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cripplecharacters · 10 days

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Hello! I have a question about characters with a facial difference and animal attributes (like, Kemonos).

A story I'm planning has the protagonists coming from our world to one with magic, where the magic usually shows on your body, like someone with light magic having glowing hair and stuff like that.

One of the characters has strabismus. In my original idea, she was going to be an animal shapeshifter, since she studies zoology and likes improv theater; her visual cue would be being a mix and match kemono (like, a rabbit ear, a dog ear, and a lion tail, or something like that). She'd keep the strabismus in all forms.

But I think while scrolling the blog I saw something about disabled people/people with FDs often being likened to animals, so now I'm worried that it might fall into that trope, though it wasn't intended. There will be other characters with FDs who aren't Kemonos (including another main character), and there's other kemonos and characters with animal-based magic who don't have a FD, but if it falls into an uncomfortable trope, I can come up with another magic for her and give the shapeshifting to someone else.

Thank you all so much for all the hard work you're doing on this blog, by the way!

Hi!

This sounds fine to me! Mostly because of a few things:

she isn't originally an animal, and even then only has animalistic attributes;

she chooses to transform into an animal, and the decision is related to her passion rather than “all characters get innate magic and the visibly disabled one just 'happens' to be the sole animalistic one”;

ears and tails are almost* always fair game IMO;

there are other characters with facial differences who aren't associated with animals;

there are other characters without facial differences who are associated with animals!

*- things that are exceptions to that, in my opinion, for future reference if anyone wants it: - rabbits features + cleft lip; - cow features + vitiligo; - rat anything + anything, I actually like rats a lot, but as an animal they gotta stay away from being associated from like 99% of minorities' representation; - “funny animal” + strabismus/drooling/skull conditions, as a rule of thumb: if the character looks like a wojak it's time to stop.

So yeah, I don't see anything wrong with it! It sounds pretty cool.

I'm usually not a fan of animalistic characters with facial differences (unless we are talking about a story where everyone is an animal, that's a completely different thing) because I, and quite a lot of people I know, have been compared to them as part of bullying or a microaggression. For me personally, it was both by people who were intentionally trying to harass me, as well as genuinely well-meaning people who just didn't consider that maybe telling someone his face reminds them of a dog's one is kinda fucked up.

The reason I don't think that's what's going on here is that you seem to be aware of the trope's existence and try to avoid it, along with giving your character actual agency. The magic giving her animal features isn't because of her disability (which is clear based on the fact that there are other characters with one but not the other trait), it's because she as a character likes animals!

I will also say that I'm not really against all kinds of animal-related magic when it comes to characters with facial differences. If there was a Disney princess with septicemia scarring on her whole body who talks with deer, it would go hard as hell. But the 99.9% of animal-related characters with FD I see are more akin to “scary scarred man is likened to a [predatory animal] because he's so scary and has scars, also he's drawn in a collar and half his dialogue tags are animalistic”, thus the blanket “no animal people with FDs please” statement you saw on some of my previous posts.

Hope this helps and explains my reasoning! Good luck with your writing :-)

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#mod sasza #anonymous #face difference #fantasy setting #fantasy tropes

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jungkwok · 9 months

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saturday | movie night | jjk fluff

masterlist | SEVEN

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pairing: jungkook x y/n tags: husband!jungkook x wife!reader, domestic, fluff <;3 word count: 566 words

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“Nothing seems good, I’m not really in the mood for…’ you squint at the TV glaring back at you, “My Mafia half-Werewolf half-Vampire CEO is secretly in love with me?”

“Jesus, even hearing the title makes me shiver.” Jungkook replies, holding a bucket of warm popcorn as he snuggles next to you. “Okay, what about one of those Disney movies you keep gushing about? Like Tangled.”

“Really?” Your eyes light up, surprised that your usually stoic, romance-hating Jungkook would actually bend to your will. “Babe, the only reason why I don’t, well didn’t, like romance movies was because I would just get jealous of the couple on-screen. But now…” Jungkook whispers, leaning closer to your ear as he swings his arm around you, “I’ve got you, don’t I? And we can do whatever the couple does on screen, just better.”

All those days watching from the windows;

All those years outside looking in.

All that time never even knowing

Just how blind I've been…

As Rapunzel and Eugene share a hauntingly beautiful duet, all you can do is look at your husband. As you admire the soft curves of his jaw, and how perfectly his dark curls framed his angelic face, you barely notice that he too, was staring at the love of his life.

“What?” You mumble softly, completely mesmerised by how even the dreamy lights from the TV seemed to put him in the spotlight. “Nothing, princess.” He replies, wearing his signature smile. But this wasn’t the smile that he used in front of flashing lights or cameras– this was the smile of a man, entirely in love with the woman sitting in front of him.

Now I'm here, blinking in the starlight.

Now I'm here, suddenly I see;

Standing here, it's all so clear

I'm where I'm meant to be…

“I guess romance movies aren’t that bad after all.” Jungkook says, turning his attention back to the TV. “Now, why would the stubborn, all-mighty, Jeon Jungkook say that?” You smirk, slightly pleased that for once in your life, you’ve changed your husband’s mind about something.

“Well, they’ve made me realise that you’re the only one for me.” He chuckles, then continues: “Because I can never imagine doing stuff like this,” he gestures to the scene, “with anyone else but you.”

And at last I see the light,

And it's like the fog has lifted…

Your face flushes, thinking just how much redder your face would be if your husband was serenading you on a boat, surrounded by lanterns.

“Guess you really are a hopeless romantic, aren’t you?” Jungkook comments, as if he can read your mind and feel your embarrassment.

“Well,” he says, pulling you even closer to him. “We might have to try this someday”, he whispers, planting the softest of kisses on your temple.

And at last I see the light

And it's like the sky is new

And it's warm and real and bright

And the world has somehow shifted…

The duet continues, and for the first time in Jungkook’s life, he wasn’t jealous of the pair in front of him– for his own princess was right next to him, safe and sound in his arms.

All at once everything looks different…

“I love you, my Jungkook.” You say, leaning onto his shoulder, perfectly carved to hold your head.

Now that I see you.

“I love you too, my darling.”

#bts #bts fanfic #jjk x y/n #jungkook #jungkook husband #jungkook x you #jeon jungkook #jungkook fluff #jungkook imagine #bts jungkook #bts fluff #bts oneshot #jungkook oneshot #jungkook fanfic

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monimccoythings · 1 year

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Bad Pick up Lines

I'm facing writer's block in this Bowser x reader so for now we are getting this T.T but I wanted to pull something after leaving it with a cliffhanger. I really love my Bowser x reader series hopefully I'll get to continue it some day.

`Previous Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4

tags: @loveforfandomsstuff @harpy-space (Please tell me if I'm forgetting someone, unfortunately I'm very dumb and forgetful)

Your head hurt, just like a nasty New Years Eve hangover. What happened?? The last things you remembered was a blast, a lot of fire and smoke and then...

Oh no.

You immediately opened your eyes. You were inside a darker and grittier castle, certainly not the Disney Princess vibe Peach had going on. What the fuck.

This couldn't be happening. You were dreaming. You had inhaled too much smoke and were in a coma at the ER. There was no way this was Bowser's castle.

He seemed to like the Middle Ages dark castle style, whelp at least the bed was cofortable. Still, you didn't want to stay longer than you needed to. If everything that had been told about your ex cutie patootie was true, which you were sure it was. What awaited you inside this walls was something worse than death.

Fuck, you had treated him like a pet, you had babie talked him, dressed him up, fed him apple slices and combed his luxurious red mane!! You would do all of that again given the chance tbh. It was worth it.

Escaping seemed impossible, the room you were in was too high; and the doors, though more obvious, were too heavy for you to move, whoever put you in there (Bowser) wanted to make sure you didn't get out.

You felt sick, even if you haven't had anything to eat since that morning. Was this how it ended?? With you dying because once you called the turtle equivalent of Genghis Khan 'chimken nugget'.

You heard thundering steps approaching your room. Big man was coming. There was no place for you to hide. Better face death with dignity.

The door opened and the King of Koopas himself came in. Woah. He was even bigger than you remembered, las time it was too smokey for you to see clearly, but boy did you see know his might and glory. I you put it him in your lap now the weight of his head alone could easily break your legs.

