#oc: kau’i

[ohagiwrites]

✧: *✧･ﾟ:* A Sad Thing *:･ﾟ✧*:✧

Content warning: mentions of death, self harm, suicide attempt, and grief

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It’s a sad thing what happened to Alastair Cadwalader.

Bernadette didn’t know him well. In the start she didn’t even care for him very much. But now she feels a lingering guilt — something she’s not accustomed to feeling. She could have been kinder to him, true, but that’s not where the guilt comes from. It comes from watching those around her sink in on themselves, succumbing to their sorrow.

Death itself has never bothered Bernadette. No, why would it? But it bothers her to see its effects on others.

It's been an entire month and Kokoa and Kau’i still haven’t managed to coax Karl out of his tub. And while Bernadette did always find him a bit too squishy and slimy for her liking, it saddens her to hear the twins whispering to each other worriedly, trying to figure out what to do about the boy.

Altynai doesn’t fare much better. She’s not as kind as she once was. Her smooth skin Bernadette was once so fond of is now patchy, dark circles permanently strung under her eyes. All she does is smoke these days, unfortunately for Luna who shares a wall with her and has to smell the smaug in the vents. She covers her third eye with a prosthetic now.

Mahin’s not as kind either. He was never terribly charismatic but now he’s sharper. He snaps at people, ignores others, claiming he’s far too busy to deal with trivial things at the moment. Bernadette thinks he blames Pabitra. Bernadette doesn’t but she understands why. Pabitra herself hasn’t said a thing on the matter but Bernadette knows she feels guilty. She can see it.

James is the loudest about his grief. Not openly so, not to everyone. Only Bernadette knows it. He walks around, silent as a mouse, his head ducked down. She’d think he was a ghost if she didn’t know better. But she does know better. Because every night, when she’s sitting in her bed, she can hear James on the other side of the wall.

It happens the same way every night like clockwork. He closes himself in his room, it’s quiet for a minute, and then the screaming starts. There’s the banging of him throwing things around, fists against the wall, hard enough to crack it. But Bernadette doesn’t complain. Because every night, it ends the same. It goes silent for a minute and then there’s muffled sobbing and it grows louder and louder and Bernadette has to sit and listen until he finally cries himself to sleep in the early morning.

If Bernadette didn’t hear it first hand every night, she would never have known the intensity of his emotions when he leaves his room the next morning, looking dull and numb.

In Bernadette’s personal opinion, it is the most disheartening to see Wren and Atlas. That is, on the rare occasion that anyone sees them at all.

Wren, while still scarce, is seen more often than Atlas. They walk back and forth down the halls sometimes, muttering to themself. Most of it isn’t audible but Bernadette can pick out the same recurring phrases each time. ‘Why’d you do it?’, ‘It’s not the same’, ‘Please say something’. It’s a horribly pitiful thing — someone younger than Bernadette herself walking around and talking to a ghost that isn’t there.

No one dares say anything to them.

The worst thing, Bernadette thinks, is when she can hear Atlas. They all can from the common room. If you’re in any common space when the sobbing starts, you’re bound to hear it all.

It’s painful. No matter where in the living room they’re sitting, when Atlas’s weeping starts, the room falls silent. Most people will sit and listen with grimaces before excusing themselves. James is always the first to rush out of the room to find somewhere quiet.

Not Bernadette. She sits and listens. She listens because she knows it is the only way to hear her friend’s voice again. As distressing as it is to only hear him speak through sobs, at least she can hear something.

Atlas usually doesn’t speak. It’s just loud, heaving sobs that eventually sputter out into little whimpers and then Wren comes out of the room with red eyes, silently getting a glass of water and retreating back into the bedroom that they might as well share with Atlas at this point.

Bernadette knows if he had the chance to end it all he would. If Wren didn’t stick to his side and ensure his safety he would. She knows he’s already tried and failed and that thought makes her queasy. She can still vividly recall Wren bursting into the kitchen sobbing.

‘Atlas. In the bathroom,’ they’d said.

And they all found Atlas exactly where Wren had said. He’d used the same knife they’d found Alastair with.

He’d been angry for a while after that, trying to escape the infirmary. Screaming as they held him down. ‘It’s my fault. It’s all my fault! Let me see him!’

It probably was partially Atlas’s fault. But Bernadette would never say that.

Sometimes, when he’s crying to Wren in his room Atlas says things. And those are the times that Bernadette wishes she wasn’t listening.

‘I wish I was with him, Wren. I wish I was dead.”

It’s always a bit heartbreaking to hear your friend cry and say he wishes he was dead.

Death is quite funny, Bernadette thinks. A tool to free one from their pain only to inflict it upon others. It only leaves them with the desire to end their own pain as well. It’s a cycle of passed down suffering.

It’s a sad thing what happened to Alastair Cadwalader, but what Bernadette thinks is sadder, is that he is not here to see the pain he’s caused.

Kokoa, Kau’i, Luna, Mahin, and Atlas are owned by @oros-ash3s and Wren is co-owned by him

[radishearts]

I’ve been doodling like I’ll drop dead

[oros-ash3s]

ᰈ ﾟ⋆.˚ 𖥔 Magicae Masterpost ㅤㅤㅤ໒˳ ✶ ⋆ ۫ 𐙚

Co-written with the lovely @ohagiwrites

Writing Masterlist

Synopsis: For as long as anyone can remember, magic has always been a taboo subject. No one really believes in it, the myths of a secret society of people with magical powers nothing but an old fairytale told to kids. But Atlas Zieliński knows better. Growing up in Eden, an organization built to conceal Magicae and protect the human population from the terrorist organization known as The Congregation of the Chosen, he’s always sought to do what’s right, use his powers for good - fulfill his purpose. But when a spy named Wren breaks into Eden one day, discovering hidden secrets about what the company is really doing to the Magicae that they are “rescuing”, Atlas is faced with a decision that makes him question everything he has ever known. He suddenly has to ask himself if Eden is as good as he had been told it was - and what “his purpose” really means to the company.

