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ohhicas · 10 months ago

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I love your Aristocat OCs and I was hoping to learn more about Faure's stepdad, Mr. Abraham DeLacey Giuseppe Casey Thomas O'Malley the Alley Cat? He's my favorite from that movie.

For TwstOC purposes, he just goes by Roman! [Other names may exist among those he's Dealt With but, to his wife & the kids, it's just Roman]

A lot of what is "known" about him in the OC-verse is kind of a "well, so I heard," thing, since he's spoken of through the lens of the kids.

Some quick stuff:

He's Completely magicless, and relies on physical strength and "things he learned from his friends on the street, if you can read me." Magic is kind of a 'oh damn!' thing; he's still learning to get used to it as a positive thing since meeting his now-wife. When you grow up magicless, there's a little bit of a bitter feeling, but seeing it in action finally at a personal level has really made him interested. The kittens surprise him near-daily with the things they can do (that he previously just sorta had to. 'Figure out'.)

He's got a lot of friends from his previous life, most of which still exist in his Current Life that the triplets know of as "uncles". While he says that life is behind him, he'd still (probably, with some small hesitation) go to jail to help the guys out.

He'd 100% go to jail without hesitation to protect Eva and the triplets. They may not be biological his, but those are His Kids. He's known them since they were wobbling around and chewing on his tail.

He won't give a straight answer if anyone asks how he and Eva met; he'll leave that one to her. But he will give a very poetic rambling about starlight and The Moment and like finding his soul wandering into his arms until he's gently chided and told to stop.

[ ^- this one is old art ]

There aren't enough words for how in love with Eva he is. They are absolutely That Couple. Honey & Darling have nothing on them. He'd throw himself in front of a moving vehicle if she asked. He'd tear down the world if anything happened to her (or the kids). He'd fight until there was nothing left of him and then still find the strength to keep going should someone hurt one hair on her fluffy head. She thinks his devotion is Quite Charming, and politely requests he not go throwing himself in front of any vehicles on Her Watch, thank you.

Emile (toulouse kitten) looks to him like a role model, and even started taking boxing up as a hobby to try to be closer to him. Faure is fascinated by how many friends and connections he has, and strives to be able to go "Oh, I have a guy for that!" like how Roman can. Antonia thinks of Roman as the 'perfect man', and if any boy interested in her isn't as in love with her as he is with her mom, then she wants no part of it. Roman is forever thankful these kids accepted him so readily as Stepdad, even before he and Eva were married.

[ He was absolutely in a gang before, and while not a pusher, he Was a brawler. He's not super proud of that life, but he wouldn't trade the experiences for anything. He was just freshly 'free' of it and trying to find his next gig when Eva happened into his life. ]

#doodles #doodles: original character #vg oc #twst oc

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sullustangin · 2 years ago

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Fluffy February 2023 Recap

Mission success: I wrote something every day! Some of it was short, some of it was elaborate. Main link to the AO3 collection will be in the reblog later today.

1. Hello -- Theron Shan notices something strange going on at base (with hideous fanart!)

2. Soft -- Theron snuggles with Eva Corolastor (smuggler oc) early in the morning, before he has to go...

3. Anniversary -- Jace Malcom, a stickler for etiquette, arrives with an appropriate first anniversary present for Eva (and Theron).

4. Starlight -- After finding Nok Drayen’s treasure, Eva takes Corso Riggs, Risha Drayen, and Bowdaar somewhere special to celebrate.

5. Amber -- Arcann seeks redemption in the form of Darth Marr’s lightsaber, with the help of Talos Drellik. I’ve already decided I’m going to re-edit this for a larger work in the indeterminate future. Cameo by Ramesses (Sith Warrior OC)

6. Stretch -- Jace watches Satele Shan walk through her lightsaber katas as he drafts a critical sales pitch.

7. Cloak -- Jace deals with the crisis of the day, thanks to his brother, Kal Malcom. I’m mentioned Kal in the past, but this is his first appearance as a character. Let’s just say he’s different from his big brother.

8. Callous -- Eva and Theron spend time together at the firing range.

9. Breezy -- Rass Ordo talks with Torian Cadera and thinks about Mandalorians in love. Then he meets Fria Whitcord (consular OC).

10. Thunder -- Athene Corolastor tends to Eva during her first thunderstorm. Athene has been illusive as a narrative voice until now. Instead of the ethereal, light figure she looks like, she’s definitely coming out with a harder edge than I anticipated.

