#they're my OCS now I can do what I want with them /j

[bobafish]

something something discussing revolutionary plans on a rowboat under the moonlight

[berryhobii]

Late for Work couple has become my #1 comfort couple and i always come back a read their stories cuz they're just so in love and passionate abt each other and OC/reader is so me coded. ur writing literally makes me weak in the knees i get so emoooo 😭😭💜 can i request a New Years (resolution) drabble with them? either OC or JK wants to work out more or tweak their habits at the gym for New years and i wonder if you could incorporate THIS REEL somewhere cuz i thought this was so them?!!? fluff or smutty smut smut!!! ty ty ty 💜💜

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C1BLk1PIu-j/?igsh=MWZ0YWRtcnd4Zndwaw==

even tho i feel like both of them are the type to NOT wait for the "New Year" just to get started on their goals i thought it would be cute!!!

Hi! Wow, I’m so happy you love that couple! I try my best to make them as lovey dovey as possible. Thanks so much for your request as well! I pondered a few ideas but then landed on this one! Also, that reel is so adorable and overprotective Jungkook is equally as adorable. Enjoy and please tell me what you think!

~

Super cute gym bag? Check. FitBit to monitor your heart rate? Check. Your ONE Stanley cup because you didn’t need a thousand? Check.

Alright. You were ready to hit the gym.

Truthfully, neither you or Jungkook were the types to do resolutions. Both of your perfectionist and ambitious ways made it so if either of you wanted to do something, you’d do it. And you’d do it to the best of your ability.

You started working out a little bit during December, enjoying early morning jogs before work in the crisp air to get you pumped for the day. However, you haven’t really dedicated yourself to a complete workout regimen.

That’s where your husband came in.

He didn’t make resolutions either but he did want to start spending more time with you and the gym was a great place to start. So you suggested you two start working out together and he could have broken something from how fast he catapulted himself over the couch when you brought it up.

Since your husband was a certified gym rat, he was very excited about your interest in working out. It was no secret that he was obsessed with going to the gym; he always dedicated at least 2 hours a day to pumping iron and if he couldn’t go to the gym, he’d go jogging or do some exercise at home. He was dedicated to keeping his body fit and healthy, mostly for himself but also for you. He knew how much you loved his body and it definitely stroked his ego to see how you drooled over him.

While Jungkook drooled over you regardless, you still wanted to work out and maybe even spend some extra time with Jungkook. A couple’s workout sounded like a lot of fun to you, honestly.

“Ready to go, baby?” Jungkook asked once he entered the living room where you were tying up your braids into a ponytail.

You smiled at him, nodding your head. “Yup! How do I look?” You gave him a little twirl, showing off your new leggings and the matching jacket.

Of course, his eyes went straight to your ass which looked extra plump in those pants. A part of him didn’t even want to leave the house, contemplating just bending you over and fucking you against the wall.

You looked so excited to go though and he didn’t want to rain on your parade. Pushing down his desire, he flashed you a smile.

“You look adorable.”

“Thank you. Now let’s go! I’m totally going to bench more than you.” You teased as you two walked out of your apartment.

He bellowed a laugh. “Yeah right. You get winded walking up the stairs.”

Pouting your lip, you playfully pushed him. “That was only because my legs were tired from riding you.”

His lip piercing sparkled as he flashed you a wolfish grin, one that sent shivers down your spine. You seriously thought about getting in a quickie in before leaving.

“Guess we’ll have to work on your stamina then.”

“Oh yeah? I’ll show you my stamina when we get back home.” You childishly fired back sticking your tongue out at him.

“I’ll hold you to that.”

When was leg day again?

The drive to the gym was quick and checking in was even quicker. After putting your things away in a locker, you and Jungkook found an empty space to start stretching in.

“Let’s start with toe touches.” Jungkook instructed with a clap of his hands.

“Okay!” Inhaling a deep breath, you bent over to touch your toes. Easy enough. Then you felt a hand on your back, urging you to straighten it a bit.

“Don’t hold your breath.” He said, his warm palm sneaking up the back of your jacket. Heat spread across your body. Damn fat ma! Not right now!

After enough of that, you two moved into more stretches: arm circles, lunges, jumping jacks and a few more. Jungkook stretched alongside you, only stopping to guide you through whenever he saw your form was off.

Overall, exercising with Jungkook was a bunch of fun. He was an attentive workout partner, reminding you to stay hydrated and motivating you whenever you wanted to give up. Not to mention, watching him get all sweaty was a bonus. He had abandoned his hoodie a while ago, leaving him in a tank top that showed off those muscular arms and bulging pecs.

You were gonna swallow his cock like a python when you got home.

For now though, you were focused on getting in some good squats while Jungkook moved just a few feet away to go fill his water bottle back up. He made sure you remained in his eyesight at all times, heart warming at the sight of you being so focused. He was so happy you had come with him to participate in one of his favorite interest. It really showed him how invested you were in his life and his hobbies. He hoped this could continue and you two would spend even more time together.

Also, your ass looked fine as hell in those leggings. It jiggled everytime you came back up and it made him want to rip those pants right off you.

Oh yeah, you were definitely coming to the gym with him more often.

Just as he finished filling his water, he turned around to start his walk back to you, only to pause when his eyes caught something.

A man was coming from the other side of the room, walking straight towards you, his eyes focused clearly on your ass as you bent forward.

Jungkook knew you were gorgeous which meant people often tried to approach you. His overprotective nature never allowed people to get too close, however. You could handle yourself and he knew that, he trusted you completely and never doubted your loyalty to him.

That didn’t mean he trusted others though.

Quickly walking towards you, his feet taking long strides to get to you faster, he stopped at your side just as you were coming back up from a squat. Jungkook immediately wrapped his arm around you, leaning down to place a kiss on your lips. Never one to turn down a kiss, you reciprocated, laying a few more on his lips for good measure.

His eyes locked with the man who was approaching you, brow furrowing and eyes sending a message that said:

Try it if you want to

The man’s eyes widened, turning back around on the heels of his feet to scamper off somewhere else.

Ever so unsuspecting, you turned around to see what your husband was looking at, only to find nothing. You placed your weight down, removing the AirPod from your ear to ask him what was wrong.

He just squinted his eyes before finally looking at you, sending you his sweetest smile.

“Nothing baby. Let’s just finish up so we can go home.”

And because you trusted him so much, you just shrugged and nodded. “Okay. Let me do this final rep and then we can go.”

“Sure. Let me help you.”

Getting behind you, he ‘guided’ you through the squats. Although you didn’t really need the help, the feeling of his boner pressing into your ass was telling enough.

“I wouldn’t call this helping, coach.” You smirked, making sure to rub your ass harder against him when you went down.

“I would. 5 more.”

~

“J-Jungkook!” You moaned, your hands slipping off the wall where you were bracing yourself as Jungkook pounded into you from behind.

He barely let you cool down from your workout before he was forcing you into the gym showers, pushing you into one of the spaces and turning on the water. It was obvious you didn’t come in here to wash yourselves, judging by how quick he was on his knees and attaching his greedy mouth to your clit. Both legs thrown over his shoulders and your back pushed against the cold wall, he devoured your cunt like it was the last time he’d ever taste it.

Since it was so late at night, the gym was practically empty which meant no one was there to disturb you. Then again, it was only 35 minutes until closing so you didn’t have a lot of time before an employee came to check for any stragglers.

But that was all the time Jungkook needed.

Hands digging into the juiciness of your ass, he forced you back and forth on his cock, the tip hitting you so deep that you were sure he was rearranging your guts.

Your knees shook from the force, still a little weak from the orgasm he just ripped out of you from eating you out. Now another one was steadily building, ready to spill over like a full glass.

He couldn’t take his eyes off the recoil on your ass. He didn’t know if immediate results from squats was a thing(you sure acted like it was) but for some reason, your ass looked even better as it clapped against his pelvis.

“Fuck baby. This ass….” He groaned, swiftly bringing his hand down on it. The water caused it to sting even more but you loved it.

“Make me cum, Kookie.” You whined and who was he to deny?

His hips continued his rough pace, hands molding and squeezing at your ass as if it was a block of clay. As his head rolled to the side in pleasure, his eyes saw something, a mischievous grin that you couldn’t see spreading across his face.

Grabbing your body wash, he flipped open the cap. You were so lost in the sauce that you didn’t even hear it, too focused on the feeling of his cock jabbing into your soft spot.

Then you felt the cold gel hit your skin, a squeak of shock coming from you. You tried to turn your head to see what Jungkook was doing, only to drop it when he readjusted himself to start hitting your spot repeatedly.

“Ooooo…fuck!”

Jungkook’s wet hands rubbed the soap all around, lathering it up all across your ass until the brown of your skin was covered in soapy bubbles. “Throw it back, baby.”

Using your arms as leverage, you tossed your ass back on him as hard as you could, the clapping noises drowning out the pounding water against the tile. It was too hot and hard to breathe but neither of you cared enough to stop, those delicious highs just over the hill. Your legs burned from your workout and you knew you’d be properly sore tomorrow but the feeling of Jungkook’s cock was just too good. You’d pop some IcyHot patches on later.

“I’m bout to cum, baby.” You cried, reaching a hand back to grip one of your soapy ass cheeks. Jungkook’s hot gaze followed the bubbles as they dripped down the crack and around his cock.

He was about to cum. Hard.

Reaching out to grab your shoulder, other hand still on your ass, he drove his cock into you so fast that the seat of your ass actually hurt from how hard his pelvic bones were hitting it.

Your orgasm hit before his, your mouth dropping open in a drawn out moan as fervid pleasure rushed down your back. Jungkook still didn’t stop as you came, a second orgasm hitting you right after the first. Your knees buckled inward from the pure force but Jungkook kept you balanced, thrusting a few more times before he reached his own peak.

“Ahhh….” He groaned, filling you to the hilt as his creamy cum painted thick ropes inside you.

After regaining your breaths, Jungkook helped you stand on your weak knees. You turned around to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck to place a smooch on his lips.

“My legs hurt.” You sighed.

“Told you you have bad stamina. Ow! That hurt!” He cried, rubbing the spot where you pinched him.

“Don’t push it, Jeon. Now let’s go home so I can rest my legs.”

“But I thought you said you’d show me your stamina when we got- ow!”

[imaginaryhl]

I need a plus 1

Harry(w2s) x OC

WC: 2K

Warning: cursing

Summery: Alex is going to an event and Harry is out of town, and she's being hit on while she's at the bar.

