets and illustrations from picture books around 1938-1939 name him as bugs’ bunny, possessive after ben “bugs” hardaway.) bugs is portrayed as a white rabbit with a hayseed voice and woody woodpecker laugh in hare hunt, not at all the cool new yorker we know and love him as. he reappeared in a few other cartoons, still his hayseed self in hare-um scare-um and a more collected take by chuck jones in cartoons such as elmer’s candid camera and elmer’s pet rabbit. hare-um scare-um turned the previously white rabbit into a gray and white rabbit with yellow gloves.

nevertheless, tex borrowed this strange rabbit and paired him with another character of his by the name of elmer fudd. elmer’s hunting wabbits, but bugs predictably taunts him the entire time and makes his life a living nightmare. the cartoon isn’t much different than the other hunting cartoons: prey drives hunter crazy, and prey ends up winning. it’s really just a glorified porky’s hare hunt. but at the same time, it has a certain charm. this previously unappealing, obnoxious rabbit is now cool, calm, and collected. an era of cartoons dominated by screwballs like daffy is now interrupted by the opposite, a smooth talking rabbit who always wins. bugs was rather temperamental in his early 40s cartoons, much more thin skinned, abrasive, and often a downright bully, but there was still something so different about him that audiences resonated with him regardless. so, while tex isn’t the true father of bugs, he absolutely is at the same time.

many fans believe that tex left warner bros after a dispute with schlesinger pertaining to his cartoon the heckling hare. in the cartoon, bugs (as the title suggests) heckles a dimwitted dog repeatedly. at the end, the two of them end up falling off of a cliff. both bugs and the dog cling to each other, screaming all the way. the scene is LENGTHY, nearing a minute of nonstop screaming. which, of course, is the joke. to see how long the audience can stand it. however, the cartoon cuts to an end rather abruptly. evidently, bugs and the dog were going to stop, with bugs remarking “hold onto your hats, folks, here we go again!” and thusly launching into a second fall. however, the “hold onto your hats, folks!” was a rather crude joke at the time, and thusly that’s assumed how the cut came to be.

story goes that avery left the studio as a result of the censorship, which seems plausible. however, that’s not the case. tex was itching to do a series of live-action shorts, with real, live-action animals talking and cracking jokes with animated mouths. tex wanted to do it, schlesinger didn’t. tex lived out his dream at paramount for a short amount of time, and thankfully for the rest of us got some sense and moved to MGM in september 1941 to make cartoons once more.

i’ve gone on way longer than i intended, and there’s still so much to be said about tex! all of tex’s best cartoons were at MGM, no doubt. he invented droopy, red, the wolf... red hot riding hood is considered one of the greatest cartoons of all time and spawned a number of sequels starring red and the wolf. all of the great qualities of tex’s cartoons from warner bros exploded at MGM. the fourth wall breaking, the gags, the speed... he also made the iconic “tex avery take”. limbs flying off characters and super big eye bulges... they’re absolutely fantastic. there’s so much to say about tex that can’t be articulated! he’s one of my favorite directors for sure and such an important figure in animation. he deserves all the praise and respect he gets and more.

happy birthday, tex!

[mizuurei]

Favourite villain ever? also, who is that on the banner of your page?

Oh geez, my favorite villain EVER??? ...umm... I’m not sure I could ever pick a single villain who is my favorite, Anon...

But if we’re talking just from the stand point of the villains who were the most influential for me... Probably Marvel’s Loki, Freeza from Dragon Ball Z, or Darkiplier!  However, like I said, I don’t know if I could choose a single villain who is my all-time favorite!

As for who’s on my banner- haha... um!  Those are five of my OCs who I have been writing about and developing their story since I was 11. They’re humanoid aliens from the planet Zandara who can each control an element of nature. As such, they are referred to as Elementals, which was also the name of the story... lISTEN I WAS OBSESSED WITH A:TLA AND STAR WARS AS A CHILD, AND I KNOW THAT EVERYTHING I JUST SAID IS VERY GENERIC YA FICTION SHIT, I WAS 11, WHAT DID YOU EXPECT, SHAKESPEARE, BUT THEY ARE VERY CLOSE TO MY HEART SO I WONT CHANGE THAT CORE ASPECT OF THEIR STORY DON’T @ ME-

I also used to be into a show called “Voltron Legendary Defender” a few years ago, and my OCs and the characters in VLD happened to match up relatively well, so in my banner, my OCs are just in VLD’s Paladin armor design.

 QUICK RUN DOWN OF WHO’S WHO:

ZASH (Red head, blue eyes)- Earth (includes stone, dirt, flora, metals, etc.) Elemental; Approx. early 20s

AYTHA (Brunette, gold eyes)-Air (includes wind, weather, atmosphere, etc.) Elemental; Approx. 19/early 20s

RAOS (White/gray hair, green eyes)- Darkness (although technically the “Light Elemental,” referred to as Darkness Elemental due to past Light Elementals using their control of light to block visible light from entering their foe’s eyes (thus rendering them effectively blind) Elemental; Approx. early-mid. 30s

OKIREINA (Black hair, red eyes)- Fire (includes flame, heat, plasma, etc.) Elemental; Goes by the nickname Oki; Approx. early-mid. 20s

UCHO (Blond, violet eyes)- Water (includes water, ice, mist, fog, clouds, etc.) Elemental; Approx. early-mid. 20s

I’m always adding and revising to the story and characters and plot of Elemental, so if you’re wondering why I didn’t get very specific with ages here, it’s because Zash, Aytha, and Oki started as self-inserts for my two best friends and me, so they used to keep scaling up in age as we got older, and so Ucho and Raos would then ALSO scale up in age. So I decided fuck it, approximations only now, bc they aren’t from earth, and I don’t have the slightest clue about how time works on Zandara, nor how Zandarians age yet, WOOO-

Thank you for the ask, Anon!

[imdoingthismspaintadventure]

Worm 2.3 - In which Taylor has the best day ever

I didn’t have any time to contemplate the message I’d received from Tattletale.  The bell rang and I had to hurry to properly log off and shut down before heading to my next class.  As I gathered my stuff, I realized I had been so caught up in researching on the villains I’d met last night and in Tattletale’s message that I had forgotten to worry about getting into trouble for skipping class.  I felt a kind of resignation as I realized I would have to face the music later in the day, anyways.

Time flies when you’re having fun, or at least reading about interesting stuff. Like the fact that a member of a villanous group maaay or may not have solicited a meetup.

Also the classes you missed would eventually come back around to bite you, so it’s better that it happens now.

Madison was already in her seat as I got to the classroom.  She had a pair of girls crouching by either side of her desk, and all three of them broke into giggles as they saw me.  Bitches.

Ugh. What a great start to the next class. This is going to suck.

My seat of choice was the far right, front row, closest to the door. Lunch hour and immediately after school was when the trio tended to give me the hardest time, so I tried to sit as close as possible to the door, for a quick escape.  I spotted a puddle of orange juice on the seat, with the empty plastic bottle lying just underneath the chair.   Madison was going for a two for one.  It was both a ‘prank’ and a reminder of how they had doused me with juice and soft drinks last Friday.  Irritated, I carefully avoided looking at  Madison and took an empty seat a few rows back.

