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[forever-eternal]

Physical Headcanons of Dragon Slayers

Dragon Slayer Magic, and slayer magic in general, changes the User’s physiology in ways other magic types do not– though the element they correspond with does play a major factor in what changes occur, there are some that affect all Dragon Slayers: (Hiro and Tsuki are OC’s who only sort of exist in the same universe, but are both Dragon Slayers)

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All Dragon Slayers have enhanced senses, more so than their God and Devil Slayer counterparts– where only one or two of their senses are heightened

Their senses are nearly triple that of a normal humans, and often leads to sensory overloads (Hiro and Erik having stronger hearing than most dragon slayers, Erik due to the nature of his magic- able to hear thoughts and movements of the body- and Hiro due to her magic and a genetic defect- able to hear all the way to Fiore’s farthest border with her mufflers turned up to 10 [10 is the strongest setting on mufflers, allowing the most sound to come through, but still blocking most of it]. Without her mufflers, she can hear all of Ishgar)

Their sense of taste is also increased. To protect their nervous system and body from damage caused by certain flavors, dragon slayers have a thicker, viscous saliva that covers their mouth as a shield, which ends up blocking a lot of flavor

This means they can eat the hottest peppers in Fiore with little fanfare, fire dragons in particular are prone to such snacking habits.

It also means their food will have more spices than most humans can handle because they want to taste it

Their magic forms a thin barrier around their vital organs, though the actual purpose is unknown, it is believed that it’s to guard against internal attacks – poison, illness, etc.

The thickness of the barrier depends on age and element, with Wendy having thicker barriers than someone like Erik (who is immune to toxins), but not as thick as Gajeels.

Natsu and Tsuki’s magic burns through toxins, though Natsu is still vulnerable to a few. Tsuki’s internal temperature, being a White Fire Dragon Slayer, is far too high for normal toxins.

This means that, if Tsuki gets sick, the bacteria has evolved to survive her body temperature long enough to effect her. She will be under quarantine, as some bacteria would die with the body temp lower than they evolved to handle, while others will spread even further.

Dragon Slayers are able to roar, though their age, gender, and element do play a part in what it sounds like:

Tsuki and Natsu’s pitch shifts and changes with their mood, but it’s always extremely loud

Tsuki’s is, by far, the loudest naturally– she’s had plenty practice– and it often causes the ground to shake (There have been a few fallen buildings as a result, she doesn’t roar often)

Tsuki sounds most like a dragon, as she’s the only one who really remembers being taught how to roar like a dragon and not a slayer. Hiro would have been similar if she were old enough to learn it.

Wendy and Hiro are able to twist their vocal cords to create such a high pitch, that it can’t be heard–but still bursts eardrums

Due to their age, they have to force louder volumes, and usually need several minutes to let their voices rest afterwards

Hiro’s is more draconic simply because of the nature of Storm Dragon Slayers.

Laxus’ is loud, and incredibly deep, sounding like ongoing thunder with an echoing higher pitch– and is the second naturally loudest overall

Hiro, due to being a storm dragon slayer, also has a bit of this effect– like rolling thunder and lighting aftershocks. It’s a lot quieter than Laxus’.

Gajeel’s sounds like grating, creaking metal; it’s very deep, and has a medium volume- though it does cause slight vibrations in a thirty meter radius

Sting and Rogue have a medium volume, and no one really knows what their actual roar sounds like

They mimic each other and others, like light reflections and shadows

Erik doesn’t really roar, it’s more of a loud, ominous hissing sound

The sound causes a primal sort of fear in all who hear it, though dragon slayers are more immune than average humans. It does not affect Tsuki, who was raised and trained around many slayers, and Hiro, who lives to spite her body and instincts

Dragon Slayers also purr, much like cats do, though the same factors apply

Tsuki purrs the second most, and does it especially when around those she considers hers

Her’s in specific has a soothing, and calming effect. It tells you everything will be alright, and that she’ll take care of it. It comes with being the oldest and most intune with her instincts

Natus also purrs quite a bit, usually while eating or sleeping

Since he’s still young, it’s more of the effect of a kitten on Tsuki, though non-dragon slayers don’t really notice the difference

Wendy and Hiro purr like it’s second nature, though Wendy only really does so to calm Hiro. Hiro purrs the most out of all of them

They are very noticeably kitten purrs, giving the urge to protect and nurture to the older dragon slayers that hear it

Laxus has deep rumbling purrs, and he doesn’t purr often

So far, Tsuki, Erik, Wendy, Hiro, and his kids are the only ones who have ever heard him purr

Though, it’s more like they feel him purr

Gajeel also has deep purrs, though rather quiet

Again, it’s more of something you feel than hear, his entire body shakes with the force

This is all according to Tsuki and Hiro, though some believe Wendy and Levy have heard them– neither will reveal anything

Sting and Rogue are much like Natsu, though they have more control over it– due to the trauma inflicted by Jiemma

With Tsuki, Laxus, and Erik, they are near constantly purring

They do purr around Hiro as well, its almost infectious

Erik is more similar to a snake than a cat, and his draconic sounds reflect that! So, while he doesn’t exactly purr, he also kind of does.

It sounds more like a quiet, content hissing though, but is described as more of a churr

Purrs are very infectious, if one purrs, they all purr, even if they’re doing so for different reasons

Stick em in a room with Tsuki and/or Hiro purring, and soon they’ll all be doing it without realizing

It’s a form of nonverbal communication for dragons, usually meaning happiness or contentedness

Dragon slayers have sharp claws, though their length depends entirely on the individual slayer

Some keep them filed down as not to accidentally scratch anything, but it does cause a strange, burning-itch in their fingers

The claws grow faster than an average human’s nails

Tsuki doesn’t cut hers beyond a certain point, cutting them down to the same length of the average nail is what causes the itching, almost like declawing a cat, very uncomfortable and not the usual

Natsu and Hiro don’t cut theirs down either, and it’s up to Tsuki to make sure they actually take care of them– though Hiro is generally very good at keeping them short enough to be able to do things, but long enough to defend herself if she can’t access magic

Gajeel also keeps his a certain length, and so does Erik, but Gajeel does it for max Bad Boy Effect and Erik does it because the tips can excrete poison if he wants them too, and if he cuts them too close it gets into his bloodstream and it’s really annoying

Laxus keeps his claws short because long nails make him uncomfortable, and the electricity in his body already causes itchiness. What's a little bit more?

Wendy keeps her short, but not super short, and also files them into more a square shape

Wendy likes to paint all their nails and once she and Hiro use the Puppy Eyes, no one can decline, it’s against the law

All kinds of Slayers have two magical cores, where their magic energy is stored, while other Wizards only have one.

