#oc: Borna

[grrrechka]

Oc time!!

Oc challenge cuz I need to show em sometimes

(Fun fact; all of them are women)

[elenaire-sarince-aicassea]

Another two main OCs of The Elemmírion:

Borna Ivanović (Oiovíno) of Vinkovci & Baroness Jaroslava Dragović of Sarajevo (Angalótë)

The Ever-young and the Iron Flower

(Work in Progress)

8. Svibnja 2024

[calciumcryptid]

DC OC | Borna Brown

Borna Brown, alias Recluse, is a metahuman mercenary and assassin.

Originally an independent contractor, Borna started to work under Madame Madame Nightshade and the Debt Dealers as an alternate way to pay off their debt. Borna doubles as Madame Nightshade's personal bodyguard, always out of sight until she needs them.

Character History

Borna Brown's early life is shrouded in mystery, but Borna realized at a young age their inherent thirst for adrenaline. As they grew older they became interested in the Gotham underground fighting circuit as a way to satisfy their daredevil nature. Eventually, the fights became boring as Borna reigned undefeated, so they turned to the much more dangerous mercenary game to make a killing.

Under the alias Recluse, Borna became a mysterious assassin known for never being caught on camera. They ran around Gotham fulfilling contract work for any rogue who would hire them. This ranged from heists to killing. Due to their hidden nature, Batman was unable to detect their existence.

Despite having a debt, the Debt Dealers were unable to find them until an embarrassing slip-up left the door wide open for Borna's capture. Brought before the (at the time) unknown Madame Nightshade, Borna was read their debt which consisted of money, weapons, and medical supplies.

Knowing they would be unable to clear their debt, Borna offered Madame Nightshade an alternative that would leave their debt fulfilled and her satisfied: Borna would kill anyone Madame Nightshade wanted in exchange for their debt being cleared. It was the first time anyone offered an alternative, and Madame Nightshade was intrigued. She took Borna up on the offer.

After negotiation, a proper contract was formed between them, and it wasn't long until their debt was cleared making Borna one of the few with a cleared debt.

Soon after Borna was cleared, news came to Madame Nightshade of Borna wracking up debt again. During their second debt reading, Madame Nightshade revealed she knew Borna was doing it intentionally and offered a proper work contract. Borna accepted without hesitation and is officially employed as Madame Nightshade's personal bodyguard.

Borna is usually always in the room with Madame Nightshade. They stay out of sight and out of mind always lurking close.

Personality

Borna Brown has a silent unhinged glee to them.

They rarely talk, preferring to be non-verbal, which is why they work effectively as an assassin. They are capable of speaking, but only Madame Nightshade and the Debt Dealers have heard their voice.

Metahuman Status

Borna Brown is a metahuman with Photographic Reflexes, the ability to psychically access new skill sets by watching them in action. Their meta-gene can only apply to powers and skills achievable through regular human means. Naturally, this means all the abilities of Batman and his associates are now in one person.

Similarly to most Gotham metahumans, Borna was not aware of their metahuman status until later in life when a Watcher sensed they were a metahuman. Borna's only response was concern over their continued employment, but Madame Nightshade assured them their contract would not be annulled over something so silly.

There is a bet on whether or not Borna is mortal or not. They are, but Borna isn't going to tell the betters that.

Relationships

Lourdes/Madame Nightshade is Borna's boss, and the two have an admittedly weird relationship. Lourdes initially kept Borna around to pick their brain, but now the two have mental chess matches when it comes to each other's intelligence. Their most notable match was who could find out the others' real name first. Lourdes won in the end, but Lourdes can admit it was a grueling match. Their current match is figuring out the others age.

The Debt Dealers are Borna's secondary bosses as it is detailed in Borna's contract the Dealers can demand their skills any time as long as they are not on a mission for Lourdes. Borna doesn't mind as they will not hesitate to kill for them.

The Watchers do their best to avoid Borna, as messing with them means messing with Madame Nightshade. This doesn't stop Borna from stalking the Watchers for fun, and sometimes even helps them out on missions though usually accidentally. Borna likes Vicia in particular.

Harvey Dent/Two-Face considers Borna an enemy, mainly because Harvey keeps forgetting they are present which puts a damper on the flirtatious cat-and-mouse game he is playing with Lourdes.

The Bat Cauldron finds Borna annoying, as Borna can replicate all their abilities to a ridiculous extent and enjoys randomly hunting the family members down on their off days to test their skills. Borna has nearly killed all of them at least once, and is capable of finishing them off but doesn't as per Lourdes' orders. Borna likes facing off against Cassandra in particular due to their similar skills.