Content Warnings: Heavy violence, torture, human experimentation, brainwashing, kidnapping, mind conditioning, major character death, dehumanization, substance abuse, references to domestic abuse, grooming, references to sex and hypersexuality, implied SA, suicidal ideation, references to self harm, referenced suicide attempts.

Genres: Modern-fantasy, dystopian, action, sci-fi, romance, drama, suspense

Themes: Grief, oppression, corruption, brotherhood, freedom, vengeance, control, war, fascism, terrorism, savagery, monstrosity, loss of innocence

.・。.・゜✭・ Characters・✫・゜・。.

The Alliance of Magicae

✶ Wren Chua ✶

✶ Atlas Zieliński ✶

✶ Alastair Cadwalader ✶

✶ Kekoa Kalawaia ✶

✶ Kau’i Kalawaia ✶

✶ Luna Nzuyen ✶

✶ Karl ✶

✶ Altynai Johansson ✶

✶ Bernadette Anouilh ✶

✶ Elio ✶

✶ James Evans ✶

✶ Mahin Gupta ✶

✶ Chinua Chagha’an ✶

✶ Pabitra Tiwari ✶

✶ Daphne Wright ✶

Eden

✶ Castor Jiang ✶

✶ Octavia Mongke ✶

✶ Cato ✶

✶ Sasha Beneš ✶

✶ Silas Fazel ✶

✶ Clematis Auclair ✶

✶ Malum Kone ✶

✶ Akio Yamada ✶

✶ Baz Ambrus ✶

✶ Kauri Malik ✶

✶ Maximus 792M59X87 ✶

✶ Ira 261Z88X21 ✶

✶ Eilan 524A79X26 ✶

✶ Signe 476I88X21 ✶

✶ Maira 937L48X74 ✶

✶ Knox 643O39X52 ✶

The Congregation of the Chosen

✶ Pollux Wang ✶

✶ Julius Alamilla ✶

✶ Elise Meyer ✶

✶ Jeremiah Cadwalader ✶

✶ Peter Rangi Flouqet ✶

✶ Constanza Zaneta ✶

✶ Dani Hortmans ✶

✶ Eleanor Faux ✶

✶ Jane Balan ✶

✶ Paulo Rebeiro ✶

✶ Béatrice Arnaud ✶

✶ Kazuya Inoue ✶

✶ Akrah ✶

✶ Rikiyo Geun ✶

.・。.・゜✭ Character Info ✫・゜・。.

Introductions ⭑⭒˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚

✧ The Trio ✧

Asks/Questions ⭑⭒˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚

✧ Torturing your OCs ask game: 5, 6, 7, 8 ✧

✧ 📁📁 ✧

✧ Living Weapon ask game: 24, 25 ✧

✧ Living Weapon ask game: 3, 10, 25 ✧

✧ Living Weapon ask game: 6, 16 ✧

.・。.・゜✭ Worldbuilding ✫・゜・。.

[Coming soon]

.・。.・゜✭ Drabbles ✫・゜・。.

In order of where they take place in the story જ⁀➴

Never Been Happier (by @ohagiwrites)

Separation (by @ohagiwrites)

Proud

The Face of a Ghost

The Boy With No Memories

Hollow

Say You Want To (by @ohagiwrites)

.・。.・゜✭ OC Playlists ✫・゜・。.

Magicae

Wren ✧ Atlas ✧ Alastair ✧ Jeremiah

Atlas and Alastair ✧ Jeremiah and Alastair

[saiyanshewolf]

luka & kau’i, my team skull ocs from shining star. they’re usually the ones outside guzma’s door and they’re also boyfriends.

half-assed redo of this thing that i hated. skulls are backward bc i kept flipping the canvas. may or may not fix it later, idk.

full view is best view

[saiyanshewolf]

welp, this is as done as this thing is getting for right now. my 3 female ocs from my pokemon sumo fic shining star.

leia - 20, trains grass types, has a twin brother named koa, asexual (hasn’t actually shown up yet)

stella - 25; moon’s older sister; likes dark types; she’s a pain in guzma’s ass and her incineroar is the bane of his existence

inara - 23; trains water types & fairy types; adhd from hell; plumeria’s gf

i’m not very good with height yet but anyway leia is like 5′11 and looks like a supermodel and her sense of humor is ancient dessicated corpse levels of dry

stella’s not actually in team skull, she just likes the outfit and keeps stealing guzma’s chain because she doesn’t know how to flirt like a normal person

inara doesn’t wear the cutoffs because she’ll just pick at the threads until her shorts basically unravel so plumes got her some nice hemmed ones

yes leia’s arm is weird and i don’t entirely understand how shoes work but HEY it’s done and i’m still better than i was so yay. i’ll do the boys next (koa, luka, and kau’i) and if i can find where i found the refs i used i’ll edit with a link.

[saiyanshewolf]

3 male ocs from my pokemon sumo fic shining star. girls are here.

koa - 20; leia’s twin brother; trains fighting types; asexual; hasn’t shown up yet

kau’i - 19; trains ground types; one of two grunts usually standing outside guzma’s door; luka is his boyfriend

luka - 19; trains normal types; the other grunt usually standing outside guzma’s door; kau’i is his boyfriend

i’m too out of it to criticize myself much but i know there’s like 912 things that could be better.

bonus doodle of the 4th male oc under the cut: