#leonard p. (oc)

[dr-narcissa-igma]

Alright everyone, listen up!

@n-odious-tropy @nthropoid @iris-rainbow @leonardimerick @two-distant-stars

The upcoming battle is fast approaching, and there's plenty of tasks that need to be assigned. We can't let the Hull Cutter's crew win this fight.

- Direct combat: We'll need a skilled fighter to launch an assault on the Hull Cutter directly, take the fight directly to Cortex.

- Weapons convoy and treasure: Jacob has unfortunately decided to add an extra layer of challenge to the fight, by hiring a convoy of gear to venture through the jungle, as well as hiding treasure. I'll grant you temporary access to my island-wide security system to track the convoy and scope out the jungle.

- Handle the ship: Someone needs to stay behind and steer the ship, man the cannons, etc.

- Confront the captain: I myself will be confronting Scurvy directly. It's absolutely imperative that I talk to him, so we cannot take his life or injure him in any capacity.

I'll be awaiting any extra suggestions or insight from you all.

[luzxii]

OK SO I WROTE DOWN ALL OF MEERKAT'S CURRENT LORE SO I CAN FINALLY TELL YALL HIS DEAL- JUST A WARNING IT CONTAINS SOME DARK THINGS AND I HIGHLY SUGGEST READING THE CONTENT WARNINGS IN THE TAGS, MUCH LOVE. IF YALL HAVE ANY QUESTIONS OF CLARIFICATIONS FEEL FREE TO ASK

Leonard Pejure was born to a wealthy household as the son of Morgana Pejure and Leonard Pejure senior. He grew up in a neglectful and strict environment. From the earliest he could remember he was not allowed to step out of line or be his true self, forced to wear certain clothes and act a certain way. His mother was the main inflicter of these ideals, his father however not doing anything to stop it. Though he was advantaged by his wealth, he had an unhappy childhood due to the box he was put in. He was forced to befriend the popular kids at school, being friends with “plebeians” being met with punishment. Any hobby that was deemed to be feminine or abnormal was ridiculed. His passion is and always was theater, though he could never express this openly as a child. He picked up the fiddle at a young age, it being one of his few interests that his strict household reluctantly allowed. However, due to what his mother viewed as misbehavior; it was destroyed by her own doing. Leonard was crushed by this, the anger he felt through his entire life building up over the years. In his early-mid teenhood, he discovered he was attracted to men. His first love was a boy in his class named Atticus, the two eventually secretly dating under the radar of his family. Eventually, Leonard had finally had enough. He came out to his family, which was not met well. He was kicked out of his home at the age of 17, Atticus’ family homing him for the rest of his time before entering a musical theater college and soon after an animal care college.

In his early 20’s, Leonard received the news that his parents had been murdered. Even if he felt loss, he couldn't help but internally celebrate this as a sign of freedom. He inherited a good portion of their riches due to his parents never bothering to change papers, giving him a head start in his dream career of acting. As he grew into his mid 20’s, through his performances he noticed attention towards him. With time, he became a famous town celebrity. His dream was heading in the ideal direction, he was more than ecstatic and grateful. He changed his name to Leonard Sonnet, alteringhis first names pronunciation from the traditional ‘Leh-nard’ to the untraditional ‘Leo-nard’. Additionally, he now most often went by the stagename Meerkat. He adopted a pet meerkat he named Romeo from an animal rescue facility, it being unable to care for itself in the wild. He was incredibly protective and fond of it.

Although his life seemed perfect, he was dealing with confusing feelings inside. From the moment he hit sexual maturity, he felt an odd sexual attraction to criminals and murderers. He tried to suppress these thoughts at first, but eventually they were front and center. Eventually, he gave in to these feelings by gradually starting a second life. He began seeking out lawbreakers willing to have one night stands with him in exchange for money. This escalated to the point of having to balance his secret with the dream life he had built for himself, keeping it all away from public eyes.

Through his encounters, he eventually met a murderer named Dexter Erotoph. Over time, he found himself genuinely falling in love with him beyond the idea of a exchangement. Dexter felt the same way. Meerkat cared for Dexter to the point of helping Dexter trap animals to kill. He never watched or took part in the killing, but he wanted to help keep Dexter’s needs at bay. He knew that everything he was doing was wrong and did feel guilt for it, his own desires were just not something he was yet willing to fight.

He was used to his partners dying or going missing, he was aware he signed up for that indulging himself with wanted people. But Dexter’s death hit him much harder than he expected. It weighed on him for a good while, even affecting his career to a degree. He felt he couldn’t let anything slip or seek help. 

Ok everything after this point is everything that happens after Meerkat’s present day life, this being the ‘Postjail Leo’ timeline and taking place solely in his future.

The event did strike Meerkat to start reconsidering himself. Meerkat wondered if he would have to live his entire life like this, if it was worth hurting so many people. Over months of reflection he came to the decision of turning himself in, deeply regretting his actions. His reputation was destroyed and he lost almost all of his money through countless suings from victims of the murderers he interacted with. He ended up having to return his pet Romeo to the shelter he had adopted it from. Soon after, he was imprisoned for a sentence of 5 years.

He had a very hard time in prison, being a target for violence as he was so well known. During one attack, his leg was injured to the point he would have a permanent disability; needing a cane after his sentence ended. The most traumatic event for Meerkat was an incident in which he was sexually assaulted by the prisoner he shared a room with. All of this combined completely killed his confidence and mental health, becoming closed off and depressed. Once released, he had a very hard time landing a job due to his record; only managing to find a job at a coffee shop. He now lived in an apartment building due to his loss of money, trying to stay alive off what he had. He felt this fate was deserved due to his actions, knowing he can’t undo what he has done but wanting to at least show that he no longer wishes to cause it.

There's more to his story when he's older and such and I AM going to give him a semi-’happy’ ending, but that's all I have for his current storyline.

[socially-awkward-skeleton]

I'm Your Man

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Pairing: John Price x fem!oc (3rd person pov)

Word count: 3.5 K

Warnings/tags: mask and glove kink, praise kink, dirty talk, pet names, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, p in v sex, established relationship

A/N: this skin awoke something in me. Written with only slight description of the oc, but better safe than sorry to not mark it as an x reader fic. Title based on the Leonard Cohen song.

Step by step she moves through the house, checking that each light is switched off, windows are closed and locked, doors too. It's a ritual she's used to now, one that keeps her safe. Secure. Of course she knows if someone did try to break in, some thug in a ski mask, she could easily take care of the fucker. Pressure points, weak spots, faster reflexes – she was no weak link. However, it was always better to be safe than sorry. 

In the bedroom, she peels off the restraints that bind her to society. In the safe haven of her home, in its heart, she no longer needs to keep up appearances. Stripping herself down to the woman underneath and not the elegant mask of a lady. The cool sheen of the silk robe she slips on gently grazes over her flesh. A soft rose-petal pink that makes her glow in the warm golden light of the bedside lamps that cast shadows in the room. 

There's a serene comfort to this room, one she feels more than in any other in the house. It's the place where she is most firmly protected. The confines of her bed are a kind reprieve from the stressors of the day and the madness of the world outside. The sheets are freshly washed, the comforter is thick and warm, it's an embrace she looks forward to as the moon rises higher in the night sky. 

Padding into the en suite to wash off her makeup, truly baring herself before bed, she turns on the faucet. The water runs, the constant stream blocking out the noises of the city streets below. Another step in the process as she massages the cleanser on her face, starting with her cheeks as a froth collects. The splash of water that comes next rejuvenates her tired eyes for a fleeting moment. Each drip down the contours of her face taking with it the remains of the day. Skincare, like everything else in her life, had an order. Something that gave her a sense of control in a world that often proved that was a concept that rarely ever truly existed.

