#oc: brusi

[ehrmantrautpup]

My dnd bear guy. Brusi

[saintwolve]

this is not enough, this is not enough to prove it yet, no i’ve got to hit the bottom !

[ask-the-3rr0rs]

"Can't Hide forever, 'Ellie'" - ? ???????

[zero-art-or-braincell]

madam boytoy takes the stage

[lucifers-rubber-duck]

𖤓 Being part of I.M.P

would include 𖤓

Warnings: Blitzø's stalking tendencies.

Having to deal with Loona

• Loona by herself is already a piece of work, she's rude to everyone for no reason, doesn't do her job well and is lazy as fuck.

• You would be no exception and she would make comments about your clothes, your hair, the way you talk, anything that can put you down.

• She constantly steals your lunch, and doesn't matter where you hide it, she will just sniff it and eat it all, she even throws tantruns if you get angry with her about it.

• You constantly have to do her job for her. She will just take a break no matter the time and leave the clients hanging on the phone. Not only you have to work as a assassin but also as a secretary when she just decides to not be around.

• It doesn't help that 60% of the time the calls aren't from raging clients but from that horny owl prince Blitzø slept with and you have to listen to his deranged commentary on your boss.

Blitzø's shenanigans

• Your boss is far from being responsible and you learned that way too late. He's loud, unprofessional, has a weird thing for horses and doesn't care on respecting your personal life.

• He constantly spies on you the same way he does with Millie and Moxxie. You already changed the locker five times and always makes sure the windows are closed but he always gets in and eats your goddam food.

• His weird thing for horses also makes your life worse, most of the times the cleaning duty is up to you and his drawers are full of pictures, art and horses figurines, you want to clean your eyes with bleach after seeing some of those images. He also info dumps to you about his OCs.

• There's also multiple occasions were you have to pick him up from places, either because he got way too drunk or because he got in trouble with another demon and got kicked out of the place he was.

• You don't even bother asking about your paycheck anymore, you just wait until Blitzø feels like paying you for the month and try not to waste it all at once 'cause you never know when he will remember to pay you again.

Moxxie and Millie being clingy

• At first you thought the two were very cute together, who wouldn't? A loving couple that like showing to the world they were in love, what's so wrong about it?

• But then you actually started working with them and oh Satan were they a handful to deal with. They just can't keep their tongues away from each other and in the worst timing too.

• You'll enter a room and the two of them will be all over each other, being all flirty and gross that you can't help but make fake vomiting noises and leave. Or you all will be in the middle of killing and they will get turned on by nothing and will start making out while shooting the target, you just don't get why.

• Working with them is basically just being a third wheel for hours and is a mental test because they will make sure you know they love each other and will start singing togheter like they're in some type of musical.

Villain of the week kinda bullshit

• Your paycheck doesn't make justice for the amount of trouble you are pulled to by default just by existing close to them. You lost count of how many close to death experiences you had with these Imps.

• When you thought it would be a easy job, boom, your target was actually a crazy woman with a shotgun. You wanted a nice time at a theme park while working as security for the owl guy, nuh-uh, can't have that, the park is now on fire. Going to the Warth ring to have some fun and happened to meet a hot cowboy guy? Too bad, he's also evil.

• You all somehow always get out of it unharmed, sometimes with major brusies like the time you came back with a big cut on your arm because one of the Cherub's arrows actually hit you, but it's still a miracle to you that you're all alive. But your coworkers always move past it like it's nothing.

• And to be honest? You do the same, after so much time having to deal with this crazy scenarios, you just grow used to it. Your free time at the office is just waiting for a new costumer to come or to a new wacky adventure to start.

• Also, I hope you know how to sing because said Villains of the week like singing a lot and will do at any given opportunity.

[slvt4rhea]

thankful.

hey guys! so this is my first story on here and i'm not very good at writing so it may be terrible but i tried my best! now it's a little short but i hope u guys like it 🤗

tw's/talk of abuse, talk of bruising/injury (let me know if there's anything else i forgot!)

rhea ripley x !black fem-oc!