Your eyes quickly diverted towards his face, and noted that he looked anything but murderous. He had this weirdly dilated puppy eyes like the Puss in Boots in Shrek 2, his hair had been sliced back, and he was wearing a purple bowtie. Given his actual size, it wasn't as cute as he thought he would look. Still, you swallowed down the urge to laugh at the randomness of it all.

"Did you sleep well?" Wow, his voice was even more thunderous than last time, and now that it wasn't high pitched, it actually sounded kinda nice and fitting, but you couldn't let your guard down.

"Yeah?" You weren't sure where he was going with this. Bowser raised one eyebrow in confusion "Are you asking me?" "No?" God this was going to be a bloody mess.

Bowser, for a behemoth of his size and mass, looked kinda sheepish. It would be endearing if he didn't tower over you and could't crush you with a single hand.

"You-you know, it was quite helpful my bed was there..." He looked at something scribbled in his hand, squinting his eyes. "... for when you hell-fell! from Heaven..."

You snorted a bit, you couldn't help it, that was the worst pick up line you had ever heard. The tension dissipated from your body, only to return with full force when you realised that he may take offense in you laughing. You quickly clasped your hands over your mouth a blush colouring your cheeks.

Apparently he took it as you blushing with delight, because he shyly scratched the back of his head. It was cuteness oversized. For a second you saw your little buddy again, enjoying your pets, gradually warming up to you, and quietly listening when you rambled about everything that crossed your mind.

"Ha... that was a good one..." You managed to say. "I actually have like, so many more." He seemed happy that you had liked it. Oh you actually wanted to hear them all.

They did not disappoint, each one of them was as good (or bad) as the first one he had told. So cheesy. You felt more eased in his presence the more pick up lines he told, at certain point you felt like back at Peach's castle, but the sizes had been reversed. If you made a huge effort to look past the numerous atrocities he certainly had comitted, you could see that he was just lonely.

"Hey, wanna hear my pick up line?" For a second, he looked shocked. Nobody had ever told him a pick up line before. You cleared your throat, hoping it was as fun as it was to you. "So... Are you into the bad types? Because I am bad at everything."

His eyes shone with mirth, glad your audience loved your terrible sense of humour. You smiled at him and he smiled back. Peach had warned you due to previous experiences that once Bowser got a hold of someone he very rarely let them escape their grasp.

It seemed that Bowser had now moved his fixation towards you. Maybe you were not ready to jump into marriage immediately, and maybe you needed to return home to your job and duties. However, you wouldn't mind exchanging phone numbers... That could be a good start.

#bowser #bowser x reader #super mario bros movie #mario movie #bowser x y/n #bowser x you

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devondespresso · 2 months

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Wiggy Wednesday🧠🪱 - A Robin (Buckley) Hood au

tagged by @just-my-latest-hyperfixation @shares-a-vest and @hotluncheddie Thanks guys!!! 💕🫂💝

continue-the-game tags at the bottom, you guys absolutely don't have to read this whole thing for it, it won't hurt my feelings cause this thing got long sgnxgnxnh

💚>> EDIT: @carolperkinsexgirlfriend expanded on the aro robin thing and its literal perfection!! <<💚

tbh the past few days ive felt like i was loosing my spark a bit (could be a medication thing now that i think about it) so the plans for today are to rewatch some really damn good motion pictures, feel some emotions probably, and go from there.

having said that, i was able to put together a fun little idea about Robin Stranger Things as Robin Hood, Steve and Little John, either Vickie or Chrissy as Maid Marian. Chrissy would fit the secretly badass princess type very well, thinking princess peach in the mario movie, while vickie would be slightyyy more tough girl princess, thinking fiona from the first shrek. I'm not like a huge fan of slapping character names into roles just because, so i think most antagonists would be of the robin-hood-world and some might get left out. Dustin and Erica would be there, possibly as merry men, or i also think itd be cool to mix another vaguely-medieval story that fits the kids group better, have it be something in the backstory or future or something like a story living in the edges of this one. Eddies also an easy fit as the minstrel and could be tied to chrissy's story too if you want

im not planning on writing anything for it, but the story ideas that are jumping out to me rn are mostly characters meeting/origin stories. Steve and Robin meet early on in her outcastery, Robin in jail for stealing and Steve also locked up close by either for something outrageously stupid or something definitely illegal but for the sake of his little brother and friends. They swap stories and then swap even more jokes and fun banter. Either Robin loops him in on her plan to break out, or Dustin and Erica come to break Steve out during her escape and they all team up. Maybe a little part where they visit Dustin and friends, let him know Steve's fine even tho him and Robin are fugitives, maybe Dustin tries to follow them but they have to send him back until he's old enough to move out, an emotional "we're not gone forever" talk, concluding with Robin and Steve heading off to camp in the woods and figure out what's next. maybe robin comes out here, maybe steve had confessed and whatnot similar to the show, maybe robin just needed to establish that she's not into him before they started adventuring just the two of them. Maybe she mentions her future plans, to stay firmly on the laws bad side, maybe to reunite with the lady she found at the edge of palace gardens, something that would make the road alongside her rougher than his already will be, and Steve chooses to join her anyway.

also a romantic subplot with Chrissy or Vickie.

if its chrissy, i think itd go similarly to the disney movie (relative to vickie's anyway), chrissy has her princessy life and through circumstance (maybe an archery contest, maybe they run into each other, probably a combination of run-ins) they meet and are into each other, maybe Robin crossdresses and after she's revealed to be a girl Chrissy's head over heels, maybe Chrissy runs away, maybe robin wins her favor, lots of fun princess tropes to play with.

with vickie, i keep leaning into the Fiona-style angle where she very much doesn't care to be in a royal setting, not rejecting femininity just spinning the princess archetype on its head. So maybe she's a runaway, maybe she rescued herself, or maybe she faked her death or something extreme, and she runs into robin (maybe robins disguised and she looks extra rougish, maybe vickie had only heard bad stories about her) and they fight. if vickie wins she notices in her victory robins actual personality, realizes shes not aggressive like expected and they talk, and if robin wins she does a mercy thing, maybe disarms her to get enough time to run off and vickies like 🤨mysterious🤨 or they spark up conversation. Maybe part of Robins group comes in either ready to defend her or diffuse the situation and their appearance soon splits the fight. lots and lots to play with. one way or another vickie tags along or joins the group, she and robin fall in love, yippee

aaaand third option: polyarmory, where chrissy joins the group first, they run into vickie second, and the three of them fall in love.

fourth option: aro robin (lol get it. cause. arrows.) who picks up princesses (plus steve too) like its her job and those princesses fall in love

r*nance (* for search because this isn't exactly abt them, NOT to be a dick about it) could work too ig but its not my jam so im not diving into that angle

i also love the idea of expanding robins relationship with any of the kids (Dustin and especially Erica, because scoops troop has solid character dynamic potential thats barely touched. Robin and Max too, and it'd make sense to bring in Lucas too with his ties to both Erica and Max)

if this gives anyone else brainworms and you want to write it, absolutely go for it, i know im definitely not going to sit down and write scenes or anything for it, and if you're comfortable tag me so i can read it!!

for Wiggy Wednesday im tagging (no pressure ofc): @starry-eyed-steve @marvel-ous-m @lightoftheseraph @pearynice @puppy-steve

@tinytalkingtina @dreamwatch @flowercrowngods @withacapitalp @writing-kiki

@queenie-ofthe-void @carolperkinsexgirlfriend @eriquin @hairstevington @sunflowerharrington

@imfinereallyy @sourw0lfs

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macabr3-barbi3 · 25 days

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God, That's Good!

Chapter 4: Ah, Miss

Across town from Fleet Street, Charlie reflects on what she wants- and Vaggie reflects on Charlie.

Chapter 1 🥧 Chapter 2 🥧 Chapter 3 🥧 Chapter 4 🥧 Chapter 5 🥧 Chapter 6 🥧Chapter 7

Tags: Charlie being a Disney Princess, starstuck Vaggie, Sera is The Worst™️

Thank you as always to my beloved @fraugwinska 💕❤️

Charlie knew that Adam and Sera were lying to her- and had been since she was a child taken into their care.