Circa 2021

SIDEMEN Group chat

A: Who's free on the 7th

T: Not me

Why

E: I have a thing for gymshark

V: I'm visiting my family

A: I have an event and I don't want to go alone 😩 

S: I'm out of town

J: me too, Freya and I are going on a weekend trip

T: Is Harry busy that day

A: Yes, he has a family thing

I don't want to go alone

V: then don't go

A: Have to

Its for a sponsor

JJ: what kind of event?

S: you're free but you want to know what kind of event it is before you say yes

A: Its a fashion show with an after party

E: Harry's lacking 🤨

JJ: maybe…

H: 🖕🖕

I tried to cancel on my family but I couldn't 

My mum would've killed me

A: True true 

I was on the same call

Almost killed me for missing out

JJ: well I'm in 🤷‍♂️

how much will you give me?

A: Fuck you JJ

I'm going solo

V: lol

I'm screenshoting this and posting it on Twitter 

Alex's stans will have your ass JJ

S: YES! Another war between the ur fans

JJ: come on now you know I was joking

A: I don't know, do I? 

🤨🤨

JJ: fine

I'm sorry Alex can I come with you please 🙏🏼

A: Oh my god Of course you can JJ I can't belive THE ksi is coming with me 😊

T: you lot are crazy 

And thats how JJ ended up being Alex's plus one at the fashion show. Alex dreamed of having a fashion show for her brand one day, to have a runway with models wearing her clothes and everything. She's had launch parties before for her drops but nothing to this scale. 

Her and JJ were dressed to the nines, they walked the small red carpet at the event. Posing together and separately.  JJ had his arm around her back as he took the role of leading Alex around, always protective of her plus Alex doesn't always do well in big crowds.

The duo had front row seats, they sat next to each other, chatted together and to those next to them, with someone always snapping pictures and videos of the popular YouTubers. Photos were already circulating online, Harry would pop into his Twitter account every now and then to see how they're doing. 

“This is weird.” JJ whispered to Alex. 

“Yeah, it can be overwhelming sometimes.” Alex said and looked around the room with a smile. “Maybe one day it'll be my show.”

“Its a when, not maybe or if or any of that.” JJ said and squeezed her for a moment, a smile on both their faces.

After everyone was settled the show began, Alex was so focused on the show and models it amused JJ. He took a video of her and you could see her frown a little in focus, but she noticed him and subtlety flipped him off and that had him stifling his laughter.

Over all they had fun and went on to the after party, JJ wasn't drinking due to his training, and Alex doesn't drink that much when she's around a lot of people she doesn't know. 

In the mix of people the friends split as they were mingling with people some they knew and far more they didn't know, making connections and networking (forever working). Alex found herself by the bar ordering a cocktail, she was between conversations and her throat was dry from all the talking and laughing, she was looking around as she waited for the bartender to get her order.

“You looking for your boyfriend?” A voice saved, she looked to her left and saw a man she doesn't know, by his accent she knew instantly that he's American.

“My boyfriend?” She was confused by his question, knowing that Harry wasn't in London at all.

“The dude you came with.” He nods to a general direction she presumes JJ is, she laughs lightly, it's been a long while since someone mistaken one of the boys as her boyfriend(there's always speculations online and the odd old person they meet while filming).

“No, JJ's my best friend.” She told him and looked at the bartender, he was finishing some other drinks. One thing about this event: they had far too little staff for the number of people attending.

“Oh, lucky me.” He smirked in what he presumed a sexy move but for Alex was a bit cringe.

“Lucky no one, I hate to say this but I presume you don't know who I am-”

“No, I heard from someone your name’s Alex and you have one of the biggest YouTube channels in the UK.”

Mystery man said, sounding proud of himself, Alex took a deep breath and sighed slowly.

“Ok-ay, you look like a nice lad and everything-”

“Wait don't finish, I was going to ask you anyways, my names Jason, and of course you can have my number-”

“What! No-”

“Better yet we can follow each other on Instagram-”

“Jaso-”

“I'm staying here for a week-”

“Mate shut u-”

“How about we go out for a date?”

“If you'd let her finish, you'd know that she's not interested.” JJ said coming up from behind her protectively, he stood beside her with his shoulder coming up in front of Alex, blocking her a little.

“What? I'm sorry we were having fun, and I think she was about to agree to go on a date with me.” That bastard wouldn't back down or take a hint it seemed even if it was written right in front of him.

“Oh believe me she was about to say no, and you better hope no one noticed or took photos of you annoying her because if that happened, not my fans, not her fans but her boyfriends fans would have your head. And there's a lot of them.” JJ told him sternly, the guy scoffed, took Alex's drink that was just placed down, drowned it and scattered away with his tail between his legs. “Can't leave you for five seconds.”

“What did I do? He was an asshole who wouldn't shut up.” Alex huffed and rolled her eyes.

“I was serious though, about the Harry's fans thing.” JJ said and they both started walking around, doing a final round around the room before they'll leave.

“Its not the fans I'm worried about.” Alex muttered knowing how Harry can get jealous sometimes, he'll kick himself for not coming. He doesn't like these kinds of events anyway, usually Alex goes with one of her friends. Females more than males but this time no one was free to come, but he hates when people hit on her and rightfully so. 

***

No one took a picture of what happened, but a video made its way online. You can't hear what's being said but Alex's face says it all, she looks uncomfortable and you can see him cutting her off and how frustrated the female got, she was slightly leaning back as well. Theories were made online, body language experts dissected the short video to bits and Harry's fanbase were pissed. They may have hated Alex when they found out they were dating, but it's been proven that she makes Harry happy and that she's the one for him and thus they became protective of her. Their fan bases are basically one.

Once Harry saw the video on Twitter, he's been tagged over and over again, he called Alex and when she didn't pick up he called JJ.

“It's for you.” JJ said handing Alex the phone, she picks up after seeing her boyfriend's name on the screen.

“Hi.”

“Hey, Lexy.” Harry greeted. “Did you guys leave?”

“Yeah, we're going back to ours, JJ and I will have dinner there.” She informed him, JJ was looking at her expectedly, and he knew why Harry was calling.

“That's fine, that's fine… and are you okay?”

“yeah, I'm fine, we had fun today.” Alex looks at JJ and raises an eyebrow.

“Until someone hit on you I presume.” 

“Until someone hit on me and couldn't take a hint.” JJ suppressed a laugh, he was proven right, he couldn't blame Harry, he would've done the same thing. “But don't worry, JJ helped me handle it.”

“Yeah, I saw in the video… I wish I was with you.” Harry's voice lowered a bit.

“It's fine Harry, I mean I would've loved if you'd come but its not your thing and that's fine, we've talked about it before.” Alex tries to comfort her boyfriend.

“I know, I know, I just don't like when someone tries to flirt with you.” 

“I get you completely… Look, let's talk about it later okay?”

“Yeah, sure, I'll call you before I go to bed.”

“Okay, love you Harry.”

“Love you too, Lexy.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.”

“He took it better than I expected.” JJ said taking his phone back, they were closing in on Alex and Harry's place.

“Believe me he's pissed, he's just too far to do anything.”

***

Alex was right. Sort of…

Harry was pissed, he didn't like what happened one bit. And yes he was too far, but with his brother and sister edging him on he did something from his place in Guernsey. He took to his Instagram that he doesn't really post on anymore.

He posted unseen photos of him and Alex in lovey dovey poses and some sexy ones as well, the internet went crazy with this, it was taken as a direct response to what happened that night. And jealous Harry made everyone so happy, the fans LOVED it. 

The Sidemen chat was on fire.

E: oh my god bogg!!!

V: wtf have i just seen 😳

T: you lot need jesus 🙏 🙌 

JJ: *VN of him laughing hysterically*

J: no one piss Harry off again

S: no 

its don't come near Alex again

V: tbh I think fans will try to get him jealous to see more pics like that

E:I need to wash my eyes with holy water

T: why are they not responding

A: Harry's on his way back

And I'm currently hiding in a hole

J: u didn't know he'll post those

A: Fuck no i didn't

Best believe I was surprised when I got a notification from Instagram that he posted smth 

JJ: this makes it so much better 😂😂

A: My family is coming for a visit next week 😭😭

S: you're dead

E: no he's dead

Rip to Harry

J: rip 

Will u take his shares of sidemen

A:No? I wish 

His family I think

V: better get married before he dies then

T: mate have you met Harry 😂

A: You know we started dating when he was 20

its been 5+years since we started dating and my finger is without 💍

J:tell him to hurry up

JJ: that's what Freya has been saying

S: mate you're the last person to talk

A: Anyways pray for us My family group chat is blowing up

S: strategic move from his part to post and then disappear 

E: bro knows whats waiting for him

🥲😭

Incoming call 

*Harry ❤*

H: Hey

A: Hey

H: I'm 30 minutes from home

A: okay, food will be ready when you arrive

H: thanks

*silence*

H: I'm sorry I posted without telling you, but I couldn't help it, I was pissed off and then Rosie and Josh were egging me on and-and it j-just slipped.

A: Okay I'm ignoring the slipped part, because slipping didn't make you press Instagram and click the post button, choose multiple pictures before posting. 

Anyways I'm not mad Harry, I wish you would've given me a heads up, told my family to not look, but I'm 100% not mad.

H: thank god, I thought you'd be mad at me

A: If I was, I wouldn't make your favourite food.

H: you're an angel

A: say that after we see my family next week.

H: can't we cancel

A: no can do, they're in London for a wedding, and they'll come over to our house… you can come late or something but you have to see them.

H: I'm scared to open your brothers texts

A: me too

H: open them together?

A: definitely 

H: see you in abit love

A: see you my green boyfriend 

H: come on n-CLICK

[fuckyeahgoodomensfanfic]

Good Omens Fic Rec: stalwart sun, wily moon

Anthony J. Crowley is a world-class art thief with a complicated past who, until now, had been pretty content with going through life as part of a prolific black market art trafficking ring. He enjoyed the thrill and danger of the hunt, especially if it meant he got to travel the world, play with state-of-the-art technology, and make enough money to afford anything he could ever want. That is, until a simple logistical hiccup leads him straight into the path of one Aziraphale Fell, former Head Conservator of the British Museum turned antique repair shop owner. Suddenly, there's a space in Crowley's life that only Aziraphale seems to fill, but his clandestine life of crime paired with Aziraphale's industry connections and indomitable penchant for good seems like a relationship doomed to fail. Little do they both know, the strands of friendship, morality, and deception in their shared circles of the London art world are interwoven in even more complex ways than either of them could have expected...