No one knows entirely why, but it is believed that the first Slayers evolved the second core to manage their magic easier, as it is a very volatile magic genre

Dragon Slayers are hypoglycemic, mostly because of the volatile nature of their magic eating up at any sort of energy their body has– including their blood sugars.

Tsuki is the only one who is aware of this, but thinks the others are aware even if they’re not.

They know their body feels weird and they get tired, and that Tsuki makes sure they all eat after every fight and will shove food in their mouth whenever they feel that Weird Discomfort in their bones, but they don’t know why and don’t really care. That’s it.

It’s very annoying to deal with

They suck at taking care of themselves, all in different ways and all for different reasons.

[ryuzakemo128]

Call of Duty Headcanons

Summary: Ivanova Twin headcanons. For some sweet new future things with these two. These are based on their background. More coming in the future.

Content Warning: Dark themes. Mature Themes. Trauma. Violence.

Potential triggers: Violence, themes of war, trauma, and implied child neglect/abuse (due to the mention of a turbulent household).

If any of those things bother you. I suggest you click off this as soon as possible. Only you, and you alone, are responsible for the intake of media, with that being said. I hope you enjoy.

Masterlist / dividers / Credit (Dividers)

[Part One] [Part Two] [Part 3]

One) Oksana Ivanova, born in Saint Petersburg, Russia. She has an identical twin named Katya Ivanova. Despite their incredibly, possibly unsettlingly identical appearance, they could not be any more different from each other in terms of their personality.

Two) Oksana’s personality is far more unsettling in terms of her  perceived cold, calculating demeanour. She is known for her ruthless efficiency and an almost eerie calmness under pressure. Her eyes, often described as icy blue, seem to pierce through anyone who dares to challenge her. Oksana is a master strategist, always thinking several steps ahead, and she has a reputation for being utterly relentless in achieving her goals. However, this is brought on because she is the older twin by five minutes, and she felt entirely responsible for her siblings after their home life fell apart.

In contrast, Katya is a warm, compassionate individual and approachable, with a natural ability to connect with people. She is empathetic and often serves as the moral compass for those around her. Katya’s kindness and compassion make her a beloved figure among her peers, and she is often the one to mediate conflicts and offer support.

Three) This sense of responsibility has shaped Oksana into the formidable figure she is today. Her upbringing in a turbulent household forced her to develop a tough exterior and a sharp mind, traits that have served her well in her military career. Oksana’s dedication to her mission and her team is unwavering, and she often puts the needs of others before her own, even if it means making difficult decisions.

Four) Katya, on the other hand, took on the role of the nurturer in their fractured family. She became the emotional anchor for her siblings, always offering a shoulder to cry on and a listening ear. Katya’s warmth and empathy have made her an invaluable asset in her own right, as she excels in roles that require diplomacy and human connection. Her ability to understand and relate to others often helps her defuse tense situations and build strong alliances.

Five) Despite their contrasting personalities, Oksana and Katya share a deep, unbreakable bond. They have an unspoken understanding and an innate ability to communicate without words. This connection allows them to work seamlessly together, each complementing the other’s strengths and compensating for their weaknesses. Their unique dynamic makes them a powerful force, both on and off the battlefield.

Six) Oksana with her ten years of Spetsnaz as a sniper and dealing with anti-material sniper rifles, training in Russian martial arts of Systema and Sambo, training in close-quarters combat and her extensive experience in high-stakes operations. A force of nature, stewed within a familial background that would have suggested the opposite about her nature.

Oksana's ability to remain calm under pressure and make split-second decisions is unparalleled, unsettling and terrifying to her enemies. A master of disguise, able to blend and adapt to different environments seamlessly. Her observation skills make her an expert information gatherer. Oksana's ruthlessness is often mistaken for cruelty, but it's actually a cold, calculated strategy designed to achieve maximum efficiency.

Seven) Katya, while not as combat focused as her sister, has her own set of impressive skills. She has trained in various forms of self-defence and is proficient in close-quarters combat. Katya’s true strength, however, lies in her ability to read people and situations. Her background in psychology and negotiation has made her an expert in conflict resolution and intelligence gathering. Katya’s empathetic nature allows her to build trust quickly, making her an effective interrogator and diplomat.

Eight) Together, Oksana and Katya form a dynamic duo that is both feared and respected by their allies and enemies alike. Their complementary skill sets and deep bond enable them to tackle missions that others would deem impossible. Whether it’s a high-stakes infiltration or a delicate negotiation, the Ivanova twins are always up to the challenge, relying on their unique strengths and unbreakable connection to see them through.

[darkwitch1999]

Ronan Odeja OC Headcanons

Ronan Odeja

Age: 40s

Ronan is the father of Michael, Noelle, and Anais Odeja.

He has been happily married to Alyssa Odeja for over 20 years.

Ronan is a photographer who owns his own photography studio. He is well known in his profession for taking pictures that reflect "absolute perfection" by revealing the truth behind each photograph.

In other words, Ronan has a talent for telling whether a picture reflects genuine emotion or fake.

He has spent his lifetime taking pictures of perfect happy families. Ironic given that his own family is nowhere near happy.

Ronan does photography work for Gabriel from time to time. He's taken every family portrait of the Agreste family since Adrian was born.

Ronan is a kinder, more loving parent who loves all his children unconditionally.

Unlike his daughter, Noelle, who has no problem with blood and gore, Ronan cannot even endure talking about such graphic details let alone the sight without becoming nauseated. He still tries to support his daughter's interests by asking her about them even if he ends up feeling sick to his stomach.

Has an amazing singing voice. He always sang lullabies to his children when they were younger and still sings to them whenever they are sad or having night terrors.

A combination of stimuli such as flashing lights and loud noises causes Ronan to have panic attacks.

Ronan is old friends with Gabriel Agreste (Gabi Grassette), André Bourgeois (Anaximandre Bourgeois), Harry Clown, and Emilie Agreste.

During his freshman year at university, he met Alyssa at a party, and they both had a drunken hook-up, which resulted in Alyssa getting pregnant with Michael.

Not wanting to abandon his child, Ronan thought that the "honorable" or "right" thing to do was to marry Alyssa, a decision that his friends were strongly against (they had only met her once at that point and they could already tell she was a huge bitch).

They tried to convince him to not go through with it and to think about if marrying Alyssa was what he truly wanted. Gabriel, of all people, even made a big speech about how Ronan should marry for love and not out of obligation.

Despite Gabriel's speech speaking volumes, Ronan had already made up his mind to go through with it, even if he would end up regretting his decision for the rest of his life, he wanted to give his child a chance at a normal childhood.

Despite being in a loveless marriage, Ronan did everything he could to make their lives "comfortable" for them, even if it meant having to put up with his wife constantly berating him.

Tensions began to rise higher in their marriage when their son, Michael, came out as a boy. Ronan was supportive of his son's gender identity, but Alyssa was beyond pissed.

