#oc deep delve

[silurisanguine]

OC character deep delve - Seren Jones

Questions originally from a post by Painted-Bees, but the post seems to have vanished. Luckily I'd kept my draft as i started answering so here they are in their entirety. I tag the Coemancer Crew as always and anyone who'd like to do this as i really found it helped flesh out my ocs as the questions ask things i hadn't thought about. This is for Seren Jones, my Starfield OC - See her original look, her look during her early Starborn days and her more settled self.

Under cut because there are 50 questions!

1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have? She loves her father Michael dearly. He helped give her a strong understanding for the need for education, but made learning fun, even in the most trying circumstances. She loves his enthusiasm for learning, but wishes he'd be more careful with his gambling. Though knows he is a secret card shark when it comes to poker!

2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have? She adores her mother Anne. Her mom was always the rock that held her family together even when they had to move from one planet to another. She was always there when Seren was upset, though she knows she got her emotional reactions to things from her mom too. As well as she thinks her empathic nature. She knows her mum hides it but now she is an adult she sees little tells and wishes her mum was more open about it. Once Starborn, she senses it clearly from the versions of Anne she brings herself to meet.

3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings? Thanks to the Colony war, it put a scupper on her parents wanting any more children, instead choosing to focus on Seren alone.

4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient? Her parents were pretty laid back with her growing up, never really needing to be strict with her as she was a quiet child who never really got into trouble, who enjoyed learning and kept to herself mostly.

5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered? She was protected as a kid, mainly at first from the war, as much as possible but when she moved back to Akila, she soon learnt about prejudice and resentment from others that was only made worse when they moved to New Atlantis again. Her parents may have been laid back with her, but were protective against those who tried to bully her.

6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child? Only ever affection from her parents.

7. What was the economic status of their family? She remembers them living in a large home in Midtown when she was little, then a modest apartment in New Atlantis, then when they moved back to Akila, the home was smaller in Mid town. Thanks to her father being a professor and her mom working for various businesses as PA, she never went without, but they tended to be modest with their income, just in case. It's why she was happy to help fund a nice central apartment for them when they retired to NA.

8. How does your character feel about religion? Her parents are both Enlightened, though not deeply involved and she is an atheist too, but doesn't subscribe to any system. She can respect other faiths until they start assuming she is like them or tries to push their beliefs on her. Now she is Starborn she knows there are things she doesn't understand, but still doesn't think a divine being created it.

9. What about political beliefs? She grew up Freestar and values freedom, but she also sees the theoretical benefits of the UC. Having grown up in both societies she sees the good and bad in both. Now she feels both systems need a major overhaul and redesign. Ones that care for all walks of life.

10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted? She has two degrees, one is starship design, the other business, so yes she is well educated. She wasn't street smart at first, but soon learnt to be once she became a whistleblower.

11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated? She knows she is smart and thanks to her empathic nature, can be manipulative. She hopes her compassionate morality tempers that.

12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations?

As above she can use words to manipulate people to her point of view. People have always considered her to have a 'silver tongue'. Being Starborn now and knowing how events usually play out makes it even easier for her.

13. Did they like school? Teachers? Schoolmates? She did a combination of virtual and in situ learning. She didn't enjoy early school as jumping from Freestar to UC then back, made her a target for kids from both sides. It wasn't until secondary school, where she had settled into Akila again, did she find at least some fair weather friends to make life less lonely. When she moved once again to UC space, she stayed with the school for a bit learning virtually so she'd be with people she knew, even if they were never close with her. Her teachers were alright, though she knew they also held prejudices against her, especially the UC teachers when they found she was educated in FC space. She often had to work to prove she was as educated as the rest of the students. Thankfully her father being an acclaimed professor himself, was often able to have a quiet word now and then with them and put that to rest.

14. Were they involved at school? Sports? Clubs? Debate? Were they unconnected? Not really. She did get involved in history club at one point as she was fascinated by Solomon Coe and how he started the FC, but she often argued with the teacher who ran it, who often was very biased against the UC for everything, which Seren knew wasn't accurate. Other than that she tended to keep to herself.

15. Did they graduate? High-School? College? Do they have a PHD? A GED? She graduated with honors in Business and starship design.

16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike? Currently? She doesn't have a set occupation. Each universe is so unique she has to adapt to them. Practically she is an explorer and adventurer...sometimes thief and smuggler: acts she does to survive. In the original universe she loved being part of Constellation and hopes to go back to that when the time..and universe are right.

17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When? She moved a lot with her parents between Akila and New Atlantis, as her father took what ever teaching jobs he could before, during and after the Colony war. When she as an adult turned whistle-blower against the company she worked for, she had to move around a lot whilst she was in hiding as a miner. She made the best of it, her explorer nature developed as part of it. Once she joined Constellation she travelled so much she lost count of the planets she visited. Now her travels take her to places she'd never though possible.