The silence of the house seemed to follow her as she went about her business. A quieting blanket like the hush from fresh fallen snow. Her bedroom left exactly as it was when she returned. The curtains at the balcony doors fluttered. Thin, phantom-like sheers drifting and dancing in the breeze. Shutting the doors, locking the latch, the antique brass chilled from the night air sends a shiver through her starting with her fingertips. 

Taking a moment, she gazes at the world outside steeped in silhouette, the lights in the windows mirroring the stars in the sky. She's lost in thought. A hundred plans and expectations spinning through her mind at once. Grocery lists, dinner plans, the odd chores she needs to take care of before she has to go back to work. Her hand drifts through her hair, pushing back the silken strands as she sighs wearily. Even when she's given time off she still finds ways to fill every ounce of her time. It's easier that way, it keeps the memories at bay. 

When she turns back around, she doesn't notice the dark shape in the corner of the room at first, there's just enough shadow to obscure and enough on her plate to dull her senses. That is, until she's grabbed, tugged into the imprisoning grip of two strong arms that clamp around her like an iron vice.

Her heart races, she yelps out a choked squeal, her eyes wide like captured prey as she chastises herself for being caught off guard. Until she recognizes the all too familiar scent of smoke, heady and thick. The pungent aroma of tobacco seeping from every fiber of clothing. Whiskers rasp against her cheek leaving a prickling trail before plush lips purr into her ear. 

“Did I scare you, love?”

She rolls her eyes, unimpressed by the antics. Her heart rate steadying, flattening out to its usual beat and she relaxes with a huffed laugh. “Bloody prat.”

Elbowing him in the stomach, she finds herself colliding with padding, pockets and straps. Hard ridges and stiff plates. He's in his gear? 

The low, rumbling chuckle that graces the tight space between them fans warm breath over her face tinted with a hint of whiskey and she glances upwards. Her brow lifts in surprise and, to be honest, mild bewilderment. 

He's not just wearing his gear, tac vest, leather gloves, and all. He's wearing a mask – half his face is covered in black, something near resembling a skull, but not quite. A hood covering his head like he's the bloody grim reaper. 

“What the hell’s all this?” A quiet little giggle bubbles out of her at the sight. John’s arms loosen just enough to allow her to turn and face him. “Are you dressed like a comic book villain's henchman for a reason?”

A heavy hand swats the round rump of her making her jump once more as she continues to laugh, dimples carving into her cheeks. 

“Bloody cheeky,” he rasps, gripping her arse and squeezing. “For an op,” he adds as if it was perfectly normal for military men to dress like that on any given day.

“And who decided on the outfits?” Her eyes roam over his figure with a playful gleam. “Riley?” she snickers. “Almost happy I'm on another assignment.”

His piercing eyes narrow from behind his mask, a mischievous glint in them she knew all too well. The only parts of his face revealed are his mouth and jaw which quickly stretch into a wry smirk. 

“Can't tell me it doesn't do a little somethin’ for ya, darlin’,” he drawls.

She sighs and tuts her tongue, shaking her head. “Not even in my top ten fantasies, love.”

Leaning down towards her, the shade of his hood blanking out the light of the room, his smirk transforms into something damn near wolfish. Cold, blue eyes as hungry as a predator. “Is that right?” His voice, husky and deep, is a taunting whisper that leaves her mouth going dry and a heat beginning to bloom in her core.

“Perhaps you’d like to change my mind,” she murmured softly, breathless with the arousal gathering inside her. 

A growl builds in his chest, as thunderous as the ocean in a hurricane. His eyes becoming just as stormy, the grey flecks seeming to flare with his own desires. 

“Tha's my good girl.” 

She swallows thickly as he stalks towards her, guiding her back to the bed with a hand gripping her hip tightly. His calloused fingers toying with the silk material under his touch, the only barrier between him and his prize, kneading at the flesh below. 

“Is the gear staying on too?” she asks with a lift of her brow.

“You bet your arse.”

His smirk damn near makes her melt once more. Her chest rising and falling with short, sharp pants. The flush rising up her skin from her chest to the tips of her ears, floods her with warmth that radiates outwards. Her doe eyes half-lidded as her lips part and she wets them before biting down on the full lower pout. 

“D'you have any idea how much I've been wantin’ you, sweetheart? All soft and sweet and laid out f’me. Draped all pretty across the bed. Been thinkin’ about that gorgeous little cunt o'yours all day.”

She moans softly, a quiet whimper slipping past her lips. The little twist in her gut is the only warning before she knows her thighs will be slick with her need. 

“Get on the bed, darlin’.” He directs her with another gentle tap to her arse. “Want you nice and comfortable.”

Settling onto the mattress, her head resting against the pillows, she focuses on him. Watching as he climbs up and the bed creaks with his weight, concaving under the strength of his hands and knees. He moves with practiced measure, slow, unbothered. It's clear this effort isn't for him, so much as it is for her. There's no need to rush what's about to come. 

His hands slide under the silky garment, climbing up her thighs and increasing the anticipation that flutters in her core, the rough leather leaving a trail of goosebumps behind as he spreads her legs wide for him. 

“So goddamn gorgeous, you know that? Absolutely perfect,” he purrs, lunging forward as if to pounce but instead meeting her mouth in slow, deep kisses. Encouraging her lips to open with a sweep of his tongue along their seam. 

His mustache tickles her lip. The stubble on his chin burns her soft skin each time it rubs against her. It's the stark difference of sensations that leaves her breathless, head spinning as she moans into his mouth. Tongue sliding against his, it curls with each pass. The spice of whiskey and the richness of his cigars spreading over her taste buds and filling her with his essence. 

Her hands, so used to roaming over his body in moments like this, grazing over scars, muscles, and freckles, don’t know what to do with themselves met by armor and tactical clothing. She can’t feel him the way she wants to. The cold carbon of the mask pressing against her forehead throwing her for a loop. 

“John,” she mewls against his mouth, her hips starting to roll and grind against him. The opening of her robe having split open, her bare cunt rubs over rough material and the hard press of the zipper that strains against his stiffened bulge. 

He shushes her, his words a low, throaty whisper as his mouth finds its way to her ear and nibbles on her lobe sending a thrill down her spine, “Lemme take care o’you, darlin’. You know I know best. Just sit there and be your pretty self f’me, love.”

Facial hair pricks her sensitive skin as he scours a trail down the column of her neck, taking the time to suck her salty-sweet flesh and lavish her in open-mouthed kisses leaving red marks from his attention behind. He groans against her, nuzzling into the crook of her neck as much as his gear and mask will allow as his hands begin their ascent along her waist. 

Deft fingers pull the neckline of her robe open and reveal the swells of her breasts. Her nipples pebbling with the growing heat between them, hardening into stiff buds as leather clad digits pinch and twist at them with just the right amount of friction and force. 

Back arching in reaction, whining, growing desperate and needy as he draws out her sweet torture, getting her ready to surrender, she grips at the straps of his vest, holding on for dear life as he begins to dry hump against the wet folds of her mound.

“Christ,” he mumbles, “Love those bloody sounds you make, sweetheart.” His tongue drags against her pulse point before he nips her gently with his teeth, grazing them along her skin to make her shiver.

Slowly working his way down, he nibbles on her collarbone, pressing kisses to the hollow of her throat. The vibrations of the deep purrs that emanate from him travel through her skin right down into the marrow of her bones. 