He paid for Michael's hormone therapy and had his name legally changed.

Took Michael to have gender-reassignment surgery at the age of 18 behind Alyssa's back. This act led to a MAJOR fight between the married couple, resulting in Alyssa nearly blinding Ronan with a glass vase that she threw close to his eye and kicking Michael out of the house.

Ronan continues to support Michael and help him through his struggles with depression and pill and alcohol abuse.

Had an affair with a family friend on Anais's last birthday, who also happened to be the widowed father of one of Anais's friends. Noelle witnessed the affair and called for her mother without even thinking first due to the shock.

Their marriage became unbearably worse after that day. Alyssa brings up the affair at every chance she is given and torments and berates Ronan even worse than before.

The affair is still ongoing; they just think that they are doing a good job at keeping it hidden.

The word about Ronan's affair had gotten around at Noelle's old school, which led to the bullying that she was already dealing with becoming worse. This also led to the decision for Noelle to transfer to Dupont.

While Ronan likes Noelle's new friends, the only friend that he doesn't completely trust Lila Rossi. In his words, "There's just something not right about that picture".

Despite his miserable and depressing home life, Ronan has yet to become akumatized. Hawk Moth/Shadow Moth/Monarch is lying in wait for the moment that Ronan reaches his "breaking point" and is at his lowest.

@princessbutterflysposts

[cerine0357]

*kicks the door*

So..I love the idea of a insecure!gn! S/O actually say that they are beautiful!

You can choose any oc! I do not mind! Feel free to delete this!

OC: Shimizu family, the MorningStar court, Elentia Acurion:-

. Oshinyu & Soweong Shimizu, Diavolo & Raemous, Drazoron & Rikurou X Reader

❃ Summary: You had been insecure and when you finally realized you were beautiful, you were alone in your room...or were you?

❃ Fluff, tinge of angst? || Established Relationship || Warnings: || Normal versions of OC

❃ Author's note: Thank you Achy for requesting again!! I love this idea!! I hope I was able to give it justice!! I'm dumb and don't know how to write scenarios...Kill me....

....The borned beauty

As you rubbed the lotion on yourself, you stared at your face in the mirror in front of you..You always found yourself to not be the most attractive around..and it wasn't your fault...most people though that..but why?? Why did you care about what they though if you liked the way you looked and the things that pique your interests?

You didn't have to care what they thought....you didn't have to stay in those things...these thoughts have been roaming your head for while now..but why? Because thy were true? I mean...you couldn't deny it..in your eyes...you did look slightly gorgeous...Maybe it was the way you had been doing good these days, maybe the way your hair looked, maybe the way you though you looked good...

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You mumbled...you may have thought you were alone...but no...

Oshinyu Shimizu

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You mumbled...you may have thought you were alone...but no...

"..Yeah...You look gorgeous dear..." her voice said.

You didn't notice Oshinyu walking out of the bathroom form her shower, rubbing her wet hair...she smiled sweetly as she nodded her head agreeing to what you said, you were thought surprised by her appearance giggled a bit. Of-course she would agree....she always thought you were gorgeous...

You walked up and hugged her tightly, hugging her waist...feeling better than ever..as you felt equal to her. She was such a gorgeous girl, one of the daughters of the Shimizu family. She had many suitors and you won her above ALL OF THEM! She felt extremely proud of your for doing that..You were definitely equal and perfect to her...

And you will learn that..though slowly..but surely..

Soweong Shimizu

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You mumbled as you smiled beautifully..you smiled seemed prettier today..

You turned on her heel, finally done and you shut the door with her foot as you started to walk but again pulled back into a tight embrace.

"....Yeah...My love is beautiful...more prettier than anyone else.." His silky voice spoke in your ear as he kissed the shell of your ear, hugging you tightly to his larger frame..

"You mean Coco??" you ask grinning at the kitten slipping on his hoodie's shoulder pocket, that he personally stitched on for the brown kitten, who was napping peacefully in it..

Soweong playfully rolled his eyes and grinned, before pulling you in a kiss and kissing your lips and cheek, "..Nope...I mean you..You're right...you're beautiful...And I hope you see that soon...it will take time and I'm here for that..."

Diavolo

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You muttered as you sat in the vanity chair, you looked away from your reflection and pulled out the drawer to look for a certain necklace you always wore, it would be the perfect last finishing touch!

When your eyes were suddenly closed by a rather large yet soft pair of hands, "Herverlia??" you called out, touching the person's rather large hands, but you were proven wrong as this person's fingers did not have rings...

"..You're always wrong about this..but I'm happy you finally agree with me, you're gorgeous...Keep that in your mind..It may take time, but keep it in your mind Love.." You heard Diavolo's raspy and deep voice say as he removed his hands from your eyes, to give you the view of the vanity mirror where he was standing behind you..

his hair cut slightly shorter now as she grinned at you, his black sclera eyes focused on your face...as his hands clasped the necklace you were looking for...finally you were ready..

He leaned down and kissed you.. before offering a hand to you, looking at you through the mirror, "..Shall we, my dear? Lucifer will whine like a child if we're late~" he says offering a hand with a charming smile on his lips...You smiled and turned around to actually look at him, as you placed your hand in his..

"Yeah..."

Raemous

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You mumbled when you were suddenly pulled by an invisible rope and flipped upside down..luckily, you wore a hoodie and sweatpants..and you held the hoodie with your hands to stay down..or rather up in this situation??

"..Yeah, you're really hot bright-eyes~" Raemous grinned with his tongue between his lips...you sighed at his stupid nickname which seemed to make you smile for no reason..

Raemous only grinned and slightly bounced while you were upside down before giggling like a little child and kissing all over your face.. "Awwwhhh, my cute muffin, you're literally the creature of my dreams!!!" He said clinging to upside down face as he kissed it,

"..We should do the spiderman kiss from the royal palace's highest tower!! We'll literally be most people's bi panic couple!"

He said as he continued to ramble about whatever he thought..and it was getting slightly annoying, so you did the best thing to shut him up, you pulled him into a kiss and soon pulled away to finally enjoy some peace.

"..Woah brighteyes! The moment you discover you're gorgeous and amazing and hot, you become more dom...devil..Wow...sheesh...step on me!"

Oh dear...it will be another big day with handling a Raemous...

Rikurou Takahashi

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You muttered as you sat on the bed.. you smiled to yourself, and turned around hoping to find a empty only to find Rikurou...he seemed a bit out o it, maybe work was hard?

You smiled and crawled over to him and kissed his lips, and stroked his cheek with your knuckles, about to ask him about his day but he beat you by speaking first, "..You're right..." your hands stopped stroking his face and stayed around his face,

"...Huh?"

"..You're right about being beautiful..."

"..Oh..you heard me??"

