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snowboyclarkov · 2 years

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Personality Comparison For No Reason

My personality typing, as stated in my profile description, is ISTJ 5w4. It may actually be INTP 5w4, though I'm not truly sure between the two. Using that, and other methods, this is an extensive list of characters from different series whose personalities I am closest to, based on their cognitive functions, enneagram and general similar behaviours between themselves and myself. Pictures of each one will be below the list.

Since I made this, a second has been done after analysing Beyblade Burst some more and deciding that my personality is more akin to Gwyn Reynolds instead of Naoki Minamo, and to Brooklyn Masefield instead of Garland Siebald. That same adjustment has been made to this post as well.

Crowscare -> Ingram

Cookie Run -> Frost Queen Cookie

Cuphead -> Chinook Pilot Saluki

Doki Doki Literature Club! -> Yuri

Grand Theft Auto -> Eddie Toh

The Grand Tour -> James May

Inazuma Eleven -> Fuusuke Suzuno

Beyblade -> Brooklyn Masefield

Katawa Shoujo -> Rin Tezuka

Beyblade Burst -> Gwyn Reynolds

Made In Abyss -> Ozen

Monster Girl Encyclopedia -> Soldier Beetle

Mix Ore -> Nagisa Ichigaulait

Fire Emblem -> Idunn

Undertale -> Woshua

Gakuen Babysitters -> Keigo Saikawa

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure -> Leone Abbacchio

Touhou Project -> Ran Yakumo

Ace Attorney -> Sorin Sprocket

Beyblade: Metal Saga -> Faust

The Loud House -> Maggie

Jelly Jamm -> Ongo

Rosario + Vampire -> Mizore Shirayuki

Corpse Party -> Naho Saenoki

Danganronpa -> Mukuro Ikusaba

Sonic The Hedgehog -> Sage Robotnik

Land of the Lustrous -> Rutile

Dragon Ball -> Jimmy Firecracker

Inazuma Eleven: Ares -> Yuuichirou Mansaku

Initial D -> Satoshi Omiya

Shimoneta -> Hyouka Fuwa

Pirates of the Caribbean -> Murtogg

Pokémon -> Calem

Kid Icarus -> Poseidon

Monster Girl Quest -> Gnome

Yandere Simulator -> Horo Goramu

Joshiraku -> Gankyou Kuurubiyuutei

Monogatari -> Sodachi Oikura

Professor Layton -> Ridelle Mystere

Game of Thrones -> Archmaester Ebrose

The Binding of Isaac -> Apollyon

Date A Live -> Yuzuru Yamai

Star Fox -> General Pepper

Zero Escape -> Sigma Klim

Super Smash Bros. -> Galeem

Puyo Puyo -> Legamünt

Yu-Gi-Oh! GX -> Ryo Marufuji

Ninjago -> Milton Dyer

Bakugan -> Fabia Sheen

Codename: Kids Next Door -> Nigel Uno

Glitch -> E. Gadd

Kirby -> Claycia

Saw -> Daniel Matthews

Dead Rising -> Carl Schliff

Omori -> Sunny

The Amazing World of Gumball -> Clipboard Men

Monster Musume -> Lala

Paper Mario -> Professor Toad

Trauma Center -> Victor Niguel

Driver -> Bishop

Nagasarete Airanto -> Chikage

Inspector Morse -> Endeavour Morse

Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective -> Jowd

God of War -> Helios

Saiko no Sutoka -> Akira

Cells At Work! -> NT4201

Total Drama -> MK

Hetalia -> Iceland

Kick Buttowski: Suburban Daredevil -> Ronaldo

Hotel Dusk -> Kevin Woodward

Papers, Please -> M. Vonel

Oggy & the Cockroaches -> Marky

It's Not Me, It's My Basement -> Embry Oliver

Chainsaw Man -> Asa Mitaka

Inazuma Eleven GO -> Alpha

Azur Lane -> Admiral Graf Spee

Heaven's Lost Property -> Nymph

My Hero Academia -> Yui Kodai (Rule)

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Bonus: My main OC's MHA variant, basic details

Occupation = U.A. Student

Hero Name = Dandelion (formerly a neutral/arc main antagonist a la Pax Forsythe, currently part of Class 1-A) | Alternatively known as Absolute Zero, sometimes known as Parity Palette.

Appearance = See the bottom of the post, can turn hands into ice claws, can also enter/exit canvas at will and be a literal piece of art, also a biological hermaphrodite

Quirk = Palette [Pretty much a sentient painting, can take that form wherever a canvas exists, easel or elsewhere. Palette form differs depending on position Furu is standing/sitting/laying in and position canvas is entered from. Sentient and can move (within canvas limits) when being an art piece. Can be edited - clothing and hero costume included - or given something by someone else painting it on/with them when in palette form. Can telepathically control anything within short distance in palette form.] | Snow Sage = [Yuki-Onna physiology/powers, has cold-powered artillery that is part of their body and can be vanished at any time for convenience]

First quirk induced naturally, second quirk induced by hypersensitivity, thermoregulation issues being disabled in general and living in Furutani Shrine, a defunct shrine with residue power that ultimately caused the second quirk.

Extra = Capable of combining quirks and learned skill to perform Touhou-style danmaku based on formulae & equations.

More Extra = Black light powers (similar to Glory Regnar's powers, taught by mother who has a quirk that grants 4 disembodied wings that are said to be impervious [they aren't] and light-based powers. Galeem as a quirk, basically.)

Costume = Imagine the spirit/avatar of Greatest Raphael/Glory Regnar as clothing/armour minus the head, tail and shimenawa parts (Colour scheme switched to white, lavender purple, dark purple, black, teal, ice-blue & ice-white.)] Alternate outfits exist too, like a lavender/ice-white shrine maiden-inspired costume with lavender mob cap or intricately detailed lavender/ice-white hair bow as standard, because I'm indecisive. Outfits made from special material, protective but soft and flexible, inspired by graphene.

Has Gohei/paintbrush hybrid thing that can utilise the various types of paint - acrylic, watercolour, gouache, etc. - as weapons via their main quirk, and talismans on account of being part Gohei. Talismans used to open gaps and are not quirk-related in any wayClose in size to Reimu's gohei (read: Hakurei), which is quite a bit longer than most weapons. Also has chainsaw and sledgehammer.

Naturally maintains a chilled air around their body constantly to prevent overheating, sometimes faint cold air is made visible surrounding the space directly around their body. Does best in cold environments especially those filled with ice and/or snow. This extends to when they're in painting form. Enters canvas by becoming sentient art out of nowhere, exits canvas by literally forcing their way out of it physically. If sleeping in palette form, a cover is placed over their canvas. Naturally, due to pretty much being a sentient painting that can enter/exit canvas when preferred, they can't handle light very well and is weak to anything that can drain their colour. The more greyscale they become, the weaker they are. Going completely greyscale renders them frozen in place, akin to an ice statue.

Furu is generally a Balance-type in battle, variety being their main thing. Having two quirks isn't necessarily a good thing. Though it means more ways to win compared to other quirk users, it also means more ways to lose. It balances itself out. Parity, so to speak.

Weaknesses include reaction time, heat, anything that works against the specific paint variant they're using or against paint in general, risk of seizure, random unannounced sleep attacks, being unable to move from canvas/easel position when being a sentient painting, sudden loud sounds or excessively loud sounds/music they haven't made happen themselves, mind blanks, their colour being taken and lack of pre-planned strategy.

*What the outfit would be based on: da3d992e9ba23709a6cfc78dcf8d39 b959d086e59b47a9eec8d597566617 08e07cb1f7c8df62cc2f1a93031eb3 670964123039ae7bc75b881fc1c648

**Appearance (Extra): Light grey skin when not painted, nigh-impervious exoskeleton covering entire body, 6 legs (2 fore + 4 normal), ice-based wings inside carapace, tank-esque cold-powered artillery When Quirk in Effect = Pupils turn roughly the same colour as irises (light gold), ice claws, hair is whatever colour(s) it was painted as last, can turn arms into any item desired (all made of pure ice) Basically the entire body = File:Soldier_Beetle_0 Thanks to studies together with mother, capable of causing exoskeleton to fade away and lower half of body to change to normal legs for convenience, similar to the artillery mutation.

***The artillery looks just like the sort that Admiral Graf Spee has. AGS used as basis due to personality and colour scheme reasons. The red is exchanged for lavender and the black primarily for ice-white.

****Things like swords, chainsaws and other quirks have no effect if they strike the exoskeleton. Unless the attacking force is heat-based, in which case it very much can as long as the heat in question is further above normal body temperature than Furu's coldness is below 10C.

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moved2fshfish · 2 years

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QUINN HELLO!! If this isn’t a bother, who is your favourite character of mine? :O ALSO DO YOU THINK THE LOCH NESS MONSTER IS REAL? Hope you have a good day >w<

AHH hi!!! dude this is such a hard question /lh all ur ocs arw lovely!!!! i will say heart is super pretty and i did enjoy drawing them however :D

UMM personally i dont really :"0 im not much of a, supernatural believer !!!! not to sound like a cringey nerd stereotype but i feel like ghosts and mythical creatures and demons can all be explained by science ,, like "oh my god ghe door opened by itself 😱" air pressure? wind? loose hinges? pet? all more plausible than a dead person come back as a transparent creature that pushed it open pfft

I GOT OFF TOPIC but tue same thing applies to the loch ness monster , tricks of the eyes and all that, hallucinations,.. HOWEVER! thats not to say that the legend isnt facistanting, because it is, and i do really enjoy doing research into things like that (i had a very strong "atlantis is real and im going to find it" phase LMAO. i also believed fairies were real and captured by pirates for years, me and my friend alice made up a language so that the pirates couldnt understand us for when we went to rescue the fairies from them - i dont remember much but the word for piarate was "poro!") !! i feel like the loch ness monster could be a really fun topic to binge watch youtube videos on for a n all nigher or something

SORRY THIS TURNED INTO AFULL ON RAMBLE WHDJSK

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doodleimprovement · 4 years

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CSAU :: Moonie Jericho and the Mysterious Case of the Moon-Jumper Mask

At long last, It is finished! Happy Halloween!

Below the line is a lighthearted fic taking place in the “Coffee Shop” AU (( @doodledrawsthings ))with Magic! Family fun! Low stakes! And a gratuitous cameo by my OC because of course Nell is here

Seriously though this fic is about as lighthearted as it gets. At the end of the fic are a few sketches I drew but didn’t end up coloring.

((There’s going to be an alternate ending posted separately at a later date, but its not relevant to the fic))

Enjoy!

Fall in Subcon Forest came in gently as always, and by the time Halloween rolled around, everyone was firmly in their sweaters and beanies and thick leggings and hiking boots that were only occasionally used for hiking. The leaves of the trees and the shining sun framed the town in such lovely muted colors that it looked like a picture right out of a magazine.

Not that anyone in the Horizon was looking out the window to see it - the curtains were closed in an attempt to not blind the employees and clientele.

It was that time between the end of school but before trick or treating, which meant that all of the teachers and parents were coming into the Horizon with their kids to get the new specialty drinks - well decorated and tasty, and more importantly, not hilariously overpriced. The kids in particular seemed to love the “Ghoulishly White Hot Chocolate”, and the teens flocked to the “Jack-O-Spices Frozen Pumpkin Latte”

Luka was almost certain that the pumpkin spice smell would burn itself so deep into his nose he’d never be able to un-smell it. A small price to pay for the rise in business, he supposed.

“Luka, Two Snatcher-ccinos!” Clover called from the cash register.

“I still hate that!” He responded with a light tone

“Too bad, make ‘em!” She teased back with a light laugh.

“Don’t get all testy, you two! We’re only open for another hour!” MJ called, grinning before turning back to the coffee machine, where they were effortlessly making yet another latte.

“Too long!” Clover argued, grabbing a muffin for a customer from the bakery display

“You’re telling me, and I still have to take Bow and Hattie trick or treating” Luka huffed, finishing up one of the “Snatcher-ccinos” and moving onto the next one.

“WE are!” MJ corrected. Luka just playfully rolled his eyes.

The conversation ended up dying rather quickly as the business went through its last rush, and, at long last, 4 o’clock came, and the store shut down. The three employees did a rather quickly clean up this night around - they were all eager to be anywhere but work that spooky night.

Once in the back of the store, Luka seemed to almost melt in relief, leaning further and further into the wall.

“Ugh, my limbs feel like Jelly” he commented as his voice gained its echo

“For all we know, they are,” Clover teased. “We’re meeting at MJs in an hour, right?” She stretched.

“Yeah.” Luka nodded “Have they already run off?”

“Yup. They’re excited” She chuckled “You gonna get home alright?”

“Yeah, thanks. See you later”

“Later!”

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That stupid, cursed thing of a mask had not moved in weeks since he’d found it, and its stupid grin had started haunting the corner of his vision when ever he was in his studio.

It seems like it's decided that sitting on the desk in his art studio was its happy place. At least it was out of the way, and in a place he didn’t frequent often.

Though its eyes definitely still moved, which gave MJ hives like you would not believe. Why he kept it in his studio he wasn’t sure.

Tim had told him that the thing was mostly harmless, that it just seemed a bit… off, which wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Timmy even said that he got “good vibes” off of it, which was a strange phrase to use on something that felt at the very least mildly cursed.

Finishing with the caplet for his costume, gently clasping it, he looked in the mirror and gave himself a smile.

It was obscure, sure, but he’d put a lot of work into it! The legend of the “Lonely Man” was well known in these parts, maybe someone would get it. Someone had to.