Lost to him, completely his.

He leans down, glancing up at her from under his hood, eyes glinting. Something primal stirs within him as she lays there at his mercy. His hot breath warming her flesh as he calms himself, regains control. His tongue teases her nipple, circling the areola, before wrapping his lips around it and suckling. Alternating between gentle and rougher tugs on her stiffened bud, biting down gently to make her squeal and grip him harder.

The dark chuckle from his lips makes her eyes flutter shut, she'd think he was being cruel and teasing her if she wasn't so sure of what he was building up to. 

Undoing the waist tie of her robe, it fell away from her like the petals spreading on a newly sprouted flower, opening her to him. All smooth, soft skin for his eyes to feast upon, dragging over her like he was a starving man as ragged breaths crawled up from his lungs.

“Never gonna get tired of that sight. Bloody perfect.”

She didn't think she could feel any more flushed. However, even with the simple compliment, her ears began to burn and her cheeks grew warm. A bashful grin curling her lips.

“Oh, darlin’. Now if that ain't the prettiest sight.” His grin was downright smug, barrel chest puffed up and proud at the way he could still get her to blush like a schoolgirl.

“Shut up,” she giggled, covering her sheepish face with her arm.

His gleeful smirk, darkened by the mask and hood, revealed pearly whites. The hunger in his eyes is all the more prominent as he settles between her thighs, gloved paws wrapping around them, maintaining their distance, keeping them spread wide as he maneuvers each leg over his shoulders. John licks his lips, pink tongue darting out, tasting her in the air like a serpent. 

Breath hitching, she bites her lip, waiting for the inevitable. Time slows to a halt, lingering in that moment like staring down the barrel of a gun. 

Sharp eyes snap to her heaving chest and the shuddering breaths that make her breasts lift and fall, staring at the soft peaks with the attention of a sniper waiting for the perfect shot.

And then the moment strikes –

His tongue travels over her inner thigh, his saliva mixing with the glint of her arousal that has spread over the skin. The small offering imparted to him, gifted to stoke the pangs that have burrowed deep inside. He groans once more as he kisses her slick flesh, the bristles of his beard burning her as he tests her folds with his tongue, licking a long stripe through them before pursing his lips together and blowing softly against her mound. 

She mewls, gripping the sheets on either side of her, sparks shooting through her nerves. Fire and ice tickling every synapse in her brain. 

Flinching, her legs shift as her hips buck and he coils his arms under her thighs, gripping her hips and pulling her back into position. “Stay right there, darlin’,” he orders, a strictness to his command that shoots through her and causes her cunt to clench in response and her body to freeze.

“Tha’s better,” he purrs. “Always such a good girl f’me.” His focus shifts back to the glistening cunt before him and he delves in once more with an unforgiving hold on her thighs, suffocating himself between them. Tongue teasing her clit before wrapping his lips around it, sucking, making her grind against his mouth, moaning and whimpering. He growls against her, and once piercing eyes turn glazed, the lids growing heavy with lust as his tongue drifts through her folds. Pulling every little whine and mewl from her that he can as he sinks deeper into his drunken state on the taste of her. 

“Taste so fuckin’ good,” he mumbles, words slurred and almost incoherent with how far he’s drifted, letting his control fall away before returning to his duty. Her hands reach out, pushing back the hood he wears and burying her fingers into his hair. Nails drag over his scalp, massaging at his crown as she finds herself slipping and falling into the pleasure he delivers her.

The room fills with obscenely wet noises as his mouth works her cunt, his tongue slithering, lips sucking. Building her up to the very edge, and bringing her over it, again and again. A man on a mission, aching to make her as much of a begging, weak mess as he feels burying his face in her delicious core. Stomach fluttering in conjunction with her breathless pants, she writhes under his constant touch. Fisting his short hair and trying to pull him away so she can have just a moment to get a hold of herself. She’s losing the ability to think, to speak. Words won’t form, just nonsensical moans as she stumbles into an ecstatic delirium. Her cunt clenches around nothing, walls fluttering as heat pools in her core and at the base of her spine. Clutching her tighter in response, he’s a dog with a bone and he’ll never let it go. Lost in his own moment of peace. A man whose whole life has been defined by his loyalty to his work, his persistence to defeat every obstacle in his way, and here – in this bedroom, between her thighs – he only has to worry about one thing: giving her every ounce of perfect pleasure he can reward her with. 

John ruts against the bed, the friction against his clothed bulge enough to make his eyes roll back in his head as his tongue sinks into the tight entrance of her cunt. This is the only home he needs, doesn’t matter where he is as long as she’s there too. And as she starts screaming, crying out, her voice damn near hoarse with how many times he’s brought her to completion, that coiling knot in his gut makes itself known, tightening like a noose. Their eyes meet, vision hazy, blurred by satisfaction and drunk on the high. The entire lower half of his face is soaked. His beard slick with her juices, mustache glistening in the warm light as he lifts his head and pleads, desperate to relieve the ache in his groin. 

“Please, darlin’...” Blue eyes beg her for release. His ragged breaths are the only evidence of the way he’s worked himself up. The sweat, the reddened face, hidden by his mask. “Please,” he mumbles, flicking his tongue against her swollen, pulsing clit. Her puffy cunt is sensitive, overstimulated. Her thighs covered in her arousal, and the bed covers below her are wet with her slick and his spit. As his tongue grazes her, barely touching the skin, she gasps and moans once more, too weak to make a louder noise. She nods her head, catching her breath, her chest straining to collect enough air as he unbuckles his belt and unzips his fly, his throbbing cock springing free, drooling with precum. 

It’s a sight that always brings her back up to the heights of desire. Even when her mind is a foggy mess she can still recall just how good it feels when he stretches open her velvet walls. While his tongue can work wonders, and his fingers know exactly where to stroke, it’s his cock that she dreams about when they’re apart: the way it fills her with each demanding thrust, the heavy drag of it. 

She collects his chin in her hand and pulls him up towards her. The smirk on his face is intoxicating, his dimples driving her crazy as she cradles his jaw and kisses him, tasting herself on his lips. 

“You’re bloody amazing, love,” he rumbles against her mouth, his hand curling under her, holding her tight to him as she wraps her legs around his waist. 

His cock slips into her easily, she’s so wet there’s barely any resistance at all. Grunting with each pistoning of his hips, John has to close his eyes as he presses his forehead to hers. He’s so close already, it’s easy to tell with each stuttered drive into her depths. There’s no rhythm – as much as he tries – the heavy gear he’s wearing is a burden, slowing him down, adding to his work load. It doesn’t take long however, before he can’t hold out and his eyes squeeze shut, his body tensing. 

“It’s okay, love,” she moans softly, her voice a breathy whisper as she strokes her thumb through the drenched bristles of his facial hair.

He groans, panting heavily, and he can’t stop himself as his come escapes him in hot ropes. His thrusts grow shallower, riding out his orgasm before slipping out of her, leaving a trail of their mixed fluids behind, collapsing beside her on the bed.  

“Fucking hell,” he drawls, pulling off the mask he was wearing and putting it on the bedside table. Puffing out heavy breaths as he rubs a hand down his sweat-drenched face. “That was… something else,” she breathes. Rolling over, she curls up beside him, resting her head on his chest and wrapping an arm over his stomach. “What in the hell gave you the idea to do all that,” she asks, gazing up at him with her large doe-eyed stare, as pretty and sweet as can be.

“You know how I feel about you, sweetheart.” He nuzzled against the top of her head, brushing his nose through her hair as his big hand cupped the back of her head, fingers carding through the soft strands. “I’d do anythin’ for you.”

[lolahauri]

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Things I Won't Write:

Sex Crimes of ANY KIND, Super Violent/Xtreme Kinks, Inflation, Feederism, Abuse, Puke, Shit, DDLG, Age Play, Raceplay, Wound Fucking, Gore, Vore, Misgendering, Lesbian x Male, Gay Man x Female, Stepcest etc... no exceptions!

Fluff, Angst, Platonic. (Go to my other fanfic blog for that.)

Things I Will Write:

Genderbent Characters, Mild Yandere, Daddy/Mommy Kink, Cheating, Mild BDSM, CNC, Dubcon, Monsters, Hybrids, Sex Pollen, Legal Age Gap, Power Imbalance (Prof/Student, Boss/Employee), Feet, Armpits, Piss, Breeding, Mild Bloodplay & Knifeplay, Cock Warming, Dry Humping, Voyeur, Public Sex, Orgy, 3somes, Sex Toys, Overstim, Edging, etc... etc... :P

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HC's, One Shots, Multi-Chapter, Drabbles, F/O Imagines.

Canon-friendly, AU's, Canon Divergence, Out of Character.

Ch x Ch / Ch x Reader / Ch x OC / OC x Reader / Poly Ships of any kind.

F/F, M/M, F/M, GN/F, GN/M, Poly Ships of any kind.

Now that that's out of the way, here's the list of fandoms and characters i'm familiar with and will happily take requests on! (you can request other characters from these fandoms, but it might take me longer!)

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve. Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee. YOU: Joe, Love, Beck, Peach. Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta. Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson. (Human Ver) Attack on Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin. BNA: Michiru, Shirou. Stardew Valley: All Adult Humans. (Including SDVE & RSV) Total Drama: All season 1 contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley. SheRa: All Adults (Except Rogelio) King Of The Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luanne, Nancy, Dale, John Redcorn, Kahn, Min. Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V, Tony. Riverdale: FP Jones, Jughead, Veronica, Hiram, Betty. Creepypasta: Ben, Jeff, Jane, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Slenderman, Masky, Hoodie, Toby, Nina, Clockwork, Splendorman, Kate. Gravity Falls: Stan, Ford, Soos, Giffany Steven Universe: Jasper, Amethyst, Blue Diamond, Peridot, Lapis, Garnet, Rose, Bismuth, Greg. Adventure Time/Fiona and Cake: Princess Bubblegum, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona. COD: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria. Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabby, Edie, Mike, Lynette. DC: Batman, Harley, Joker, Ivy, Lex Luthor (Jesse Eisenburg). Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface (general), Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Wraith, Huntress, Trapper, The Trickster, Pearl, Carrie White, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven. Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Waluigi, Bowser. Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo. Rick and Morty: Rick, Beth, Jerry. Stranger Things: Robin, Billy, Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper. Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast. Princess & The Frog: Shadow Man, Tiana, Lottie, Naveen. Ratatouille: Collette, Linguini. The Nanny: CC, Fran, Maxwell. Full House: Danny, Jesse, Joey. BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Amy, Penny. Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew. Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite. Breaking Bad: Skylar, Jesse, Walter. National Treasure: Benjamin Gates, Riley Poole. Superstore: Jonah, Amy, Dina. Spongebob: Man Ray, Dennis. Tangeled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell. Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy. Jane the Virgin: Jane, Micheal, Rogelio, Petra, Xiomara, Rose, Luisa. Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie. Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie. Scott Pilgrim vs The World: Kim, Gideon, Ramona, Wallace. The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler. Little Mermaid (2023): Ariel, Eric. Bob's Burgers: Linda, Bob. Avatar: Jake, Neytiri. Frozen: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff.

My Hero Academia: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa. Futurama: Leela, Amy, Fry, Bender. Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Wiploc, Zeebo, Valerie. Supernatural: Dean, Sam, Castiel.

Sherlock (2010): Sherlock Holmes, John Watson. Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

Nani Palekai (Lilo & Stitch) Paul Cable (Last Stand at Saber River) Peter Mitchell (3 Men & A Baby) Randy Marsh (South Park) Charles Ingalls (Little House on the Prairie) Master Chief (Halo) Ian Hawke (Alvin & The Chipmunks) Poe Dameron (Star Wars: The Force Awakens) Linda Gunderson (Rio) Bruce (Beyond Therapy) Jack Harrison (Transylvania 6-5000) Peggy Bundy (Married… With Children) Kitten (Breakfast on Pluto) Scarecrow (Batman Begins) John Wick (John Wick 4) David Levinson (Independence Day) Jackson Rippner (Red Eye)

Mike (5lbs of Pressure) Santa/Babbo Natale (Violent Night) Dan Conner (Roseanne) Tate Langdon (AHS: Murder House) Lt. Robert 'Bob' Floyd (Top Gun: Maverick 2022) Francine (American Dad) Beverly Goldberg (The Goldbergs) Fujimoto (Ponyo) Thomas Magnum (Magnum, P.I 1980) Doug Remer (Baseketball) Ian Malcolm (Jurassic Park 1993) Rose Tyler (Doctor Who) Moe Doodle (Doodle Bops) Astarion (Baulders Gate 3) Trevor Phillips (GTA5)

Shaun Murphy (The Good Doctor) Georgia Miller (Ginny & Georgia) John Doe (John Doe Game) Paul Blart (Paul Blart Mall Cop) Fezzik (Princess Bride)

[foundtherightwords]

Writing Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @waterfallsilverberrywrites!

About me

When did you start writing? I've written silly little stories throughout middle school and high school, though technically I've only started writing fanfic two years ago, after I became obsessed with a certain chocolate-button-eyed British actor :)

Are there different genres or themes you enjoy reading other than the ones you write? Fantasy (I've written one fantasy AU; I want to write more though) and mysteries. Funnily enough, I write mainly romance but I don't enjoy reading romance at all (I guess that's why I started writing my own!)

Is there an author you want to emulate, or are compared to often? I wish I got compared to a famous author, lol! I write a lot of historical stuff, and other than the classical authors (Bronte and Tolstoy are the two main ones for me), I'm influenced a lot by A.S. Byatt. Her writing is so subtle and poetic at the same time, and her characters and their relationships are so complex but still feel real.

Can you tell me a bit about your writing space? There's not much to tell, haha. I don't really have a "writing space", it's just either at my horribly cluttered desk or in bed.

What’s your most effective way to muster up a muse? Music! Most of my stories are inspired by music (and are titled after songs/lyrics), and sometimes, when I'm stuck, a song can help a great deal in getting me inspired again.

Did the place(s) you grew up in influence the people and/or places you write about? Kind of? I've written one fic (well, a series - one long fic and a one-shot) set in my city.

Are there any recurring themes in your writing? If so, do they surprise you? Loneliness and family issues. Not surprising at all 🥲

Characters

Would you please tell me about your current favorite character? I'm currently writing for Emperor Geta (Gladiator II) so I guess he's my favorite by default. He's such an ass (probably the most asshole-ish character I've ever written, even more than Paul) but that's what makes him so fun to write!

Which of your characters would you be friends with in real life? Eddie for sure. Heck, I was basically Eddie myself in high school (minus the whole Satanic Panic thing.) And Leonard! We can discuss books and music and take long walks together. Maybe Billy too, who's such a sweetheart. Ralph would annoy me (sorry! I love him but he's too hyper for me), I don't think I have enough in common with either Tom or Michael to be friends with them, and I'd probably want to kick Arthur and Paul in the teeth :P

Which characters would you dislike the most if you met them? See above :))

Tell me about the process of coming up with your characters? Are we talking about OCs? For my female lead, mostly I try to go off from the canon character I'm pairing with her and see what traits/backstory would make them contrast and complement each other most effectively.