Trivia

Borna Brown is non-binary and uses they/them pronouns.

Borna Brown is inspired by Taskmaster.

Borna Brown is often a referee for any betting games the group plays, such as the dealer for Poker.

In the future, Borna Brown serves as the go-to babysitter for the Black Widow children. This leads to interesting results.

@insomniac-jay

[deadlypincers]

And here's my werewolf man Borna. :)

[mako85art]

Commission for a client on twitter of his OC Borna Amirka in Dark Eldar drip torturing a Marine Malevolent

[janeromeroshow]

💌

💌 LOVE LETTER 💌

hello hello!! one of my oldest mutuals since i joined the rpc, iirc we are ( or were ) mutuals on my oc account before i even made my multi ( which then resulted in this lmao )!!!

💌 one thing i love about your blog is the THEME. i don't spent too much time on desktop and elaborate themes are usually a little too much for my pea brain ( i am bad at navigating websites ) but yours is just too pretty to not mention, especially since your links are actually easy to find and read!!

💌 one thing i love about borna is the way you balance her being a hostile and generally monstrous character and also being able to interact with her in ways that are fun for both of us! there's a few people who play more villainous characters with whom it's kind of difficult to get any sort of rapport beyond "my character dislikes yours and doesn't want to talk to them beyond attacking them / hurting them", but borna has always felt extremely well-written in the sense that yes she likes to be left alone and it's never expected for her to be nice to jane or any of my other muses, but interactions don't automatically feel shut down, both because of how you write her and how open you are ooc!! ( apologies if this one seems a little weird, it's just something i really appreciate!! )

💌 one thing i like about you is, and i feel like a broken record here i apologise, how genuinely sweet you've always been to me! like i said above you're one of my earliest mutuals i believe and you've always been so welcoming, even when i was just starting out in the rpc ( almost a year ago i believe??? crazy how time flies ) and was the equivalent of a trembling tiny dog with how scared i was to interact with people.

[designedparadigm]

Is it positivity hours? it is positivity hours!

i dunno how you once found my crackhead energy with 2am monster fueled lunacy of an oc but i absolutely adore every single one of your muses and you're amazing to talk and meme with. legit much of my favorite threads is with your muses and it makes me cry happy tears. you are amazing and ain't nobody changing my mind

LISTEN YOU ARE ANOTHER REASON I EVEN FUCKIN CAME BACK BC I LOVE U AND BORNA SM I LOVE EVERYTHING WE DO WE GOT THE RIGHT ENERGY AND LIKE

I MADE AN ENTIRE OC BC OF YOU OFC I LOVE YOU DAMN

[xdominiklivakovicx]

Okej ovo je nastavak Vatrenih kao clanova obitelji zelim se zahvalit @livakovicu-dusa-nasa jer smo pokrenule taj headcannon tako da uzivajte 😂

Iva Olivari - mama, nema najdrazeg sina sve ih jednako voli

Marcelo Brozovic - ujak koji stalno gundja nesto jer su mu zivci kratki, al zivi od partijanja, svi ga zovu ujak Brozo, cesto plese kolo sa Pjacom, Rogom i Perisicem

Kristijan Jakic - onaj tip brata koji visi na kompu 24/7 i spizdi barem 30,000,000 kuna godisnje samo da stavi Luku kao veznog igraca u svom timu i Zlatko ga mora kaznjavat

"KRISTIJANE POTROSIO SI SVE MOJE PARE NA COINOVE SAMO DA UZMES LUKU ZA VEZNJAKA!!!! SUNCE TI ZARENO MALI AJ IDI TRCAT 20 KRUGOVA ODMAH SAD, PUN SPRINT I PUN GAS"

Ivo Grbic - srednji brat i Livijev stariji brat kojeg Suba uvijek zaboravi kad god negdje odu

Prvi dan:

Suba: Ej Livi di ti je brat?

Livi: Vec zadnjih 10 minuta ti govorim da je osto u ducanu...

Drugi dan:

Suba: mislim da smo zaboravili nesto...

Kalinic: ako si nesto zaboravio to nije ni tolko bitno

Suba: a da u pravu si...