True, her memories are vague, but they are there. Her mother and father, deeply in love with one another and not a pair of criminals only interested in drugs and money. Sometimes if she closes her eyes and concentrates she can almost see the ghost of their faces- a man with a kind face and a neat mustache that looked so much like her, a woman so fair and beautiful that all she had wanted at eight years old was to be her when she got older. And she looks like her now, fifteen years later.

At least, that’s what Adam tells her. She doesn’t like the way he says it lately, standing too close to her in the tiny hallway between their respective rooms in his house, like he’s looking at her but seeing her mother. Charlie remembers him coming to their home as a child, her Uncle Adam, always quick to teach her a curse word and bring her candy that her mother didn’t think she should have. They would drink and play cards together while Charlie drew or read or played with her dolls, and she had thought everything was fine- perfect, in the way that most eight year olds think that their parents and close relatives are when they’re young.

For the most part he leaves her alone. Sera is the one that really provides for her beyond a roof over her head- taking her to Church with her daughter Emily, ensuring that Charlie is well educated and well spoken, providing the books she reads, the clothes she wears, the places she goes. And in Emily, at least, she does have a friend; someone to bond with over how strict the Beadle was, both in the home and outside of it, to talk to about the experiences that they were missing. Charlie might have turned out just like Emily; content and ignorant in her essential isolation, not knowing what else there really was in the world outside of home and Church if it wasn’t for the young man that frequently came down the street on the way to his… ‘partner’s’ house.

Anthony- though he asks her to call him Angel, short for Angel Dust, being so close to his not-quite-boyfriend’s home- is an absolute delight. Having really only had Emily for company for the longest time, he was an interesting change of pace. It had been a couple of months now since he had come to town, and the first time that she met him she had known, somehow, that they would be fast friends.

“Hey, toots,” he had called from below her balcony, while she had been so engrossed in tracing the constellation Andromeda in the sky one night that she hadn’t even realized he was there. “Ya got a light?”

She had startled, scraping her elbow on the stone of her railing as she registered his words and presence. He was tall and lithe, slender, his clothing in style but far tighter than most men wore their garments. It took her a moment before she recognized him as one of the new faces that had been spotted hanging around the ‘brothel’ in town when Sera took her and Emily to Church on Sundays, draped through the arms of the tall, flamboyant man that ran the place. Sera always led them away as quickly as she could, but that didn’t stop Charlie from noticing, even at a distance, the difference in the coloration of his eyes. That night, a few feet below her, it was even more evident- a sweet, soft brown on the left, greenish hazel on the right.

She had given him a book of matches, and since that night she was out here all the time, waiting for him to come by in the later hours of the night. When Adam was out at parties and such Charlie would risk coming downstairs, right to the wall a few feet past her balcony so that she could talk to Anthony face to face instead of from above him. He was reserved at first, a little guarded with her being the ward of the Judge and his occupation being technically illegal, but the more they got to know each other the more they trusted one another.

Anthony told her so much about the world outside of New Orleans- having come from New York City, where things were faster, vibrant, more exciting. Everything seemed so much bigger from his perspective, and Charlie needed to see it for herself.

She hadn’t yet told him of her plans to leave; she hadn’t told anyone. Sera had been pushing the idea of marrying her off, which Charlie wasn’t interested in the slightest, and Adam continued to act strangely around her. She wants to go South to find her father- if he was truly holed up in some prison like Adam and Sera told her, there should be some record of it, some path that she could trace to him so she could finally hear from him directly if what they had said was true- that they were criminals, that they plotted against Adam, that he had killed her mother before Judge Cain had him sent away. It wouldn’t change anything, but she thought the knowledge might give her closure, finally reconcile the image of her father she had kept in her head for fifteen years with the man he really was.

It would kill her to leave Emily behind. The younger girl was like a sister to her, the closest friend she had besides Angel, but she didn’t think that she would come. When Charlie spoke to her of the things she learned from Anthony- fun, exciting, scandalous things that had Charlie blushing some nights over the garden wall- Emily wasn’t as intrigued. She was content in the life her mother had set up for her, engaged to a nice young man named Peter from the Church and ready to marry within a few months and be a perfect, dutiful housewife like Sera had been before her husband died and she devoted herself to the Church and the Judge.

That wasn’t the life Charlie wanted. She wanted to see the world and help people, people like Anthony that ended up down on their luck and made to go into whatever industry would have them just to survive. She had plenty of savings- Adam had a habit of gifting her money for things like her birthday, even though Sera rarely took her to any stores to buy anything with it- and she had enough of an idea of what she wanted to do to give her conviction in her plan. She didn’t know when, but soon she would leave New Orleans and find the answers to her questions, and do what she felt like she was meant to do.

Vaggie hadn’t meant to turn down the alley that she had- being a sailor that wasn’t in charge of navigation meant her only real sense of direction was ‘sunrise is East, sunset is West’ which didn’t help much when it was already dark- but the sight of the beautiful young woman silhouetted by the light on her balcony was well worth getting lost among the streets of New Orleans.

She leaned against the railing of her balcony, eyes cast up at the sky as she stood there, humming a song under her breath. Dazzling blonde hair fell in a loose ponytail down her back, lashes large and eyes shining in the glow of the moon. She wore a red nightgown that fell to her shins, swaying in the soft breeze of the night. She seemed calm- thoughtful, if the crease in her brow was indicative of anything.

Vaggie was no stranger to a beautiful woman, but here in the alley off the main street, nearly hidden in the shadows while she was illuminated, it seemed like she was plucked right from the Heavens themselves.

She stays unmoving as a statue. Vaggie takes a breath to call to her, say something to catch her attention so she’ll look her way, when the wind picks up and blows a thick strand of her hair into her lovely face, breaking her concentration and making her sputter at the strands in her mouth. She casts her eyes around and they settle on Vaggie, something like lightning sparking through her veins as she makes eye contact with the woman. Blue eyes, soft and brilliant and beautiful, meet her brown ones, and breath leaves her body. She manages to send enough brain signals to her muscles to wave and offer a light smile, which the woman returns with a flutter of her fingers.

“Alms,” she hears behind her, and the beggar woman from the docks with Mister Morningstar has returned. Her head still held down low, the metal cup jingling softly with the coins that Vaggie had given her earlier in the day. “Please, Miss, have mercy…”

When she turns back to the balcony, the woman has vanished.

She sighs internally but pulls about another couple coins, hesitating before dropping them. “Do you know anything about that young woman?” She asks, nodding at the balcony, and the beggar glances to the side and flinches with her whole body, jerking away from the house with force.

“Charlotte,” she says, his voice soft and mournful. “Charlotte, Charlotte, Charlotte- he took her, Judge Cain, won’t let anyone near her- you’d best be off before he catches you lurking- horrible things he could do, you can’t know what he’s done, poor Charlotte…”

She starts to pull away, ducking her head away from the house, and Vaggie drops the coins into the cup before it’s gone. “Wait,” she asks, but the beggar is deaf to her calls. She mutters under her breath as she slinks off, back into the shadows, leaving Vaggie alone with only a name and a vague sense of unease.

A shuffle of noise had Vaggie turning to spot a young man- tall, lithe, he wore clothing that was form-fitting and bright as he entered the alley, dragging a hand through his dark blonde locks with a sigh. He spotted Vaggie and gave a little wave as he approached.

“Fuckin’ looney, am I right?” He points at the beggar as she wanders away. “I try to avoid her when I can- ya never know if crazy is contagious. Hey, ya got a light?” He asks, holding up a ‘V’ in his fingers like he was holding a cigarette between them. “Looks like my gal ain’t out tonight.” He gestures vaguely upwards, towards the young woman, and Vaggie’s heart leaps with hope.

She fumbles in her vest for a lighter. “Of course, here.” She waits until the cigarette is lit and he’s taken a drag before she nods her head towards the balcony. “You know her? Charlotte?”

“Who? Ya mean Charlie?” An eyebrow cocks upward as he looks back at Vaggie over his cigarette. “Yeah, I know her a bit. She comes down to talk some nights when she ain’t so lost in her thoughts she doesn’t notice me, or when the Judge ain’t home.”

“The Judge?”

“Judge Cain.” He takes another drag. “I guess he’s a big deal around here- she’s like his adopted daughter or somethin’? She don’t get too specific with me when I ask but I get it. I ain’t too eager to be pokin’ around in my line of work, ya know?” He gives Vaggie a wink, waving his hands down his body conspiratorially. “Ya need to talk to her about somethin’?”

