#pansexual fairy tale

[pinceauarcenciel]

Die-cut stickers 4 /4 I did for the @onceuponarainbowzine —Check them all:

🌺 • 🍰 • 🏠 • ⚔️

You can get the Yagas and Arthurian ones starting from the half-bundle, and all four of them are in the full bundle! 📚🍄

✨🌈 Preorders are open until September 30th 🌈✨

[deathsmallcaps]

Queer tales here!

Orange often replaces yellow, and a bold red will separate pride colors

Links are on the main post, I may add them here someday but tumblr gets funny about cutting and pasting after a while.

Be warned: there are no explicitly ace characters, because at the beginning of the project (I was 16 and less informed) I didn’t know how to include it. And by the time I did start just explicitly saying queer label types in some of my stories, I had already mapped out exactly what I wanted to draw and write. But an IRL friend pointed out that two of the stories spoke to them as an ace person, and suggested I include these here.

Story with an Intersex man character

The Acacia Tree

Aro tales (more non-romantic stories can be found sorted here)

The Princess Who Never Laughed / The Golden Goose

The Eyrie

Ace Stories

Sleeping Beauty

The Twelve Dancing Princesses & The Snow Queen (the same pairing appears in both)

Tales with Trans Characters

Mulan

The Twelve Dancing Princesses

The Nose Tree*

The Youth Who Went Forth to Learn the Shivers

Puss in Boots

The Snow Queen

West of the Sun, East of the Moon

The Acacia Tree

*One character is a Wigudun person, and while they don’t have a flag, their society emblem are these colors

Stories with Same Gender Attraction

The Frog Princess

The White Snake

Godmother Death

The Nose Tree

The Youth Who Went Forth to Learn the Shivers

Puss In Boots

The Eyrie

The Snow Queen

West of the Sun, East of the Moon

Polyamory (some are mere set-up)

The Nose Tree

The Snow Queen

[cymorilcinnamonroll]

Godmother Death: A Sapphic, Genderbent "Godfather Death" Retelling

Once, my father Frederick went into the woods. It was a cold night in Leipzig when I, Sieglinde, was born. I was the twelfth child of a woodcarver and washerwoman. We lived in a shanty by the opera house, and I grew up hearing the sound of music. Great arias poured out into the gutter that I collected in my memory like spilled coins.

“One by God, two by the Devil, three by Death,” papa always said. In the alehouse late at night, papa spoke of how he walked miles and miles, begging for mercy for a good godparent for me.

I was born an ill omen, on All Soul’s Eve, in a caul. It snowed the day I was a newborn suckling infant on mama’s teat, and my elder sisters Johanna and Ilke and the rest of my brothers crowded around my swaddled, nursing form. There was not enough food or money to last the winter.

To win fortune’s favor and full larders, father meant to bargain with God.

But God plays favorites, papa said. So, he turned Him away. God could not be my godfather.

Next came old Samiel, the Black Huntsman. He is wicked, and made a terrible offer, papa thought, so into the barrel of papa’s rifle Samiel’s soul went.

Papa was always good at trapping things. Once, papa fit the moon into a thimble and blotted out the night for a whole week. The crops in Leipzig didn’t grow, and Mme. Friegler’s voice went to shards the whole time. When a cow was born with two black heads, papa put the moon back to ward off God’s wrath.

So thereupon sauntered my bold father Frederick, drunk off cheap ale, and into the darkest part of the forest he went, where sunlight never touches, and winter always freezes.

He found a graveyard of souls.

Death was there, tending frozen roses. And Samiel was still trapped in papa’s gun.

“Will you be my dear Sieglinde’s godmother, Frau Todd? I have a handsome demon in exchange,” papa boasted.

Death smiled. Frau Todd is just, after all, and always takes pity on souls. “You know, Frederick, Heaven and Hell talk often about your penchant for stealing things with sweetened words. Just last year, you bribed a sparrow to give you two weeks off the back of summer so that you had more time to complete the legs of a chair.”

“Though silver-tongued, Frau Todd, I am also an honest man. Is there any punishment for bargaining?”

Frau Todd laughed. “No, dear Frederick, all is right in my eyes. I see you have a good heart, and that Sieglinde will grow to be a great woman. So yes, you shall free my husband the Black Huntsman and set Samiel back upon his Wild Hunt as Erl King, and I shall be dear Sieglinde’s godmother. She cannot fail with me by her side. I will make Linde rich, but moreover, kind.”

And so, my godmother was the talk of Leipzig. At Peterskirche, a flock of black crows attended my baptism, complete with their Lady in black lace. I grew up under Frau Todd’s wing, and inherited father’s tricksome tongue.

I was sixteen. Frau Todd had a cabin in the forest, where she taught me women’s crafts: weaving souls. Dousing with spring-green twigs. How to bake the best bread for my future husband.

Frau Todd herself was married to Samiel the Black Huntsman. But she lived alone, and only visited him when the moon was full, or to deliver a month’s worth of dinner in an enchanted silver pail. Samiel ate souls that were too weak to pass on into Heaven or Hell. As for what Frau Todd ate – anything hearty, bloody, and half-alive.

“Mama Todd, what would you trade for the jewel on your throat?” I asked Frau Todd the day autumn came.

Frau Todd smiled. “Only a fresh beating heart, Linde.”

So, I baked a blackbird’s heart into a veal pie. The bird’s heart was alive by my magic, bloody and thrumming, when Frau Todd bit in.

“I see you are becoming quite the thief of life, just like your father Frederick,” Frau Todd smiled, her blonde hair and winsome blue eyes beaming. She wiped the blood on a pearly napkin, then devoured the rest of the pie.

Into my hands Frau Todd placed the jewel. It was a large ruby that glimmered with black stars.

“What are the virtues of this stone, Mama Todd?” I inquired, fascinated.

Frau Todd was skinny as a spindle, dainty and precise, and always wore white, with a red ribbon in her hair. Almost skeletal, but not unpleasant, with long honey-colored hair and eyes that burned like the sky. I felt she was always watching me. “That is the Jewel of Nocht. It can set to sleep anyone who you direct it at.”

I had much fun, setting my schoolmarms to sleep. Frau Todd had made us rich, and I and Johanna and Ilke all attended a girl’s Catholic finishing school. Ilke was even learning opera from Mme. Friegler. I was a stickler for poetry. But the nuns did not like me slipping away to kiss cute choir boys and woo schoolgirls with their curling, sweet-smelling hair. So, I enchanted the nuns into snoring.

“Linde, it is dangerous what you do!” Johanna giggled, embroidering a rose and thistle. She loved sewing. Mama was now a fine lady, but her hands would always be cracked from her time with lye and river rocks as a washerwoman. Mama did not want her daughters to know pain. And her sons had all made papa’s woodcarving business a booming industry. They each carved different parts of tables and shipped them out of Rostock to international waters. “You’re too much like papa, Linde,” my sister continued. “One day, it will do you in.”

“Say Johanna?” I mused, clacking my nails on my chalk tablet. “How much is the smell of a thistle worth?”

“Do thistles smell?”

“To birds.”

“Then I’d say… they’re worth laughter. Laughter can’t be sold, and often, laughter is a lie,” Johanna chuckled, used to my joking. “Shall I trade this thistle and rose?”

“Only their smell, dear Johanna.” I tickled her. She burst out laughing in tears as I hit her sweet spot.

Thistles smelled like rain, I learned.

That night, at Frau Todd’s house, I used the smell of roses and thistles, perfected in Johanna’s virginal mind, to sweeten Frau Todd’s stew.

Frau Todd’s face was electric. “This stew has life in it!” she beamed. “Linde, you are so clever with your magic.”

Frau Todd gulped it down, but it never seemed to cling to her thin, thin shape. Death is always hungry, it seems.

