#my favourite employee oc

[cokecats74]

FINALLY MADE THE COMIC!! Based on @enderpearlll​ ‘s fanfic “My Favorite Employee” , enjoy!!

his ass did NOT get the job 

[idk-zome-emo-furryxd]

HELP I REALIZED I MADE THE ARMS TO BIG- oh well to late know this is my 'My favorite employee' oc its by @enderpearlll I might re-design later, he doesn't look fucking 40 years old to me- anywa I might eep after this SCREAMS AND RUNS AWAY

[stardewey]

Normal I don’t like Yandere stuff

But

My Favorite Employee is an exception

( I made some art for it, though I used two oc I made for Spooky Month- the one in mask is named Jacob and the employee is named Delilah )

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[reallyromealone]

Title: ghost in the shell

Fandom: none applicable

Characters: ghost oc

Fic type: story

Pairings: ghost x male reader

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, OC insert, angst, ghost original character, no name for OC

Notes: :)

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(Name) Remembered everything.

Did you know he died 1,485 times? He did.

Though he always stood back up and coughed out a bullet or puked out poison, it was hard to kill death after all and everytime he got to do his favourite party trick of truly striking the fear of death into someone's soul.

Or killing them.

But hey, they killed him first.

"The god of death, doing puzzles" a voice chuckled beside him and (name) turned to his spectral boyfriend who floated beside him casually "says the person who did puzzles with me when they walked this planet" (name) said simply as he put another piece in, this was their norm. (Name) Enjoyed his ' retirement ' until he got bored in 100 year or two weeks, it depended on his mood.

"You really abuse those reapers" the ghost teased and (name) snorted "they have benefits and one month vacation not to mention Excellent pay" (name) knew how hard the job of a reaper could be and he made sure his employees were compensated as such, living so long he had a pretty diamond nesting egg.

The two went about their day like this, cooking and cleaning and going about life.

(Name)s spectral loved was his everything, his reason to keep going... He loved him more than anything.

"I wonder when I'll go to the bright place..." Words that always broke (name) with guilt...

Because he was the reason he stayed.

(Name) Had the ability to keep someone bound to the mortal realm with him and he chose the love of his life, it was selfish and monsterous of him.

"One day... My moon" (name) said softly as they finished the puzzle, the sound of the television playing as the ghost watched his dramas.

Guilt always ate at him, it was cruel and unfair to bind him to this realm when he had people waiting for him...

It was late as the ghost slept on the couch, be didn't need too but it passed the time, (name) crouched before him "I'm sorry my love..." He whispered before kissing him sweetly and watching him open his eyes confused as his body glowed "babe-- what's going on?!" He asked worried and (name) smiled at him "it's time baby..."

"B-but I won't have you! I don't want to be there without you!"

"I'll be there soon enough... Just keep the bed warm for me"

"No! This isn't fair I don't want to be without you!" He sobbed as he reached to (name) as his body lifted up and their fingers connected "I love you" (name) whispered and the last thing he heard was "don't leave me alone"

But (name) was the one who was alone.

He was always alone.

Because he decided he could no longer be selfish.

[sunshine-theseus]

White Noise | Alessia Russo x trans-masc. OC

Word Count: 1.6k Summary: Being trans masc. can be hard but Alessia will always be there for you – also the request did say trans masc., not trans man, so I hope this is what you wanted! I’m so sorry if it isn’t😭 I can adjust it to be. Warnings: dead naming and use of wrong pronouns, not really a warning but just stating that Calum uses they/he pronouns Request for - @sky-the-trans-guy00 - i really hope this is good!

“Are you sure you don’t need me to come with you?” Alessia’s arms wrap around my waist as I brush out my hair.

“It’s just a haircut Lessi, I’ll be okay.” I turn around and look her in the eyes.

“But last time they were pieces of shit and ruined it. You ended up buzzing it and I’m sorry to break it to you, but you do not have the head shape to be bald” I give her a faux offended look but laugh.

“This place is run by a non-binary person. And most if not all their employees are trans or queer. Plus, you have training.” She groans and her head falls into my chest.

“Fine. But call me if you need anything.” I lean down to kiss her lips before ushering her out, so she isn’t late, again.

~~~~~

The haircut goes well, something only few people understand is so important to me, and I decide to visit Alessia at training. She’s been begging me to come with her for months, but I’ve been too nervous about how her teammates will be view me to ever go through with it.

I sign in with the lady in reception, who calls Lessi to take me to the locker room before they head to the gym. I rub my sweaty hands against my jeans, but Alessia slips her smaller one into my own, rubbing her thumb back and forth against the back of my hand.

“Your hair looks good.” Her blue eyes shine as she smiles up at me, reaching with her other hand to run it through the newly cut locks.

“You think? It’s not too feminine?”

“Not at all! I can’t believe you went with blue instead of red though, they’re all going to think you’re a Chelsea fan.” Alessia stands on her tippy toes to kiss me before opening a door, letting shouts and… questionable singing, ring throughout the halls.

She grabs my hand again and pulls me into the busy room. Everyone stops talking as the door slams closed again and all eyes fall onto us. I cower slightly next to Alessia, but she wraps her arm around me and says

“Girls! This is my partner I’ve been telling you about! Calum, these are the girls.”

“Yo, your hair looks fucking awesome dude!” an Irish accent is the first to break the silence between the 20+ bodies.

“I told them to go red, but they insisted blue was cooler.”

“You’re not a Chelsea fan are ya? Cause then we’ll have problems.” Lotte, the one person I did know, jokingly asks me.

“I promise it’s just my favourite colour. I’m a Gooner through and through.” A group of laughs echoes throughout the room and I chuckle with them.

“Are you joining us for gym?” Less pokes me in the side.

“No, I just wanted to come say hi. Show off my super awesome new hair.” I kiss her goodbye and am halfway out the door before another voice calls out.

“Wait! We’re having a team + partner dinner tomorrow after training. You down?” I look at Alessia then back at the room of her teammates.

“Uhh sure! Yeah I’ll be there.”