Whether or not anyone got it, he was still happy with the tattered thing. That faux old age took forever to get right.

As he straightened out his clothes, his eyes caught the mask once more.

His hand picked it up off his desk, and his thumb rubbed on the odd surface. He couldn’t really tell what it was made of, but it was… oddly smooth, he thought. His brow furrowed as he looked at its eyes, a single pupil in its left eye, and a cascade of diamonds in the other. It was certainly an interesting and eye-catching design. He also liked the blue and reds, and that weirdly off-putting grin.

Such an odd thing.

He held it up with one hand over his face - not putting it on, but getting a look in the mirror at how it would look with the outfit.

He found it utterly bizarre that he could see clearly through the eyes despite what seemed like thick paint over it.

The mask itself wasn’t actually that scary when taken all at once. Oddly enough, it seemed to match with his outfit - at least, color wise. It didn’t even seem evil or anything. It seemed… kind.

That was an odd word to use. MJ tended to flip flop on how he feels about the damned thing

Before he could think any more about it, his doorbell rang, and the mask was left on his desk, forgotten the moment company arrived.

“Who is it?” He asked as he approached the door

“The Dread Pirate Roberts!” A little voice announced as the oak opened up.

To his absolute delight, Harriet was dressed indeed the Dread Pirate Roberts, missing nothing but the mask (The town doesn’t allow masks on minors, for some reason. A weird little policy). Next to her stood an excited Bow, grinning from ear to ear. He knew exactly who she was, but still asked-

“And who are you?”

“My name is Inigo Montoya” She said with all the faux-seriousness she could muster, holding up a foam sword “You killed my father, prepare to die!”

“Oh, goodness, the finest swordsperson in the world and The Dread Pirate Roberts have come to my home, I don’t stand a chance!” He moved out of his way as the kids ran into the apartment, and their father walked up behind him.

When his eyes went to Luka, he let out a snort. The man was dressed in a slightly silly looking prince outfit dyed almost completely purple, and his form was mostly purple as well - an energy-saving tactic if ever there was one.

“And you are?”

“He’s the ghost of prince Humperdink” Bow grinned. “This was the best costume we could find for it”

“I honestly think he shoulda died at the end of the movie so I'm cool with it.” Harriet commented as MJ moved to the side and let the group in “Is Clover here yet?”

“Not yet, I’m sure she’ll be here any minute and we can get right along with trick or treating!” MJ announced

“Yay!” the girls responded in unison, taking their place on MJs couch and turning on his old television for a brief moment of entertainment

Mj looked at Luka and grinned “Well, you’re lookin’ spooky, Luka”

“You kind of do too… what do you look like?”

MJ snorted “I’m the ‘Lonely Man of Subcon forest’. Heard of it?”

“Nope, don’t think I’ve been here long enough” Luka shrugged “Does look nice though. Very zombie-ish.”

The two chatted for a bit before there was another ring barely 10 minutes later.

“That must be Clo” MJ pushed himself off of the wall. “Can you get that? I want to grab my wallet so we can get the kids some ice cream before they go running around”

Luka nodded, giving him a grateful smile before turning to the door to greet the final member of the trio

MJ popped back into his studio, grabbing his wallet… and looking again at the mask.

He pocketed his wallet, and picked the mask up again. His thumbs rubbing against the strange texture of the mask’s sides.

He couldn’t help but admit that he was tempted. Maybe, he could just see what it’d look like, just for a moment. Who knows? Maybe this has all been anxiety for nothing and the mask is just… weird.

He looked back into the mirror, and placed the mask on his face.

There was a moment where he stared amusedly at his reflection - it added a certain air to his outfit. Maybe wearing it out wouldn't be so b-

And then his body seized

He couldn’t move, he couldn’t breathe. He trembled and a pain started from his head and traveled down his spine. It was like the worst shiver from the cold he’d ever experienced. Like ice was pressed directly against his skin. It dispersed like a fog, freezing freezing, and, suddenly-

It stopped.

Panting heavily, MJ pulled themselves back up to a standing position - when had they bent over like that? - and lifted their head, making eye contact with themselves in the mirror.

“GAH?!”

They were - blue! And - and the mask was very much not a mask!!!

When they blinked, it blinked. When they moved, it moved. When they grimaced, the mouth moved along to create the expression. their eyes scanned over the crescent shape, past their neck and then landed on their-

“H-hands!” They stared - they were missing a finger and - had claws?? They clenched their fists in disbelief, eyes catching on a glinting just under their sleeve.

.. Where had the chains come from?

“MJ? MJ are you okay?”

Clover

“D-don’t come in, its fine!!” They panicked, “I’m uh, just, finishing up and stuff with my costume!”

“It looked finished to me” Luka commented “Did something rip?”

“Y-yes?? yes! Something totally ripped“

“They’re lying!” Hattie pointed out

“Sounds like their lying voice” Bow added.

Curse these adorable, smart little girls!

“I-I’m fine!” They yelled out “Totally fine, just fine”

“... MJ I’m opening the door, be decent”

“No, Clover, I - “

But the door opened anyway

And Clover - dressed up as “Generic princess” - looked in, and … stared.

“.... MJ?”

“.... H-hi, Clover.”

“Clover, what are-” Luka cut himself off “Uh….”

“It’s me! Its MJ, I uh - “ They tried to come up with a succinct explanation for the situation, despite not having any real idea.

“The mask” Luka quickly concluded, recognizing the face after MJs unfortunately previous run-ins.

“I … yes” MJ’s shoulders slumped a bit.

“Hey, at least you still have feet” Luka commented, causing MJ to look down and see that he did in fact still have his shoes on. Thank heaven for small mercies.

“What happened, what is it?!” Harriet pushed her way through, her eyes wide as saucers once they landed on the recently transformed adult “... Whoa”

“I … I put on the mask. I was curious and - and it..” They looked back down at the pale, blue hands, nervously moving the fingers and claws. “I felt like I was freezing, my whole body and then…” They trailed off.

“Whoa..” Harriet approached him slowly “It's like, Majora’s Mask!”

Lukas put his hand on her shoulder to stop her from jumping - now really was not the time “... I suppose that's one way to describe it.” He gave a deliberate, thoughtful face towards his transformed friend.

Bow was very firmly behind the adults, staring rather intently and slightly bewildered. Sure, she had been getting used to Mr. Princeton as a parent but.. This was somehow very different.

“... We need to talk to Tim.” Clover concluded

“Tim’s out of town” Luka reminded the group with a grimace “He and Timmy had some kind of meeting thing with other magical people. We don’t…” Luka huffed, his hair fluffing up a bit “We don’t know anyone else whose adept at magic like they are”

Harriet furrowed her brow a bit, looking at the discomfort that MJ was experiencing, rubbing their hands together. Could they be stuck like that? She wanted to think that maybe this really was like the Zelda game, but who could tell? It's not like they knew anyone….

“Yes we do!” She snapped her fingers“I kinda hate that Mu was right, but there is a witch in town!”

“What?” Lukas’ brow furrowed “Who?”

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Getting to the edge of town was… novel, to put it simply. The group was rather lucky that Luka was used to doing this sort of thing. And he was about 4 times larger than the group, so that helped in flying them around.

With the sun kissing the earth, red rays crawling into the darker sky, they didn’t have too much time, but followed Harriet and Bow as they got past the town center, and led them down to-

“Wait, why are we at Nell’s place?” Clover stared ahead at the Mint-green home, succulents hanging from pots and a radio sitting on the edge of the porch.

“Because Nurse Nell is a witch!” Harriet announced walking up the two steps of the porch.

“What- Harriet!” Luka startled.

“Its true!” Bow defended as Hattie knocked on the door.

“Kids, we’ve known Nell for a long time, she’s not-”

“She is!” Hattie argued “We saw it!”

“She made us promise to keep it a secret!” Bow added.

Said nurse opened the door as MJ tried to speak up

“I wasn’t expecting trick-or treaters,” She greeted before looking out the door, “But I do-” She paused as her eyes landed on the strange group at her front porch.

There was a rather awkward, extended silence as her eyes scanned MJ through her thick lenses with a gaze that conveyed a strange kind of surprise.

“.... Inside, now” She pulled the door open further, leaving no room for argument.

The adults shared a glance, but did as she said, entering her small living room. She greeted them with a nod as they entered, and shut the door behind them, motioning for MJ to approach her.

She didn’t say a word as they did so, and very slowly lifted her hands to their face, holding it steady as she scrutinized. “What happened? Less than 3 sentences” She half asked/half demanded. Her tone wasn’t harsh, but it was serious.

“Uh, I put on a cursed mask and it uh… did this” They tried to sum up.

“Where did you get the mask?”

“I found it in the forest. I thought it was abandoned from the spirit festival”

“And why did you pick up an abandoned mask in the forest?”

They awkwardly didn’t respond. She sighed

“I get it, hun” She responded, resigned. “Stay still”

“I am”

“Stiller”

Clover and Luka watched her with some skepticism, seeing the woman take a deep breath, and as she exhaled, her hands suddenly glowed dimly, tapping at the side of MJs head.

“Hah! See! Told you!” Hattie pointed, jumping slightly

“Shhhhhhhh!” Bow shook her “She’s doin’ magic stuff!”

“Hm…” She masterfully ignored the yelling children “Well, good news is that the magic isn’t very strong, Just… aggressive.” Nell announced. “And it's not malevolent” She let go of their face.

“... I… How can you tell?” MJ asked, their own hand tapping their blue cheek.

“.. Let's say it's a feeling” She summed up. “You can sit down. I need to grab something from my library”

And she left the room

“.... I don’t think I’ve ever seen Nell that serious” Clover spoke out “Also the uh, glowing hands? Didn’t know she could do that”

“How did you not know she had magic?” Luka asked with a rather incredulous tone

“It never came up!” Clover retorted

“How did it never come up?”

“Its cool!” Harriet jumped into the conversation

“It think its cool too” Bow agreed “I always wondered how my paper cuts at school always healed so fast…”

MJ had sat themselves down, hand staying on their head, feeling the strange curve of their forehead with a certain fascination. Nell’s words - said with so much affirmation- did make them feel better about the situation.

The nurse returned, her expression still relatively serious, but calmer as she carried an old, thick book with a rather overly ornate cover in a faded blue.

“You’re lucky I collect these old things” She commented for a moment, sitting down next to MJ. She flipped through the pages, finding a two-page spread with a plain mask listed on it, and text printed so small that MJ just could not read it. “Here we are.”

Harriet climbed up next to her “What's it say? That’s a lot of words!”

Nell chuckled a bit at her eagerness “It is, but... “ she hand rested on the book for a moment, and then she lifted it, and the text glowed, lifting and circling around her hand like a ring.

“Whoa…. It's like the unknown from the Pokémon movie!” Bow jumped, causing Nell to laugh more.

“A little, I suppose” Nell responded, and she looked over at the other two adults, mostly at Clover, whose bewildered stare caused her to laugh again “You okay there?”

“... How did I not know this about you?”

“Never came up, dear. Don’t think too hard about it. You too, “Snatcher”” The woman gave a smirk. Luka cleared his throat. “Now…”

A simple flick of her hand, and the letters were floating around MJ’s head, and some of them glowed just a little bit brighter “Hm….. Alrightie, that's a good sign” She snapped, and the letters, very suddenly disappeared as if popping a bubble. “Well, Give until dawn, and then you should be able to take off the mask. If you can’t, come to me. I don’t work tomorrow”

“Oh… Well, that uh, wasn’t so bad. I’ll be okay?”

“Of course” Nell nodded, shutting the book “I’d’ve called the Kagai’s the moment I let go of your face if I thought otherwise”

“The who?” Hat questioned.

“Another time, Hattie, another time” Nell placated. “Now….” she exhaled, putting the book on her coffee table and clasping her hands together “I just realized I haven’t even said hello to any of you”

Something about that sentence finally broke the tension, getting a laugh out of Clover and Luka, and a snicker out of MJ.

The next ten minutes consisted of Nell reassuring the group that MJ would be fine, and reiterating that they needed to come to her if the mask did not come off by sunrise.

“There’s a lot of magic in this that I can sense. So uh, just be careful.” She warned. “I don’t know a lot about that, so you’ll have to ask Tim”

MJ nodded “Uh, thank you, Nell”

She gave them a kind smile “Don’t mention it. Next time you need me though, have Clover send me a message or just call me, alright?” She looked passed them to Harriet, who gave her a sheepish smile.

“Got it” The transformed barista nodded.

“Oh and, don’t be too worried about people seeing you. Just say it's a costume” She recommended as they walked out with their family waiting just beyond the porch. “Happy Halloween!” She called before abruptly shutting the door

“So……” Bow started

“Can we go trick or treating now??” Hattie finished.

Luka looked up to MJ, who seemed much calmer than before, despite continuing to lift their hand to their weirdly shaped head.

“.. Yeah, yeah i think we can” they gave Luka a grin “And thanks for getting us the help, Hattie” MJ reached down and picked her up “Who knew the Dread Pirate Roberts could be such a help!”

The girl giggled before being put back down “Then let’s go!!”

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MJ was initially a bit tittered when they entered the town, but the moment anyone noticed them, the compliments rolled in.

“Wow! You look like a spooky zombie!”

“What game is that cosplay from?”

“How did you get the prosthetic to look like that, damn!”

“Wow, that is a really cool idea for the Lonely Man!”

MJ was beaming at the semi-undeserved praised as they took the kids from neighborhood to neighborhood, filling their pillow cases close to brimming with so much candy that Luka kept making a face and seemed to be mentally preparing to hide all of it, whispering to Clover and MJ about taking some of the candy so that it wasn’t all in his apartment.

“Seriously, all that candy?? They’re going to get cavities and I cannot pay for dental work like that.” The father aggressed. MJ just laughed a bit, looking ahead at the two girls who were trying to run ahead to the next house.

And then Bow’s foot caught a crack.

“Ah, Bow!” MJ startled, hand reaching out - but there was no way they’d reach her before she fell-

And then, she just stopped falling, stuck in midair as if floating.. But she wasn’t.

Upon closer examination, she was held up by a variety of red strings, connected to MJ’s clawed fingers

“... Uh”

“Whoaaaa” Hattie gaped “Magic! Cool!”

Bow pulled himself up to a standing position, and MJ put their hand down, the strings disappeared

“.. Thanks” Bow cleared her throat “That was really cool”

“It kind of was... “ They commented, looking down at their hands “I’m gonna be having a heck of a long talk with Tim when he gets back from wherever he is”

“Yeah, definitely” Luka nodded in agreement.

Lucky for the group the rest of the night went without incident, with MJ joining Luka at home and the two of them staying up until the sun started showing through the windows.

“Ready?” Luka asked him, the being no longer human shaped, as he’d finally reached his limit

“Yeah.. I think so” MJ took in a breath “She said it can just… come off like how I put it on…”

“Alright….” Luka’s voice trailed off as MJ reached their hands up to their face, thumbs by their cheeks, but then - wait! The edge, the mask! They felt it.

Barely bothering to breath, they mentally counted… 1… 2… 3!

they pulled it off and gasped as that icy feeling went through them even faster than last time, trembling and nearly falling over as Luka kept them up with their tail.

“Hey, hey! You okay MJ?”

MJ looked up, nodding “Yeah, uh, how do I..?”

“You’re back to a nerd, if that's what you’re asking” Luka lightly teased

Their hands went back up to their face, and gasped when they felt their regular skin, and their glasses (Where had they gone? Didn’t matter)

“Oh, thank god” The tired barista flopped onto their partner, “That was exhausting. Thank goodness the Horizon is closed today…”

“Hah, ready to sleep?”

“Oh, definitely” MJ commented, looking down at the mask still in their hand, its smile seeming not nearly as spooky than before.. “Hm..”

“What?”

“.. Why’d it choose me, I wonder” They muttered, sitting up and placing the mask by the window sill “But… we’ll see about finding out more, hm?”

“.. Yeah, we will” Luka confirmed.

MJ gave him a smile, hugging his partner with a slight nuzzle “Come on, we need to sleep. Hattie and Bow-”

“Oh, don’t remind me. We’re in for a hell of an afternoon” Luka groaned, but he was still smiling.

Saying that things were “back to normal” was never correct with this group, but things were still pretty okay. Maybe better, even.

Moonie figured they’d just have to wait and see.

BONUS::

Costumes! I wasn’t able to finish these in time, but I hope they suffice!

#doodledrawsthings #coffee shop au #ahit coffee shop au #ahit #a hat in time #ahit moonjumper #moonjumper #ahit snatcher #snatcher #ahit hat kid #hat kid #ahit bow kid #bow kid #ahit florist #florist #ahit oc #ahit nell #csau nell #nell

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cavalier-life · 3 years

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Hello, dear! You've been visited by the random character question fairy! :D ~☆

What is your character's worst habit that they don't realize is a habit? How has this habit affected them? If they ever realized said habit, would they try to stop doing it?

Hmmmm.

I apologize for taking a bit to answer this, but I was mid house sale (done and new Casa de Cavaliers done as well, wooo) and it was something of a hectic week. ;)

I am going to try to answer this for a couple of my OCs across some different universes (Behind a cut, because I'm long winded). Thank you so much for the ask! <3

SWTOR - Selirah, the reluctant Empress of the Alliance forces:

Being born and raised in the Empire and its ways, Seli is often blind to the fact that she unthinkingly positions fellow former Empire denizens as people that are automatically considered more trustworthy or competent than people who are from outside the Empire.

She genuinely does value competency and merit and skill in anyone she encounters.. but she unconsciously gives a mental head start to anyone from the background she is most familiar with and personally knows and understands. Their motivations are easier for her to connect to, and she finds them easier to work with (because they are less likely to challenge her as a powerful Sith and their Empress, out of an ingrained social training to view her as above all others, of course). This has led to her needing to see more out of people from other backgrounds, particularly the Republic, in order to give them the same level of trust that she gives an Empire-aligned individual by default. She is quick to make up that lost ground once she's gotten over that initial prejudice, but she doesn't often see how her behavior mirrors the way she herself was treated initially as a Twi'lek by the Empire.

And unfortunately, most people don't want to call her on it until they know her well enough to realize she won't summarily Force choke them for it.

At least, she -probably- won't.

As a ruler, one who values merit and skill and likes to believe she is fairly unbiased due to being an alien with all it entails in the Empire, it would absolutely be something she would make an effort to stop doing, or to catch herself in the process of doing.

WoW (Moon Guard) - Dareca Silverbrook, that Frost Death Knight with the cutesy Ardenweald moths perched on her heavily armored back and the Oh I Wish You Would expression on her face:

Dareca's worst unrealized habit is that she leaves when she's happy.

She's aware that she likes her space, is a loner, etc. But she doesn't really understand that she finds it uncomfortable when she's too content. There's always a good excuse to leave, one that she can make herself believe is necessary.

Her tendency to ghost when things are at their best has cost her significantly in friendships and loved ones. To her, it seems like they want to keep her on a leash. That they don't want to give her room to be herself. That they abandon her while she's just doing her duty to her people and the Alliance. But while that may in part be true, it ignores the fact that she leaves people when she's too happy with them, either out of an unconscious desire to test their affection for her and see if it lasts, or just out of a visceral discomfort with emotional closeness. Or sometimes both.

Would she change it if she realized that she had this habit? Probably not. There's old dogs learning new tricks, and then there's an old, solitary dog of her fairly venerable age. ;) She would probably try to do better, and might even succeed... she has managed to change a few very ingrained habits with her husband, to make things smoother between them, and he has learned to adjust to her ways as well.

But it's more likely that she'd just fall back into the old rut of familiar unconscious behavior after a while. That's usually how she functions, and she wouldn't see much value in fighting ingrained behaviors in herself.

She's not always very easy to live with.

#ask me questions #oc prompt #OC: Selirah #OC: Dareca #Twi'lek #SWTOR #Star wars #Empire #WoW #Moon guard #World of warcraft oc #SWTOR oc #asks #cavalier-life answers asks #thank you kindly for the ask!#I know y'all were probably hoping for Lyo #Bold of you to assume he has flaws #Just ask him

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kerra-and-company · 3 years

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5-11 & 16 from the Fight Club asks, maybe?

[ @thoseofuswhoblossom ]

Sounds like a plan, and thanks so much for the ask! :D I'll take this opportunity to ramble about Kerra first; she has the most well-defined fighting style of all my OCs (the perks that come with being my main, haha).

5. What kind of armor does your OC wear?

Comfortable, but durable--either leather, durable cloth of some kind, or another synthetic with similar qualities. Kerra's sylvari, but she doesn't wear sylvari cultural armor very often. She grew very fond of the longer coat-jackets worn by some Wardens and Lionguard stationed in Caledon and mainly wore those. And when she was in a space where she might have considered returning to homegrown armor, it was already a bit late--she felt distanced enough from her Mother and home that it just felt odd. Now, she wears it occasionally, usually when she visits the Grove.

Putting everything else under a cut just so this doesn't get super long :)

6. Who taught your OC to fight?

The Dream covered the basics, as well as giving Kerra a particular affinity for the longbow. Caithe gets credit for providing her the foundation of her stealth skills, and Tybalt gave her an intro to explosives and is the reason she knows how to shoot a pistol in a pinch. The dagger and sword are weapons she learned from sparring matches with the Wardens and the Seraph rather than one particular mentor, and tactics come from all of her previous mentors and her overall experience (and from the Order of Whispers).

7. Describe your OC’s fighting style. It is flashy? Sneaky? Brutal?

I'd personally describe Kerra's fighting style as "efficient". She rarely makes a move that's wasted (though she can, and does, feint when it's advantageous). When shooting from a distance, she will take the targets she can get from her position, willing and capable of shooting to wound rather than to kill. She prefers her longbow and will use it as long as she can, even in closer quarters while Felix (or whichever pet fights alongside her) keeps her enemy back. She is a tiny bit flashy when fighting hand-to-hand, as occasionally she mimics Caithe's dagger-hopping trick with Caladbolg and her dagger. She takes advantages of the differences in range of the weapons, ducking under crossed blades with the dagger or keeping an enemy at arm's length with the sword.

8. How does your OC feel about fighting dirty?

In terms of moves like pocket sand, more than down with it. In terms of below-the-belt insults, she'll occasionally do it but really hates it and would prefer to avoid it. In terms of things that could be war crimes, nope nope bad let's yeet those thoughts into the sun.

9. Is your OC good at fighting?

Yes, though if an expert were to analyze her fighting style, they might critique the pattern, considering how much of a mismash of techniques it is.

10. Does your OC enjoy fighting?

Sometimes. She's good at it, so it gives her a sense of validation, and she generally enjoys sparring. However, as Commander, her fighting often means her killing as well, and she has a fair amount of (metaphorical/emotional) ghosts from that.

11. Does your OC fight to kill? Do they accept surrender from their enemies?

Oh I didn't realize the next question was about this alsjdfasdf, that works well! She can and will fight to kill. Dragon minions are (almost always) fight-to-kill, as well as any other occasion where pausing to ask for surrender could be dangerous. But broadly, the answer to both questions is yes.

16. Free space! Answer a question of your choosing/ramble about whatever you want.

I'll answer 2 here: "Does your OC have a signature weapon they use? How did they get it? Does it have a name?"

Kerra uses Caladbolg, inherited from her brother Trahearne--or rather, given to her by him, as my main canon is a Trahearne-lives AU. She still had to reforge it, and she went through all the trials that you do in game canon while rebuilding the weapon. (Side note, this is also when she finds that little room that's hidden via underwater route in the Grove. It becomes her favorite place to visit whenever she comes back to her saplinghood home.)

The dagger she fights with traveled with her to the Domain of the Lost and came back carrying some of the magic of that place. It's enchanted, but exactly how, no one's been able to tell Kerra. Whatever the magic is, it only works when she's holding it, the blade glowing the same shade of purple that Kerra does.

Her longbow is made from wood in Caledon and carved in honor of Tybalt. It was a present from Preceptor Doern Velazquez, of all people, just before the assault on Zhaitan, and she's never used another bow since. She and Doern stay in contact, somewhere between acquaintances and friends.

#kerralind #gw2 #thoseofuswhoblossom #thanks so much for the ask! :D #and sorry it took a bit to get to it! hope you enjoy hearing some things about kerra i love talking about her :)

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johaerys-writes · 5 years

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Fic Or Treat: A Spooky Encounter

Pairing: Iron Bull/ OC Rating: Teen and up

Summary: Kandice has a crush on Iron Bull. That much is plain. When he asks her to meet him outside a mysterious abandoned mansion on the night of Halloween, she doesn’t think twice before going. After all, what could possibly go wrong?

This is my @fic-or-treat submission for @that-one-french-guy, featuring Iron Bull and Kandice! I had so much fun writing this, I hope you enjoy! :D

Read here or on AO3!

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The window of the small room on the first floor of the Gull and Lantern was slightly open. Music and laughter drifted in from outside, mingled with the sound of merry conversations and the clinking of glasses and mugs. It was Halloween, and the people of Redcliffe were celebrating in the way they knew best: with dance, song, and lots and lots of ale.

Kandice had been pleasantly surprised to learn that Halloween was celebrated there, in Thedas. Halloween was one of her favourite celebrations, and finding out that Thedosians enjoyed it too... it had brought a wide smile to her face. She had arrived at the Hinterlands only a couple days past with Iron Bull, Varric, Solas and her friends for a quick quest, but upon seeing all the spooky decorations and the announcement on the central village board of the Haloween celebration they had decided to postpone their return to Skyhold. Some idle fun was long overdue, after all.

She glanced at herself in the small mirror of her dresser. Her Halloween costume was a hastily prepared one and could barely be called a costume; it was simply a long black dress that she had got from a vendor's stall and a tall pointy hat, which she had managed to make from a few pieces of scrap leather and fabric she had found in their bags. A little bit of kohl on her eyes, and she had called herself a witch. Not her best costume, by all accounts, but it would have to do.

Kandice prepared herself to walk out of her room and go to the inn's common room where her friends waited, when a small piece of paper slid underneath the door. She picked it up and frowned slightly when she unfolded it. It was an invitation of sorts with a map hastily scribbled on it. It pointed to an abandoned mansion that lay just a few minutes' ride away from the village. The instructions were clear; come swiftly, and come alone.

Her heart fluttered slightly as she read. Who could have left her that note? It could have been one of her friends; Margaret, Emily or Connor. They always enjoyed pranking her. Perhaps she would go there and have a bucket of paint thrown over her head or a spooky display that would make her blood curdle. Frowning slightly, she pushed the note under her belt and walked out the door.