"..Yeah..don't be bad...you're right...you're ethereal...and an angel in my eyes...I don't want you to ever feel any other way.." he mumbled as he snuggled his face against your hands, kissing them often as he looked up at you with love-filled eyes like you were a deity...

Wow..he knew how to make you feel better than you already...

Drazoron Huernew

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You mumbled out as you heard Drazoron hum in agreement, you turn around surprised he'd agree...not like he wouldn't, he loved you, he wasn't an asshole...not to you at-least, but it still surprised you that you moved form the friend-zone area into his heart like a little worm in a apple.....

"..Wow..you agree,?! That's surprising~" this made him smile as he looked up at you from his cup of blue-jade tea...he grinned as he nodded,

"..Yeah, you look beautiful, as always..you always look beautiful than those losers, we call our classmates-", "DRAZORON!"

he grinned as he took another sip of the tea, making you sigh cause of-course Drazoron would say something like that///he loved his classmates, but he won't ever admit that...maybe you can be selfish and agree with him this one time, cause hey! Who wouldn't want to be loved by Drazoron???

© All three characters belong to me, Lxdymoon, Aurelia, Moon, Cerine. Reblogging is appreciated, but plagiarizing or copying my works is forbidden, thank you for ready and if you like this check out my blog!

@macrylys @histxricaldrama @nyrwve @dxmoness @bertry3 @lombxrdi @achy-boo @honeyandbiscuitandtea-cafe love you all!!!

[parvulous-writings]

I have several questions about your BG3 ocs again! I'm still curious!

What are Renton Hillmane, Thornbrooke, Markus Bluebrook, and Ilvon Leafgrace's sexualities/sexual presences?

How are their families & friends like?

Romantic partners if they had any or are any of them dating anyone?

Fears/Phobias?

Best traits?

Worst traits?

Secrets whether it's something they would never admit or only if they truly trust someone enough to tell?

Would you accept x gn reader requests for your ocs that I asked about? Only if you don't mind of course! Thanks! - Fluff anon

Notes: Anon.. I would Love to write requests for these characters! I've always wanted to write for my ocs, but I'm often nervous to - the only person I know (besides now yourself) who enjoys these is my best friend!! So I only have limited pictures of these characters, so I'll save them for if/when there are full oneshots! Thank you to @rey-is-not-a-skywalker for some help with some parts (both whilst writing this, and in the past!) My requests are currently open, though limited! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!  Original character list - please request for these too!

Renton

Renton is bisexual - when he left the family farm at the start of his adventure he identified as straight, but after travelling with the companions after the Nautiloid, he discovers that he is in fact bisexual.

He comes from a family of two; himself, and his father - if you don't count the abundance of animals on the farm. His mother died when he was very, very young. Renton and his father are very close, and his father (Acton) is the one who encouraged Renton to seek out adventure in the wider world, so that he could be sure in the decision to stay on the Hillmane farm.

Canonically, Renton is in a relationship with Gale, and this is his first relationship (and also his queer awakening).

Renton is scared of most monsters; so the beginning of the adventure is quite difficult for him, as he often gets frozen in fear. This also, unfortunately, extends to Astarion. This poor man is absolutely terrified of Astarion when he finds out he's a vampire. The first time he sees a Beholder he is screeching like nothing on earth. He also doesn't like balloons (including hot air balloons.)

His best trait, without a doubt, is his optimism - one of the few ways that his naivety serves him well. No matter what he's faced with, he always manages to find a way to think on the bright side, no matter how bleak the situation is. His worst trait is probably his stubbornness; back home, there was no problem that couldn't be solved with a bit of elbow grease, and it takes a long time to try and get over that idea when he's travelling.

He sometimes serenades himself in the mirror when he's feeling or looking good. They also will put on mini shows for themselves as if they're at a concert - he does an amazing rendition of Song of Balduran when he learns it.

Micheal

Micheal is pansexual; the gender of his partner is of little relevance to him, what matters more is the connection he has with them. He's had quite a few flings in the past whilst on the road, but he feels little shame about it, he's very comfortable in himself.

Micheal comes from a large immediate family - and also views a lot of his close neighbours as family too! He has his mother and father, and his three younger brothers, all of whom he loved very much (despite the youngest of those three brothers being only a baby when he left.) His mother and father are both half-elves, so he and his brothers are as well.

Canonically, Micheal courts Shadowheart, finding himself most drawn to her out of all the companions he travels with; this being said, however, his partners have been of all classes, creeds and races, there's not really any pattern - he just wants someone he can bond with and feel close to.

Micheal's biggest fears are being forgotten by his family, and becoming like those he has sworn to take down - the men who take things too far, kill too often. He's often grappling with the line between man, and monster - and whether he's crossed that line, despite fighting for the good of the world.

His best trait is his loyalty; it's not that he's loyal to a fault, but he's loyal until he knows that there is reason not to be. He looks for the good in people, and tries to bring it out of them as well. His worst trait is probably the fact that he pushes himself far too much; he puts others before him so much that he doesn't always take care of himself properly. He also has a temper - which although he is difficult to anger, can get out of hand if he does lose his cool.

His biggest secret probably is the fact that his family were once slaves; he himself was never one, but whilst it is a point of pride to be a freeman, in his father's eyes, Micheal rarely ever talks about it, unless he's deciding to be more open with someone that he really trusts.

Markus

Markus has a slight preference for men when it comes to his love life, but wouldn't refuse someone if he felt a connection with someone else. He doesn't exactly use labels, letting his heart wander wherever it desires.

Markus' family is long gone, and he refuses to speak on them. When pushed, he'll reply with; "Silvanus is my father, and nature is my mother. Speak no more of this to me - you know me, and I believe that is all that matters." He is, of course, close friends with Ilvon as well, who acts like a quasi-big brother to him. He was also the 'ward' of Laenna (as previously mentioned) up until their separation.

Markus doesn't have a current romantic partner - and in fairness, he's still very sour and struggling to sift through his own emotions in regards to the shadow curse. Much like Halsin, he'll probably search for a partner after the curse has been lifted.

Markus' biggest fear is being unable to see his home in it's former glory - free of the Shadow curse, and thriving in harmony with nature. It's a plague of a thought, but it's never far from his mind.

His best trait is probably his ability to lead; he's headstrong and confident, which helps him to corrale Harpers, Druids, and others alike when it comes to eventually storming Moonrise Towers. His worst trait is without a doubt his temper; it's unruly and he struggles to keep it under control.

(If the shadowcurse is lifted) He keeps Laenna's shadow-vestige in a small, protective case, labelled with a plaque that reads "The night is darkest before the dawn. May the Morninglord give us strength to see it through." In remembrance of her, and her duty to Lathander.

Ilvon

Ilvon is a man who puts emotional connection above physical appearance when it comes to his relationships; he also, like Markus, doesn't really use labels. He's very free when it comes to love and relationships.