Length: 369,866 words

AO3 Rating: Mature

Best for: Safe in Public, Slow Burn, Human AU

Triggers: Past Abuse, Violence

Read it here, fic by dustnhalos

Note: this is a locked work you must be logged into AO3 to view

*Minor Spoilers* This one was recommended to me by @aq-uatic! I had just posted about Fakes and Forgeries, which is another art thief AU, so they sent this one over for me to read! This story is a powerhouse! Not only does it boast a very engaging plot, but it is also well-researched and well-planned! A true epic.

The length of this story is both a blessing and a curse. On one hand, I loved the rich details and care put into the descriptions of artworks and settings, making it very easy to immerse myself in the world. I was also grateful that the climax of the story unfolded slowly, without rushing through towards the end. Having details gradually presented made the payoffs even greater. On the other hand, sometimes it became a little too wordy for its own good, crossing a line where it started to feel like a Wikipedia page. Additionally, it wasn't the right time and place for me when I tried reading it in shorter increments during breaks between working and cleaning. I was getting frustrated by the slow plot progression in those 20-30 minute spans. Once I committed to only reading this in larger blocks of time, I had a lot more fun with it! (ironic note to make on an extremely wordy rec post eh?)

I particularly loved the characterizations in this one. I found all of the side characters to be excellently written and, more importantly, welcome. There was never a moment when I felt annoyed by the appearance of a side character. The relationship between Aziraphale and Crowley is integral, but their plot line isn't the only one worth reading. Canon characters are conveniently rewritten into their new places, but don't just feel like names attached to OCs. Deep down, they remain the characters we know, just with new backstories. Warlock was a particular favorite of mine. Speaking of OCs, they're great here! I was very intrigued by the new characters, and their histories to our characters. Crowley's backstory was heartbreaking, and I loved the mystery of putting all the pieces together.

One small note I'll make about Aziraphale and Crowley: my favorite detail of their relationship in this story was their passion for fashion. It's refreshing to see Aziraphale described as fashionable rather than merely 'old-fashioned'. He possesses his own sense of style and takes great pride in it, which was very much appreciated. The fact that they can keep up with each other in style, knowledge, and culture, was so enjoyable.

Safe in public, but keep in mind what I said about pacing. Maybe shorter blocks work for you, but for me I really needed those longer sessions with this. It's also written as ace friendly! The mature tag is for violence/themes there is no sexual content here. Oh and this features amazing artwork as well!! I actually recognized many of the pieces included and had no idea they were tied to this story! I really enjoyed this story, and I'm constantly impressed with the stories you guys come up with.

Read it here, fic by dustnhalos

[ink-flavored]

10-15 for any of your ocs that have pets?? :0

will do! i will talk about Sofía from P&J, and her kitty Marbles

10. If they have multiple pets, do they get along? Are they even allowed to be in the same room together?

She's only ever had one pet, but if she did opt to get more than one cat, Marbles wouldn't be so much "aggressive" as "so so scared and shy and running away forever." It would take some time for him to get used to having a new creature in the house. And having to share Sofía's cuddles.

11. Is their pet considered a “normal” pet that lots of people have, or an “exotic” pet that’s uncommon to find?

Yeah, in America in a city it's really common to have a cat. She adopted him from a shelter among dozens of options.

12. Is their pet considered dirty, dangerous, or otherwise socially unacceptable to keep? How does this impact their decision to have one?

For Sofía specifically, her parents were pretty against having an animal in the house, even if having a cat is socially common. She begged for a kitten throughout her childhood until she was old enough to realize it just wasn't gonna happen. She adopted Marbles almost as soon as she moved out, but kept him secret for a while so it would be harder for her parents to try to convince her to take him back to the shelter.

13. Why did they want a pet in the first place?

She thinks they're cute!! She wanted to the joy of a little guy living in her house!

14. What did they expect when they got their pet(s)? Was it an accurate expectation?

Like a lot first-time cat owners going off pop culture knowledge of cats, she thought she was getting a low-maintenance dog. Cats are easy, they sleep most of the day and eat for the rest! You don't have to exercise them like dogs, you don't have to train them, and they do silly things! Wow!

Marbles was, and continues to be, a very shy cat around people he doesn't know well, which included Sofía in the beginning. She had to unlearn some of the popular myths about cats she'd been inundated with in order to make him comfortable in his new home. Instead of just treating him like a small dog, she put in the work to learn what having a cat actually means. Her expectations weren't very accurate, but she was able to adjust for the sake of taking care of her little guy. And also to stick it to her parents.

15. Have their opinions of animals changed since they got their pet(s)?

Her love of cats has remained steadfast as ever, and she's always thought they were adorable. Now that she knows more about cats, and how to take care of them properly, her love has deepened. She can read Marbles' body language, give him proper enrichment, and understand what's best for his health, as well as thinking he is so so cute and baby 🥺🥺🥺

[try out my ask game about your OC's pets!]

[ladysomething]

atp I don't even know why I keep asking stuff as an anon. my identity has been revealed but fuck it.

one more time, let's do 5+1

1. Charles thinking he's the world's most clever person ever has me on the fucking floor. you go get them babe. yes, surely keeping the other idiot satisfied is only because you want to escape. of course sweetie. but question: are omegas more prone to their alpha, or that only goes so far and then they actually can control the feelings said alpha causes on them?

2. Max is an idiot, isn’t he? like, I actually want to open his brain to see how the fuck it works because I am amazed at its capacity (or lack of it/j)

3. I have a thing for the starved man comparision, and it's lovely to see such an accurate scenario for it. because Max actually short-circuited. he's just a man and Charles broke his brain in what? like, less than 5 minutes?

4. Carlos is a little rat, but I'm actually thankful that's he's not like. gross. (please, I'm begging you on my knees. don't make him or other drivers gross) I have this thing where I can kinda stand when oc are gross and little shits, but, even if some would consider said person a little shit (completely reasonable, people are allowed to not like drivers) I don't like it when on fics, they're outright assholes and disgusting craps, cause I don't know with certainity if they are like that irl. idiots and that I can do but over that is too much to bear for me. that's the point where I am reminded that they're real and that stuff. of course, is totally on you, and I don't expect anything, but picture me making puppy eyes at you on this one. and I was wondering, what is he? a beta or an alpha? it probably was said somewhere but I don't remember. because according to my reasoning, he's a beta because he was not in the auction. or was he?

5.I'm so fucking glad I chose wygig as this year's questionable fic. I love it and I have now developed a deep emotional dependence towards it. but haven't we all? (this is to say I love it)

+1. glad you're enjoying (I'm also trip anon btw) had I been in Italy, I would've loved to go to the bar to watch the race. even though I've never gone to watch a race at a bar in Rome, in Italy, depending on where you go, it can be really exciting and ehmmm... definetely an experience, may I call it that way. but sadly, first of all there's a four hour drive from Toscana to Rome and I would get my ass even flatter, and second I left months ago. maybe next time

and as you may have noticed, I gave up with trying to tell you how many points there will be in my ask. have a nice day Mads, enjoy your vacay hun!

look I'll honest. you say your identity has been revealed but you could be any of a handful of anons that have revealed their identity to me. so my terrible memory means that your secret is still safe!

wellllllll ... hm. omegas are definitely more SUSCEPTIBLE to their alphas e.g. with the alpha voice. but anything Charles feels is his real feelings.

haha Max IS an idiot, but so is Charles. they're two idiot peas in an idiot pea pod.

yeah no for real, Max's brain was completely broken. it was like Christmas morning for him haha

Carlos is a beta - basically everybody is a beta. there's only one person whose designation hasn't been revealed yet, but they're not a driver, so. you can pretty much just assume that everybody is a beta. as for making drivers assholes - I don't really do that in general, because usually it's too one dimensional for what I'm writing. it's fun in some scenarios (particularly shorter fics) but even the drivers who are currently 'villains' aren't outright bad people.

hahaha and at the rate it's going, it's length will mean it probably lasts half the year too haha

+1. yeah, I'm really excited!!!! I was kind of like ... if I can't go to Iola, then this is simply an experience I MUST have. cheering for ferrari while they're driving in Italy while I'M in Italy??? ahhhh.

thank you so much, you have a great day too!

[moth-apocalypse]

Trying my hand at posting fanfic, except I wanted to project onto my ghoul oc ... (please be nice ill cry im so nervous about sharing any writing/j)

around 800 words of me projecting my chronic pain onto Pyre below !

It had been a long day for the small ghoul, yet there was still so much left to do. Pyre glanced at the list that Papa had given him (and tried to ignore how he still wasn't used to seeing Copia's name there, not Terzo,) and sighed as he checked off the tasks he had done. There were some things Pyre had never really fully regained after having his element ripped from him, and everyone knew his short-term memory was absolutely one of those things.

His next task was to get the boxes of supplies from the front hall, and then take them to the infirmary. Not too bad, Pyre thought as he walked to the front of the ministry building, waving to most of the people he passed. He noticed how his knees and hips were starting to ache a bit, but he shrugged it off. He had felt worse. When he finally saw the supplies, he tried to hide his dread as a Sister handed the boxes to him with a cheery face. The boxes were so heavy, and the infirmary was on the other side of the building – not something that was going to help the growing aches in his legs. The Sister seemed to notice the ghouls discomfort as she apologized for how much there was to carry, but Pyre waved her off with a smile. He knew it wasn't her fault. It wasn't anyone's. He really should be used to the heavy lifting right now. He was summoned to carry the heavy equipment of the touring ghouls – why was carrying some boxes a struggle now..?

He was determined though, and would never leave tasks he was supposed to do for someone else. So he picked up the boxes, and started walking. When he finally got into the infirmary, he was too focused on the boxes to see how Aether flinched, or the concerned look on Omega's face. He placed the boxes down and looked at them with a very forced smile. “Here ya go!” he said cheerily. “All the supplies you ordered. One box of bandages, some more blood pressure cuffs, and—”

“Pyre,” Aether interrupted, a horrified look on his face, “What the fuck.” Pyre looked over, genuinely confused. But before he could speak, Omega was making him sit on one of the infirmary beds. 

“What? Did I do something wrong?” Pyre asked nervously. He looked over the boxes, trying to figure out if he had missed something.

Omega sat Pyre down and waved Aether away, before looking at Pyre with an exhausted look and sighing.

“Remember how I told you how all our quintessence is connected?” Omega asked.

“Yeah..?”

“And remember how that means we can all feel how the others are feeling if we don't make an effort to hide it?” Pyre looked confused, trying to figure out what Omega was implying before Omega just said it outright. “We can feel how you're feeling right now. And how the hell are you standing?”