“I have the best teacher, Mama Todd,” I demurred.

We finished the soup in companionable silence as the fire crackled.

“Sieglinde, it is time,” Frau Todd said, her hair from her blond chignon falling a bit to her shoulders. “You are sixteen now. I will teach you my secrets.”

It was the moment I had been angling for, caressing Frau Todd’s tongue with delicious concoctions. Though I loved her like a godmother, I wanted more power.

“Are you sure, Frau Todd?” I said innocently.

“Do not act the sheep when you are a wolf, Linde. You are as wily as me.” Frau Todd smiled. “You are a clever girl, my Linde. Come see my final secret.”

She took me deep into the heart of the forest.

A patch of heart-shaped purple leafed herbs bloomed with fiery orange flowers.

“These are my precious deathsflower, goddaughter” Frau Todd sighed sweetly, inhaling their overripe scent. “Crush and make a powder medicine of this for any patient you have. If I appear by the head of their bed, they will survive, and you may cure them. But if I appear at the dying man or woman’s feet, my Linde, I mean to drag them to either God or my husband Samiel. There is no stopping me then.”

“Thank you, Frau Todd,” I said, tears in my eyes, and hugged her, hard, feeling I had just lost my last bit of innocence.

I set up shop in Berlin in the Old City by the orangerie. The deathsflower grew wherever I went, in secret gardens and groves, appearing only for me. I made my way as a physician, in a time when Europe was being electrified and Prussia was bending to welcome women into the arts and sciences.

Some thought me a quack, but I cured when I could cure, and put to sleep with my Jewel of Nocht those bound for brighter shores, Frau Todd a vigil keeper at their toes. The families always felt overwhelming peace under my care, and godmother often took tea with me in my little flat by the opera. I still fancied the arias and had just seen Cosi fan Tutti for the first time. It could not beat The Magic Flute, but it had its charms.

“Where do you take them, Mama Todd, truly?” I asked her over tea one day. I was so dark in comparison to her, a night girl, black hair, almond-brown eyes, tan skin, freckles and moles. I was beautiful in a way Death was not, thrumming with life and humor, and she was glorious in a way I could never be. Where Frau Todd was youthful, I would always be mortal, and where my magick worked in little tricksy ways like papa had taught me, hers was vast. Little slices of time and place I could carve up, bottle, and trap were mine.

But all the stars were my godmother’s. Great gaseous balls. With angel’s hearts. Beating, bloody, winged hearts that only Death could eat.

Frau Todd smiled dreamily. “And what if God has as much appetite as I, or Samiel?” she teased. Only, I could not tell if she was serious or not.

“So, a Heaven’s Gate is the same as a Hellmouth? God eats His chosen souls?”

I shivered. Night set over my heart.

Death’s lips thinned.

“Everything is hungry, goddaughter. From the worms to God Himself. A grave is a grave, my Linde. We all rot, in the end.”

I winced, hard.

Frau Todd smiled in afterthought: “Yes, everyone perishes. Except for me, of course.”

The King of Prussia was marked for death. Some say he had crossed a witch on his campaign in France. Most thought it was the Hapsburg curse. All I knew was, there was land and a title and limitless purse for any lass or man that could cure him.

I hauled my belongings to court, my cart and best oxen and phials of medicine, and my precious deathsflower, and I went deep into his palace. Finally, it was my turn.

The Jewel of Nocht gleamed like a rose on my chest. Frau Todd was at his head and nodded serenely. Smiling, I cured the king.

There was a ball held in my honor. I was named Lady Sieglinde, First of Her Name. The royal coffers were mine. So was a palace back in dear old Leipzig – the King had done his research.

I charmed the corsets off many lasses for a tussle in silken sheets, then sang the britches off several noblemen. With Frau Todd’s help, I distributed birth control made especially by my cultivated strains of sacred herbs throughout the palace, and I grew even more popular.

But most on my mind was Princess Hilda. She was beautiful – curvy, shining brown ringlets, always dressed in green like Lady Greensleeves. I set to courting Hilda in secret, sang her the eponymous song meant originally for Anne Boleyn, even wrote her some of my poems.

As we lay in my palace’s bed – Hilda was there to “study mathematics with the King’s savior” – Hilda asked: “My dearly beloved Linde, what is that jewel?”

“What is the truth worth to you, my Hilda?”

She had eyes like a doe. I realized then, all like a crashing train, that I was deeply in love.

“A rose.” Hilda beamed.

“And a thistle?” I said, shaking.

Hilda giggled, staring at the silver astrolabe over my room and study. “Whatever you say, snake charmer.”

I went home, and bought the rose and thistle embroidery from Johanna, and I gave it to Hilda… wrapped with a promise ring with a chip from the Jewel of Nocht.

We met back in Berlin.

“Let’s run away to America, Sieglinde, together,” Hilda beamed, ravishing me with kisses. Heat grew in my legs. She made love to me to claim me.

“I cannot do that Princess Hilda. My medical license, my land and holdings, my livelihood, are all here.”

Hilda soured. “Am I worth anything to you but my title?”

“Hilda, you are the blackbird heart in my pie.”

The comely princess forgave me, kissing me through our tears. “You say the funniest things, strange Sieglinde.”

The next day, Hilda accepted a marriage offer from the Duke of England.

Her promise ring came to me by post.

I was bereft. I wanted to bargain, but for once

I had nothing

to give.

Death is always hungry. And never hungrier than when it comes to Maidens. Death and the Maiden, entwined.

Hilda fell sick with her father’s illness in a week. The King of Prussia said: “Anyone who can cure Hilda gets to become King. The engagement to the Duke of England is annulled. I will hand over my crown to whosoever saves my daughter.”

I disguised myself as a man and cast a glamour of forgetting over myself, to blend in. Court had forgotten Sieglinde the King’s Savior, secure as I was in my bastion in Leipzig, but I had not forgotten the riches of palace.

The riches all paled in comparison to my beloved. I cursed myself every day for not sailing away to America with Hilda and starting over.

I shorn my hair, donned men’s britches, and rode in through a storm on my palomino gelding, death like a decaying rose in my shadow.

There Frau Todd stood, at Hilda’s feet.

Hilda was comatose.

“Mama Todd, you cannot take her, I love her!” I pleaded, on my knees. It was only us alone in the room.

Frau Todd grew steely. “My Linde, this time, I win.”

I grabbed the Jewel of Nocht, and with its ruby beam, I put Death to sleep. My godmother collapsed in a pile. I moved Hilda’s bed so that her face was by Frau Todd’s breast and her feet were by the wall.

I leaned in to administer deathsflower tincture. The purple and orange swirls brought life back to Hilda’s lips.

“Sieglinde, my beloved, is that you?” Hilda asked, sleepy-eyed, reeling.

But Death dragged me away, away from Hilda’s embrace.

“Why, Mama Todd? Give me this one thing!”

“A heart is worth a heart, my Sieglinde.” Frau Todd was oddly happy. “I get to show you my favorite part of the forest. My beautiful Cave of Souls.”

I awoke, scared shitless, in a cavern.

Candles, candles everywhere on dank lime scale walls, blinding me. Tall tallows for children, half-burnt for the married, stubs for the old and ill.

“Where is mine, godmother?” I asked.

“Putting me to sleep was a neat trick. Just like Samiel did to rape me. When I was simply a girl. The first woman born in God’s shadow. That is why I had to marry him, you see. It was the beginning of time, when a woman’s first blood meant something, my little linden tree. I was born from that tree, just like your namesake, Sieglinde. In fact, I was once called Eve,” Frau Todd mused. She held a sharp knife.

“Where is it! My soul?”

“What is a soul worth, my Linde?” Death’s blue eyes shone like stars.

“A mother’s love,” I pleaded. “Spare me, Mama Todd.”