Grbic: -stoji u zatvorenoj trgovini i ne zna sta ce sa sobom-

Josip Sutalo - brat koji uvijek igra nogomet u kuci, sutne loptu i svaki put slucajno razbije prozor i uvijek krivi Grbica i Jakica, zato ga stalno svi zovu Sutalo

Beljo - Pasalicev prijatelj, takodjer je postao dio obitelji, njih dvojca uvijek prave probleme i obitelj ih mora vadit iz njih

Martin Erlic - brat koji je teski streber, ima sve petice u skoli i je Zlatkov najdrazi sin

Petar Musa - zajedno s Joskom i Livijem mladji brat koji pravi probleme sa Vlasicem, ali svejedno ih Zlatko kazni jer ne znaju lagat dobro kao Krama

Zlatko: dobro po koji put ste vas dvojca pojeli sve kolace koje sam radio za Bozic

Musa i Vlasic: mi to nikad ne bi napravili 🥺 to su vam Spikic i Jakic uradili

Zlatko: tko su ti

Musa i Vlasic: uh nasi prijatelji, pozvali smo ih 🥹

Luka Sucic - emo rodjak, cesto se druzi sa Lukom Modricem i stalno nosi crni dres uokolo i Livi mu mora farbat kosu u crno jer je najiskusniji u farbanju kose

Sucic: ZASTO TO JAKO PECE DOMINIK!?!??! Livi: JER JE IZBJELJIVAC BUDALO JEDNA NEMOJ MI SE TU SADA KOPRCAT

Ante Rebic - buntovnik koji se morao selit jer mu je dopizdilo zbog brace, al ih svejedno sve voli i posjecuje ih skoro svaki vikend. Zivi u Milanu logicno

Ivica Ivusic - Livijev stariji brat koji Liviju dopusta da radi sta god oce jer je Livi dusa medena

Borna Barisic - Perisicev mladji brat, mora da kuha za obitelj jer se nikome neda da ista pravi, a ovi svi su izbirljivi, pa Perisic pocne vikat na njih sve

Gvardiol: moze meni riba

Livi: ja ocu svinjetinu

Jakic: de meni napravi riblju corbu

Modric: ja ocu kuhano povrce

Brozo: jel moze meni pizza samo sa sirom

Musa: ja ocu raznjice

Ivusic: de meni neki kuhani krompir

(Neda mi se nabrajat vise)

Perisic: SVE CU IH ZADAVIT

Borna: AGHHHHH

Prvi Dio

[voyeuriistic]

🚢 (from @v-jestica for laughs because im not logged onto my witch oc atm lmao but am curious )

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( what specifically? )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: there is truly no way in a million years that borna is ever going to let him hit it. But he's an optimist

[ripgray-moved]

honestly in addition for the anon: you can get a whole host of lunacy even in canons, not just ocs. you could get some crazy freak you forgot you blocked for over a year who stalks all your accounts, and spreads accusations like lifting hcs from stuff that is so generic and publicly available like for example: a mythological creature. you're obviously gonna base hcs and such around lore that's available online about said creature to do research for your oc right? Well, except when a crazy decides that said generic research is theirs only and spreads accusations.

Same goes for rp'ing with canons too: like every person is going to have a different version of the muse, but still share a few generic similarities because that's on par for the canon character. it doesn't really belong solely to one person.

i dunno if this is making any sense but i saw your response to the anon and wanted to add my two cents as well since i've recently joined rp'ing canon characters

i'm just gonna post this as is because honestly i have nothing to add other than borna writer is very woke and you should listen to them

[drpeppertummy]

additional ocs who are a sufficient mixture of Soft Cute Warm & Huggable:

adelina & borna (whimsigoth plant mom & cartoon party city vampire, two thirds of a vampire polycule)

buckeye & juneberry (fluffy moth critters. son & mom. the dad is less of all of these traits)

coral (octopus baker. has a crush on the jellyfish g?rl ive posted a couple times)

cherie (sparkly fun vampire)

fred (garden wizard grampy)

bobble (the smallest & most enthusiastic member of an alien research team)

webster (tiny spider househusband of whom i occasionally post mpreg)

perhaps someday more of them will make their way 2 this blog

Which one of your characters is the softest, warmest, cutest and most huggable? And what's your process to make your designs ? I'm genuinely curious

oh thats a hard question as i have a number of little freakies who i would consider to be some combination of Soft Warm Cute & Huggable but im gonna go with my man tim bc hes all of those things in equal parts [pictured right]

[ID: a drawing of a tall skinny white guy in a purple pinstripe suit and a short chubby brown guy in heart-themed western attire. they're standing there looking adoringly at each other.]

idk if i really have a Process for designs it varies but it usually involves doodling until something cool happens

[scribblescrabbledepartment]

[ID: four loose, simple pen doodles of various ocs. the first shows a humanoid moth/fly creature in office attire standing next to a copier and holding a bunch of papers.