Pyre tilted his head, as he continued to look at Omega in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“Pyre, don't play dumb,” Omega said with a sigh, his tail swatting behind him in irritation, “I can tell you're in pain. You're making my legs feel like they're about to fall off. I can only imagine how bad it is for you.”

“...Ohhhhh….” Pyre mumbled to themself, as they realized the issue. He looked at Omega and went to stand, but that was quickly met with them being pushed back to sit down. “I'm fine! That's just how I always feel. It's fine.”

Omega paused, looking even more concerned. “Sorry… Always?” Pyre nodded, not understanding the issue. He’d just always assumed it was just another effect of his element being taken, and then having a new one forced in. It had messed with his vessel in other ways, he just assumed this was another way. Omega looked sadly at the smaller quint, knowing thats what Pyre was thinking. “Pyre, thats not normal. Youre going to go back to the den, and rest, alright? And if you feel this bad again, you come to me, or Aether, or anyone else. Got it?”

Pyre immediately went to protest. He had work to still get done! “But—”

“No,” Omega interrupted firmly. “No arguing. Ill ask someone else to finish up your last few errands. I'm not letting you work like this. Not right now, when we don't have a plan on how to manage your pain.” The larger ghoul helped Pyre stand, using some of his magic to calm his pains as he led him to the infirmary door. “Right to the den. And rest. No arguing about it.” He said again, just to get it in his mind. 

“And don't think you have to deal with it alone.”

[moshieee]

More random questions bc im delving deep.

Is it like, forced employment, or like can the souls just go ‘nah’ and leave

What does a powerful soul entail? Since I know I’m pretty sure lots of people would have different interpretations of it

You said it’s an inbetween, so like, a stasis,.: do the moon and sun directly control that stasis, or do they just have the ability to snatch souls and go “you’re my friend now, we’re having soft tacos later” type thing?

Ik it sounds stupid, but, is there a way to… leave? In a sense? Like since it’s between life and death, what if someone gets chosen and all, their a ‘strong soul’ and like in a coma or any other instance between life and death, but then they get help and become better (back to being fully alive again) or they die, so not being in the middle anymore, would they be able to ‘leave’ in a sense, or would they be stuck?

And final question

For now, better watch out/j /lh

You said the moon and sun have tried to interfere for souls they really like, so, theoretically… they can mess with the ‘real’ world?

Totally not asking this bc one of my main OC’s in like every version has ‘hallucinations’ of a sort, and so if they were alive and saw that stuff (I purposely didn’t swear just now since I know you don’t like it-) they’d just be there like “what the fluff is going on?”

I'll answer the questions that don't count as spoilers

1 can the souls choose not to be picked? They don't have the slightest say in the matter of that choice but might subconsciously resist while be- *gets shot*

2 powerful souls? That will be explained later...

3 sun and moons control over the in between and what is it? They control almost everything in the in-between but believe much of it to be below them... (They're gods)

If you want to know what the in-between is I believe it's in the main info page but I might have to edit it since it is a bit confusing

4 can the chosen souls be in a coma/revive? They're like ghosts they have to be crossing over, aka dying to be chosen so no comas and they weren't going to go back to life even if they weren't chosen

they can get memories of their life back but... Not in the way you might think...

5 is there a way to leave? Does abstraction in TADC count as leaving? If not then I don't think what happens here counts either... Yea definitely not

6 sun and moon interfering with the real world?

7 can people see in/out of the in-between? not usually but it is possible since there is overlap between the realms.... so make your OC have as many mental breakdowns as you like while they think they're going crazy ~

Ask more if you wish but know I will be limited in what I can answer till I finish the comics...

[bi-bard]

There's So Much I Wanna Tell You, But I Don't Know If It'll Fit - Joel Miller Imagine [The Last of Us]

Title: There's So Much I Wanna Tell You, But I Don't Know If It'll Fit

Pairing: Pre-Outbreak!Joel Miller X Reader

Word Count: 1,177 words

Warning(s): none that I know of

Summary: [Inspired by "Sunday Crossword" by J. Maya] Joel and (Y/n) attempt to maintain a boundary between them. However, their feelings grow regardless of what they want and they're left questioning if that boundary was set out of respect or out of fear.

Author's Note: I'm working on the next part of this OC, but I wanted to write something simple and cute.

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There was a period of time when I was convinced that I was happier before I met Joel.

It felt like there was a lot less stress then.

It wasn't that Joel didn't treat me well. He did. Very well. But that on its own was a problem.

Joel and I had been going on casual dates for a while. Coffee or lunch together, we'd meet for a movie or a drink, we'd go for walks together. It was all very... safe.

Joel never stayed the night at my house. I had never even been to his. We never used any kind of label for what we were. We were seeing each other, we were exclusive, but calling ourselves seemed careless. In all honesty, it felt like I was in high school all over again.

I always understood Joel's hesitance. He had a daughter. I had never heard a dad talk so much about how proud they were of their kid. He saw her as nothing less than the sun. I could just see it. Bringing anyone new into his life had to be done with caution because they would become a part of her life too. I respected that.

But that didn't change my growing feelings for him. I couldn't count the number of times that I had to physically bite my tongue to keep myself from saying that I loved him.

It was awful.

The dynamic that I had with Joel was something that I had imagined having. Sweet and loving and funny. It was almost perfect.

And yet, I couldn't say the one thing that I wanted to say most.

I didn't think that I ever would get that chance.

Until we went to the movies one night.

I had mentioned to Joel that there was a horror movie coming out that I had wanted to go see. He offered to go with me one weekend while Sarah was over at a friend's house.

"'28 Days Later,'" Joel read off the ticket as we waited at concessions. "Never heard of it."

"It's set in London after some kind of illness has set in and turned the people into monsters driven by pure rage," I explained.

"I see... social commentary?"

"Shut up," I replied, chuckling at him. "You'll like it. I think. If you don't... I'll pay for dinner next time."

"You've got yourself a deal," he grinned at me. I nodded.

There was a moment before I spoke up again, "Thank you for this, by the way."

"You've got nothing to thank me for," he muttered before leaning over to kiss the side of my head. I felt myself bite my tongue as he leaned back. It was an instinct now.

Despite all of the hesitation, moments like these were the best.

Or they usually were.

When Joel leaned back, I saw him look past me and his face dropped. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned around, looking for someone who was looking at us.

"Joel," I said once I didn't see anyone. "What's going on?"

"My daughter's here," he replied.

"Really," I asked.

He nodded.

"You said that she was at a friend's house."

"Because I thought she was," he explained. "I didn't know they had plans to come see a movie."

I chuckled.

"What?"

"You're acting like a teenager getting caught by their parents," I shrugged. "I'm not sneaking into your room so we can make out. We're two adults on a date."

"I just... I wanted to plan this better."

"I know," I nodded. "But the universe doesn't really give a shit what you plan."

"Yeah... you're right."

A new voice joined the conversation, "Dad?"

"Here we go," he muttered before looking at his daughter. "Hey... what are you doing here?"

"Could ask you the same question," she crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm here to see a movie," he said. "With a friend."

I waved. "I'm (Y/n)."

Sarah looked back and forth between us for a few moments. "Are you guys on a date?"

I tried to hide the shocked laugh that wanted to escape me. I looked over at Joel, who didn't look away from her.

"Yeah... we are," Joel admitted. "We have been for a little while now."

"I knew it!" she pointed at him. "I knew you didn't have that many friends to be meeting that often."

"Hey!" he replied.

"Anyway," she turned to me. "It's nice to meet you. I have to get back to my friends."

I nodded. "Have fun. It was nice meeting you too."

I turned back to Joel, who was very clearly tense. Again, he looked like a teenager getting caught by his parents.

"Hey," I touched his arm. "That went about as well as could be expected."

"Yeah, yeah... you're right."

"I often am."

"Alright," he mumbled. "Come on. Line's moving."

I just chuckled to myself before continuing to walk forward.

We stayed pretty much silent until we got into the theater. We were early, mostly because of my insistence. We found our spots, waiting for the rest to fill up and for the film to start.

I felt my mind starting to wander. The thing that Joel was most worried about was his daughter. But now, I've met her. We seemed to be fine with each other, even though it had only been a few moments. So... that should be at least somewhat resolved. Right?

I didn't need to hesitate anymore, right?

"You alright?"

I looked over at Joel when he spoke up.

"You're not already scared enough to leave, are you?"

"Shut up," I nudged him. "It's nothing. I'm fine."

He raised an eyebrow at me.

"I just... I need to say something and I don't know how you're gonna respond to it," I said. "It's... It's nothing bad. I don't think so, at least."

"Then I probably won't think so either," he replied. "Come on... tell me."

I took a deep breath before speaking up. "Joel... I love you."

There was a long pause. One where we were just looking at each other and not a single word was spoken. I felt a sense of dread in my stomach. I wanted to go hide in a hole somewhere. I had overstepped. I had been so careful and I still fucked it up. And now I was gonna lose the best thing that I had ever had.

I was ready to push myself out of my seat and leave him there. "I'm sorry-"

"Hey," Joel grabbed my hand. "I... I love you."

"Really?"

"Yeah... I just... I didn't want to rush you into something."

"Oh," I muttered. "That's why I didn't say anything."

"A pair of geniuses here, aren't we," he chuckled, relaxing a bit more into his seat.

"Yeah, guess so.

I leaned over and hesitantly rested my head on his shoulder. I only truly relaxed when I heard a quiet hum come from Joel as he did so.

I grinned to myself.

And just like that, the best thing I had ever had became even better.

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Author's Note: For just a dash of additional heartbreak, the U.S release of 28 Days Later was in June of 2003, so this all happened and then Joel and (Y/n) got like three months together before the world went to shit.

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warnings: none, just fluff.

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Beatrice blinks when she sees the blue Bronco rolling to a park in front of the hospital, fixing her shoulder strap as she stands up from the bench with Nicole holding onto her neck, “Look,Nikki, it’s dada!”

Nicole stopped chewing on her teething ring to snap her head in Rooster’s direction, the toy slipping from her hold - but Beatrice caught it before it hit the floor - and she squealed happily, stretching her arms to Rooster. Beatrice smiles up at him, her brows furrowing just a bit when he walked up with his hand behind his back, ‘Whatcha got in there?” she asks, tilting her head just a bit.

Rooster grins mischievously as he approaches Beatrice and Nicole. He reveals his hidden hand, holding a small bouquet of flowers, their vibrant colors contrasting against the neutral of his uniform. "I figured I could surprise my two favorite people in the whole wide world," he says, his voice filled with warmth, his smile widening at his wife’s expression.