“I never loved you, Sieglinde. Death cannot love. Fond of you, yes. But the only thing I love is hearts.” She showed me a pool of wax, candle flicker. “This is you. You will feed me.”

“No – Uglugh!”

Eve reached deep into my chest and carved out my heart with her paring knife.

Swallowed, now

I see

all.

Death is just. Death is not merciful. Death is not kind. And now I live in the first woman’s chest, a caged blackbird, trilling my mournful tune. She feeds me with tears over her unfaithful, ruinous husband. She cries over dead newborns. Comforts war-grizzled veterans who take their lives. She heals the souls of them all.

We walk together through the ages, my cage Frau Todd and I.

Now, we are never

alone.

[justamessedupdisneyprincess]

🗡️ 💙ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT BARLEY LIGHTFOOT💙🗡️

These are just my personal HCs. This is just a huge list or rather my personal wiki ALL about Barley. This list will have four different categories, the basics (birthday/sexuality etc), preferences (what he likes/dislikes), facts (random short facts about him), relationships (facts about his relationships with his friends and family) and history (facts about his childhood and high school years).

💙BASICS💙

He was born on the 3rd of August 2001

He is pansexual 🩷💛💙

He is neurodivergent

He is an extrovert

Dream job

His dream job would to become like a mercenary and go on many quests. Since that isn’t likely though he may become a mechanic.

Hobbies

His hobbies include: playing Quests of Yore, playing RPG video games, drawing (he is a traditional artist), writing (mostly poetry and songs but he has written some adventurous stories as well), playing guitar and writing his own songs, exploring and travelling in Guinevere, cosplay, LARPing, making and painting QOY figurines and miniatures to add to his games, fixing up broken things.

Talents

He is very good at drawing and painting traditionally but is hopeless with digital art, he can be a great actor as well, he is a surprisingly good cook as he did used to cook sometimes when Laurel was super busy or tired, he is a master of improvising and can work well with nothing but scrap.

Fears

He doesn’t fear much but he is afraid of the hospital, gelatinous cubes, and losing loved ones.

🥰Preferences😒

Loved food and drinks

He is a huge fan of junk food especially and he does also enjoy a lot of dairy. He loves a nice hearty meal. Some of his favourites meals are pizza (especially BBQ and ones with plenty of meaty toppings), burgers, burritos, nachos, pretty much anything with lots of cheese, roast meats and pies.

He enjoys some sweets too! He is nuts about chocolate and anything that is very chocolatey. He is also a big fan of doughnuts and pastries. He likes to drink soda and energy drinks. Overall his preferred diet may not look the healthiest.

His ultimate favourites are pizza, chocolate cake, fries covered in cheese, any sort of cheesy crisps like cheese puffs, any sort of cheesy snacks in general, fried griffin wings, roast ham, mountain doom drinks, Coca Cola and chocolate milkshakes.

Disliked/hated food and drinks

He is not a fan of anything that tastes bitter. He loved pretty much all chips and crisps but he isn’t a big fan of the ones that are vinegar flavoured. He dislikes most vegetables.

He especially hates meals that are nothing but vegetables, a warrior needs his protein he says! As for drinks he isn’t a huge fan of tea. He dislikes the taste of green tea.

Music

Barley LOVES rock and heavy metal! Electric guitar solos are his favourite. His loves a good rock opera as well.

Barley isn’t a fan of most pop songs. Occasionally he might find one he doesn’t mind though. He hates a song that is slow and quiet though. He NEEDS something he can bang his head to or play air guitar to.

Movies/shows

Barley of course loves ANY sort of adventure movie or series that has to do with olden days. He would be way into LOTR/Hobbit for example. He enjoys a lot of action but he does also secretly enjoy some romance because he is a softie (he won’t admit it though.).

He isn’t too fussy with genres but he isn’t a fan of anything that feels too sad. Because of that he may not be into post apocalyptic series (although he does enjoy the concepts of post apocalyptic) because he feels too bad for any of the characters that die. He can actually get shockingly emotional. He also doesn’t like ones that feel too slow, if not much is happening for a long while he gets bored easily, “where is the action?” He would say.

Books

Any classic old fairy tale or legend that was written back in the olden days. He likes stories about adventure but he doesn’t read much as he tends to be too busy with his other hobbies. He reads literally every QOY book or comic he can get his hands on though and always finds a way to make time for them! He also enjoys books that talk about history.

As for disliked books he doesn’t really have any so to say, he only focuses on the genres above and hasn’t tried any other. He thinks about trying out some more comics and even some manga someday though.

Style/clothes/furnishings

Barley obviously loves to rock an outfit that says “metal”. If a shirt has a print of a weapon or skull there is a high chance Barley will wear it. He isn’t too sure of wearing anything that might look a bit too cutesy though. He wants to look cool! The clothes he wears also has to be comfortable, he will never wear anything that isn’t.

He loves clothing and furniture with either a rocker’s vibe to it or something that looks old fashioned and mystical. He is not too fussed about colours but he does prefer darker colours over pastels, such as a dark blue, deep red or black. He loves to collect any old amour or weapons! He has grown quite the collection.

Barley is not a fan of a modern look or anything that is minimalist. One reason he dislikes a modern architecture is because it makes him feel like the world is drifting further and further away from its humble beginnings and as for minimalist he just finds it boring.

Activities

Barley loves all of his hobbies mentioned above but as for things he does not like to do, that would have to be a lot of chores. While he does love to draw and work on things to add to his game he actually isn’t into a lot of craft related activities. He enjoys colouring or things that are on paper but he doesn’t have the patience to sit still and knit or cross stitch. He is usually the type who is down for anything but he doesn’t do well in things that feel a bit too quiet, like yoga and meditation for example. He loves video games but he actually isn’t really into most cozy games as he personally gets bored from time to time, he loves the thrill of an adventure both in real life and in games! He isn’t a huge sports fan but he does enjoy playing some sport games from time to time, however he HATES fishing because he gets very impatient and bored.

📚Facts📚

Barley is a heavy sleeper, he can sleep through a hurricane! He also tends to be a night owl and can sleep in late at times. It is hard to wake him up!

As mentioned he loves to collect old amour and weapons, he has a huge collection now and he constantly wonders what adventures these old relics went on. He admires each and every one of them, even if some of them may be very rusty. He even gives them names just like he did with Guinevere!

He has an iron stomach, in both the sense he can handle gore and gross stuff shockingly well and he can eat slightly spoiled food or eat extreme amounts and be perfectly fine. Although he did have a few moments where he over did it. (It was mentioned in one of the Disney apps where he ate five buckets of fries and it didn’t end well). Regarding handling gross things or gore he can watch the most insane stuff, he can watch someone during an operation while snacking on cheese puffs just fine.

He actually secretly has a huge soft spot for animals, kids and cute things.

Barley doesn’t do a lot to take care of himself, he may avoid a shower every once in a while so he can focus on questing. On an average he showers once a day but it is not uncommon for him to miss just one day. This was implied in the movie as well.

Barley can sleep in his clothes just fine, he has even done that a few times if it’s been a long day.

Barley is a huge hugger and he gives the best hugs as well!

He may seem silly most of the time but he can be mature in other ways. While he seems impatient when it comes to what he is doing as of now he is very patient when it comes to others. Because of this he makes a great and understanding friend! He also tends to be very understanding and he never judges.

He has no fear of bugs, he just casually picks them up and lets them outside if they’re in the house. He has even held some huge spiders which always freaks out his family.

He isn’t the athletic type but he likes to go on walks, he takes his time and enjoys the scenery though, it’s not for exercise personally. He loves to explore new areas! He is very curious of the world around him and is thrilled to discover something new.

He actually knows how to play a lot of instruments and has studied music. He can read music notes as well.

When visiting a theme park he enjoys the extreme rides like roller coasters.