Taylor don’t you know that’s not the seat where the protagonist must be? Read up on your tropes!

Also uuuuugghhhh, the bitches supreme continue with their pathetic teasing bullshit.

Mr Gladly entered the room, he was short and young enough you could almost mistake him for another high school student.  It took a few minutes for him to start the class, and he immediately ordered us to break into groups of four to share our homework with one another and to prepare to share it with the rest of the class.  The group that had the most to contribute would win the prize he had mentioned on Friday, treats from the vending machine.

Oh and this is great too!

Honestly, the less palsy and group exercise-y my teachers are, the better. I don’t like having to do weird assignments and then share it with everybody else. The introvert in me dies a violent death thinking about it.

It was stuff like this that made Mr. Gladly my least favorite teacher.  I got the impression he’d be surprised to hear he was anyone’s least favorite teacher, but that was just one more point against him in my book.  I don’t think he comprehended why people might not like him, or how miserable group work was when you didn’t identify with any of the groups or cliques in the school.  He just figured people liked doing group work because it let them talk and hang out with their friends in class.

Seems like Taylor agrees with me! Sometimes it can be fun, but yeaaaah.

While the class got sorted, I figured I’d avoid standing around like a loser with no group to join and get something else out of the way. I approached the desk at the front of the room.

“Mr. Gladly?”

“Call me Mr. G.  Mr. Gladly is my dad,” he informed me with a sort of mock sternness.

Oh god he just did that.

“Sorry, uh, Mr. G.  I need a new textbook.”

He gave me a curious look, “What happened to your old one?”

Soaked with grape juice by a trio of harpies.  “I lost it,” I lied.

“Replacement textbooks are thirty five dollars.  I don’t expect it now, but…”

“I’ll have it for you by the end of the week,” I finished for him.

Taylor don’t lie about these things. He probably won’t do jack shit, but downplaying your situation isn’t a good thing to do!

He handed me a textbook, and I looked over the room before joining the only group with room for more: Sparky and Greg.  We had been in a group several times before, as the leftovers when all the friends and cliques had banded together.

At least you have company....?

Sparky and Greg sounds like a comedy duo, honestly.

Sparky had apparently picked up his nickname when a third grade teacher used it in an ironic sense, and it had stuck, to the point where I doubted anyone but his own mother even knew his real name.  He was a drummer, long haired, and was so out of touch with reality that you could stop talking in the middle of a sentence and he wouldn’t notice.   He just went through life in a daze, presumably until he could do his thing, which was his band.

Fun fact, the “nickname becoming his only name” is a real thing. We had a classmate we just called Pan, and I don’t know where that originated from, but it wasn’t his real name or even close. I don’t think we ever knew his real name...

School is weird.

Also he seems veeery zoned out, holy shit. This one won’t contribute anything to the group project, huh?

Greg was just the opposite.  He was smarter than average, but he had a way of saying every thought that came into his head – his train of thought didn’t have any brakes.  Or tracks.  It would have been easier to be in a group with just Sparky and essentially do the work by myself than it would be to work with Greg.

I have met a Greg. I have met at least two Gregs. We all have probably met a Greg somewhere

So we have a chillaxed drummer and an overeager fuckup. Looks like it’s time to begin the classic show “Let’s to this group essay by ourselves!”

Yaay!

I got my share of the homework out of my new backpack.  Mr. Gladly had asked us to come up with a list of ways that capes had influenced society.  In between the various steps of my getting ready for my first night out in costume, I had taken the time to fix up my art project and had come up with a fairly comprehensive list for Mr. Gladly’s homework. I had even used newspaper and magazine clippings to support my points. I felt pretty good about it.

Taylor is pretty efficient about her work, I like it.

A way in which it has influenced society is that now instead of normal crime bosses, we have regenarative metal-scaled hellfire-spewing living human dragon crime bosses. Don’t ask me how I know or why I smell of ash and smoke.

“I didn’t get much done,” Greg said, “I got distracted by this new game I got and it is really really good, it’s called Space Opera, have you played it?”

Oh--Ohno

Greg no

A full minute later he was still on the same topic, even though I wasn’t playing any attention to him or giving him any feedback on what he was saying, “…you have to understand it’s a genre, and it’s one I’ve really been getting into it lately, since I started watching this anime called – Oh, hey, Julia!”  Greg broke off from his monologue to wave with enough energy and excitement that I felt a little embarrassed to just be sitting next to him.  I turned in my seat to see one of Madison’s friends coming in, late.

Oh god this boy is a walking human disaster.

“Can I be in Madison’s group?” Julia asked Mr. Gladly.

“That wouldn’t be fair.  Greg’s group only has three people.  Help them,” Mr. Gladly said.

Julia walked over to where we were sitting and made a face.  Just loud enough for us to hear, she muttered a disgusted, “Ew.”  I felt much the same about her joining us.

nooooooo

The bad situation got even worse!!

Whyyyy

It was downhill from there.  Madison’s group moved so the four of them were sitting right next to our group, which let Julia talk with them while still sitting with us.  The presence of all the popular and attractive girls in the class just got Greg more wound up, and he began trying to insert himself into their conversation, only to get shut down or ignored.  It was embarrassing to watch.

Well this class is being all around fantastic.

If the bitches are the apocalypse then Greg is blowing the fucking trumpets.

“Greg,” I said, trying to distract him from the other group, “Here’s what I did over the weekend.  What do you think?”

I handed him the work I had done.  To his credit, he gave it a serious read.

“This is really good, Taylor,” He said, when he was done.

“Let me see,” Julia said.  Before I could stop him, Greg dutifully handed my work over to her.  I watched her glance over it, then toss it onto Madison’s table.  There were a few giggles.

NO

“Give that back,” I said.

“Give what back?” Julia said.

“Madison,” I said, ignoring Julia, “Give it back.”

Madison, cute and petite and crush of choice for half the guys in our grade, turned and managed a combined look and tone of such condescension that a grown man would have flinched, “Nobody is talking to you, Taylor.”

Aaaaaaaaaaaaa

Why are they the worst! They are masterful at being the worst!!

That was that.  Short of running to the teacher and complaining, I wasn’t going to get my work back, and anyone who considered that an option has clearly never been in high school.  Greg looked between me and the girls with a kind of panic before settling into a funk, Sparky had his head down on his desk, either asleep or close to it, and I was left fuming.  I made an attempt at trying to to salvage things, but getting Greg to focus was impossible, as he constantly tried to apologize and made lame attempts to convince the other group to give my work back.  Our time ran out, and Mr. Gladly picked out people from each group to stand up and go over what they had come up with.

*flips an infinite number of tables*

This is painful and very realistic at the same time! You sure know how to evoke gigantic feelings of frustration, Wildbow!

I sighed as Mr. Gladly picked Greg to do our group’s presentation, and was forced to watch Greg botch it badly enough that Mr. Gladly asked him to sit down before he was finished.  Greg was one of those kids I always figured made teachers groan inwardly when they raised their hands in class.  The sort of kid that took twice as long to answer as anyone else, and was often only half-right or so off-tangent that it derailed the discussion.  I couldn’t imagine what had possessed Mr. Gladly to pick Greg to do our group’s presentation.