11. Immaculate -- Arcann goes to see his mother Senya Tirall for an important appointment.

12. Shell -- Eva goes on her first mission with Theron after the carbonite freeze. This is a heist fic, with background bickering from Lana Beniko and Koth Vortena.

13. Pride -- As he holds their son Argento (Argo for short), Theron talks to Eva about the pitfalls of parental pride. This does have some sad feels in there, but everyone is safe and happy here.

14. Free Space: Heartbeat -- Theron goes on his first mission since Ziost, guided through the guts of Zakuul by Marcus Trant. He takes a detour to visit someone. This is the long one of the bunch, at 1800+ words.

15. Reward -- Things weren’t always bad with Darmas Pollaran. A brief look at the beginning of the relationship between Eva and Darmas, right after Balmorra in Chapter 2.

16. Glow -- A fluffy, slightly risque fic on Copero with Eva and Theron: they have plans.

17. Blessed -- Corso gets to know Guss Tuno shortly after Hoth.

18. Glide -- Theron races in his first swoop competition in front of Jace, a fellow former swooper.

19. Loop -- Eva, Corso, and Hylo the cat arrive on Coruscant for the first time.

20. Sink -- The state of a sink and the surrounding environs can reveal a lot about a person. This seems to have been a favorite with readers. :)

21. Tender -- For once, Lana gets hurt, and her friends are there for her.

22. Remember -- Eva experiences her first “Eternal Fleet Remembrance Day” with Theron.

23. Crave -- Aric Jorgan catches Theron at the cantina at 0300, due to unforeseen happy circumstances. This one has some CWs at the top.

24. Bubbly -- Day 2 of the ‘official’ Jace Malcom/Satele Shan relationship on Alderaan.

25. Murmur -- Theron is greeted by Eva and their daughter, Dyominia, after an unexpected mission gone wrong.

26. Joy -- Joy is a noisy house, according to Jace Malcom. Cameo appearances by Kal, Theron, Eva, Argo, and Dyo.

27. Blaze -- They who shoot together, stay together. Or at least that’s Akaavi’s advice to Eva and Theron.

28. Goodbye -- the silly-ass bordering-on-crackfic sequel to #5, starring Arcann, Koth, and Talos.

@fluffyfebruary

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solstans · 4 years ago

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Here’s my oc Eva Starlight more up close thanks to blacksmithing

#my ocs #eso #wood elf

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creative-frequency · 5 years ago

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Destcember2019: A Long Shadow

Word count: 2101 Characters: Guardian!Uldren Sov & Pulled Pork, OC Maeve Vael (Awoken Titan) & Marshmallow Notes: Inspired by the Amnestia-S2 lore in Dawning. This one wouldn’t have happened without @glistoi. Or without @destcember.

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“The Dawning welcomes everyone.” –Eva Levante

Well into the night, the distant gunfire has fallen silent. The Guardian is settled for some restless slumber. Another day spent in solitude, thankfully without conflict. The days are getting shorter and colder with each cool breeze.

His Ghost hovers by, idly making rounds inside the rusted-out shipping container. In a certain point of his loop, his shell catches the dim starlight through a hole on the roof and glints purple. It’s eerily quiet, for now.

The Ghost stops.

“Hey, are you asleep?” He floats close to his Guardian’s face. Two orbs of washed orange shade shimmer in the darkness.

“Not anymore.”

“Someone is sending a distress call across all channels,” the Ghost says, not even mildly catching the Guardian’s interest, “But the signal is terrible.”

The Guardian’s brow furrows. He doesn’t want anything to do with anyone sending distress calls at this hour. A Guardian or not.

“It’s close by.”

The Ghost snaps the audio feed on and the crate is blasted with crackling sounds of combat. Half of the audio is just static buzz.

“Anyone… … … there’s… help… … Can anyone–”

“Turn it off!”

The Guardian is holding his head and the sudden silence pangs in his ears.

“Sorry.”

He looks up. “You don’t have to apologize.”

“Are we going to help her?” the Ghost asks politely with no trace of an opinion. It makes the question sound worse than an outright plea.

There isn’t much humanity left inside that container, but the lingering bits of it are gnawing hard at the Guardian’s conscience. He doesn’t know why he was resurrected. That question haunts him every day, but does he have the right to doom someone else to lose that? Never. Be it a curse or a gift, he can be no judge on another Guardian’s life.

He hesitates and looks up at his Ghost.