Do you notice any reoccurring themes/traits in your characters? Basically, all of my couples (except for Hellcheer) consist of a stoic, competent, no-nonsense woman and the pathetic man-child she takes under her wings. Also, most of my OFCs have dark hair and green eyes, I don't know why (they're not based on any real person, I just like that coloring I guess!)

How do you picture your characters? I usually don't, is that weird? Occasionally I would look for an actress or model whose appearance fits what I'm imagining for the character, but most of the time I don't bother.

My writing

What’s your reason for writing? I have stories in my head screaming to get out, I'm just obeying their voices :))

Is there any specific comment or type of comment from readers that you find particularly motivating? Any comment at all would be great at this point. But what I love the most are the comments that point out specific parts in my stories that I hope would make an impact, or pick up on Easter eggs (like the commenter who noticed that Edward and Christine's twins in the Hurstfield Hall series are named after Ozzy Osbourne and Tony Iommi of Black Sabbath!)

How do you want to be thought about by your readers? As long as they enjoy my stories, I'm happy.

What do you feel is your greatest strength as a writer? Angst, hurt/comfort, world-building.

Have you been told is your greatest strength as a writer is by others? Angst, I guess?

How do you feel about your own writing? I go back and forth between two extremes. Sometimes I'd reread my stuff and think, Damn, I wrote that? That's not half bad! And other times I cringe so hard at my own writing I almost fold in on myself.

If you were the last person on earth, would you still write? Sure, if there was still something to write with!

When you write, are you influenced by what others might enjoy reading, do you write purely for yourself, or is it a mix of both? I write for myself. If others happen to enjoy it, great! If not, I'm already happy with what I've written.

Tagging @jo-harrington, @wheels-of-despair, @palomahasenteredthechat, and anyone else that wants to play!

[esa-marie]

I like making spotify playlists so heres a masterlist.

I'm still updating a ton of these and if you have any suggestions for characters/ prompts i would love to hear it

Fandom:

Shirt music with success of upon people || Flesh Cousin || Regretevator

Mostly compiled of songs that are utter nonsense, or fit the idea of a disconnect between your mind and your body.

Toxic construction Yaoi || Mannequin mark and Wallter || Regretevator

Songs that are pining, but also sad. bc divorce.

I just love to dance || Big Mama || ROTTMNT

Big Mama talks about dancing a lot in rottmnt. I threw in lots of girl disco and some more evil-vibed songs, ofc. (I love her sm im a #1 big mama defender)

FUCK YES! || Karlach || BG3

Karlach's story means so much to me. lots of songs to do with fire/ inevitability/ general badassery.

Fate spins along as it should || Withers || BG3

This one is the most WIP bc im sourcing a lot of the songs from old 13th century manuscripts, which is harder than it sounds.

Various White Knight Chronicles Playlists ( Cisna , Ceasar , Eldore , Yulie , Leonard , Kara , Setti/Grazel ). Since the fandom is actually incredibly small I might make a separate post for their playlists.

OC and others under cut!

OC

'What is it?' 'Home.' || Zael Stormveil || BG3 tav

Zael is my first tav when I started playing BG3. Im developing her more as I play, and started a tag for her on this blog

Was I sweet once? || Anatasios || BG3 Durge

Even though I havent finished my Zael run, I started a Durge run. Still more WIP than other playlists, and is about resist!Durge

Comin' atcha live from Avalonia! :3 || Elliot || LBP OC

Elliot, also known as console kitty, is a tv celebrity in avalonia! Ill spare you the rest of their lore for now, but their playlist is full of silly goofy songs, and songs about not feeling good enough, for whatever reason :)

Spidersona [Spider: Null] || Eve || Project Eden

My spidersona universe (Project:Eden) uses a different titling scheme than my other playlists. Anyway, Eve was a computer program who was ejected into reality. She now has to figure out how to be a human, and what being a human really is.

The Lizard || Lilith || Project Eden

Eve's best friend, who knew her when she was just a program on a laboratory computer. She has a corruption arc :3 (dw she gets better. Kinda.) gentle songs, and some not-so gentle songs

Doc Ock || 'Ock || Project Eden

A scientist who was employed at the same facility Eve was created. calculating, colhearted, cynical. at least for now (enemies to lovers??? P). Science songs and love songs, ofc

The Goblin || Goby || Project Eden

His tagline is "Imitations Limitations"-- a fish man cyborg amalgamation that was trying desperately to mimic the structures of pre-awakened Eve. But, that didn't go well, for him or the scientists. Not nonsense, but definitely songs that teeter on insane.

You said you know a guy? || Vance || Rottmnt OC

Vance is a scavenger, they go above the hidden city and 'scavenge' for things to sell below. Energy is his name, an he lives up to it.

You dont know me. || The Ghosts Official Playlist

I have several WIP projects, and Pastries and a Poltergeist is one of them. The ghost inhabits this old, run down, 70s house and is trying to get Maya to move out. but she wont. Melancholy 70s

I need this. || Maya Dufour's Official Playlist

Recent college graduate, she's about to find out why this house was insanely cheap. Stubborn. WIP.

This is a story about beginnings || The Librarian's Official playlist.

Ill spare the story for The Dead World for now, but The librarians playlist is a lot of epic orchestral and some medival songs sprinkled in.

Squash and Stretch || Cross || AVA/AVM OC

Living in-between a sketched figure and a stick figure, Cross is ever stuck in limbo. lots of video game songs/ songs to pick them up.

GameDev!Donnie || TMNT SONA Official Playlist

Gamedev is stuck in the world of video games for now. He doesnt mind a ton, although he misses his brothers sometimes. Filled with upbeat/happy video game songs

Monsters? That's Outrageous! || Gwen || Doors OC

WIP, but songs relating to the timeloop shes stuck in or the game itself.

Got it!! || Tracey || White Knight Chronicles OC

Songs for when your not the main character but still trying to be useful.

Technically I have more OC playlists but I think that's good for now ahjhkdbSAhkadk

Other

GET SHIT DONE (via killer video game soundtracks)

Over 40 hours of video game music (as soon as i finish a game it gets shoved into this playlist. I might reduce it in the future but I like the absurdity of how big it is)

She blinded me... WITH SCIENCE!!! || Silly songs about science

Specifically songs referring to science. This started as a Donatello playlist but then i fully committed to the bit. This is also technically my most popular playlist for some reason lmao.

A New Ghost Town

WIP playlist for a fanfic I may never make (each song is supposed to be representative of a chapter/ the chapter titles) (if you wanna know its dp and Gravity falls crossover)

Again, you'll see more playlists than this on my account (shared) But heres the tip of the iceberg :)

[rinslow]

It has come to my attention I’ve never even posted a bulk of my OCs here?! Leonard?! Cyrus?! Scooter?! omg… time to plan posts I guess :P

[ihni]

Bookmark recs (part 2), tagging game!

Second part of a jumbled-together tagging game. The last part was all Stranger Things fics, this one is gonna be NON-Stranger Things fics.

Rules (more like guidelines really): Pick (at least) ten fics from your AO3 bookmarks, and post them with links and a note of why you like them or why you picked them (alt. your bookmark comment). Then, as tradition goes, tag ten people. Or something, whatever, I'm not your boss.