And of course Greg is the one picked! Of couuurse.

The universe is a petty bitch like that.

Honestly Taylor, the fact that you haven’t said fuck it, and gone Exodus on the school is proof that you are a good person.

What made things worse was that I then got to watch Madison rattle off my very impressive sounding list of ways capes had changed the world.  She cribbed almost all of my stuff; fashion, economics, Tinkers and the tech boom, the fact that movies, television and magazines had been tweaked to accommodate cape celebrities, and so on.  Still, she got it wrong when explaining how law enforcement had changed.  My point had been that with qualified capes easing the workload and taking over for most high profile crises, law enforcement of all stripes were more free to train and expand their skill sets, making for smarter, more versatile cops.  Madison just made it sound like they got a lot of vacation days.

Oh fuck off Madison! At least you explained it wrong, you absolute dick.

This is just the “Taylor’s life sucks” episode, isn’t it?

Mr. Gladly named another group as the winners, by virtue of the sheer number of things they had come up with, though he made a point of saying the quality of Madison’s work was nearly good enough to count.  From there, he moved on to his lecture.

At least she didn’t win. There is some justice in the world.

A pitiful, insignificant amount...

I was steamed and I could hardly focus on the lecture, as my power crackled and tugged at my attention from the periphery of my consciousness, making me acutely aware of every bug within a tenth of a mile.  I could tune it out, but the extra concentration that took, coupled with the anger I felt towards Madison and Mr. Gladly, was distracting enough that I couldn’t focus on the lecture.  I took a cue from Sparky and put my head down on the desk.  Being as exhausted from the previous night’s activity as I was, it was all I could do to keep from dozing off.  Still, spending the class half asleep made it go by faster.  I was startled when the bell rang.

Oh shit her powers get more powerful or precise when she’s pissed off! That is very interesting

At least she can keep it in check and not have a bee accidentally give the Lung treatment of stinger to eyeball to some of these wonderful individuals.

As everyone gathered their things and began to file out, Mr. Gladly approached me and quietly said, “I’d like you to stick around for a few minutes, please.”

I just nodded and put my books away, then waited for the teacher to finish negotiating where to meet the prize winners from the class contest so he could pay for their prizes.

When it was just me and Mr. Gladly in the classroom, he cleared his throat and then told me, “I’m not stupid, you know.”

“Okay,” I replied, not sure how to respond.

!!! Is Mr. Gladly actually going to do something?!

Nice!! Good on you, Gladly, for bringing this up!

“I have something of an idea of what goes on in my classroom.  I don’t know exactly who, but I know some people are giving you a pretty hard time.”

“Sure,” I said.

“I saw the mess left on your usual seat today.  I remember a few weeks back when glue was smeared on your desk and chair.  There was also the incident that happened at the start of the year.  All of your teachers had a meeting about that.”

I couldn’t meet his gaze as he brought that last event up.  I looked at my feet.

“And I’m guessing there’s more that I don’t know about?”

Please talk about it Taylor, this cannot continue like this.

“Yeah,” I said, still looking down.  It was hard to explain how I felt about this conversation.  I was gratified, I think, that someone had brought it up, but annoyed that that someone was Mr. Gladly.  I felt kind of embarrassed too, like I had walked into a door and someone was trying too hard to make sure I was okay.

“I asked you after the glue incident.  I’m asking you again.  Would you be willing to go to the office with me, to talk with the principal and vice principal?”

Ow, Taylor you poor thing! I know exactly how you’re feeling and how much it sucks, but this situation merits the genuine concern!

It is not shameful to need help

After a few moments of consideration, I looked up and asked him, “What would happen?”

“We’d have a discussion about what’s been going on.  You would name the person or people you believe responsible, and each of them would be called in to talk to the principal, in turn.”

“And they’d get expelled?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.

Mr. Gladly shook his head, “If there was enough proof, they would be suspended for several days, unless they’ve done something very serious. Further offenses could lead to longer suspensions or expulsion.”

...A several day suspension isn’t going to do shit.

I gave a rueful chuckle, feeling the frustration welling up, “Great.  So they might miss a few days of school, and only if I can prove they were behind it all… and whether they get suspended or not, they feel a hundred percent justified in whatever else they do to the rat for revenge.”

Yeaah Taylor is right here. This is just going to backfire.

“If you want things to get better, Taylor, you have to start somewhere.”

“That isn’t a starting point.  It’s shooting myself in the foot,” I said, pulling my bag over my shoulder.  When he didn’t immediately respond, I left the classroom.

I have to say, they really managed to capture how schools can be Agressively, Gloriously Useless in issues like this a lot of the time

Emma, Madison, Sophia and a half dozen other girls were standing in the hall, waiting for me.

Oh my god it keeps getting worse!

How does it keep getting worse!!

[riseimagines]

Meet the writer

Here’s a little something about your disaster of a writer ;9

Name: Zebdo

Nicknames: Zeb, Z, Zebby, Lelo

Age: 17

Gender: Genderfluid. Use any pronouns you want, I don’t mind~

Nationality: Argentinian

Spoken languages: Spanish (native), English (with a degree), Danish (learning), Italian (learning)

When and why did you start your blog? I started this blog in January of 2019 out of spite. I love making headcanons and come up with ideas for fics, and for some reason, I didn’t really see many reader insert-y content in the ROTTMNT fandom. So I said to my friends “Hey should I make an imagines blog? I have nowhere to dump my ideas.” and before I knew it I had made the blog at 3 am on a Saturday’s dawn

Favorite turtle? Can’t really choose! But I love Leo a lot

Favorite villain? Warren Stones

Favorite turtle universe? Besides Rise, I’d say 87 TMNT. I can’t just choose one

Favorite April? 2K18 and 87 are in a tie, 2k18 April wins by a hair

How many pets do you have? I have two old dogs, an Airedale terrier, and a white schnauzer miniature!

Favorite animals? Dragons, crocodiles, snakes, manatees, chameleons, turtles and tortoises

Coffee or tea? Both are good

Favorite video game? Pokemon, OSU, Team Fortress 2, Apex Legends

Favorite songs/bands? Tough one! I like almost every artist I’m introduced to and my favorites are always changing. Right now my favorite songs are Through The Fire And Flames - DragonForce, Mr.Jones - Bitch Lungs, The Kids Aren’t Alright - The Offspring. And my favorite artists are Cage The Elephant, Oliver Trees, Mother Mother, Gorillaz, and Red Hot Chili Peppers

Do you play any instruments, and can you sing? I play a little of everything; Piano, keyboard, ukulele, guitar, kalimba, and drums. I can’t sing at all, but I can drop some sick raps

How tall are you? I’m 1,73 (5'8’’)

Favorite place to write? In my room at night, and in the garden during the day

Favorite part of writing? When I get the characters on point and their interactions are fluid

Books or authors that influenced your style? Rick Riordan is my biggest inspiration. The Name Of The Wind, Lord Of The Rings and Altered Carbon are also big insps

How do you deal with writer’s block? I go through things that make me get in the mood for what I’m trying to write, like watching an angsty AMV/video/episode or looking for cute aesthetics, even just rewatching some episodes from the series

Poetry or prose? Both are great. I usually write with prose, but if what I’m working on fits with poetry, I’ll use that.