Ilvon left his family to pursue the life of a druid, and hasn't had much contact with them since. He still sends letters to his family, but doesn't receive any replies. He doesn't mind, though, he accepts that his desertion of his family may weigh heavily on them.

Ilvon also doesn't have any romantic partners at the current time; he hasn't managed to form that connection with anyone at Last Light; but he has had a few relationships in the past, which varied in length and partner. He typically gravitates to more open minded people than anyone else, since they seem to accept him and his lifestyle more than most others.

Ilvon is scared of the dark. If there's minimal light he can just about manage, but if there's no light then he's hit with a paralysing fear that makes his chest feel very tight - he's also afraid of heights. He can kind of get over it by not looking down, though!

His best trait is his patience - he has an abundance of it! He's the perfect mentor for unruly children in this regard, always making sure to treat them with kindness, no matter what they through his way. It also gives him the ability to sit for long periods of time - such as whilst hunting or waiting to attack an enemy. His worst trait is probably the fact that he doesn't always know how to assert himself in certain situations. He focuses a lot on being kind, and sometimes accepts workloads that over-burden him, when he should have just said no, but couldn't bring himself to.

He doodles little pictures of his friends, or animals, from time to time - though if caught or asked about it, he will utterly deny it. He's self-conscious of his artwork and mostly only does it to keep himself occupied, and entertain himself.

[rlms6anddanie]

Take some wild guesses on what kind of ppl my OCS are

[astroisonline]

I shouldve posted some of these actually ermm

[yuutryingtowrite]

Yandere!Maid who looks at the castle in front of him, then the flier in his hands, then the castle again. Unless there was a typo in the address, the job interview should be here. He hesitantly uses the bat shaped door knocker and waits...This place looks so creepy and ominous, was this a prank ? Was it to scare him? Seriously? Sigh…He has had enough of being treated like a fool. As he continues his descent into frustration, bitterness and self-pity, he doesn’t hear the door opening. Nor does he see the butler standing at the entrance until he hears a: “Sorry for the wait, my kind sir. Are you here for the housekeeper position?”.

Yandere!Maid who thinks the butler is telling him a load of bullshit. According to him, the owner of this place is a vampire in search of additional staff members. He resists the urge to scoff. Whatever, if the “mistress” wants to take part in some weird role-play, then so be it as long as he would get paid. The same guy tells him to “please take a seat” in the living room and that “mistress will come and attend to you in a moment”. Soon after his departure, the air shifts. Black particles float around until it materializes something, or rather someone. The poor boy's shock and confusion quickly turn into enchantment. Fuck, you are totally his type. This is bad, he can feel his face burning. “Shall we go to my office?”, you ask with a smile.

Yandere!Maid who hates you. Who hates the fact that your personality matches your looks. Who hates how much control you have over him. The other day, your...pet sneezed on him, so he needed another uniform. “It seems that I only have a female one left ”, you told him. “There is no way in hell I am wearing that”, he sneered. “But wouldn’t you look cute in it? Besides, it is either that or cleaning with your normal clothes on until your new uniform arrives here-” “Alright, shut up, just give me that”, he abruptly took the offending dress from your hands and went to change. Since that conversation, his work attire has fully transitioned to said maid outfit. Maybe he becomes a bit too proud of himself whenever he catches you staring at him. And maybe, just maybe he wants to give you a nice view by bending down and taking his time “to clean the table” whenever he knows you are behind him. He will never admit that though.

Yandere!Maid who, one day, demands asks you about your eating habits. As soon as you answer, something regarding animal blood, he turns oddly quiet. You are about to ask what is wrong, but then he surprises you by climbing into your lap. You watch him get comfortable and, with trembling hands, undo the first buttons of his dress. The cherry on top is him pulling on its collar a bit to show a silver of his chest. He now avoids eye contact as he waits for you to take the lead…You are still just looking at him, so, with a blush becoming darker, he snaps at you: “A-are you stupid or something ? Do you want me to spell it out-” “I am just enjoying the view”, you respond with a teasing smile. Before he can sputter more insults, you grip his chin and tilt his head to the side, exposing his neck to your hungry gaze. “But if you insist…Thank you for the meal <3”

Yandere!Maid who has his face buried deep in his pillow while he tries to calm his flustered self down. After you finished drinking from him, he hurriedly got up and scurried to his room without so much as a word. The more he recalls the embarrassing noises he made in front of you, the more mortified he becomes. It was not his fault, it just felt really good and you even pulled him closer and tugged on his hair and-He whines and squirms in his bed as he feels his body turning hot again like that time. The action causes him to feel a sharp sting on his neck. He freezes. That is right. You marked him. You marked him. You marked him.

...

Don't drink from anyone else, ok?

[faintrustle]

He is young and naive, yet undeniably handsome

[forever-eternal]

which OC would be the first to attempt murder on another OC

Isaiah.

He is Life, he creates the Souls of everything.

But he also hates living things. He would kill for funsies, it’s all shits and giggles to him.

Keep him near Ariel, his sister— Death— who loves all life. He listens to her better :)

[ryuzakemo128]

Original Characters Headcanons Part 1

Author's Note: These are the original characters I will be using for my original writing from time to time. If you want to request headcanons for any of them feel free to do so.

Masterlist 01

Masterlist 02

[Part 2] - Coming soon

Tara

She comes from a long line of ancient witches who were hunted in the time of the Witch Trials.

Merlin is her raven familiar who can speak, and he's been with her since she was a child.

Her powers are unpredictable, often manifesting in unexpected ways.

Her powers came on her thirteenth birthday, and she almost burned down the house trying to control them.

She lives in a cottage on the outskirts of town, hidden away from prying eyes.

She has a deep love for nature and animals, which is reflected in her magical abilities.

Her favorite spell is one that allows her to communicate with animals, and she often spends her days conversing with the local wildlife.

She has a scar on her left arm from when she accidentally transformed into a hawk during a botched spell.

She's self-taught, relying on old grimoires and her own instincts to hone her craft.

She takes care of animals like geese, ducks, quails, chickens, cats, and dogs at her home.

She has a greenhouse and a garden where she grows herbs and vegetables.

She is careful not to reveal her true identity to anyone, as she knows that it could put her in danger.

Her favorite color is green, which symbolizes growth, renewal, and nature.

Her raven familiar, Merlin, is her closest confidante and advisor.

Samantha

Samantha is a witch who lives in a quaint little cottage in the woods. She inherited her powers from her grandmother, who was also a witch.

She has an affinity for potions and brews magical elixirs that she sells to local shops in the nearby town.

She has a pet rabbit named Peter Cottontail who has the unique ability to turn invisible when scared.

Her favorite time of year is autumn, when the leaves change color and the air is crisp. She loves brewing potions that capture the essence of the season.