“Can you pinpoint the location?”

“Yes, but we need to find an entrance. They’re underground.”

“Best get going then.”

Not many Guardians tread so far off the main pathways in these parts. There’s nothing but Fallen and the dark lairs they avidly defend to their last breath.

The Guardian is used to sticking to the shadows, sneaking past the packs of bloodthirsty Dregs that lurk behind every rock and tree. He rarely has to kill them, which is one of the reasons he hasn’t used a firearm in actual combat in a long time.

“Over there.” The Guardian nods towards a trail of broken Fallen bodies that leads into the abandoned sewer maintenance tunnels. “Is the signal still on?” He wants to know if he’s doing this for naught before venturing further.

“Shit… Anyone copy? We’re running… fumes…”

“Guardian? Do you copy?” He feels weird saying that.

A relieved exhale crackles with a static buzz. “Yes! Lots of… … …trapped… close by?”

The Guardian scrunches his brow, trying to make something comprehensible out of the stuttering words.

“We’re close. Hang in there.”

His Ghost looks at him with pride.

The lights in the sewers are dim but enough to see which of the corridors are framed with Fallen bodies. The Ghost shows light over the Guardian’s shoulder as they venture further. The tunnels go deeper underground than they anticipated. It explains why the signal was so poor. It’s quiet again and only the sounds of dripping water accompany them.

“We might be late,” the Ghost points out.

The Guardian doesn’t want to hear it.

Metallic humming slowly fills the corridors as they go deeper. The Guardian grabs his hand cannon from its holster – a weapon looted from the aftermath of someone else’s battle.

“Put the light out.”

The Ghost comes to hover closer to his Guardian’s shoulder.

The narrow tunnel ends up in a rather large rectangular room with multiple doorways on different levels. The corridors lead out into the darkness like branches from a tree trunk. Some of them have collapsed, recently, by the looks of it. On the other end of the clearing lies a row of huge machines that look like water pumps and their controls. The humming reverberating in the room is coming from the two still working ones. Dust is swirling over the rubble on the floor and the Guardian almost trips on a dead Fallen.

“If you’re another Fallen, you’d best come here fast so we can sort this out!” Someone makes a show of spitting as loudly as possible.

“There she is!” the Ghost yelps.

The Guardian checks around for any eyes glowing in the dark and steps into the room.

“We’re here to help!” he says loud enough to be heard over the pumps but can’t see anyone.

“Oh, thank the Traveler!”

Another Ghost, a vanilla colored one, snaps their light on and glides in the air to the Guardian. “Over here! We got trapped in the… explosions,” she explains and leads the way to the massive water pumps. One of them lies broken on the floor.

“Quickly, before they come back!” The other Guardian sounds relieved.

She is a Titan. An Awoken one, just like him. Her broken helmet is on the floor and her hair is caked with dirt, but there’s a distinguishable bubblegum pink shade underneath.

In that moment the Guardian realizes he isn’t wearing his helmet. The helmet he always keeps on. Were he not in the company of a lady, he would let out the ugly words buzzing in his mind.

“C’mon, I can’t lift this by myself,” she groans and motions with her one free hand towards the pile of rubble that used to be a water pump, on her midsection. Three weapons are scattered around her within arm reach and a respectable amount of shell casings dots the floor like stars, twinkling in the Ghosts’ lights.

“I can’t heal her like that.” The vanilla-colored Ghost makes a sad motion of scanning her Guardian again, unable to do anything to help her.

The Guardian clears out some of the debris, hoping that the noise won’t lure out any more Fallen. The more he looks around, the more corpses he sees. The Titan has been efficient in her last stand.

“Ready? Three, two… one…”

She takes in a deep breath as soon as the pump wreckage rises off her chest and the two Guardians push it aside. Her Ghost pulses with Light. She stays on the floor for a few seconds, evening out her breathing and looking at the Guardian next to her. He pulls his hood on and looks away.

Distant skittering sounds soon begin to creep closer, barely distinguishable through the metallic humming.

“We should go.”

“Good call.”

The Titan grabs her weapons, jumps up and motions for the Guardian to lead the way. He isn’t fond of the idea of a fully armed Guardian behind his back but he doesn’t have much choice. The skittering footsteps are rapidly growing in volume, accompanied by ugly words in Eliksni.

An arc trap grenade falls to their feet.