Who do you write for? Myself, my friends, the people who share the same interests as me

Do you listen to music when you’re writing? Yeah I listen to chill beats, vaporwave, lo-fi, retrowave, sometimes daycore or pitched down edits

How many stories do you work at a time? As many as I can and feel like doing. It depends on the day, really, there’re times I can hardly work on one fic/scenario and others I’m working on three things at the same time

Favorite genre to write in? Realistic fiction, drama, horror, romance, and fantasy

What do you find the hardest to write in a story? The beginning is hard for me, I always get ideas for the plot and situations that will happen in the middle or end but never know how to correctly start a story

What things are you most comfortable writing or like to write? Descriptions, dude. The “show, don’t tell” stuff? Love it. To be able to make someone understand what’s going on in a character’s mind with only their actions and ways of seeing the world…that’s my tea

[roseduroi]

I believe in you || Theo Raeken

Pairing: Theo Raeken x Reader

Word count: 3,193

Summary: Theo Raeken has always been known as the Bad Guy, the Villain of the story. When he came back from Hell, no one believed he'd learned his lesson. But that's until a sweet petite girl shows up, offering her help. Takes place at 6x12

{A/N}: I was never good at writing summaries. My very first story inserting the Reader! I know how much sometimes it means to read a preference (or a Fanfiction, or an Imagine, or a One-shot), a story with a {Y/N}; how much it can help. It's even better to read it about you and your heroes. To have an opportunity to imagine something you wish was true.  

So being a fangirl and some-kind-of-writer, I wrote a few parts series about one of my favorite characters. English isn't my native language, I'm so sorry for the mistakes.

Much much love and happy reading!

It was one of those cold nights that Theo had to spend in his car. After he had come back from Hell, he became homeless. His “family” kicked him out, probably because they were still afraid of him; after all, he had tortured them, manipulated them, and used them. And Theo didn’t even blame them, heck he totally understood these people. He was cruel and ruthless, and selfish back then, no wonder why he didn’t have friends either to ask for help. No one wanted to help him, he was known as the Bad Guy, and one of the hardest things in life is to get rid of the reputation you’ve made over the years, months, or even weeks. After all, it only takes seven seconds to make your first impression and weeks to try to change it into something better.

No one believed that he’d changed and was no longer the same guy who only wanted power. Being in Hell made its point that the power isn’t everything. Cruelty doesn’t make you powerful, but it makes you feared. And as much as Theo had tried to make them believe he’d changed, it had always been pointless, because no one had listened. And he thought he deserved it, every second he spent on Earth after he’d returned from Hell, Theo believed he merited it. He considered himself that he didn’t deserve forgiveness, that forgiveness had to be earned and that that it would be earned, at first he needed to be given a chance to finally prove that there is some good left in him. But no one had given a try. Why should they anyway? After everything he’d done, after all that pain he’d caused, bad things he’d done, why should they spare him? Not for nothing they say karma is a bitch.

Theo parked his car near the abandoned building, away from the city center, hoping that at least here he would get some rest without any interrupting from the police and he could finally fall asleep in peace.  He wrapped the blanket around himself and lay on his back, placing one arm under his head, and another on his abdomen. The young male lifted his eyes and looked at the night sky view through the window of the car. It was probably the only positive thing about sleeping in the truck. The sky was always beautiful, cloudy or not, it was one of the most beautiful things he's ever seen, and he wouldn’t have seen it if he was in the house, on the comfortable bed, sleeping under the roof.

But mostly he liked to stare at the stars, these shiny small dots in the sky which showed you the path you should go. He listened to, with the help of the wind rustling tree leaves; from time to time his ears caught the sounds of a passing car across the street or the fading footsteps of a simple human. He always gazed at the Moon, his hazel eyes scanning over it all, remembering the story about how the sun loved the Moon so much he died every night to let her breathe. Theo never stopped looking, dreaming or thinking about it, he just always waited until his eyes felt heavy and sleep took over his body, sinking into the deep Kingdom of sleep.

He closed his eyes, just wanting to rest for a little while before one of the deputies shows up again and tells him to leave. But just as he’d closed his hazel eyes, a soft knocking on the window could be heard.

A deep sigh left his mouth. He just wanted to get some sleep, was it too much to ask?

The light brown-haired male frowned and began to say something, but when he saw that the person outside the window wasn’t someone he’d expected to see standing there, he quickly shut his mouth. Theo widened his eyes and slowly sat up when he saw a girl, standing in front of him with a sincere and friendly smile on her face.  

It was {Y/N}, {Y/N} McCall, Scott’s little sister. Her hair was braided into a messy thick braid with a few strands falling on her face.  Her eyes were big and full of empathy and gentleness. Her cheeks were pink and a little bit puffy from the coldness. She wore a white long-sleeved shirt with black small elephants all over the soft material. While her black jeans matched her white converse shoes. {Y/N} was a very beautiful, petite girl, who sparkled with her innocence and kindness.  

Theo didn’t know her very well though. He didn't get a chance to get to know her better. Sure, he's met her in person before and all, they've even exchanged a few words between each other, but that's it, nothing more, nothing less. He remembered the day he met her, the early Saturday morning when he accidentally spilled his coffee all over her t-shirt, ruining it at the process. It wasn't like it had never happened before, because it sure had, many times before, because let's be clear, he was never an early morning person, so anyway, he'd been expecting some yelling, snapping and harsh words flying everywhere (that was what he'd always received after) but instead of it he got a soft "it's okay" from her.      

After that, they’d become friends, sort of. When Scott had found out about Theo being friends with his little sister, he strictly forbade her from seeing him, but {Y/N} didn’t take it very well. She was hurt knowing that Scott didn’t support her friendship with Theo, and she was even more hurt when her mum, Melissa, had taken her brother’s side, agreeing with him that it was for the best if Theo weren’t in her life. The Chimera hadn’t been very surprised by such a behavior. No, he‘d even understood why Scott was doing so and why Melissa was agreeing with him and not {Y/N}. {Y/N} had a very soft heart, she was naïve. And that was why Theo had chosen to back away.  He was starting to care for her and caring for her meant danger. She would’ve been in danger if he’d stayed in her life. He didn’t want that, Scott and his mum were right, it was for the best.

“{Y/N}?“ Theo asked, sitting up, his voice full of surprise. “What are you doing here?”

“I went grocery shopping.” The girl answered quickly, gripping her jeans as he frowned a little bit, clearly knowing she was lying. He didn’t even need to listen to her heartbeat to tell she’d lied, her eyes said everything that was needed. And besides all the stores were closed at this hour. “What are you doing here?”

“Admiring the sky.” The Chimera simply pointed out and got out of the car, a small frown still on his face. She took a small step back, giving him some space and tilting her head that she could look into his eyes. “Why are you really here? And don’t lie.” He asked, looking straight into her eyes and listening to how quickly her heart was beating. She was nervous and... Did he smell concern?

“I...” {Y/N} stopped briefly, thinking if she should say the real reason why she was here. The young girl shyly tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear as a small blush appeared on her now gentle pink cheeks. “I-I’m here for you.” She stuttered.

