#just small fun on the side for either OC development or some fun

[justatalkingface]

what's your opinion on the big 3? When I was hyperfoxed on this series they were the thing I care Abt the most (I enjoyed season 4, obv I'd change some stuff now but I still remember it being atleast ok)

I hate how dirty they did my girl nejire, as far as I'm aware they didn't even do anything with her after the whole pagent thing she just got a small backstory about how she was sad (don't know all of it I haven't been keeping up that well w the manga)

mirios not having a quirky and having to save eri (a girl who I can't imagine would be that skilled at the age she is and has been training on lizards to give his quirk back all together, I'd imagine it taking a few more months but bnhas time is shit so) and coming back in the war arc to punch one person and then basically do noting iicr

The only decently written one was amajiki, I wish they had more going on I think they have a fun dynamic (w them helping taking care of eri and me rlly liking idk what it's called but I love the fluff it brings) :(

Lots of mixed feelings, in all honesty. Lots of mixed feelings.

I'll admit, a big part of my mixed feelings about them is they showed up as the latest, 'Stomp on Izuku's everything' at the point in the story where it was becoming obvious that there was always something stomping on Izuku, and that gave me a bad first impression on them I've never been able to shake... which isn't helped by how they're connected to the clusterfuck of Nighteye, of all people, which is kind of my whole thing with Mirio (warning; I am biased):

As a person, he's obviously nice, but as a character, basiclly his entire reason for existing was, 'give Izuku an existential crisis' and I don't think I've ever forgiven him for that, really. His entire character is just bigger, stronger, older, happier, more capable, more confident, more successful, more loved Izuku, who had a Quirk his whole life and only had to dig deep to find out how strong it, and he, was all along.

Unironically. It's....

It's a really bad look, to be blunt; he feels kind of like a bad fanfiction character written by a bad writer who wanted to put their super special OC in the story, except he's canon.

Since we've never seen him even think something unheroic, there's really nothing that distinguishes him from that impression factual statement, which, again, makes it hard for me to give a shit about him, or even remember him... which is a problem Hori seems to share, lol. It doesn't help that I loathe Sir Nighteye and that most of his development time is spent admiring him, to boot, and that his parts of the story are either empty or focused on a living plot device I can't quite like no matter how hard I try because of how blatant the emotional manipulation is about the biggest story breaking, SOD shattering plot device until Stars and Stripes showed up.

If he ever got any kind of development to flesh him out a human being rather than being either Izuku and/or a heroic archetype, it'd help, but beyond all of that his biggest personality trait is liking jokes, and that barely even comes up. Or, rather, considering both the Final Arc and his response to Bakugou's name, along with Nighteye's own tendencies, 'jokes', maybe.

He doesn't deserve it, I admit it, it's not his fault, but I just can't get past that. He also doesn't deserve to just be forgotten until his big moment of a butt joke, but... MHA, everyone. In all honesty, I'd just like him better if his entire story arc didn't exist in and as some of the worst parts of the Overhaul arc, but he's tainted by that fact.

I freely admit that I am unfairly biased against him, so take all of that with a mountain of salt.

As a side note though, god, the story doesn't seem to realize how badly Nighteye is using the poor kid; Mirio thinks Nighteye is training him because he's worthy, while Nighteye mainly seems to be doing it because he's the closest thing to an All Might clone he can get, bar him actually cloning All Might, even if he grew to like him for who he is. I'm not sure Nighteye ever thought of Mirio with just his Quirk as anything more than a temporary situation; even at the start of canon, when on his own merits he's rising to fame with how successful he is, Nighteye's overall focus is still about getting AFO into the kid.

I almost wish I could see Nighteye explaining how all of his training came down to getting All Might's Quirk, just to see MIrio react and tear Nighteye down a peg about it, except Hori's history of handling these kinds of things means he'd never be allowed to be properly offended on his own behalf, the poor bastard.

Moving on, Tamaki. Out of all of them, he's had the biggest of an on-screen story arc, and in a intellectual way his Quirk is easily the most interesting. Unfortunately, while he has a personality, it feels so bland at times that he's far easier to remember for his Quirk than who he is.

I liked his story, really, but at the time it was overshadowed by Mirio and his everything, and by the time he showed back up it was clear how irrelevant it and he was, so it was more about how (admittedly, very) cool he get his Quirk to be than it was about him, and with some brutal honesty, it's probably because his Quirk is so interesting that he even got that much focus beyond that initial arc by Hori.

And... Nejirie.

In a combat sense she's easily the best of them, really; Mirio is almost purely defensive, which limits him (especially if he's not surprising someone with it) while Tamaki's Quirk, while flexible, is so conditional in ways that can easily hold him back (we only ever see him fight with full preparation; if he's not gearing for a fight he'd be easy to ambush), and like a lot of things in the Final Arc, his big laser canon thing is.... questionable.

Nejirie, though, is just simply powerful. In a setting where everyone has one power and one main application of that power, where you either fly or blast things, but not both, she's the closest I've seen to a 'traditional' super hero, like you'd see in Marvel or DC.

At the same time, though, out of the three of them she least has a story, for obvious reasons, and it's a disgrace, really. If Hori had just spent some time on her, on the her backstory that apparently exists (yeah, I'm not sure where that is either), she could have been so interesting... but really, all she is is the Girl Teammate. Her personality traits are The Girl Teammate's personality traits. She's just The Girl Teammate stamped over all of the interesting stuff, and it's such a waste, it really is.

And finally, as a unit? The Big Three is a shiny toy that Hori forgot in the corner somewhere as soon as he got bored with it. He spent a few minutes oohing and aahing over them, focusing really hard on developing interesting powers, how they could be used, and how strong they were, only to start to lose interest as soon as those powers were established, and he was writing the three of them off before their introductory arc was even over.

[ratgingi]

lets GOOOOO juniper's lad squad / band members finally have refs

some of you may recognize the second and third ones, thats bc theyre old fav ocs of mine that i bestowed the highest honor (made into dt chars) these guys and juniper tend to get in a lot of trouble together and also the four of them may or may not be active spreaders of vampire rumors ive decided. tormenting those old men

in order from left to right:

kipper | nonbinary, he/they + aroace - bubbly sunshine guy who was adopted by a bunch of edgelords - he loves fashion and gardening (can you guess his fav thing to grow lmao) - theyre actually the protector of the group, as hes the most confident and courageous in the face of danger. also keeps rocks + bandaids in that bag hes holding so he can play healing or defense depending on the situation - he and ashton are qpps - originally had a normal rotary phone for a head, but they got a cute little strawberry flipphone and then had their head modeled after it bc he loved it so much (the white dots are rhinestones !) - technically lives with his parents still, but they travel a lot for work and are rarely ever in town so he basically lives in a house on his own that they pay for - plays an electronic keyboard

ashton | agender, he/it + ace and demiro - antisocial and mean and cranky - hes selectively mute and if he does speak its usually to inform someone hes leaving on account of them being boring or annoying - its pretty athletic and can do a few different tricks like backflips and stuff - he has a major interest in bugs, especially arachnids, and actually keeps live spiders and scorpions in his head. which is unfortunate considering the Massive Hole. he has a favorite scorpion and her name is glass - it's junipers next door neighbor in the apartments, its parents kicked it out around the same time juniper was showing up in town and a friend of the family it was on good terms with helped it back on its feet - hes not very expressive physically or emotionally unless hes angry - has a huge blindspot on the half of his face with the hole and if you come at him from that side and get hit bc you spooked him he considers it your fault - plays the drums

almagest | trans, he/him + gay - goes by alma for short - stereotypical gamer boy who lounges around a lot and eats almost exclusively junkfood - despite having a keyboard for a head he does not like it when hes called a catboy. he prefers to be called a ratboy as rats are his favorite animal he just wanted the rainbow gaming keyboard for gamer gender swag - he has pretty poor eyesight and bumps into things a lot, and is partially why kipper always has bandaids on hand - technically lives in an apartment with his dad, who kinda sucks, so he spends a majority of his life either with the friend group or crashing at the place of his old babysitter Amora (he stays there so much he has his own room at her place) - technically knows how to make games himself and has made small demos of things for fun, but struggles to keep motivation up too much to fully develop anything - plays guitar (juniper is usually lead, hes usually rhythm)

[korcariiwitch]

for all the fellow durge x astarion brainrotters out here.

Sooooooo I kind of wanted to throw this out there as an experiment/tentative prelude, but I’ve been considering for a good long while that I’d like to start posting some BG3 writing on here.

Specifically a dark urge x Astarion story that has been rolling around and banging against the bars of its enclosure inside my head. I think I could also make it a mixture of Astarion x reader/Tav and Astarion x OC!durge too. (And a sprinkling of durgetash too).

Please be aware if you read ahead and haven’t played the origin yet, there will be spoilers. So I’ll leave the rest under the cut!

Essentially I have begun to write about the dark urge origin and my character’s journey. Also about Astarion’s and various ways in which their stories parallel one another. Not that the game itself doesn’t already do an incredible job at this. I just have a lot of headcanons that I think could be fun to explore and flesh out and honestly the brain rot is so bad that if I do not put it somewhere, I will absolutely turn into a mindflayer.

I don’t really have anything linear in mind, closer to a cluster of a bunch of different ideas/moments that I just really want to get out of my brain and word vomit them somewhere. It would be a mixture of post-game adventures, moments during the game’s acts, and also quite a bit of pre-amnesia dark urge and some durgetash for good measure because I am a degenerate.

All that being said – I do absolutely want to be inclusive as much as I can. There will be moments where the story can be written in a more neutral way regarding gender and also not include appearance at all if people would like to imagine themselves/their Tavs/OCs instead. Not everything will be just my OC!durge specific and for those particular moments I will tag them as such (including things like content warnings, etc. so people are aware what they’re fulling getting into).

Don’t get me wrong, I still very much want to write about my durge and flesh our their story and  really get into the nitty gritty of what I felt their journey was like. Also just their own personal character development in juxtaposition with their relationship with Astarion.

It has been a very very very long time since I’ve posted anything online and I know there’s always a risk with doing so, but I’ve just been honestly so genuinely inspired not only by the writing in the game but the incredible content other people have been creating because of this game and I just want to give a shot. To be a small part of it, even if it truly is just only for me (not to sound presumptuous) and no one notices.

At least, I don’t want to make that the main point but I know there’s a lot of you dark urge enjoyers out here and was essentially just wondering if people would be interested in a story like this?

It’d also most likely be 18+ so I was considering either just making a whole other blog or a side-blog to post there since this account is very very old and I wasn’t sure if it’d be safer and more comfortable for people who might want read this.

Again, I really REALLY don’t want to sound pretentious at all. Just thought it might be cool to share and honestly, I’d love to have people to talk about this game with. Especially about the dark urge, I just have so many feelings about it and I enjoy getting to read all the interesting and insightful meta/thoughts/headcanons people have come up.

To quote our favorite fanged boy, “Honestly, I have no idea what we’re I'm doing. Or what comes next.”

[peakyswritings]

The Danger We Come From

CHAPTER IV

A Peaky Blinders x Hunger Games crossover

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Nina Ferrante

Summary: Nina follows Lucas and Nora’s second day of training. Meanwhile, she’s inevitably reminded of her own struggles.