Beatrice's eyes widen in surprise, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she looks at the beautiful bouquet. "Oh, Bradley, they're stunning," she says, her voice filled with genuine appreciation, clearly not expecting such a gift. "Thank you."

Rooster leans in to give Beatrice a quick kiss on the lips before turning his attention to Nicole, who's reaching out for him with excitement. He scoops her up into his arms, their daughter giggling and squirming in delight. "Hey there, my little princess," he coos, pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead, bouncing her a bit on his arms, “This is the first of many flowers dada will give you- can she sniff flowers?”

“I think so.” Beatrice says as she gently thumbs each soft petal with her fingers, “She does that sometimes when we’re out at the garden, so I don’t see why she couldn’t.”

“Alright,” he kissed Nicole’s cheek before grabbing Beatrice’s bag from her shoulder, “...how’s your dad?”

Beatrice crosses her arms, the tiny bouquet tucked under her arm as she shrugs,"He's hanging in there," Beatrice replies, her expression growing more somber. "The doctors are doing their best, he’s sleeping right now."

Rooster's eyes reflect concern as he listens, his grip tightening slightly on Beatrice's bag. "I know baby, at least he’s sleeping. Is Michael going to stay there now." he asks as he leads them to the Bronco.

“Leo is, Cyn is going to stay with mom alongside Bri and the girls. Bibi is…taking a hard time understanding what’s going on from what Leo told me. So he thinks it’d be better if Cyn stays at the house, away from the hospital.” she thanks him when he opens the door for her, but she waits until he puts Nicole on her seat to enter the car.

Their little daughter just smiles as her mother places the vibrant bouquet next to the seat, kicking her tiny legs with excitement because of the colors!!! Beatrice laughs at Nicole’s joy, kissing her forehead and leaning back so Rooster could close the back door.

Beatrice reaches out and places a comforting hand on Rooster's arm, the hand slides around his bicep and her other arm joins the hold, with her cheek pressed against his shoulder as she closes her eyes while she hugs him. He doesn’t say anything, he just lets her do that as he stands by,”You are warm.”

“Well I did just get out of work.” he smiles, kissing her head, “That’s probably why.” Rooster waits until she’s ready to let go of his arm to enter the car, all the while keeping his eyes on her. She looked exhausted, absolutely tired and ready to fall on her face at any second, maybe she should take a short nap when they got home since she didn’t have to work that night.

As Beatrice gets inside and he soon follows suit, he keeps his eyes on her after latching on the seatbelt. She was leaning her head back on the seat, eyes closed, hands on her lap and her whole form was tense, “Baby.”

Her brow flicks in his direction but her eyes remain closed, “Yeah?”

“Why don’t we order tonight?” he asks as he turns the car on, “What are you feeling?”

She opens her eyes after a few seconds, then focuses on him, “...I want tacos. I’ve been thinking about having tacos ever since this morning, can we?”

“We can do a Mexican feast.” he smiles, using his palm’s heel to turn the wheel on the road so they could go back home. “I never say no to Mexican food.” her smile is relieved when he says it and her eyes don’t stay open for long after that. He lets her sleep on the passenger side, head tilted against the window and her hair falling over her face like a shield from the outside.

He rubbed his chin before propping his elbow against the window as he drove away, thinking on how he was going to break to Beatrice he was leaving in three days. He knew Rafael wasn’t going to be out of the hospital for a while, he couldn’t answer how long it’d take…so he had to prepare Bea. He hated it. He truly did.

Rooster drives the Bronco quietly, his eyes flicking from the road to Nicole on the back seat, their little girl was just as sleep as her mother, big green eyes hidden under the lids with her head tilted to the opposite side that Beatrice’s was. He steals glances at Beatrice, making sure she’s still asleep before he drops his hand on top of hers, squeezing it briefly.

They arrive home, and Rooster gently unbuckles Beatrice's seatbelt, which in turn makes her wake up, “Hm?” She jumps as soon as she hears the click, relaxing when she notices they are inside the garage, body slumping back on her seat with one hand coming up to rub her eyes, “Oh…we’re home.”

“We are, sorry for waking you.”

She smiles sleepily, gently rubbing the side of his face, “Don’t be. I’m-” a yawn distorts her words, “Glad you did.”

“You should take a nap now,” he says, stepping out of the car to unbuckle Nicole from the booster seat, Beatrice follows him to take the seven months old from his hold. She was still asleep when Beatrice snuggles her to her chest, ‘It’d be good for you.”

“I’m okay.” her husband just arches his brow, “I swear.”

“Uh-huh. Baby you look tired, you really do. I know you slept terribly and I think you should stay in bed.” he says as he unlocks the door, the dogs already scratching the wood and boofing in excitement, hurrying out of the house as the pilot pushes the door open, keeping an eye on the large canines as they surround Beatrice, curiously sniffing her shoes and clothes.

“Sorry guys,” she whispers, petting Eleanor on the head, “I probably smell like the hospital, ugh.” she runs her free hand through her hair, smiling at Rooster when he lets her step into the house first, taking the bag from her hand and closing the door behind them as soon as the dogs got back inside, “I should take a shower after bathing Nikki.”

Rooster,however,gently takes Nicole from Beatrice's arms, cradling their daughter close to his chest much to his wife’s surprise.

"You go ahead and take that shower,gorgeous." Rooster suggests, his voice filled with warmth. "I’ll bathe Nikki and set her in her crib, then join you in the bedroom.”

Beatrice blinked at him, “You sure?”

“More than anything.”

Beatrice nods appreciatively, giving him a tired but grateful smile followed by a soft breathy laugh. She heads upstairs to the bathroom, leaving Rooster and a sleeping Nicole alone. He sighs, looking down at their baby girl who just clung onto his uniform…much to his absolute horror because what sort of things could be clinging in there, “Oh,no,no, Nikki, come on.” the baby wakes up and blinks at him confusedly, “You have to clean up too.”

“Aa? Dada?”

“Dada isn’t as clean, well no,I am clean,” he discusses it with Nicole, who is just seven months old and clearly has no idea what he’s talking about, “But it’s not clean enough for you.” he opens the bathroom’s door with his shoulder, cursing because how is he going to change Nicole if he didn’t pick up her clothes. He turns on his heel and hurriedly makes his way to the nursery, opening the dresser and grabbing an onesie at random. “Sorry,Nikki. Okay.” he nods with certainty, “Time to get clean up.”

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Beatrice does fall asleep after her shower and Rooster couldn’t bring himself to wake her up. He just watches from the door with his head leaning against the door frame, a gentle smile on his face as his arms cross over his chest. He hears a voice coming from the bed, which makes his smile drop and eyebrows furl, craning his neck to check what’s going on.

He shouldn’t be surprised she was watching something on her phone and fell asleep during it. He tsks softly, walking around the bed to end whatever show she was watching, crouching by the edge so he could place her phone on the nightstand. Her phone was also running out of battery, so he was quick to latch it up with her charger before it went to zero.

Rooster stared at the scene being played, however, Addam’s Family, one of her favorite movies. More specifically the scene where Gomez is watching Morticia as she sleeps.

Look at her,I would die for her. I would kill for her…either way, what bliss.

Rooster’s eyes slowly turned upwards towards Beatrice's sleeping face, those words hitting harder that night, he had to admit. “...yeah,Gomez.” he chuckles, “I feel you,man.” he finally plugs her phone and places it within her reach, turning the volume only for messages and calls, knowing she wouldn’t like to be disrupted by anything else that didn’t involve her father right now.

He pushes himself to his feet, about to turn around when a soft hand takes hold of his, “Roos…” 

He turns his torso towards her, eyes softening, “Hey…did I wake you up?”

“...no…” she mumbles, eyes still closed and the pillow - his pillow- pushed up to her face, “...stay with me?”

Bradley’s smile was so filled with love he couldn’t say no,”Always.” he whispers, carefully crawling over her so he could stay by her side, spooning Beatrice. She decided they’d spoon considering she draped his arm over her body and pushed her back to his front, “Hmmmm…you are so warm.” she says, “...I really like how warm you always are.”

“I’m a furnace.” he chuckles, “It doesn’t bother you at all.”

“Never did.” she replies, her head touching his lips so he couldn’t help but kiss the crown of her scalp, “‘Cause it’s safe.”

Rooster's heart swells with affection as he listens to Beatrice's words, chuckling almost embarrassedly and burying his face in the brown tresses. He hugs her closer, inhaling her comforting scent as her body once again relaxes...but she doesn’t sleep yet. 

Beatrice sighs contentedly, “Is Nikki asleep?” her fingers trail up and down the hairs on his arm, creating a trail that disappears every time she moves her digit back towards his wrist.

“Like a rock.” he smiles, his free arm carefully moving from underneath her and joining its twin in a shield like pose, protecting her stomach, “She was kinda falling asleep in the bath too.”

“Yea?”

“Yeah,I…” he sucks air through his teeth, “Kinda woke her up so she’d be clean. I think she was a bit grumpy. But she didn’t take too long to fall asleep.”

“Hmmm…that’s good.’

Rooster ran his fingers over the edge of her sleeping shirt, following the bump of her stomach and smiling at how prominent it was getting. Slowly but surely.

As Rooster's fingers trace the curve of Beatrice's growing belly, he feels a mixture of awe and tenderness.  His touch lingers on her belly,he can’t feel anything yet but he knows they will soon enough. He leans in and places a soft kiss on the back of Beatrice's neck, his voice barely above a whisper. "Can you believe there’s two of them in there?”

Beatrice's fingers continue their gentle movements on his arm, her touch soothing and a laugh escape her lips when he says that. "Sometimes I can’t…then I remember they are there." she replies, her voice filled with a mix of anticipation and happiness. "I think that’ll be enough for a while,right?”

“Yeah.” he mutters,kissing her skin, “...baby. I…” better say it now, “I’m getting deployed in three days. Her fingers stop the movements on his arm and he immediately feels guilty.

Beatrice's body tenses, and she slowly turns to face Rooster, but she doesn’t appear surprised, a bit sad, but not surprised. She searches his face, trying to understand the weight of his words. "We knew it’d happen." she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "For how long?"

Rooster's gaze meets hers,clicking his tongue against his teeth. "It's a six-month deployment," he replies, pulling one of the arms from under her to hold his head upright " Cyclone talked to me this week. I didn't want to tell you earlier because of everything going on with your dad, but I thought it was better to be honest now."

Beatrice's heart sinks, but she does the best to not show it. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "I understand," she says, her voice trembling, breaking a bit of the strong persona she put up. "You have your duty, and I'm proud of you, Bradley. But...it's going to be hard. Especially with the twins coming."