“You don’t have to sleep in the car every night.” She looked down at the ground, finding her shoes very interesting now. “It’s not safe.”  

The male’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t need your pity.” He bickered, his voice coming out a bit harsher than he wanted to. The girl’s eyes widened and she looked up at him.

“It’s not pity.” She shook her head. “I just think you don’t deserve it.” The girl said and after a brief moment of silent, she added. “No one does.”

“I do,” Theo said and dropped his gaze, no longer wanting to look into her eyes. “I killed my own sister, {Y/N}, your brother. I had done horrible things to people, to your friends. How come I don’t deserve so?” She cringed a little when he mentioned Scott. She remembered that night, remembered how her mum was trying to save him, how tears streamed down her face, she remembered the indescribable fear she felt for her big brother. But she shook off the bad memory; she wasn’t there to remind him of his horrible decisions and mistakes he’d made. No. She was there to help him, not judge him.

{Y/N} focused on his guilty eyes that wouldn’t meet hers.

“You were literally dragged to Hell. That was your punishment. People change, Theo.” She said softly, staring into his eyes when he’d finally looked at her. “You’ve changed.”

“Not everyone would agree with you on this one, Peaches.” He told her, using her nickname. The girl frowned her eyebrows a little as her lower lip protruded in a small, imperceptible pout. He always called her that, it was a nickname made by him for only her. From the very first day he met her, as he saw these pink soft cheeks of hers, which painted, even more, pinker as she blushed, the nickname Peaches had stuck ever since then.  

“Who cares what others think?” She asked, deciding to ignore the nickname.

Theo had always admired how she’s always tried to see the good in people, even in those who have made bad decisions in their life. Just like him. She always wanted to give them a change, saying if people would try to be kinder to one another, try to understand each other a little bit more often; the world would be a better place. Perhaps it would, after all, we’ve created the world we are now living in ourselves, but in the same way, we can make it better. We are the blacksmith of our lives. We made it this way, but we can also try to make it better.

The girl sighed. “I didn’t come here to judge you, Theo. I came here because I want to help you.” She told him softly and took a step closer to him.

“You could spend a few nights or as much as you need at my house, you know until you get back on your feet. I would talk to my mum and Scott; you wouldn’t have to worry about them.” Theo felt a warm feeling spread across his chest as she continued talking. The thought of her caring for him warmed his heart. “It’s not safe to be here, especially at night time. Anything could happen.”

“I’m a Chimera, {Y/N}. I can defend myself perfectly fine." Theo reminded her, closing his eyes for a brief moment before opening them, his now glowing golden eyes staring directly at her. But when he flicked his wrist and his sharp claws sprouted out, the girl flinched and without realizing it she took a small step back.

Theo froze as he noticed her flinching. He quickly shifted his eyes back to normal and retracted his claws, not wanting to scare her more, it was the last thing he wanted to do. God, how could he be so stupid? He looked at her, wanting to see her eyes, but she was staring at the ground as if she were embarrassed about what has just happened.

“See what I’m talking about?” After some time of silence, he spoke gentle, causing her to lift up her head and look at him with sad eyes. “How can people trust me, if they‘re afraid?”

“Theo, I’m not–“ but he cut her off.

“You should go. It’s late. Scott and your mum are probably worrying that you’re not home.” He said calmly. “And believe me when I say none of them will be happy if they find out you’re with me.”

“I’m not going anywhere without you. And if necessary, I’ll stay here all night."

He was fascinated by her stubbornness and determination. He loved to see that spark that lighted her eyes when she defended something that she thought was right. But right now it wasn’t one of those moments. Yes, she was very kind by offering him to stay at her house and help him get back on his feet again, but he also knew that even if she did talk to her brother and mum, they still wouldn’t change their mind. {Y/N} would just get in trouble because of him. Scott would probably get mad at her and Melissa wouldn’t be very pleased too. He knew how much her family meant to her, and he would never try to stand between her family and her. He just couldn’t hurt her that much.

So he looked into her eyes for the last time, giving her that "go home" look, and got into the driver's seat, leaving her standing there alone, lost in her own thoughts.

A soft shaky sigh left {Y/N}’s mouth as she shivered. It was late and they both were tired, but the girl wasn’t going anywhere. She didn’t come here just to have a pep talk with him and go home. No, and if she needed to prove to him that she wasn’t pitying him, fine, she’d do it, she’d stay here all night if necessary. She cared for him, deeply.

When she looked at Theo, his eyes were closed, but she knew he wasn’t sleeping. The girl frowned slightly. Maybe the feelings were one-sided? Maybe he really didn’t change and Scott and Melissa were right? Maybe some people don’t change, that they’re just overwhelmed with anger and can feel only contempt for others human beings..? But she refused to think that way. She just couldn’t. If it’s not her who will see the good in others, then who will?  

She slowly sat down on the cold ground and leaned against the door of the truck. She pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, trying to warm up. The night was pretty cold and she began to regret she hadn’t taken a jacket with herself. She just didn’t think she would need to spend the night outside. The girl put her head on her knees and closed her eyes, listening to the loud silence.

After some time Theo opened his eyes and sighed. {Y/N} was still here and she really was not going to go anywhere without him. He could clearly and loudly hear how rapidly her heart was beating from the cold. He heard her teeth chattering, her hard breathing, and how she moved from time to time, trying to warm herself up at least a little bit. He couldn’t continue listening to it as if it was nothing, he couldn’t ignore it anymore. It was like being tortured, worse. Theo cared for her and listening to her shaking from the cold hurt him. And if she gets sick, it will be his entire fault.

The Chimera looked at the car’s mirror and only then he understood that she really was going to keep her word and won’t go anywhere. She just sat there, curled up in a ball on attempt to keep herself warm, and probably thinking how much of an idiot he was now being.

Theo frowned when he got out of the car and the chilly wind met his face. The night was cool, the wind blew gentle but chilly breezes as the small dots were brightly shining in the sky. He turned his head to the left, his gaze softening at the sight in front of him.

“{Y/N}?” He whispered but didn’t get any response. Could she have fallen asleep in this chilly weather? Theo knelt down in front of her trembling body and carefully put his large hand on her knee, giving it a firm but gently shake. “Peaches, wake up.”

“Theo?” {Y/N} blinked. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at the kneeling Chimera in front of her.  

“Come on, let’s go to the car.” He told her gently. “You’re shaking.”

“You care.” The girl smiled softly and slowly stood up. His arms were gently placed on her torso, holding her balance, while her palms rested on his broad shoulders and her cheek was pressed to his firm chest. Theo was warm and she needed someone to hold her. She felt happy. Never in her life has she felt this safe as she felt now being held in his arms. He was giving her everything a woman would ever want from her man. Protection. Love. Warmth.

She didn’t know when it happened. She didn’t know when she started to have those feelings for him. Maybe it was when she saw him for the very first time or maybe when he saved Liam, but from that exact moment, she knew he’d changed. The old Theo would have never done that. From that moment, she knew he was trying to fix things up; he was trying to be better and maybe just then she realized she felt something more than friendly feelings toward him. She didn’t know, but what she did know was that, that at this exact moment she just wanted to feel his lips on hers.