Warnings: mentions of violence and killing, English is not my first language, no proofreading I’m writing this for fun.

A/N: Rose Coldwell is @justrainandcoffee ’s OC, and Lucy Winters is @emotionalcadaver ’s OC. Lauren, I haven’t read your series yet, but I still wanted to include Lucy in this, so I made some research on her through the asks games you answered to to get to know her a bit better. I really hope I did her justice🤍

Nina Ferrante is the OC from my Tommy Shelby x OC series Heart, Body and Soul (set in canon times)

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71st Hunger Games - First day of training

Forty-five seconds, Nina took a mental note. Forty-five seconds to climb the wall. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t that good either. Her breath was short, her heart was racing, and her muscles were already sore. And she had just climbed a fucking wall. She carefully climbed down until half of it, before jumping and landing on her feet in a surprisingly graceful way. With a bit more practice, she could become faster.

Suddenly, her head started to spin, her vision to blur, and she had to tightly hold onto a climbing hold for support. Trying to steady herself, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The last thing she needed was to pass out in front of the other tributes.

“Are you alright?” A hand rested on her arm, making her snap her eyes open. Oliver was looking at her with an apprehensive expression on his face.

“Yes, I’m fine,” she nodded, recollecting herself as the dizziness slowly faded.

“If you want to sit-”

“I said I’m fine,” she snapped, detaching herself from the wall. When Oliver let his hand fall by his side with a hurt look in his dark eyes, Nina immediately regretted her harshness. He was just trying to help, after all. But she felt weak, and overwhelmed, and every time she failed at something she was reminded of how small her chances to make it actually were, despite her attempts to convince herself otherwise.

She was agile, a good climber and a quick runner, but she was way too weak. Years of eating the bare minimum to keep herself alive hadn’t helped the development of muscles or resistance, and that couldn’t be changed in a few days.

Oliver, on the other hand, seemed to have decent chances. Years of working in the field with his father and brothers had made him strong, and he was rather skilled with heavy weapons. He wasn’t the scrawny kid who used to sit next to her in class anymore. A faint ‘sorry’ left her lips, but she wasn’t sure he had heard it with all the noise in the Gymnasium.

She’d practice with her archery, next, like Alfie had suggested. Nina had never took a bow in her hands before, but she knew it could be one of the most convenient weapons, in the Arena. She could use it to hunt. Or kill at a distance. A shiver ran down her back at the thought. Would she be able to kill? The simple idea made her hands shake, but she figured things would be different when she’d have no other choice.

However, just like strength training and hand to hand combat, archery turned out to be a total failure. She had a discreet aim, but the weapon was too difficult to handle. Knives were much lighter, and easier to use, but although there was a great variety from which she could choose, she decided to stick with the things she struggled with. If she hid her skills from the other tributes and gave them the idea of not being a threat, hopefully they would leave her alone. If there was one thing she had learned from watching the previous Games, it was that the Careers usually ganged up to hunt the tributes they considered more dangerous. She’d probably lose sponsors by appearing weak, but she had to give something up. And there was only so much that sponsors could do when she was in the Arena with other twenty-three tributes on her heels.

She’d refine her strategy, that night, and analyse all possible leaks. Her brain was the only thing that could get her out of the Games alive, and she couldn’t afford to be wrong.

72nd Hunger Games - Gymnasium

Nora was good at climbing. She was fairly tall, her long legs gave her an advantage. If there were trees in the Arena, she’d have good chances at seeking shelter on the higher branches, where it’d be more difficult to spot her and reach her. That would be a good strategy for her. Stay hidden, kill if you have to, but don’t hunt for tributes - it would be a suicide mission. There had been Victors who had won by staying hidden until the Games ended. Most of them were good at camouflaging - Nina had lost count of all the times a tribute had found themselves close to them without realising - and often the audience even forgot about them. Not enough thrill for their taste.

Lucas didn’t hide his skills, and worked hard hour after hour. He was adamant to show the Careers that they weren’t the only strong ones, that he could win too. Sometimes it even seemed like he wanted to scare them. But it was clear that behind his bravado there was a crippling fear, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. He was only thirteen, after all. Thirteen. Nina’s heart painfully clenched in her chest. He was barely a year older than Vittorio was when he was killed. He reminded her of him, sometimes. Just like Vittorio, Lucas had the same tendency to show a brave face and act older than his age, in a desperate attempt to look more intimidating, to be taken seriously. And just like Vittorio, he was scared to die.

It wasn’t right. The only games he was supposed to play were tag and football.

After the climbing wall, Nora started to practice with a matching test on a big screen, associating all kinds of plants and trees. Like the previous day, the girl from twelve soon joined her, and they started cooperating.

“They work well together.”

This time, it wasn’t Tommy Shelby who came to stand next to her as she watched her kid. It was Lucy Winters, district twelve’s female mentor. Although Nina knew who she was - district twelve only had two Victors, after all - she didn’t remember her Games. She sent her a glance before focusing on Nora again. “They do,” she nodded.

They were quicker together, they shared their knowledge, and their ways of approaching the training were similar. They didn’t just work well together, they worked better. Maybe in a different world they could’ve been friends.

“How does it feel to be here again, eh?” The redhead asked with a hint of irony in her voice, but no malice.

“Could be better,” she arched an eyebrow, tilting her head. “But it could also be worse.”

She could be panicking, crushed by the memories. She could be in a ball on the floor, crying her eyes out. But she was still standing. That was something.

“You get used to it,” Lucy remarked, and Nina wondered how much truth there actually was in those words and how much of it was a lie meant to comfort her a bit. Or to comfort herself. She appreciated it though. Besides Alfie and Rose, not many people talked to her, and conversation wasn’t something that came easy to her with people she didn’t know. But the woman next to her seemed friendly, and there was something about her she liked. And she was a good friend of Alfie’s - that was a point in her favour, since it wasn’t like her former mentor was the most sociable person in the world.

“I guess you do,” Nina murmured, wincing almost imperceptibly as Nora classified a venomous plant as edible. A mistake like that could cost her her life.

Lucy must’ve noticed, cause she sent her an empathetic look. “Listen,” she started, carefully gathering her words. “Whatever happens in the Arena, it’s not your fault.”

Nina clenched her jaw, trying to keep her face impassive. It was so hard when the mere thought of Lucas and Nora dying made her feel like throwing up.

“We can only do the best we can to train them and provide sponsors for them,” Lucy continued. “But the Arena and the other tributes are out of our control.”

“I know.” Nina’s voice was barely above a whisper. Of course she knew. Telling herself she could help them was nothing but a way to temporarily soothe herself, but she knew.

Lucy’s lips curled up in a sad grimace as she shook her head. “We can’t help them all.”

71st Hunger Games - Apartments

Nina didn’t realise how hungry she was until she sat at the dinner table. The delicious smell of substantial, nutritious food filled her nostrils, making her stomach growl, and she hoped no one else but her could hear it. The table was heaped with bread, vegetables, meat and elaborate dishes she had never seen in her life. That was the quantity of food her family would eat in a week, back in district nine.

“Thank you,” she murmured when the Avox who was serving them placed a plate in front of her. A strange look crossed his eyes, halfway between bewilderment and appreciation, as if he was a stranger to any display of politeness, even basic civility. Her suspicions were only confirmed when Elle and the prep team looked at her like she had said the biggest profanity known to man.

“Nina, love,” Elle moved closer to her to whisper in her ear with her sickening honey-like voice. “You’re not supposed to talk to Avoxes unless it’s to give them orders. It’s forbidden.”

“Well that’s bullshit,” she frowned, not worrying about keeping her voice low. Those poor people, who couldn’t even speak to defend themselves, were bound to be treated as if they were some inhuman beings. That was absurd, and deeply wrong.

Elle sat straight in her chair and forced a smile, feigning amusement, but it was clear Nina’s abrupt reaction had taken her aback.

After a moment of silence, Alfie cleared his throat and rubbed his hands together. “‘Right, let’s just eat, eh?” He causally said, trying to ease the tension. Rosebeth nodded at his words, but Nina got the impression that the shadow of a grin had formed on her face for a few seconds.

The dinner was an occasion to talk about what Nina and Oliver had to prepare for. In two days they’d have to perform in front of the Gamemakers and show them what they were capable of, and they had to start thinking about what skill to show off. The scores would indicate the Capitol citizens and the sponsors who to bet on. Then they’d have to prepare for the interview, the night before the Games. It was their chance to win over the Capitol and the sponsors, so it was fundamental for them to make people like them. Nina had to hold back a scoff at the last part, but she was sure her face was talking for her. She had no idea how she would do that. How could she go up on stage, smile and pretend she didn’t want to knock all of Caesar’s white teeth out? She despised him. She despised all of them. Caesar, the sponsors, the Gamemakers, the fucking citizens. Snow. Snow was at the very top of her list.

Maybe winning would be a way to spite him. He had built the system that favoured certain districts, and left the others in the mud. Even though she didn’t know him personally, she imagined it stung when it was one of the disadvantaged who won, when he had to put the crown on the heads of those who had shaken the weight of his foot off their neck and stood up. Yes, it undoubtedly stung.

And if stinging Snow was all Nina could do to get back at him at least a little bit, then sting she would.

72nd Hunger Games - The Apartments

Later that evening, Nina found herself still mulling over Lucy’s words. The more time passed, the more she realised that it wouldn’t be long before she’d have to say goodbye to Lucas and Nora. After the training period, they wouldn’t be all together in the same room ever again. One or them - or both of them - wouldn’t come back from the Arena. They would never see their family and friends again, they wouldn’t have the chance to grow up, to find a job, to find love, to have a family of their own. That possibility had been ripped from them in the cruelest possible way the day of their Reaping, and there was nothing she could do about it. Sometimes she felt like she could lose her mind.

“How did the kids do today?”

Rose’s words snapped her out of that dark spiral of thoughts. She was sitting at the table, keeping herself busy knitting something, and Nina felt unusually glad for not being alone in that moment.

“They did well. Better than yesterday.”

“That’s good.”

“Yeah,” she nodded, taking a seat. She paused for a while, her mind going back to their training. They had made considerable progress, Nora with the traps and Lucas with throwing different kinds of weapons, and it had been only two days since they had started. “They’re capable.”

“I can see that.” A faint smile graced Rose’s face as she raised her gaze from her work. “They have smart eyes,” she added, focusing on her creation again.

Nina just hoped that the Gamemakers would think the same the following day at the training scores. The kids needed sponsors, and catching the audience’s attention was a good start. The previous year, her strategy had been the complete opposite, but now the situation was very different. Lucas and Nora were not her, and they didn’t need to take the risk she took by actively choosing to give up on sponsors. If Alfie hadn’t found some for her, she would’ve died from an infection two days before the Games ended.

“What about the clothes for the interviews?” Nina changed the subject, knowing how hard Rose had been working on them. She put her whole heart into her job, and it showed from the extreme care that transpired from every little detail.

The stylist’s smile grew bigger on her face. “They’re ready. I made the last modifications yesterday. I can assure you, the kids are going to shine.”