He is a huge fan of puns!

He loves riddles as well and likes to solve them and ask them. Although sometimes if you get it wrong multiple times he may drop a hint or two…usually in the form of ANOTHER riddle.

He is not only passionate about the past and preserving historical structures and relics, he often collects any litter he finds to help keep the streets clean enough. This is tied to his passion about the past as well, to keep the old kingdom clean of modern garbage. Sometimes he may find ways to repurpose the things he finds and has made some…bizarre things.

It’s not uncommon for Barley to help himself to a midnight snack. Depending on his mood sometimes he will snack on left overs from dinner or he might even make himself an ice cream sandwich.

He also has weird food habits. Some joke that he eats like a pregnant person at times! He gets cravings of things and they form into some bizarre combinations! He once made himself some toast and smothered it with ice cream for one example.

Barley is a big stress eater. He doesn’t normally get stressed though. (It was kind of implied in the movie when he tore through a bag of cheese puffs and went to get another snack when he got angry at Ian).

Barley is usually calm and cool but when he gets super angry he might punch at a few walls or posts. He has bruised his knuckles a few times when things got really rough.

Barley is the worst at lying, doesn’t matter what lie it is, what the circumstances are or who he may be lying too, he is just awful at it. (Was kind of implied in the movie as well at the beginning with Colt LOL)

Barley sometimes sings in the shower.

He has lots and lots of journals that are filled with his art, ideas and literature. He has so many scattered around him room and he probably has enough to make his own library. Sometimes he might just sit and doodle completely random things.

He is great at most mechanics related stuff but he struggles to understand a lot of computer related stuff.

Barley talks to himself when he gets nervous or impatient. So much so it can be like he has a conversation with himself at some stages.

He usually says whatever pops into his head. So sometimes he can be a little blunt and say things at a bad time. He rarely says things that are offensive though because he has a genuine and kind heart. The worst he may say is if someone is boring or a total buzzkill. (Usually towards Colt).

Barley will go out of his way to help a stranger in need. Like helping old people cross the road for example. If he sees a baby or kid crying he would usually try to make funny faces to make them laugh or cheer them up.

Barley has a FREAKISHLY good memory.

Barley may seem confident most of the time but if he gets a crush on someone he can actually be pretty shy about it to begin with. Basically he is all like: 😳🥺👉👈

🫂Relationships🫂

Ian

He obviously loves Ian a whole lot! They were very close when they were younger but when Ian went through puberty he sort of drifted from him for a moment before their big adventure took place. When his father died Barley was grieving heavily and Ian’s arrival helped him a whole lot! He is grateful to have him in his life and it’s all just one of the many reasons he loves him.

He feels a strong need to protect him no matter what! During school he would often go and check on Ian to make sure he was alright. When Barley graduated he has tried to sneak back into school just to make sure Ian was alright. This was also because Barley did have to deal with a few Aholes so he wanted to make sure Ian was ok. This of course embarrassed Ian greatly and a small argument did break out where Ian told him not to baby him anymore.

When Ian got his first facial hair Barley almost cried because his baby brother was growing up. He truely is like a brother AND father figure to him. It used to embarrass Ian as well because he made a huge deal out of it! “Did ya hear that? His little voice is breaking” “ugh….”

Barley has tried to play a few pranks on Ian before, usually by hiding behind a door and jumping out to scare him! It works every time. Although his main intention is to train him to be more alert and to have fun while doing it. It’s part of him lightly shaping him into being a warrior. He has gotten into trouble when Ian complained to Laurel though when his pranks went a bit too far, (not harmful at all! Just annoying and startling.).

When they were kids they played a lot! We have seen them go swimming, bike riding and play pillow fights! They often used to make their own pillow forts and watch tv together while snuggled up inside. Barley tried to play swords with Ian using sticks but Laurel quickly banned them from playing that game in fear of them accidentally hurting one another.

Barley actually used to get lots of nightmares about losing his dad when he was little and sometimes he has nightmares about his mother and Ian getting sick the same way Wilden was. He always goes into Ian’s room and watches him sleep for a while to make sure he is ok.

Laurel

Laurel loves Barley but is often frustrated with his recklessness, habits and the immature side of him. She can be strict with him but it is ultimately out of love, like “Look for a job!”, “Clean your room!”, etc.

Even though Barley is an adult she will still ground him sometimes. She says she has that power for as long as he lives under her roof. There have been a few times where poor Barley had his Quests of Yore campaign closed down earlier and she hides the box away somewhere for a while. A lot of Barley’s Quests of Yore friends think she is pretty scary.

It was hard losing her husband but it was also hard being a single mother. Because she had to work so hard it wasn’t uncommon for her to get home late from work. When Barley got a little older he used to help cook dinner when she got very tired of busy. Although he did used to make a huge mess of the kitchen, still Laurel couldn’t complain if it meant she didn’t have to worry about dinner so much. Barley is weirdly mature in some ways and immature in other ways.

Barley wasn’t able to spend lots and lots of time with his mother during childhood since she had to work twice as hard as a single parent. It is also part of why Barley was extra close with Ian because he was always there to play with.

When Laurel got stressed Barley used to try and cheer her up by telling jokes or making funny faces to try to make her laugh. It worked almost every time!

Colt

They aren’t exactly on the best of terms. Colt does care for Barley though since he is his stepson but Barley still cannot see him as his dad. For a while he felt angry because he saw him as a cheap replacement and had trouble understanding why Laurel suddenly wanted to start seeing someone else after so long. That feeling faded over time but he still isn’t fond of Colt.

Laurel and Colt met when Barley got arrested for one of his protests. He was completely baffled when his mother and the police officer started dating! After all he was like an enemy to him!

Colt tends to scold Barley a fair bit but he does still try to make an effort. Usually they still don’t see eye to eye though.

Barley was worried about Laurel getting her heart broken so he broke into Colt’s office at one stage to snoop through all of his stuff to find any sort of evidence. He found nothing that could prove he had any ill intentions though.

Sometimes Colt will start talking about something and it would be hard to make him stop. He hits Barley with a whole lot of “When I was your age” stories that tend to be very boring and they are often tied to some even more boring lecture as well.

Colt wants to be a good enough stepfather but has no idea how. He once asked Barley if he was interested in anyone and needed advice about that sort of stuff or if he had any questions. It was the hardest Barley has ever cringed in his WHOLE life!

Barley will sometimes stick his tongue at Colt when he or Laurel are not looking.

Manticore (Corey)

Barley is a HUGE fan of her and looks up to her a whole lot. He tends to be a big fanboy when it comes to her.

He sees her the way many others see celebrities and was actually a bit nervous when first getting to know his idol. He is always respectful around her but the first few months…perhaps even years…he has been a bit over the top. He would kneel before her constantly and always talk so formally even though they are technically friends now. Corey feels like she should tell him to just act natural but has no idea how too.

Barley frequently asks her to share some of her stories, as politely as possible of course. When she speaks he always watches her with a sparkle in his eyes, like an excited kid.

Barley usually says how she is like the coolest person in the world. Ian being in close second (which Ian always denies).

Barley did actually go to her tavern when he was only five years old. Laurel had an important meeting and lunch was being held there but she couldn’t find any babysitters at the time so she took her kids along. She had to do this more than once. Ian has no memory of being there but Barley absorbed every moment of it! The tavern was actually different back then, it looked more like how it did by the end of the movie but empty and worn down. Barley ended up wondering off for a moment and examined some of her old weapons and treasures. The manticore finds him and tells him a few stories about her adventures as he looked through her stuff. She seemed sad as no one else seemed interested anymore but was thrilled to see Barley showing interest and had to share her tales. Barley asked many questions about her old stuff and she was overjoyed to tell him everything! This is where his love for history and adventure began to grow. Laurel panicked when she realised Barley wondered off and Corey happily led him back to his mother who scolded him for wondering. The memory is a bit hazy now but Barley still holds onto that. Since it has been many years though Corey didn’t remember Laurel at all and she was just another customer at the time, since Barley grew up it was hard to recognise him. At some stage when Barley got a bit more comfortable around his hero he did tell her about it and asked if she remembered, this jogged her memory and her, Laurel and Barley had a good laugh over it whilst Ian stood there clueless as he was far too young to remember much about that day.