Everything was perfect. The stars, the Moon, even that chilly wind wasn’t that chilly anymore. When their eyes met, it seemed like everything froze. She slowly shut her eyes, tilting up her head a little and when their lips were just inches apart, Theo opened his eyes and pulled away.

He pulled away… he rejected her.

But as soon as she wanted to step away from him, Theo growled and only then {Y/N} saw that they weren’t alone. Several men, hunters, stood before them, surrounding them and pointing their guns directly at her and Theo. Theo’s eyes flashed gold as he gently pushed the petite girl behind him, standing in front of her as if he was her shield. He could hear how quickly her heart was beating, telling him she was scared. And he was too; the thought of her being hurt frightened him.  

And then they fired.

[nihoneshi]

The Mun Behind The Muse(s)

The rules are simple. Repost, don’t reblog, and just tag the first five muns you think of to do this meme!

PERSONAL

Nickname(s):  Aqua / Aquatex

Gender Identity/Sexuality: Male / Homosexual

Married?: No

Have Kids?: No

Mun Faceclaim: None. (Old Faceclaims were Alphonse Elric and Miles “Tails” Prowler) 

Three Favorite Disney Movies:  I actually haven’t watched Disney related stuff in over a couple of years. I have no memory of them. 

Three Favorite Disney Villains:  ?

If You Had a Catchphrase: I don’t wanna answer this 

“If You Could Be a Mythical Creature: Dragon, 100%, no doubt about it. 

Favorite Texture to Feel:  Silk, Fur is also an amazing feeling. 

Favorite Smells:  Cinnamon / Apricot / Wintergreen

Favorite Genre(s): Fantasy, Adventure

Best Childhood Memory: Sadly I don’t think I have one, not that I remember, I guess it was watching my old bullies get expelled and then arrested a few years later for attempted murder. 

Worst Childhood Memory: I fell off my bike going really fast when I was nine but a drunk person was speeding and it was either get hurt or get severely injured and I picked scrapes and a broken tooth over possibly dying, that or the Blood clot that caused me to be in the ER for 5 days, yeah, probably blood clot, that shit left me partially crippled and fully traumatized. 

If You Could Tell Your Past Self One Thing: Don’t stress eat, that’s it. 

If You Could Go Anywhere in the World:  Japan, I love their traditions, I love their culture, I love the scenery, everything about Japan is amazing. 

One Lie You Told in the Last Year:  That my eating schedule is fine, it is not, I’m leaning on eating once a day and that’s anywhere from 3pm to 10pm. 

One Interesting Thing You Learned Recently:  Spike Chunsoft is livestreaming some ‘exciting news’ on Wednesday the 19th at 6pm PDT, aka, PMD5 hype. 

Random Useless Fact You Know:  In the original Italian version of Cinderella, the benevolent fairy godmother figure was a cat.

Plans for the Future:  Try to improve my mental health and get to a point in my life where I can finally go out with my life.

Least Favorite Interview Question:  Something else I’m obviously not answering 

ROLEPLAYING

Note: The muses don’t have to be yours. They can be a partner’s muse, or one you’ve seen on your dash.

Favorite Muse: My Grovyle muse for Pokemon Mystery Dungeon. I’ve had him for a little over 4 years and my canon-divergent portrayal is to die for, I adore him, my friends and partners adore him, and he’s probably a muse I won’t ever give up. 

Least Favorite Muse:  Insert my 10 year old self’s Sonic OCs, do I have to explain? 

Favorite Thread Plot:  For this blog? Any thread with @timekeeperlindar so far has been amazing, I love having Delbin interact with Lindar (As Fluffy or Smutty as it has gotten in the past) 

Least Favorite Thread Plot: Probably the last bad thread plot was a crack plot on an old blog that admittedly is way too cringy that I don’t wanna speak about it. 

Favorite OC: My New Eliksni OC for Destiny 1 and 2, He’s adorable, I actually commissioned someone like...3 hours after I finished everything for the character, He already has an extremely fleshed out storyline and backstory, but I haven’t written with him yet, just a favorite in general. 

Least Favorite OC:  Insert the Sonic OCs from 8 years old here. 

If You Could Meet One Muse: Probably Lucas...he seems like a guy who really loves traveling on top of being a cartographer. 

Which Muse Would You Punch:  Third Time, insert cringy edgy cliche sonic OC here. 

Which Muse Would You Hug:  My Grovyle, he’s gone through so much pain even in the canon story, he deserves it so much. 

For the Other People

tagged by - @the-purple-hero

tagging - anyone of you nerds. 

[thebigpapilio]

Into The Mothverse: My “Hero/Villain” AND “Favorite Ship” Prompts!

It was worrisome when Red Admiral was sucked into another universe. It was more problematic when she learned the Moth Miraculous was being misused here. Even when the heroes of this universe (not to mention others) were getting defeated with ease by multiple of these “akumas,” she gritted her teeth and pushed forward. But when Tenace Renard (who was supposed to be in jail for life) showed up with the other heroes��� villains, the stress became too much. Unable to access her abtal, Red Admiral stuck to joining the other heroes in close-up combat. Daggers did good work. As soon as Hawkmoth had learned of the other villains’ arrival, he surprisingly joined Ladybug and Chat Noir’s side. “I know the villain behind this group,” he had growled, “and its goal is to destroy all of the Miraculouses and all of the universes that contain them. That monster is why I needed your Miraculouses, Ladybug and Chat Noir. For now, however, we will have to team up to survive.” With a young ravenette named Mariposa, a cowboy-sounding young adult named Papilio (who claimed to wield a butterfly-themed Miraculous instead of a moth), a somewhat-bratty blonde named Phalène, and even a humanoid-dinosaur creature with a cannonlike mouth named Swallowtail, Red Admiral joined Hawkmoth to fight these evils while Ladybug and her universe’s allies kept the home turf safe. After the “Flying Hearts” (as nicknamed by Chat Noir) defeated their first villain as a team - a scientist who put more focus into her powers of light and dark than making other people villains (aside from hypnotizing people to be her test subjects) nicknamed Leamhan - she dissolved into pure dark energy. Hawkmoth confirmed that this was the work of Wàngjìle - the monster who he’d mentioned earlier. According to him, Hawkmoth’s wife had been afflicted by Wàngjìle’s power when she put on a cursed peafowl Miraculous (Red sensed Chat Noir still over the intercom), and he desired Ladybug and Chat Noir’s Miraculouses to cure her. “Yeah, that’s nice, but does that excuse you hurting others?” grumbled Red Admiral, having had enough of the elder’s sympathy-raising speech. Astounded, the current universe’s Moth wielder turned to her. “Sorry, bucko,” added Papilio, “I don’t know about your wife, but if you brought me back from the dead because you loved me that much, I’d be more freaked out than flattered!” Phalène quietly snarked something about how she’d probably end up divorcing his (insert word not to be said around children here) if he wasn’t so scary. Hawkmoth remained mostly silent throughout their time fighting the next few fake versions of their villains - Papilio’s enemies Tortue Cerveau, Miss Fortune & Chat Blanc were the second group to battle them, and Tenace Renard followed after. Even the traitorous Mayura could not defeat the Flying Hearts. She might have been possessed, actually, but the curse had claimed Mme. Sancoeur before the Flying Hearts could figure that out. Eventually, with the help of the Guardian, Red Admiral and company were able to access the world containing Wàngjìle. The tradeoff was that only one of them could face the creature of universes if the rest of them wanted to go home. Thankfully, Fu and his trainee Carapace created multiversal communicators to make sure everyone got home safe. As Red Admiral walked through the portal home, she couldn’t help but wonder what would become of the others. Years went by, and Alix eventually yielded her Miraculous to a young man she trained herself. She had almost finished training the hero and musician when some young Moth wielders named Greyling, Rabbler, Brick, Gothic, Foxglove and Firetip showed up in her Paris with their enemies in pursuit. This time, however, she knew what she needed to do. It was time to enter the Mothverse once more, and as Alix (armed with a bat and something akin to armor) and Death’s Head plunged down toward battle, Alix could not help but shout…   “What’s up, danger!”