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here's a little bit a backstory. your boyfriend had convinced you to move away from home because he thought it would be better if you weren't so close to your family and friends. you were hesitant at first but ended up giving into it. never did you think you would be in this situation right now. its was the night of your birthday and you had just came back from the club to your guys' hotel room where you had been staying since you moved here because you guys didn't have enough money for an apartment. your boyfriend was drunk and he had started yelling about some nonsense. one thing led to another and he had put his hands on you. he left you with a busted lip, a slightly bruised eye, a bloody nose, and brusies all over your body. once you were able to get him off, you had ran out of the room and bolted to the elevator. you didn't know where to go but you had to go somewhere. while the elevator goes down it stops on a floor and a tall light-skinned, gothic, buff, short black-haired woman steps on. she had on a skin tight shirt, high waisted black skinny jeans, and boots. she seen you were crying and immediately asked

"are you okay? do you need help?" to which you replied with a very faint "please..."

"my name is rhea. what happened to you?" she said with a sympathetic tone. you had told her everything that happened and she offered to take you back up there to grab all of your belongings because you were going to be rooming with her tonight. you took the offer because how else were you going to get your stuff and where else were you going to stay?

"im going to call my bestfriend. he can help us with getting your stuff." about five minutes after she had called him, a very tall, muscular, tan skinned, rockstar looking guy came from out of the elevator and towards us. you learned that his name was damian. you all had made your way back up to the room and knocked on the door. as soon as that door opened damian grabbed your now ex-boyfriend by his shirt and threw him on the wall. he told you to hurry grab everything you had. which is what you did. after you guys left, you went to rhea's hotel room and you set your stuff down.

"thank you so much. i genuinely don't know what i would've done without you guys." stella said with tears in her eyes. rhea hugged her. "you don't have to thank us sweetheart. it was the right thing to do."

the next morning rhea had asked if you had any place to stay. which you replied with no and told her how he had made you move away from your family and friends. you didn't expect her to but she offered to take you back to orlando with her and you could stay in the spare bedroom in her house. you didn't want to seem ungrateful so you said yes. you guys had arrived in orlando and made your way to rhea's house. it was huge. you debated asking her where she worked and if they were hiring because this is definitely worth a lot of money. she showed you to your room and gave you a tour of the entire house. her dogs were so cute there were three of them. barry, luna, and bella.

"i know you don't have any showering stuff right now so you can take a shower in my bathroom, help yourself to anything. i'll get you a towel and a change of clothes." she came back with a towel, a t-shirt that said 'motionless in white' and a pair of black sweatpants with all kinds of designs on them.

you had taken a quick shower, carefully washing yourself due to all of the bruising and washing your hair. you had came out of the bathroom and walked into the kitchen. rhea was already eating but she got up and went towards the microwave, opening it and pulling out a container that had chicken and rice in it.

"i know you probably haven't eaten in a while so i got you something." rhea said handing you the food. "thank you, i appreciate it. i really do appreciate everything that you've done for me. you really didn't have to." stella said with a smile. "i told you, you don't have to thank me. you needed help and i gave that to you." rhea said taking another bite of her food.

after you guys had finished eating you were sitting on the couch watching tv. you had fallen asleep on the couch watching a movie with rhea. she glanced over and seen you were asleep so she turned the tv off and softly scooped you up, walking towards your room and laying you down in your bed then tucking you in. sometime during that you had woken up. not fully but enough to where you could realize what happened and thank her. after she had left you drifted back asleep thinking about how much you were thankful for her. if she hadn't walked into that elevator you didn't know where you would be right now.

[localsadidagirl]

Market Chaos- Iop boy x Sadida🌱 reader

✨This is like the backstory of how our Sadida reader met Iop boy:) I haven't made Iop boy a full OC yet, but I have made a little Pinterest board to visualize him a bit more: ( https://pin.it/3nT1JGJau ). I will make a ton of short stories with Iop x Sadida reader. But anyway enjoy! No warnings except playful banter!

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"Alright, so that checks off the Earthmother root for the stew, enchanted nuts for the bread, and flowermilk. All we need left is Petalberry for the tarts, Doll!", you say to your summoned companion.