~~~~~

“What’s the dress code for this dinner?” I ask Alessia as we lay curled up in bed, neither wanting to make the move to get up as the sun slowly brightens in the sky.

“Semi-formal. You can wear that cute button up with the flower pattern I got you! It matches the dress I’m going to wear.”

“Sounds perfect.” I kiss her on the nose before groaning as I roll out from under the covers and get up.

I make us both breakfast before she leaves for training, and I take some time to myself before having a zoom meeting with my team to discuss our project.

And then I get a call from someone I hadn’t planned on hearing from ever again. I hadn’t seen or heard from my older sister in 4 years. I tended to avoid any family gatherings if I knew she’d be there and had removed her from all social media and my contacts, a call is the pinnacle of unexpected. So I leave it to ring, face down on my desk, as I look through the closet for an outfit for tonight’s dinner.

An hour or so later, Alessia rushes through the door, kicking off her shoes and dropping her bag at the door. She barrels into our room and beelines to the closet.

“Whoa what’s got you in a rush? We don’t have to leave for another 2 hours.”

“No no, I texted you. We had to move it up an hour. You didn’t see it?”

“I haven’t looked at my phone in like 3 hours I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, but you gotta get changed. Like now.”

We both rush to get into our outfits and get out the door in time, Lessi giving up on putting on her heels as we walk to the car, opting instead to put them on when we arrive.

“I’m so excited to meet the girl’s partners and show you off. Lia’s bringing her new girlfriend she won’t stop talking about.” I just smile, taking her hand in my spare one, the other clinging to the wheel as we wait at a light.

“You look so handsome too. I told you this shirt was the go-to.”

“You look beautiful.” I park the car and race around to help her out.

We make our way into the restaurant, spotting the group from the door. We’re almost at the table when I stop abruptly in my tracks, jerking Alessia back with me. Why the fuck is she here?

“Cal? What’s wrong?” my mouth gaps open and closed but I don’t get the chance to come up with a reply.

“Bella! Oh my god what are you doing here?” I feel the colour drain from my face as my older sister pulls me into hug.

I’m frozen in place as she pulls back, a wicked smile gracing her face, and I can see everyone’s confused faces out of the corners of my eyes. There is a deadly silence that falls across the group/ My throat dries up as I try to reach for Alessia’s hand again.

“Bella? I thought his name was Calum?” Caitlin’s the first to speak up.

“Oh no her name is Bella. Calum is just a weird person she plays for attention.” That’s my breaking point.

“Oh, fuck off Tahlia! You’d think four years would be enough time for you to grow up. You’re still the piece of shit you always have been.” I hear some gasps, but no one makes a move to stop me.

“I’ve always been Calum; I’ve just had to pretend not to be because of miserable fucks like you who can’t fathom people being who they truly are. Just because your life isn’t working out doesn’t mean you get to ruin mine again.” A tear pricks at the corner of my eye.

“Non-binary isn’t even a fucking thing! And they/them is fucking stupid you’re not multiple people.”

“It’s good to know you wouldn’t be able to pass a first grade English test. You never were that smart.” Tahlia’s fist comes swinging but a hand that most certainly isn’t my own stops it right before it hits me.

“You need to leave, and never come back. Never talk to Calum or any of us ever again.” Katie shoves Tahlia towards the door and she stomps her foot, looking at Lia expectantly.

“You’re just going to let them talk to me like that!?”

“Uhh, yeah. I think I will.” She stomps her foot again before turning and running out.

I let out a sigh and my shoulders sag in relief. Alessia pulls me to sit down at the table between her and Katie’s girlfriend.

“Are you ok?” I nod, leaning my head on top of her own as the others take their seats again.

“That was fucking wild.”

“I’m so sorry Calum. I had no clue she was your sister, or that she was insane.” Lia gives me an apologetic look, but I smile reassuringly at her.

“It’s not your fault, she’s a good manipulator, always has been. She’ll tell you what you want to hear to get close then show her true colours.”

“Hey, you don’t have to answer this but how do you identify? Because I’ve been calling you dude a lot.” I chuckle at Manu before answering.

“I’m non-binary trans masc., they/he pronouns. I don’t mind being called dude of whatever, just absolutely no feminine terms please.” Everyone nods in agreement, and it doesn’t take long for conversation to continue on between everyone.