18. What did they find abroad, and what did they remember? That people are the same no matter what.

19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now? That when you think things are bad, they can get worse.

20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced? Oh boy...The fact the UC kept Vae Victis alive and he knew and used Terrormorphs? The fact Ron Hope was a traitor to the FC, that the UC created the Crimson Fleet in their vile treatment of prisoners. That the artifacts Constellation were collecting led to the multiverse! Just a few things...

21. What are your character’s manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate?

She is polite, but she is street-smart now and can get the feel for how to interact with people. That was how she was so good at going under cover with the CF for Sysdef. She doesn't have heroes, though her parents are close to that. She hates anyone who enjoys cruelty- The Hunter especially.

22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or 'ideal’ partner? She is close friends with Barrett and Andreja, as well as Vlad. Less so with Sarah, though she respects her. The love of her life is Sam, in all ways and forms. She never met someone who sparked joy in her life, like he did and still does.

23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex? A best friend, someone who understands them and supports them. She loves sex, the intimacy and connection with another person on that deep level. Thankfully she found a partner who was very into it too.

24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually? Reluctant leader in her original verse. She never wanted to take such a role in Constellation, and even though Sarah was the defacto leader, she often felt that she did more to run the group than Sarah did, when it came to the Artifacts at least. Now they play what ever they need to be to survive each new universe.

25. What are their hobbies and interests? She used to love ship building, and that will come back to her soon. she also loved decorating her homes and outposts. She enjoys weapon and spacesuit design as well as everything that comes with exploring.

26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance?

Her OG home in Akila was cosy as was her apartment in NA. She liked to mix the more rustic FC style with contemporary features. Clothing wise, she is smart practical, favouring darker colours. Her hair was originally dyed silver grey, but she's since been dark turquoise blue and now sporting deep purple.

27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality? She like to wear darker makeup, especially lipstick, getting some semi permanent makeup done at Enhance so she doesn't have to worry about it. Hair wise, she loves colour even if her styles are practical. In fact everything now is practical, but she is keen to maintain her appearance.

28. Who is your character’s mate? How do they relate to them? How did they make their choice? Partner? Sam Coe. She and Sam share a similar sense of humour, she adores how devoted he is to his daughter and thinks she fell in love with him over that first. It showed how compassionate he was.

29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling? Grief and vengeance.

30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive? At the moment she cannot forgive the Hunter for what he did and from everything she's seen and experienced, she never will. She wishes she could have held onto something from her past, but lost it all in the Unity except her memories. But she holds onto her love for Sam.

31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate? She doesn't have any biological children, though she became much like a mother to Cora originally. She believes Cora thought of her as a mom too, but things didn't go well after Sam's death, with Cora blaming her for not saving him. Now she's Starborn, she's not sure she can have children herself.

32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively? Depends on the situation. When she knows it's going to be stressful, she can be steady. But sudden events can knock her for six and she can be very emotional about them.

33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health? She is Freestar, so can hold her liquor. She enjoys a glass or three of whisky or bourbon. She had tried Aurora once, didn't think much of it. Now she is Starborn her health is exceptional, but she knows it comes with caveats.

34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous? She believes in vengeance. She crosses the Unity in order to become strong enough to end the Hunter.

35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures? She didn't do well after Sam's death. Found it very hard to accept it wasn't her fault. Since then she'd had to time to accept that The Hunter played them all.

36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering? They do not enjoy suffering. They jumped universes to try and run from it! But they would happily see The Hunter suffer as well as anyone else who enjoyed cruelty.

37. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories? She daydreams a lot about finding somewhere to just stop. She worries she will never find that. She keeps her memories close, though she is starting to be more open to living in the moment.

38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic? She has no choice in experiencing new things, if she has a chance to find a universe she can stay in, she'd take it. She is often terrified of what she will find next but she is quick to adapt.

39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid? Stupidity and arrogance. She likes to bring down those who are both. See her original universe Delgado and The Crimson Fleet...also Ron Hope.

40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one? Sometimes quirky and light hearted, sometimes dark and dry. Her experiences have changed her somewhat.

41. Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony? She is now acutely aware of the fact she is Starborn. She isn't human anymore. She knows she has powers beyond any human and that comes with a sense of superiority she fights to restrain. Thankfully her empathy helps her keep her sense of compassion and morality.

42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain? To find a universe with a Sam just like her first. She knows now it wont be the same, but she can try again and do better this time. She sacrificed her humanity to do this.

43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back? She keeps her Starborn nature close until she trusts those she's with as there is no hiding her abilities in a fight.

44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them? Desperately. She jumps universes to find the right one.

45. Is your character pragmatic? Think first? Responsible? All action? A visionary? Passionate? Quixotic? She is passionate, but holds it back as best she can in situations where she needs a clear head.

46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body? She is 5'6" and strong, wiry physique. She is Akilan born so stronger than she appears. She holds herself tall. She knows her Starborn body will always be healthy, but worries what it has changed about her.