[3wisellamas]

Character Creation Tag

Tagged by @the-golden-ghost​

I...don't talk a lot about my OCs on here.  ^^;  But, for the purposes of this thing, think I'll rant about Kelly, since I just think she's neat.  If you don't know her (and you probably don't), uh...think big blob alien.

1) What was the first element of your character that you remember considering?

To be honest, she kind of came out of me trying to think about how her species would really work, or especially how they'd interact with the humans that had taken over their planet, back when the plot happened after a SUCCESSFUL human invasion.  Since I was still figuring out the characters in general I didn't have any aliens yet, it was actually mostly about the robots, so I just...made her up, to have a way of exploring that stuff.

2) Did you design them with any other characters from their universe in mind?

Admittedly, not really.  She was just...some rando, a test character that I figured I would end up plugging into a tiny part of the story eventually, after finally coming up with it.  Her having any real development or even being a major character wasn't a consideration for a while!

Heck, she still clashes with the non-gel characters a lot, kind of on purpose, to show how alien she is -- or, rather, how alien THEY are compared to her!

3) How did you chose their name?

Uh...picked it at random?  ^^;  Okay, I actually did have a thought process.  I came up with her full name, Alkeli, first -- a little play on the word "Alkaline", since she's made of an extremely basic/low-ph material.  Kelly was just a cute nickname for her that stuck.

4) In developing their backstory, what elements of their world played the most influential part?

Hoo boy, here we go.  Like I said, she was originally a VERY inconsequential character that I was just using for playing with concepts, but then I changed the plot to deal with the consequences of a FAILED human invasion of the aliens' planet rather than a successful one.  So, since the aliens were still top dog and actively trying to wipe out the few humans left, the human characters needed some leverage in order to survive.  I reworked Kelly as a character with connections to both worlds -- she's an alien, but was raised by the humans.  And I thought it'd be especially funny for her to technically be considered one of the main humans' "twin" sister as a part of that (I get a lot of joke mileage out of reactions to that little fact.)

5/6/7) Is there any significance behind their hair color/eye color/height?

Well, she doesn't have hair, so that's a problem.  She also doesn't actually have eyes, though she does have fake ones as part of her translator device -- them being blue really isn't too significant, other than her dad just picking it because it's his favorite color.  :P

Her height actually is kinda significant, though!  Most gel who interact with humans do so via translator devices, which give them a "face" and shape them to look a tiny bit more humanoid as part of it, but they usually still stay kinda blobby and close to the ground.  Instead, Kelly is super tol and intentionally tries to look more human-ish with hers, to show that she literally considers herself more human than gel.

8) What do you relate to within their character/story?

Let's see here.  Zero social skills, doesn't relate to really anyone at all, and is often a jerk to others without realizing it?  Check.  Forced by her parents into their own future plans, with her own dreams pretty much disregarded?  Check.  Low-key wants to be an artist even though she has exactly zero talent?  Check.  Total weeb loser who mostly just hides in her room playing video games all day?  Triple check.

9) Are they based off you in any way?

She might actually be the closest character in the whole thing to a self-insert.  ^^;  Which is saying something...

10) Did you know what your character’s sexuality would be at the time of their creation?

Nope.  I still don't even know.  Her species doesn't actually...reproduce, like at all (that's even a major plot point, since Kelly's birth and existence is VERY unusual!), but that's as far as I went in thinking about it.  Like to think of her as ace/aro nowadays though.

11) What have you found is the most difficult art form in creating your character?

She's actually pretty easy to draw in my usual 2D cartoony style, but...I honestly have NO idea how she'd work in 3D space at all, so if I ever tried to render her in any 3D medium it wouldn't go well.  ^^;  And neither does anything more realistic either -- did I mention she's literally a mass of semitransparent goop?  Trust me, I've tried.  It doesn't work.

12) How far past canon events that take place in their world have you extended their story?

I typically have my characters' ENTIRE lives planned out.  So...yeah.  All of it.  Not elaborating though, because spoil.

13) If you had to narrow it down to 2 things you MUST keep in mind while working with this OC, what would they be?

1.  Even if she's pretty much a human culturally, she is NOT one physically.  She works very differently from the other non-gel characters; she can only see in certain circumstances, for instance, and her other senses all work differently too, including ones humans don't actually have.  Her physical capabilities are also very different, too, which I gotta keep in mind for the various shenanigans the cast get into -- if everyone has to jump off a thing she can't follow them, but if they need anything underwater they'd be stupid not to go right to her!

2.  Her manner of speaking is also VERY different from the humans and robots, because like all gel she doesn't have a mouth and all her speech has to be translated -- can't slip up and accidentally have her use a contraction!  (until the plot twist that she's totally faking it for reasons and CAN speak like everyone else, hehe...)

14) What is something about your OC that makes you laugh?

She's definitely one of the snarkier characters, always taking shots at my more ridiculous characters and plot points.  ^^  Plus, take away her mask and she's...literally just a big angry blob of jello.  That sleeps in a tiny fishtank.  There's just something inherently funny about that.

15) What is something about your OC that makes you cry?

Just...a lot of her backstory, and how it shapes her attitude as an adult.  I put a LOT of the shit I've been through into her, good and bad, and sometimes it's...a bit much for me admittedly.

16) Is there some element you regret adding to your OC or their story?

She can be TOO standoffish and aloof, REALLY taking after her father, and her character development goes along some pretty dark routes.  It fits her, and is totally appropriate for her role in the story, but...unlike her dad, she isn't always a lovable asshole, and writing those scenes is NOT fun or easy, when she ends up making mistakes and hurting my other OCs and especially her family because of it.

17) What is the most recent thing that you’ve discovered about your OC?

Um...  oO  Not 100% sure what this means.  The newest thing I added to them?  Probably that she'd totally make a kickass spy if she actually went for it.  She's definitely got the stealth and detective skills!

18) Favorite OC fact?

She considers herself a white hat hacker.  Well, as long as she's hacking the people she cares about -- to her enemies, she can wreak a surprising amount of havoc, and is the main source of info on the villains' plots from all the data she steals from them early on in the story (and continues to be, as she starts decrypting it throughout...)

Tagging:  Nah.  If you wanna steal and gush about an OC, go for it.