I’m talking to Katie’s girlfriend, the owner of a small book café, when Alessia tugs on my sleeve. I excuse myself before turning to her, the overhead lights reflecting in her stormy blue eyes and making her freckles prominent.

“I’m so proud of you.” I kiss her softly.

“I love you.”

“Hey hey! No smooching at the dinner table please.” Everyone laughs and I flush red.

~~~~~

A week later I find myself in the Coloney changing room again, surrounded by sweaty bodies preparing for gym once again.

Instead of leaving as they slowly trickle out, I follow behind Alessia. It takes five minutes for me to start being teased by Katie for blushing as I watch Lessi work out, her biceps very prominent as she lifts the weights.

It takes me another five minutes to swiftly walk over to Alessia after she finally drops the weights, and kiss her passionately, before swiftly exiting, blush burning my cheeks. It may take a completely new hair colour to persuade me to make an appearance at training again.

[lixenn]

OCtober 2024 day 1: fav OC

To no ones surprise my favourite is my main guy Daniele Costa aka Chief because let's be real here I can talk about him for ages. I love Dave to bits but Chief was my first proper OC for a fanfic and I'm most familiar with him. He accompanied me through tough times (aka thesis hell) and through him I was able to meet you guys! And I love you all to bits! So Chief is my dude! My tired bean that is in desperate need of a vacation and a nap (I think he might also be my fav because I relate to him so much lmao).

I made the drawing but I've also written a snippet where I used @zoroara's OCtober prompt day 1: foamy as a writing prompt (just so people are aware: I'm sticking to the #bweirdoctober prompts for this year but I had this snippet pre-written for ages and I don't wanna just let it let it rot in my documents. So I hope it's alright that I add this here 👉👈)

@myrmyrtheorca have Sam :)

The washroom looked like a bomb exploded in it. Foam everywhere, floor just one big puddle of water, one wall absolutely riddled with suspicious cracks and the washing machine was smoking like chimney in a frosty winter. At this point Dan feared stepping into the room just in case the ceiling would fall on his head.

He pinched his nose, once again regretting well … every single choice that brought him to this moment.

“Why?”

His question resembled more of a plea for divine intervention than an actual inquiry.

Why indeed.

Why is he awake at - he checked his watch - way-too-fucking-early o’clock? Why is he dealing with this? Why did he ever decide to work for the Varia? Once again, why is he awake right now?

“Ummm…”

He turned to his subordinates who had grouped themselves together in a trembling pile, which probably functioned as some form of moral support.

Dan narrowed his eyes at the pile not bothering to find out who actually spoke up.

“Well,” he said, tapping his foot. “Why am I here?”

A panicked and telepathic exchange of looks followed to determine which poor schmuck would need to answer his question. In the end Sam - four months, cleaning crew, allergic against bees - was shoved to the front like a sacrificial lamb. She was certainly shaking like one.

Honestly, it’s not like he will eat them. Unlike Vlasta he had standards for what entered his mouth.

Dan raised his eyebrow at the woman who clearly wished for the ground to swallow her whole.

“I am waiting.”

Her eyes skittered around the room steadily avoiding his gaze until they eventually focus on the broken washing machine. Resigned, she slumped into herself.

“The washing machine blew up.”

“Clearly,” Dan said, his tone the only dry thing in the entire room. “This doesn’t answer my question.” He stepped closer to his subordinate, placed a finger under her chin and lifted her face until she was caught directly in his piercing stare.

“Tell me, Sam, why has Varia’s Chief of Staff been dragged out of bed to deal with one. Singular. Destroyed. Room?”

To her credit Sam did neither break eye contact nor did she start crying. However, her skin took a rather ashen parlour and if she bit her lip any harder there would be blood dropping down her chin.

“I- we- ummm…” she stuttered, trying to come up with some excuse that would save this situation.

Dan simply waited. And waited. And waited some more. In the end the silence dragged on for too long and Sam looked one second away from a panic attack, so he came to the conclusion that his last lecture of being kept in the loop had backfired on him. Apparently, his employees took the subject matter so much to heart and are now running to him in a panic for the most trivial of matters.

Time to correct that misconception.

He let go of Sam and addressed the hoard in its entirety.

“I was told it was emergency. Do you know what I qualify as an emergency?” He didn’t give them an opportunity to answer and started counting off incidents on his fingers. “Any of the assassin's going on a rampage. The castle actively burning down. PoisonChem messing with the water supply again. Or God forbid, my coffee supply mysteriously vanishing. You know what isn’t included on that list? Property destruction so minor it doesn't even make a dent into our repair budget.”

He crossed his arms, his whole being screaming displeasure and disappointed in all of their decision making skills. “Now, you are going to clean up this mess.” One of the newbies in the hoard furrowed his eyebrows, rebellion clear on his face.

Well, we can’t have that.

Dan clicked his tongue. “I will hear no argument. Apparently you weren’t able to deal with this yourself, since you deemed my presence a necessity. Well, here I am, giving you the orders you needed. Sort this out, get the Reps for the wall and ask Logistics if they have a spare washing machine on hand.” His words were met with frozen bodies and blank stares. “Did I fucking stutter? Move it!”