He felt sick when he saw the dramatic changes to her tavern halfway into the movie, with the gift shop and games and such. He felt as if his childhood was ruined in some ways! He hid it pretty well though. In the end he actually helped her come up with the idea of sharing her stories with her customers as an attraction like how we see in the end of the movie.

Shrub Rosehammer (a friend of his that was briefly mentioned in the movie and some books)

Shrub is a troll friend of his who is briefly mentioned. They both love quests of yore and play it together.

They met in kindergarten and had been good friends since. Barley was alone after just recently losing his dad. Most of the other kids ignored him as he sat alone but Shrub was concerned and asked if he wanted to play. Barley was a bit taken aback at first as he was still grieving but he was also surprised how someone at his school actually said something to him. Because of that he took the offer and they played during lunch break and their friendship grew from there.

Barley is like the wild card of the duo. Wild Shrub can get into mischief on rare occasions but he still isn’t nearly as chaotic as Barley and does try to avoid breaking some rules. He was what Barley would call a lawful good.

When Barley got himself into trouble Shrub would just chuckle a little, not in a mean spirited way but because he knew what was coming. Barley is so unpredictable that he has become predictable.

Barley is a lot more passionate and will go on rants about how old facilities of their ancient past are being torn down. Shrub just listens and lets him blow off steam. He would say “I agree that it sucks, but there’s nothing we could do.”. He didn’t really help Barley with that stuff in the sense of joining in on the protest. BUT he was somewhat supportive in the sense he would be like “Yeah that’s sucks. Hey man, did you wanna grab something to eat? I’m sure a doughnut or something will make you feel better.”

🏫History🏫

Childhood

Barley has an old teddy bear his father gave him before he died. It’s his most treasured possession and he still sleeps with it to this very day.

Barley would have had a lonely childhood if it wasn’t for Ian and a few friends he did have in school. He would sometimes feel upset about his father and felt robbed of his parents but just having Ian helped a whole lot.

He had to be independent pretty quickly. Laurel would often call for babysitters when needed but there have been a few times when they couldn’t get one and Barley had to take charge. Laurel was very stern about the rules of safety and repeated them to Barley literally thousands of times each and every time she goes out. She wanted to imprint them into his brain. Ironically though they were put into Ian’s head and he was often the one who reminded Barley not to do certain things.

Barley used to injure himself CONSTANTLY as a kid. He still does to this day but not nearly as much.

Barley was a super hyper kid who just wanted to play ALL the time, Laurel used to wonder how he never seems to get tired. Usually he would be bouncing around and then all of a sudden he will crash and fall into a deep sleep. There were no in between moments back then, his energy levels were just like a switch!

When Barley was little he wanted to be a knight but got his dreams crushed quickly by a teacher who told him there are no knights anymore.

High school years

Barley actually used to get bad pimples around the age of 13 to 16.

He had been picked on a little bit in school but it was nothing ever TOO extreme, mostly some name calling here and there. Although he still did get his feelings hurt from time to time. He used to do what he can to stand up for others who were being picked on. On rare occasions he did end up in a few fist fights against bullies.

Barley is incredibly intelligent! Although he struggles in subjects he has little to no interest in. His best subject was obviously history!

He used to struggle with chemistry, which he had insisted was just updated potion brewing…he used to get quite experimental with that sort of stuff and it usually would not go too well. He would also often complain about the “unnecessary modern equipment” that just felt like it made things far more complicated than need be.

Barley used to try and explore every single inch of the school to try to find any hidden secrets, it did used to be an ancient castle after all. He would make note of anything he felt was interesting or perhaps even a potential key to a hidden chamber.

Barley would sneak lots and lots of snacks into school. He always had lots of gum and it used to drive some of the teachers crazy!

💙thanks so much for reading! I plan to do other characters in the future as well! At some stage. This took so long to make.💙

[rwby-revelations]

Ruby Rose Age: 15 going on 16 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Cis Woman Sexuality: Asexual Race: Wolf faunus Weapon: Crescent Rose Semblance: Petal Burst Allusion: Little Red Riding Hood The leader of team RWBY and one of the youngest students to be accepted into Beacon Academy. She’s an idealistic teenager with a desire to protect the world and be one of the heroes of her beloved fairy tales. She’s very open and honest, and does struggle with learning how to interact with people due to her autism and ADHD. Weapons are far easier for her to understand. But now that she’s at Beacon, she just might be able to have the friends she’s desired for so long. And yet, there’s more to this young maiden than meets the eye. Her favorite foods are strawberries and chocolate chip cookies.

Weiss Schnee Age: 17 going on 18 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Cis woman Sexuality: Demisexual lesbian Race: Human Weapon: Myrtenaster Semblance: Summon of the Heart Allusion: Snow White Weiss is someone who considers herself to be elegant, refined, and strong, and her skills back those claims up. However, she can also be a bit hotheaded, even with a cold exterior she’s easy to make snap. This comes from a very lonely upbringing where she was always seen as separate from her peers due to her namesake. Tired of being stifled by her father, she seeks to set out a name for herself and to utilize her skills in order to uphold a family legacy of being protectors of Remnant. She starts off as racist, but over time that will change.

Blake Belladonna Age: 18 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Cis woman Sexuality: Bisexual Race: Appears as human, secretly cat faunus Weapon: Gambol Shroud Semblance: Shadow Allusion: Beauty and the Beast Blake Belladonna is secretly Lila Baingani, the runaway daughter of Ghira and Kali Baingani. Using an alias to hide from a former friend, she has chosen to instead pretend to be the very thing her ex-friend despises and hide her ears under a bow. Because of this, she’s hesitant to become close to anyone, but that quickly dissipates once she joins team RWBY at Beacon Academy. By becoming a Huntsare, she hopes to use that influence to better the world around her. She also enjoys teas and romance novels.

Yang Xiao Long Age: 18 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Cis woman Sexuality: Pansexual, leaning towards girls but there’s some guys that have caught her eye Race: Human Weapon: Ember Celica Semblance: Burn Allusion: Goldilocks Yang is the overprotective half-sister of Ruby, but she tries to rein it in so as not to suffocate her. She’s got a fiery temper and boisterous attitude, loving the thrill of the fight. She’s quite fond of dropping a pun, even if it causes her friends to groan. There are some demons that haunt her, namely the whereabouts of her adoptive mom and why her bio-mom abandoned her. But she doesn’t let them keep her down, focusing instead on becoming a better fighter and taking care of Ruby. She’s also an excellent cook, having grown up a little too fast.