“No,” Vaggie says, “no, I was just… wondering, I suppose.” She eyes the balcony again, and the young man must see something in her face because he whistles low and chuckles.

“One sec,” he tells her, then- “Charlie!”

The shout echoes in the alley and Vaggie panics, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him down to her face. “Are you fucking insane?” She asks him, but he just smirks as they hear the click of a door above them, light spilling into the area once more.

“Angel?” Charlie returns, her face peeking over the edge of the railing to spot Vaggie essentially throttling him in her frustration. Her face transforms, something akin to rage creasing her delicate brow and then she’s gone again.

“What did you do?” Vaggie demands of him, and he laughs in her face as another door slams somewhere towards the house- and then she’s there, standing at the gate to the yard in her nightgown, barefoot and beautiful.

“Release him at once,” she demands, hands braced on the metal of the gate, her voice strong and determined, and Vaggie hardly hears the man- Angel?- apologizing on her behalf, saying he provoked her, as her hands release him. “You have to be careful,” she beseeches him as he brushes off his shirt, and then turns to Vaggie and seems to lose her nerve, the anger that had propelled her down the stairs and outside. “Hi,” she says sweetly, and Vaggie steps closer to the gate.

“Hi,” she parrots. “I- I wasn’t really going to hurt him,” she says, “I just- I didn’t want him to disturb you.”

And Charlie smiles, wide and earnest, catching Vaggie off guard. “I should have known,” she says. “He’s a troublemaker- I’m Charlie,” she says, holding her hand across the gate.

“Vaggie.” Angel is snickering under his breath beside them, watching the scene unfold. “It’s nice to meet you.”

The skin beneath Charlie’s eyes crinkles. “And you! Are you a friend of Angel’s?”

A voice interrupts Vaggie’s response. “I believe that is quite enough,” it says, soft but commanding, and the trio of them turn to see a woman step into the alley- Charlie stiffens immediately at the sight of her, tall and beautiful and terrifying. Her eyes are cold, the tiny smile on her face insincere, and she looks at Charlie with a look of what can only be described as disappointment. “You know better than to be out at this hour, Charlie,” she says. “What would Adam think? It would be in your best interest to go back inside, my dear.”

Charlie ducks her head and finally releases her hand from Vaggie’s- she hadn’t even realized they were still touching one another over the gate. “Yes, Sera,” she mutters, breaking eye contact with the older woman and looking back to Vaggie. She mouths something to her, and had Vaggie not been looking she would have missed it.

“Please come back,” it looked like. And Vaggie would- she didn’t know who this woman was but unless they locked the sailor behind bars she couldn’t be kept away.

Charlie disappeared, leaving Vaggie and Angel with Sera. “You’d better run along,” she directs at Vaggie. “Judge Cain doesn’t take kindly to outsiders around his property; especially not those that seem too interested in his ward. And you,” she says looking at Angel with a cruel smile. “I should hate to think what Valentino would have to say about you loitering with others for no pay.”

Angel blanches, the color leaving his face as his head drops. “Yes ma’am,” he says quietly, angrily, and he takes off to the right, rounding the corner and disappearing from Vaggie’s sight.

With one last look at the balcony, at Sera with her lovely but unkind face, Vaggie follows suit.

Chapter 1 🥧 Chapter 2 🥧 Chapter 3 🥧 Chapter 4 🥧 Chapter 5 🥧 Chapter 6 🥧Chapter 7

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My theory of what the latest Starkid musical is about based on my own deductions and past Starkid productions (huh, that rhymes):

Based on the words in the top left corner and the style of Bryce’s clothing, it is very easy to deduce that this musical will be medieval inspired, but I can dig deeper. Bryce’s outfit does not look as put together as a typical princess gown, so I’m guessing that our protagonist is wearing armour, if I had to nail down a time period I’d say Ancient Greece or Rome, making her a gladiator. That would already be a fascinating musical, but I’m going further, stay with me. As someone very rightly pointed out in a comment/reblog that I can’t quite remember, the text used for the date resembles the 1980s movie Labyrinth, which plays into Starkid’s love of nostalgia… we’re getting close. Starkid’s musicals are filled with nostalgia - classic Disney (Twisted), Harry Potter (AVPM trilogy), Star Wars (Ani), Batman (Holy Musical B@tman), classic video games (Trail To Oregon), classic horror/sci-fi (Hatchetfield series), VHS/classic stories (VHS Christmas Carol) - but what do most of these also have in common? They are, to borrow a word from the latest Hatchetfield musical, ‘nerdy’. So, what do we have here? A team that prizes both nostalgia and nerdiness, creating a musical about a woman in armour, perhaps a gladiator. We also know that Team Starkid are returning to parodies after Hatchetfield, returning to their roots you might say. This has led me to one conclusion… the next musical produced by Team Starkid will be… a DnD parody. Think about it! It’s nerdy, it’s nostalgic, and it’s hot right now because of the recent Honour Among Thieves movie making more people interested in the game, and Stranger Things as well - a Starkid member was in a Stranger Things parody recently (was it Jaime?) so yeah. That’s my best theory, and no matter what this musical is actually about, I’ll love it, and Bryce will rock her first true lead role, she deserves this.

Edit: I just want to date the release of this post just in case my theory is correct so I can show people this post and be like “See? I’m psychic!” So yeah, this post was released on Saturday 23rd March 2024, around 11 pm, and this edit was made on Sunday 24th March at precisely 13:54 pm. Also I want to tag @the-real-team-starkid just in case they see this :).

#team starkid #starkid #dnd #nostalgia #nerdy stuff #fan theory #theory

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blainesebastian · 1 year

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time away (ccg universe)

words: 1,791 ship: austin butler x reader summary: (anon request) “they take a family trip to *Disney World and Luci gets lost while austin and ccg argue about a new role he accepted without talking to her about it” warnings: none notes: doing my best out here ya’ll idk lol enjoy xxx tag list: @killerqueenfan, @karamelcoveredolicity, @elizabethrosecresswell, @gigisworldsstuff, @stylespresleyhearted

It’s supposed to be a family vacation, one of the first you’ve taken to a place that’s a bit more hectic than the beach. You’re not complaining, you love Disney World, have loved it since you were a kid—so sharing all of this with Luci is one of your top ‘to-do’s.

Luci’s been handling the long park hours well, got her face painted with cheetah print at Animal Kingdom, found all the hidden Remy statues in Epcot, insisted on far too many Mickey Ice Cream bars in Hollywood Studios. She loves Magic Kingdom the best, especially when she’s dressed as a princess and you find that putting her in a dress that matches Cinderella or Belle makes you want to cry.

There’s something that reaches deep into your chest and squeezes at being here with Austin, at sharing this with him, at watching Luci hand him a Mickey balloon or putting Mickey ears on his head. At having him hold her sleeping body as you all walk out of the park or take the bus back to the resort. Makes you fall a little bit more in love with him—as if that were at all possible.

It’s been wonderful so far, more than you could have ever asked for.

And then Austin mentions he’s interested in a film that will take him across the country—he’s already said yes. To a movie he’s never spoken about before.

You kinda stare at him, your hand halfway into a popcorn bucket shaped like a Cinderella’s castle as you take a small break from walking around Magic Kingdom.

“Mama popcorn,” Luci pouts from standing between you and Austin, tugging on your shirt.

You’re trying not to distract yourself from what he’s telling you, glancing down at Luci and lowering the popcorn bucket that’s attached to your shoulder by a strap. You just feel—there are so many overwhelming and conflicting emotions. You’re undeniably happy for him, have always been incredibly supportive of his endeavors and have rarely questioned him about logistics. You get how crazy it can get; you’ve dipped your toes into the industry yourself.

But you’re also…confused and frustrated because it’s very unlike Austin to accept something without talking to you first.

“What do you mean you ‘agreed to it’ already—last time I checked, we lived in New York, not LA.” And alright, there’s really no need to be petty about geography but, you’re really having a hard time with processing this ‘across the country’ thing.

It’s not like Austin hasn’t done longer trips before to distant places, it’s the ‘untold’ part sitting uncomfortably in your chest, pushing your ribcage apart.