the second shows a grotesquely skinny, lanky vampire creature sleeping sitting up against a pile of cobwebby cardboard boxes.

the third shows an old human man with a seagull sitting in his hair. he is holding a large pot still on the stove with a floral oven mitt and stirring it.

the fourth shows three vampires sleeping in a big heap together on a pile of pillows. one has the same body type as the vampire from the second drawing, while the other two are shorter and fatter. two of them are using the third one's torso as a pillow.]

janky little oc doodles partially just to draw something & partially to get some more images on toyhouse since some of my pages are a little bare. probably more to come viewer beware

[clawsandblood]

5 - Betrayal

link to ao3

first part on Tumblr  previous part on Tumblr

It was only sometime next morning that Borna’s phone lit up with the notification of a message from Dorian. The actual message was read even later, after both Borna and Steven dragged themselves out of their beds into the kitchen to eat their breakfast.

animal carcasses bleed a lot 🤷

was hauling it off the road 💦 💦  with the other guy 😑  and got the worst of it 😭😢

thanks for pretending u dont know me 🙏🙏 

lowkey saved me 🙏🙏🙏 

ur a real bro 👊 💯

Borna showed Steven the messages after explaining the events of the previous night.

“Did he just bro-fist you?” Steven asked incredulously.

“That’s what she said,” Borna replied automatically. “But yeah, apparently he did.”

Steven threw his hands up. “Why must everyone be so shady?” he complained loudly.

His hand narrowly missed his mug, which Borna automatically moved further away from the edge of the table.

“Do you think he’s got anything to do with Madam Reid and her organization?” Borna asked.

Steven shrugged. “There’s only one way to find out,” he said.

Borna nodded. “Go to that super secret meeting.”

“No!” Steven was looking at him, scandalized. “We can just go over to his place, corner him again and-”

“Torture him for information?” Borna finished the sentence.

Steven snorted. “Sure, we can have a karaoke night until he caves in.”

They ate in silence for a minute.

“But for real, what do we do?” Steven asked. “Shit is getting really weird.”

Borna shrugged. “We’ve got two leads, you could go bug Dorian and I can go to that meeting.”

“We can both go bug Dorian and you won’t have to go there.” Steven was looking at Borna hopefully.

“You really don’t want me to go, do you?” Borna asked.

Steven huffed. “I just don’t like the idea of you going by yourself to a shady event hosted by shady people.”

“The whole werewolf thing necessitates some degree of shadiness,” Borna pointed out. “They can’t advertise this shit without getting caught.”

“But-” Steven sighed. “Why do you think this is so hush-hush? It’s not like existing as a werewolf breaks any laws.”

Borna gave him a long-suffering look. “Because why would people react badly to people that are different from them.”

“Ah.” Steven deflated. “Nevermind, that was dumb.” He chewed his lip. “I’ll ask Dorian to meet up,” he finally said. “Friday is soon and I’d like to do this before the… meeting.”

“Okay,” Borna said, defeated.

Steven’s fingers flew over the screen and then he put down his phone. He barely set it down when it buzzed. Steven picked it up and showed Borna the message.

yea 💯💯

im free after 4

just say where

loved hanging out with u 2 👌 👌  despite the bar fight n shit 😀 👊

“He’s got no idea, does he?” Borna asked after reading the texts. “And why does he text like a fuckboy?”

Steven sighed deeply. “Who would have thought a self-proclaimed caveman would be prone to overusing emojis.”

“We could go tomorrow?” Steven suggested. “I’d run then straight to work.”

Borna nodded. “I’ve got the morning shift, I’ll be free by then.”

Steven took his phone again and typed the message. “Asked for tomorrow at half past,” he announced.

The phone immediately vibrated. Steven unlocked it and made a face.

“He can’t?” Borna asked.

“No.” Steven showed Borna the screen, his face screwed up in distaste. “It’s just the fucking emojis.”

totally 👌 💯

cant wait 😁 😘

“Jesus,” Borna said.

---

They met up at Dorian’s apartment again, Steven all winded from climbing four flights of stairs. Dorian welcomed them both awkwardly, but enthusiastically, showing them in.

“What’s the occasion?” he asked cheerfully, taking out some glasses from the cupboard. “Anything to drink?” he offered. “Beer? Coffee?”

“Just water, please,” Steven replied, still wheezing slightly.