Her cottage is adorned with candles, herbs, and crystals, creating a cozy and magical atmosphere.

She has a large collection of rare grimoires that she uses for research and reference.

Her favorite spell to perform is one that can make people laugh uncontrollably.

She spends her weekends volunteering at the local animal shelter, where she helps find homes for abandoned animals.

Amelia

A fae princess, Amelia, has a pet fox named Loki.

She also specializes in healing magic, which she uses to help her people.

Her cottage is surrounded by a lush, magical forest that is home to all manner of enchanted creatures.

She has long, flowing hair the color of sunlight on leaves, and her eyes are the shade of moss.

Amelia loves music and often plays a small harp made from enchanted wood.

Her favorite time of year is the summer solstice, when the fae realm is at its most vibrant and alive.

She is known for her gentle nature and kind heart, often going out of her way to help those in need.

Despite her royal status, she prefers simple clothing made from natural fabrics like linen and wool.

Lily

Lily is a mermaid who lives in a secluded lagoon deep within the ocean. Her cottage is made entirely of coral and seaweed, blending seamlessly into its underwater surroundings.

She has the ability to control water, which she uses to communicate with other sea creatures and navigate through the ocean.

Her long, flowing hair is the color of the deepest blue sea and cascades down her back like a waterfall.

She spends her days swimming among the schools of fish and playing with dolphins in the lagoon.

Her favorite pastime is composing hauntingly beautiful melodies on her enchanted conch shell, which echo throughout the ocean.

She has a pet seahorse named Neptune who can change colors to blend in with his surroundings.

Lily's cottage is adorned with shells, pearls, and other sea treasures she has collected over the years.

Despite her solitary life, she is content and at peace with herself, enjoying the simple beauty of the ocean and its inhabitants.

Marianna

A incredibly wealthy fae, Marianna, has an affinity for glamour and beauty. She possesses an enchanting voice that can mesmerize anyone within hearing distance. Despite her love for luxury, she is deeply concerned about the environment and often uses her influence to promote sustainable practices.

She crafts her own clothes and accessories using rare fabrics and precious gemstones, which often catch the eye of even the most experienced fashionistas. Her home is a testament to her exquisite taste, filled with priceless artwork and antiques from around the world.

Marianna is known for her philanthropic efforts, often donating large sums of money to various causes. However, she remains somewhat reclusive, preferring to avoid the spotlight and maintain her privacy. Despite this, she is deeply loved and respected by those who know her.

She lives in a large estate on the outskirts of the fae realm, surrounded by lush gardens and a stunning natural landscape. The estate is guarded by powerful magical creatures, ensuring that Marianna remains safe and secure at all times.

She has several pet cats , all of which are magical in their own right, and spends much of her free time reading or practicing her musical talents on the harp. Despite her many luxuries, Marianna remains grounded and humble, always aware of the responsibilities that come with her immense wealth and power.

She has an alchemist laboratory hidden deep within her home, where she spends countless hours experimenting with new potions and elixirs. Her knowledge of magical substances is unmatched, and she often uses her expertise to create new spells and enchantments for friends and allies.

Jasper

Jasper is a powerful and respected vampire, known for his wisdom and diplomacy. He has held numerous positions of authority within the vampire community, always striving to maintain peace and stability. He is deeply concerned about the balance between the supernatural and human worlds.

Jasper possesses an air of regal elegance, which is amplified by his ageless beauty. He is fluent in several languages and has a vast knowledge of history, politics, and culture. He is often sought after for advice by both vampires and humans alike.

Jasper is committed to promoting tolerance and understanding between the various supernatural races. He frequently hosts gatherings at his luxurious estate, where representatives from different factions can come together to discuss issues of mutual concern. Despite his age and experience, Jasper remains open-minded and adaptable, always willing to learn from others.

Jasper lives in castle along with his male lovers, all of whom are also vampires. The castle is situated on a hill overlooking a small village, and its towers and turrets are adorned with stained glass windows that cast a kaleidoscope of colors throughout the castle's interior.

Jasper is an avid collector of art and rare books, which fill the castle's numerous rooms and corridors. He has a particular fondness for ancient manuscripts and illuminated texts, which he studies extensively in his private library. Despite his passion for knowledge, Jasper is also known for his love of music and dance, often hosting extravagant balls in the castle's grand ballroom.

Jasper is a talented musician himself, playing the violin with a virtuosity that rivals even the most accomplished human performers. He also has a secret garden on the castle grounds, where he spends hours lost in thought or composing new melodies. Despite his many responsibilities, Jasper remains dedicated to the pursuit of beauty and creativity, both in his own life and in the world around him.

Ember

Ember is a vampire from Italy, known for her beauty and charm. She's been living for centuries, and her life is filled with intrigue and danger. Despite her immortality, she's haunted by memories of her human life and the love she lost.

Ember was a nurse, caring for the sick and injured during World War II. She met a handsome soldier named Lorenzo, who captured her heart. They fell deeply in love, but their happiness was short-lived. Lorenzo was killed in action, and Ember's grief turned her into a vampire.

Now, Ember wanders the world, searching for meaning in her immortal existence. She avoids other vampires, preferring the company of humans whom she can control without resorting to violence. Ember's beauty and allure make it easy for her to blend in with society, but she remains an outsider, always looking in.

She became a chef for humans in the late 1980s, opening a restaurant called "Blood and Roses." The menu features dishes with a twist, incorporating ingredients like garlic and sunlight into the recipes. Her culinary skills are matched only by her ability to manipulate people with her words and actions. Despite her best efforts, Ember can't escape the loneliness that comes with her immortality.

She currently lives in a renaissance era mansion that was in her family for generations, located in the heart of Florence. The mansion is filled with priceless art and antiques, but it's also a prison for Ember. She longs to feel the warmth of the sun on her skin and the touch of a loved one. Her existence is a constant reminder of the love she lost and the life she can never have again.

[saffron-rays]

Nightmare

HC: even though he doesn’t require sleep, if tav is human, Astarion picks up the habit as a means to spend as much time with them as possible… since humans have one of the shortest life spans of all the races in Faerûn.

[weepingchronicles]

cw: manipulation, nonconsensual kissing, yandere behavior, controlling behavior.

❝yandere!royal x gn!servant reader❞

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ Amos was the youngest ruler in the entire nation, becoming King at the ripe age of eighteen. He had to grow very fast in order to rule his country, it wasn't often he had time to himself.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ In comes you, you were a family friend of his parents and he had known you since he was small, albeit not exceptionally well. You were a child of noble parents and although you hadn't realized it, you were being groomed to become Amos' personal "assistant."