He takes in a short breath, his jaw working a moment as he chews on words, selecting them carefully, “I know. This was a last-minute swap—filming was supposed to be on the East Coast but then,” Austin trails off, shaking his head, looking out towards the crowd of people in the park. You can tell as he takes a moment that it’s convoluted, nothing is as it seems. “Got pushed to LA to fit some setting requirements?”

His voice is a little less sure as he talks, almost like he might regret it? But it doesn’t change the fact that he has agreed—that he’s doing this, with or without your support. You know it’s not always that simple, painting situations black and white is dangerous, it lives in a world of gray. Austin didn’t make this decision flippantly, regardless of how much it stings to hear it.

But you don’t understand how this is going to work—you can’t go with him, you can’t uproot Luci like that, but the alternative is what? Months at a time where he’s gone? You know this is all part of it, as an actor, but you’re also much more used to planning something out together. Not jumping in after him.

You know your reaction is based on fear alone, you don’t like the feeling of things slipping through your fingers.

“I might be involved with a project at the end of the month,” You tell your husband, his eyes slightly widening in two-fold because—for one, he’s happy for you, but on the other hand, it’s a factor that he hadn’t considered. Both of you being busy.

“I didn’t know.”

And you let out a snap of a laugh because, “Yeah, that sucks, doesn’t it?”

The muscle in Austin’s jaw works, “Y/N.”

“I was finalizing things with my agent; I was going to tell you when we got back from our trip.” Which…you hate that it feels slightly ruined, you’re gonna have to stop being dramatic. You get can it back to that perfect place, right?

You shake your head, hating that you feel flares of annoyance lick at your nerve endings when none of these conversations should be happening now, on vacation. You take a deep breath, pushing down emotions, focusing on having a good day with Luci—

Glancing down, you go to run a hand through her hair, and freeze. A hiccup of fear instantly settling in your throat because—Luci is gone. She's...not standing between you and your husband anymore. You look up, this frantic feeling building in your chest as you do a quick sweep around you but she's not here, she's not anywhere.

Your hand instantly comes down on Austin's wrist, squeezing hard, "Austin."

It takes a second for Austin to spring into action, gently taking your hand and squeezing as he moves, eyes alert as he takes in the crowd. He starts calling for her, his voice calm and collected and…honestly, he’s stronger than you are, because you don’t think you can open up your mouth without emotion choking your windpipe.

You’re not gonna cry, because that’s not going to help anything, but you definitely feel tears well in your eyes because how could you be so selfish in what you were arguing with Austin about that you didn’t even take the time to hold account of your daughter?

Deep down you’re aware you can’t blame yourself, that neither of you were paying attention, that Luci felt safe standing between your bodies.

There are so many people everywhere and your heart jumps into your throat and Austin’s voice sounds too far away when he says ‘don’t worry, we’ll find her’ because every worst possible scenario is dancing through your head right now.

And ten minutes feel like hours and Austin is tugging you towards a Help Desk to talk to someone when—

“Mommeee.”

You turn sharply at the voice because you know it like the back of your hand and a large gasp of air tumbles into your lungs as you take four steps forward and take Luci out of a cast member’s arms. You don’t really realize how hard you’re crying, in relief but also mixed with too many other emotions, until Austin comes up beside you and turns you both into his chest. He wraps an arm around you, keeping you close,

“Thank you.” Austin tells the woman, running a hand along your back.

“Oh of course, saw her wander into the shop and after a few questions, figured she was lost. Super polite though, even though the tears.”

She gives you both a small smile before walking through the shop doors and you only pull back when you feel Austin gently cup both sides of your head. He presses a kiss to your forehead, looking down at Luci. You sniffle, getting a better look at her—you can tell she’s been crying too, pink cheeks and wet eyelashes, and the cast member must have bought her a stuffed Mickey because she’s clutching it against her chest.

You shake your head, too overwhelmed to talk. Austin draws in a breath, brushing Luci’s hair out of her face—he’s not angry, but his voice is firm,

“Luci, what have we talked about before? We do not wander off like that, not without mommy or daddy.”

Luci kind of babbles as she talks, clearly the experience wasn’t too great for her either, she’s shaken regardless of being found by a nice woman and bought a Mickey stuffed animal. She seems to know that she messed up and upset her parents, along with giving herself a fright.

You let out a shuddering breath, trying to calm yourself down, running your hands over Luci’s hair and kissing her cheeks, “Please don’t scare us like that again, okay baby?”

“Okay mommeee.” Luci mumbles, “No thank you.”

You can’t help but let out a laugh, running a hand over your face. “Right.” Austin smiles, cupping your cheek to run his thumb along the bone there before drawing you both close.

It’s quiet on the Disney transportation bus ride back to the resort. Dark out, the bus packed, Austin seated against the window with a sleeping Luci on his chest and an arm wrapped around you, your head resting on his shoulder. You know that both of you could arrange a personalized SUV, take you from place to place as you do at home but…there’s something so normal about all this that you crave.

Austin shifts against his seat, a soft sigh leaving your nose as you tuck your face against his neck. He tilts his head down, brushing his lips along the spot near your ear,

“You alright?” He asks, pressing a kiss there.

You swallow, nodding, quiet for a few moments more. There’s still leftover adrenaline leaving your body, making you feel slightly shaky. You reach out and touch Luci’s leg, running your thumb over her calf in a calming motion for yourself, assuring that you found her, that she’s okay.

“M’sorry about before,” Austin says after a moment—and God, none of that even feels like it matters right now, but you appreciate that he’s trying. “Everythin’ happened so fast but…you’re right, I should have talked to you about it first.”

You close your eyes, breathing him in, “We’ll figure it out,” You pull back just a little, tilt your face up so you can take a look at his face. It’s dark in the bus but there’s the flicker of orange streetlamps, the light of the moon outside.

And you know that’s so much of a larger issue, so many things at play in terms of Austin’s obligations and your own commitments, but it’s the point of the matter, isn’t it? That you’ll both slow down and have that conversation? Come to a conclusion together. Might not specifically work out this time, you know that, but…

You give him a soft smile, comforted by the closeness of your family—regardless, this is how you know deep down, that whatever happens, it’ll be okay.

#austin butler #austin butler x reader #austin butler imagine #austin butler fic #elvis 2022 #mccall writes things #ccg

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cherrybombfangirlwrites · 2 months

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OC Origins

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Rules: tell us the origin of the names and personalities of a couple OCs!

I'm going to do all of my FSF and TCIO main characters because I love them all and I want to talk about the origins of all of them.

Under the cut of course because I have SO. MANY. OCs. and I talk a lot XD.

Fractured Stars Falling OCs

Tris

Tris's character is inspired by a combination of things: the original tales of Cinderella, and the retellings of Cinderella that are actually well done (Cinderella 2015 I LOVE YOU), and a combination of figures from Viking mythology like Tyr and Frigg and Viking myths in general, as well as Katniss Everdeen from the original Hunger Games books (since in this retelling, Cinderella is going to a fighting tournament and ends up starting a revolution that overthrows the tyrant king and queen). Her name, Tris, is short for Tristan, which originated from English a tragic English folktale about a knight that went to fetch his king's bride, and ended up falling in love with her instead. I picked this name for her because of the roots of tragic tales it comes from, and I needed a short but sweet name for her that would fit in a fantasy world- and Tris feels right for her character.

Prince Kaye

Kaye's character is inspired by a few things, the biggest one being Peeta Mellark from the Hunger Games books, and how despite everything he went through and the violent and cruel world he was in, his defining character trait was always his kindness, selflessness, and gentleness. He was also inspired by some of our favorite Disney princes like Prince Eric and Kristoff. But on a bit of a darker note, he was also inspired by people that are born into violent families and terrible conditions, and still find a way to come out of those conditions more loving and kind instead of becoming harsh and cruel- particularly people with Cluster B disorders that are usually painted as violent and terrible, when in reality they are often the victims of abuse and violence. The name Kaye is a different spelling of the name Kay. Sir Kay was one of the knights of the round table in Authurian legend and folklore. I chose this name for him because I find that old English names, particularly names from King Arthur legends, are fantastic for fantasy settings, especially for royalty. I also felt that Kaye should have something short and sweet for a name, and when I was looking for names for him, I was watching a movie (I can't remember exactly which I think it might have been Sword in the Stone) and one of the characters was named Kay, however it's spelled, and when the character was called by his name in the movie I really liked how it sounded- despite the character being kind of an asshole if I remember correctly XD.