[eclipian]

Auroracore Sidesystem

pt: auroracore sidesystem

reminder beings will almost definitely not turn out exactly as described, and these can be edited and changed as needed.

number of members: 4

divider credit

System Name: Land of the Fae , Fae of the Valley , The Ethereal Lands , Aurora Collective , Aurora Coven , Aurora Glade , Fairy Glade , Ethereal Glade , Ethereal Coven

Collec. Name(s): Aerin , Calliope , Freya , Lyra , Eira , Cassiopeia , Noa , Lysander , Meliora , Melusine , Vesper , Zephyr , Nimue

Collec. Pronouns: Ae/Aer , Sie/Sier , Shy/Hyr , Cae/Caer , Cae/Caem , Fae/Faer , Fei/Feir , Ny/Nym , Ce/Cir , 🌙/🌙s , 💐/💐s , 🌸/🌸s

Collec. Gender: Aurethesia , Auroracoric , Aurethesia Subterms

Collec. Orientation: Queer , Faradallion

Aesthetic(s): Auroracore , Etheral , Fairy Tale

Name — Age — Pronouns — Identity — Species

Ruby , Scarlett , Lucy , Sylvie — 15 yo — She/Her , Shx/Hxr , Ze/Hir , Grr/Grrs , Howl/Howls , Wolf/Wolfs , Vi/Vir — GNC Butch Agender, Bisexual Arospec — Human

Nadia , Alina , Blair , Deirdre , Aisling , Aislinn , Elysia — 18 yo — Ae/Aer , Fae/Faer , Fei/Feir , Ny/Nym , Ce/Cir , 💐/💐s , 🌱/🌱s , 🌿/🌿s , 🌸/🌸s — Transfem Nonbinary , Asexual Biromantic — Fairy

Evren , Lavender , Juniper , Heulwen , Nereida — 17 yo — E/Em , Ey/Em , Cy/Cyr , Ae/Aer , 🌙/🌙s , 🌿/🌿s , 🌱/🌱s , 💐/💐s — Transmasc Nonbinary , Pansexual — Elf

Sedna , Thalassa , Mira , Damona , Kai , Delmar — 20 yo — Sea/Sear , Sie/Sier , Shy/Hyr , Cae/Caer , Cae/Caem , 🌊/🌊s , 🧜‍♀️/🧜‍♀️s , 🧜/🧜s — Seagender , Genderfluid , Lesbian — Merfolk

[cindol]

“ CINDOL’S ABOUT ME ! ”

my name is cinny/riri ! I’m 7teen pansexual black(🇺🇸) and an anime, indie games, and art lover !

﹒.ᐟ 𐚁 fave animanga : jojo’s bizarre adventure, tokyo revengers, attack on titans, jujutsu kaisen, one piece, bleach, death note, nana, fairy tale, madoka magica,

﹒.ᐟ 𐚁 some of my favorite media/shows outside of anime : The Boyz, DC universe, marvel universe, scott pilgrim(the show not the comic), shameless, Winx, monster high, ever after high, gen v, it’s always sunny in Philadelphia, and more !!!

﹒.ᐟ 𐚁 some of my favorite games or games franchises : final fantasy, mortal kombat, the walking dead game series, five nights at freddy’s, undertale, deltarune, little nightmares 2&3, minecraft, and more !!

likes ❤︎ ﹒- sleeping, researching and hyper fixating on small things, talking to ppl(inbox always open btw :3 ), if it ain’t obvious renji, writing fanfic aus, drawing

dislikes ✘ ﹒- hate anons(they’re very much unneeded, just be nice bae), bigots, toxic shippers who can’t grasp that mlw ships exist, toxic fans and stans,

[risualto]

5, 28 and 19 from the Ship Creative Process Asks, please! (Though feel encouraged and welcome to skip over any questions you're not feeling.)

Thank you for asking <3

5. If your OC's relationship involves a gender or orientation different to your own then how confident did you feel about exploring or writing this? If your OC and the character(s) with whom they are in a relationship are the same as you in terms of gender/orientation then was this a conscious decision? The vast majority of my OCs are bisexual, and this is a conscious decision on my part because I'm bisexual (pansexual? idk what we're calling it anymore but gender doesn't matter to me, nor does it matter to most of my OCs), and I want to write bisexual characters. That said, there are some who aren't, like Yrrce who is straight and Nickolai who is sex-repulsed ace. I think Theresa Silbruck is my only cishet character, now that I think of it. I didn't find her particularly difficult to write just because she's not attracted to women. The most difficult aspect of writing her romance was that she has a very...well, romantic view of love. She believes not only that fairy tale endings exist, but that she is a princess who deserves and will get one, whereas I take a more pragmatic approach to things, and that was a difficult thing to capture.

When it comes to writing characters of a different gender, I honestly don't really believe I'm very good at it yet. Many of my male characters tend to feel a little too feminine because of my own inherent biases. And no matter how empathetically I try to write characters who are nonbinary, the best I can do is synthesize on information I read and hear from people who have lived that experience because I haven't. I hope my attempts feel at least respectful, but I always wonder what little threads of truth I'm missing.

19. Do you have a sense of how your OCs relationship will evolve in the future? Or is it quite a fixed in terms of dynamics and story? This entirely depends on whether I am the primary author of the work. For characters in original fiction, yes, I have an idea of where their relationships will go and end up from the outset. Sometimes details of that change as I'm writing, but I tend to have a story I want to tell through the character that informs their arc from beginning to end. If my OC exists in a canon that isn't mine, especially one that is still in progress, then no. I don't plan things from the start unless I already know every beat of the story that's happening. For example, my BG3 character, Haven, was initially supposed to romance Astarion, but ended up sort of having a flirtation with Wyll that didn't work out, ultimately bungled Astarion's romance path due to my not knowing how the game works, and then died at the end of the game--but may possibly still end up romancing Wyll as an angel of death, kind of. That's 200% nowhere close to what I thought would happen. With my D&D characters, too, I'm happy to let the story be a thing that informs their choices rather than making choices to inform the meta.

28. Is there something you historically felt (or still feel) awkward about describing in terms of your character's relationships? Whether sexual acts, bodyparts, pillow talk, romantic declarations or using the "L word". How did you overcome this (if you ever have)? Well. There's a reason I've never actually published any smut. And it's because I feel like I'm quite bad at writing things that are actually sexy because I don't really...conceptualize of that feeling in a way that lines up with how I see others write and talk about it, 90% of the time. I worry my sex scenes, whenever I've attempted them, read as too mechanical to be immersive. Someday, I will bite the bullet and start publishing so that I can actually hear people's feedback and reactions, but today is not that day.

I also think I struggle a little bit with effectively differentiating between romantic and platonic love without straight up using the words, "I love you," which I consider a weakness in my writing. I want to get better at this, and I like to think I have? But I'm not sure if that's because I have the added context of things like ship tags, where the reader enters the story understanding already that the intention is romantic, as opposed to a more traditional book where the reader has to interpret for themselves exactly the quality of the characters' feelings.

[blushinmoon]

OC Name Meaning

Got tagged by @champagne-pain! Thank youuu 💕 I’ll tag @heirhonkful

Rules: Google and post the meaning of your OC’S name (if you made their name up or they go by a nickname, post an explanation of how it came to you)! bonus if you can find something for their last name too.

More under the cut 💕

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Selene/Sin Everafter

She/He/They ⟡ Gender Fluid ⟡ Pansexual ⟡ Polyamorous

Selene is a girl's name of Greek origin, meaning "the moon." Lunar lovers and night-sky stargazers will delight in this luminous name. Just like the moon, Selene has a calming, soothing effect, with a hint of mystique and wonder about it.

Sin in Mesopotamian mythology holds great significance and importance. It was the name of the moon God in Akkadian (1), and the given name is thought to have been derived from His title. On the other hand, in Burmese, Sin is a gender-neutral name meaning 'clean' and 'pure.

Ever after is a phrase that means "from this on." It often appears in the phrase happily ever after, a conventional ending for fairy tales associated with lasting love.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Exodus Eryx Tartarus

He/Him ⟡ Cis Male ⟡ Bisexual ⟡ Polyamorous

Exodus is the Latin translation of the Greek exodos, meaning “exit” or “departure”.

Tartarus, the infernal regions of ancient Greek mythology. The name was originally used for the deepest region of the world, the lower of the two parts of the underworld, where the gods locked up their enemies.