What followed could only be described as productive chaos which was an accurate summary of day to day happenings of Varia Housekeeping. It involved a lot of swearing, whacking people with brooms and the occasional breakdown about the horror of the week. How any cleaning gets done in this process was a mystery to Dan, but he will not argue with the results (unless the results are sloppy in which case he will make arrangements).

He turned to leave, fully intending to crawl under his blanket again. But before fully exiting the room, he looked back once more.

“And Sam?”

“Y-yes?”

“I want a full report on the culprits of this mess. Have it on my desk on Tuesday.”

“Tuesday!” she squeaked. “But Chief, it’s Monday!”

His smile was neither kind nor particularly nice. “Better hurry then.”

[sporklebm]

OC-TOBER DAY 1 FAVOURITE OC

Needs no introduction, my behated- I MEAN, beloved, Sporkle :3 - my sona, usually a catgirl, but a furry for this post!! Usually just a stand-in for myself, but she does have a 'backstory' involving her shenanigans living a double life as a glassblower/crockery store employee by day and a 'dream seller' by night :]

I intend to use the sticker version as a little add-on for future announcements/notes or stuff, but to my friends - feel free to slap them infront of any atrocity/crime scene you can think of, it would be so funny lmao. shout out to ghozt for this btw

[kaledya]

Bonjour. Guess who returned!!

I saw your post on how you can't really draw at the moment because of your back, I hope you'll be back at your thing soon ❤️

But to the questions, mainly about side characters:

1) I am curious about Mammon's daughter's character in further detail. Did you come up with a name yet? You said we could compare her to Charlotte from Princess and the frog in her sassiness and general demeanour, but is she really a bad person like her father or is she actually a good girl? How would she react if she found out (unless she knows) how Mammon treats his employees, mainly Fizzarolli (unless his character history changed in Sinners Symphony), for example Mammon threatening Fizz after announcing he's quitting his job? And lastly, what is her relationship with her "cousins" and "uncles/aunties"?

2) I was thinking about Bee's son, mainly about who's the father? I mean, since Beelzebub is currently dating Tex (unless she isn't dating him in Sinners Symphony), is he his father or not? If he isn't (which, Let's be real, I guess he isn't) what does he view him like, unless he doesn't know about him. What is his relationship with his mother like? Depending on the answer to the previous question, who was his real father and where is he now? What did Bee's son think about this? And lastly, do you have a name for him and again, what is his relationship with his "cousins" and "aunt's/uncles"?

3) What else could Belvedere (my precious favourite side OC of yours) do? We know he's a butler, and a good one for sure, and a teacher/nun for the royal offsprings, but where else his capabilities may lay? I doubt this is all he can do, perhaps he is more like Alfred than we thought?

Is the picture above accurate to reality? (Please be true please be true XD)

I just really want to see more of Hell's Alfred Belvedere in the future

4) Recently we have been revealed that there isn't such a fool that would fight Constantine. But let's say there would be a sinner that would be brave enough (or perhaps have nothing to lose?) to stand up against him for their honest opinion, for example speaking out what they think about his cold logic at the expense of his feelings and lack of empathy, and how they disagree with it (let's say based upon their experience in human life), perhaps even mock it. How would he react?

I just hope you'll get alright, and I will continue to watch your career with great interest.

Have a nice day/night, and may we meet again

Richard

Her name is Monet her nickname is Mone (I hate you Mammon) this name meaning wealty protector.

She's truly her father's girl, but

I can't call him completely bad. So let's look at it this way, she is the daughter of a sin and one of the most noble beings in hell. Why would someone like this treat imps well or respect them? Imps are beings located almost in the lowest layer of hell and have short lives. Monet grew up being taught that she was far superior to them In other words, she does not build the sets for evil, she does not think that what she does is wrong.

And in the scene where Fizz swears at mammon and quits, Monet took her father's side

"How dare that imp insult a Sin, even though my Dad spent his precious time for him!?

Monet even goes on stage and tells Fizz this

"I don't know what you think about your relationship with my uncle, but all you have your worthless body, you'll grow old and die, and all that's left will be my poor, heartbroken uncle."

""If you ask me, if you really loved him, you wouldn't put him through this pain."

Monet is really sassy and outspoken, but technically she's telling the truth here. Sins are immortal beings and 50 or 100 years is a very short time for them.And yes, according to Monet, Fizz is a pet. After all, you love your pet very much, but you know that it will die before you.And here Monet really doesn't want her uncle to be sad or heartbroken.Even though Mammon has a bad relationship with Oz, Monet loves her uncle.

After what Monet said, when Oz talks to Monet, Monet thinks, "Did I say something wrong?"So she doesn't realize that what she says is bad.

____

2-His nickname is Wasp

Wasp's father was a hellhound and died of old age a long time ago.Wasp really loved his father and had a good relationship with him.

Wasp considers his mother's relationship with Vortex normal. Bee had not had a relationship for 150 years, and when she became lovers with Vortex, Wasp was happy for his mother.