Doll was the only companion you thoughy was worth bringing out to the city when you moved away from home to grow your medicinal business away from your family.

You love them, but sometimes for your own peace loving from a distance is needed, hence why you moved to a whole new place knowing exactly no one.

Definitely seeing and ignoring the amount of stares you receive when walking around. You understand why though, why would a Sadida like yourself move away from the kingdom that so many wish to move to. And Sadida's aren't known for leaving their family often staying close their entire natural life. But just thinking about it all gives you a headache.

"I'll probably only need a bag for the tarts, right Doll? Doll?", you call out when you don't get a response. As soon as you look up to see what has your summoned so occupied you get a flash of fire red hair. And the hardest tackle you have every endured in your life. Breath knocked out of you. Soul out of your body ( oh yall get the point mb ).

"Earthmother, why? Why now? I haven't even gotten to talk to my man, my man, my man...Armant Sheran Sharm ( see what I did there teehee ). "You think to yourself as you lie on the market ground, and Doll freaking out beside you.

" Oh God of War! My bad I didn't mean to knock the wind out of ya! Here let me help you up- ow wait what is that!?!" The weird Iop says as Doll starts biting at his ankles.

"Doll stop it, he's not worth it...", you say still dizzy as Doll runs back to you, whimpering worried.

"I'm so sorry miss, knights honor. I- wow I haven't seen your kind here ever!", he exclaimed while helping you up and picking up your fallen items.

"Wow so first you knock the wind out of my lungs and then you discriminate towards me, just great...", you mumble while pushing him away and brushing your self off. You then picked up a very angry Doll and took your basket from him.

"Oh no miss! I'm sorry, I just haven't seen a Sadida out here for as long as I've been alive. I thought you all usually stayed inside the kingdom?", he said head quirked to the side confused.

"We obviously we ALL don't!", you huff and start to walk away, Doll trying to jump out of your hands and bite the Iop some more.

"Miss please, forgive me. I was not raised to be so rude and ungentleman like. I've just never seen a beauty as amazing as yours before. I now wish i've meet a Sadida sooner.", he says genuienly in a trance.

"Ungentleman like?", you think. That's just about the dumbest thing you've ever heard... but kinda cute.

He finally snaps out of it and offers to hold your basket and walk you back. Doll suddenly able to calm down starts to creep closer and closer to him, soon warming up.

"Well damn I can't be that easy." , you say becoming somewhat smitten with the boy.

After really taking in his full appearance, you see his firery red hair, tan skin, and you see many brusies and battle scars littered all over his skin. And a huge...ass...sword on his back...with an eye staring right at you...

"OH GREAT MOTHER WHAT IS THAT?!?!", you say jumping back, and grabbing Doll back in your arms.

"Oh that's my Shushu! It's harmless I swear.", he brushes it off nonchalantly.

"Hey princess, you might be decent looking but your not all that. Don't call me a "thing", that thing smugly.

"..........."

"It just spoke right....?", you said dumbfounded that this THING just tried you.

"Stop it! Don't say that to the pretty lady! Sorry about that miss, he forgets himself sometimes. But yes he can speak, he a ShuShu, a demon trapped in a weapon pretty much", he explains frantically trying to shut up his sword.

"So what your some kind of knight or something? You look pretty bruised up." , you said gaining some interest into the mysterious Iop. Doll gaining newfound interest into his very annoyed ShuShu.

You've heard about the notorious Iops. Not many positive things. How they're a bunch of braindead warriors who let their weapons do the talking. And seeing how they're your main clientele, they seem to live up to their name.

But there was something different about him, he seemed to embrace his scars to his fullest extent. even though Iops are fierce they can also be very vain. But he doesn't seem to know how much of a himbo he looks like. It just gives him another...likeness factor, you think as he tries to calms his ShuShu from going off on your companion.

"Huh? Oh yes miss! Well... somewhat. I hope to be one day, but right now Imma bounty hunter doing odd jobs here and there y'know." , he says picking up another items that you might have dropped, along with your purse.