Of course they would, Rose was the best in her field. With the help of her creations, they could make quite the impression on the Capitol citizens. Brilliant colours and original patterns were enough for those empty-headed fools to go crazy. That, together with good training scores, could ensure them the kind of support that made the difference between life and death.

Maybe there was still hope.

NEXT CHAPTER

@call-sign-shark @justrainandcoffee @evita-shelby @emotionalcadaver

[irotinmyroom]

Could u tell me more about Mason aka your creepypasta oc?? They seem interesting-

IM GLAD HE SEEMS INTERESTING!! i pretty much just made him (and i havent fully perfected his story yet) but ill just put some things about him here!! i'll probably make a big post later explaining his story, like i did with my other oc elias which you can find here (i dont rlly like the art on that post anymore so dont judge!!!!)

ANYWAYS starting off, he's practically a ghost, or some paranormal entity (haven't really decided yet and a ghost sounds too cliche to me) and he kinda just aimlessly wanders around the forest, not really able to accept that he's actually dead.

i'm not gonna get tooo in depth with the story cause i havent really figured out the full story yet, but the basic premise is that before his death, he was a pretty socially awkward kid, and didn't really fit in much at school, but he still enjoyed it either way!! he had (and mostly still does) a strong love for photography, human nature, wildlife and SCIENCE!! in his science class specifically, he met this guy named cole, and they bonded over their shared liking of science. cole was quite popular, and practically led him on (knowing that mason started developing feelings for him) leading to his eventual death. (will elaborate on that in the post i make later on when i figure stuff out!) after his death, he got revenge on bro!! leading to him wandering around in the forest which he died in and soon finding slenderman, and slenderman taking him in as a 'proxy'!!! (i have a type(?) (kinda) of a slendermansion au) though he still lives in the forest, not really.. remembering much of that specific encounter, causing him to get lost a LOT.

FUN FACTS ABOUT HIM CAUSE!!! needs to be included

favorite animal is foxes!! his favorite flower is sunflowers, and he LOVESSS statues!!! he also really enjoys writing and literature in general! (he has a very big vocabulary!!!)

he has a unilateral incomplete cleft lip, which im not very good at drawing, but its there! also freckles spread across his nose and cheeks, and he also has heterochromia. (green and brown!!) his nose pretty much constantly bleeds, he WOULD be that kid in class that has to go to the bathroom/nurse for a bloody nose daily.

in his post-death form, he has a huge messy hole/gash in the side of his stomach, as well as a similar one on his left calf that expands onto the front of his leg a bit. he's semi-transparent with his form taking on a green-ish tint!

he has a hard time seeing things up close, so he occasionally will wear glasses, although rarely.. another little small detail is that he found a tube of mascara in the woods once and curiously just kinda.. put it on and has been wearing it ever since, even though its so messy due to how he just goes for it and CANT CLEAN OFF HIS FACE!! the fact that he probably smells like burning leaves is another thing i put in my notes app 4 some reason but you get the vision

something i was thinking about and jotted down in my notes app about him is that if he was a type of painting (in his post-death form) he'd be a messy, soft watercolor with sharp and ragged lineart (if that makes sense?) and also with types of art, i feel like he'd be performance art. just a thought i had that i thought was rlly cool!!

tldr i love my oc!!!! thank you for the ask, anon!! sorry about this being super long and also kinda hard to understand, but i promise ill make it easier to read whenever i do make a big post about him!! thank u for reading

[koolades-world]

Hi!! Here is the anon who made the Clone MC request, I didn't come to make another request but I came to ask something if it's not uncomfortable :D

I wanted to make a small gift, which was basically a drawing for you but I don't know if it would be creepy or not :')

If it's not creepy or weird, can you tell me if you'd like an appearance from one of your personas or from real life, please?

hi there! great to hear from you again!! always makes me happy to see returning anons <3

it’s not creepy at all no worries! honestly I’m touched that you think I’m cool enough to want to draw me or my sona 🥺 sending virtual hugs!!!!!!!! i would love that sm and treasure it forever!

I look pretty basic irl to be honest. my sona is much more interesting, but I’ll provide both anyways since I’ve never really spoken about either! also sorry it took me so long to get back to you! saw it like right after you sent it in and had to dig for the silly drawing I made! I didn’t want you to feel like I was ignoring you haha

here’s a piccrew I did a while back in a server I’m in that’s pretty close to what I look like and what I’d wear on a daily basis. my glasses are cat eyes and much more black than gold but I actually wore that outfit today haha (if anyone is interested I can link the piccrew!) (just realized the eyes aren’t colored in! my eyes are brown lol) most of my wardrobe is pink, crop tops, miniskirts, bell bottoms, and sandals. of course I have neutrals as well, but you’d be able to tell what or favorite color was by peeking in my closet haha. I won’t bore you anymore but I could go on forever about my wardrobe since I love talking about clothes and outfits!!

my sona is a little more complicated since she’s had two or three iterations now. she started just as me having fun with my roblox avatar and became a sona/oc at some point later down the line. her name is cinnamon, but I’ve been thinking about giving her a more normal name for stories and stuff. this is the first one! one of my beloved amazing beautiful friends drew the art provided. not sure about her socials but I’ll ask her the next chance I can so I can link her here!!

the second iteration of her is definitely more so of an obey me sona/oc. not my mc, since my mc is basically just me, but a witch! been meaning to just info dump about my sona/oc which I’ll probably do on my side blog (@koolades-thoughts). I drew that silly picture of cinnamon while I was in the middle of really developing her. it’s not much and it’s also not great but I actually like it. the bird is named i’m scared by the way lol. she and him are a very much do not separate package type deal. he’s her familiar! also thinking about giving him a more normal name for stories lol

sorry for yapping haha. just saw a chance to talk about my silly and jumped at it

have a great day :)

[mrsaltieri-real]

His Perfect Victim (Mickey Altieri X OC!Dahlia Levine)

Chapter 5: Healing

Words: 2k

Warnings: langauge, fluff, angst if you squint, subtle jealousy, mentions of sex, feelings, SO. MANY. FEELINGS.

A small time jump of just a few weeks shows how Dahlia and Mickey’s new friendship has begun to blossom, but Dahlia is struggling to keep romantic thoughts buried, whilst Randy begins to show concern about the two’s growing bond.

A/N: The next chapter will be from Mickey’s POV which is VERY exciting. It’ll go further into Mickey’s feelings, what he’s been doing and just how much he knows about Dahlia with some surprises mixed in. Thank you to @bisexual-horror-fan for editing and beta reading this for me. My star. And also for the moodboard which I’m including in either all or most chapters because I just love it so fucking much!

Also @lizey-thornberry you wanted to be in the taglist so here you go!

I had to admit, being friends with Mickey is a lot more fun than I gave it credit for.

Once you get past his cocky arrogance, he was surprisingly funny and had a passion for movies that I myself could never quite understand but equally admired. The light in his eyes when he’d ramble on and on about his favourite movies and directors, his hands waving around in huge gestures as though he was literally trying to paint me a picture, was endearing. Somehow he knew never to steer the topic in the direction of horror movies, to which I assumed at the time to be thankful to Randy for.

We shared a morning statistics class. He would knock on my door every morning at nine o’clock on the dot with a cup of coffee in one hand and a bagel in the other. The days turned into weeks and he never stopped doing it. We grew closer and closer, developed inside jokes, and he really started to make me feel human again. I didn’t notice it at the time, but Randy seemed to really hate this development, watching in concern as Mickey and I’s friendship grew stronger and stronger by the day.

I was sitting in the college square and absentmindedly chewing on a granny smith apple as I read my book, waiting for Hallie and Sidney for a spontaneous girls' day out, when I jumped as Randy sat down across from me on the bench seemingly out of nowhere, forehead creased and blue eyes serious. He sat silently, staring at me for a few seconds longer than necessary, before I raised my eyebrows, closing the book resting in my lap.

“What?” I asked, voice slightly muffled from the bite of apple in my mouth, which I swallowed quickly.

“I need to talk to you.” He’d asked with a small shake of his head.

“Okay?” I asked, placing the apple on the bench and looking up at him.

He hesitated for a moment, eyes studying my face before dropping to his hands, playing with his fingers.

“Is something going on with you and Mickey?” He asked, eyes squinting, and voice unsure of himself.

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him, adjusting myself on the bench, so I was completely facing him, now sitting side-saddle as I responded, “What do you mean?”

“You two have been getting really close lately. I just know he can be kind of…” His voice trailed off, as if searching for the right word and settling on just, “-Mickey.” I couldn’t help but smile at his choice of wording. To be honest, he didn’t need to go into what that meant, it made complete sense.

I understood his concern. I knew Mickey’s reputation of being a bit of a slut, but at the time I’d buried any kind of romantic feelings I may have had to him far into the back corners of my mind, along with Billy, Stu and Woodsbro though, of course, for entirely different reasons. I wasn’t myself, wasn’t ready for any kind of relationship, physical or otherwise, and Mickey didn’t really seem like the kind of person who wanted to settle down. He was too erratic, too distracted and as much as I enjoyed our friendship, he was too complicated for my slowly healing heart to be able to handle.

That’s what I made myself believe, anyway.

“We’re friends.” I responded, my shoulders turning up just slightly, a mild shrug as I continued, “But you know that, you see us all the time.”

Randy’s lips turned down when I used the word “us”, to him probably making it seem like too possessive of a word for his liking, but I didn’t care. I was happy for the first time in far too long, why was this bothering him so much? I asked him that straight up, and he just sighed, eyes not moving from his hands while he answered with, “I just know him, okay? I don’t want you to get hurt.”

I smiled at my friend, my best friend, one of the few people left in the world I truly cared about, and reached out to place my hands over his to make him pause and look up at me.

“He’s not going to hurt me, Rand. We’re just friends, okay?” I spoke gently, maintaining eye contact with him as I did, to which his eyes widened in surprise.

His face broke into a smile suddenly as he announced, “Hey, I think that’s the longest you’ve looked me in the eye in six months!”

I couldn’t help but laugh, rolling my eyes and joking with him back, “Oh, right. Nice goatee. You know the 80s are dead, right?”

He scoffed at me, playfully pushing my hands off his. “Look at Dahlia with the jokes.”

“Absolutely not joking.” I deadpanned with the smile still on my face.

He laughed along with me, blue eyes finally warming up a little as the moment drifted off into comfortable silence. I heard my name faintly being called and glanced over Randy’s shoulder to see Hallie waving at me excitedly, Sidney walking by her side with her hands in her jacket pockets. She smiled warmly at me once she was closer, removing her hands and rubbing them together slightly due to the crisp fall air, asking me, “Are you ready to go?”

I went to look back at Randy to ensure he would be okay if I went, when I saw his gaze was diverted over my shoulder, his expression turned pissed off.

“She can’t, she has plans.”

His voice made me jump for the second time today, twisting around on the bench to look at him. Fuck, how did he do that?

Mickey stood behind me, I felt his hands suddenly rest on my shoulders, the contact sending a small shiver down my spine. He was always so warm, his grip firm and grounding. I suddenly found I didn’t want to go. As much as I loved Hallie and as much as Sidney was one of my best friends, whenever I was around him, I found myself not wanting to be with anybody else.

Feelings are pushed away? Yeah, right!

“But she-“

“Oh, no, that’s fine!” Sidney quickly spoke over Hallie, grabbing her friend's hand and squeezing firmly to shut her up, “We’ll catch you later, Dahlia.” She smiled at me widely, tugging Hallie off as she waved at me again, her pretty face looking confused.

A faint, “What was that about-” Reached me before they were out of earshot.

I turned and looked away from the girls to glance up at Mickey’s face, only to find he was looking at Randy, brows raised expectantly with a clear, dismissive look on his face.

I heard Randy sigh a little heavier than necessary and turned my head back to him to watch him clamber up from his seat, his gaze diverting from Mickey to smile at me with a small, “I’ll see you later,” before I quickly leaned forward and asked him, “We’ll have a movie night soon, yeah?”

He just nodded his head, turned on his heel and began to walk in the direction he came, head bowed slightly. I turned back around to look up at Mickey, his face entirely unbothered as he beamed down at me, but the smile faded fast when he saw my scowl.

“What?”

“We don’t have plans.” I commented, leaning back against the wooden table and my hands resting on my thighs.

“What’s with Meeks?” He asked, ignoring my comment as he looked away from me and nodded in Randy’s direction, “Kid looked like a kicked puppy. He asked you out, and you told him to fuck off or something?”

With a scoff, I put my book in my bag and grabbed the apple from the table, no longer hungry I decide against finishing the last bite and a half, leaning forward to toss it into the nearby trash can. I stood up and slung my bag over my shoulder. “No, Mickey. Why is that always the assumption you seem to jump to?” I asked as I began to walk mindlessly.

“Come on, it’s either one of two things. Either he’s too much of a pussy to ask you out, or you’ve rejected him a fair few times. Which is it?” He easily walked alongside be as he spoke, hands gesturing as though he was weighing out the two options.

“Neither, we’re just friends and always have been.”

“You don’t think he’s dying to get in your pants?” He asked, his tone only half teasing as he poked me in the ribs, prompting me to slap his hand away and making him laugh in the process.

“Shut up, you’re so disgusting. He’s my best friend, I’d never look at him like that.” I stopped under a tree, leaning against it and looking up at him.

He looked good today, his dark hair was wax free and falling a little over his forehead, his dark grey shirt was flatteringly tight, and he wore a soft brown hoodie to protect himself from the ever cooling crisp autumn breeze. His cheeks were flushed just a little, his eyes glinting a soft light brown from the setting sun.

God, the entire set up felt like my movie had shifted from a horror to a romance, and the realization was slowly beginning to dawn on me.

“You think you’ll ever look at anyone like that?” He asked casually, eyes flickering over my face to gauge my reaction.

Oh, fuck.

“What do you mean?” I asked carefully, trying to keep my expression neutral.

“If not Meeks, could you see yourself dating in the future or is that completely out of the cards for you?”

Without thinking, I shook my head, “No, it’s not completely off the table. I just want to find the right person to-“ I stopped myself. What the hell was wrong with me, if I told him I hadn’t had sex yet I knew I’d never hear the end of it. But as Mickey did so often, he took me by surprise by finishing my sentence for me, “Lose it to?”

I couldn’t help but since at the words, somehow they sounded more pathetic coming from him until I realized he hadn’t said it in a joking or teasing way, just very matter-of-factly as though he already knew. Maybe he did.

“Mhmm,” I responded, not trusting my voice. He laughed a little, moving forward to stand a little closer to me with his hand resting just to the side of my head as he ducked his head down a little to speak in a more hushed tone, “It isn’t that big of a deal, Dahl.”

“Easy for you to say, slut.” I muttered, unable to bring myself to meet his gaze. He just laughed at my comment, and I watched as he nodded his head from the corner of my eye in agreement.

“Yeah, I admit I get around. But that’s just me, it really isn’t that big of a deal. If anything, maybe I admire you more for it.”

“Oh yeah, that’s me, so admirable.” I finally looked at him, his eyes were gentle and warm and his lips looked so soft and desirable. My mind flew back to a few weeks ago, staring at my face in the mirror and looking at the light in my eyes, the colour in my cheeks and the smile on my face. No one had ever made me feel that way before, not ever. Mickey was a lot of things, an asshole, a man whore and a downright cunt at times. But he was also the only person that rekindled the fire inside of me, made me smile my first genuine smile in way too many months, and made me feel alive again.

The way he was staring at me, it seemed as though he was lost in his own thoughts, perhaps one’s similar to my own. I wish I knew what he was thinking and be comforted in the fact that I wasn’t crazy. He’d tried to kiss me once drunk at a party, leading to me rejecting his advance, and look how that ended. If I gave into him now, knowing full well that no matter how much I repressed them the feelings were undoubtedly there, could I survive that kind of heartache?

I’d never been in love, I had no idea what it felt like. I’d heard the phrase if you know, you know thrown around, and I couldn’t help but think of Sidney. She thought Billy really loved her and look how that ended, and I knew I wasn’t as strong of a person as she was, my heart was just beginning to piece back together from the betrayal of my cousin.

But Mickey wasn’t Stu, he wasn’t Billy and he wasn’t Ghostface.

I had no thoughts in my mind except one. This to and fro frame of thought had only lasted a matter of seconds before I unthinkingly closed the small gap that separated Mickey and me, my hands moving to his shoulders to pull myself up onto my toes and I kissed him, finally letting myself feel what I hadn’t even realised I’d been so desperately craving.

Chapter Six HERE

[murderousxcoffee]

Amoricide [Dead by Daylight Dark Soulmate AU - Trickster/Survivor!OC]

Amoricide     The act of killing your soulmate Chapter 4: Double Date Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

CW: mentioned torture, mentioned [implied] noncon, blood, Danny Ghostface

I want her.

That pissed Trickster off a little. Not as much as Cortez did, but a little. 

He sat at the table in the large, empty room, ripped straight from Earth, and stared at the old radio. Sunshine wasn't on right now. Right now, she'd put on some metal band from Sweden he probably should have heard of, the latest in a long mix of rock songs from Brazil to Japan. Later tonight she mentioned she'd play a few hours of dark electronic music, things she didn't know the genre of but felt like they should go together. She was doing her best.

He wanted her.

He didn't even know what she looked like, and he wanted her.

It was almost insulting.

Trickster propped his arm up on the table and slid his sleeve down his forearm. The mark hadn't changed, still the same twisting spiral that bloomed like flowers on either end. He placed two fingers on the mark, and cold sunk into his skin, crawling up his arm.

Cortez feared him? Good. And the bandages over her mark dripped with blood last he saw her. How stupid she must be to not understand how much he hated her, how satisfying it was to end her life like the bug she was.

No, she understood. But she didn't know why, or who he really was.

He smiled. 

A shadow passed behind him, a figure hopped up on his table. Trickster's smile dropped. Without moving his head, he looked towards the Killer who now swung his legs in the air beside him.

"Hello, Ji-Woon," The Ghostface's voice, changed by a modifier, still managed to show the smile in his voice. "Having fun all by yourself, are we? Aren't you bored?"

"Fuck off," Trickster said.

The Ghostface laughed. "Oh, don't be mean to me. Aren't we friends?"

"I'm warning you," Trickster said. "I don't have the patience for your bullshit."

"There's no bullshit here, Mr. Hak. Not tonight. Tonight's special."

Trickster leaned back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest. A special night for Ghostface meant some certain Survivor was in for it, either torture or sex, it all sounded the same when you were far enough away. 

It also meant the Killer wouldn't be in anyone's business until he got bored again.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Alright, I'll ask. Who are you going after tonight?"

The mask tilted to the side.

"Frank."

A small chill went up Trickster's back. He looked at Ghostface.

"They'll kill you for that," he said. "They'll kill you for even thinking about that."

"I need a challenge," Ghostface said. "And my sweet Felix is being very, very bad tonight. He's not left the Campfire once. If I didn't know better, I'd think he's learned." The mask tilted the other way. "What do you think?"

"Excuse me?" 

"Would you like to help me?"

Trickster spat out several choice words in Korean without thinking. Ghostface laughed.

"You assume the worst of me, Mr Hak. I don't need participation, just a little assistance…"

He glared. What Ghostface did was none of his business, but he'd never considered the possibility the other Killer would go after one of their own. Frank Morrison was no friend of his. The Legion were pains in the ass, unfriendly to anyone but each other, and desperate to prove themselves in the eyes of the older Killers. A terrible combination. Sometimes he thought if he could break Frank's nose and get away with it, he would.

But Ghostface was a different beast than the Legion. Even on Earth he'd known that, just from the movie Hollywood made about him. Without thinking, Ji-Woon rubbed the cold, cold mark on his arm. Did Frank deserve whatever fate Ghostface planned for him?

… Wait, when did he start developing morals all of a sudden?

"If you want my help," Trickster said, "It better be worth my time."

Behind the mask, he felt Ghostface grin.

"Don't worry," he said. "This is something you've been waiting for."

---

Someone knocked on the front door. Sunshine didn't move. Her eyes locked onto the TV screen on her desk. She swallowed.

Three figures stood at her door, all of them in masks. She shuddered. The Legion? How did they find her?

Her janky security system had no sound, no movement, just one unblinking eye at each door. But she could hear them.

"Open up! We are Legion and this place is ours!"

"I don't think she'll let us in."

"She doesn't have a choice. We'll break down the door if we have to."

"Hey, bitch! Open the fucking door, or I'll rip your pretty throat open!"

Bang. Bang. Bang.

She didn't move. Her numb fingers shook.

"What the hell kind of door is this… Hey! Open the door or I'll fuck another hole in you with my knife! You want that?! You wanna die like that?!"

"What if she's not in there?"

"She's gotta be in, right?"

"She is a Survivor…"

"And we're down one member."

"That bitch doesn't go into Trials, I don't care what she says. We would've seen her by now."

"I guess."

"What are we gonna do with her if she is in there?"

A pause.

"Guess it depends if she's cute or not."

Men laughing, a woman's nervous giggle.

The sound cut short. Sunshine listened closer.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Was that Frank speaking? He'd only spoken to her a few times before. "That's from - Give me that!"

A rustling of paper, a silence again.

Frank mumbling. 

"Fuck the radio girl," the other man, Joey, said. "This is bad."

"That's really bad!"

"Fucking… fine, we'll deal with this bitch later. Let's go."

The tension left her body. Sunshine leaned in the back of her chair. She looked towards the window, the top of it cracked open. A smile spread over her face. They'd had no idea.

She looked back at the TV. The blood rushed from her face.

Trickster stood at the door.

"Finally," he said. "Annyeong nae salang. I've been waiting for this, Sunshine."

She jumped from her chair, and it rolled back, slamming against the wall.

I need to hide, she thought.

She looked around, looked back at the screen. The door was open.

"Don't be scared." His voice wasn't coming from the window anymore. "It's only me."

Her eyes looked to the floor. Did she have enough time?