“Run!” the Titan yells and kicks the grenade to where they came from. It explodes midair, creating a convenient, pulsating field of arc energy. First of the Fallen dregs runs straight into it.

The entrance is not far. The Guardian shoots at the Fallen pouring out of the other tunnels and trying to cut in front of them. He doesn’t think anything but the amount of bullets he has left. His aim is steady and the knife on his belt is swift to meet any Fallen that manage to get too personal.

Starlight is already pouring into the corridor and the Guardians move faster, empowered by the thought of a narrow escape from death.

“Watch out!”

The Titan pushes the Guardian aside, catches something from the air and without wasting a trice throws it back towards the entrance.

The loud boom is deafening. Shrill noise pierces the Guardian’s hearing and prevents him from focusing on how the tunnel entrance collapses with Fallen screams. He stumbles to the forest floor and leans on a tree. He feels nauseous. His Ghost says something, but he can only hear the flat, high-pitched noise.

The Ghost pulses with Light and his hearing snaps back.

The Titan walks up to them, eyes narrowed and hands on her hips. The Guardian regrets not running further the moment they got outside. What was he waiting for? To be thanked?

“I’m Maeve. This is Marshmallow. What’s your name?”

The Guardian pauses. What does he have to risk but another bullet in his head?

“Uldren.”

That’s what the other Guardians keep yelling at him. He has thought about coming up with a new name and his Ghost encouraged that, but he hasn’t yet. He has never needed to introduce himself.

The Titan doesn’t miss a beat. “Good to meet you.”

Uldren is still half-expecting to be presented to the business-end of her shotgun. He nods clumsily.

“How did you end up here?” she asks. “Not many Guardians in these parts.”

The wicked feeling of anxiety melting into relief has Uldren huff the air out of his lungs. The Titan really seems friendly. There’s none of that crushing grief or twisting rage on her features that he is used to meeting.

Uldren turns to look at his Ghost for answers.

“We heard your distress signal, Miss Maeve,” he says.

Uldren sorely wishes the Ghost will take this sudden kindness at face value and mention nothing of the past hostile approaches of other Guardians.

“Yeah and now I owe you my dumbass life. Well, one of them, at least. I’m still kinda getting used to this.” She laughs and Uldren’s stone face cracks slightly at the morbidity of seeing a smile bloom in the middle of blood splatters.

“Thank you, Uldren.”

His Ghost nudges his shoulder meaningfully.

“You’re welcome. Maeve.”

“We should head back,” Maeve hums and absent-mindedly combs the dirt off her pink hair.

Uldren fiddles with his belt and gives no reply. He needs to find a way to return to his solitude, though he must admit it’s nice to talk to someone who doesn’t hold him at gunpoint or yell. He peers at the Titan from under his brows, making sure to memorize the features of the first friendly Guardian he has met.

“Can you transmat my Sparrow, Marsh? Thanks.”

Uldren opens and closes his mouth, trying to form words of goodbye.

Maeve turns to look at him, waiting. “Are you coming?”

“I have a camp nearby.” Uldren doesn’t mean to make it sound like an invitation, but he fails miserably. The faint hope of holding on to her company shines through in the words even though they’re meant as an excuse to skip this trip to the Last City.

Maeve cocks an eyebrow in surprise. “You do? Why here when the City’s just a Sparrow’s throw away? And it’s the Dawning. The City’s filled with parties. Or so I’ve heard.”

Uldren scratches the back of his head and looks away. The celebration of friendship and hope is the last thing he wants to participate in.

“We don’t like spending time in the City,” his Ghost explains in a solemn tone.

“I see.” The Titan leans her chin on her fist and tilts her head, thinking. Her Ghost spins in the air and settles close to her cheek, as if trying to whisper something into her ear.

“I should get back then…” Uldren starts but it’s difficult to cut the moment.

“Mind giving me the coordinates to your camp?” Maeve asks, ignoring his hesitant twitching.

“Already sent!” the Ghost rejoices and bounces happily in the air. Uldren shoots a menacing look at him but can’t stay mad at the font of unending positivity.

“Let’s go then,” Maeve says contently. She motions to Marshmallow and the Sparrow disappears.

“What? What are you doing?”

“I’m staying, obviously.”

“But why?”

Maeve scoffs. “No one should be alone on the Dawning. Let’s go. I think I have marshmallows somewhere… I meant edible ones, Marsh. Don’t give me that look.”