Rooster nods, his hand reaching up to cup Beatrice's cheek, his thumb caressing her skin gently. "I know it's going to be tough, baby," he says softly. "And I'm sorry for adding more to your plate. But I'll do everything I can to support you from afar. We'll make it through this together."

Tears well up in Beatrice's eyes, and she leans into Rooster's touch, seeking comfort and reassurance. "I know.," she whispers, her voice filled with a mix of love and vulnerability. Her own hand came up to rub his cheek "You never broke a promise to me yet."

Rooster's expression softens, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. “And I never will.” he says, rubbing her chin,voice filled with conviction. "I am a man of my word.”

“You are.” she says softly, running her fingers over his mustache,”You really are. I don’t think I’ve met someone as honest and open as you,Roos.”

A tender smile spreads across Rooster's face, his heart swelling with love for Beatrice. He leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Well," he murmurs, his voice filled with a gentleness she can’t escape from. "You make me the better version of myself. And then Nikki came along…and now the twins."

“So you have a lot of incentive.”

“I do, yeah.”

Beatrice's lips curve into a small smile despite the tears in her eyes. She wraps her arms around Rooster, holding him close, "It’s going to be hard in the first months, I know it will…but I’ll manage it.," she whispers, her voice filled with determination. "I don’t want you to feel guilty for leaving.”

God bless her heart.

Rooster tightens his embrace around Beatrice, kissing the curve of her jaw. "I’ll try. I’ve talked to Mav about it already. He helped me a bit but it does make me feel good hearing it from you.," he says, his words filled with gratitude. 

Beatrice rests her head against Rooster's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. She takes a deep breath, inhaling his scent, committing it to memory. "I love you, Bradley," she whispers, her voice filled with unwavering devotion. "You mean everything to me. Please come back safe."

They share a silent understanding with their eyes only. Rooster rubs the curve of her cheek with his smile slowly widening, “...I will.”

Tears stream down Beatrice's face as she looks up at Rooster, her heart filled with a mix of emotions. She nods, accepting his words and nuzzling close to him. “...can I ask about the mission?” 

He props his chin on top of her head, hugging her close, “You can, but I can’t say much because I don’t know much.”

“Is it normal to have such…hush hush missions?”

He chuckles softly, rubbing the back of her head, “Sometimes,gorgeous. We can’t really ask much about it until we get there,” he says, trying his best to explain the situation in a way she’d understand, “It’s uh…I don’t know, it’s not often, but it does happen.”

Beatrice listens attentively, her curiosity mingled with concern. “And Mav is going with you?” he nods, and she smiles, “Well, at least you won’t be there alone…the guys are going too,right?”

“Yeah, but I’ll lead the mission.” he says, “We are going to ‘tutor’ the new pilots per se. Mav will stay on the ground and I’ll have a new co-pilot.”

“Really?”

“Yep. I don’t know who it’ll be yet.”

Beatrice looks away and a smile slowly forms on her face, “...maybe one of your fanboys.” he sighs heavily, trying his best to bite back his grin by looking away, “Aw come on, they are adorable…and they treat you like a rockstar.”

“Gorgeous-”

“You never did that? To anyone?” she furrows her brows, “There had to be someone who you admired a lot.”

Rooster's grip on Beatrice tightens, his eyes looking away from her "My dad…Mav- but don’t tell him that,” she makes a ‘locking’ motion over her lips. His eyes narrow because he can see she’s trying to hold back her laughter, “...don’t.”

“I’m not! I’d never share such news with my husband’s godfather because I think it’s adorable.” she looks at him impishly, pursing her lips to a smile, a smile that slowly turned into a giggle. Bradley was just happy that she was laughing, his heart light because while everything that was happening wasn’t…ideal, seeing Beatrice like that did make his heart feel at ease.

“Uh-huh…anyway, you going back to sleep?” she snuggled closer to him as an answer, wrapping her leg on his hip and clinging to him like a spider monkey, “I take that as a yes.”

“You are a very noisy pillow.” she says softly, “...thank you,Brad.”

His gaze turns warm and he hugs her close, kissing the top of her head with his whole body enveloping her, “...you are welcome,gorgeous.”

[totaleclipse573]

Okay but so can you make (or link me to) a post going over your OCs cause i am in constant confusion whenever i see them 😭

Well, if you want more info on the more lore-heavy oc's (Terios and Doleon) to get somewhat of an idea, they each have tags! They're :

#terios lore

#doleon lore? (with the question mark lmao)

Has a bunch of stuff there on them. I'd link you to the Terios lore post from some time ago but some of the stuff on there is really incomplete/some parts are inaccurate due to that now. I'd be happy to tell you about my silly little oc's though! (And maybe a refresher in case anyone needs it)

I'm warning you. This WILL be long 😅 Mainly because of Terios. It's all part of an alt canon of mine (Oc Universe au) and I have a lot of oc's. GRAB SNACKS.

DOLEON

Starting with him, because he plays a HUGE part in Terios' lore and story

Essentially, he's the Black Doom of this au. (Fun fact : he was created because I had no idea how to draw actual Black Doom, nor had the energy to learn, so I made him a hedgehog/alien thing. Then I got to thinking and now he has his own separate lore jhsdbfbkjdb. It's a bit complicated.)

Centuries ago, he had six other brothers (who also each have their own tag, just their names) https://www.tumblr.com/totaleclipse573/739530015615664128/can-i-dump-some-lore-on-yall-real-quick-actually?source=share

This explains everything pretty well I think. Still check out the tag itself if you'd like more info! (You should probably know for later, this guy right here is the definition of "I ALWAYS COME BACK >:D")

Personality wise, he's very egotistical, has a burning hatred for humans and humanity, and is always seeking power. He tends to see himself as much more intelligent and overall better than others (even though some *cough cough Starline cough* perceive him as dumb due to not knowing much about Earth or how things work on this planet.) While sometimes impulsive, he also really knows how to put up a good battle strategy wise. As of now, he (along with Shadow, Eclipse and Terios,) are the only remaining Black Arms left. (ALSO AS OF NOW : he met Starline, WHO IS TOTALLY ALIVE AFTER ISSUE 50, and they decided to form a partnership for each others own secret benefits, planning to stab one another in the back afterwards. They never do 😭 They're just really gay 😭)

TERIOS

(Cw for child abuse)

2000+ years after the Doleon shards incident, Terios is the accidental twin to Shadow, the initial project being rather mysteriously cloned. The only real explanation found had something to do with energy. This "clone" looked a bit off, with features that pointed to the idea that it seemed to hold more Black Arms DNA (ex. long pointed tail, all sharp teeth, green blooded, clawed fingers.)

But Doleon takes notice to that little mistake in the process. He can use that to his advantage. A pact is rather forcibly made, once the now two projects are finished, Doleon is entitled to one of them to use for his own purposes. He's part of the reason they even exist. He can make things happen if he doesn't get his way. (Geraldoom divorce arc /j)

He takes the black and white-striped one (who doesn't seem to want to be away from its twin it only JUST met, annoyingly.) It seems to be the exact opposite of it's twin, who is loud and confident. It (he can't keep calling this thing an it, for Supreme's sake...his name is Terios now) should be easier for what he has planned.

So while Shadow grew on the ARK, Terios grew on the Black Comet. And uh..............it was rough. He's essentially a victim of child abuse and a hell of a lot of manipulation. Brainwashed for years.

Doleon has Terios for his future plans now, but the downside on his end is that he now actually has to "care" for this small child until he’s old enough to begin his training.

But uh. Well...

Here's something from his lore tag regarding...a certain huge part of his lore

And some art of bitty him

Terios (and Shadow) grew rather quickly (in terms of appearance.) Doleon took that as a sign of "he's old enough" and the brutal and quite frankly traumatizing training began. He would be the BEST, and this was the way to make sure of that. He could never mess up, never make a mistake, he had to be perfect. And he made sure Terios knew that too. Every mistake he made would get him clawed at. The more severe the mistake, more likely the deeper the gash. (Learn how to heal yourself with that energy...or don't, and suffer. Sometimes, if his mistake was so bad, he wouldn't even be allowed to heal with the energy.) It was always on one of his arms or on his face. More often would he get shouted at, grabbed and tossed to the ground like some kind of rag doll. The lesson he eventually had to learn?

Don't ever mess up. On anything. Expect pain and suffering otherwise.

There's also this one other little habit he was eased into...

He doesn't hate his father for these things though. He still cares deeply for him and doesn't ever wish to disappoint him, as he's been doing. Father's doing this for a good reason...! Terios would soon be passed the honor of the power the Shards of Chaos hold, he needed a lot of training and discipline to be able to handle that...!

And that's what he told himself. Every. Time.

This goes on for a few years, and he's gotten much better with his training (he pretty much had to, the injuries weren't healing fast enough.) He rarely speaks unless told to, he's terribly obedient, he's tired, he's hurting, but it doesn't matter. He's what he's supposed to be! He's finally near perfection! (Except for these weird sparks and bursts of shard energy he gets whenever he feels sad...or angry...maybe he could just drown that out?)

Then things get crazy bc Tikal is here now. LET ME EXPLAIN PLEASE-(I first made Terios' story when I was like, ten years old? XD He's a revived oc)

Short summary : In this AU, Tikal is more like a free-ranging spirit. Tikal knew Doleon and his brothers, way back then. She was a ghost and could somehow get through the strange barrier of this little area the brothers were confined to, so they became friends! Tikal, Kieran and Doleon specifically. She wasn't around for when the others were killed, but the last person she saw was Kieran once the barrier was no longer there. That wasn't the only thing that was broken.

Since she already knew Doleon and what he had done in the past, she knew he had no good intentions. While he was away from Terios, she appeared before the Darkhog, alerting and telling him of what the shards really were, and what they could do to a person. And Terios, of course, started to panic. Was he being corrupted right now? Was he ALREADY corrupted? He needed to escape. But how? There was no escape. 

Luckily for Terios, Tikal’s spirit was able to transport him back to where he was created, the ARK (not without Doleon putting up a fight of course.) Unluckily, however, at the time he was transported there, the whole ARK fiasco was going on, and Maria had already sent Shadow down to Earth and stuff. Now there were only G.U.N. soldiers, and they spotted him, calling him “Project Shard," for some reason (He had a separate file. There can't be TWO Project Shadow's) So he tries to run from them, but can’t, and they catch up to him. Soon enough, they lock him up in a facility, putting him into cryostasis. 