Dorian rambled as he filled up Steven’s glass, a jittery quality to his motions. “I hope you don’t mind that it’s kinda messy, I never have guests, and I didn’t have time-”

“It’s fine,” Borna said. Aside from one wayward blanket on the floor and an overflowing ashtray they were sitting in an almost pristine room. It looked like an aged up, scaled down, mismatched version of rooms from furniture catalogues. Almost as if a child would try to make a collage of their dream home with expectations based purely on 70s soviet interior design.

Dorian finally settled down on the sofa.

“We need to talk,” Steven said without a preamble.

Dorian’s face fell. “About what?”

“Start with why were you sitting in a car, covered in blood, pretending not to know Borna,” Steven said.

Borna pulled out Madam Reid’s business card. “Does this mean anything to you?”

Dorian’s eyes widened. “So she is here!” he exclaimed. Taking a moment to compose his face into something resembling neutrality, he gave the card back. “She’s…” He stopped, closing his mouth and opening it again. “My boss?”

“Is she your boss or is she your boss, among other things?” Borna asked.

Dorian gave him a long look. “She probably told you, didn’t she?” he asked.

“Told him what?” Steven cut in.

“She probably didn’t tell you,” Dorian said. “You’re not… you know.”

“A werewolf?” Borna asked bluntly.

Dorian nodded. “I don’t know if I should talk about this with-” He gestured to Steven. “Sorry, man,” he added sheepishly.

“If you don’t tell us both now I’ll tell him later,” Borna said.

Dorian met both their unmoving stares. “Okay, okay,” he mumbled. “So you know that there’s this organisation connecting all the werewolves, right?” 

They both nodded.

“Well, we need to make sure none of us gets revealed to the general public.” Dorian sighed wearily. “And this also includes taking care of the feral ones.”

“Feral?” Steven had concern written all over his face.

Dorian shrugged. “Some get so caught up in the euphoria of the wolf form they don’t want to change back,” he explained. “With time they completely forget who they are. Can cause a whole lot of trouble.”

“And what do you do with those?” Steven asked, voice low and wary.

“We shoot them.”

Borna placed a hand on Steven’s shoulder, who was already ready to launch himself at Dorian.

“And when were you going to tell us about that, huh?” Steven snarled. “Don’t you think that’s an important detail to mention?”

Borna pulled him to lean back on the couch. “How common is that?” he asked.

Dorian shook his head. “Not very. Last night was the first call in months.”

“So that’s why you were covered in blood that night.”

Dorian nodded. “We accidentally hit him with the car and then Gary finished him off with a bullet. It was quick, but burying the body was messy.”

Borna nodded thoughtfully. “Is that all you do under Reid?”

“No, not at all.” Dorian’s face cleared up, his demeanor losing the gloom. “It’s kind of like a… support network, you know? There’s things that we have to take care of for the good of the whole community, but if you’ve got problems, even if they’re completely unrelated, you’ll get help!”

Steven and Borna exchanged dubious glances. “That sounds very good,” Borna slowly said.

“Too good,” Steven concluded. “Where’s the catch?”

Dorian rolled his eyes. “There’s no catch, we just have to stick together, you know?” He shrugged. “Like we all immediately decided to stick together after finding out we’re all trans!”

“Sounds legit,” Borna said.

Steven huffed indignantly, but refrained from commenting.

“Is the interrogation over?” Dorian asked. “I was actually really looking forward to spending some time with people that aren’t my coworkers, but not like this.”

“One last thing,” Steven said.

Dorian groaned.

“Do you know about anything happening on Friday?”

Dorian nodded. “We’ve got the monthly meetup. Why?”

“I’m invited,” Borna answered.

“Shit.”

“And why is that bad?” Steven asked sharply.

Dorian took a deep breath. “Turning other people without any consultation within the group is generally… frowned upon,” he said. “It would be best if we pretended that we don’t know each other.”

“And why don’t they want you to turn people without their approval?” Steven asked.

“Recklessness. Bad characters.” Dorian shrugged. “Better to have others take a look to make sure no one too problematic ends up with powers.”

Borna nodded. “And if it happens anyway?”

“I don’t know, never saw anything like that happen.”

“Until you did me.”

“Until I did you.”

“That’s what she said,” Steven mumbled absent-mindedly. Then he looked upon the clock on his phone. “Shit, I’m gonna be late!”

He got up, making sure that he had everything he needed with himself. “Work,” he explained when Dorian shot him a puzzled look.

“You too?” Dorian asked, looking over to Borna who also got up, getting ready to leave, but Dorian’s question made him pause. “No.”

“Then you could stay for a bit?” Dorian asked. “If you don’t have anywhere to be?”

Steven shot him a glare, but Borna shrugged and put down his jacket. “Sure,” he said, ignoring Steven’s tightly pressed lips.