Eryx is of Greek origin and is derived from the name of a mountain in western Sicily. In Greek mythology, Eryx was also the name of a king and boxer who was defeated by Hercules.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Apollo Tsukiyomi Everafter

He/Him ⟡ Cis Male ⟡ Pansexual ⟡ Polyamorous

Apollo has been recognized as a god of archery, music and dance, truth and prophecy, healing and diseases, the Sun and light, poetry, and more.

Tsukiyomi (ツキヨミ), is the moon god in Japanese mythology and the Shinto religion. The name "Tsukuyomi" is a compound of the Old Japanese words tsuku (月, "moon, month", becoming modern Japanese tsuki) and yomi (読み, "reading, counting").

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Axel & Julie Tartarus

Julie ⟡ She/Her ⟡ Cis Girl

Axel ⟡ He/Him ⟡ Cis Boy ⟡ Bisexual

Axel is an Icelandic name meaning "father of peace." Axel, which also has origins in Scandinavia, Denmark, and Germany, is derived from the biblical Hebrew name Absalom. Whether he goes on to become a famous rock star or not, one thing is for sure: baby Axel will certainly take center stage in any doting parent's life! (Ironic considering Axel’s mom hated his little ass)

Julie is a popular Latin first name which originally comes from the Latin Julia which could mean youthful, soft-haired, beautiful or vivacious. It is the feminine form of Julius, and can be a pet form of Julia, Yulie, or Juliette. Julie.

[moshi-roulette]

Muyue

Name:

Muyue

Nicknames:

Myu Myu

Age:

18

Gender:

Female

Pronouns:

She/Her

Sexuality:

Pansexual

Birthday:

Feb 1

Zodiac:

Aquarius

⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆

Personal Facts

Personality:

She is a real ditz and airhead, not being known to be all that smart. She often has trouble remembering certain things, even if she was told something only seconds ago. Some might claim that she has the memory of a goldfish. Due to her undead nature, she has a relatively dull tone of voice and cannot convey most of her emotions to others. But despite this, she is a hopeless romantic, and she typically believes that romance is the stuff of fairy tales. She is completely oblivious that love doesn't work like this. She is occasionally described as being a little... obsessive by some people.

Likes:

Romance Manga

Dislikes:

Not getting her way

Hobbies:

Collecting cute things, Dancing, Listening to music

Species:

Jiangshi

⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆

Relationships

Siblings:

Unnamed Little Sister

Friends:

Katsumi

Other:

Unnamed Aunt

Unnamed Uncle

⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆

Fun Facts

Much like a regular jiangshi, she tends to hop around occasionally feed on Qi (Life force)

Theme:

Love Taste by Moe Shop

[pulchinelle]

Courteous Leonida

ɴᴀᴍᴇ:   Courteous Leonida 

ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ: kai smith (ENG) 

ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ/ꜱ: Teo(Leona/Ruggie), Notre fier lion (Rook)

ᴛᴡɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ: ???

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ & ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ: male, he/him

ᴀɢᴇ: 19

ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ: pansexual 

ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ: 17th October 

ꜱᴛᴀʀ ꜱɪɢɴ: Libra 

ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ: ash blonde

ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ: green/red

ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 180 cm

ʜᴏᴍᴇʟᴀɴᴅ: Sunset Savannah

ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ: 

-Leona Kingscholar (cousin)

-Addae Kingscholar (mother,51)

-Oras Leonida (father,46)

ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: 

 Courteous always takes care to keep up appearances, always polite and kind though a little cold, he is very much paranoid about people and his reputation.

Nevertheless, he is quick to anger and his fierce temper doesn't help and his more snobbish side comes out where Teo tends to be more distant and commanding to people who aren't nobles or royals, Courteous himself likes to use his name to bend the rules. Yet he is also very brave, or reckless depending on who you ask, seeing as he prides himself on being cunning despite being horrible at planning.

Teo has participated in every test of courage in every test of courage there is in the college.

ᴀꜰꜰɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Night Raven College, Kingscholar family

ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: student

ᴅᴏʀᴍ: Pomefiore

ɢʀᴀᴅᴇ: 3rd year, class 1-A

ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜱᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ: Defensive magic 

ᴄʟᴜʙ: Horseback Riding club

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ: swan, roasted boar

ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ: proving his courage,drawing,picking out outfits,complaining about Crowley

ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇꜱ:papercuts, Crewel

ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇꜱ: sewing and drawing 

ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛꜱ: manipulating others

ᴛʀɪᴠɪᴀ:

•he still has many admirers throughout Night raven College he gloats about, he doesn't hesitate to use

 •Likely the only one to recognise Yuu-mun, he has memorized the faces of all other nobility he met in his life

•Another thing to add to him hiding his lion traits + tail/ears with potions: Courteous is just really embarrassed whenever he runs out of them and someone finds out so he often bribes others into silence. He was ordered and conditioned by his father too.

•very hostile towards Yuu when they first meet, doesn't approve of Epel befriending them. Probably acts a little snobbish too since he knows they posses no magic

•Courteous is pretty unlucky.He gets a lot of paper cuts on his fingers during classes, and wears gloves outside

 •His grades are usually pretty high, but whenever he does get a bad one he will tear it to shreds and just sit in his room sulking for the rest of the day

•Surprisingly he gets along with Leona, often brings him lunch but doesn't like staying in Savanaclaw since it gets dirt all over his clothes, he does invite him to Pomefiore or around campus to keep him company. Likes Ruggie but hates the sound of his laughter

•When they were kids Leona would let him pick his outfits while he napped, still does this for formal events

•won't admit it but he is pretty close to Epel too, starting from when he would let him do whatever just to upset Vil. Epel is the only one (currently) who can use his nickname Teo without risking.

•Teo loves to wear different  jewelry each day, particularly if they are gifts from others, he is a little bit of a show off

•especially enjoys showing off those from his admirers or his homeland•About that, he does have some secret admirers even in NRC, doesn't think twice to use them if he discovers who they are

•surprisingly knowledgeable about history, and secretly enjoys reading fairy tales even though his father did not approve 

•He has a huge crush on Malleus, is still very sour about his grandmother refusing to send Courteous to be fostered with him, in the present he only shows his kinder side to him (he's been confined in the friend zone)

•Is actually a decent artist, most of his doodles during class are of Malleus and him. In his free time he likes to draw other students he deemed worthy enough but has never showed his drawings to anyone

•Very picky about his food, often has to cook up his own meals since his dishes are always very complicated, is not bad at it and is trying to improve.

 •He almost died eating Lilia's cooking to please Malleus

•His father is known to be very strict,ruthless in his pursuit for power and has controlled his son's life all up to Night Raven College

[newgirl-southpark-hero]

PROFILE

Name: Jean

Hero Name: Grimm

Age: 10

Sex/Gender: Pansexual Genderfluid Girl (Mostly a girl, but sometimes might be a boy on some occasions)

Race: White Italian

Alignment: Neutral

Religion: trying out Wicca

Kryptonite: Vampires

Likes: Grimm's fairy tales (Red Riding Hood is her favorite), Gelato, magical girl/boy stuff

Dislikes: her family and friends hurt, extremely spicy foods

Hobbies: social media, reading, drawing, playing with the other children (mainly superheroes), cosplay

VA Headcanon: Sayaka Miki (Puella Magi Madoka Magica)

[nunezs-stuff]

Yurelia

She is very superstitious she believes in ghosts Magic but she silently doesn't believe in God

And she doesn't fear death honestly she might even encourage it

Of course she wouldn't say that out loud

She has two kittens that she found in the woods when she was taking a walk in the woods with her knife and taser and she sees them as her children

And she is a pansexual/asexual

Dislikes

She doesn't like pants she hates the feeling of them

And she isn't a fan of the hot weather

But it does give her a chance to wear all of her summer dresses

She hates math because she thinks it doesn't make any sense

She does like baking but sometimes it just gets too difficult so magic spell was suffice

She hates homophobic people and transphobic people

And she hates olives

And flies and mosquitoes

And when good anime and manga are heavily looked over

Likes

She likes the cold weather

And she also likes it when it rains so there's a chance that school will be canceled