47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Do they want to be visible or invisible? She knows she can command authority, but temper it with camaraderie that people just happily work with her. Being Starborn and in new universes she plays the role she needs to whilst learning where she is.

48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish? She tends to mirror people when she talks with them, as her empathic nature uses that to make them feel comfortable around her.

49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent? Her voice is cultured Akilan though again she can mirror accents if needed to work with people. Slightly melodic and well spoken.

50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating? Very neutral face, but she's been told her eyes are piercing as if looking into their souls.

[matchalovertrait]

The start of Alegría VS Caruso.

Transcript:

Chef Bianchi: Chef Alegría, your asparagus penne pasta is exquisite! Keep up the good work.

Dulce: Yes, Chef. Thank you so much.

Chef Bianchi: Class is dismissed. Some of you have to work a little harder, so make sure you practice more over the weekend.

?: Whoop-de-doo. Little Miss Diced Junior comes in and becomes the teacher’s pet. What a surprise.

Dulce: [Turns around] Excuse me? And who are you exactly?

?: Caruso. You don’t pay attention to your surroundings? [Rolls eyes]

Dulce: Interesting. Caruso is usually a last name. Are you embarrassed of your first name?

Caruso: Is that even important? Look, I know the kind of person you are. Mia D’Angelo-Ramirez probably got you into this school.

Dulce: Ha! I’ll have you know that none of this came easy to me. I’m sorry you can’t cook simple pasta, but don’t take out your frustrations and insecurities out on me.

Caruso: Just a fluke. I know I’m the better chef in the kitchen and I’ll prove it. You’ll be irrelevant in a couple more months.

Dulce: [Sarcastic voice] Ohhh nooo, I’m so scared. My entire career is threatened by you! Please, have mercy.

Caruso: You think this is a game?

Dulce: Yeah, a really funny one too. What kind of Italian can‘t cook pasta?

Caruso: You are unbelievable.

Dulce: 0kay, since you want to play a game soooo badly, let’s do this: Whoever gets the highest grade in this class wins whatever silly competition you created in your mind.

Caruso: Fine. You’re on, Alegría.

[spicesprouts]

Okay, so lesser moons orbiting larger moons would be super hard, and the imagery doesn’t show any rotation between Ignis and Luna, so my early rendition of moon phases is a lil out the window. It was fun but I’d rather find something that lines up with how the world works.

It’s almost (or is with natural laws) impossible for two satellites to maintain the same orbit, as even on opposite sides of the planetary body they affect each other and break perfect orbit. But they’re only ever depicted as side by side, except in early/late night where one hasn’t risen or the other has set, so they’re not on separate orbits or different distances, or else they would not both always be visible. And given the amount of things flow can affect and gain light cocoons etc, and what is known about the moons, and that I’ve read one or two things about the moons changing phases somewhat, I think orbiting together is more realistic for Palia.

But the mention of the moons changing phases could indicate the waxing/waning as a longer term plot thing (or just updated images that changed the phases, who knows), so messing with big world mechanics has Implications.

So there are three potentials for my silly werewolf oc that runs around in my head like a hamster in a ball:

1. The fun one, where phases happen and are able to be timed but unavoidable acts of nature. Typical werewolf shit, loss of agency and ties in with the lil schedule routines the NPCs have in general like. Yeah it’s silly and classic.

2. The “less fun but hinging on more canon answers” one, where Sunny doesn’t transform until the game gives me moon phases or plot happens. This is basically one to avoid a retcon and would hinge on future content to flesh out lore that could tie in. Is it necessary? No not at all. Am I persnickety and do I enjoy working within confines? Yes. But the result would be meh.

3. The “vibe-altering but canon-hopeful” one where transformations may be dependent on phases in the hopes of incorporating that, but mostly come from strong emotions so they can happen at any time and eventually at will.

[korvidking]

oh yeah i designed myself a ponysona a while back. and forgot to post him

his name is deep delve and he doesn’t believe in magic despite being surrounded by it because he’s an idiot

[altblock-tm]

I need to get crazier about my OCs augh. Have I ever brought up Master Mason

Master Mason is the accompanying character to my sona, Myrie. He’s a necromancer who lives in a tower and is teaching Myrie in the arts and complexities of magic and dealing with mystical creatures. He practically raised her too.

Here is a list of… some of the things he’s done:

-Found a poor, freezing, starving orphan on the streets (Myrie) and immediately thought, “Boy, I want to teach her to raise the dead!” So he scoops her up, threw her over his shoulder, and RAN.

-Claims he has werewolves as personal guards, and if they don’t come to his aid, an undead horde to protect him. Neither of those seem to actually exist.

-Carries around still-burning pipes in his pockets and occasionally takes them out to smoke in the middle of a quest. Yes he will put them back in the pocket without putting them out.

-Refuses to specify whether “Master” is a title he goes by (since he’s also known as “the Tower Master”) or if “Master Mason” is actually his name.