He's not on bad terms with Vortex, they're not too close.

Bee and Wasp have a really good relationship. Wasp is already very similar to his mother and likes the same things, so they have a very close bond.

He and Charlie are close, kind of like the Wasp, the fun cousin who loves to party.And they both have the same level of high energy,That's why they get along so well.

Wasp and Monet, they love to spend good time together and have fun. So they're really on good terms.

Constantine does not like Wasp's attitude and finds him irresponsible and childish. Wasp likes to get on Constantine's nerves.

Wasp finds the Satan's daughter very serious and boring, and the Satan's daughter finds him annoying. But still, their relationship is not bad, they get together from time to time and spend time.

3- Belveder is Alfred in every sense

He is a great and very strong warrior and also a very knowledgeable person.Someone who has been loyal and served Lucifer for centuries, even when lucifer was at his worst.

Belvedere is someone who gets his strength directly from Lucifer, so he can fight against most nobles without any difficulty if he wants, and he never loses his gentlemanly air while doing so.

He doesn't have a family himself, but he cares for Constantine and Charlie as if they were his own children.

Even though he is a hell born who is not born as a noble race, he is someone who no one will show the slightest disrespect to, thanks to his current position.

4.It is very rare for Constantin to talk to a sinner. He rarely talks even to overlords. The mere thought that a sinner could talk to him is an insult to him; if that sinner shows even the slightest disrespect, he will die right there.

Constantine is the prince of Hell, but he is disgusted with sinners. How dare a sinner come and criticize him?Just for this reason, that sinner crosses his limits.And he gets punished for it.

But if that sinner speaks logically and Constantine thinks they are right, he will not kill him, he will listen the sinner, and if he thinks the sinner is smart enough to deserve an answer, he will answer. So if you're smart and talk logically, chances of survival are higher.

The reason for Constantine's patience and tolerance towards the sinners in the hotel is Charlie, Charlie's presence protects them, especially Alastor. Constantine may be a loving brother to Charlie, but he is very cruel to others.

Have a good day too!

[juaneloriginal]

I'm so LATE, god this is for @springbon-t-art Missing Coworkers event btw :3

this is my OC! her name is Obsidian but her friends call her "Lore" (don't ask why) she is Employee #027 and she is part of human resources she likes the bucket despite whatever she says She doesn't hate the narrator as much as you would think, she gets him, in a way, but she sometimes thinks he is stupid her pronouns are She/It and about favourite ending i think is "The Coward Ending" with the bucket, i'm not sure if a lot of people know that you can do that ending with the bucket she is originally black and white but i gave her colours for this occasion 😇 Fun fact:

she is from an omegaverse universe

[thatrandomfandomfan]

FNAF Oc for my own fan created restaurant (café). She is the owner/manager of Mitten's café, her name is Patience Woods.

>The café is a pet themed one with a Mitten the kitten, Puppy the parrot, Puppy the pup and Axel the Axolotl.

>Each animatronic has an unique background and nationality.

The café is open 24/7 and each employee is given their own unique uniform hoodie/jacket. Each jacket has the colour theme of whichever animatronic is the employees favourite and the employees name on the back in bold writing.

I hope you enjoy my little idea and have a lovely rest of the day/night.

[skellinore]

"Your Son Looks A Bit Odd..."

So... I've gotten sucked into this silly horror game for a while now. So you know what that means! I had to make an OC.

My favourite monster in this game is the Coil-head! They are so FINE! So I knew the first OC I had to make for this game had to be a Coil-head.

He was raised by Hoarding Bugs if you can't tell. Along side 50+ other of his Hoarding Bug brothers and sisters. He has all the mannerisms of a Hoarding Bug!

Anyways, meet... Chicken Jr! Or Wet Concrete! Or Ugly Splatter! But his preferred name is Sunnie!

Sonnie is a half-breed! His mother was a Coil-head, while his father was a Masked! Which explains his white spots on his body and his different facial features!

His name, Wet Concrete was one of his early memories that he remembers from his birth mother. Ugly Splatter was also another early memory he has of his birth father calling him, before throwing him away into a old broken trash compactor. Chicken Jr is from his adopted father, because he really loves chickens.

Sunnie is always seen with his other adopted brother, Snowpuff, The white Hoarding Bug. He's there to help bring whatever Sunnie finds back to treasure pile back home. Because Sunnie doesn't have hands.

Since Sunnie was raised by Hoarding Bugs, he doesn't behave like the rest of the Coil-heads. He'll approach and follow the company employees around whilst saying: "Yippie!" In a very broken and scary way. If nothing is given to him or if something is stolen from him, that's when he'll replace your head with a nice lovely coil!

Anyways! Here's a tiny messy comic of his adopted parents finding him!

[idk-zome-emo-furryxd]

PLEASE THIS IS THE LAST REDESIGN I SWEAR I'm not good a writing personalities so sorry if I didn't add much to him. also the wedding drawing was from a month ago I think? [@enderpearlll sorry I didn't tag you in the second redesign I was too nervous and just hoped you saw in while looking at the my favorite employee tag XP]

[samuraiondo-mace-1177]

Day 1: Favourite OC!

KIT CADDEL! (YIPPPEEE)

(thisss was without a colour picker for Yagami like months ago, so I apologise for bro's light ass skin tone - his ass is tan, bro. I at least fixed it with my newer art)

For the non-Judgement fans, Kit is the character on the left.

So, Kit is a JJBA fandom OC that I made really early on into the fandom. The character since her creation has been my complete favourite. Just over every other OC. SHE. IS. THE. BEST.

Kit Caddel is a British/"Welsh" stand user. (Her British mother cheated on her Welsh husband, with an Italian man. Resulting in Kit actually being British/Italian). She was a foreign exchange student at Jotaro's school. First encountering Kakyoin back in Egypt, when he met Dio, Kit decided to help Jotaro when she saw him interact with Kakyoin. After Part 3, she works for Rohan. Rohan only allowed her to work for him due to his intrigue with Kit being "The Man Who Erased His Name™" and her posh ass influential British family.

A lot of her character has been worked on at separate points of my life.

Part 3 is like 12/13 year old me, so I don't really wanna show off that era of the character.

Part 4 is based on more depressing characters + personal depression. Resulting in her giving off the energy of a 30 year old man w/a mortgage and a retail employee (I am neither of those things)

I even wrote my own Light Novel for Kit and Rohan, going into a more intense look into her backstory + her family dynamic. Also expanding on her dynamic with Rohan.

Alot of her part 5 onwards personality is reflected in Asahi Ito (my RGG oc), so I won't show her off that often. Altho, that makes sense for a self-insert.

Due to her being a MASSIVE comfort OC and vent OC, she is reserved as my favourite OC. I honestly don't think any OC will top the bond I have with her 🫶🫶🫶

[starlightshadowsworld]

I'm so unapologetically proud of The murder of Sonic the hedgehog.

Because it sounds so bizarre that I didn't think it was real.

And it works.

Everyone felt in character while playing another role.

Shadow genuinely trying to pretend to be a locksmith, being suspicious and the resolution is sweet.

I didn't know I needed Espio as a poet.

Or to go on a heist with Rouge.

It was a fun light hearted idea but they also weren't afraid to hint that hey... Maybe we did kill Sonic 👀.

Like for the whole game I was just like no... But... Hmmm...

The plot conclusion made sense.

And it was nice sending time with these characters that we love in such a silly little scenario of a murder mystery.

Playing as an oc who's an anxious minimum wage employee on his first day, amazing.

It's unironically one of my favourite Sonic games.

And honestly I hope we get more gems like this.

You can just tell it was made with love and attention.

They knew it was absurd and ran with it anyway.

As you should like just be werid, be silly and don't forget who you are inside.

[hoe4fiction]

One Piece x Black Butler crossover (?)

A/N: I have not written on tumblr in ages and thought it was time to start again. This is inspired by this weird dream I had recently; I just really needed to write it down. I have been trying to catch up on One Piece - just finished Water 7 and Enies Lobby- and I also fucking love Black Butler, so I suppose that is what triggered this fever dream. It's 2nd pers POV and total trash but wtv. English is not my first language.

Tags: all platonic, fluff, angst (there's a natural disaster happening in the background), OC ig?

Buckle up it's gonna be confusing as hell.

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Years away in a distant future or just a fucked up different dimension, in a skyscraper-filled city, you're chillin on the couch in your apartment at the very top of a huge building. It's a beautiful morning, the sun is shining and people go about their day unbothered. You're relaxing on the couch watching your favourite show, your mom is cooking some chicken in the open space kitchen, your dad's working on his laptop at the dining table and your younger sister is probably texting her friends. At your feet lays a beautiful black cat, Salem, he's napping comfortably, while your other cat Shaggy - an orange tabby looking like he just got struck by lightning - is trying and failing miserably to distract your mom so he could steal some cut-up chicken. Cuddling into you is Oscar, a grey Irish wolfhound who thinks he's still small enough to climb into your lap.

Suddenly, an emergency broadcast takes over the TV. A reporter in a grey suit is standing in front of a map of the city. "To all citizens, we have gotten reports of a massive influx of water coming from the nearby islands. Powerful waves the size of skyscrapers and huge floods are expected to hit the city this afternoon. We advise all citizens to evacuate immediately to the station port. Stay safe!"

Hurriedly, you get the cats in their carrier, get Oscar's leash and start packing. Just throwing whatever clothes you think you'll need in a suitcase, stuffing another one with books and mangas and taking a small backpack with snacks. With your family, you make your way outside to the rooftop where a car on a rollercoaster track awaits you. After many twists and turns through the city, finally arriving at the station, you meet with your best friend. They're alone, only their adorable golden retriever by their side. As a train station employee takes all your bags, you notice you're suddenly also alone with only your pets. People are embarking on the sea train, an old late Victorian-looking model that can also travel on water. How that is possible, you do not question it.