The common room was decorated with carved pumpkins and lanterns, and the scent of warmed, spiced cider wafted from every table. Margaret, Connor, Varric and Emily were sitting around a table near the hearth, drinking and laughing. They all glanced up at her and smiled, inviting her over.

She stomped to their table, showing them the note. They just stared at her dumbly, confusion spreading over their features.

"Well?" Kandice pressed. "Which one of you geniuses left me this note? Did you think I would fall for it? It's the oldest trick in the book!"

They all exchanged glances, shrugging. Connor was the first one who spoke, indignation in his voice. "I didn't send you that. If I wanted to lure you somewhere I'd find a better way to do it. You know me."

"Neither did I," Emily and Margaret said at once.

Varric shrugged. "Don't look at me either. I have never seen that note before."

"If none of you sent it, then who did?" Kandice asked, confusion slithering into her as well now.

Her mind drifted automatically to Iron Bull, with his teasing smile and the clever glint in his eye. They had been spending a lot of time together lately, and she had quickly found out that he was one for clever jokes, too. Not to mention that he was a spy, so all that secrecy was just what she would expect of him.

A smile widened her lips as she pushed the note back under her belt.

"I'm off," she said playfully, waving at her friends and laughing at their protests. Don't wait up."

The ride to the abandoned mansion didn't take very long. As soon as its tall towers slithered into view, Kandice got off her horse, Roach, and tied his reins to a nearby tree. The animal snorted softly as it bent its neck and started to graze. Kandice patted its neck and looked around, her eyes adjusting to the swiftly decaying light of the evening.

The mansion was large and mostly decrepit, but it must have been a very grand building once. The outer yard was left to its own devices, the trees and bushes ovegrown to the point that it looked like a forest. She felt a little ridiculous standing in the middle of nowhere in her Halloween costume, but she tried not to give it much thought as she walked towards the building.

The stirring of leaves behind her made her heart leap in her throat. She spun around, lashing out wildly at whatever creature was getting ready to attack her. Her hand smacked against something that felt like a face, and a low groan made her stop.

She blinked in the half light. A massive figure stood before her, his horns peeking from above the ferns.

"Hey!" he protested, holding his cheek. "What did you do that for?"

"You scared me!" Kandice replied, frowning and folding her arms before her, although she did feel quite bad for hitting him. "Has no one ever told you not to sneak up on people?!"

Iron Bull rubbed his cheek and gave her a wide smile. “No, not really. I probably won’t be doing that to you again, though. You have a strong arm. I’ll give you that.”

Kandice’s frown melted away at the amusement in his voice. “I do, don’t I?” she said cheerfully, flexing her muscles at him. “Cassandra has been training me well.”

Iron Bull made a low humming noise in his throat. “I love me a strong woman.”

They both laughed heartily at that, the sound of their laughter the only sound reverberating in that quiet place. All of a sudden, Iron Bull took a step forward and swept her up in his arms, and Kandice squealed in surprise.

“What are you doing?!”

“What does it look like?” Iron Bull said, winking at her with his good eye. “I’m getting you inside that house. There's something I want to show you.”

Kandice giggled softly as she let him carry her inside, through the mansion’s heavy gilded entrance. It looked like it had been abandoned for years, yet it still held quite well, all things considered. The wide stairs were caked with dust and spider webs, and the old crystal chandelier looked just about to fall on their heads, but she couldn’t deny that there was a certain charm about the place. It looked grand and majestic, and Kandice felt her curiosity sparking as her eyes took everything in.

She motioned for Iron Bull to let her down, and he did so, swiftly but gently. It did make her feel a certain sort of way that she seemed to weigh as much as a feather for him, but she tried not to ponder on that too much as she fixed her dress and her hat about her head.

“How about we do some… exploring?” she said cheekily, nodding toward the stairs that led to the other levels.

Iron Bull looked around him, and scratched the back of his neck. “Are you sure? Those stairs don’t look very safe.”

“Oh, come on. We’re only going to take a quick peek. Where’s the harm in that?”

Bull gave her a long considering look, then glanced up the stairs. Kandice gave him a wide, sweet smile and batted her eyelashes at him.

“Fine,” he groaned, taking a step forward. “Your wish is my command, my lady.” He extended his arm in front of her, urging her to lead the way, and Kandice gracefully obliged.

The old stairs creaked and moaned under their weight as they went up. The upper floors were filled with long, dusty corridors. The walls were filled with old paintings depicting lords and ladies, their painted eyes following them as they moved. Kandice felt a shiver pass through her, and there was a certain eerie atmosphere that made her skin crawl, but she was too proud to admit that to Bull.

A loud thud echoed from somewhere above them that made Kandice squeak. She took a step back, almost falling onto Iron Bull that was behind her. Two large hands closed about her shoulders, keeping her steady.

“What was that?” Kandice said, looking about her wide eyed.

“I’m not sure,” Iron Bull replied slowly. He let her go and reached for the sword hanging at his back. “I think someone had the same idea as us.”

Kandice felt fear slithering down her spine at the thought. Mimicking Bull, she reached for her dagger at her belt, making sure she stayed behind him as they walked about the empty corridors.

Suddenly, all the torches hanging by the walls lit up all at once with a loud whoosh. Kandice almost jumped up onto Iron Bull’s arms from the shock.

“What on earth is going on?!” she whimpered, keeping close to Bull. He was tense like a draw string, looking around him, his ears pricked up to catch any sound.

“I don’t know, but don’t even think of straying,” he said, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her close. “Keep as close to me as you can.”

You don’t need to say that twice, Kandice thought. His presence by itself felt very reassuring, but she could still feel her heart beating wildly against her ribcage.

A thunderous voice echoed all around them then, chilling her straight to the bone.

“Intruders!” it roared. It sounded as if it were coming from everywhere all at once. “What are you doing in the home of my ancestors?”

Kandice spun around looking for the source of the voice. Her blood froze when she saw a wraith floating right before her, its eyes blazing through its misty outline.

Her mouth went slack with the shock. A ghost. She was face to face with a ghost. On Halloween. If there was any way for this whole debacle to get any more surreal, she didn’t know of it.

Iron Bull pushed her behind him protectively, and took a step forward. “Who-what are you? What do you want?”

The ghost’s aura flared bright red at Iron Bull’s words. “You dare ask me who I am? In my own house? Who are you? What do you want here?”

“We… we were only walking around!” Kandice mumbled. “We didn’t mean any harm. That’s… a very nice house you’ve got here. I like the architecture. It’s very, er… compelling.”

It sniffed audibly in contempt. As if it were possible for a wraith to sniff. Kandice shook her head and closed her eyes, hoping she was dreaming. But she wasn’t. When she opened her eyes again, the wraith was still there, looking at them. Its aura flared, and the entire house seemed to tremble and seethe in sync with it.

"Step back," Bull said, pulling her away. "This thing is an abomination. It could be a demon that possessed the former owner of this house." He growled deep in his throat. “I hate demons.”

"Me? An abomination?” The wraith’s eyes flared bright, and it seemed as if it had become even larger in size. Its hands became longer, and its fingers were suddenly claws. He looked more like those demons Kandice had seen pouring from rifts by the minute. “This insolence must be paid in blood!"

All of a sudden, two bolts of lightning flew from the ghost’s hands. Bull tossed Kandice to the side, pulling his sword from its scabbard only seconds before the lightning bolts crashed where Kandice had been. The ghost- or the abomination- lunged at Bull, screeching wildly. Bull held fast against the abomination's barrage of attacks, deflecting its long sharp claws with his sword.

The abomination laughed madly as it lashed at Bull again, latching itself on his neck.

"Bull, no!" Kandice yelled. She pulled her dagger free from its scabbard and lunged at the creature, attacking it again and again. The abomination screeched as it let Bull go and turned towards her, its long claws ready to grip her throat.

Kandice's blood froze in her veins as it moved towards her. She simply stared at it, unable to move. She thought she would certainly die this time, when suddenly Bull's long sword cut cleanly through it, slicing it in two. It fell with a loud cry, its lifeless body collapsing on the wooden floor.

Kandice and Bull simply stared at each other, panting with the exertion for a long while. Bull sheathed his sword and cracked his neck. "Well. That's that I guess."

Kandice blinked at the creature, then at Iron Bull. He returned her bewildered look with a smug smile.

"I bet fighting an abomination was the last thing on your mind when you came here."

"Yes. It was. Now if you don't mind, I would like to get out of here,” Kandice said, taking a step away from the abomination’s remains and towards the stairs. “Whatever you had in mind when you brought me here, it definitely isn’t worth staying in this haunted place any longer.”

“Wait,” Iron Bull said, catching her arm. “Before that… thing appeared, I had a little surprise for you.”

Kandice’s eyes widened and she turned around to look at him. “A surprise?”

“Yes. Wanna see it?” Iron Bull’s smile was wide, with just a touch of mischief.

Before Kandice had finished nodding eagerly, Iron Bull swooped down and tossed her over his shoulder. Her high pitched squeal split the silence of the house, followed by Bull’s basso rumble. He walked down the creaking stairs and towards the end of the wide living room with Kandice slung over his enormous shoulder, laughing all the while at her protests.

When he finally let her down, her hat had disappeared somewhere along the way and she was panting from laughter, but she froze and stared around her wide eyed. A small corner of the living room had been cleared, the cob webs and dust brushed away and a blanket spread on the floor. A few candles illuminated the room, and on the blanket were two glasses, a bottle of wine and a block of Fereldan cheese.

Kandice turned to look at Bull. “What’s all this?”

Iron Bull flashed her a wide smile. “Exactly what it looks like. Thought I would bring you here, have some wine, talk a little, get away from it all. You definitely deserve it after all this running around you’ve been doing.”

“This is…” She looked around her, her heart fluttering in her chest. “This is truly wonderful, Bull. Thank you.”

He laughed softly as he sat down, taking her hand and pulling her onto his lap. Kandice couldn’t hide her wide smile as she settled herself on him, his arms wrapping around her tenderly.

He brought his hand up to cup the back of her neck, placing a chaste kiss on her lips. Kandice thought her heart would leap out of her throat when their mouths touched. Bull gathered her closer against him as he deepened the kiss, and Kandice responded in kind, putting her arms around his neck.

“Well?” Iron Bull said, pulling slightly back to gaze into her eyes. “What do you say? Was fighting abominations worth it after all?”

"Oh, yes." Kandice chuckled softly as she leaned in to kiss him again. “A thousand times yes.”

#fic or treat 2019 #iron bull #the iron bull #iron bull x inquisitor #iron bull x oc #dragon age inquisition #dragon age fanfiction #johaerys writes

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gffa · 6 years

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Every time I try to sum up why I love STAR WARS fandom and the fic so much, I’m just sort of at a loss and can only flail wildly in the direction of about three dozen different fics to encompass everything that is just so good. Sometimes I want happy fic, sometimes I want fic that will break my heart further, sometimes I want to focus on the characters that don’t get enough story (LEIA ORGANA AND PADME AMIDALA BOTH DESERVE MORE STORY, ALSO PLEASE TELL ME MORE ABOUT APHRA AND BREHA AND MORE) or I want to roll around in shippy feelings, sometimes I want to read time travel fix it fic, sometimes I want a completely different universe! And Star Wars fic really provides so, so many different things, that there should hopefully be at least something for almost everyone, no matter what you’re here for! I have a lot of love for this fandom and I just want to share it with everyone! So, here, please read a bunch of fic and cry from feelings with me. 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They name the show *Jedi of Light,* and go around following Jedi and asking them questions. ✦ Every Moment Points Toward the Aftermath by HiNerdsItsCat (HiLarpItsCat), obi-wan & anakin/padme & palpatine & mace & cast, 5.9k In a strange sort of way, this is the story of how, in the final days of the Clone Wars, Mace Windu saved the galaxy by taking a nap. ✦ untitled by elfpen, obi-wan & qui-gon, 3.1k Anonymous asked: if you’re still accepting prompts: smol padawan obi-wan letting slip his law abiding exterior and letting loose the terrifying intensity beneath it. preferably in defense of qui-gon or something. ✦ Shadows of Dathomir by Artemis1000, asajj/padme, 3.5k Hunted by the Emperor, Padmé Amidala needs a sanctuary for herself and her newborn twins. Asajj Ventress is an unlikely protector and Dathomir an even more unlikely sanctuary, but beggars can’t be choosers. It’s a sensible arrangement. Padmé certainly hadn’t expected that she would ever care so much. ✦ Falling Upwards by Pandora151, obi-wan & anakin & ahsoka & cast, 1.8k He didn’t exactly remember how he ended up here. He remembered returning to the apartment after a long Council meeting. He remembered thinking about making himself some tea because of the headache that pounded in his skull. ✦ Sith of Old by esama, obi-wan & anakin & asajj & ahsoka & rex & asssassin’s creed characters, crossover, 22.6k wip In which generals Skywalker and Kenobi investigate an Ancient Sith Temple and Desmond Miles isn’t really a Sith, promise. ✦ still burning by skatzaa, ahsoka/kaeden, 2.9k “Sith spit,” she hisses, reaching out and jabbing at the far wall of the ‘fresher with her free hand until the water turns off entirely. The skin on her arm and shoulder is tender and inflamed when she steps out into the rest of the room, dripping water on the durasteel floor. ✦ untitled by stonefreeak, yoda & ellé & cast, 1.2k Worried, Yoda is. Brought up a terrible thought, his conversation with young Skywalker and Tano did. ✦ yoda would vape send tweet by destiny919, yoda & mace, ~1k A few years before even the Battle of Naboo, Master Yoda agrees to retire as Grand Master of the Order. ✦ To Live and Die and Live Again by AriesOnMars, ahsoka/barriss, 12.9k Ahsoka has escaped from the Sith Temple with the knowledge of who Darth Vader truly is and she begins to seek help to understand what it was that could change him so completely. Intel leads her to believe Barriss is still alive and Ahsoka goes to find her, thinking that by undestanding her former friend’s fall from grace she can better understand her Master’s. ✦ The will of the Force by Lysore, obi-wan & yoda & qui-gon, 2.7k Obi-Wan piqued Yoda’s interest early on, except the Grand Master of the Order had known for just as long that the Initiate was destined to be Qui-Gon Jinn’s Padawan. OBI-WAN/ANAKIN RECS: ✦ Alcohol and demonic rituals don’t mix by anecdotalist, obi-wan/anakin, supernatural au, modern au, 1.4k Written for the prompt: “Do you guys hear the demonic frat-chanting outside too?” ✦ Bedroom Hymns by JediMistress, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, spanking, bondage, bdsm, d/s, 16k wip Anakin Skywalker is a young student with some kinky interests, and his search for a Dom leads him to Obi-Wan, a former professional. Obi-Wan has retired, but their purely professional kinky relationship changes the lives of both men. How long can they keep it professional? And what happens when they start falling for each other? ✦ One touch and I ignite by Paper_cut, obi-wan/anakin & ahsoka & padme & cast, nsfw, 59k Anakin makes a bit different choices, and learns better communication. So does Obi-Wan. Eventually. ✦ Passionate Reunion by bluebell26, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 2.4k Obi-Wan comes back to the Jedi Temple after a dangerous mission. In the privacy of their shared apartment, he meets with Anakin, with whom he shares a secret relationship, and passion ensues. ✦ Upfall by bell (belldreams), obi-wan/anakin & anakin/padme & obi-wan/satine & ahsoka & cast, NSFW, 27.2k wip Anakin is doing just about everything he can to hold himself together; it won’t last. ✦ Across the Darkness by xpityx, obi-wan/anakin & anakin/padme & clones & cast, 12.4k wip Obi-Wan knew they had hit the temple’s inner security measures when Anakin went from calm to clutching both Obi-Wan and his lightsaber between one step and the next. ✦ Drums in the deep by liv_k, obi-wan/anakin & cast, 6.5k On the inside, Anakin was devoured by his own inner fire. A moth to the flame, Obi-Wan knew that sooner or later he would be caught in the firestorm too. ✦ Maintenance by orphan_account, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, spanking, ~1k Written for the FFA 1000 Prompt and Fill Fest. Obi-Wan ends up with Anakin over his lap and learns a new trick. ✦ Stability by SingManyFaces, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, mild d/s, mild bondage implied, ~1k Anakin loves it when Obi-Wan quiets the noise in his head, Obi-Wan loves taking care of him after. ✦ You Don’t Know the Hair of the Dark Side by SmileAndASong, obi-wan/anakin & luke & leia, modern au, 3.5k Obi-Wan comes home one night and discovers that Luke decided to give Anakin an impromptu haircut. Why? To defeat the dark side, of course. ✦ Penciling in sleep by anecdotalist, obi-wan/anakin, 2.6k It’s two years after the Battle of Geonosis. Obi-Wan Kenobi is the Jedi War General and leads the GAR. Anakin Skywalker had just been Knighted 6 months ago after completing supplemental healer training under Master Che and is now the Commander of the Relief and Support Forces. He’s just returned from a trip and learned that Obi-Wan has not been taking care of himself so he takes matters into his own hands. ✦ untitled by subskywalker, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 1k Obi-Wan kissed his shoulders as he settled behind him. “Oh, dear one, you’re so very beautiful like this. You’re such a good boy for me Anakin.” ✦ Rumpled Collar by Corde_And_Dorme, obi-wan/padme (/anakin?) & cast, white collar fusion, 3.4k The White Collar! AU that absolutely NOBODY asked for except one Discord channel like… months ago. ORIGINAL TRILOGY RECS: ✦ cinched by spookykingdomstarlight, aphra & padme, 4.7k The woman leaned forward and folded her hands over her knees. “What would it take? For you to tell me about him?” ✦ Coming Home by Ljparis, bail/breha & leia, 1.4k Wherein Bail returns home to Alderaan from Coruscant and brings with him surprises for both his wife and daughter. ✦ Endings and Beginnings by AngelQueen, bail/brehan & leia & cast, 2k Leia is four hours old the first time Bail holds her. ✦ The Forking Path by McBangle, obi-wan & leia & cast, 1.6k Leia Skywalker had long known there was more to Ben Kenobi than her Uncle Owen had told her. Once she realized that her aunt and uncle didn’t want her to ask about the strange hermit, she was too stubborn not to track him down. ✦ The Joy of Cooking by victoria_p (musesfool), obi-wan & anakin & leia & kanan & finn, 1.5k “Cooking is like flying. Once you’ve got the basics down, you just do what feels right.” ✦ Salvage by celeste9, obi-wan/owen/beru & luke, 1k Luke takes to rescuing the abandoned droids of Tatooine, much to the perplexity of his guardians. ✦ At Sunrise on the Forest Moon by victoria_p (musesfool), luke & ahsoka, ~1k She finds her way to Luke’s side at the site of Vader’s pyre, after the flames have died down to embers. SEQUELS RECS: ✦ Coins, Flasks, Sabers, Staves by Meggory, rey & chewbacca & r2-d2 & lando & maz & hondo & cast, 5.8k Chewie and Rey set out from D'Qar to find Luke Skywalker, but that bantha’s arse can wait, because Chewie has something he has to do, first. ✦ a gate to many wonders by melannen, luke & yoda & han & anakin & ben & cast, force ghosts, 3.6k Dying, for a Jedi Master in the line of Yoda, was a gentle thing. or “Hi, Not Listening To This Anymore,” Han said, appearing suddenly. “I’m dead.” ✦ Mother and Child Reunion by victoria_p (musesfool), leia & ben, 1.3k “I’m your mother and I will always love you, but I can’t save you from this path you’ve chosen. Only you can do that.” ✦ out of the dust by maplemood, han & rey & chewbacca & ben, 3.1k He drops by Jakku for a steal on old engine parts and leaves with a half-starved, more than half-feral child. FULL DETAILS + RECS HERE!

#obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #padme amidala #obikin #ahsoka tano #luke skywalker #leia organa #han solo #rey #ben solo #chewbacca #bail organa #breha organa #qui gon jinn #yoda #fic recs #star wars fic recs

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apathetic-revenant · 5 years

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D (for by the skin of your teeth), G, M, and Z? :D

[send me a fanfic ask letter]

D: Is there a song or a playlist to associatewith [insert fic]?

oh you better believe there is

all the chapter titles as well as the fic title itself for By The Skin of Your Teeth were from song lyrics. it was incredibly cheesy and absolutely shameless. though ‘by the skin of your teeth’ has the advantage of also being a generic phrase which in the long run might have been a good thing for that fic.

anyway, here’s your playlist:

1. ‘these are not my eyes’–Caravan of Thieves, ‘Monster’

2. ‘sharp teeth test your skin’–Jonathan Coulton, ‘Fraud’

3. ‘can’t win with your hands tied’–Queen, ‘Fight From The Inside’

4. ‘there’s a devil in me’–The Strumbellas, ‘Shovels and Dirt’

5. ‘if I could find a fuse’–Abney Park, ‘Building Steam’

6. ‘so armageddon here we come’–Flogging Molly, ‘Saints and Sinners’

7. ‘you’re gonna sink or swim, you’re gonna learn the truth’–The Silent Comedy, ‘Bartholomew’–also the source of the fic title

8. ‘right there to catch you’–Jack’s Mannequin, ‘Orphans’

9. ‘to hear you speak of it’–R.E.M., ‘Why Not Smile’

10. ‘had a dream I was moving forward’–Great Big Sea, ‘Feel It Turn’

G: Do you write your story from start to finish,or do you write the scenes out of order?

it depends somewhat. I definitely tend to think up scenes out of order, and if they’re especially burning a hole in my head I’ll jot them down somewhere. when it comes to sitting down and trying to get the whole thing written, it depends on what kind of story it is. sometimes I just have an idea for a story without a clear idea of what’s going to happen in it, and in that case I usually start at the beginning and write chronologically until I get stuck somewhere. I wrote By The Skin Of Your Teeth pretty much entirely that way; I think when I started I had a vague idea of the scene with Stan and Bill in the kitchen in mind but other than that I had no idea where it was going to go for quite a while. I just kept thinking “okay, so what would they do next?” that’s a pretty rare example though, usually I reach a point where I get stuck enough that I just skip ahead to whatever the next point I can figure out is.

on the other hand, there are some stories where the impetus is less “what if __ happened” and more just a scene or scenes that I have in mind, and in that case I’m more likely to start with those scenes and then work backwards to link them together. Bad Luck And Broken Soul was sort of like that. I wrote the first paragraph for that and then it languished in my documents for ages because I really had nothing else to go on there. eventually I started thinking about how the conversation between Spock and McCoy in the second part would go, so I wrote that and then went back and wrote the first part to figure out how they got there.

M: Got any premises on the back burner thatyou’d care to share?

I’ve got more premises than I know what to do with, but that’s just the eternal state of writing, ain’t it. I definitely do intend to finish my Ghost Trick fanfic, for one. that’s been left hanging for ages and I am so sorry, it just kind of…got stuck, and then things happened, and…yeah. uh. but there is more of it, I just have to figure out how to stick the parts together.

I have some ideas for a few short Doctor Who pieces in my head but I haven’t actually started any of them. and two Doctor Who OCs that I have written a jumbled mess of something for but then kind of got cold feet about for various reasons and I don’t know what if anything I’m ever going to do with that. part of the problem with that is that I got so far behind on Doctor Who and haven’t gotten around to watching the last like six years that I’ve missed so canon’s probably rendered most of this invalid anyway.

and I have a Harry Potter fic that I’ve been working on on and off for a while now but it’s been a very casual side project so I don’t know when or if it’s gonna get posted, tbh.it was just kind of an idea that bounced around in my head for long enough that I eventually had to start putting it down somewhere.

so I guess the answer to that question is a definitive ‘maybe.’

Z: Major character death–do you ever write/readit? Is there a character whose death you can’t tolerate?

I have to confess I’m an absolute weenie about characters dying, both reading and writing it. if they eventually come back or there’s some good undead shenanigans involved I might be up for it, but otherwise, probably not. which is not to say that there’s anything wrong with writing it, it’s just not my thing.

the exception being, of course, if it’s the kind of evil awful character whose death makes everything better for everyone else, in which case, sign me up.

#anistarrose #asks #ask game

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misas-biggest-fan · 5 years

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hey! do u have any ocs?? bc id love to see them! (idk if u posted abt them before but i just wanted to know bc i love ocs and hearing abt them lol)

;lakjdf oh you are SO KIND to ask me abt myocs a;sldk tysm !!!!!!

So I write a lot of monster stories. I lovehorror and I love love love monsters. I also write a lot of film bc that’s sortof my dream media.

Ill put my art under a cut bc it’s non-dn!!

One of my all time fav ocs is this ghosthunter (whos name rn is tba only bc I gave her that name in the first place bcI was jealous and wished id had it but now that im like ‘dang dude its been along time you HAVE to pick a name at SOME point’ im realizing that maybe the namesI gave characters bc I wished they were mine is like……… maybe a hint towardswhat names I want…… LOL so if I do end up picking this name ill have to ctrl Fall my scripts and notes for her to switch it out. it’s a v masc name.) ANYWAY we’ll call herGhosthunter. She’s the host of this this TV show where she finds and kills ghosts with herfriend, Maurice. However, bc of backstory reasons, she wants Ghost Powers soshe selfishly tricks Maurice into going into this rly dangerous haunted housewith her to provoke this monster that she thinks will give her powers. And itdoes!! BUT there’s a downside bc she walked into it’s trap and it’s going totry to eat her now. Her ghost powers look like this and she can mostly switchback and forth at will (ps, this is old art ;alskdj)

So anyway she has to travel around trying tolearn enough abt this creature to kill it while at the same time trying to keepher TV show on the air, salvage her relationship with Maurice, and deal withthe Backstory Reasons of why she felt she had to become a monster in thefirst place. It’s a TV series, it’s going to have 13 episodes (bc oooo scary 13 LOL), and my hope isthat it gets increasingly more intense and terrifying as it goes on!! I alsolove this bc it gives me this opportunity to explore things like fear of selfand also to design just like, as many monsters as possible for every episode. I’ve got thiscockroach doctor one a;lskd OH its good, he’s SO so scary I love him. (ps shesaroace!!)

Another oc im OBSESSED with is Marty. Thisone is a movie. (ive tried everything, I tried prose, I triedserialized episodes, nothing else rly seemed to fit. But that’s ok bc I need agood feature film script to throw around!!) Marty’s actually a demon!! But he’svery ordinary, very sweet, he’s just also, you know, a demon. He’s indirectlyresponsible for the death of this man, Quentin Green, who he had been secretlylow key stalking and really, really liked. So he possesses him an in attempt totry to keep him alive. It doesn’t work and Quentin dies and then it’s justMarty and this empty body. So he just….. Keeps it. (which is a questionabledecision of course.) BUT TWIST Quentin was an EXORCIST. And all his FRIENDS AREEXORCISTS. So Marty’s trying to keep this body in an attempt to have a life,but he’s also trying to hide from Quentin’s partner, Charlise, who is one of thebest exorcists there is. But it’s complicated bc he becomes friends withCharlise and feels like she’s one of the only people to ever really understandhim bc of some Backstory Reasons.