-He’s definitely inhuman but he also refuses to answer what exactly he is. Master Mason doesn’t fit any existing mythical creature and just seems to be his own guy.

-He also refuses to answer how old he is or how many students he’s had before Myrie. The latter seems like a personal subject.

-Often sends Myrie on quests with no point (making her go on a dangerous trip to collect a highly specific flower in a vast field in that same flower only for him to eat it when she brings it back; making her risk her life to kill a monster while he sits back and catches up on his reading; has her conjure up spirits chained by suffering so they can get directions through the town; etc.)

-Stays silly :3

[nefariouscryptid]

I think in terms of nonbinary characters I only have two, which is Brenda and Jackie

Brenda being… agender? Haven’t put too much thought into it. Fine with penis, likes their boobs, enjoys looking either like a man or a masculine woman. Doesn’t feel the need to take any “pride” in it or assimilate in lgbt spaces, but not ashamed either.

Jackie is intersex, and that’s about it. Doesn’t identify as male or female, but solely as intersex. So in terms of pronouns or how to refer, they don’t really care for any. But “they” is the most neutral and easy to use.

Not that it matters, but Brenda is bisexual and Jackie likes women (doesn’t identify as straight or a lesbian)

[igniting-quill]

Happy Spring Fest and Chinese/Lunar New Year!

To celebrate, here are a select few of my D&D OCs in like Hanfu/older Chinese dress. Yes, all my OCs so far would be represented by this because its their culture. Yes I wanted to draw this. No I didn't have time, so we're going to have to settle.

Hailang (Hai) Saangbiar:

Paladin needs her sleeves tight to her wrist. Blue colorscheme.

And also everything in this link lowkey I want to buy it now HAHA

For example:

So good so good, first is more "historical" take of this outfit, the second is more of a fantasy take.

Luxury (Lux) Quartz:

Fantasy-esque style with of course added accessories. Can also do both gender's styles. BIG SLEEVES it's part of the drama!

Obviously, the fan comes along with the outfit. They fucking love the loud sound the fan comes with when opening.

Post Timeskip Lux (future campaign):

Also! Lux is a drama king so of course they'd rock a Shanghai style modernized qipao. Especially because it was see as a "showy" sensual modern clothing item anyways, they'd be drawn to it. This isn't shown lol I got tired.

Ssatosthülasi (Ula)

I saw this one photoshoot with snake-hanfu and I'm obsessed. She would rock the blue and the white both. Also she would have a relationship this sapphic, and I'll need to write it down eventually. Not shown, but Ula would also rock a modernized qipao. With like. Embroidered snakes.

Damien Wang/Gu

Based off the DC character Damian Wayne/Al-Ghul, so of course I had to find something that worked with the wonk colorscheme of red, yellow, and green. AND I FOUND SOMETHING THAT LOOKS DECENT?

Oh he's drinking alc here well, kinda fits the character if you know you know

Happy spring fest hehe!

[impossible-rat-babies]

im fleshing out bits of eyrie’s whm family stuff and im kinda. kinda vibing w some concepts

[windydrawallday]

THE GOAT THAT KEEPS GIFTING

I have been reading about the Wheel of Year's festivals, and I got caught by the idea of one of Yule's activities being about creating straw decorations in the form of goats! And so this design was born 💝 Happy holidays!!!

[moe-broey]

Idk when I'll even get to Indigo Disk tbh. I got other shit goin' on

[angelfoodscake]

i was gonna say something about making cherry more hammer like but then i realised ,,, if she is less hammer like then that sorta adds to her isolation / being different shtick ..

[theshadowofthedoctor]

OOC

Something that I just realized about all the versions of Hels, is that at their core, they want to sweet to people. They want to be kind and while the ones that have The Doctor can be kind and be sweet, Baby Hels has Melody to protect on those New York streets and she has to keep her friend safe, so she cant be kind. She can't be sweet, she has to be tough, for Melody.

[plumiechim]

Fuck the pain out [JJK] [m]

PAIRING: Jungkook x female reader

GENRE: Halloween party, smut, angst if you consider, pwp

WARNING: masked shit (ghostface), he is masked, unprotected sex, oc is js sad, he likes her, blowjob, lil fluff talk and blah blah

SUMMARY: Maybe ghostface will fuck your sadness away tonight.

W.C: 1.3k

A/N : Halloween and yet no man masked as ghostface to fuck me so why not write about it. Enjoy!

I was so broken by that point I didn't even give a fuck who the man kissing my neck was. He told me he'll make me feel good, treat me good tonight, maybe help me forget that I'm a fucking shattered piece of soul.

I can't even tell how he looks because his face is concealed by an intimidating mask. "I'm ghostface." was how he'd introduced himself to me while I was alone by myself smoking a joint at this halloween party my friends brought me to.

Having to see a person you've always loved deep down in your heart for years with another girl feels like shit even though I know I have no right to feel that way.