Here goes!

A Nice Young Man by RobinLorin (6,9K, The Musketeers, Aramis & Constance Bonacieux) My notes: The one with the fake-date. The one with the deadbeat fake boyfriend from a Craigslist ad.

Bits and Pieces by Asidian (8K, Rise of the Guardians, Jack Frost etc) My notes: The one where Jack doesn't eat and there is a misunderstanding and guilt, and prettily written.

War and Peace In Mind by Jaune_Chat (@jaune-chat) (334K, Sky High, Warren/OC) My notes: The Sky High one. THE one.

This, You Protect by owlet (64K, Marvel, Bucky & Steve) My notes: The one where Bucky's regaining SELF and his mission is to PROTECT ROGERS. The one with the Olds. The one with Building as the most awesome mission assist ever.

Petey and Wade and other being punched in the face things by isaDanCurtisproduction (@isadancurtisproduction) (262K, series, Marvel, Spider-Man/Deadpool) My notes (for the third installment only, but I really can't recommend the whole series enough!): The one where Peter Parker is with Deadpool, but Spiderman is trying to ruin it. What?? The one with the gorgeous misunderstandings.

Sideways and Slantways and Longways and Backways by hologramophone (7,7K, Teen Wolf, Derek/Stiles) My notes: The one where Derek's the boss and Stiles doesn't know it. The one in the elevator! :D

Prince Among Wolves by Wrenegade (101K, Teen Wolf, Derek/Stiles) My notes: The one with Ollie and Andy and Stiles taking care of them when Derek doesn't know how to. The kid-fic that makes my heart melt.

Grievance by PeaceHeather (92K, Marvel, Loki etc) My notes: The one where Tyr takes Loki in and gives him a safe haven. The one with the lips sewn shut and the deception. The hopeful one.

The Criminal Keeper, an Origin Story by town_without_heart (11K, The Flash, Barry/Mick/Leonard) My notes: The one where Barry works for the Wishing Well Foundation and someone wants to meet Captain Cold. The one where he becomes the Criminal Keeper. The one with the tiny apartment and boyfriends? and where Mick wants his cuddles damnit.

Always Glad You Came by aloneintherain (13K, Marvel, Peter Parker/Johnny Storm) My notes: The one where Flame-Brain likes Spidey, and Spidey likes him, but The Four don't like it because they think Spidey's an adult. Which he isn't. The one with the misunderstandings and the necklace of bruises at breakfast. The one where they are SO GODDAMN CUTE.

Mountains and Badgermolehills by Glass_Onion (142K, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Sokka & Zuko) My notes: The one where Zuko and Sokka are both captIves and don't know who the other is, but make kinda friends, and then escapes together.

Salvage by MuffinLance (127K, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Zuko & Water Tribe People) My notes: The one where Zuko falls overboard and is saved (or captured) by Chief Hakoda's crew. The one where they slowly learn to like him, where he slowly learns to trust them, and where he's slowly adopted into a new family.

Tagging: ... I suck at tagging, so feel free to NOT do this but @elysiumwaits (I SAW YOU LIKE THAT OTHER POST XD), @jaune-chat, @platypanthewriter, @peaceheather, @maun3t, @artzeppo, @king-steeb, @dream-about-dancing, @adelacreations and as usual, anyone who wants to do it! I just picked random people from my notifications honestly :p (Also this is totally low-key and voluntary and just for fun, so feel free to ignore it!)

[undeath1245]

The disassembly drones' former names

I figured that I would share this headcanon with all of you sooner or later. You know each of the disassembly drones’ serial designations? Well, what if their letters were based off their former names back when they were worker drones? And I’m not talking about the first letter of their names. I’m talking about the name of the letter in each of their names. For example, N’s former name was probably either Kenneth, Bennett, or Leonard, and V’s former name probably either Venus, Vivian, or Genevieve. J’s former name was probably either Jamie or Jane, the latter of which I was initially going for Mary Jane (yes, the same name as the famous supporting character from Spider-Man). I’m unsure about CYN or Cynthia, though, largely because that she probably died long before the events of the series that she wasn’t converted into a disassembly drone. Besides, for all we know, she was going on a crazy, murderous rampage that she had to be put down. And if she was converted into a disassembly drone, her designation might be either C from the first letter of her name or T from a phonetic of her name (Cynthia).

The former names should go as followed:

A – Ada, Eva, Avery, Abraham, Adrian

B – Beatrice, Bianca, Phoebe; Sabine

C – Caesar, Cecil, Casey

D – Diesel, Delia, Deanna, Heidi, Nadine

E – Edith, Eden, Elaine, Ian

F – Efrem, Jeffrey, Stephanie

G – Giovanni, Georgina, Regina, Eugene

H – Rachel, Horatio

I – Isaac, Ivan, Isaiah, Ivy, Iris

J – Jane, Jamie, Jayden

K – Katie, Kayla, Casey

L – Eleanor, Elliot, Elias, Elvis, Elmer; Bella, Angelica, Melanie, Danielle, Michelle; Denzel

M – Emma, Emerald, Emmett, Emmerich, Clementine

N – Kenneth, Bennett, Benedict, Leonard, Henry

O – Ophelia, Olivia, Odette, Opal

P – Peter, Penelope

Q – Cueball, Queue

R – Archie, Armand, Charles, Harley

S – Essence, Estelle, Esther, Jessica, Lester, Marquess

T –  Christina, Valentina, Misty

U – Ulysses, Unity, Eunice, Eustace

V – Venus, Vivian, Genevieve

W – Winston, Wilson

X – Xavier, Rex, Alexander

Y – Wyatt, Wyvern, Wyoming

Z – Ezekiel, Lindsay, Suzie

I also want to share that I used to have a theory that J, N, and V used to be regular secretary drones before being converted into disassembly drones, as well as my former headcanon that N used to be friends with his assigned human coworker.

Anyway, that’s all I have for this headcanon for now. This might be re-edited soon, but if you’d like to add in some additions, feel free to do so in the replies and reblogs. You can use this list as an outline for your OCs if you want. And I’ll see you all next time.

P.S. If Uzi were to transform into a disassembly drone, should her designation be either U or Z?

[blueberrymclean]

For ask -you can ask anything, however :

-No 18+ Question -No spam

-No trolling

-No Yandere (Just..no)

-Don't be rude

-No f*tish question

-No questions about personal life

-No declarations of love with me or my characters

My ocs :

Marceline Roth (Hello neighbor oc)

Computer Head (The Stanley Parable oc)

Edeline,Christina,John,Alessa,Joanna,Erna,Ainslie,Effie,Justin, Leonard,Reinaldo and Rainerio (TDI ocs)

and Glitch Owl (aka me)

Also you can ask :

And Robin and Rudolph:

Remember that I will NOT answer some questions or your ideas for some reason.

If someone is - Pr*shipper,P*do,Z**phile,kink,Nsfw blog,f*tish blog, Nft support,Inc*st and Selfc*st ship support, Racist, spam, anti-lgbt,cringe blog,Yandere blog and Namy Gaga/ Yandere dev/Mandopony/Mobox87/ Kooleen/ Wyatt (and Total Trauma comic) supporter - I will ask you to leave my blog..

Don’t steal and repost my art.

No drama and rant

Please respect my opinion and interests

Please be patient and kind to me

INBOX (ask) - Open |Collab -only with friends

[stonesparrow]

Bird’s Dr. Stone Character Randomizer Game Thing Or Whatever You Wanna Call It (For Bored Fan Creators)

Basically you set a number generator from 1-6, and that tells you which list you roll from next. Then set the generator to 1-15, and whichever character you get is the one you draw/write about/headcanon/whatever to your heart’s content. I designed it that way so that people would be less likely to keep rolling for the more major characters (sometimes it’s fun to get a really niche one)

I included every named character and a few unnamed ones too, so some are rather obscure but you can still look them up. Don’t feel pressured to use the character you land on—just roll again until you decide you’re cool with it :P

I made this on a random whim but uhhh if you use it feel free to tag me??? Anyway yeah

List 1

Byakuya

Amaryllis 

Matsukaze’s Lord

Senku

Gozan

Mirai

Nikki

Brody

Ginro

Sagara

Shirogane

Natri

Ganen

Kujaku

Sapphire

List 2

Lillian

Soyuz

Oarashi

Taiju

Yuki

Tsukasa

Kinomoto Tetsuya

Leonard

Kinro

Kokuyo

Tetsuken 

Alumi

Ungo

Chalk

Ruri and Kohaku’s Mother

List 3

Shamil

Kirisame

Soyuz’ Father

Yuzuriha

Ren (Not Gen)

Chrome

Sai

Charlotte

Ruri

Jasper

Hagane

Titan

Shovel

Alabaster

The Astronauts’ Children

List 4

Connie 

Mozu

Soyuz’ Mother

Akashi

Hyoga

Ukyo

Maya

Luna

Suika

Turquoise

Argo

Suzu

Namari

Dia

Your OC

List 5

Yakov

Ibara

Kyoichiro

Kohaku

Homura

Ryusui

Stan

Max

Kaseki

Mantle

Carbo

Sagan

Azura

Garnet

Your Dr. Stone ‘Sona

List 6

Darya

Matsukaze

Morito

Gen

François

Minami

Xeno

Carlos

Magma

Genbu

Beryl

En

Sango

Ruby

Amaryllis’ Petrified Friends 

[findroleplay]

Heya, I'm Vee, 18+ years old, female (she/her) from the CET timezone! I'm looking for a few new Fandom Roleplays!

I'm looking for Canon x OC, FxM only (will double for AxA) and very much offer to Double! I only roleplay on Discord.

I am semi-literate to literate. I can write a couple paragraphs, but I prefere not having too much pressure when it comes to length. I usually type around the max. length on Discord, sometimes more. But somedays it might be a bit less.

I write my OC in first person and the character I double as (plus any additional ones) in third person.

I am in college and not the most active (most likely no rapid fire), yet I try to answer regularly and ask of my partner to be patient. Roleplaying is just a hobby for me, so I don't wanna force myself to reply, if I still got work to do or wanna spend my freetime with something else.

I am a big fan of Romance, Angst and Drama! I also like mature themes and topics, like unhealthy relationships, perhaps some yandere here and there and a couple AUs! Smut is possible, yet would I prefere to let it be an afterthought, instead of the whole story.

I also enjoy love triangles (or squares) and am always up to also double for those!

When it comes to Fandoms, those are the ones that I'm looking for, as well as which characters I'd wanna pair my OC with. The coloured ones are my favourites! I can double up as any names characters, as well as a bunch more!

MY HERO ACADEMIA:

Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Tenya Iida, Denki Kaminari, Eijirou Kirishima, Hanta Sero, Yuga Aoyama, Mashirao Ojiro, Fumikage Tokoyami, Hitoshi Shinso, Neito Monoma, Mirio Togata, Tamaki Amajiki, Yo Shindo, Inasa Yoarashi, Seiji Shishikura, Natsu Todoroki, Rody Soul, Shota Aizawa, Keigo Tamaki/Hawks, Taishiro Toyomitsu/Fatgum, Mirai Sasaki/Sir Nighteye, Enji Todoroki/Endeavour, Toshinori Yagi/All Might, Kai Chisaki/Overhaul, Touya Todoroki/Dabi, Jin Bubaigawara/Twice, Atsuhiro Sako/Mr. Compress, Shuichi Iguchi/Spinner, Tomura Shigaraki

DANGANRONPA:

Byakuya Togami, Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Mondo Owada, Leon Kuwata, Nagito Komaeda, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, Gundham Tanaka, Kazuichi Soda, Hajime Hinata, Izuru Kamukura, Nekomaru Nidai, Gonta Gokuhara, Kokichi Ouma, K1B0, Shuichi Saihara, Kaito Momota, Rantaro Amami, Ryoma Hoshi, Korekiyo Shinguji

MIRACULOUS:

Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir, Luka Couffaine/Viperion, Felix Graham de Vanilly, Kim le Chien

PERCY JACKSON:

Percy Jackson, Luke Castellan, Leo Valdez, Jason Grace, Apollo, Frank Zhang, Octavian

XENOBLADE CHRONICLES:

Shulk, Reyn, Dunban, Kallian, Rex, Zeke, Jin, Malos, Mikhail, Akhos, Adam, Minoth, Hugo, Noah, Lanz, Taion, Isurd, Zeon, N, Bolearis, Aizel

FIRE EMBLEM:

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Felix Hugo Fraldarius, Ashe Ubert, Dedue Molinaro, Claude von Riegan, Chrom, Frederick, Stahl, Vaike, Lon'zu, Virion, Gaius, Henry, Gregor, Owain, Inigo, Yarne, Brady, Alm, Lukas, Gray, Tobin, Kliff, Clive, Forsyth, Python, Luthier, Conrad, Fernand, Berkut, Ryoma, Takumi, Xander, Leo, Odin, Laslow, Niles, Silas, Kaden

ZERO ESCAPE:

Junpei Tenmyouji, Santa/Aoi Kurashiki, Sigma Klim/Kyle Klim

AI: THE SOMNIUM FILES:

Kaname Date, Kuruto Ryuki, Saito Sejima, Moma Kumakura, Lien Twining, Gen Ishiyagane

13 SENTINELS: AEGIS RIM:

Shu Amiguchi, Nenji Ogata, Takatoshi Hijiyama, Keitaro Miura, Ei Sekigahara, Takemi Wajima

WAITING FOR SPRING:

Towa Asakura, Aya Kamiyama, Rui Miyamoto, Ryuuji Tada, Kyosuke Wakamiya

FRUITS BASKET:

Kyo Soma, Yuki Soma, Shigure Soma, Hatsuharu Soma, Momiji Soma, Kureno Soma, Akito Soma

SK8 THE INFINITY:

Reki Kyan, Langa Hasegawa, Miya Chinen, Kojiro Nanjo/Joe

OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB:

Tamaki Suoh, Hikaru Hitachiin, Kaoru Hitachiin, Takashi Morinozuka, Kyoya Ootori

THE OWL HOUSE:

Hunter, Edric Blight

VOLTRON:

Lance McClain, Lotor, Keith Kogane

GOTHAM:

Ed Nygma, Victor Zsasz, Bruce Wayne, Jerome Valeska, Jeremiah Valeska

LEGENDS OF TOMORROW:

John Constantine, Leonard Snart, Mick Rory, Ray Palmer, Rip Hunter, Nate Heywood, Behrad Tarazi, Jefferson "Jax" Jackson

ANNE WITH AN E:

Gilbert Blythe, Jerry Baynard, Moody Spurgeon

STRANGER THINGS:

Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove

If interested, my Discord is: ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ#5078

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[aoi2906]

. Leonard. .Acho que ele é um dos meus personagens mais bonitos hahaha. .Gosto de por roupas claras nele e achei legal por a bolsa que ele carrega junto da roupa, foi difícil decidir se eu deveria por uma camisa nele mas ele não é do tipo que usaria camisa por vontade própria. . Queria ter colocado ele perto da Bellatrix, mas eu refiz o desenho porque não gostei da primeira versão . .#feiticeiro #wizard #oc #originalcharacter . . .✰#HopeStarComics . . .✰#ilustração .✰#art .✰#desenho .✰#micronpen. .✰#lapisdecor . .✰#canetinhas. .✰#fabercastelbrasil. .✰#mangaartwork. .✰#OriginalUniverse . .✰༚◍◯ʕ•̫͡•ʔ✰♡✰ʕ•̫͡•ʔ◯◍༚✰. . .ѵҽյɑ Եɑʍҍéʍ:. .➯ "Afundando em si Mesma" - Link no perfil. .➯ O perfil conjunto da Hope Star - @hopestarcomics #aoi2906 https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn8TnwCOrPq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[devilswalkingstick]

hi !!! I had a um a Question abt Ben the Malevolent Oc (i cannot remember what the au is called for the life of me .)