Skip about...54 (???) years (4 years after SA2) and Terios is about to be released for nothing good. And guess what.

There's a one shot for one of the parts I randomly felt like writing out one day :D

This leads up to months of subtle brainwashing (aGAIN) and being brought back to his old mentalities until Terios just HATES that one hedgehog he's never met (gee doesn't that sound a bit like another irrelevant plotline of mine-) He's fully loyal to the Black Arms and to his kind only! Finding the Shards...for Doleon...that's his destiny. That's why he exists!

And so when they finally arrive to conquer earth (and find the remaining shards,) Terios is sent out to do his job. Except he meets people. Whoops.

The first person he ever met was Rouge, out on the streets of Westopolis. She just kind of...appeared? Upside down? Flying? Apparently, she'd seen him around. The things he could do...and she'd like his assistance in a little something. She was getting in his way, he could NOT be sidetracked by some bat.

He got sidetracked by some bat. The power of Rouge everybody. (But its okay because he didn't realize it. No panic attack here.) He still found one of the Shards afterwards! She led him to it, almost...surely a coincidence. Unless she was looking for them too? For some reason? WHY WAS SHE BEING NICE TO HIM ANYWAY??? WHAT TRICKERY WAS THIS??

...Not bad, though. If his tail would stop MOVING LIKE THAT FOR AT LEAST FIVE SECONDS, THOUGH, IT WOULD BE NICER.

Going back to Doleon with the shard, he should've expected somewhat of a lecture for socializing with allies of the enemy. AND OF COURSE, he got that. He's lucky he came back with the shard...he won't be punished.

After that, Ter, being sent out to the same place as a current horde of Black Arms soldiers, runs into Tails after going astray. Lecture down the drain, somewhat. What’s his name? Why is his tail so long? Can he use it in battle? Does he have any powers? He could ask questions all day if it weren’t for Terios starting to look overwhelmed by them (which gets an apology)

All the sudden, that horde of Black Arms start raiding the area Tails and Terios are in, so Tails, knowing this as current danger, grabs Terios by the hand and tells him he knows a safe, inside place.

A more simplified summary of events that come after all this because this is getting too long already sdbjbjkacvhjj

Terios says he has to go and this happens :

(that last part will become relevant in just a bit....)

More shard hunting

Doleon is harder on Terios now that Shadow is out of the picture. He isn't STUPID, Terios, he KNOWS what you've been doing. You keep derailing. Making mistakes. You know exactly where that leads.

Terios is quite literally beaten some sense into and this is the result :

Terios soon realizes Doleon PROBABLY isn't actually trying to help him at all, and instead joines the heroes in an attempt to stop him. He's with them for a while, starts to get somewhat comfortable around them...enough so that his real self starts showing.

And it confuses most. So you mean to say, this weird looking alien hybrid thing that only first showed himself in an attempt to brutally murder Shadow, had an alliance with Doom and the Black Arms from the start, and showed nothing but pure loyalty to them, even to go so far as to declare his actions in their name for the better? He's actually just this...guy. That was really, really badly manipulated.

Look at the way he came in. Even if he wouldn't specify where all those injuries came from, he was obviously treated like garbage. Just something to be used and then thrown aside. But oddly enough, he felt safe around these people. They were supposed to be the enemy!! Just another lie. He could change!! He could be better. Not the kind of better Doleon expected him to be, the kind of better that really just felt like the right thing now.

But hoooooooooooo when Doleon finds out about this.

Terios goes back into the comet after a while of being gone, its noticeable and he's mentally beating himself up about being so stupid. It's part of the plan, though. He'll go in first, so that the others remain unnoticed. Doleon has known about everything. And, if this kid won't LISTEN, he'll just have to MAKE HIM. His mental barriers were always weak anyway...he was the one to really mold the Darkhog into that for convenience.

Um.................angst...............it naturally follows :

When the others see him walking back out again they're confused. What is he DOING?? This isn't part of what they planned at all!

Until Doleon makes himself known as well and says something like "I only took back what belongs to me! It was rightfully mine from the start..." or some other CLEARLY rage-inducing thing. It gets on Shadow's nerves specifically sooooooooo bad, the way Doleon is speaking of Terios. Doesn't matter what they do, though. Terios won't listen. He won't speak. Everything else is blocked out. He belongs here. It's where he's always belonged. He's safe now. This is all he needs. He's home again.

And if it's what the Master told him, wanted of him, he would do anything to prove his loyalty. Anything.

He's forced to fight them, and they're forced to find some kind of way to snap him out of it before he can hurt anyone. He seems to be specifically going after Shadow for the kill, though.

Once he DOES get snapped out of it, he feels IMMENSE guilt. He can see how he hurt some of them, even if it was only a little. And that hurts him

APPARENTLY DOLEON OVER HERE WAS JUST HAVING SOME FUN, BECAUSE ONLY AFTER THIS DOES HE BRING OUT THE SHARDS AND GAIN A NEW FORM ENTIRELY TO FINALLY ENACT HIS END GOAL. Luckily Shadow has the Chaos Emeralds >:D Terios, though? Still terrified, and even more so now. WHAT IS A SUPER FORM?!?!?! He might need some help...

So they have to defeat Doleon in their super forms but Terios is still very new to the concept of chaos energy and super forms and such (he's far more shard energy than chaos energy,) and there may or may not be a scene somewhat reminiscent of that one SA2 scene in my head except no one dies. HOORAY!

And after all that, Terios can finally learn to be himself with his new allies, which leads to his redemption arc!

This part of his story moreso revolves around Terios learning to break free from what had happened before, and learn to better himself with the help of others. He also needs to learn some decent self care (whether it be simple things like taking better care of his fur, or more complex things like learning to accept help with his current mental state.)

At first, he’s still a bit paranoid about everything that happened. He’s worried Doleon could somehow come back at any moment, that the Black Arms could return along with him, that he would be forcibly dragged back in again, even after his life had only just started getting better (oH the nightmare scenes.) Luckily for him, though, now he has people that can actually help with these fears, and he eventually does feel ready to try and move on. Then he feels comfortable enough to start meeting people, and interacts with more of the cast!

This is also the time where he meets Eclipse and the Dark Arms! Short summary : Terios wants to do a Steven Universe and help Eclipse the way all the others helped him. Terios just kinda randomly stumbled into him while he was out one day and got VERY much lost. Eclipse doesn't like him and his sappy “I can help you bc power of friendship!” attitude at first, but then he's able to sense Terios' connection to the hivemind. It feels a bit different than Shadow. So now he's pretty curious as to why and starts asking Terios questions. Eventually Eclipse kinda grows to like Terios, this hybrid is actually nice to him, for some reason. But then Shadow finds them. You can probably tell where that goes (It’s bad for a long while, but it eventually ends with Shadow, Eclipse and Terios all living together bc they're brothers, it’s my own little canon and I can do as I wish XD)

Some redemption arc stuff I've talked about :

Aaaaand a little something about the way he behaves, even now :

Theres one more relevant story arc for him after this, and thats the "Doom arc" I rarely talk about. So shortened version : Shards of Chaos need a new host, they literally POSSESS Terios to do so (since he already has an established connection to them,) Doleon ends up being revived by the energy anyway, due to corruption, Tikal comes back, Espio becomes a sort of mentor for Terios post-possession so he can learn how to manage his newfound unstableness, aaaaand...yeah XD Like I said, this part is more in my head than written. The possessed form is still able to be accessed, very rarely, since Ter can't control it in the slightest.

And so now he's....the way he is! He is him :D He's shy, lacking in confidence, somewhat naïve due to wanting to see the good in everyone, and rather pacifistic, a surprising trait for that of Black Arms descent. He's very sweet, but can be angered on rare occasions. And when that rare occasion happens : start running.

I also gave him a speech disorder, specifically trauma-induced stuttering. He doesn't like it since it makes him sound nervous all the time, but otherwise, he doesn't mind, barely ever notices anymore. I did a lot of research just to be able to portray it accurately (I hope)

I know this was long, but I really just wanted to be able to explain everything clearly. I have other oc's that are FAR less complex, which is most of the others, so if you want, that'll probably have to be like a part two post 😅 Hope you found my oc rambling at least somewhat interesting! (I also hope it isn't too confusing 😭)

[skelleste]

2023 Art Summary

Some of the many things I worked on over the past 365 days. More details below.

Happy New Year!

Just like last year, 2023 was full of even more character art, including a brand spanking new OC. You haven't seen much of the comic yet, because it's not done, but there's been progress on that in the background as well. I also started commissions last March. None are featured in this post so I could focus more on original art, but I wanted to give a special thank-you to all my past commissioners. Not a single one of you were a customer service nightmare, in fact it was quite the opposite. I appreciate everyone who's been kind enough to give me work and treat me well.

The rest of this post is going to be some of my favorite pieces by month, and a little about them. I usually spare my followers from most details in my posts, because there's often not much of interest to the public to say, so this is mostly self indulgent.

January

I decided to revisit Tom and Maudlin, as I hadn't drawn them much since creating them. Whenever I make a new character of importance, I try to go out of my way to put them in varied poses and expressions so that I am able to understand how their bodies work by the time I need them for a real project. It's also a great way to explore their personalities, although I feel that I'll have to push Tom's emotional side more in the future.

February

Props for the comic! It sucks to have to design things on the fly, so it helps to have notable objects designed beforehand. Especially if it's important to the plot. Some of these appear in more panels than others, but it smooths out the comic process nevertheless to have ample references on hand.

March

More character designs to spare me from designing mid-comic production. If they don't have lines in the comic, then I ask random people to assign names to them to make it fun, and because it's easier to keep straight who's who when they're not named Man 1 and Man 2. Left to right, they are Johnifer (you can already see why I name the ones with dialogue myself), Wanda, Jean Vincent, Booker, Charles, Maribelle, and Gertrude.

April

It'd be silly of me to pretend as if 90% of my output isn't shitposts. When you dedicate most of your art time to a project, then you're not going to end up making any other art unless you satisfy primitive monkey brain somehow. In my case, that's usually addressed by drawing funny shit. Early this year is when I discovered how easy it is to crack jokes with Scatterbrain. This goofiness is now embedded into her personality permanently. Expect more of this.

May

April-June is when I do my Art Fight preppin', which usually consists of me making a list of my most neglected OCs and giving them some attention. I also try to get around to eventually making all of them a reference sheet in this style, just so they have something standardized between them. This year, Walla Walla had her turn. She's a shitpost character, so I won't be drawing her much again, but she's a good excuse to draw some J-fashion doodles. My interests outside of cartoon stupidity don't really make it into my art often, so she's a minor outlet for some of it.