We're in the dark, now that his mask is off, I can't really see his face but I can feel the jewel on his lip momentarily graze my neck-

Wait.

I know who that jewel belongs to.

My eyes shoot open and my hands slide to his shoulders. I croaked, "Are you sure you wanna-." His lips shut me off before I speak any further.

A soft whimper leaves my mouth as his lips delve deeper into my mouth, "So broken, so needy." His lips graze against mine. "It's okay baby, I'll make you forget him tonight."

The way he assured me, gosh. I softly slipped my hands cupping the girth of his neck, I could feel him looking at me. I took my lips down his jaw as I slipped my palm to the back of his head and trailed kisses up to the corner of his lips.

"Kiss me." His whispers were all that I needed to press my lips against his. His hand roughly grabbed me by my neck as he hungrily devoured my lips.

His passionate kiss kept me busy as he slowly lowered us onto the mattress, him nestled between my legs as he trailed kisses from my lips to my chin, my jaw down to my cleavage.

"You need someone to worship you." His murmur tickles my skin and I suck in a sharp breath. "Understand you." A stinging sensation of his teeth slightly nipping on my skin, yet I love it. "Validate you." He continues his abuse on my skin. "Love you." Maybe its the joint that's heightening my senses and making me extremely sensitive to everything I was feeling. I wanted him. Bad. "You need commitment." He tugs onto my pants.

Oh my.

I push him off of me as he stands at the edge of the bed. Even though I can't really see I can sense him. I can sense him looking at me. A little surprised, confused at the same time. I can feel his chest raising and falling rhythmically with his loud erratic breaths.

I undid the buttons of his shirt one by one ascending, while his fingers tangled and played with my hair.

It was as if he was sculpted, body so perfect, muscles in right places. My tongue brushed over his abs leaving wet kisses as I went lower and tugged on the band of his Calvin Kleins.

As I pulled down his boxers, I could feel him tightening his grip on my locks. I get off the bed down on my knees as I spit on his cock and sensually lick the tip then proceed to slowly put him in my mouth.

His tatted arm fists my hair. His girth barely fitting into my mouth, but I still make an attempt to bob my head. His moans were so pretty, so hot, made me wanna go deeper and harder. The vibrations of his vocalization revert to the back of my throat.

I'm loving the fact that I'm making him feel good. I slowly get used to his girth and start working my mouth on him in all the ways I can. The way he's tugging on my hair kinda stings but that is something I can easily overlook.

"Fuck, you're so good." I can feel my own arousal spasming through my insides as i can feel him twitching in my mouth. "I'm not gonna last much." He moans as he pulls out of my mouth and grabs my hair, not by extreme but strong enough to yank me to the bed. He crawls, spreading my legs open and resting between my thighs.

I let out a small whimper as my back meets the surface of the mattress. He wastes' no time in ripping me off of my clothes and throwing them across the room. "I'm not going soft on you." He whispers as his thumb plays with my lower lip. I gently wrap my lips around his finger and flick it out. "I don't want that either." I breathe out.

"Baby, I wanna fuck you mad. Like an animal."

"You better do."

I physically jerk at the feeling of his fingers grazing my glistening cunt. I bite my lips as he slides his hand up my folds and slowly inserts his finger in me.

He goes slow at first but then shows no mercy, plunging his fingers in and out of me. His lips press against mine as he swallows my moans.

"I want you. Please." I breathe out and that's all he needed to pull his fingers out of me and reach out for the piece of latex.

I stop him. "I want you raw in me."

"If you do that then I can't fucking pull out-"

"I want you to not." I cut him off and I can see his silhouette, his neck cranking sideways putting on the mask he possessed, and I feel his girth in me and his tatted arm presses me down to the pillow by my neck.

"Baby you feel so good." He reaches down to kiss my thigh from under the mask as he starts with his thrusts.

Divine is what I would like to call this feeling. He felt so good I couldn't help but let out obscene noises. He felt divine. His moans, his breath, his thrusts, him inside me. It was all so hot.

My back arched as his thrusts got insanely deep and hard. His grip on my neck tightens and I feel our arousal dripping down my thighs.

"Mine." he grunts. "You're mine."

This was unusual for me. Cumming so fast like this. But I could already feel the tightening sensation and I can no longer assure that I am sane. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I take full pleasure of the feeling of him inside me, shaking vigorously underneath him syncing with his animalistic thrusts. As he leans down, I lift his mask a little to let him peck my neck. I can see veins popping on his neck, from the illumination from the window. His face and neck flushed pink.

"Baby you gonna cum?" I nod. He slows down. I whimper. "I need words, love." He smirks on my skin. "I'm gonna cum." I blurt out, my hips desperately trying to create some sort of stimulation.

But my pathetic attempt fails as he grabs my hips, restoring his thrusts. And I no longer am able to hold it in me. I unfold shaking under him, clenching hard. "Yeah baby, come all over my cock." He coos, his thrusts again going gentle.