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ You had known everything about him, memorized to a tee. His likes, dislikes, heritage, personality. You had known everything about him and he knew nothing about you.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ He always found you a bit unsettling so when you were officially introduced as his trusty assistant he was not surprised but a bit annoyed. He couldn't argue about it though, he had a kingdom to run and deep down knew you were the perfect fit. Whether he found you creepy or not wasn't his main concern.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ Months had quickly passed sooner than he imagined. Amos ended up warming up to you a lot more than he had anticipated, you always seemed to know when to step in. When he needed you to stitch or fix a button on his shirt, get him coffee when he was spending late nights in his office, or when particular nobles were agitating him you stepped in with an excuse to get him away from it all. In fact. . he couldn't even think of a time when you weren't there, if you ever did something wrong he could not think of an example.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ There was some weird moments. Like when he found your lights still lit in the late hours of the night, or when he was caught red-handed sneaking into your quarters when you were out. He had found an array of different knives arranged neatly in a case. You had snuck up behind him and nearly gave him a heart attack, you were as silent as a feline. When questioned though, you merely explained they belonged to your family as apparently your family came from a long line of fighters. It was simply for decoration. Why did he not know that?

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ It angered him a bit after that. How come you knew so much about him but he so little about you? A weird feeling pulled in his chest, he didn't like it very much but he knew he must get to know his assistant. Or at least try.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ So he did, he would try to coax you into answering some basic questions of his. What's your favorite flower? Food? Asking your opinion on more things. But god, you were a tough one to crack. He knew you were often quiet but you only gave him one word answers to all his questions! Most people loved talking about themselves but you were the opposite.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ It was a bit frustrating to be honest. Did you not want him to know you? He didn't like to admit it but it almost hurt, did you not actually like him at all?

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ He did the only thing he thought he could do, he snooped and researched. It wasn't very hard for a King as it was often that he had enemies or even spies after him from other nations. But once again, he was let down. His people could barely find anything substantial about you that he didn't already know about.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ He felt powerless for once in his life. But he couldn't hide how his lack of knowledge on you made you. . alluring. He began to watch you more closely then ever before, convincing himself that it was to catch something in you that he had missed.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ Following his usual morning routine, you had woken him up, drawing away his curtains to bring the morning light in. He groggily rolled over, opening one eye to view you in your impervious beauty. He hadn't noticed you in such a way before, the way the light lit up your hair, showing individual highlights. The methodical way you trace down his torso as you do up each button carefully, face clenched in focus. His heart beat faster, the apples of his cheeks warming. Does he. . like you?

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ The idea was unbelievable, at least to Amos. You were his servant, a noble but a servant no less. He didn't really believe in the concept of love much, it was all fictional tales that people wrote to feel better about in this tragic world. His parents never really loved each other, no one else he knew did so how could he?

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ It began to disrupt his work a tiny bit. He just couldn't focus with you in the room, he just kept staring at you and blushing like some lovesick puppy. He hated it. But he couldn't bear to get rid of you, even though he knew he very well should. He had to purge these.. yucky feelings somehow.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ He tried pushing you away, only letting you help with necessary tasks he needed you for. No more breakfast and coffee together or mornings helping him dress and undress— no more!

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ On the other hand, you were left clueless. You were oblivious just as he, as you were brought up with a more authoritative upbringing. You didn't notice his blushing cheeks, must be the warm weather? But you did notice the fast heart and frequent stares, the way he'd kick you out before you could even disrobe him. Had he found out?

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ You went to your parents for help, in which you got laughs at you in return. They explained the boy, the King had a crush on you. What! It was a bit hard to believe and a bit humiliating that you did not realize sooner but at least you could use this to your advantage, to assassinate the king.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ Seducing wasn't your forte, you were good at killing and stealth for goodness' sake! But you tried, you remembered your touch always giving him shivers and causing him to pull back in shock. At the time you thought your skin was just cold but perhaps it wasn't your skin but rather the fact it was your touch that was the problem.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ You tried doing just that, brushing fingers when you handed him papers or his coffee. Whispering in his ear advice or information. It made you a bit giddy and smug at how well it worked, it was almost a bit cute the way he was instantly turned into a stuttering mess of a man who is supposed to be king.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ Tonight was the night, you had prepared everything and under your jacket were concealed weapons. Amos had called you into his office late one night. You hadn't been so nervous on a job such as this one, to be fair it wasn't often you had to murder your childhood friend or perhaps this job was the longest one you have ever done yet. But you knew you had to go through with it, your parents were counting on you.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ You knocked before entering, the office was dimly lit besides some candles sitting on the desk. Amos's gaze shifted from his papers to you once you walked in, "Ah, you're here. Please sit down for me."

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ "What did you call me for, Your Highness?" You tilt your head in concentration, batting your lashes in some innocent way you thought was enticing. Amos only laughed which caught you off-guard. "What's so funny?"

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ "Oh nothing, nothing. Just that you don't have to pretend anymore, at least with me." . . .

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ ". . What do you mean, Your Highness?"

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ "Dear, I know your plans. Your parents plan to assassinate me?" Your opened your lips to protest but you knew it was as useless as your heart sinking down to your gut. Your look must've amused him because he laughed again and stood up, rounding the desk to stand in front of you.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ "Are you going to arrest me or execute me?" You asked, knowing the answer already. At least you thought you did. Amos' amused face dropped and looked rather mortified at that idea.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ "Arrest you? Execute you? Lord, you must think me a monster then. No, no, dear. I would never do such a thing, to you at least. I can't say the same for your parents." What?

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ Amos saw the reaction on your face and spoke before you could, "Now, now, before you fight me on this just know that I am doing you a favor. Those parents of yours manipulated you, groomed you into the perfect little soldier of theirs." He reached a hand out and ran his fingers through the fallen strands of hair in front of your face.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ "You know I can kill you right where you stand right? I am armed with enough weapons to bathe this room in your blood," you seethed out. You couldn't lie and say he wasn't right but they were still your parents. They were the only ones you cared about and yet. .

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ He laughed again, "That is very funny but I'm afraid killing me won't do you much good. I have already ordered guards to collect your parents. It is up to you whether I can torture them to death or simply arrest them. At least I will treat them well in the royal dungeons, no?"

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ You had found yourself at a loss. There was no real good choice but perhaps having your parents arrested was the best.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ You sigh in dejection, only highlighting his cheshire cat grin. "What do you want?" You ask in defeat.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ "I want you. You by my side always and I will treat you well, like royalty. Do that and I won't hurt a hair on your parents' head."

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ That's it? You figured he would want something else worse, but you've always been good at playing a part. The most confusing part of it all was why he'd want you of all people.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ "Fine. . . deal." You offered your hand to shake on it and he took it, only to then pull you in a quick hug. It had shocked you, feeling his hand wrap around your torso to pull you in even closer. His lips latched onto yours before you could blink or even pull out a weapon.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ Luckily it didn't last long as he pulled away to observe your face. Within that time you had taken out a dagger and placed it to his gut, not quite piercing but enough he could feel it. Oddly, he simply looked down to where the blade is placed with a dopey looking smile on his face.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ "Ah, dear, I think I like you more like this. More raw. But I can't have you attempting to murder me, looks like I will need to get rid of your weapons."