She couldn't wait, couldn't waste it. With care and difficulty, she pulled up the floor beneath her desk. The harder part was getting the floorboards back on top of her. Sunshine lay face down in the dark, her hands pressed over her mouth, and waited.

Wood creaked. Footsteps so close by. She closed her eyes, tried to stop the way she shook. 

"Are you hiding from me?" He said. "That's a disappointing thing to do. I've been looking forward to seeing you."

Creaking, squeaking wood. He stood next to the desk. 

"What's this?" He said. "Some song you've been working on? I don't know this program you're using. Music isn't an easy thing to do alone, Sunshine. Wouldn't you like some help?"

Tears burned in her closed eyes. Please, please, please, she begged. Please please, go away.

He must know I'm still here, she thought, her eyes opening. He must…

Wood creaked, right next to her head.

Something like fingernails scraped against the floor.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are."

Sunshine clenched her eyes shut and reached out for the only help she had.

When Trickster peeled open the floorboards, all that waited was a patch of deep, fresh blood.

[cosmic-cd]

BODY PART BLAST ! ! ! ! 🧠 + 💀 + ❤️ for the dimension cross crew for the OC ask meme w

ACK!! OUGH!!! AGH!!!! TERRIFYING!!!! (HIIIII MIO)

answering these for all four beasts, so this is gonna be a little long!!!

(Answering questions from this ask meme! if anyone would like, feel free to send in more questions!!)

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

RGB - she's my beloved fursona!!!!! a single quality is hard to pick... but i'll say her personality is very fun to write because it lets me flip between RGB Is An 8 Foot Tall Furry Thing who loves enrichment (jumping straight into highly dangerous situations for fun and causing trouble on purpose) and RGB is in REAL danger she can't just escape conveniently from and has a far more nervous, cautious side underneath the very intense confidence.......

Gear - my baby boy angel sweet boy i love him i'm grabbing him with my teeth and shaking him around violently. it's kind of the personality again (even though i adore his design and i'm so proud of him as a whole) my favorite thing about him is 100% the fact i somehow combined four decently different favorite characters into one guy, and that makes him INCREDIBLY fun to write.

the bold and daring recklessness + being wildly overpowered from sonic, the knack for inventing and being the little brother from tails, the jadedness and charisma + voice & some other traits from barney calhoun, and also inventing but unhinged about it a bit from The Engineer TF2... he is the guy of all time to me

Source - oh they are just an absolute goddamn blast to write. i think my favorite part about him though is just the tonal dissonance between his personality and his backstory, and similarly to RGB- the change in behavior when things have flipped from danger for fun to real danger. funny mushroom in a fursuit (tragic, miserable, so soggy and sad)

DC - DC's like my least developed dimension cross member and i feel bad about it!!!!! i LOVE their design to pieces.. but i think if i had to choose a trait about them so far- it's the fact they come across as the most anxious and shy member of the D/C crew, but they may be the most unhinged. (y'know. the whole uh. surgically installing their own cyborg enhancements thing.) they care a lot about the crew and ensure they're healthy in a safe manner- i wouldn't QUITE put them in the bracket of being like the Medic TF2, but. concerning. sometimes.

💀 - Does your OC have any phobias?

RGB - Insectophobia, arachnophobia, (but this really only applies to small normal bugs and not big or anthropomorphic ones, amusingly) and mild claustrophobia. She doesn't mind cramming herself into small cozy spaces voluntarily (like a cat) but involuntarily is a different story (hates smaller ships and small rooms)

Gear - Way worse claustrophobia- Some small spaces are OK voluntarily (especially if he's making repairs in the walls of the ship), but he gets nervous in very close quarters. also mildly afraid of deep water (though unlike sonic, he can swim, at least)

Source - Doesn't have any phobias per se- But has a healthy fear of fire, and a general fear of rain. (i wonder why)

DC - this worm can fit so much anxiety...... Extreme phobia of deep water (can't swim) and ironically kind of afraid of like. regular worms. like earth worms. they have so many fears otherwise though <3 and a tendency to faint

❤️ - What is one of your OC’s best memories?

RGB - The day she met Gear.

Gear - The day he and RGB finally bought the cargo ship they'd been saving for, changing the course of their lives forever.

Source - When an act of kindness cut through the curtain of heavy rain, offering a hand to a lonely creature. Or, uh- that time he ate a bug that RGB was hiding from. Either one.

DC - The day they finished medical school... What, that's boring? (and RGB's isn't?) Okay, okay. The day they completed their thesis- proving that cybernetic limbs could work, and that the nervous system of their species could absolutely be compatible with artificial limbs and the brain would take to it like a charm with little issue. (of course, they immediately were kicked out and not given a medical license, but that's okay, the achievement was way more important. if their species, a bunch of fuzzy worms off the string with arms, couldn't handle the scientific advancement of legs- then that was their loss!)

[kawaii-10105]

Its my city now ive been thinking about oc dynamics for the other brothers. I decided toto recycle some old fandom ocs from my preteen years bc its both funny and thematically appropriate.

The only new ones are like wendy and suzi. Suzi is sorta not new but so completely revamped and wasn’t ever really developed anyways.

I have to figure out like actual names for two bc they’ve only gone by nicknames. I also thought it would be fun to have more cartoonish/surreal characters instead of just regular people.

Kitti (nickname)- when i made her, she originally was a Boy Scout and kinda based off of spongebob. Now ive changed her to like a big sister like character except she really ISN’T. She’s the younger sister of twins, neither the brain or muscle behind their duo. She’s sweet, dense, and a stickler for order. She’s a mycologist and likes to hang out in the woods. She is dating oso im still working on their dynamic but theyre definitely childhood friends who find each other again in adulthood oso confuses her for her twin sister and is like: whoa, so you decided to become a girl!! Thats so cool can i see ur boobs since we’re old friends?? She meets oso thru totty who shes friends with bc theyre both girls.

Wendy - basically a small, loud little henchman or hypeman. She’s so so small in height and so round. She looks like a shark, has very pointy teeth, beady lil teeth, and is very scary except her voice is really adorable. She is karamatsu’s biggest fucking fan, and hyped him up as much as he does to the point where sometimes he’s embarrassed. I think she’s weird and funny bc she has a rich inner world completely detached from him that she never tells him about except for concerning bits and pieces. So far theyre my favorite bc i drew her telling kara when hes not there she goes to nurtitionland and hangs out with talking carrots. Kara absolutely adores her and tries to explain her appeal constantly but everyone side eyes him.

Sindri - I haven’t really figured it out yet bc Sindri was an oc i used to really adore. I remember having like a really lavish and dramatic backstory for him that was super serious but i kinda don’t wanna do all of that anymore but dont wanna erase all of it either. Slowly rebuilding him. I ship him w choro tho

Esaias- another recycled but kinda loved oc. He was like one of my least favorites but I had developed him a loooot. Almost all of his original characterization and background are the same, so he grew up in a paramilitary Christian cult ran by his step father and mother that only consisted of his immediate family. His childhood sucked but you wouldn’t know it bc he was the blacksheep, and thoroughly ignored but a lot of the family politics bc hes considered the illegitimate eldest. He’s actually really normal and nice and in Japan for grad school and to train under Fighting Yowai. He makes Ichi really nervous bc he’s like a normie or something but he also is really strange. They have a really funny dynamic to me but eventually hes kinda like a security blanket ichi carries and he is there basically like “damn bitch you live like this? Thats so cool can you teach me?”

Suzi - she didn’t have a very thick background, I made her when I was like literally 12 and didn’t like her very much to the point where her entire narrative was that i killed off her sister. Which is funny bc i love her now and so I killed her off too. She’s a ghost! Like a sadako/okiku type of ghost. Looks very scary and only jyushi can see her and at first he’s terrified of her but it’s really actually lighthearted and silly. His brothers are all weirded out by jyushi’s new imaginary friend but they are a loveydovey couple even tho shes dead and he aint.

And then tottys still mine

Oh i forgot nom (another nickname)

I ship her with nyaa. She’s a tsundere who is obsessed with looking cool, she’s the older twin sister of kitti and she is the biggest softie ever. Literally the brain and the brawn, she’s in love w nyaa and is a crybaby. She’s really moody too, friends with ichi and kara. She wants to be goth and alt so bad but shes just shein. The tallest of my ocs. She can only handle the responsibility of taking care of Kitti, so she cant cook or clean (kitti must) but she does everything else. She’s a drop out fashion student, and a cringefail girl. The only one who can make kitti, who comes across as a big sister character be a whiny baby. I ship her with nyaa bc i think itd be funny

[chordsykat]

I see the "Herald" descriptions for Baen-she and I was wondering how you came up with that?

It's uh... aliens. No, it's not. And it's not substance abuse or secret access to unreleased Metalocalypse lore or secretly being Brendon Small or even having a space helicopter that can fly to the future (all are excellent and very popular guesses, however).

If I told you the secret is having a lot of time to think about it all, that'd probably be the real answer. But I realize it's a huge cop-out, too. So what if I told you that character development that goes beyond the surface-level and ascends into metaphorical and symbolic territory is something you can learn to do? Or maybe, better yet, it's something you can train yourself to do? Like flexing a muscle you didn't know you had..?

But to give this question its proper due, I'm going to have to delve into both Dethkomic and (very speculative) Metalocalypse fan-theory. Therefore, spoiler alert if you follow me below the cut :)

One of the nice things about working with an entire cast of OCs, as opposed to just one, is the built-in ability to play each one off the other, and build intricate thematic relationships that seem a lot harder to pull off than they actually are. The other nice thing Dethkomic specifically has going for it, is that I get to borrow off of themes already found in the canon.

Finding good ways to connect your characters to the world you put them in on an abstract level takes one thing above all else, and that's listening to who they really are. So, whether I'm writing fanfic or my own fic, I ask myself "Why are we writing these people in the first place?"

Sometimes this will lead you to answers like "They're just here to hang out with X," and I think the majority of fanfiction has that component to it. Mine sure does. But that's not always the totality of any character's purpose in the story by a long shot. If you're looking to throw symbolism, metaphor, and themes into your work, you're probably not writing one-shot hookup fics where that actually is the final answer (and if you do want to put that stuff into one-shot hookup fics, you should send me your WIPs because that sounds amazing).

It should be said -- None of the stuff I'm talking about here is necessary to tell a good story. Working with layers of metaphor is tricky, but if you successfully pull it off, even a little bit, it can add to the "wow, cool!" factor. That's not just something for the audience, either. As a writer, your overall satisfaction will see an uptick as well.

Symbols and character themes come about in two ways -- one is intentional, and one is incidental. You look at a character's personality and you might say, "This is Bob. Bob's spirit animal is a naked mole rat and his guardian celestial body is a black hole and his guiding natural element is ragweed." These themes are intentional and you can and should have fun putting little tidbits of them into your writing, straight out of the gate. Bob goes to a zoo and he gravitates to the naked mole rats? That's so Bob!