This one is less scary per se, but it issuper cool and fun and writing marty is like honestly a blast. this is him and charlise in the background!! again, oldish art ;laisd;asdlk

i dont have any super new art of my OCs rn bc ive been REAL focused on dn art for the past like almost year LOL but i am still writing them!!! ive got a few episodes of my ghost hunter one and im on my like 3rd-ish draft of my marty movie. ive got more OCs technically of course but most of them are for very short works. these two are closest to my heart!!

(i also feel like my version of A, Able, fallsunder this category, but I do plan on making them a little intro post one ofthese days, so just keep in mind that they’re here bless their stupid littleheart. Also, not rly related, but I decided to lift them and use them as wellfor another short horror story im writing. They have to escape this monster thatcrawls out of the walls and strangles them in their sleep every night aspunishment for accidentally doing/saying certain things during the day. It’svery scary and I like my monster design for this one, too. ;alksdj poor ableLOL)

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING i love talking abt these characters!!!!!! maybe once i have do some newer art that’s like, presentable, i’ll share some of it :D

#Anonymous #@ everyone this is non dn but if you like fun monster stories i have some ;DDD

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patchdotexe · 6 years

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Scream to me about the first oc that comes to mind please

UHHHH F WHO HAVENT I TALKED ABOUT IN A WHILE??? OH HEY HOW ABOUT CHARLIE WICKFIELD

(she’s the short one, pictured with her probably-boyfriend Sieron and his familiar Kaepora (played by @jorbs-palace))

I FRICKEN... LOVE CHARLIE... she’s my D&D character in the campaign @openlyeight is running! she’s a halfling wild magic sorcerer that just kinda does whatever seems fun to her, and likes to challenge herself by pulling off risky heists-- she used to be a thief before getting picked up by the party, and she still lapses into old habits now and then. her thief’s tools have gotten quite a lot of use asdhfsdkjfghfd

charlie’s chaotic good, and ended up being the team’s mascot and one of the only reasons why everyone stuck together. despite her thievery and being very loud, she’s kind-hearted and is very defense of people trying to mess with the rest of her party, especially sieron. also the paladin kinda adopted her? and then asked her to burn down a library because the librarian was being racist. it was awesome tbh

charlie doesnt talk much about what situation she was in before meeting the party, but there’s a few things theyve learned about her: she used to work for the syndicate, a branch of the cult of the god-king that is planning to resurrect a false god of necromancy and which has some sort of connection to sieron that no one is happy about (charlie had no idea at the time and jumped ship at the nearest opportunity), and shes related to chase wickfield, a famous dragon researcher and who was also the member of her family she was closest to.

she also may have accidentally killed them in a wild magic surge but charlie doesnt know for sure and my DM keeps being ominous about it

SHE ALSO OWNS A DOG his name is justin and he is big enough to ride. his token on roll20 is missile from ghost trick. justin is a Good Boy.

#leo chirps #leos vs the world #leos ocs #oc: charlie wickfield #explorers of arvus #long post /#caught gaming #ask

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yoolee · 7 years

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SLBP Fic/Drabble List

Arranged by region and then character. NSFW and headcanons are separate sections below.

(Last update 7/3/18)

KAI

Saizo

Kabedon

Little One

I thought I lost you

Read warnings - Angst Stay & Epilogue

Rainy Morning with Saizo

Multi-Character (mostly Saizo/Yukimura/MC)

Before

Peace & Quiet (modern au)

Sabotage in Good Service (modern au)

Kart (modern au)

Best Man (modern au)

Scraps

Kiss the Girl

Observational Skills

Assumptions (Tsuki and Hana MC)

Yukimura

Three Raining Mornings with Yukimura - 1

Three Raining Mornings with Yukimura - 2

Three Raining Mornings with Yukimura - 3

Shingen

We Proudly Present…Your Dinner

Modern Waffle Cottage Excerpt modern AU

Other

Yuki Deliberation

Kiyohiro Why are you naked in my bed?

Kiyohiro/Umeko Side Ponytail Relationship Success Support Squad

Kansuke: Rainy Morning with Kansuke

Sasuke

Read Warnings - Angst Family

Belong (modern au)

(SPOILERS) Quiet

OWARI

Inuchiyo (Maeda Toshiie)

Rainy Morning with Inuchiyo

Cute

I think we should burn it down.

Tipsy

Because I love you, d@(!it!

Ishida Mitsunari

Rainy Morning with Mitsunari

Get out of the way before I murder you

Tokugawa Ieyasu

Honesty

Rainy Morning with Ieyasu

Come over here and make me!

I do not get drunk – I get awesome.

Fault Lines (Reincarnation/Modern AU)

Toyotomi Hideyoshi

Myth

Multiple:

Six Wins and a Draw (Choose your own adventure!)

Girl Talk (Umeko, Oichi, Matsuko, MC)

The spirit of things (Hideyoshi & Mitsunari - AU)

OSHU

Shigezane

Rainy Morning with Shigezane

Look, I can’t be held responsible for this

The Trio (Masamune, Shigezane, Kojuro)

This was a bad idea. + ART & Bonus Epilogue

Well that’s unexpected (modern au)

ECHIGO

Kenshin

Treasure (angsty?)

Kanetsugu

Two Rainy Mornings with Kanetsugu

NSFW

Fics

NSFW/18+ Fit (Modern AU Yukimura/MC)

NSFW/18+ Lick your wounds Inuchiyo/MC

NSFW/18+ Burn down (Shigezane/MC)

NSFW/18+ Compliments (Shigezane/MC)

NSFW/18+ A kiss between men (and one woman) (Yukimura/Saizo/MC)

NSFW/18+ A kiss of a different kind (Yukimura/Saizo/MC)

NSFW/18+ Distraction (Saizo/MC)

NSFW/18+ Heights (Saizo/MC)

Other:

NSFW/18+ Inuchiyo Headcanons

NSFW/18+ Nonsense & Shenanigans (Inuchiyo)

NSFW/18+ Threesomes Headcanon (All + Noboyuki/Shizegane)

HEADCANONS/OTHER

50 SLBP Prompts

Side Character Prompts

Headcanons (multiple)

Haunted Houses

(SPOILERS) 30 Second Route Summaries

Western Style Dance (All +Noboyuki/Shigezane/Yuki/Toramatsu)

Lords as New Dads (All)

RandomHC tag (where I dump everything <500 words)

Samurai Lee Ballad: PARTY (crack!self-insert)

Pirate AU (mostly Kai centric)

Yahiko fast-forward

Modern AU Headcanons

Ai’s Ballet Recital (Echigo cast)

Ballet Company AU

If Saizo had a blog

Modern AU Nonsense

Kai Reincarnation AU (Kai/Echigo cast x MC)

The Waffle Cottage Chronicles - Modern AU headcanon

Modern AU - Echigo - Waffle Cottage Aesthetics

Modern AU - Oshu - Waffle Cottage Aesthetics

Modern AU - Kai - Waffle Cottage

Modern AU - Owari - Waffle Cottage Aesthetics

Modern AU parallels (Masamune, Kojuro, Shigezane, Yukimura)

Modern AU parallels (Saizo, Nobunaga, Oichi, Kenshin)

Modern AU parallels (Toshiie, Hideyoshi, Yuki, Mitsuhide)

Modern AU Smolsuke

Ask Responses/Flashfics:

Trick or Treat (Hideyoshi)

Halloween (Saizo/Yukimura)

Halloween (Kojuro)

Halloween (Kenshin)

Halloween (Mitsunari)

Hanbei + Storms

Hotaru + Pedicure + Art!

Ieyasu + Please

Ieyasu + Distill

Ieyasu + Fragile

Kageie + Safe

Kanetsugu + Summer [modern AU]

Kenshin + Candle

Kenshin + Heart

Kenshin + Effervescent

Kojuro + Slip

Kotaro + Blanket

Ieyasu + Pink

Masamune + Rouge

Masamune + Touching

Mitsunari + Bookworm [modern AU]

Mitsunari + Duck [modern ghost AU]

Mitsunari + Fire

Nobuyuki + Tears

Oichi + Perfection [modern AU]

Saizo + Goose [modern superhero AU]

Saizo + Jealousy

Shigezane + Warmth

Toramatsu + You’re Not Fooling Anyone

Toramatsu + You’re Not Fooling Anyone Alternative

Yasumasa + Omamori

Yukimura + Surprise

Professional Wrestling

Little Mermaid Saiyukkin

Yukimura + Saizo + Bro

Sasuke + Sleep

Sasuke + Sleep Alternative

Kenshin + Smile

Saizo + Lipstick

Shigezane + Hot Summer Night

Shigezane + Hot Summer Night Alternative

IkeSen Mitsuhide + Consequences

Starship Promise Atlas + Mistake

My Last First Kiss Hiroki + Yearning

Scandal in the Spotlight SLBP Kota

NSFW/18+ Yuki + Nipple Pasties [modern AU]

NSFW/18+ Mitsuhide + Yams

Random character combinations

Samurai Love Ballet: Party (all)

(Spoilers) The Sun Rises (???)

No time (Kenshin, Shingen, Oichi)

Roomies (Kenshin, Kojuro)

MC in Wonderclan Part One | Part Two

SLBP Next Gen…stuff

Thoughts

OC profiles

A meeting (Date daughter x Sanada son)

The ones who came after (Date x 2, Sanada x 2, Oda, Akechi, Ishida, Toyotomi)

If Lee Wrote Otome (my game plots)

Supervillain MC

Supernatural MC

CEO MC

Royal MC

Dragon MC

Spaghetti Hot Mess-tern in Space (Sheriff MC)

Errant Lady Knight MC

RAMBLING

Thoughts on Ieyasu/Mitsunari

Thoughts on Kenshin

Thoughts on Ieyasu/Nobunaga

Saizo/Sasuke thoughts (building off of this!) <– WAY less relevant now that big Sasuke is out oh well

Thoughts on Saizo/Yukimura/MC

Thoughts on Yukimura Act 2

OTHER FANDOMS

Hold or Fold (Starship Promise) - Atlas

Tip (Starship Promise) - Atlas

Six Love Stories (Scandal in the Spotlight) - Nagito

NSFW All tied up (Scandal in the Spotlight)

Revance Song Drabble - ? (Scandal in the Spotlight)

NSFW - Bidders + Lingerie headcanon (Kissed by the Baddest Bidder)

#slbp #slbp fanfiction #slbp fanfics #voltage fanfiction #samurai love ballad party #slbp drabbles #samurai love ballad #masterlist

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dngrs-untld-hrshps-unnmbrd · 7 years

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Striking Twice

Shaxx x female Guardian | oc: Alexandra Warren | angst and drama | smutterific | NSFW

This fic is for @illiksis as part of our art trade and stars her beautiful Titan Striker Alexandra and Lord Shaxx. Alexandra, a civilian member of the Firebreak Order around the time of Twilight Gap, is keen to prove herself as good a fighter as any Guardian. Meanwhile, Shaxx is struggling with his complicated feelings about his newly formed rift with Lord Saladin.

But we begin the story in the Tower, pre-Ghaul, where Shaxx is shocked to re-encounter the newly resurrected Alexandra.

Shaxx, The Tower, pre-Ghaul

Behind his one-horned helmet, Shaxx blinked. The young woman waited, her determined expression slowly becoming uncertain.

‘Uh, have I got something on my face?’ She swiped at her chin and looked at her fingers.

Her face was strong and open, with feminine curves to her cheekbones and mouth. Beautiful eyes which were accentuated by her short pixie cut. It was the face of a dead woman.

She’d come to see him, when was it, just after Twilight Gap? He’d still been setting up the Crucible then and was raw from their near-defeat and his newly formed rift with Lord Saladin.

Heard you sell weapons. I need a better rifle and Callisto from the Firebreak –

He’d cut her off, recognising her civilian gear. I only provide weapons to Guardians. If you run with the Firebreak Order you’re going to get yourself killed.

Better dead out there protecting the City than scared and idle in here, don’t you think?

What’s your name?

Alexandra Warren.

He’d handed her a weapon and shook his head when she tried to give him glimmer. It was nice knowing you, Alexandra Warren.

She’d given him a dirty look, but accepted the weapon and went on her way.

Forcibly pulling himself back to the present, Shaxx began his spiel that he gave all new Guardians. She listened with quiet attentiveness while he tried not to remember the scar on her left hip and how its white pucker had gleamed in low light. The scar wouldn’t be there anymore. She won’t be the same person.

Being resurrected changed you and you were shaped by new experiences. She might have Alexandra’s face but she wasn’t Alexandra. But damn if it wasn’t unsettling to see her looking at him with that unrecognising expression.

‘I expect to see you in my Crucible soon, Guardian.’

She turned to go, his voice unremarked upon, the word Crucible making nothing flicker in her eyes, and he felt a prickle of … what? She was several feet away when he called, ‘Hold up. What’s your name?’

‘Alex. Alexandra.’

Not for the first time he was grateful for the helmet that hid his face. She frowned at him, puzzled, and then headed out to the Plaza.

Shaxx, The Tower, Twilight Gap era

Shaxx spotted the young woman as soon as he stepped into the Brew. She was sitting with some Firebreak Order Titans at a low bench, all of them out of armour but battle-rumpled. Alexandra bore a bruise on her cheek, the only one with an injury as she had no Ghost to heal her.