Princess Snow

Snow, of course, is inspired by the original tales of Snow White, as well as some of my favorite adaptations of it, as well as inspired by mythological figures like Artemis and Hecate in Greek Mythology. She's also inspired by characters like Mulan (particularly in the original Disney animation, but I also love the original tales), and Susan in the Chronicles of Narnia. Her name, of course, comes from the original fairytale itself. I like the name and how it sounds and fits in a fantasy setting, so I didn't feel the need to change it (though I did change why she was named Snow within the story). I fortuneately didn't have to put much effort into naming her, since it's a pretty name that I feel suits her well and she pretty much came with it.

Lan

I wanted to write an AroAce retelling of Snow White, and every main character needs a ride or die best friend- which is exactly who Lan is. They are inspired by my favorite ride or die best friend characters like Grover from the Percy Jackson series. They're also inspired by poets/fiction writers both from real world history and fiction like Shakespeare, Dante or Jo March from Little Women, Arogorn and Legolas from The Lord of the Rings (mainly Lan's sense of humor and respect for pretty much everyone), and ride or die fiercely protective bard in you and your friend's D&D campaign. Lan is a name I sort of made up, inspired by the character in Chinese and Viatnmese that can mean either 'orchid' or 'mountain mist'. I wanted a name that was beautiful and poetic because they are a poet, but also a name that was more gender neutral since Lan is Nonbinary/genderqueer, and this name feels right for them.

Captain Cassandra

Cassandra is inspired by the original Little Mermaid tales and a few of the retellings. She's also inspired by pretty much all of the female pirate characters in the Pirates of the Caribbean series but especially Elizabeth Swann, Auburn Sally from the Land of Stories books, and pretty much everything I loved about pirates as a kid, especially the ones that were women. Cassandra is a name that originated from Greek Mythology, the original myth of Cassandra (she rejected Apollo, so he gave her the gift of prophecy but she was cursed so that no one would believe her) doesn't really relate to my character Cass, but the original myth isn't why I chose this name for her. The words the name supposedly originated from are why I chose it, and it feels right for a character that's a pirate captain and former mermaid. The name is possibly derived from κέκασμαι (kekasmai) which means 'to excel, to shine' which is what Cassandra character is trying to do with her life after heartbreak.

Erica

If you've been on this blog for a bit, you may have seen me mention that Erica's character is named after/inspired by one of the most ride or die Disney princes- Prince Eric from the Disney animated Little Mermaid. His character is Erica's largest inspiration, but she's also inspired a bit by hopeless romantics in general. The name Eric has Old Norse origins, including Eric the Red, who discovered Greenland in the 10th century. The name means 'ever, always' and 'ruler, king'. The main reason I picked this name for Erica is because a) of Prince Eric in the original Disney animation of The Little Mermaid, and b) She feels like the kind of character that a short and sweet name would suit well- which I feel Erica does fit her character very well.

Max

Max is largely inspired by those characters in supernatural or fantasy and sci-fi genres that seem to be the only ones with any common sense. The only one with 'genre awareness' if you will. Much like Fitz in the Agents of Shield series. I can't really think of any other specific characters at the moment, but that's the general vibe of his character- very scared, timid, and more genre aware than anyone else in these books. I'm still trying to flesh him out and get to know him better, so unfortunately I don't have too much, but I'm hoping to change that in the future. The name Max comes from Ancient Rome, as many Roman emperors bore the name Maximilian or Maximus. I chose this name for such a timid and skiddish character because throughout Max's character arc, he learns to be a bit more brave and confident and lives up to a name with such origins.

Prince Monty

Monty is largely inspired by Prince Naveen in the Princess and the Frog disney animation, Han Solo and Poe Dameron from the Star Wars series, and Peter Quill aka Starlord from Marvel comics/movies. Think too adventerous for his own good, and very suave and flirtatious- that's Monty's entire vibe. But that playful and carefree personality of Monty's actually hides his trauma and grief of losing his whole family the night the palace was invaded, and getting separated from them, so he's also a bit inspired by the movie Anastasia, but not as much inspired by that movie as his sister (Hestia) is. Montgomery is an English surname derived from a German word meaning 'Gumarich's mountain'. Picking his name was a lot harder than my other characters, I couldn't choose between not great options, and I got so fed up with trying to choose a name for him that: I made a list, spun a wheel, and if I didn't like the name it landed on for him I took it off the list and spun again- and then I kept going until I landed on a name that I actually liked for his character and that I liked the sound of for him.

Elliot

Elliot is inspired by the original Beauty in the tale of Beauty and the Beast of course, as well as heavily inspired by the Belle from the Disney animated movie, but he's also inspired by (not surprisingly) Peeta Mellark from the Hunger Games books. The name Elliot is derived from Elijah, which is a name from the Old Testament. I chose the name Elliot for him because it fits well in a fantasy setting, and it's the kind of name that feels right for a sweet, kind, and shy bookworm boi.

Princess Hestia

Hestia is largely inspired by Anya/Anastasia's character in the animated movie Anastasia, as well as a bit of the real history but mainly the movie for her character. Her story is also a little inspired by the fairytale of the Twelve Dancing Princesses, and she's inspired by 'broken' or 'monster' characters like Natasha Romanoff and the Incredible Hulk, as well as her namesake, the mythological figure of Hestia in Greek Mythology. Her name of course, comes from the figure in Greek Myth known as Hestia, goddess of the hearth and home. I chose Hestia's name because of it's connection to fire, with Hestia having fire powers, as well as the irony that her character has lost her home and has reduced herself to a cold and bitter shell, but with her character arc she'll learn to find that warmth and home again.

Raven

Raven is inspired by a combination of things, the big inspiration being Wesley from The Princess Bride. He's also inspired by Will Turner from Pirates of the Caribbean, and (since I recently started getting into gaming and these games) Link from the Legend of Zelda game franchise. Except he's much more morally grey than all of them and much more ready and willing to kill and burn down the world for the people he loves. His and Sapphire's love story/romance is also a little inspired by the Greek myth of Orpheus and Eurydice. Raven of course is typically the name of the animal, I thought it was a fitting name for him because of his dark hair and grey morality, and fierce protection and loyalty. Also it fits well in the fantasy setting. (no Mom, I don't care that it's usually a girl name, it's fantasy and as long as the readers can pronounce the names I can name my characters what I want-)

Princess Sapphire

Sapphire. Hoo boy Sapphire. She's a combination of Buttercup from The Princess Bride, Princess Anna from Frozen, Giselle from Enchanted, Ariel from The Little Mermaid, and Merida from Brave. She's an adrenaline junkie firecracker that has zero self preservation and is a danger magnet (Yes this stresses her personal bodyguard Raven the fuck out). Also now that I think about it as I've been playing the series, Sapphire could also be a bit inspired by Princess Zelda, if Zelda was more human and much more feral and hotheaded XD. The name of course comes from the jewel, sapphire. When I first created her character, I always knew I wanted to give her a jewel or flower like name (similar to Buttercup), and when I decided on her eye color being dark blue, that's when I knew her name would be Sapphire and it was perfect. It fits the fantasy setting, and it suits her character.

Triveya

Triveya's character is largely inspired by... well... me. But it's not a self insert because she's very flawed and can do magic and I can't :).... Ok fine it's a very well developed and fleshed out self insert, what of it? She's also inspired by the burnt out gifted kid experience, and my experience of learning how to function after trying to heal from 10+ years of academic trauma and how to function like an actual human because I never learned how to do that. She's also inspired by Claire and Morgana's characters from the Tales of Aracadia series (particularly the Wizards show WHICH DESERVED TWO MORE SEASONS DAMNIT-). Triveya's name I made up from the word trivia, which originally was the name of the Roman equivalent of Hecate in Roman/Greek Mythology, who was the goddess of magic, crossroads, and the moon. The origin of the word is actually why I chose her name, since Triveya is the main cast's resident magic expert and user.