Dorian and Borna walked Steven to the doors, saying goodbye, Dorian valiantly trying to melt Steven’s icy demeanour.

“Stay safe,” Borna said, patting Steven on the back. 

“You too.”

Steven didn’t need to give Dorian an extra glare to demonstrate what he meant, but he did it anyway.

After the doors closed Dorian let out a breath. “He really doesn’t like me, huh?” he said awkwardly.

“Biting people, turning them into werewolves and failing to explain key elements tends to invoke that reaction, yeah,” Borna replied dryly.

Dorian shot him a sheepish gaze. “Sorry?”

Borna snorted. “It’s alright, he’s taking it way worse than I am, honestly.”

They returned to the living room.

“You sure you wouldn’t like a beer?” Dorian asked. After a moment’s thought Borna nodded. “If you’ll have one,” he said.

They sat down on the couch again, much less tense than before.

“So what is it like?” Dorian asked.

Borna took a sip. “It’s still so early,” he said. “Spent last few days feeling like shit.”

Dorian nodded in sympathy. “Those weren’t fun for me either.”

“How long has it been for you?”

“A few years,” Dorian answered, his face growing more solemn. “They found me at a… bad time. Helped immensely.”

Borna nodded wordlessly. Dorian was staring in front of himself, fingers toying with the edge of the label on his bottle.

“I was stuck with my shitty family, failing my studies, closeted as hell. Would start fights with people just to feel something.” Smiling wryly, he looked up back at Borna. “One night I started a fight with one of the wolves but we somehow befriended each other. It was him who suggested to turn me.”

Borna nodded. “It sounds like they really helped you.”

“They did, it’s just so…” Dorian trailed off. Then he leaned forward, smiling conspiratorially. “Don’t you feel more in charge of your life?” he asked, voice low, but fervent. “Don’t you feel like you own your body more than you ever did before?”

“I…” Words died on Borna’s lips.

“I’ve seen how you two came here today,” Dorian said, sounding a touch more like his usual self. “You didn’t break a sweat, meanwhile Steven was huffing like a steam train from all the stairs.”

“You’re right,” Borna realized, brows knotting. “That was weird.”

Dorian smiled smugly. “That’s just a start.”

---

They ended up chatting for hours, exchanging stories, jokes, music recommendations, veering away from heavier themes after Dorian’s little confession. It got late by the time Borna got back home, though Steven was still at work. As he worked the morning shift the next day, he went to sleep without much preamble - as curious as he must have been, Steven would get mad if Borna lost sleep waiting for him to come home so he could report all the details of the hangout.

---

Dorian woke up with a swooping sense of excitement in his stomach. He had to survive his mind-numbing shift first, but then it was the time for the meeting, and meetings were good. The time in the store dragged like never before, the usual anticipation exacerbated by the fact that Borna was coming too.

His phone started vibrating, the screen showing three poop emojis. Dorian sighed, picking it up. “What is it?” he asked.

“Am at the back doors,” Gary’s voice crackled through the tiny phone speaker. “Let me in, I’ve got a package.”

“Coming,” Dorian replied and put the phone down. Casting a glance at the store windows, he left his chair, disappearing through the curtain to the back.

Unlocking the doors, he was greeted by the sight of Gary’s bulging arms wrapped around a giant cardboard box. He stepped aside, holding the doors open.

“It’s a big one,” Gary said needlessly. “Natalie will send someone to collect it.”

Dorian nodded. “Just put it on the floor there so it won’t get in the way.”

Gary put down the boy with a dull thud, pushing it towards the wall. “Did you talk with Natalie these days?” he asked.

“No, did she hear any new gossip?”

“She said there’s a new wolf in town.”

Dorian carefully schooled his face into an expression of surprise and interest. “Oh, really?” he asked, voice almost not wavering at all. “Does she know anything more?”

Gary smiled slyly. “She said he was one of your sort.”

The resulting eyeroll was completely genuine. “And what does that mean?” Dorian asked sarcastically.

“I don’t know,” Gary said innocently. “But she said he was kinda cute.”

Dorian shooed him towards the exit. “Out!” he yelled, slapping Gary lightly.

“I’m going, I’m going!” Gary exclaimed, cackling loudly. Dorian shut the door behind him, laughing despite himself.

---

Dorian freshened himself up, making sure to put on one of his nicer shirts. He had a bit of patchy stubble, but after a moment’s thought he decided to leave it. He didn’t have much time anyway. Once he’d get embarrassed by the desire to make himself look nice for the meetups, but he spent too many days wearing whatever he grabbed from the wardrobe in the morning, too sleepy to really care. It was nice to feel pretty once in a while. Shrugging his jacket on, he left his apartment.

Gary was waiting for him with the car, honking once when he saw him get outside.

“Hurry up, pretty boy!” he shouted.

Dorian jogged to the car and got in. “Sorry,” he said, out of breath. Then his face screwed up. “What the fuck is this smell?”

“It’s my new cologne,” Gary replied defensively.

Dorian shot him a pitying look. “I still can’t believe you’re a wolf,” he said. “Can’t you smell-”

“You’re the one to talk,” Gary grumbled. “You smell like cheap soap and stale cigarettes.”

“Why do we need to come early anyway?” Dorian asked, ignoring Gary’s remark.

“We need to set up some things.”

“Okay, why do I need to come early?”

Gary snorted. “Maybe Madam thought you could do with some extra workout.”

“Fuck off.”

---

They met up at a café, small and secluded, but most importantly private and owned by another  wolf. It was warm, walls covered in wood panels from which photos of nature and a few hunting trophies hung. The windows had white curtains, allowing the patrons extra privacy, and the patio was lined with large potted plants. Natalie was already waiting for them at the entrance.

“Hi!” she chirped. “Samara needs some help with hooking up the projector to the laptop, and someone needs to rearrange chairs and tables.”

“I can help Samara,” Gary said quickly, earning a stink-eye from Dorian.

“Great!” Natalie exclaimed. “After you’re done Madam will want to speak to you.”

Gary and Dorian nodded, exchanging looks.

Dorian felt his palms sweat. “Let’s get to work, then,” he sighed and they entered the café.

Miles, the café owner, was already waiting for Dorian. He was an older man, with a weathered face and salt-and-pepper beard of an admirable length. “Come on, kid,” he said. “I’m too old to move these things by myself.”

Dorian looked miserably at heavy solid-wood tables and chairs. “Me too,” he mumbled.

---

A sweaty while later Dorian and Gary reconvened at the back of the room.

“How was doing some real work like?” Gary asked smugly.

“Sucked,” Dorian replied. “How was getting rejected by Samara for the millionth time like?”

“Sucked,” Gary admitted.

Dorian cackled, earning himself a rather massive elbow to the ribs. They walked through the curtain behind the counter, stopping in front of the doors to the office. Gary knocked.

“Come in,” Madam Reid called from inside.

They entered, closing the doors behind themselves. Madam Reid shut her laptop and put away a stack of papers. “Thank you for helping Samara and Miles,” she said.

“Anytime,” Dorian mumbled.

“You’re probably wondering why I wanted to talk to you two,” she said.

They nodded.

Sighing deeply, she stood up. “It has come to my attention that there’s a new wolf in town.”

Gary nodded. “Heard it from Natalie.”

“Yeah,” Dorian added hoarsely.

“It’s always very risky to turn someone without the help of the community,” Madam Reid continued. Then she fixed her steely gaze upon Dorian. “So you can probably imagine how shocked I was to learn that one of my own did that.”

“Dorian?”

It’s been a while since Dorian heard Gary’s voice this fragile, this hurt. He wanted to do something, to turn around and tell him that it’s not like that, except that it was, and that Dorian was too frozen on the spot to do anything other than just stand there and stare back at Madam Reid.

“You must understand we have to tell others about it,” she continued. “Things like this must be dealt with communally.”

Dorian nodded mutely. He wasn’t sure if he’d be able to make a sound if he tried.

“And I think that it would be best if you didn’t take part in the meeting today,” Madam Reid said gently. “Some might get… upset after being told the news.”

Dorian nodded again.

“Gary?” she said, finally releasing Dorian from her gaze. “Can you stay with Dorian?”

“Yeah,” Gary replied hoarsely.

Madam Reid looked at Dorian again. “I know this is scary, and we’re upset, but we don’t want you to do anything rash that could hurt you,” she explained. “We can find a way to solve this constructively.”

She put her papers and laptop in a bag. “Wait here, please?” she said. Exiting the room, she gave Gary an encouraging squeeze of the shoulder. The lock clicked behind her and then Dorian and Gary were left alone.

“Don’t you trust us?” Gary asked, and Dorian’s vision blurred with tears.

“It’s not that,” he whispered, sniffling lightly. He felt a heavy hand on his shoulder, gently pulling him to turn around.

“We’ve been through so many things,” Gary quietly said.

Dorian avoided looking at his face, staring at the wall instead. He took a deep breath. “I know.”

“Why did you even do it?”

Gary’s hands now gripped his shoulders and Dorian could feel him trying to catch eye contact. More tears sprang up to his eyes and he finally looked at Gary who was just a smear through the tears.

“I’m so scared,” he confessed and then Gary scooped him up in a hug.

“You know how lone wolves usually end up,” Gary mumbled into his hair.

Dorian nodded, wiping his tears in Gary’s shirt. The wetness on his cheeks felt too much like blood.

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@seventhdaughter   asked   : 8   .   write   the   url   of   a   fellow   roleplayer   and   compliment   them  .

handwriting   ask   meme   -   accepting !!

um   ,   actually   i’m   complimenting   many   roleplayers   .  under   the   cut   because   things   got   long 

transcript because my handwriting sucks :

@grlkills : your aesthetic ?? your ocs ? beautiful . i adore your blogs and you are so wonderfully creative . 

@gorestrewn ( plus all your other blogs ) : you writing is out of this world ! your prose gives me butterflies . i admire you and your creativity so much . 

@starfalled : HOHO boy ! i was literally honored when you followed me. i love your vibes so much and your aesthetic . 

@abjject / @dimitresca : um your prose ? your formatting ? your blog layout ? it’s all perfect ! you are wonderful and i can’t believe i have so much talent in my life . 

@songbirdsandsugar / @cfgcdsandmcnsters : you. are. so. nice ! it makes me so happy to write with you . seriously , you’re just th sweetest and i love lucy !

@michellewebster : there are no words to describe how much i love your blog(s) ! i love shelly and indescribable amount . 

@cfmycwn : where to begin ?? your alice is perfect . period . your prose . perfect . period . you’re just the best . period . 

@nosac-glave : everyone go follow . borna is the best oc . i love both of you and you deserve the world . thank you , borna , for being nice to johanna . 

@seventhdaughter / @fairyraised​ : wow , you’ve really seen most of it , haven’t you ? you were my second follower when i made jo’s first blog . just thank you for sticking with me and across all my blogs . you are the best . 

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😊 - It makes me happy to see you on my dashboard!

😍 - I love your writing style!

🤩 - You’re one of the blogs I admire the most!

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😊 - It makes me happy to see you on my dashboard!

😍 - I love your writing style!

🤩 - You’re one of the blogs I admire the most!

I appreciate you so much oml. I admire the depth that you've given Borna: she is by far one of the most interesting OC's I've ever had the pleasure to write with! She's so very different and complex! I love the dynamics that she brings to the table and your writing? Perfection! I've said this before, but I'll say it again, but you really do bring your character to life in your writing and I admire you so very much for that!

[prettygoodnames]

HAI I'M BACK WITH ANOTHER OC 😭✋

They/them pronouns, obviously a lesbian disaster 🙃 BUT I LOVE THEM SO HERE'S SOME INFO

Is of Swiss-Irish decent (grew up in Cork most of their childhood but moved to France during their college years with their dads)

RBK (Right below knee) amputee (limb deficiency)

Tattoo artist! ✒️ they also have a tattoo on their back! (refer to pic below ; its design is from the anime Hunter x Hunter)

ENTP!!

Witty and sarcastic WE STAN A SHARP TONGUED DRAGON

One time in high school a douche made fun of them for being a lesbian so they leg sweeped the guy with a pole and smacked him "down there" (poor guy had to get surgery)

ANYWAYSTHEY'REBADASS

They LOVE anime (stuff like MHA, Haikyuu!, and Sk8 the Infinity!) 🦸🏻‍♂️🏐🛹

They have a cold exterior but if you hurt one of their friends you better run 👀

I hope you don't mind me sending in my OCs like this 🥺 I'm just not really good at names and stuff

Hi again! I love this OC as well. They sound awesome <3

Agrona

Meaning: battle, slaugter

Origin: Celtic

Ailbhe

Meaning: rock

Origin: Irish

Alternate spelling: Alva

Aldara

Meaning: battle + vigilant, cautious

Origin: Germanic

Blair

Meaning: plain, field, battleground

Origin: Gaelic

Borna

Meaning: fight, battle

Origin: Slavic

Emer

Meaning: swift

Origin: Irish

Flann

Meaning: red

Origin: Irish Gaelic

Keelan

Meaning: slender and fair

Origin: Irish

Maeve

Meaning: intoxicating

Origin: Gaelic

Morrigan

Meaning: great queen

Origin: Irish

Muirgen

Meaning: born of the sea

Origin: Irish

Neasa

Meaning: not gentle

Origin: Irish