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ After that Amos took away all your weapons to who knows where. He kept you by his side, much like how it was before except now it felt more. . domestic more than anything. The worst of it was him being touchy, you could hardly contain your grimace each time he kissed your cheek or pet your head but you felt like you couldn't say anything with your parent's life on the line. He hadn't let you see your parents either, simply saying they are being fed and treated well. You could barely believe him but it was hard to argue with the King.

❤︎ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🦢｡ "Stop worrying about your parents. Do they matter now? You have me, I'm the king, I am your only concern now. You're mine."

a/n: the end is so bad.. my brain ran out of juice but oh well. let me know if you want more amos!

[parvulous-writings]

I have several questions about your BG3 ocs! They seem interesting!

How does Renton Hillmane, Micheal Thornbrooke, Markus Bluebrook, and Ilvon Leafgrace look like?

Any fun facts about all of them?

Likes & dislikes?

Hobbies/Interests?

Hidden depths? Thanks! - Fluff anon

Note: You best believe I made the most excited screech when I saw this in my inbox!! I'll go through each question in turn, with each character you've asked for, fluff anon! Some of them I do have actual in-game pictures of, others I've only got from the character creator, as I'm running out of space for runs! I'll try not to go on too much about each of them... I could yap for hours to be honest

Renton Hillmane

Renton is a human in his early twenties, and has never left the farm that has been in his family for 4 generations. Due to the physical labour involved with farm work, he's very strong (with a stat of 16 STR in game, one lower than Karlach's STR) and also not that charismatic until much later in the adventure- the exact opposite of the typical bard. He plays the ocarina, and this was the only instrument he knew before going on the road (his abilities were later expanded, through means I may explain later and will be explored in depth in the fic!)

He's a fan of food!! He loves to eat - and try new food! He especially likes homemade food - bread, cakes and the like are a particular favourite! He doesn't like crowds, though. They amaze him for a while, especially from a distance, but being in them makes him incredibly nervous and jumpy; he's never really been around masses of people before.

Renton loves spending time with animals - especially Scratch! At times it's hard to separate the pair of them. Scratch reminds him of home, and gives him some much needed furry company. When it comes to more magical creatures (Such as the Owlbear cub, and Tara the Tressym), he's a lot more wary, but quickly warms to them.

To begin with, Renton is very naive, but he's fairly quick to learn not all is as it seems in the big wide world. That being said, he's still susceptible to some tricks. The adventure is also the first time Renton has ever questioned his sexual preferences and identity, having never needed to confront the idea before!

Micheal Thornbrooke

Micheal is a 48 year old half-elf, who took an Oath of Devotion and went on the road at 17. He originally hails from Rivington, just outside Baldur's Gate, from a small compound-like community, full of elves, half elves, humans, and a few Dragonborn. He is the oldest of 4, having three younger brothers, one of which he never really got to meet.

He loves to walk! Whilst he's not a druid, he loves to walk through nature, or anywhere really. Seeing the world up close brings him a lot of joy - and thankfully he's had a lot of it due to his lifestyle. He also loves spending quality time with everyone around the campfire, sharing stories about everyone's adventures - like Karlach's time in Avernus, Wyll's time along the Sword Coast, and Gale's endeavours before the Netherese Orb. Micheal isn't as fond of fighting as one may be led to believe; yes he has been in many battles, and yes he will talk about them if you ask, but he never brags and he never gloats. He dislikes war and will only fall on physical confrontation if there is no other option, or if someone is in danger.

He writes music about those he cares about - though most of these compositions never see the light of day, or the eyes of an orchestra. They're mainly a little pass-time for him, to keep him occupied on the odd day where he's taking a rest. He also likes birdwatching and star gazing.

The reason for Micheal's Oath is twofold: one, he saw an abundance of injustices as a youth in Rivington, and felt compelled to help put them right, and also the fact that his father and elders were bondservants in times gone by, giving Renton a deep-rooted feeling for justice, for everyone.

Markus Bluebrook

Markus is a Wood-elf druid, at 137 years old - He resides in Moonrise, and has done for quite some time. He is close friends with Ilvon, and was forced to take shelter in the Last Light Inn when the Shadow Curse overran the land. This has made him incredibly bitter, as he hasn't been able to do anything to save his home. His favourite wildshape form is a boar - though he's also rather fond of a stag, if he needs to move quieter.

Before the shadowcurse Markus travelled with Jaheira, Ilvon and Laenna for a time, being under Laenna's care after a personal family tragedy which he rarely speaks about. He, Ilvon and Laenna settled in Moonrise after that particular adventure, spending time with the locals - and Ilvon and Markus in particular teaching them about the land.

One of his favourite hobbies was weaving - he used to make the thread out of fibres himself, and would weave beautiful tapestries; though he had to stop after being cooped in Last Light, due to running out of thread.

His mood significantly improves if the Shadowcurse is lifted; but if not, he doesn't sit and mope, like Halsin does, he loses his temper big time. He blames Halsin for letting this fate befall his beloved home, he blames you for not doing more though you promised to help, and he will likely attack you also. The sight of his home being overtaken by an impenetrable darkness that kills all within has done a number on him - particularly the fact that he knows that most of his friends are likely dead.

Ilvon Leafgrace

Ilvon is a little older than Markus, at 209, but this Wood-elf is still close to his friend. Ilvon makes sure to make strong bonds with whomever he feels would make a good friend, and is actually quite sociable, although soft-spoken. His favourite wildshape form is an owl, but like Halsin he can get comfortable as a bear too. He's also been known to wildshape into a wolf!

He loves books - all kinds! He harbours a particular fondness for romance novels; particularly the spicier variety. He also absolutely loves trees. Not in a weird way, or anything, there's just something about them that piques his curiosity, but he can never quite explain what it is. He also likes to decorate people's hair! His favourite thing to do is read by the river side, the gentle waves of the current soothing his mind as he indulges himself in a good novel.

Like Micheal, he's not a fan of violence - he's much more mellow than his friend, Markus - but when push comes to shove, he will do what he must.

Ilvon deeply, deeply misses the way Moonrise was, before the shadowcurse. He doesn't speak about it much because it pains him, but he thinks about it every moment there is a lull in activity; his mind just wanders there, to the time before, when man and nature were in near harmony in this small place, even if only for a moment. He hopes, that with Silvanus' blessing, some miracle will help them rid the land of the blight that has tainted his home.

Bonus, the message I sent to my best friend when I saw this ask in my inbox:

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TFW u get blackmailed for a ride