As you get on, your friend notices that you have next-door compartments. They offer to take the cats and enter their cabin. As you make your way to yours, you notice that Oscar is getting excited, like he can sense someone familiar inside the 6-seater cabin. He looks adorable tippy tapping in front of the door, his tail wagging happily. Smiling, you take off his leash and open the compartment door. Was it your family your dog was so happy to see? Nope. Inside the compartment, opposite each other next to the window, there sits on your left, Sebastian in his usual butler fit and on your right Ciel Phantomhive in a dark blue suit (you know the one). Oscar rushes in and basically throws himself at Sebastian, excitedly slobbering his face in saliva. Sebastian looks distraught and gently tries to get the dog to settle down. Ciel just seems bored out of his mind. You greet them and get Oscar out of the demon's face. He just turns around and tries to nuzzle his little nose into Ciel's legs begging for pats. Begrudgingly, Ciel accepts his fate. You put away your backpack and settle next to Sebastian, while casually having a conversation with the duo. Something about how things have been lately, about Ciel's business, and whatever crazy cases they have had since you last saw them. By now, Oscar has settled down at Ciel's legs and is napping peacefully.

There is a knock on the door and it opens to a giggly Undertaker in a long coat and his silly-looking hat. He's carrying a small leather bag. After greeting each other, he sits down on Ciel's side next to the door and takes off his hat. Sebastian jokes about him potentially packing zombies again. There's another giggle from Undertaker.

In the next-door compartment, your friend is in quite a predicament. They're sitting at the window minding their own business just crocheting some blanket. In front of them, Nami is trying to enjoy a good book while Luffy snacks and rambles on about some weird bug he found earlier. Zoro is sitting next to his captain napping and Sanji is trying to flirt with your friend. It's actually quite pathetic really cuz you're friend is not even listening, they have earphones in. Poor boy.

--time-skip--

Back in your compartment, Ciel has laid down on the bench trying to get some sleep, Sebastian is staring out the window, while you and Undertaker chat and braid each other's hair.

In your friend's compartment, Luffy has finally fallen asleep, and Nami is still trying to enjoy her book. Your friend is also asleep. Shaggy (the orange cat) is lazying about inside their carrier. Salem is discreetly trying to get the cage door open.

--another time-skip--

Rain started pouring outside. The train is steadily approaching the port where it's gonna switch to travelling on water for the last half of the journey. You have fallen asleep, head in Sebastian's lap as he is absentmindedly playing with your hair (very out of character of him lol). The Undertaker moved back to his spot and is hunched over with his head on the wall next to the door snoozing away.

The train rattles for a second. As a result, Sanji accidentally kicks Zoro awake and they start fighting. Salem has managed to get out of the cage and has made his way out of the compartment without being noticed (smart af cat). He climbs next to you and just threateningly stares at Sebastian. The cat's eyes get this weird glint for a second, Sebastian's eyes shining red in retaliation. Then the cat just casually nuzzles next to your head.

Shouting from the other cabin wakes you up. There's a loud crash in the hall and Salem slips away and climbs on Undertaker's lap to continue their nap. The door opens to a red-faced Sanji and a disgruntled Zoro. "Nami kicked us out..." Sanji introduces himself and Zoro to the butler and sits down next to you. Zoro grumbles annoyed and goes to enter the cabin but gets stuck in the doorway because of his swords. After fumbling about for like a good minute, he eventually sits across from you in between a now sleeping sitting-up Ciel and a cat-cuddling Undertaker. He mumbles something and goes back to his nap. Sanji curses him softly in French and then moves his attention to you and the others. He pulls out his cigarette and lighter. "Oh, I'm sorry. Is it ok if I smoke here?" Sebastian goes to answer but you beat him to it. "No actually. Sorry. The kid's got asthma." Sanji nods and puts away his cigarette. Casual conversation ensues.

--time-skip--

Officially having begun travelling on the ocean, everyone decides to stretch their legs a bit and move to the dining car for some lunch. The storm has picked up outside. Everyone sits at this huge booth next to the window, Luffy stuffing his face as usual, Zoro and Nami sharing a drink and the Black Butler trio sipping some tea. It's quite a weird scene. Seeing 2 people dressed in normal everyday clothes, 4 pirates and 3 Victorian gentlemen. Despite the weirdness, you seem to be enjoying yourself. Outside, in the distance, you spot the Sunny sailing in the same direction.

Out of nowhere, there is a loud boom. The car rocks violently and lights start flickering. Everything goes black...

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And that's when I woke up...

This was probably one of the weirdest but also most vivid of my dreams as of late. If you got through to the end, thank you for reading this nonsensical wild ride. Who knows, maybe this whole thing will get me to start actually writing again.

Stay safe out there!

[carrlyn-stan]

'Kids these days...'

Pairing|| N/A, Hades!Daugther!OC

Summary|| Holly was tasked to check on Percy, Annabeth, and Grover. She gets bored while their doing something in Denver, and wanders into a mall

W.C|| 1.2K

Warnings|| the bratty Sephora kids, yeah.

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Sitting in the table across from Percy was driving Holly insane. Today she had committed one tragedy, having to confront Ares in front of the sassiest kid on the planet. That's not actually the tragedy. The tragedy was being found out by the sassiest on the planet. When Holly's sent out to 'protect' these kids, she is explicitly told not to talk, or reveal herself to them. She had followed this rule to a tee every quest prior, why'd she have to be so dumb now?