But that was short lasted as he started chasing his own orgasm. Overstimulating but I loved the way he was desperately snapping his hips against mine. "Fuck if you clench on me like this- fuck." and with the hottest moan, he cums in me. His mask now off of him, hot sweaty body pressed against mine, his wet strands tickling my breasts. and his lips on my skin.

He takes a few minutes to regain his breath. "So you staying for the night or not." He says as he turns on the dim lamp from the nightstand.

His expression soon turns into a slight disappointment seeing the uncertainty in my face.

[ldknightshade]

morality: a character creation guide

creating and understanding your oc’s personal moral code! no, i cannot tell you whether they’re gonna come out good or bad or grey; that part is up to you.

anyway, let’s rock.

i. politics

politics are a good way to indicate things your character values, especially when it comes to large-scale concepts such as government, community, and humanity as a whole.

say what you will about either image; i’d argue for the unintiated, the right image is a good introduction to some lesser discussed ideologies… some of which your oc may or may not fall under.

either way, taking a good look at your character’s values on the economic + social side of things is a good place to start, as politics are something that, well… we all have ‘em, you can’t avoid ‘em.

clearly, this will have to be adjusted for settings that utilize other schools of thought (such as fantasy + historical fiction and the divine right of kings), but again, economic/social scale plotting will be a good start for most.

ii. religion + philosophy

is your oc religious? do they believe in a form of higher power? do they follow some sort of philosophy?

are they devout? yes, this applies to non-religious theist and atheist characters as well; in the former’s case… is their belief in a higher power something that guides many of their actions or is their belief in a higher power something that only informs a few of their actions? for the atheists; do they militant anti-theists who believe atheism is the only way and that religion is harmful? or do they not care about religion, so long as it’s thrust upon them?

for the religious: what is your oc’s relationship with the higher power in question? are they very progressive by their religion’s standards or more orthodox? how well informed of their own religion are they?

does your oc follow a particular school of philosophical thought? how does that interact with their religious identification?

iii. values

by taking their political stance and their religious + philosophical stance, you have a fairly good grasp on the things your character values.

is there anything they value - due to backstory, or what they do, or what they love - that isn’t explained by political stance and religious and/or philosophical identification? some big players here will likely be your oc’s culture and past.

of everything you’ve determined they value, what do they value the most?

iv. “the line”

everyone draws it somewhere. we all have a line we won’t cross, no matter the lengths we go for what we believe is a noble cause. where does your character draw it? how far will they go for something they truly believe is a noble cause? as discussed in part iii of my tips for morally grey characters,

would they lie? cheat? steal? manipulate? maim? what about commit acts of vandalism? arson? would they kill?

but even when we have a line, sometimes we make exceptions for a variety of reasons. additionally, there are limits to some of the lengths we’d go to.

find your character’s line, their limits and their exceptions.

v. objectivism/relativism

objectivism, as defined by the merriam-webster dictionary, is “an ethical theory that moral good is objectively real or that moral precepts are objectively valid.”

relativism, as defined by the merriam-webster dictionary, is “a view that ethical truths depend on the individuals and groups holding them.”

what take on morality, as a concept, does your character have? is morality objective? is morality subjective?

we could really delve deep into this one, but this post is long enough that i don’t think we need to get into philosophical rambling… so this is a good starting point.

either way, exploring morality as a concept and how your character views it will allow for better application of their personal moral code.

vi. application

so, now you know what they believe and have a deep understanding of your character’s moral code, all that’s left is to apply it and understand how it informs their actions while taking their personality into account.

and interesting thing to note is that we are all hypocrites; you don’t have to do this, but it might be fun to play around with the concept of their moral code and add a little bit of hypocrisy to their actions as a treat.

either way, how do your character’s various beliefs interact? how does it make them interact with the world? with others? with their friends, family, and community? with their government? with their employment? with their studies? with the earth and environment itself?

in conclusion:

there’s a lot of things that inform one’s moral compass and i will never be able to touch on them all; however, this should hopefully serve as at least a basic guide.

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OC!Aemond x Fem!Reader - OC!Jace x Fem!Reader

•Warnings: smut, kissing, taking of sexual themes, cheating, incest, secret relationship.•

To Jace, it almost seemed funny that he got to marry his niece just as Daemon did.

He was happy too, you were kind, innocent and sweet, the perfect wife, despite the father and the uncle.

He could still remember the glance the two brothers gave him when the engagement had been announced, and Jace kissed her hand.

But eventually, everything went good, he found himself satisfied with marriage, and also with his two young white haired boys his sweet wife gave birth to.

He had sighed loudly in relief as soon as he saw the white hair on the babies, happy that they would have never had to go through what he did, just because of his brown hair.

He smiled as he saw his wife come inside their shared chambers, her hair perfect as always.

“Have you already taken a bath, wife?” He asked as he stood up from the bed.

“Yes, I had, uncle.” She smiled up at him as he approached her.

“You don’t have to call me uncle anymore.” Jace smiled softly as he caressed her cheek. “Actually, not even husband. Call me simply Jace. We are family.”

She nodded with a sweet smile.

“It’s almost a shame your husband can't see you like this.”  Aemond smirked as he kept pounding you from behind, your tits bouncing up and down as you gripped tightly the edge of the table. “Being fucked like a cheap whore.”

His hips snapped forward, thrusting deep into her heat. The feeling of her slick walls gripping him was intoxicating. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss, tongue delving deep to tangle with hers.

His hips slammed against hers relentlessly, the force sending ripples through the wooden surface beneath them. The wet sounds of their coupling filled the air, mingling with Aemond's low groans of pleasure.

“I always thought you had favourites, you know?” He smirked as he thrusted into her deeply, feeling her hot wetness envelop him. “I’m pretty sure I’m your favourite uncle, not that bastard husband of yours.” His hands gripped her hips tightly as he pounded into her, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room.

"Fuck, niece." He growled. "You feel so good around my cock." His words were punctuated by swift, powerful strokes that sent shivers through her body. He could feel her walls clenching around him, trying to milk his release. “That dumb brother of mine married you to the wrong person.” He moaned as he pulled back slightly, only to slam back into her with renewed vigor, the force of his thrusts made the table creak ominously beneath them.

She moaned softly as she bit her lip, her back arching off the table as she straightened up. She threw her head back enough to see the expression of pleasure of her uncle as he fucked her unce again.

He gazed at her with burning intensity, purple eyes nearly black with lust. His free hand slid up her body to cup her breast, thumb brushing over the sensitive peak as he continued to drive into her.

"But it’s okay. We found a way to fix it, didn’t we?" He chuckled as he looked down at her, her short, petite form squirming as he kept fucking her raw against his table. "Let's give your husband another kid." The possessiveness in his voice sent a thrill through her, making her moan a bit louder.

“Yes, uncle… put a baby in my belly, please -” She panted as his hand moved down to rub her clit. “Oh, I will, my sweet niece -” He smirked.

“Okay… Jace.” She smiled. “I have great news.” She said as a shiver went through her body as he felt Aemond’s seed starting to run down her thighs. “I’m with child.” 

Jace’s eyes lightened up at the news and quickly hugged her.

“It's wonderful news!” He exclaimed happily. She hummed in agreement as she looked at the door ajar, where she saw Aemond looking right back at her.

“We shall celebrate tomorrow!” Jace hugged her tightly.

Aemond scoffed a laugh as he turned, walking back to his chambers.

“Imbecile.” He mumbled to himself.

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Day 6: Steamy Sessions

Pairing: Severus Snape x OC

Rating: 🥵

Prompt: Roots

Summary: Severus gives Y/N exactly what she asks for in the bedroom.

A/N: Thought about going to traditional family route for this prompt but decided to spice things up a bit, hope you all enjoy.

Warnings: Sex. Hair pulling (obvi). Male oral. Female stimulation. Mention of sex without a condom.

Word Count: 1429

Credits to Gif Creator

“Oh FUCK.” I panted, feeling the full force of Severus as he pounded into me from behind. I felt the desk beneath me shift forward, almost throwing me off balance as he thrust deep into me again. Severus Snape was relentless when it came to fucking me. It always started out slow and hard. Prolonging ecstasy just so it would be all the more enjoyable. The man the epitome of self-control. Me on the other hand, I was a horny mess before we even really begun.

“Severus.” I gasped, winded from the sheer power behind his actions.

“How does it feel, baby?”

“More.” I demanded; despite the fact I was already a drooling mess.

“You want more?” He halted his movements. “Is being bent over my desk getting fucked raw from behind not good enough, my love.” His tone was dripping with sarcasm; he always had more in store for me to enjoy.

Before I could open my mouth, I felt the sharp sting of his hand colliding with my rear.

“Tell me what it is you need.”

“Pull my hair.” I pleaded. “Please.”

“Good girl.” He hummed. “I like a woman who knows exactly what she needs.”

He was right. I was never scared to tell him what I wanted. What exactly would turn me on in that precise moment. And Snape never failed to deliver on my requests. That’s why we worked so well.

Taking his time to tease me, Severus ran a hand up the expanse of my body, sending a tingle of shivers dancing up my spine. He moved slowly within me; his thick cock stretching me without even trying.

His hands tangled in my mass of curls, meticulously gathering it into a single make-shift pony tail between his fist.

Severus leaned over my body, pushing my heaving breasts even further into the hard mahogany desk. I felt the tickle of his breath before the touch of his lips caressed my exposed neck. He knew exactly what that did to me. I couldn’t help but release a satisfied sigh, buying into his false sense of security.

Catching me completely unaware, Severus yanked me from the desk, the pull of his harsh grip stinging my scalp. I hissed in pain, but Severus knew me well enough to know I liked it.