And she finds it funny when someone thinks magic doesn't exist and ghosts don't exist

And she also likes gatekeeping stuff and anime manga

She likes sweet cakes and candies

Her favorite cake is Strawberry Shortcake

And she likes fairy tales even if they're not true and she also likes fairies

And she has lots of hair clips with painted butterflies on them

She's very organized when she makes small little bottles with any little goodie

Especially nature

She's often assumed to be a creepy weirdo with a pretty face even though she isn't she's just someone that's trying to express herself in a healthy way and she's actually a kind person

And collects dead butterflies and stores them in glass frames not because she sadistic or anything but because she finds them fascinating and since she doesn't have a lot of pictures of her family it does clear up a lot of space and she has something to put on her walls

Whenever she's focused on doing something or it's hot she puts her hair up in a ponytail

But she doesn't really have to do that most of the time since her house is constantly cold

And she has lots of hair pins and vials

Most of the time she collects them white thrifting

[yukii0nna]

Isamu Hinoka

Age: 12(15 in twisted wonderland)

Twisted from: Yuji Itadori from Jujutsu Kaisen

Magic: Enchantment, Death innate

Voiced by Rie Takahashi (Japanese)  Lexi Nieto(English)

Nicknames: Isa by Malori,Ace, Duece,Jack, Mlle Calmant by Rook, Ms Honey by Haru,Rosebud by Vil

Dominate hand: Right

Birthday: 11/10

Height: 181

Race: half Shimigami

School: Night Raven College

Dorm: Ramshackle at first, Savannaclaw

Flaw: ditzy,Too chill,

Pet Peeves: Heels, Messing with lost souls,

Favorite subject: P.E

Least Favorite subject: Potion making

Hobbies: Watching movies,cooking, working out, singing

Favorite food: Meat buns!!

Least favorite food: Anything too sour

Personality

Isamu is a lively girl who acts like a mom to her friends. She always wants to help whenever she can. That said,she can be pretty gullible at times. Though she is pretty clever when pushed. She can also be ditzy. Is a pacifist by nature but will attack if pushed enough

Backstory

Isamu lost her parents at the age of 3. Her aunt and uncle couldn't take her in so she lived with her grandma. Everyone in town thought she was cursed due to her eyes giving off a creepy vibe and the fact she seemingly talked to her self. Then she met the fairy tail guild at age 8 and made friends.

Friends

Haru Edgeworth

Malori

Duece Spade

Jack Howl

 Ace Trappola

Skills

Enchantment: has the ability to make whatever she chooses stronger. Uses this to enhance her strikes and blocks. Can use minor healing.

Death innate: She can see ghosts and control dead bodies and souls .She doesn't use it unless it's an emergency

Combat: Is pretty naturally strong and trained to be a fighter. Is more on the defensive but can deliver great attacks.

Cooking: Is an amazing chef

Trivia

Is pretty good with children (Leona uses her a babysitter whenever Cheka is with him)

Is allergic to strawberries

Pansexual

Heiji and Isa always video chat

Has been called "Hot Curse Girl" by Idia and Jade

Has been known accidentally to give people "marshmallow hell"

Got her cheek marks from someone who kidnapped her when she was 4

Is a big eater.

@marrondrawsalot @adrianasunderworld @danika-redgrave124 @skyenish @kousaka-ayumu @writing-heiress @tragedytells-tales

[shipsgaysfordays]

okay you are now obligated to explain aromantic james ;)

(also, is james also asexual or just aromantic? feeding my jegulus delusions)

okay, i feel like i have made quite a few posts about aromantic james, but i'll talk about it some more

i personally think maybe aroace, but you know he could just be aromantic but have sexual feelings towards some in his life, honestly i haven't thought much about james' sexuality in comparison to his romanticism

i do think that james would be pansexual and aromantic

my interpretation of aromantic james is definitely inspired by a few stories that i've read from my friend @spikybanana about aromantic wolfstar (i believe specifically aromantic sirius). i personally am not aromantic, as far as i know/can tell, but i've looked into those experiences a lot and i have a few friends who are aromantic. i think that's kind of part of why i started headcannon-ing this, to be able to truly think about these experiences in a closer way.

on tiktok i heard about this thing called cupioromantic, which is a person who wants a romantic relationship but does not feel romantic attraction (i was actually hearing about this specifically as it relates to james, so seemingly this headcannon isn't THAT strange).

so, what i see is a james who feels so much love and admiration for his friends and his family. he has so much platonic love in his life and for a time he really wishes that he could have that fairy-tale romance and soulmates and whatever, but he just never feels it. there are short bursts of sexual attraction at times, which i think he may feel some guilt about because so many people would want more than just sex. but eventually he comes to terms with the fact that what he is capable of and what he wants out of life are different from those expectations that people have set for him. he doesn't want to be married, he would like to be a dad though, and he doesn't want romantic love because he's already got a life filled with so much joy and love with all of his friends.

idk if it makes much sense. that's the happier interpretation than my whole bearding jily who turns out to not actually really love each other in that way thing.

[rwby-revelations]

Professor Glynda Goodwitch Age: 46 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Cis woman Sexuality: Lesbian Race: Human Semblance: Telekinesis Weapon: The Disciplinarian Subjects: Glyphology, Advanced Semblance Utilization Professor Glynda Goodwitch is the deputy headmaster of Beacon Academy. She hails from a long line of Glyph Masters and is the first of her family to be a teacher at Beacon Academy. As the deputy headmaster, she is quite stern and tends to be very systematic. However, on occasion she shows compassion and understanding, and she is driven to protect her students and help guide them to becoming the best Huntsari they can be. However, she has a secret of her own that is best kept from the public...

Professor Bartholomew "Barty" Oobleck Age: 44 Pronouns: He/Him Gender: Cis man Sexuality: Pansexual Race: Golden Eagle Faunus Semblance: Setulae (meaning, the hairs on a spider's legs that allow them to stick to things) Weapon: Antiquity's Roast Subjects: History, Legends of Remnant Professor Barty Oobleck is one of the history professors at Beacon Academy, specializing in the Great War. He originally hails from the kingdom of Atlas, being a student of Atlas Academy with his partner Professor Port. While he is more of an intellectual than a fighter, he isn't afraid to put his weapon to good use when it's called for. He's excitable and eager to teach his students as much as possible during their tenure at the academy. His favorite adage: "Learn history, avoid misery."

Headmaster Ozpin Noddle Age: 40 Pronouns: Zey/Zem Gender: Trans Nonbinary Person Sexuality: Demisexual Race: Fox Faunus Semblance: Foresight (the ability to see a short distance into the future) Weapon: Long Memory Subjects: Glyphology, Fairy Tales and Folklore Professor Ozpin Noddle is the youngest headmaster in Remnant's history, let alone Beacon Academy. Zey are also on record as the youngest student, being accepted to Beacon Academy at 14 years old. Zey are the sort of person who wishes to protect everyone with all that zey have. Even as serious as the job entails, zey still have a playful side that often comes out in the guise of small pranks played upon unsuspecting staff. Still, there's more to the headmaster than meets the eye.

Professor Peter Patrick Port Age: 44 Pronouns: He/Him Gender: Cis Man Sexuality: Aromantic/Asexual Race: Human Semblance: Animal Magnetism (the ability to attract or repel living creatures and Grimm) Subjects: Grimm Studies, Military Strategy Don't be surprised by how gray Professor Peter Port's hair and mustache are. He may have gone gray early, but the burly man has plenty of energy to spare to teach and still go on a hunt. He's brash and boisterous, but filled with love and the desire to pass on his own teachings to the students of Beacon. He also has a secret collection of romance novels that he has written under a pen name. It's a prolific collection.