Where ?? did he get his name ?? How did that Come About and also does he have a full name like John does or is it just Ben ?

Thank you !!

hello!!

so when i pitched the idea of a kayne fragment inside a no-longer-dead parkers head, my friends helped w the brainstorming.

@mira-eyeteeth suggested that he would pick a ridiculous self important name for himself, since he's a bit of kayne who is also a bit ridiculous and self important, and, per her message, his full name is Benjamin Octavius Leonard VanHoute the Sixth (and parker immediately opts to just call him ben instead)

but, technically, we've never actually used that name for him past the original concept lmao still he's ben mostly for the dc comics joke! peter "parker" yang and his ben :P

but mostly he picks ben bc he likes the mouth feel! since he's just got the mouth, everything has to have a nice mouth feel :}

also while we're at it, it was @purronronner who suggested ben get parkers mouth!! (it was a joke originally but it made for some excellent concepts so it stuck!!!)

ben is my lil brainworm but my friends have been fantastic help in making him who he is today :D (more were involved but this is just getting away from answering ur question and very much getting into gushing abt my friends territory lol)

[all-of-my-yesterdays]

I started to do it then got lazy and that’s all I’m doing now.

[reddeaddenial]

"Walk it off" With.. Leo please!

YAY STORY TIME!LORE TIME 

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It was a pretty lazy afternoon for the majority of the Wolf Pack as Edgar loved to so fondly call his gang. Nick had gone off on a hunt with the gang leader, something the two really bonded over. Theo was at a table playing poker with a few of the boys, and losing spectacularly, the twin was never one for hiding his reactions. And Leo himself was just tucked away under a tent near the glowing ember campfire, just reading one of the newer books he bought in the last town. 

They had picked up a new face in that town as well. Daniel. And Daniel was a mean sunovabitch, some ex stable hand, running from the law after some burglary turned murder. Leo knew all the gang came from all walks of life but Daniel… Daniel was a bit off. Took pride in the worst parts of himself and enjoyed looking down on others. It personally wouldn’t have been Leo’s first pick of a new pack member but hey, what Edgar says is law around here.

But fortunately, like all the gang before him, he was learning to hierarchy around camp. You didn’t mess with Helen, sweet older woman. She cooked for the camp and will poison your food if you do her wrong. You definitely don’t poke around Ted or Hank’s tent. They were very territorial and paranoid when it came to anyone even looking at them wrong. Ferris was a bit of a pushover but he and Ted use to run together before the pack so he was under Ted’s protection. So on and so forth with the rest. Daniel would learn the way of camp soon enough. 

But it seemed today he was going to have to test Leo’s patience. 

“Hey. You’re the dumb twin right? Lee somethin’ or other?” A form leaned against the side  of the tree, leering down at Leo. Daniel looked a bit cleaner than most, using money in heists he took part in to finally look how he felt. Clean cut, nice vest and pants, some shiny boots he stole off some poor corpse. But as nice as he cleaned up, he still wore the face of a sadistic criminal.

 Daniel huffed and stuck one of his shiny boots out nudging Leo’s side roughly. “Boy, you deaf on top of dumb?”

Leo finally closed his book and sighed. He hated wasting words on people like Daniel. That and he just hated confrontation in general. God he could already feel the anxiety of the situation getting to him. 

“…Was hopin’ you’d just leave.”

“What’s that? Speak up! You just mumblin’ nonesense or sayin’ actual words?”

Leo scowled and finally looked at the man antagonizing him. “What you want Daniel?” 

“I’ve been hearin’ from some of the boys that you and your brothers are from some rich blood out West. Was the easy life too hard for y’all?” 

Leo stiffened at the comment and shifted uncomfortably. “We ran. That place wasn’t family.”

Daniel scoffed loudly and sneered down at Leo. “You rich kids all think you have it rough, not knowin’ us regular folk have to deal with. What’s so damn horrible havin’ money huh? Daddy not give ya enough attention? …Or maybe too much?”

 Leo had enough of this idiot. He stood up. Daniel eyes widened only for a second, seeming to realize that the Teale twins were actually really damn tall. Taller than him at least. Leo stood calmly as ever, his face not really showing how angry he truly was, except for maybe a hardened glint in his eye. 

“Daniel. I think I speak for the rest of the gang when I say you need to learn when to keep your mouth shut.”

Daniel’s raised his eyebrows, seemingly amazed either that Leo’s ‘audacity’ to back talk him, or the fact that this was the first time hearing him speak so much. It was by now that the poker table had noticed the situation and paused their game. Theo was standing but had yet to approach just yet, watching on with a concerned frown. 

“You tryin’ to order me about boy?! You really is as stupid as they say. Look you be needin’ a lesson on respectin’ your betters-”

It happened in a blink. A crack of knuckles. Daniel was thrown off his feet, landing backwards a few steps from where he once stood taunting Leo. His nose was clearly broken and bleeding, and his eyes rolled up to the back of his head out cold. Leo stood there, shaking the impact out of his hand, sighing.

“Respect that. Dumbass.” 

The poker table was howling with laughter at the scene and the younger twin looked over at them, totally not pouting.  

“Who been sayin’ I’m dumb to him?” Rick, a scrawny weasel of a man, snickered and raised his hand. 

“Sorry little Leo~! Just knew if I poked him over to you, ya’d put him in his place!” he went into another fit of laughter as the other boys got up to poke at Daniel to make sure he wasn’t dead. Theo walked over by now to check on his brother. 

“Geez Leo. Musta said somethin’ to actually get ya to get a lil aggressive. You alright?” He patted his twin’s shoulder and Leo just shrugged.

“I’ll live.”

“Unfortunately, so will Daniel!” One of the boys piped up, two of them helping up the groaning man who was starting to wake up from his mini black out. Leo rolled his eyes went to go pick up his book.

 “Walk it off, Daniel. Was just a punch.”

Theo snorted at that and saw Leo already on his way back to their personal tent. He figured that would be the case, too much excitement and talking always got Leo uncomfortable and needing some alone time. He would be fine. But for now…Theo grinned and approach Daniel who was sitting on a log now cradling the side of his face. 

“Ain’tchu just lucky today Danny boy! The only doctor in the camp is yours truly! Now you get to sit here while I fix up your shitty little face and you can tell me allll about the nice lil chat you had with my brother hmm~?”

 The boys at the poker table started up cackling again at Daniel’s expense, while the man groaned pitifully. He learned the pack hierarchy painfully that day. Messing with the Teale brothers, especially the twins, was out of the question.