[the-genesis-caveat]

Hey, it's me, the anon that wanted to know about creaturae! :)

I checked out the tag and I absolutely ADORE your writing!! And overall the story just sounds super good! But I think my favorite thing is the name's of your characters- I always struggle giving names to mine that suit them but yours just work really well??

Okay but I'm not just here to compliment your work as I actually have a question/request! Could you tell me how old your characters are and maybe some more things about them?

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:DDD thank you!!! I have a pretty weird and arbitrary way of naming characters but it tends to work out :3

This is gonna be super long btw also I'm typing it on mobile sorry for any errors o_0

Ok ok! There's a lot of them and ages are difficult cause time is kinda fucky on creaturae. At the very least they're all adults. There's also no natural death on Creaturae and most people just stop aging at some point. Let's see...

CC is probably technically the oldest? In terms of within the story they've been around since the universe of Creaturae began. They're easily the most powerful being in the universe but they rarely actually appear or do anything, content to just act as an audience to whatever is going on already. They're suspected to have some sort of influence over the parallels however, and when they do show face it's usually to cause trouble for the main group.

Parzival, Genesis, and Iden all refer to the same character at different points in their story. They were the first self insert I put in Creaturae but they're story and backstory have changed a lot since then. Parzival started out as an avian (basically just a person with bird wings lol), grew up with Rev and Emi in a small village, found a magic pencil in a grove that was connected to CC and got creation related powers, ended up accidentally joining a death game sometime in her teen years, became a death god (and got shape shifting ish powers) and ran around with Dorian for a while until the planet formed, created the island that most of the plot occurs on, and was the catalyst and main antagonist of the first parallels arc. When she was taken down and imprisoned she took the name Genesis, and after another arc and his release, he took the name Iden. Currently he's part of the main group, though due to what amounts to a purposeful mental block he's largely depowered.

Rev is a dragonling who was born in the same village and developed a bit of a complex after one of their closest friends Parzival got random magic powers and ran off to "pursue her destiny." They relentlessly sought after and learned all the magic they could, studying on a magic-based fragment for many years. At some point shortly after they became an adult, the universe became unstable due to the lack of anything really holding it together. In order to gain enough power to help, Rev joined and won a death game, becoming a death god and using their new power to piece many of the fragments together to form the planet of Creaturae. They immediately got dragged into Parzival's shenanigans and formed the agency of TAHVA to help monitor the universe and prevent any threats (and also shut down the death games because they were being run by capitalists who wanted personal death god assassins). Currently they run TAHVA from what used to be Parzival's Castle on the island and now servers and the Hub of Creaturae.

Emi is a character I rarely talk about, he's human, lives in the one large city on the island (New Coma City), and tries very hard not to be involved in the plot. He usually succeeds. Fun fact, Emi was supposed to be a placeholder name but I ended up liking it too much XD. Emi, Rev, and Iden are all about the same age and look to be in their mid/late twenties.

Rupee was a war god summoned by Parzival during her villain arc to grant her power. Due to the nature of their agreement, he ended up stuck with Genesis during the prison arc, and afterwards got his own body. Rupee is technically a nickname, his full name is Red King Parzival. Since he mirrored Parzival's personality early on and it mostly stuck, he figured it fit well enough. He's a lot more chill than he used to be, and mostly hangs around the castle helping Rev with TAHVA missions that require a bit more force.

Jay, Lucien, and Adrian are three characters from a story I'm co authoring who show up on Creaturae after their story ends. They're married and I usually tag stuff involving the three of them specifically as #neapolitan trio (yes like the ice cream). Because of how they ended up on Creaturae they were reset to their physical prime, so they look late twenties/early thirties. Jay is usually the most relevant to the main plot, but Lucien and Adrian are typically around whenever she's involved in things.

There's a group called the Jay Syndicate made up of Jay and some of her doppelgangers from AUs of her story. The main ones are DarkJay, Whit (White Crow), DJ (Daylight Jay), Jayden, and Hailstorm. Each AU had changed to major plot events and whatnot that mean they tend to have differing power sets, personalities, and motivations. DarkJay and Whit have the most direct involvement with plotlines in Creaturae, as well as Hunter (Whit's Adrian) and DarkJay's Lucien.

Fafnir is Rev and Parzival's kid, and due to growing up in the Labyrinth he's in his early twenties. He's half dragonling and half avian, and as such has mismatched wings and can't fly. He spends most of his time in his library/hoard, occasionally playing semi important roles in the plot.

Dorian was the first other death god Parzival encountered, they met right after her death game. He's a few years older than her, and they travelled together causing trouble along with his friend/patron Basil for a while before the planet was formed. Once it was, the Labyrinth was also created, and Dorian took up residence there. He has the most influence over the semi sentient (and rather malevolent) labyrinth of beasties and spends most of his time partying it up. He's one of the most powerful characters, but like CC he's usually content to stay in his corner and not cause trouble.

Baron is a character who came from another story through complicated means, and mostly hangs around the castle helping out where he can. He's a few years older than Iden. He's a big fluffy piglin and I love him very much.

McKenzie was originally a demon of sorts but now looks more like some sort of enderman hybrid. They're a Story Collector whose job is to travel Creaturae and collect stories of all the worlds that ended up there. It's a rather important job, and Story Collectors are usually respected highly. He's friends with Mixtape and the main group and helps them our a lot.

Mixtape is I think the newest character, and my current self insert. As such, they're my age (19ish). They have a nebulous connection with Creaturae as a whole but their powers change drastically depending on what's influencing the world at any given time. They showed up sometime after the first few arcs and mostly stay in the castle so they don't get kidnapped by the current antagonists.

Petals is the second youngest character, probably no older than 21. He's a dogboy because yes and he's only been relevant so far in the current arc (tma crossover). His backstory is kind undefined but he used to be friends with Dapper, one of the current antagonists.

Dapper is one of the current arc (tma crossover) antagonists. His backstory is largely irrelevant other than he used to be friends with Petals. He looks to be around the same age as Iden etc but his actual age is unknown.

Patchwork was created by CC and looks like an amalgamation of Rupee and Iden designed purely to fuck with them and Rev. She doesn't really have much personality beyond chaotic and causes problems on purpose.

Hailey is a dragonling born with two tails, a rare genetic mutation marking her as nobility. She was raised as such and is a bit stuck up because of it. She's also a crossover arc antagonist working with Dapper and Patchwork and is in her mid thirties.

I think that covers most of the main characters? There are a few minor recurring characters as well so I'll give shorter descriptions for them :D

Verne is Rev's personal research assistant and a member of TAHVA, he's from a Scythe trilogy fanfic I never ended up writing and appeared in Creaturae due to his story being abandoned.

Lux is Fafnir's partner. They along with their parents Alex and Nick are from the same story as Neapolitan trio! Alex and Nick are a couple years younger than Jay, and Lux is about the same age as Fafnir.

There are also characters in Creaturae that aren't my ocs that have major and minor roles in the story! Most of them belong to @night-dragon937 (who also asked to be tagged in this post when they heard I was making it lol here ya go).

If you've got any more questions about Creaturae in general or some of the stuff I talked about here lmk!! I also made another Creaturae related post earlier today if you haven't seen it yet :3