On the one hand he understood her desire to fight for what they’d almost lost as much as the rest of them, but on the other, mortals fighting alongside Guardians just felt wrong to him. Not because he had any lofty ideas about Guardians being better or pure, but because Guardians fought differently. They could be reckless and risky and no harm done. A mortal trying to replicate that? Bloody dangerous.

Spying him, Alexandra got up from the table and sauntered over, smiling up at him. ‘That was a good rifle you gave me the other day. Can I buy you a beer?’

It had been the ‘Up For Anything’ auto rifle with a distinctive blue stripe across the grip. ‘Yes, it is a good rifle, and I guess you’d better.’ When she turned to the bar he noticed she wore a Firebreak Order symbol stitched onto the back pocket of her civvies, and scowled. What would Saladin make of this? He probably wouldn’t like it either. Then he remembered he didn’t give a damn about what Saladin thought, but despite his best efforts the bawling out his mentor had given him rose in his mind.

I’ve never known such insubordination. Not only are you reckless but you don’t think. Deliberately defying my orders when –

Saladin, I stepped up and did what was needed to save the City and that’s all that matters. If I’d listened to you we’d all be dead. But fine, harp on about your bloody orders if it makes you feel like you’re not a failure.

He’d never seen Saladin look so angry and humiliated. He’d considered apologising – but for what? Hurt feelings? Hurt feelings didn’t matter. The City and the Guardians were what mattered.

Alexandra passed him a pint and he took a long pull on the beer, trying to banish his angry thoughts.

‘You don’t like me much, do you?’ she asked, amused.

He looked down at her, seeing again how pretty she was, how vital. How damn proud of herself she was. ‘Cheers for the drink,’ he said, and turned away.

But she stopped him with a hand on his arm.

‘I can fight as well as any Guardian. Can’t I?’ she said, raising her voice for her friends. A handful of Firebreak Titans raised their pint glasses in a toast and cheered. She turned back to him with a grin. ‘See?’

‘You might fight as well, but you don’t die as well.’

She waved him off. ‘So you’re special like that. Who cares.’

Oh, okay. They were doing this. He set his drink on the bar and folded his arms. ‘You’ve got that fear of losing your one life. It holds you back and there’s nothing you can do about that.’

She was still smiling but it grew fixed. ‘I’m not afraid of anything.’

‘Then you’re stupider than I thought.’ Shaxx picked up his glass and moved away, and this time she didn’t stop him.

Shaxx, The Tower, one week later

Three Crucible feeds, three beautiful Crucible feeds coming in from three arenas in the Cosmodrome. Shaxx hadn’t felt this buoyant since before Twilight Gap. Two matches were already running and a third was about to begin. He watched the teams transmat into their zones and start the match.

His eye was immediately drawn to a Titan who was leading the group along the eastern wall of the arena at a run. Good. Fearless and eager, that’s what he liked to see. Whoever it was spied an enemy and raised their gun. The enemy dropped, and then the Titan was leaping over a barrier for the next. They came up against a Warlock, who summon purple void energy in their fist. The Titan slammed themselves back against a wall, recovered, and shot the Warlock. But another enemy was upon them and they realised they’d been too eager, and turned to run.

Sunlight flashed blue across their weapon’s grip. Shaxx stared, and hot white fury spread through his chest. Then cold fear as he saw the pursuer raise a scout rifle at her head.

He smashed the controls and bent forward to yell into his mic. ‘EVERYONE DROP YOUR WEAPONS AND STAY EXACTLY WHERE YOU ARE. IF ANYONE SO MUCH AS LOOKS AT A TRIGGER SO HELP ME I WILL MOUNT YOUR HEAD ON MY WALL AND LET HUNTERS USE IT FOR TARGET PRACTICE.’

And then for good measure, seeing how she was staring in fright around her for his disembodied voice, he added, ‘ALEXANDRA, DO NOT FUCKING MOVE.’

Noting that every single person in all three arenas had stopping fighting, Shaxx pushed himself away from the console with a growl and ran for his Sparrow.

Ten minutes later he roared up to the arena and stalked inside. Alexandra was standing exactly where he’d last seen her on the feeds. Stopping in front of her, he snapped, ‘Take off your helm.’

She did as she was asked and her eyes, when they met his, were defiant, but there was fear at the edges too. Fear of him, or of what she’d just done? It didn’t matter. He wanted her afraid. He wanted her to understand what a stupid thing she’d just done.

He glanced around at the other members of her team, who were all staring at her as if they’d never seen her before in their lives.

‘Did any of you know she wasn’t a Guardian?’ he barked. If they had he would personally make their life a living hell. He stared hard at each of them in turn, breathing like a bull through his nose. One after another they all shook their heads.

They didn’t know her. This was all on her.

‘Get out of my sight, all of you. Not you,’ he said to Alexandra as she turned to go. His voice became low with menace. ‘I haven’t finished with you.’

He waited until everyone had left the arena before he started.

‘Of all the foolish, stupid and downright selfish things I’ve seen in my time, I think this may be the worst. Traveler’s fucking Light, Alexandra.’

She raised her chin. ‘You were the one who said I was letting fear hold me back. I wanted to prove that I wasn’t afraid.’

‘By getting yourself killed?’

She took a deep breath. ‘All right. I’ll admit that maybe it wasn’t the best idea, but I wasn’t hurting anyone but myself.’

Shaxx pointed in the direction of the departed Guardians. ‘And if one of them had killed you, you think that wouldn’t have hurt them? You think they wouldn’t have remembered the moment of your death and regretted it the rest of their very long lives? That they wouldn’t have felt tricked, and guilty? We shoot each other because it’s not permanent. We still feel things.’

She flinched, and he knew he was making his point but he couldn’t seem to stop. ‘If you’ve got something to prove do it on your own time.’

‘All right,’ she muttered.

‘Don’t use Guardians and my Crucible as a way to prove how very brave you want to believe you are. Because you’re not brave, you’re reckless and you don’t think.’

I’ve never known such insubordination.

Shaxx grit his teeth against the intrusive voice. Distracted, he didn’t react in time when Alexandra turned and stalked away. But she went the wrong way, further into the arena.

‘Hey!’ She didn’t stop, and he gave chase. He found her sitting behind a stone plinth, her arms wrapped around her knees. He pulled off his helmet sighed. ‘Look, I –’

‘Leave me alone.’

‘I want to –’

‘Can’t you mind your own business?’

Shaxx took a deep breath and looked around. It was tempting to do just leave her here but this time he knew he did owe someone an apology. She’d come this close to death today and she knew it. He could see from her face that she wasn’t going to do anything like this again.

He sat down next to her, facing the same direction and looking out across the arena. ‘I’m sorry. I lose my temper a lot lately.’

She sat in silence for a few minutes. Then she said, ‘I just want to do my part. I just want to know I can make a difference.’

Shaxx made a non-committal sound. You never knew for sure. You just had to do what you thought was right. Defying Saladin was right. Setting up the Crucible was right. Hurting people’s feelings, well, that happened.

But he still didn’t feel good about upsetting Alexandra.

‘Will you tell the others that I’m sorry?’

‘The Guardians? Don’t worry about them. They won’t remember this.’

‘You will though, won’t you?’

He looked down into her tense, white face, and saw that while she was angry she was scared too, and knew how close she’d come to dying. She was very pretty, and he wasn’t much good at apologies, so he lowered his head and kissed her. It was the first thing that came into his head that might make her feel better. An I’m sorry kiss. An I’m not really mad kiss. He heard her sharp intake of breath, and then her mouth softened beneath his. When he opened his mouth she did the same and his tongue slid against hers. It was a good kiss. A very good kiss.

He twisted and put his arms around her, pulling her against his side. Her lips were very warm beneath his own.

He pulled away, hoping she wasn’t about to slap his face. ‘I won’t remember either,’ he murmured. ‘In fact, it’s the sort of thing I might have done myself, in your place.’

She smiled, ‘Would you really? That makes me feel better.’

‘And I’m sorry I yelled at you.’

‘The Firebreak Titans tell me you yell all the time.’

He looked again at her mouth. That had been a very good kiss. ‘Do you, ah, want to get a beer.’

A slow, heated smile spread over her face. ‘No.’ But she said it in such a way that he knew she was inviting something else. Something better.

Alexandra, The Last City

By some mute understanding he followed her Sparrow when they got back to the City, the sound of his larger, more powerful vehicle throbbing in her ears.

How did they go from shouting to kissing? She wasn’t sure but she felt wound too tight and the thought of holding onto this large man while he kissed her some more seemed like a very good idea. He was large and brash and rough and exactly what was needed.

Once they were inside her flat, he reached for her. She felt the soft prickle of his short beard as he kissed her, the gentle bite of his lower lip. Yes, this. With deft fingers he removed both her chest piece and his and pressed her up against the walls. His bulk was almost as solid as armour and she run her hands over him, enjoying the feel of him, the strength of him. He lifted her up as he kissed her and she wrapped her thighs around his hips.

She fumbled with the front of his greaves, but he shook his head. ‘Not here. I’m taking my time with you.’ Holding her close he walked her over to the bed and laid her down. His eyes never leaving her face, he got undressed, peeling away the layers of padding and undersuit until he was naked.

She sat up on her elbows and looked at him. Oh, Traveler’s blessing. He was big all over. She reached out and stroked her fingers down the length of him, feeling his girth, the thick veins. He might even be too much of a good thing. Not that she wasn’t going to give this a red-hot go.

He reached for her tunic but she sat up and took him in her mouth, curling her tongue around his swollen tip. He groaned, and buried his hands in her hair.

‘Oh love, that’s good.’

She slid him deeper into her mouth and drew him out again, sucking slowly, and as he breathed deeply he worked her undersuit off her shoulders and took her breasts in his hands. She took him down into her throat, humming as she did so she wouldn’t gag, and he groaned again and twisted her nipples in his calloused fingers.

Catching her under the arms he pulled her up the bed and knelt between her thighs. He was fiercely beautiful with his thick brows and pale eyes, and there were tattoos across his broad shoulders. She reached out to touch him, but when he lowered his head and licked her sex her hand dropped and she forgot about everything else. Where his fingers had been rough his tongue was very soft and languorous, licking slowly over her clit, sucking on her gently. It had been some time since she’d been with anyone and she felt herself peaking quickly. But he drew away and walked his hands up the bed until he was hovering over her. One of her hands went down between them to grasp his cock.

Yes, oh Traveler, fuck me. But when she felt the length and thickness of him again some of her eagerness was quelled. ‘Um, you will be careful, won’t you?’

His mouth quirked, amused, his expression seeming to say, Yes, I have done this before. His hand covered hers, and the blunt tip of him slid against her slippery sex and then found her sheath. He sank in a few inches – and stopped. She felt herself stretch around him, but it was a good feeling, and she resettled her hips beneath him and pulled him closer. One of his arms went beneath her, holding her against him, and she kissed the broad expanse of him, the springy hair in the centre of his chest.

He fucked her slowly, his lips against her neck, her ear, sucking her earlobe. He smelled like summer heat and the tang of armour polish and she couldn’t get enough of him. She wrapped her thighs around his hips, urging him closer, and on his next thrust he pushed deeply and she cried out. Whimpering, she bit into his shoulder.

‘Want me to stop?’ he asked.

But she shook her head, her eyes screwed tight because he was exactly what she needed and was pushing her closer to orgasm. He responded to her clutching hands by picking up the pace, kissing her panting mouth between thrusts. She felt herself clamp down on him, and then everything broke apart. Even as she came, her head thrown back, she felt his eyes on her and his steady rhythm never broke. As she began to surface she wrapped herself tightly round him once more, her nails digging into his muscled back and her teeth sinking into his shoulder. She was hurting him, but she wanted to hurt him.

He hissed in pain but didn’t stop her. Finally she unclenched and opened her eyes, and saw he was glaring at her. ‘You bloody little cat.’

She smiled up at him, her grin wicked. ‘That was for yelling at me.’

A dangerous glint came into his eyes. ‘Oh, is that how we’re playing it?’ He pulled out and flipped her over onto her belly, and then hoisted her hips up to his. Pressing an arch into her spine he thrust into her again, and Alex wrapped her arms around a pillow and buried her face in it.

One of his hands left her hips, and then came down hard on her ass. She reared up, indignant, and cried out. ‘Ow. What was that for?’

‘That was for coming into my Crucible uninvited,’ he growled. He squeezed the flesh of her behind and then spanked her again.

‘Ow. What was that for?’

‘That was just because you’ve got an arse like a peach.’ He raised his hand and smacked her again. ‘And that was just because I could.’ He clamped his hands around her hips and pushed her knees wider with his. The heat from the marks he’d left on her skin and the angle of his thrusts were driving her close to climax again, and she could hear from the way he breathed heavily that he was close, too. His fingers dipped down between her legs and rubbed her clit, and his lips found her neck.

‘Come for me, love,’ he murmured in her ear. She clutched at his arm that he had braced next to hers and turned and buried her face in his shoulder as she reached her peak. A moment later he growled, pulling her up and back against him as he came, and she held onto his forearms through his final thrusts, her back flush against his chest.

He released her, and she sank weakly back onto the bed, her eyes closed and a broad smile on her face. ‘Now that’s better,’ she sighed.