"Well looking at your wounds you should get treated before those cuts get infected. You have so many scars on you, because you didn't get them treated properly, you should go to a different healer.", you say with your expert medicinal knowledge.

"Oh yea, I just run some water on them and keep going!", he says like that's something to be proud of.

"You...just run some water on them...? Are you braindead?", you say flabbergasted at his Yop-brain.

"Wait is that bad?", he says seriously confused.

"Oh great mother help me... look cause I'm too good of a healer I can't let you walk around like that. Come on, grab those bags and follow me." You say grabbing his hand and dragging him back to your place, with Doll following while annoying the angry ShuShu.

He started to look into your basket while following you aimlessly, noticing a multitude of herbs. "Are ya a healer perchance miss?", he says amazed there's more to you.

"Yea and it'll be against my morals to let you walk around looking roughed up."

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"There, done! I've patched up every cut, and you need to rub this ointment on your bruises every night. Come back in a week so i change your bandages.", you say cleaning up your supplies and laying down a very sleepy Doll.

"Can I come sooner...?"

You look back to see this sun kissed, red head himbo looking up at you with the most yearning eyes you've ever seen.

"Ehmmm!" , you clear your throat as you snap out of it. "Why, do you need something else?", you say you turn back around to avoid his very intense gaze, pretending to mess with your herbs.

"Your name maybe?"

"It's [your name], anything else?"

"No. I just really want to see ya more, I don't really know why though. But I feel...connected to ya presence or somethin'. Can I get to know ya more?" He asks standing up to his full height looking down at you, demanding your attention.

"Fine, you can come back tomorrow. But I'll be busy with some more patients.", you say breathlessly. trying not to fall back in his gaze cause damn...you might really be that easy.

"That's fine, I'll be glad to help so I don't burden you!", he says as his demeanor changes to a perkier one.

"UGH! We get it! Get me out of this room so that you two can have it to yourselves.", his sword says rolling it's eye at the two of you.

"Oh hush! Sorry about him.", he says smiling sheepishly while scratching the back of his head.

"Yea whatever get your PET under control.", you say pointedly at the arrogant sword as he scoffs at you.

"But he's right we should get going, I'll come back tomorrow yea?", he says packing up his sword and heading towards the door.

"Sure, see you tomorrow.", you say standing in the doorway staring into his auburn eyes before he walks away waving.

After watching him walk back towards the city you close your door ad walk back towards your bathroom looking at your bed to see Doll sleeping peacefully.

"I'd say well be having a pretty eventful day tomorrow, Doll.", you say still thinking about the boy who ( literally ) came crashing into your life as you start your night routine. Winding down your day to start a very new day in the morning.

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✨Hey guys so this is my first post back. Just wanted to explain a few things if maybe you have no idea what I'm writing about. This is a Wakfu fanfic that features a Sadida reader ( you! ) and an Iop boy. Who I yet to make into a full oc. But will post when I do. The food references I made are NOT tied to Wakfu or Dofus, I just freeballed it there. And if there is anything else you guys might have questions about please feel free to reach out and ask away! Byeeee!

Oh wait, also my man, my man, my man. Armant Sheran Sharm is the prince of the Sadida kingdom ( may he rest in peace... )

Word Count: 1451

[saintwolve]

[ wip ]

[ tw wounds, blood, bruises ]

another wip. idk if i just wanna keep this one as a sketch piece or color

[swanjamika]

Oc lore

Whenever it is Shibara's birthday he and Shira(👁️His soul) would go to the river where he drowns him in till 4: 44 PM or AM which is the time he'll get undrowned. Shibara will deal with how cold it is and exesive cuts or big injury caused by shira but mostly pirahnas. If those injuries weren't shown is because he hides them by painting the color of his skin

Mayday will collect pollens and eats them(⚠️Do not do this, its going to make you sick⚠️) for 10 min without puking them, because after 10 min he'll be immune to vomiting in which he won't be crying for a meantime, but mayday will often vomit a lot of pollen as he has bulimia and also pollen is unhealthy which is one reason he barely eats.