Incidental themes are a bit trickier. They appear as side-quests in your writing journey, and it's up to you to notice them. Here's a pointer -- if you get good at spotting symbolism in others' writing, you are "training your writing muscle" to be better at spotting it in your own. The bad guys escaped into a cave and the good guys are all afraid of the dark? Well holy shit! What about using Bob to go in and get them? Maybe Bob's not afraid of the dark? Maybe Bob is a natural spelunker? Bob's spirit animal is a naked mole rat, after all! This is so Bob!

So how do you "train" to spot symbolism? As I said above, the best way is to look at the media you enjoy, and see if you can spot any themes the authors have snuck in. Don't be afraid to "cheat" by interacting with your fandom and looking up some connections other people have made. Metalocalypse is full of this stuff, and we get into what I think are some of our liveliest discussions when we go back and forth about the prophecy. Go look at the wikis. Go peruse fan-theories (even "debunked" ones) on message boards, Discords and... *sigh*... Reddit (no offense to all my Klokateers on Reddit out there -- ilu but not the platform). Join in on the discussions right here on hellsite when they come about. Prophecy-speculating one of my favorite things about this fandom, personally.

So that brings us back to me and why my characters are here in the first place. Most of you know this, but Baen-Shee is in the Dethkomic story to explore the supernatural side of things. Not every MTL OC out there (or every character in the show for that matter) is going to be involved in the Prophecy, but I enjoy torturing myself with difficult and incomplete lore puzzles, so mine are players in it. All that said, here's probably what you came for in the first place -- a breakdown of some of the things I'm thinking about with my own characters as I examine the canon and my own stories, and little tidbits about how some of it came about:

Nita: We know she's head of the group, muscially, but I liked the idea of her being the last one anybody expected to be the most powerful character, supernaturally. I saw a lot of opportunities to play up her kind and unthreatening nature while simultaneously giving her character arcs that emphasize personal growth and strength of character. Nathan's a character who is giving off every indication that he's in charge and capable of managing his band and becoming a leader when the end of the world goes down -- but we all know he's incredibly insecure about all of it. I wanted Nita's purpose to not only be the usual finding herself stuff, but also helping others to find themselves. She's the Holy Unifier, and her "great appointed eternal task" is to keep everyone together. Too, I feel Nathan as the Chosen One is representative of the power of an individual, whereas Nita's on the flip side of that coin as the power one gets from others around them (she's totally Twilight Sparkle is what I'm trying to say, here).

Caj: She's a study in duality and surprises. Guardian of life, but also an assassin. The Holy Mother and (wo)man-at-arms. She's a girl who presets as a boy. Her eyes are two different colors. Her totem is a chameleon. And lest we forget, it's funny as hell that her Chosen One is also her greatest rival on the planet... etc, etc... Some of you guys already picked up on this, but watch closely, every mention of angels and devils in our current Dethkomic arc. This is a good example of a theme that sticks around for one story, only -- which is a thing that happens often in fictional serials and something you can totally employ if you only have one story to tell.

Cherry: The Holy Messenger -- and the Metalocalypse's first sacrificial player. Unlike Charles who follows her into the great hereafter a few weeks later, she doesn't get to escape death and become the Dead Man. I am so utterly stoked to show you her part in the continued Dethkomic stories, and that starts happening in just over a week from now, so I am going to try containing my excitement and keep from spoiling too much, but... Cherry's spirit animal is a phoenix for a reason. Also, I've said before the reason Cherry dies is not just a matter of emotionally torturing my readers, nor is it angst-porn: She dies because you need to get comfortable with the idea of major characters dying in my stories. ...and now I've probably said too much.

Sparkles: I've said before how Sparkles is my favorite character to write for, and how it's not just because I don't have to think up any dialogue for her beyond the occasional grunt and growl. Sparkles is a spirit of purity, nature, and all that's good and right in the world. It's definitely more an abstract concept than it is an "element" and I get to really stretch my imagination when coming up with the kind of things she's capable of. One symbol, one idea, one theme can mean several different things, and you might find as a writer (and especially if you're only just beginning to dip your toe into this stuff), it's easiest to loosely define your connections so as not to write yourself into a corner. You'll see Sparkles' powers finally come to the fore in Issue #7 of Dethkomic, and they suit her on several different fronts. I really surprised myself when I came up with it, in fact.

Eden: Her element is "the void" -- whatever that is -- and it's more than just a connection to her position as herald of death. Here again, keeping things kinda vague and loose, but the mirror-effect of a character whose history is (currently) a big question mark, having powers that come from something as obscure as a "concept" of an element is a connection one might make. Too, we throw that extra element of the moon in there, as a sort of guardian celestial force (calling to mind other visions too -- like space in general, the stars, the afterlife, the heavens...) and you can make further connections with Toki's association with rabbits on a mythological level. It's kind of all over the place, but tight enough to work, I think. Oh -- and speaking of mythology and bunnies in the moon... brush up on your world mythologies every chance you get. They'll do nothing but serve you in this endeavor, because at the end of the day, it's all about connecting the dots... or the stars in the sky, as it were!

SO. That was more of a tutorial than it was an answer. I hope you got to read through this and are still interested in this question, Claudia. It was a lot of fun to ponder and equally enjoyable to throw in some pointers for all my writers out there.

Also, I haven't gotten into it yet, but this is a good time to remind anyone reading this far that I'm doing a how-to-make-comics thing over on @dethkomic, and I release a tutorial every update over there. I totally will be covering more about metaphors and the like, very soon.

Great question! Thanks for reading!

[aecholapis]

If there was ever a new Brave show, what would you want it to be about/what would you want it to involve?

Oh, what I wouldn't give to see a new Brave emerge from the depths of Sunrise's animation studios. But the chances are slim, infinitesimal even, microscopic to the point that I've given up hope to see some kind of series revival one day. At least we're still getting figurines and HD Blu-Ray remasters of the animes, but that's pretty much it.

What we are left with is our imagination and perseverance and thankfully, some fans have those attributes in abundance. I'm not going to call them out by name - you all know who you are and you should know your efforts are greatly appreciated by this small fandom.

Some of them have made a great effort to come up with new ideas for their own original shows that have sprung from their imaginations and they are kind enough to share it with the world. As someone who loves reading about pretty much any thing and everything relevant to the media I'm obsessed with at that time, I also love reading about other people's take on the already existing and well-established fictional worlds.

I've already mentioned my own and the OCs that are part of it, but to be honest, this is not exactly the direction I would take the franchise if I had a say in it. There are many great ways one could revive the Yuusha series and my own silly idea of a story is not it. There are too many themes that don't fit with the overall tone of the series - it needs to be as light-hearted, emotional and thrilling as the original one... which it isn't.

I'll list the answer to your ask under the cut if it's alright with you.

First of all, one thing that I would love to see is a way for the producers to link the shows together. It can either be done with little easter eggs or references to the old shows,

There is a reason why almost all Braves follow a pattern in terms of plot progression and action and I think they should bring that back. The monster-of-the-week format has worked well with almost every series and while it's definitely not the perfect way of storytelling, it makes for fun times.

Let the villains be silly, give them control over some ridiculouly huge thing and watch them decimate the protagonists with it until they learn its attack patterns and defeat it with the power of friendship. It wouldn't hurt if they did it once or twice every ten episodes.

We need more villains who are evil for the sake of it. They don't need a thorough reason to destroy the universe. And give us our beloved morally grey rivals/antiheroes turned allies back, please.

Nowadays I feel that most characters aren't as colorful as they used to be, but not here, nuh-uh! They need to have at least two primary colors in their frame (RYB, RGB or CYMK, doesn't matter which one) as long as they wear it with pride. Example: my man Draias is a walking fashion disaster, yet he doesn't care about his appearance and I love him for it.

I want the Braves to originate from

✨ s p a c e ✨

not Earth, thank you. While I don't have anything against human-made robots or those who were created by our planet's nature, the thought of them being aliens is so much cooler.

The OST would be a banger for sure.

Another thing I want to see is a more in-depth exploration of the themes and issues they deal with. BPJD had its fair share of addressing themes that are usually targeted at older viewers rather than the actual target audience of pre- and elementary schoolers. I don't want that to get lost in a new show. Children are just as capable of understanding and dealing with heavy themes if they are offered an explanation for everything they might not fully comprehend.

While I don't like humans in robot media in general, BPJD was probably the only show where I think they handled them well. THe human side characters weren't as prominent as they had been in the previous and following Braves. The robots were finally in the spotlight and got the development they desperately needed. Yuuta and Deckerd had a unique bond, they were like siblings and that was so wonderfully presented that I couldn't help but like their pure, albeit codependent relationship.

More platonic relationships. More focus on friendships. More familial love and found family. More bromances, more womances. The same amount of explosions and action.

And please let everyone be normal about women, GGG Final was just. No. (I love you, Anryuu, but the rest of the cast were done dirty)

As for the plot, anything would work. Aliens invade the Earth, philanthrophic Braves come to defend it. Maybe they've been fighting the other guys for a long while, maybe they haven't. What matters is that it should be something that makes sense for a Yuusha show.

And give them badass designs, please.

[butchpeabody]

in lieu of drawing a ref (hard) (boring) im gonna list some stuff abt my funne tome oc radrabzz...yippie!

white hat hacker obviously. due to the period accurate Rona Virus shes stuck doing coding classes at home and takes the insane pay to fund hrt and her tuition. she does other small coding jobs on the side, maybe working on a game of her own

has a roommate irl! havent thought much of what to do with it but she miight become relevant in my brain world

she was going into tome literally so hard trying to be like okay just gotta do my job and not talk to anyone. and then alpha showed up and her being utterly interaction starved due to the once again aforementioned rona shes like oh ok we r best friends now. dandy alliance having her is really fun for her

she REALLY likes nylocke. in a platonic way ofc (she is a lesbian) but thats her emotional support funny dude

i do think the nature of tome characters especially in the rpg is like. to have a Rival. i was joking abt it earlier but thats like 100% rockoon in my head. theyre both silly dudes but she is genuinely kind of angry at him for cheating at the game with so much cash on the line and getting her so close to like...just straight up being kicked out of her new friendgroup it seems?? ill have to see more of rpg rocky before i decide how this develops but i have THINGS cooking in my brain

as a side effect of the last one she does not use her Hacking Abilities in battle against anyone who isnt actively cheating themselves. game is weird to navigate sometimes because of it (the way she set up her skill class is weird reflective of mine ((i shouldve gone brawler HELP))) so shes not really. strong at first and struggles a LOT

a lot of the struggles in the PREVIOUS point however are solved when she gets the bomb rush spell. that wasnt even an intentional rockoon parallel, when i got it ingame it just did a BUNCH of damage when i needed it. but now i'm rolling with it

second gen immigrant to the us from jamaica! im still working out the family tree (her mom n dad are already concepted characters in her main story but i gotta expand) but she has family back there she visits as well. was raised in florida and moved to socal for school (ended up staying there after the rona happened bcus she already had an apartment)

her irl name is raeni, she still doesnt give it out ingame but either goes by hatty or rab online

[call-me-copycat]

Snowflake ❄️ for the ask game! If you have ocs, would love to hear about them!! Your writing is incredible, so I have no doubt they'd be good.

*This is the game they're referring to, for those that don't know)

❄️ Snowflake: talk about a unique trait or aspect of your favorite OC. Have they been living rent-free in your brain? It’s time to talk about them!

Ah, thank you so much! It's so nice to hear that, it really makes my day! (⸝⸝ ´艸`⸝⸝)

I've never really had anyone ask about my OC's before, so this'll be really fun!

Although, I don't have many that I created from scratch (but if you count the characters that I had to make for stories and fics then that number certainly goes up).

I'll do my best in explaining it, but I just wanted to give a heads up that I've been struggling with worldbuilding for some of them, so some things might sound a little off (๑////๑)

Also, I started making characters when I was about 6, but none of them stayed except for 1. And so I've been only tweaking and developing that one until recently, where I've made a whole batch of new characters just at the end of last year, so I apologize if some are a bit empty, or if I come back and completely change out something about a character.

Finally, if anyone has any ideas or recommendations, or if anyone wants me to include a character of theirs as a side character in any of my stories (things like cashier, side villains, background people of public places, I always love making the people in the back), then feel free to let me know!

人生の擬人化 (じんせいのぎじんーが) Jinsei no gijin ga (Short; Jinsei, Jinjin)

Ah, my very first character! I made her when I was 6, and she's the only one that lasted throughout the years. Her original name was "Audrey", only because as a child I didn't have any references to go by other than the names of the people around me (and unfortunately there were never any other Japanese kids where I lived).

She's been through a massive amount of changes throughout the years. She originally started off very plain since I wasn't very creative, with blond hair and blue eyes, and I never knew what to have her wear, so I'd always have her wear white "spy" gear, despite her not being a spy.

She changed as I grew up, and she played many different roles, being a hero, a cook, a random magical being, a secret hero, all the way to where she is now.

When I was around 12 or 13, I completely took everything I knew and started from scratch. I made her the current version I know today: short white hair, light blue eyes, and lots of training and well developed muscles. I'm not good at imagining the clothing. Her personality, oddly enough, has stayed pretty much the same throughout the years.

She's one of the characters that I'm struggling to worldbuild for, so please take the following explanation with a grain of salt.

She's a being of white energy, since she controls all life and how life itself works. She (like everyone else in this specific world) has a core of pure energy that was formed from raw magic energy, either naturally occurring or through the use of powerful spells or rituals. I'm still developing the world (might have to start from scratch again), but this is pretty much the only thing that won't change. If anyone has suggestions, I'd really love to hear them!

She's very egocentric, like... Imagine a character where Eda from Owl House, and Mitsuki and Mirko from My Hero Academia were all combined. Do you sort of understand? I'm not good at explaining personalities, I'm used to writing them, so I can write a small story with her if you'd like. Sorry about that.

But basically, she's very brash and tough, but she can be pretty levelheaded when needed. She has a good heart, but sometimes her loud personality gets in the way of things (a joke I have is she drives Moe crazy since they're basically tied together).

As much as I love all my characters, I have to admit she's my upmost favorite! (Well, equal to Moe, that is, but I'll mention him next).

Here's a doodle I tried making of her (it's still in the works, it's just a bit off and this drawing is also pretty old, so I need to update it)

死神 (しにがみ) Shinigami (Moe)

This is Death! I love him so much, he was the second character I ever made and kept (only 6 years after Jinsei). He's technically called Shinigami, but since I started calling him Moe before that, I decided to call him Moe instead (like a nickname? I can't describe it).

He's the polar opposite of Jinsei (also part of the world in struggling to world build). He has a core of pure dark energy, and even though Dark Magic is starting to be used with safety precautions in this world, it's an anomaly that a core can be made out of it without turning into one of the "Corrupted" (basically, if a being with a core of magic energy messes up something with dark magic, or gets infected by another Corrupted, their core gets taken over like a virus and they turn into mindless bloodthirsty beasts of pure darkness). That's why he has to stay undercover, because there are hunters and people called the "Magic Enforcers" who hate Dark Magic and want to put an end to it.

He's much taller than Jinsei, but he's much more lean than she is. He has a quiet, thoughtful personality, and is normally very stoic. He never shows much emotion, and does what he's told, no matter how cruel (though he's been shown to have a slight soft spot).

He does have his moments where Jinsei annoys him too much, and she sometimes is able to get a snark or sarcastic remark pointed at her (and they're always unintentionally very funny).

I tried drawing him, but I messed it up, so I hope this explanation will do. He has black hair (I'm struggling between having it be a pony tail like the ancient Chinese style, or just have it short), and normally wears a cloak around his body like Tokoyami. He's very observant even when he doesn't seem like it, so he's matched with Jinsei when it comes to strength.

He's tied to her in power and in name (like Yin and Yang), but he does like to be by himself when he can.

He originally was supposed to be a background character, but like a week after making him I decided to make him paired with Jinsei when I thought of the black and white theme.

If anyone has any suggestions or questions for him (no matter how odd, simple, complex or whatever), please don't hesitate!

Either way, I love my Moe and Jinsei!

賭博師. 親. (裏) - とばくししたしむ (うら) - Dobakushi Shitashimu (Ura)

Ura's character is rather new to be made, but she was one of the 3 big ones (other two are Jinsei and Moe). That just means she was made and lasted through the other characters that didn't.

Her power is the ability to manipulate cards and probability, so she's like a gambling-themed character. She's good friends with Jinsei, and she has a similar personality, although she isn't as loud or brash. She's just quite confident and brave with taking risks, but when she needs or wants to, she can be rather sly and sneaky like a cat.

Ura hasn't really had much time for development, but I do look forward to coming up with the ideas (suggestions welcome).

*Fun fact: I got her character idea from a quick dream*

Here's a drawing I made of her awhile back (it's old, so it's not the best).

Any others past this point have been recently made and don't have a world of their own, meaning they were specifically made for my stories and fics.

Naomi Akematsu

- 6 years old

- Elementary Student, but likes to help out at her family's restaurant (made friends with the landscape gardener)

- Quirk: Emotion Crafting: Character can craft something and if they're in a large emotional state then they can transfer said emotion to items or food

- Example: Say she's feeling extremely euphoric and she makes cookies. Anyone who eats those cookies will feel just as she did when she made them.

- She has strawberry curly, pink hair like this:

- She's very upbeat and joyful, and she's always making friends. The only issue is she can be quite dense at times, and she's also known for being pretty gullible as well. She's naturally good hearted though.

- Somehow became best friends with Ume

Ume Nekoya

- Also 6 years old and in elementary school

- She's always very quiet and observant, and normally she doesn't really care for people (so that's how it's an anomaly that Naomi somehow became best friends with her)

- Ume's father is the head villain of a secret society that is working to weed out privileged or fake heroes. The funny thing is even though he's known for being dangerous and deadly when he's working, he's actually a very kind father when it comes to caring for her (her mother died at the hands of an ignorant hero)

- Quirk:

Weakness Detection: The ability to sense the weak point of people and/or objects. It can be a physical weakness, or emotional one, or a spiritual one, or a mental one, literally any weakness to a person or object.

- She always wears things like little dresses and cloaks, but has a mysterious habit as to why she never wants to wear white.

- Here's a doodle of her hair:

Sora Tsuneyoshi

- Nonbinary, around their early twenties

- They were really close to their father when he passed away due to a sudden aneurism

- This caused their hypochondriac tendencies, and it sort of strengths due to the fact that they're also a nurse/Medic

- Because of their paranoia, they carry around a large bag filled with all sorts of medical supplies and first aid equipment

- Quirk:

Disease manipulation: The ability to control disease inside or outside of a person/animal. Can control movement, spread, division, and others. The only downside is they need to have a complete full knowledge of the disease and how far it is in someone in order to be able to control it.

- Here's a drawing that will give you the appearance:

Megumi Shizuka

- A cashier, around 18-20 ish

- Has a very laid back personality, a little lazy at times (aren't we all)

- Has black hair that's always thrown into a messy bun

- She always works the night shifts, every single time. When it's daytime she's normally sleeping

- Always wears pajamas or comfortable clothing (I'm beginning to think she doesn't have any normal clothes)

- Is very sarcastic, loves using dark humor every now and then (very similar to Shinso)

- Quirk:

Decay: The ability to control the speed of rot. She just normally uses it to slow down the expiration of foods that are about to go bad. It's powerful, but she never wanted to be a hero or anything like that. Kind of thinks like an anti-hero, when in reality she just finds the constant battles annoying.

- I might draw her in the future

- My trans friend online asked me to make her trans, so I obliged. Megumi is a trans woman.

Shinju Yofu

- Was always the smart kid in class when he was younger

- Despite his Quirk, he's nearly half blind, and almost always refuses to wear his glasses out of stubbornness (he doesn't like the way they look or feel). I think he's just mad because the vision test was the only test he's failed in his life

- Due to his stubbornness and refusal to wear the glasses, he's always squinting and not recognizing anything or anyone. Plus he bumps into stuff as well

- He and his mother moved to Japan from China when he was young, and so he grew up without any friends since no one understood Chinese

- He is training to be a night watch guard, since he was always curious about urban legends of different villains and villain organizations.

- Quirk:

Remote Viewing: The power to track people or objects from afar. It would've been stronger if he had perfect vision, but he can only recognize people by their basic shape and colors, he just can't go into detail with it

- I also don't have any drawings of him, so please bear with me on my explanations. Since he's from China, he of course would look very Chinese. In fact, he looks so plain must people glaze right over him, giving him an advantage when he wants to blend into the crowd.

- He's one of the newest ones, but he has potential. If you have anything you think I should add, feel free to tell me!

Yume Kishii

- Highschool student, about 16

- She's very quiet and timid, but sometimes has moments where her intense expressions freak people out a bit

- Despite her shy nature, she actually always dreamed of being a children's book author

- She has long black hair that she normally hides her face behind, and she sometimes wears the most ridiculous outfits outside of school hours since she doesn't care about fashion

- She's actually very observant and uses things she sees during school and in public in her stories. She also doesn't call anyone by their name, but instead by a nickname that matches something about them (Example: "Street Racer", "Fast Eater", "Eraser Thief", "Bunny Bag", etc).

- Quirk:

Perspective: Character can put an audience or reader into a trance-like state where they can 'become' the character they're reading

Takashi Azuki

- About 6 years old physically (but not really, his quirk is kind of complicated)

- His mother is a technician, and his other mom was an agent that helped a popular hero's meetings and public image (for this reason she was killed by a villain sympathizer)

- He Judges other people too quickly and if always cautious and careful because of his mother's overprotection

- He's rather pessimistic, he doesn't mean to be. Because of his quirk, he was almost sent to live at a quirk institution that cared for people with dangerous, disabling, or live changing quirks (he ended up not taking the offer)

- His Quirk:

Decelerated Aging: He ages at a rate 3 times slower than others. Right now, he looks 6, but is actually 18. (To remember his age, I like to look at my fingers. You know how they have 3 sections? Well put 1 finger up, and he's in the body of a 1 year old, count the sections -1,2,3- he's that age mentally. Another example would be putting up 5 fingers -13,14,15- sections total, that'd mean when he's 13,14, and 15 mentally, he'd be in the body of a 5 year old) [Side note: please don't be weird about him]

Akimasa Dobayashi

- 9 years old, somehow best friends with Azuki

- He's quite understanding of Azuki's living situation, and he's very kind and open you everyone he meets

- He's very rough and rowdy, always wanting to play (and always ending up with a new wound or infection, or sprain, illness,etc)

- He's very enthusiastic and always looking for new adventures. He likes to use his quirk on Azuki when he asks, as it always relieves him a little

- Sorry if he's rather plain, I haven't had much time to develop his character

- Quirk:

Age Manipulation (others): The ability to (temporarily) change the age of someone or several people around them.

The Twins: Akira and Akiro Fushimi

° Akira:

- Loves to talk about what she's accomplished and always needs the approval of others (but not for selfish reasons, she just likes making others happy)

- 12 years old, and is twins with Akiro. With Akiro around, their good luck and bad luck powers cancel each other out.

- She's always praised and a little popular because of her 'fortune' gift.

- Always stands up for and protects her brother from any unreasonable hate/bullying. She won't hesitate to cut off a friendship for this reason.

- Is obsessed with the latest in pop culture

- Quirk:

Fortune: The ability to make unlikely good events more likely (i.e. good luck)

° Akiro:

- Keeps to himself for the most part, mainly to avoid any bullying or extra hatred

- 12 years old, and is twins with Akira. Without Akira around, small disasters strike him and those around him. Got 'unlucky' with his power, as no one wants to be around him without Akira around. A bit envious of his sister.

- Will do anything for friends or family, but is suspicious of new people at first

- Probability Manipulation (Bad Luck): The ability to make unlikely bad events more likely. It's automatic and not at all under his control. He's also been offered the chance to live at a quirk institution. Declined due to his sister begging him to stay because she'd miss him too much

° Both:

- Are considered the "Twins of Fortune or Flames"

- Have a bit of a reputation around the school and neighboring area

- They always have to be around each other to cancel out their quirks, and they both wear this little matching necklaces that is a single good luck coin you'd normally see lucky cats holding in their paw

Anything past this point is very new or very roughly made, so it might not make so much sense. It's all very airy and fluid. Sorry about that. Suggestions and ideas highly welcomed.

Vigilante Groups I made!

"The Pack" - a group of individuals with animal-based quirks who work together as a team. They are fiercely loyal to one another and use their enhanced physical abilities and senses to take down villains.

"The Medics" - a group of trained medical professionals with healing quirks who provide medical aid to those in need. They also work to expose corrupt hospitals and medical facilities.

"The Outcasts" - a group of vigilantes who have been rejected by society for various reasons. They band together to fight against the system that has failed them.

"The Reapers" - a group of former villains who have turned their lives around and now use their experience and knowledge to take down other villains. They're a controversial group, as some people don't believe that former villains can truly change, but they're dedicated to proving their worth.

"The Watchdogs" - a group of people who have lost loved ones to villain attacks and have decided to take matters into their own hands. They patrol the streets and keep an eye out for any suspicious activity, and they're not afraid to use force if necessary.

"The Jackals" - a very punk-themed goth group that focuses on fighting villains and for freedom of expression. They're normally dressed in very flashy, spiky goth/emo attire with eye catching makeup or accessories. They are a group that's strength is in numbers, as there's hundreds (possibly thousands if you include sympathizers) across the nation. They're also a controversial group since some people don't agree with the aggressive ways they go about things.

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Aya Suzuki:

A middle-aged woman with a tough exterior and a no-nonsense attitude, Aya is the owner of a successful bar in the city's nightlife district. Her quirk is "Alcohol Empowerment", which enhances her strength and durability the more she drinks. Aya has short black hair and a scar above her left eyebrow, and she usually wears leather jackets and jeans. Despite her gruff demeanor, she cares deeply for her regular customers and has a soft spot for troubled youth.

Haru Takechi:

Colorblind, nice kind personality. Very polite and laid back. He's one of UA's many landscapers. His quirk: Thermal vision. He's friends with some of the students that see him working. Appearance: Always wearing gardening outfits. Short beige-white hair. Has crosshairs for pupils due to his quirk. Secretly has one wear pierced from when he was a rebellious teen. Age: around 30

Mei Nakamura:

A shy and introverted high school student who is secretly a talented graffiti artist. Her quirk is "Ink Manipulation", which allows her to control the ink in pens and paint markers to create intricate designs and patterns. Mei has long black hair that she keeps in a braid or two, and her eyes are a deep blue color. She often wears baggy clothing and a hoodie to blend in with the crowd, but becomes more confident and expressive when she's creating art. Her dream is to one day have a gallery show featuring her work.

Ah, that's all I can write for right now, I'm exhausted! It was very fun though, but I'm sorry if some of that didn't make sense! I haven't updated any of my characters in a long while, as I've been too busy coming up with writing ideas so I can finish the requests I've received ദി ᷇ᵕ ᷆ )♡

Seriously though, if anyone has any suggestions at all, no matter what it is, I'd love to hear it!

Or, if you like my writing and want a character of yours to have a part in a story, I'd be more than willing! Just pop it in with a request, and I'll do my best! ٩( ᐖ )و

If you have any questions about my characters or writing, I'd be glad to answer them! If you want to talk about your own characters, I'd be glad to listen or help give advice!

*Sorry for the rant. I didn't intend to write so much, I just got a bit carried away. Also I'm going to be honest, I was half asleep writing this, so please bear no mind to any errors, thank you very much*

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November video project

I’m doing a series of recordings for a video I’m preparing, it should be done by Thanksgiving and I’m super excited for it. For the purposes of the gimmick, they’re each in different outfits so I’m using this post to talk about each outfit as I record them and what they mean to me. If for whatever reason you want to wait until I put up that video then spoilers ahead, I won’t get into specifics

Days left to record: 8

So, the point of the multiple recordings is that it’s a singing video, here is the first, baseline outfit

It’s just a white t-shirt.

I’m not gonna say it was anything like “Oh it stands out in a dark room”. It’s nice that it’s a neutral starting point, but really it’s just what I happened to wear. I have a lot of white t-shirts with small red stains on the shoulders, but that’s not wholly relevant, it’s just an item I wear a lot.

Day 2:

The first of the backing vocals for the song

A bear kigu with bear mittens

I got the main kigu piece as a birthday present last year, and as somebody who likes bears to a point where I made my ‘sona one, I quite like having this. The bear mittens are something I got at my first ever visit to a Hot Topic on November 4th and they’ve been my personality ever since, I felt like it really completed the look. Fun fact, the main paw bit can come down to make them fingerless gloves!

Ignore my messy room.

Day 3:

My brother got me sick and I’m hoping it doesn’t affect the video production process, but here’s today’s look

A bathrobe and tie.

I would like to make note that this is in fact a different white shirt from day 1. Going back to yesterday’s outfit notes, my fursona, Budge, is a grizzly normally wearing these two objects.

(Two little scrimblos right there) | (Art by TheCatThatDraws on Twitter)

The character was based of an outfit and a bit I created to do a funny thing at school, so naturally an homage to what the outfit ended up becoming would be included in this video.

Check back tomorrow, where I do my first recording of backing vocals at my mom’s house

Day 4: “The Mask” (updated 4:39PM 11/10/22)

Of all the days so far, this one was the biggest pain in the ass so far, it took like 8 takes to get it right. Anyway, behold:

The Daxon plate.

This little oddity is something I made in high school as part of some Advisory assignment I no longer remember the context of. This was very much in the “I’m either giving my characters a swoop of hair or none at all” phase of my development as an artist. Daxon, for those who don’t know, is the second lil guy seen in the drawn image above (the dragoncat). He was one of my first OCs and he is the favorite because of that. I decided to go with a long-sleeved grey shirt for this because Daxon has grey fur.

The bright side of this recording is that my face was covered, because hoo boy

The white balance of my lighting was not doing me any favors. You can’t even see the nose on Daxon.

Day 5: “Simon” (Continued in Reblog)

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Rules

MUN is 27 years old (she/her), so this blog will not interact with people younger than 21. 21+ ONLY, minors do not interact.

 This blog is selective and mutuals only.

I am friendly, always open to gush over our characters however due to the past experience I want to state that any form of inappropriate behavior such as: being flirty toward the MUN, getting too personal with asking the information about my private life and comparing me with any of my muses will result in INSTAT BLOCK. This is fiction, muse does not equal mun, and I have no intention to make anything but role play partners and friends here. I am a taken woman and will not tolerate anything that makes me feel uncomfortable. 

Starters are open to mutuals only if not stated otherwise.

DO NOT use me as a ' resource blog ' for new followers, meaning: if we became mutuals and didn't establish no interaction, don't scroll through my blog adding everyone you see on sight. I welcome my followers becoming mutuals, however, if you plan to make me a 'springboard' for new followers, I will block you on sight.

Using me for my male characters will not slide. It will lead to me losing interest and  dropping the tread. It happened a few times and I am just tired of it. This includes 'half-assing' the threads while giving the best for the females, focusing just on the ship where I play the male and obviously neglecting the ship where you play the male. I have twice as many male characters than female, but I love my girls just as much. Fair play is something I highly appreciate.

I will not interact with blogs that have all female characters nor single female muse blogs.

PROBABLY THE MOST IMPORTANT THING: Please, MOVE THE STORY FORWARD. This is the main problem and the most common thing that makes me to drop the thread. Please, don’t only answer on the things already written on my part, add some story development, events, develop the plot along side with me. We all like that element of surprise, and I honestly, adore it. So lets build the story equally!

I am a detailed role player:  lit. / advanced lit. / novella style . (The choice between short replies and novella depends on my role play partner’s style and my time)

This blog is LGBTQIA+ friendly. Just because I prefer MxF shipping for my muses, does not mean I will not interact with people who have different tastes. This place is respectful and welcoming all, so no form of hate will be tolerated.

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I try to respond on daily bases but as we all , I have obligations so please be patient. Some days some muses are high and others low, and I do write based on my inspiration. Please know that if I responded to someone and not you, that does not mean I am ignoring you, it just means I am either busy or the muse is low. I despise writing bad responses, so know I am just trying to give you a quality response, so that is why it might be longer sometimes.

If you want to finish the role play, please do let me know. No hard feelings, I respect when someone is direct.

I  am flexible, always open to ideas, after all, I see role playing as something both parties should enjoy, so do not hesitate to DM me and we  can figure something out :)

I role play through threads / reblogs and Discord.

Playlists, memes, mood boards, or casual ‘thirsting’ over our characters? YES PLEASE AND THANK YOU! I love OOC talks about our muses and generally commenting on them and  their situations, so never hesitate to jump right into my DM and let the  fun begin!

Triggers: I only have one trigger - animal abuse. Any type of mistreating animals is NOT acceptable here.

Will NOT tolerate : Ince*t. R*pe, Underage, scat..and similar things!

When it comes to SMUT, writing some heated moments leading to the ‘main course’ is fine, but I would prefer to ‘fade to black’ once the ‘fireworks’ starts. There might be some exceptions, depending on the thread.

Warning: This blog will contain heavy topics such as mental abuse, manipulation, trauma, gore…etc. Please proceed with caution.