He laughed softly and lay down on his side, and pulled her against him. The light outside had faded and they were cocooned in shadows and their warm afterglow. She felt his finger run over the scar on her hip, where a Fallen Captain had sliced her last year. Alex smiled again. She’d sliced the Fallen back and killed him, blood running down the inside of her greaves. She might have given Shaxx an apoplexy by going into his Crucible but she could handle herself in the field.

Early hours of the morning

‘Alexandra.’

‘Mmph?’ She moved in bed, hoping to feel him against her, but there was only a warm place where his body had lain.

‘I have to go.’

‘But it’s so early,’ she muttered into the pillow.

‘Things to do.’

‘Mmph.’ She felt his lips against his temple and smiled, too sleepy to even drag her eyes open. His hand trailed down her back and she arched against his touch. Why couldn’t he stay till a reasonable hour and then make love to her again. That was what she called a good morning.

‘I’ll see you soon.’ His hand lifted away, and then it came down hard on her bare ass. ‘But I don’t want to see you in my Crucible.’

She squealed and her eyes shot open. He was grinning down at her, helmet under his arm. ‘Take care of yourself, Alexandra.’

‘Beast,’ she muttered as he let himself out, but she was smiling and soon fell asleep again.

Shaxx, The Tower, nine days later

The last Guardian had come to see him to turn into their bounties for the day and Shaxx was feeling quite pleased with the world around him. It had been a busy week or two, setting up new Crucible arenas and watching the feeds from the existing ones. Already the Guardians were catching onto this new way of training and some had made vast improvements. He couldn’t help his shouts of delight down the microphone when he saw a particularly good play.

He was about to leave his place in the Tower when a Titan came up to him, grubby from the field and her long black hair knotted. Callisto Yin, commander of the Firebreak Order.

She held out the rifle to him and Shaxx stared at it, puzzled. He gave out weapons, he didn’t receive them.

‘I thought you’d want it back,’ she said.

‘Want it …’ A cold feeling spread through him as he saw the distinctive blue markings on the grip. Callisto pursed her lips, her expression regretful, and he knew.

‘When …’ His voice was hoarse and he cleared his throat. ‘When did it happen?’

‘Two days ago, on the other side of the Cosmodrome. We were ambushed by Fallen.’

‘What happened to her? Were you there?’

Callisto nodded. ‘Alexandra stepped on a mine and she couldn’t get away. A Captain got her. Shot her through the head.’

He could picture it, Alexandra lying on the ground with the huge Fallen looming over her. He forced the question out. ‘Was she afraid?’

The Titan shook her head. ‘No. I don’t think so. It all happened so fast.’ She frowned up at him. ‘Were you friends?’

Dumbly, he nodded.

‘I’m sorry. We tried.’ And then the commander walked away, leaving him staring down at the rifle in his hands. What was it he’d said to her when she’d come to him for this gun?

It was nice knowing you, Alexandra Warren.

End of part one. I headcanon Guardians being as sterile and unable to get or transmit STDs, and both Alex and Shaxx know this. But we’re not Guardians so use a condom boys and girls.

Thank you for reading! xx

#lord shaxx #OC: Alexandra warren #destiny fanfiction #destiny 2 #destiny titan #destiny the game

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jupujuu · 7 years

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for 1: olivia/juni, bonny/trucy, junpei/carlos/june & december/iiri (and prax/arlee as a joker because man, lemme tell you-) / for 2: praxus, harry mason, tová, luna (vlr) / for 3: all your humanoid ocs

Oh what a pleasant surprise, didn’t expect you out of all people to send me something. ;)

001

Olivia/Juni:

when I started shipping it if I did: When it was first brought up, honestly… sooo, last year?

my thoughts: Olivia is way too hot for Juni tbh. But! I guess personality counts for a lot so Juni is forgiven for not being a hotbabe.

what makes me happy about them: I love how they’re kind of similar in some aspects but at the same time pretty different! Like how they’re both highly compassionate and trusting, but due to past happenings they view these traits very differently; Juni embraces them while Olivia kind of views them as a hindrance, and so on. Not to mention that they’re just, like, really cute together and I honestly can’t wait to see how their dynamic is going to develop in the future!

what makes me sad about them: All the bad stuff that’s gonna happen to them B’) Gotta be sad before you get to be happy wooo

things done in fanfic that annoys me: hmm I wonder

things I look for in fanfic: gay

who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: IDK there aren’t that many characters yet for me to choose from lol

my happily ever after for them: Peace and quiet! ;’0 And happy family life and no sad times!

who is the big spoon/little spoon: Juni is the big spoon ‘cause she big, though I honestly can’t see her opposing to the idea of Olivia being the big spoon either haha

what is their favorite non-sexual activity: Crying probably? I mean like that’s what they’ve been pretty good at lately? On a more serious note though, I’m not sure. :0 Their current situation doesn’t really allow fun lmao

Bonny/Trucy:

when I started shipping it if I did: As soon as I learned how much Bonny adores Trucy! I thought it was super cute ahah

my thoughts: They’re just, you know, a real feel-good couple to me :’0

what makes me happy about them: That they’re such good friends even after the trial and that Trucy is such an inspiration to Bonny and continues to support her! ; v ; Oh and I’m also glad that Bonny didn’t turn out to be the murderer bc somehow MY FAVOURITE IS ALWAYS THE MURDERER lmao

what makes me sad about them: That Bonny will probably never be seen again……

things done in fanfic that annoys me: IDK man I don’t read fanfic

things I look for in fanfic: gay

who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Trucy/Pearl is pretty good! As for Bonny… I dunnooo we never saw her interact with that many characters.

my happily ever after for them: Not sure, they’re like… literal babies, so just let them be literal babies and do baby stuff for now. Going on fun dates and doing magic shows together. ;>

who is the big spoon/little spoon: Trucy is the big spoon mmmmmaybe?

what is their favorite non-sexual activity: Preparing for magic shows and learning new tricks, honestly! They’re both super into it!

Junpei/Carlos/Akane:

when I started shipping it if I did: Shortly after finishing ZTD last year!

my thoughts: These three made such a perfect team in ZTD, I doubt I would have liked Carlos nearly as much if he had been teamed up with anybody else!

what makes me happy about them: Their awesome dynamic, I loved all their interactions in ZTD ahaha

what makes me sad about them: Not canon :(

things done in fanfic that annoys me: Still haven’t read any fanfic

things I look for in fanfic: stuff

who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Junpei and Akane work well as a couple too, but other than that I don’t know really! Akane/Sigma is also pretty good tho.

my happily ever after for them: Happy peaceful domestic life without awful life-or-death games

who is the big spoon/little spoon: Carlos is the big spoon usually, Junpei is always the little spoon, Akane can be anything she wants and no one objects

what is their favorite non-sexual activity: Teaching Akane how to solve sudokus… B’) It’s a good skill to have you know!

December/Iiri:

when I started shipping it if I did: I can’t remember anymore ahah. Way back when December was introduced? ;0

my thoughts: They’re so good for what they are, I think having a slowly developing, light-hearted ship like this really balances out all the more… dramatic ones, haha

what makes me happy about them: They’re just two ordinary sweethearts living their ordinary lives and being happy most of the time. It would be boring in any other universe but works so well for these two! : v ;

what makes me sad about them: Nothing really!

things done in fanfic that annoys me: pls show me some hot Berry/Iiri fanfic

things I look for in fanfic: gay

who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: No one! >:( … I just don’t know any other PKMNation characters that well ahahha.

my happily ever after for them: Just being happy and raising a million Vulpixes and Lillipups and Eevees etc

who is the big spoon/little spoon: Wow I’m not sure actually! Either of them would work as either, tbh, but maybe Iiri likes being the big spoon hahah

what is their favorite non-sexual activity: Skipping farm work to do something way more fun!

Prax/Arlee (hhhgh why are u doing this to me u know I’m weak):

when I started shipping it if I did: I’M NOT SHIPPING THEM I PROMISE

my thoughts: Too early to say anything definitive but I’m seriously liking their interactions so far! Just two dragons with TONS of baggage, sheesh. Poor kids. I also want them to FIGHT someday

what makes me happy about them: The fact that Arlee could probably lift Prax and carry him around like no problem and I fucking love that mental image bc Arlee is such a tiny

what makes me sad about them: I mean I could list a lot of things that make me sad about each of them individually, but as an item? I don’t know at the moment? Maybe the fact that they could work really well together but they’re both so good at emotionally distancing themselves from others that it’d take them five hundred years to realize it

things done in fanfic that annoys me: omg I would love to read some fanfic of these two actually

things I look for in fanfic: things ;)

who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Again, not too many characters to choose from right now! I think I had a dream involving Tová/Arlee so I guess that could be good? but I dunno.

my happily ever after for them: Just let them rest please, they’ve been through so much……. damn imagine how cute their kids would be though NO, I’M NOT GOING THERE

who is the big spoon/little spoon: Arlee sucks at being the big spoon but she tries! Usually it’s Prax tho

what is their favorite non-sexual activity: Napping bc Arlee needs lots of sleep and Prax just rolls with it

002

Prax:

how I feel about this character: I really like him so far, but I want to know more about him and his past! I want to know what made my sad boy so sad (well I do know some things but not everything)

all the people I ship romantically with this character: no no no don’t ask me about this

my non-romantic OTP for this character: Arlee for sure!

my unpopular opinion about this character: I doubt I have any. :D

one thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: I can’t wait for the ghosts of his past to show up! B) He also needs to fuckign punch Juni in the face or something bc come on, she tried to kill you, man! Oh and like I said he should FIGHT ARLEE TOO honestly just have him fight everyone and be angry (and cry too) … okay no, he should never ever fight Olivia. No one should.

my OTP: None yet, really! Why are there so many shippy questions!

my cross over ship: Eh I’m not a huge fan of crossovers, especially with OCs

a headcanon fact: I’m… not sure if I have anything for him yet? :’0

Harry Mason a.k.a. my husband:

how I feel about this character: I’d marry him right here and right now if he appeared on my doorstep

all the people I ship romantically with this character: Me

my non-romantic OTP for this character: Lisa :’0

my unpopular opinion about this character: SHSM Harry is the fucking best

one thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: He could’ve, like, you know, lived. I would’ve really liked that.

my OTP: Harry x me

my cross over ship: Harry x me

a headcanon fact: He actually has glasses in SH1 too but he either lost them or wore contacts when in Silent Hill ;( I love Harry with glasses!

Tová a.k.a. my wife:

how I feel about this character: Tová has such a lovely design and even though I don’t really know much about her actual personality yet, I’m absolutely in love with her. * o * And feel so bad for her too! Way too much suffering for a babe like her hhhhh

all the people I ship romantically with this character: Me Like I said, Arlee is pretty cool but other than that I don’t know. Would need to know more about her to make my call ;0

my non-romantic OTP for this character: Tová/Thaolas were probably really nice when they were younger ;( Also Tová/Arlee again, I think I prefer them this way even if my dreams tell me otherwise

my unpopular opinion about this character: Hard to have unpopular opinions about OCs haha

one thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: GIVE HER A CHANCE AT HAPPINESS AT LONG LAST!! ANd also give her glasses please, she needs to see

my OTP: I still don’t know! ;’(

my cross over ship: –

a headcanon fact: Since I don’t know much about how she used to be before she was uh, imprisoned, I think most of my guesses about her personality are headcanons at this point? :D All things considered, I’ve seen her as altruistic, well-meaning and maybe rather weak-willed so far? But seriously, no matter how her personality turns out, I’m sure I’ll love her so much hhnhg

Luna a.k.a. (also) my wife:

how I feel about this character: I would die for her pretty much, absolutely the loveliest character ever who isn’t one of our OCs haha

all the people I ship romantically with this character: Clover! Sigma too! :’0 Alice/Luna is very cute also. There are so many good Luna ships!

my non-romantic OTP for this character: Sigma/Luna again! I think this is how they work best, really.

my unpopular opinion about this character: She’s the best ZE character ever? I dunno, is that an unpopular opinion? Maybe not.

one thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: HAPPY ENDING & FREEDOM

my OTP: Luna/Clover! ;0

my cross over ship: Luna x me

a headcanon fact: She thinks it is normal to pay almost 2000 dollars for a dress at a flea market. :—D Oh wait, that is canon, kinda.

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I think you meant like… picking five faves out of all my OCs instead of ranking them ALL, right?? :–D

I couldn’t decide how to actually rank these five so they’re in alphabetical order! Honestly though, my top five is highly influenced by which universe is currently the most inspiring to me… so yeah, if you sent me this ask again next year, my answer could be drastically different! ;0 Either way, let’s go:

Arlee

Juni

Liese

Valeria

Viira

I was a bit hesitant to put both Arlee and Juni up there because even though they’re my current loves, I’m not sure if they’re actually top five material? But for now yes, they are, and they totally could be in the future as well! Arlee has gotten a ton of backstory within the past couple of months and is such a good character now (and very different from what she was supposed to be!), while Juni is still the best thought-out of these two and has a very special place in my heart always.

Liese was a no-brainer, she’s one of my all-time faves for sure. I’m surprised her sis Valeria ended up in my top five too, but eh, maybe that one RP marathon boosted my love for her. ;> Gotta love them Finkels.

I knew from the get-go that one of my PU characters would take one of these spots, and I wasn’t 100% certain if it should be Viira or Charlotte. I definitely RPd as Lotte a lot, lot more, but by the end of the day, when I look at Viira’s story arc as a whole, I couldn’t not go with her. She just breaks my heart. ; O ;

Honorable mentions yo! Also in alphabetical order:

Charlotte, Dahlia, Diana, Iiri, Sinna, Vance, Verna, Viika

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