The City is Ours OCs

Nickelle

Nickelle is inspired by tragic heroes/heroes that have had to sacrifice a lot or lost themselves in the superhero genre, like Spider-Man and The Scarlet Witch from Marvel, and Lloyd Garmadon from the Lego Ninjago TV Show (the movie's fine but I really prefer the TV show). You know, superhero characters that completely lose everything including themselves to being a superhero, they go through a fuck ton of trauma due to it, maybe go a bit insane from it 🤪. Nickelle is a name I created using the name Nick, being short for Nicolas of course. I can't remember why I chose the name (I was 12 when I named the ocs for this wip) but I like it for her character. It's a short and snappy name for a story about teenage superheroes.

Asher

Asher is inspired by righteous 'we have to do the right thing' and 'with great power comes great responsibility' kind of characters, much like Steve Rogers aka Captain America, Sam Wilson aka Falcon, and Superman or Wonder Woman. He's one of those superhero characters that is really there for the team and supports their teammates on an emotional and personal level. His name means 'happy, blessed' in Hebrew, which is very fitting for Asher's very positive character. Him and his family are also Spanish Catholic, both reasons are why I chose the name for his character- at least it's probably why I chose the name for his character, it's been a long time since I named these guys XD.

Gabby

Gabby is basically Barbie. She's the blonde straight white girl bimbo that is super supportive of everyone and will hit you with her heel if you're an asshole. She's inspired by characters like Elle Woods and Barbie. She's also a little inspired by Edna Mode from The Incredibles, since she's a fashionista, and designs the hero teams' costumes with practicality and fashion sense- making sure their superhero suits are fashionable and functional. She's Nickelle's best friend, and inspired by ride or die best friend characters in the superhero genre. Gabriela was originally a Hebrew name originating from the bible- the reason I picked it for her character though, is because Gabby or Gabriella is a common girl's name in the US, especially for white girls. It's also a name that feels very pink to me for some reason, and Gabby is all about pink, lace, and frills.

Kylee

Yet another self insert.... don't look at me... Alright, in all seriousness, the superhero genre doesn't have enough superheroes that are autistic- not Autistic™ Superhero- I mean superheroes that also happen to be autistic and it affects their life but it's also not their entire character. So Kylee is largely inspired by what I would be like as a superhero and how my autism would affect it, but also with some autism experiences that I don't particularly have like being fully non-speaking. She's also inspired by young superhero characters like Kate Bishop aka Lady Hawk and Stephanie Brown aka Spoiler. Her name is somewhat made up, let's be honest, it's just a feminine version of Kyle XD. This is set in somewhat modern middle class America where white moms are trying to come up with unique names for their kids, I gotta meet the setting a little here. I grew up hearing names for girls similar to her's all the time growing up, and trust me they were worse than what I came up with XD.

Bryson

Bryson is inspired by the team medic that is a 1000% done with their team getting themselves injuried by doing stupid things, and will lecture you if you try to push yourself while healing from an injury. He's inspired by characters like Will Solace in the Percy Jackson series (the actual characterization of Will from the books, not the uwuified version of him in fanfic sorry not sorry XD). The name Bryson which comes from a surname, and the surname originates from Latin but I can't find much that agrees on what it actually means... I honestly can't remember why I chose that name for him, I named these guys for this wip when I was like 12 and the names stuck forever XD.

V is inspired by shape shifter characters, and chaotic characters that always have some crazy and dangerous plan like Deadpool, Nimona, or Captain Jack Sparrow (wild combination I know). V is also inspired by the need for nonbinary characters, as well as the need for plus sized characters in media- especially with how those two things could be explored in fantasy and sci-fi. She's also a little inspired by Kamala Khan aka Ms. Marvel (moreso the comics version of her, because the MCU is kind of massacring characters right now, more than ever). Their full name is Vira, but they perfer to go by V. I have no idea why I named them that, again, I was 12 when I wrote this and the names stuck XD.

Jason

Ah, Jason. The author's LEAST favorite, and the character that solely exists to be bashed and is inspired by my BURNING hatred for a certain character in a popular superhero movie franchise who's shitty behavior is romanticized by both the writers and the fans... I can't stand the fact that the canon material of the movies doesn't even condemn his behavior, worse, it romatizises his shitty behavior along with most of the fandom (*cough cough* Tony Stark *cough cough)- and I couldn't stand it anymore, so that's why I created Jason. Same personality and characterization, different powers, and most imporatantly- condemned by the writing, even if the people in the story itself don't because his daddy is richer than god and he can get away with it in that little world- but at least I, the writer, will make sure his actions are not romanticized by the narrator. Jason just sounds like the name of an asshole, I knew a lot of entitled my daddy is rich Jasons in high school... (Sorry Jason Todd/Red Hood lovers, I love him too, but the name fits him too well). So his name became Jason.

Chase

Chase is The Guy in the Chair, the superhero teammate that doesn't have superpowers but is a tech genius, and the character that has a lot of dark and deep struggles with his mental health and isolates and puts up walls instead of reaching out for help. He's inspired by the genre's not only lack of main characters and heroes with Cluster B disorders, but also almost exclusively gives them to villains and bad guys. Not to mention how much worse the phenomenon is when they're characters of color with Cluster B disorders. I'm just one person and Chase is just one character, but I do hope that his character can make a bit of a change in these genres, even if only small. Chase is a name that typically means 'to hunt' or 'to chase' but I chose it for him when I was 12 because it sounded like a perfect name for 'the green guy', aka the character that is heavily accociated with green. Chase also used to be a pasty white redhead, so I don't think I want to know more about my 12 year old self's thought process here XD.

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daughter-of-melpomene · 19 days

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🦣 + Audrey, please??

@dancingsunflowers-ocs 💖

Anything for you, dear Alexandra!! Also gonna tag the rest of the Glee gang: @luucypevensie, @ginger-grimm, @ginevrastilinski-ocs, and @manyfandomocs!! <3

A summer trip they think of fondly: The summer Audrey was seven, the first one after she moved in with her aunt, Coach Beiste decided to rent a cabin on the coast and took Audrey there for a week, wanting to give her something nice after all she’d been through. They spent that entire week swimming in the ocean, collecting shells, and sitting on the beach under the stars, and to this way it’s one of Audrey’s favourite memories.

Their favorite Disney princess: Absolutely Cinderella; she likes the lesson of her movie, that no matter how bad things might get, you will make it through if you remain kind and have hope.

The first song they would dance to with their partner at their wedding: I think she and Finn would agree on Chris Stapleton’s version of “You Are My Sunshine”.

If they have tattoos or piercings: Audrey isn’t the type of person to want anything but her ears pierced, and she doesn’t have any tattoos now, but she plans to get something to honour her aunt when she’s a little older, as well as a floral one.

The scariest moment in their life: The day her father was arrested when she was seven. The front door of their tiny house was kicked in and her father was dragged away in handcuffs while little Audrey screamed and cried and was held back from running after him, and there’s a part of her that’s never quite gotten over what she went through that day.

If they would break the law: It would definitely be the last resort if she did, since she is terrified of going to jail like her father, but if it was for a really good cause she could be persuaded to do some light theft or defacement of property.

Their favorite reality show (because everyone secretly has one): Any of the shows in the Real Housewives franchise. She finds them hilarious and ridiculous, so they’re usually her go-to when she’s feeling down or sick.

If they have a favorite chore: She actually really likes sweeping, mainly because she gets to pretend she’s Cinderella and sing “A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes” while she does it.

If they like being in pictures and what faces they make in them: She doesn’t always like being in pictures, or at least not formal ones, because the sight of herself in them can make her insecure, but she will never say no to a selfie with her friends and she’ll always have the biggest beaming smile in those.

If they get along with kids: Audrey gets along famously with kids! She has the coveted ability to get even the grumpiest kid to crack a smile, and shortly after moving becomes Lima’s most sought-after babysitter.

send me 🦣 + an oc!!

#asks about my ocs #oc: audrey beiste

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redlegumes · 1 year

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Cake

written for @steddiemicrofic prompt: cake wc: 311 | rated: t | cw: none | tags: twerk | AO3 link

Summary:

What kind of cake would get served at a small town gay-bar? The kind rockstar Eddie Munson can't take his eyes off of.