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Haragunta's older brother, Alies got into a crash on the airplane because his brother sabatoged the plane for revenge for ruining his life. He was covered in brusies, burns in the stomach, ED, and so on.

Fun fact the second vid I got inspiration in mouthwashing.

[shipperwithnomister]

I actually have an OC with a fear of mirrors cause her ex-whumper liked forcing her to stare at brusies and cuts.

Whumpy Moments #9

"Look."

Whumpee whined as the nails dug into their jaw, forcing their face forward. They tried to squirm back. Away. Anywhere. But Whumper's arm around their waist kept them firmly in place.

"Open your eyes and look."

Whumpee's breaths came in short, quick punches, searing down their throat as they struggled to ignore the blood dripping warm down their skin.

They didn't have the energy to fight anymore.

They opened their eyes, squinting forward through the tears.

Their reflection stared back. Pitiful. Bruised. Bloodied and trembling.

Whumper smiled over their shoulder. "Isn't this nice? Isn't this better?"

Whumpee flinched as Whumper's hand dropped from their jaw, snaking around their neck. Their skin crawled as Whumper's fingers rubbed gently up and down their pulse point.

"I want you to see this. Get used to seeing yourself like this." Whumper hummed, looking them over in the glass. "You tried so hard to be the hero. It's not your fault. Weakness just suits you."

(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @jadeocean46910 @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @tropes-for-my-md-daydreams @batfacedliar-yetagain @suspicious-whumping-egg @wormwriting @meowsikbox @villainsvictim @throwawaywhumper @wild-selenite-caffine @whumpasaurus101 @thecitythatdoesntsleep @whumpworld @cryptidhongo @rose-pinkie @whumpberry-cookie)

[loudmouthedllama]

Maybe I'm overthinking it.. but I truly believe that the rpc in general literally fucks with a person's mental health, as stated by that other anon. I already go through enough shit in my life as it is, how is it that this so-call hobby can bring this much disaster!? mutuals having you second guess yourself or try to gaslight you into thinking that you're the crazy one. And don't get me started on those who takes it ooc personally if you dare have your muse be mean to theirs and they start crying like an infant on the dash, instead of talking to you privately and you're made looking like the bad guy.. and this is a late 20 something year old adult doing this.. it's creepy.

Oh my god, you're making me cringe at how badly you are NOT overthinking this concept. They fucking treat you guy like you're fucking ETs or like some creature who must never be brought up, UNLESS IT IS TO DEHUMANIZE AND BULLY THEM. They act like fucking terrified SHEEP TOWARD UNPUBLISHED FEMALE OCS, AND I FUCKING LAUGH MY ASS OFF AT THEM. They think they are such hot shit too, all because they play as a published oc (CANON).

When in reality they are the ones coming off as fucking crazy, and making the unpublished oc writer freaked out, and wondering if they safe. THEY ARE OPRESSING YAS. LISTEN TO A LLAMA, PLEASE.

YOU DESERVE BETTER

YOU DESERVE RESPECT

YOU DESERVE YOUR OCS TO BE LOVED AND RESPECTED

YOU DESERVE BETTER TREATMENT FROM THOSE WHO STOLE YOUR KINGDOM'S KEYS!

THEY WERE THE ONES TO DRAW FIRST BLOOD BY STEALING YOUR KINGDOM, THEN GASLIGHTING YAS INTO THINKING IT WAS YAS FAULT.

TAKE. THEM. BACK. I WILL STAND WITH YOU, I WILL SHOUT AND SCREAM UNTIL MY LUNGS ARE BLOODIED AND BRUSIED FOR YOU.

But I am just one Llama, I need help.

[kiroonsmoon]

Fallen Angel

[sukipershipper]

TW: Blood and Bruises

They may be exes, but damn if they don't like to be a little playful with eachother from time to time.

[mavisartstuff]

Not something self indulgent but

May I offer you: Teenage Jasper?

Ps: He got in a fight :(

[cherry-bomb14]

Day 10: Beaten up!!

Another Fun Fact: Lunar has a high pain tolerance(it's the trauma)

[kingpinparrot]

Some of the oc’s. Cecil and Alec,, dont worry things get better for them.