As we stood, making our way across the room, Severus removed himself from me with a satisfied pop. The sudden emptiness leaving me aching for him.

“Relax.” He whispered in my ear, giving my locks a sharp tug for good measure. “I’ll give you what you need.

Snape kicked open my legs with his shoe, his completely clothed body juxtaposed my stark naked one. My body obeyed his every will without thought.

My head was suddenly yanked sharply back against his shoulder, my body instinctively melting into him. I could feel the wet tip of his erect penis rubbing against me, which only made me squirm against him more.

“Stand still, woman, you’re driving me insane.” He groaned into the crook of my neck, nipping at my collarbone as he snaked his arm around my waist, sliding down towards my pelvis. The touch of his rough fingertips against my skin lit my body on fire.

Snape’s fingers delved into me, slipping easily between my folds.

“Fuck you’re so wet.”

I couldn’t help the moan from escaping my throat as he pressed firmly against my clit.

“That’s it, baby. Let me hear how good I make you feel.” His voice was like velvet to my ears, on more than one occasion he’s been able to make me cum from his words alone, and today might be another one of those days.

Another moan left my lips.

His fingers plunged into me without warning; two at first, pumping in and out with ease, then he added another, the tension in my core building with each movement of his wrist.

My breathing quickened as I reached my crescendo, my mind going completely blank to the world around me. I was now only aware of the building pleasure between my legs, the sting from my scalp and Severus’ hot breath panting against my ear.

“Oh God.”

“That’s it darling, let me hear you cum for me.” At his words a wave of release washed over me as I orgasmed from his touch, feeling winded from my shortness of breath.

Before I had a chance to regain my composure, Severus was once again dragging me by my hair back over to his desk.

“On you knees.” He commanded.

I dropped instantly to the floor, grateful for the short reprieve to catch my breath. Severus took a seat at his desk, spreading his legs wide for me to position myself between them.

He looked down at me expectantly, cocking an eyebrow suggestively.

I took Severus’ still hard cock in my hands, bringing it close enough to brush against my lips. He shivered from the tickle of my breath.

I waited for him to gather my hair in his hand, twisting it firmly around his first to keep it out of my face.

I took my time to slowly tease him, dragging my tongue along the tip of his dick, swirling it seductively around his head.

“Stop messing about and get to it.” He warning, giving my hair another firm yank.

I obeyed willingly taking his whole length into my mouth, relaxing my throat to accommodate his large size. I gagged when it hit the back of my throat, instantly bringing it back out of my mouth.

Making direct eye contact I spat on the head his cock, I let a few strings of saliva dribble sloppily from my lips.

This time stacking my hands at the base of his cock I was able to fit him more easily into my mouth, while twisting my hands in opposite directions from each other.

Snape dropped his head back against his chair his breathing turning heavier as I moaned against his cock. I quickly removed him from my mouth once more, giving his head another long lick for good measure.

“Stop being a fucking tease and suck my cock.” He warned with a final sharp tug of my hair, causing tears to pool in the corner of my eye from the pain.

Each tug on my roots sent a throbbing pulse straight to my clit. Pure Ecstasy.

I felt the twitch of Severus dick as I ran my tongue along that one familiar vein. The chronically stoic man couldn’t help himself from moaning loudly at my actions, in turn warranting a moan from me. The empty ache in my core had returned.

I spread my legs wider hoping to ease the pulsing need.

“Touch yourself.” Severus ordered, noticing my internal struggle.

I didn’t hesitate to follow his instructions; replacing my fingers where his had been just moments before.

Growing restless with his submissive position, Snape rose form his chair, moving his hands from my hair to either side of my face.

“Sit back. Open your mouth. Relax.”

I obeyed him blindly, now focusing solely on chasing my own pleasure. I knew exactly where this was going.

Giving himself a few quick pumps, Severus brought his dick to my open mouth. He took his time gliding the tip of his penis over the supple curve of my lips, lubricating himself for re-entry. He hissed sharply at the contact.

“Look at me.”

My eyes flew open just in time to see his cock rush between my lips. Keeping a firm grip of my head Snape fucked my throat hard and fast while I continued to rub my clit in time with his movements.

I came for the second time before he reached his climax.

“God, you look incredible.”

My eyes had watered from the feel of him against the back of my throat, I was sure mascara had smudged the undersides of my eyes.

Severus came quickly with a few jerks and a throaty grunt. His cum dribbled down my chin onto my bare chest. I didn’t worry about having to clean myself up later; Sev liked me messy.

With a final groan and a moment to catch his breath Severus pulled me up to him, catching my mouth in a passionate but sloppy kiss; his cum transferring from my chin to his which he instantly wiped off with a swipe of his thumb, sticking it straight back into my mouth for me to lick clean.

“That was incredible.” I grinned dazedly, the salty taste of him still coating my tongue.

“Wrong. You were incredible darling.”