(*・ω・)ﾉ”┌iii┐♡

If Eddie wanted bodies, dancing up on each other, he'd go to a sex club. Dancing, as he preferred it, happened in a mosh pit. But the tour bus had stopped in a small town between Indianapolis and Chicago, and a quick Google showed the place had an actual gay-bar.

Why not... Maybe I'm missing something.

'Something's' name was Steve. Eddie zeroed in on his cherry lip gloss, Disney princess eyes, and athletic shorts the second he made it through the door.

His opening line was trash, but Steve's eyes still brightly bounced up and down Eddie's body.

"Hey sailor, you're not from around here."

"What gave it away?" Eddie leaned in. Steve even smelled pretty.

"Eh, this is kinda my spot." His shy smile at the admittance might as well have been Cupid's arrow, hitting Eddie square in the heart.

They chatted a while at the bar, learning each other's names, and flirting.

A song began blaring, louder than the tracks before it, over the speakers.

Eddie, turned his head and caught a few lyrics.

I came to leave with somebody

I only came for the cake

Steve rolled his eyes, held up one finger, and practically stomped into the middle of the dance floor. Some people crowded him, whooping, as he flashed that little smile at them. Steve abruptly lifted both hands above his head in a swift motion, as though it were obligatory. His elbows bent a bit, and those closest by him seemed to be striking similar poses, legs bent or backs arched. Then the audio chanted:

Cake, cake, cake

The dance floor erupted into twerking bodies.

The dj was saying some sort of happy birthday over the mic, but Eddie's hearing had been plunged under water. The only sense, still in full operation, were his eyes, glued to Steve. Steve shaking all that goddamn delicious cake.

（＾3＾）~♪

These are a genuine challenge for me, but I feel so triumphant when I get that word count down!!!

#eddie munson #eddiemunson #steddie #steve harrington #steveharrington #steve x eddie #ao3 fanfic #ficlet #microfic challenge #twerking #cake #(but cake means butt)#stranger things #gay #gay bar #queer fanfiction #i write things #steddie microfic #steddie microfic challenge

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chimi-cheese-fries · 23 days

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Hello~ I am here for our matchup exchange. Just in case, please tag me in a separate post instead of answering this ask.

You can call me Aurora and my pronouns are they/them.

I am 5'5, have brown eyes, pale skin with a yellow undertone and shoulder-length brown hair (dyed but it's not very noticeable unless under good lighting cause I didn't bleach my hair). Constant bedhead. I can't tell the difference between my brushed and unbrushed hair cause it's always messy. People have told me that I look unapproachable? It’s the rbf, ahem. I wear makeup sometimes. My fashion style tends to rotate between cutesy pastel clothes, alternative, and elegant/cool. Blue and black are my most worn colours. I would like to try bolder makeup looks and lolita fasion in the future.

I’m an INFP 4w5 cancer. I daydream a lot and tend to space out when I’m not talking to someone. I’m a true introvert, but I love to talk to certain people and about things I find interesting, like my fixations or a fun hypothetical situation. I'm also good at reading people (to the point where my brother thinks I can read people's minds). Purple represents me best as a colour.

I value my authenticity, creativity and emotional intelligence (I can’t say I’m really empathetic, but I listen to people when they need me to and I try to be there for them). But I am quite sensitive and emotional. I tend to remember events in which I was hurt easily. My friend would describe me as a jaded Disney princess because I daydream a lot and used to be idealistic as a kid but now I'm more of a realist/pessimist.

I was raised by parents who are both thinkers, so I find that I tend to think quite logically (when I'm not stressed) compared to my feeler friends. When interacting with my feeler friends, I can feel a stark difference in the way we think, haha. Not easily influenced by what's considered the norm (I don't like conformity much) and by extension social media.

Kins I relate to the most (75% and above of their character): Itoshi Sae, Michael Kaiser, Julien Loki, Shidou Ryusei (all from blue lock), Dazai Osamu (Bungo Stray Dogs), Rook Hunt, Floyd Leech, Jade Leech (all from Twisted Wonderland), Touya Todoroki/Dabi (My Hero Academia), Ivan (Alien Stage)

According to this personality classification system, I am a mint (I wholeheartedly agree). https://2-lines-and-a-circle.tumblr.com/post/692988945418633216/in-depth-description-on-flavors-mint

Hobbies: Reading, writing, and listening to music, psychoanalyzing people, looking for fanfiction with amazing writing styles (descriptions, vibes, the closer it reads like poetry, the better)

Likes: POETRY (I follow the web weave tag here and my favourite poet might just be Richard Siken), tofu (my favourite food), books (the genres I tend to read are thrillers, fantasy or sci-fi), no longer human (my favourite book), the travelling cat chronicles (my favourite comfort book), anime (mostly shounen, but I've watched some movies as well), personality typology (the closest thing I've had to a hyperfixation. my all time favourite is the enneagram, but I had astrology and MBTI phases), action or comedy movies, visiting cafes, looking at sunrises and sunsets. I have taken a liking to buying clothes and crochet items. Also sweet things. :D

Dislikes: Exercising, studying for subjects I'm not interested in, being forced to interact with people, having a sudden change in plans that I don't like, many foods (I am a very picky eater)

Love languages: Acts of service and quality time (giving), words of affirmation and acts of service (receiving)

I wouldn't be able to stand a SO that interrupts me when I'm talking (especially since I would never do the same to them) or is only interested in talking about themselves. I would like someone who's emotionally intelligent enough to deal with my moody self, haha.

Miscellaneous:

I climbed a mountain and ran a small marathon when I was 10.

I am good at academics. I was top of my class in primary school for 3 years straight. In high school, I was tied with one other person in my batch for the top spot.

Many people have called me pretty. Also complimented my handwriting, they say it's so neat it looks like computer print.

I don't like when people touch me most of the time. I like to touch them on my own terms. Like a cat.

Tend to get lost in new places. :’)

P.S. I have been seeing your dancing bear gif the entire time while writing this ask. Quite a cute and fun experience.

Blue Lock Matchup !

After reading the info you gave me, I immediately thought of…

Romantic Matchup : Hiori Yo | 氷織羊

You two are not exactly similar, but more so complementary.

Like you two would be on the same wavelength most of the time. You know the thing where you simply talk with eyes? Yeah, you do that.

A lot of your time spent together would be filled with comfortable silence, especially when he asks you to be his player 2.

Of course, you two have plenty of conversations. I wouldn’t say one if more of a listener than the other and vice versa. It’s a balance between the two of you.

You’re either both very quiet or really talkative around each other. There is no in between.

I wouldn’t say he has volatile emotions, but I think you’d be able to handle each other just fine. Like any other relationship, there are instances wherein you truly don’t see eye-to-eye. But you make up pretty quick.

You also spend a lot of time together, but while doing different things since you have different hobbies. For instance, he could be playing his game while you’re reading a book.

He says the sweetest things ever!

I think you both have a realist/pessimist outlook though at varying levels. It helps you relate to each other somewhat.

I think Hiori would dig your kind of look. Just a gut feeling of mine.

I see Hiori as more of a cat person, so I think that works quite well with your personality! Sometimes he’s annoyed a bit by it, but at the same time, he finds it oddly endearing.

While both of you might seem indifferent on the surface, you’re both actually quite sensitive. It helps make the relationship easier because you can empathize with each other better. You understand and comfort one another the best.

Sibling Matchup : Bachira Meguru | 蜂楽廻

Bachira would probably the more cheerful older brother who tries to get you out of your comfort bubble.

He can be so pushy sometimes which leads you to fight a lot. And he simply laughs it off every time.

When you two are together, he's usually the one speaking for the both of you or he's the one first approached by people. Everyone is surprised at first to know that you two are siblings.

He's a bit of a daydreamer too, but it annoys you when he tries to relate to you.

He talks off your ear a lot, but there's not much you can do to stop him. But sometimes you do admit that what he's saying is interesting and you actually listen. To some extent, you do care about the stuff he likes to talk about even if you don't show it as much.

Bachira likes to play jokes on you and prank you a lot. There were times when he went overboard, but he apologized profusely afterwards.

He's impressed by your love and knowledge of poetry. He asks you to recite some for him which you do (reluctantly). It makes him so proud.

Since you're directionally challenged, Bachira takes it upon himself to guide both of you through places you visit together.

#blue lock #blue lock matchup #🐻‍❄️ - matchups #hiori yo #bachira meguru

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