Holly picked at a last fry on her plate. She placed down ten dollars on the table and disappeared out of the diner. She was now stuck with nothing to do as those children still sit in the homestyle restaurant.

She walks down the sidewalk, looking at all the 'fun' things to do. Holly hadn't been let out of the camp to do much of the fun teenagery things to do. When she walked her way around to a local mall, it piqued her interest.

Holly pushed open one of the doors to the larger building. She was greeted with cooler air compared to the outdoors. She was reminded of something the god had told her earlier.

'Live your own teenage life for the last seven days that you can,' Ares had told Holly when she mentioned that she wasn't going to be a child in seven days. Holly entered into a giant hallway with stores.

She weaved down one way looking into several of the stores. Holly stopped at one that some campers had told her about. The store was called Sephora. She wanted to know more about one of her campers favourite stores.

She looked around the store before finding a skin care/ sunscreen section. Holly looked at the massive selection. With her godly lineage, she was much paler than half of the camp's population. Holly bit her lip, looking at her extremely pale wrist. She might have needed a stronger sunscreen.

Holly looked at the small price tags before taking a sunscreen in her hands. She scanned the back of the bottle, looking at each of the ingredients. She set the bottle back onto the shelf.

She grabbed a SPF 30 with a bit of bronzer in it. Holly, the more sheltered, shy teenager (as Luke called her) didn't really know what a bronzer was.

"Umm... Are you gonna buy that?" A smaller scoff came from beside her. Holly cocked her head to the side and down. The young girl looked no older than ten.

"I'm not sure, I need to think about it," Holly smiled at the girl.

"Well, I don't think you should, you look like you never go outside," the girl scowled. "Plus, it's the last of the drunk elephant."

"I mean I probably will get it. I use a 70 right now," Holly looked back at the product.

"You actually go outside?" The girl raised her eyebrows.

"Yeah, I work at a summer camp, I'm outside everyday," Holly stepped away a little. She looked back at the girl, and left that area to find an employee. She felt two small eyes glaring at her back.

She turned around to see the girl still looking at her.

"Hi! Are you doing alright?" an employee asked Holly.

"Yeah, no, yeah, I'm doing good. I have a question, what will a bronzer do for me?" Holly looked at the employee. She looked back toward the child.

"A bronzer will just give you a little bit of a glow. Make you a little more tan," the employee smiled.

"And does the lower SPF protect my skin as much?" Holly looked back toward the worker.

"It doesn't protect as well as, like a 60, or 70, but it still prevents against burns. Personally I find I tan better. I think that if you were to get a 30, you'll tan quicker than most, you might not need the bronzer."

"Thank you so much," Holly smiled, looking back at the name tag.

She walked back over toward the sunscreen area. She picked up the other 30 sunscreen she was looking at. She compared the backs as the girl spoke up. "Are you going to buy something?"

"I think I am," Holly placed the bronzer back onto the shelf. The girl flocked to the product, snatching it off the shelf. Holly stared at the girl. "You should pray that the gods don't take their wrath out on you, you know."

"Gods? Like Jesus and God? Because last I checked there is only one god," Holly looked at the girl like she was uneducated. Holly's dark hair followed the pattern her face.

"No, like the Greek gods. Mr. D, the three kindly ones, Hermes?" Holly stared at the girl.

"Those aren't real, that's why they're mythology. And I'm pretty sure Hermes is a disease."

"Hermes is actually gonna be pissed," Holly muttered.

"Did you just say a bad word?," Holly shook her head and walked toward the tills. Three people behind her was the girl. She was spewing off to her mom about Holly.

When Holly reached the till, she offered an older lady with more items to pass in front of her. She never knew if a random stranger was a god testing her.

After letting a few other people pass her, she came head to head once again.

"That's her mom, the girl that said the bad word and the crap about god! I bet she can't even pay for the drunk elephant!"

"Have you ever heard the 'myth' of Baucis an Philemon? A summary goes that Zeus, the kindly one, and Hermes, the messenger god, went around disguised asking for a place to stay. Denied by most, they came to a couple, they were poor yet allowed the gods in. After showing them hospitality, they were granted refuge with the gods, as the others in the town hadn't shown the gods hospitality, so they must destroy the village. Do you think you might know the moral of the story?" Holly spieled.

"I don't understand what you mean?" the girl looked up, she was even sassier than Persassy.

"Well, from what I have been taught, is that if you treat one kindly, even if they seem homely and poor, you can be spared from the wrath of the gods. For one is not always as they seem," Holly left to her register on that note. As the girl and her mother fought about the prices of her products, Holly laughed and payed the cashier with three twenty dollar bills.

"This is thirty dollars much," the cashier said. It was the same employee that helped her earlier.

"Oh is that not enough, you just helped me so much. Take another," Holly smiled, placing down another twenty. She took her sunscreen and left the store. The woman smiled, watching Holly leave. Holly smiled at the good deeds she'd done, and how she'd schooled a child.

As the family left the store Holly smiled at the girl, who was staring. Holly smirked before disappearing without a trace.