Uldren swallows his weak protests and they start walking under the star-littered sky. Two Guardians, strangers to each other but still connected by the Traveler’s grace – or curse, depending on the point of view. Uldren examines Maeve’s lively expressions as she talks and talks and laughs, and he is surprised to feel so… warm. He was expecting something along the lines of pain or regret for saving her. Not the contrary.

“Uldren? Are you still with me?”

A rare smile forms on Uldren’s lips and the long shadow of his previous life feels a little shorter.

“Of course.”

#destcember2019 #uldren sov #guardian uldren #destiny fanfiction #destiny #destiny 2 #fanfiction #my writings #maeve vael

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falloutstasis · 4 years ago

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Cassandra "Casey" Ripley

note: general info and hc for casey. under the read more

Name: Cassandra "Casey" Ripley

Age: 48

Height: 5"9'

Gender: Agender (She/Her/Them/They)

Sexuality: Panromantic

Nicknames: Prism (Apex Games, Starlight Games)

Birthday: December 5, 2685

Home world: Starlight

Family: Adam Ripley (Father, Deceased), Cecila Ripley-Elwyn (Mother, Deceased), Cassidy Ripley (Brother), Eva Ripley-Elwyn (Sister-in-Law, Deceased), Jack Cooper (Brother-in-law, currently missing), Daisy Cooper-Ripley (Sister) Reese Cooper (Niece, Apex OC), Other Extended Family (Lost contact with them since childhood on her mother's side)

her father was born on Salvo and her mother born on Starlight. Her family on her mother's side had disapproved of Adam when they married, so they left the two and lived at Solace. Ivory Elwyn, Eva's sister, had hated her sister.

her, daisy's and adam's parents died during the IMC-Stardust War (43 years ago, April, 15th 2712, Casey was 28 years old at the time) alongside the innocent lives that were stolen. All of this took place 2 years before the events of Titanfall 2's campaign. just before the IMC-Stardust War started, the Starlight Games were put on hiatus.

as she grew up, she eventually helped the citizens of Stardust into rebuilding several homes, stores, and buildings. She shared her love for engineering like her parents and wanted to withhold that honor by being one of the best engineers in Stardust. she was also a freelance engineer focused on building and repairing artificial limbs. money was tight for most people during that time, so she fixed them and made them for free.

it took several years to have everything rebuilt, even with all the top constructors in the city.

at the age of 34, casey joined the starlight games when it returned in it's season 3. she stayed at the starlight games from its season 3 to 8.

as she worked for the starlight police force, there was a man named jason blackwood wanted for murder in starlight that now on the run. SPF got reports of him having meetings with the Syndicate. knowing that they were operated on Solace, casey was in charge of bring him in, dead or alive. she set up a home and shop on Solace, then joined the Apex Games in order to find out more about the Syndicate and the whereabouts of jason.

around this time frame, she meet with fuse before he entered the Apex Games months prior. she was the one who built his arm for his use.

because of her status in the starlight games, she easily entered in the games as Prism in her own season, Season: Spectrum. she entered in the games during Fuse's season.

Legends - Season: Spectrum

Bloodhound: N/A

Gibraltar: 100% respects the hell out of him for his skills as a rescuer. The feeling is mutual on his end. Most of their lines together are friendly interactions. He was her first teammate in her first match along side Pathfinder.

Lifeline: Like with Gibraltar, she respects her line of work. She has little interactions with her, but most are friendly.

Pathfinder: Pretty much fast friends with him. He was her first teammate in her first match alongside Gibraltar. Like with Gibraltar, her interactions with him are friendly.

Wraith: N/A

Bangalore: Doesn't want anything to do with her since her alliance is with the IMC. Most of the interactions with her are hostile and sarcastic.

Caustic: Less hostile than Bangalore, but doesn't trust him.

Mirage: N/A

Octane: N/A

Wattson: N/A

Crypto: N/A

Revenant: N/A

Loba: N/A

Rampart: N/A

Horizon: Has a great amount of respect for her and has mentioned that she's willing to help her when asked to. Little interactions, but friendly ones.

Fuse: Knew him before they both became legends and is the one who built his metal arm. Most interactions are friendly and a little bit of friendly competition.

#with the whole legends section part of this post #i'll probably update that in a separate post with each event or season #my apex legends au #also im not gonna number the seasons my apex ocs enter the apex games #cause one: they are not canon #two: this is an au #three: just so they can go in between each season #four: the title for these seasons is either gonna be based on the characters themselves or the storyline they are in

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