June

I've made even more character designs this year than last year, but they were all background characters, making Raoul the only new important one. He's been officially-unofficially written into the story since 2022, but it's very hard for me to make OCs that are written before they are designed. Everyone else was designed first and assigned a role in the plot later, so he got put off for a good while. I finally got around to it though, after I killed some darlings. He is now an all-new species, and I modified the chain design to something less clunky compared to what would be historically accurate.

July

July is, of course, Art Fight month. All other art is put on pause. This year, my favorite attack was a drawing of Enchanted Bones for my friend Bugles. I drew the character independently from the background, which is why the lighting situation is as unfortunate as it is, but we don't talk about that. Thank you to everyone who attacked me and made awesome art, I'll revenge you maybe in a few years. Sorry for the wait, but the backlog is mighty long.

August

Stanson got a slight redesign in the last year, so he can fit with the style of the comic better. He's actually the oldest character out of the bunch. I had no purpose for Scott when I made him and threw them together in the same folder. I had a few one-off designs that I figured I'd keep around in case I ever did an OCT, but these two got yoinked out of it when I started getting story ideas for the them. Stanson is a cowboy (not really), so it became a western setting to make sense of it. I plan on giving him the same sketchpage treatment the other characters have gotten, but I've been putting it off purposely for a while. You'll just have to wait.

September

And there it is, the inevitable page of Raoul getting into various mischief (and subsequently getting his ass beat half of the time). He has a very abrasive personality that gets him into trouble. I don't want the comic to be heavily action-based, but he naturally lands himself in these positions and it lets me draw characters in new situations. His introduction to the story is still a long way off at this point, but I can't wait to pit him against Scott in some slapstick shenanigans.

October

Spooky month is incredibly busy for me in real life, so there isn't as much time for art as I'd like there to be. That's why I dedicated all my time that month to trying to get Halloween art done in time. I've been a fan of Homestar Runner since childhood, and as soon as I thought that Raoul would pull off a Jigen Daisuke look, I knew I wanted to do a full Homestar-esque set of costumes. The other ideas quickly fell into place. My version came out way more detailed than theirs usually are though. The spirit of Halloween possessed me.

November

I started going full gear on the comic around this time (I think 28 hours in one week when I stayed home), so there's an absence of polished personal art here. Scatterbrain eating some spaghetti is my placeholder art for "I worked on a website a bunch instead". It's far from done, but I've made major strides since then.

December

A secret santa gift for my friend, Toby! I continued doing mostly comic work, but I also made room for a secret santa and scheduled a bunch of art trades to complete between December and March. The rest still have to be completed, so you'll see that throughout 2024. Anyway, Toby's OC, Thomas, is based on the state of Michigan. I plastered him on a postcard in front of a highway sign with some Robins because they're the state bird.

There were many more drawings of course, and you can find them scrolling through my Tumblr, or on my DeviantART (I switched to Tumblr as my main site in late August). I hope the new year brings many improvements and happiness for everyone. Last year my goal was simply to start on the comic, which I did, but it was also to get it uploadable, which I didn't. I'm gonna have to aim for the same goal again. Life things were largely fine but still tumultuous enough to throw me off-course, but now my most dangerous family member has moved out and it should be somewhat safer to live here. Not 100% safe though. It never will be. I generally avoid talking about the comic extensively as I won't have a solid release date for some time, so this is the last you'll hear of it for now outside of the rare WIP screenshot. Wish me luck and have a wonderful new year!

[godteri-takk]

I hate that i cant remember names of other peeps oc SORRY

But u have coral? It think so

To them 2, 6, 9, 18, 37, 43

And to Kation: 12, 15, 18, 24,

Anddd to u

Coral: A, B, J

Kation A, B, J as well

Oh wow this is a LOT! This'll be so fun to answer thank you :D theres art too! Image:desc in ALT

Coral (she/he)

2: How easy is it for them to laugh?

Laughter doesn't always come easy to him, and for long he was ashamed of her laughter. It's a snorty laugh in short quick puffs, I think it's really cute! She feels comfortable laughing around close friends tho, especially late at night after a long hang-out with candy and music :)

6: Do they consider laws flexible or immovable?

She want to be rebellious but in his heart, he thinks they're immovable.

9: Do they swear? First swear word?

He started swearing only after he'd Fallen, and the first one was shit xD

18: What embarrasses them?

Being wrong, wearing clothes he's not comfortable with, not having control over his body, showing people his vent-art, stuttering, being judged, being messy, a lot of things honestly.

37: Do they have a system to remember things?

She ties the thing she need to remember to a visual picture. For example, if needing to remember how to spell the word "carpet" she'll imagine a little kitty in a car. Car-pet.

43: how would they explain their sexuality?

Ooooh that could've been a post on its own tbh. No! I'll keep it brief! Coral is objectum. He's aroace when it comes to people. His beloved objects, his partners, are Boy! the bunny plushie, Rey the computer, Sugar the flip-phone and Stellar the chain. They're depicted in both the ref-sheets :) So the main type of objects he's attracted to are plushies, technology, chains and sometimes buildings :) But you know, just as with other sexualities, she's not attracted to EVERY object tn these categories, just as lesbians aren't attracted to ALL girls.

Kation (hen/she/it)

12: How do they deal with a itch in a spot they can't reach? (Thats so spesific what XD)

Can only imagine that being its back. Use a stick or rub its back against something like a corner, a tree, the couch, anything

15: How do they speak?

She talks on the spot and use a lot of slang and some swear-words, she's quite outspoken and its emotions affect their tone a lot. Its voice is kinda deep and rough/ragged, with a growl hiding just under the surface of the voice.

18: what embarrasses them?

Failing in things hen thought hen was good at, sharing vulnerable feelings, admitting flaws, being considered weak or mean

24: Are they comfortable talking about sex? With whom?

Kation is very confident in its sexuality and is comfortable with talking about it with anyone who wants to! It's just a casual topic to her.

To Me!

A: What am I excited about these characters?

About Kation I love its design and powers and personality, I love to draw hen and Imagine hen in all kinds of scenarios, how hen interact with others, anything. Designing outfits for both Kation and Coral is super fun, about Coral i love his emotional life, her facial expressions, that she's objectum, his past, his inner conflicts and problems and worries.

B: what inspired me to create them?

Kation was created because I needed a main character in my comic. Hen is a fat, nonbinary demon cus those are all things i think we should see more in media. Well... mostly the first 2, there's a lot of demons lol. But i think those 3 things is a great combo! Coral, as first depicted here, I just drew him cus I wanted to redraw the album photo for Replicas Redux by Gary Numan (with Are 'Friends' Electric? in mind). But I didn't want to draw the guy himself so i just switched him out w a demon i designed on a whim. I liked her design a lot and decided to add her to the lore of the comic i made, and make him Kations best friend, soon with lore of his own!

Question J was only for fandom OCs it seems so ... yeah :)

Wow this was fun!!! Thank you so much I hope it was interesting, either way i now have a cool post with lots of OC lore n stuff!

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ALRIGHT. SPILL EVERYTHING SILVER. I NEED TO KNOWWWWW (and if he has a masterpost that i just. failed to see. link me that right meow)

what agent number is he !! what does he look like !! does he have proper kitty features (other than his REALLY swag claws) !! how tall is he !! is he a radiant ? (if so what are his abilities !!!) whats his overall ~vibe~

omg..... i think he wld get along with pua SO WELL. HE AND NEON AND PUA THE ULTIMATE TRIO !!!! i wonder if he wld get along with shizuka and poeiva too 👀👀 (shizuka being grimshaw's assistant/apprentice and poeiva being chamber's partner and buddies with fade)

i think this may be one of the first times our ocs have directly interacted SO I AM SOOOOO STOKED AND I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING ABT HIM SO THEY CAN BE FRIENDSSSSS (sorry for all the questions 😭😭)

ASNLKDJFCB OKAY,,,,,,,, no masterpost yet cause i'm Shy:tm: and not everything is fully set in stone yet

agent number is 31, which in numerology is asociated with originality and practicality. it can still change tho i'm. unsure. appearance wise he uh. i'm putting this utc don't wanna make it too long on the dash

his ears are PUNCHED w metal, both of em. his eyes are (nowadays) yellowish orange, and glow proper orange when using his abilities. color pallete is sth along these lines, and the most distinctive aspect of his outfit beyond his big fuckoff metal claws is that he wears a (somewhat cropped) hoodie that's oversized and a lil puffed up to cover up the wiring and metal strapped to him underneath it, which he uses to charge up his claws.

he doesn't have kitty features i'm afraid but he DOES have a kitty ears hoodie. it's his warmest, comfiest hoodie. his bestest hoodie. at heart he's a lynx. he's 179cm/5'8'' tall, and he IS a radiant, through prolonged exposure to radianite. radiation. lol. bit more lore of that can be found on this unfinished lore fic omg don't look at me.

his ability is metallokinesis, he controls all kinds of metal, but it's not exactly metalbending.

the "emp thing" is what's for now his ult. he digs his claws into one of his bombs while they're charged with electricity and throws it ahead to clear an area of traps and stuff. DON'T ASK ABT ANYTHING ELSE THO I NEED TO STUDY A LIL MORE TO MAKE THAT,,,,,,,

PERSONALITY. silver's like a cat in the sense that if he likes you he's really chill and nice and charismatic. and if he dislikes you he's probably two shitty comments away from slashing your throat. BIG hatred for corpos and authority thanks to his bg, really big on Justice and Retribuition, but it's skewed by his own personal experiences and attachments. the line between justice and revenge gets blurred. but when he's chill he's SO chill. literally a buddy. loves metalworking and general crafts, he made his claws and bombs out of literal scrap. big fan of card and tabletop games. has a soft spot for kids. loves himself someone who can match his vibe.

he's adopting shizuka as a SISTER tyvm, you got my back and i got yours kinda deal, a lil bickering but if anything happens to her he's jumping out and biting. poeiva. well. anyone who associates w chamber closely is on The Shitlist i'm afraid. buddies w fade tho? that means straight up "hm" territory

god that's a lot of stuff BUT HE'S SOOOOOO WILLING TO BE BUDDIES,,,,,,, I WANT THEM TO BE FRIENDS 🥺 LET THEM INTERACT....... HOLDING HIM UP TO YOU. HE'S J A SILLY LIL GUY WHO WANTS TO DO ARTS AND CRAFTS.

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okay i think ive looked through linagram masterlist here is my review

not going to review these who im completely neutral towards like they're... just here... they exist

miki - i like her design and the savior complex is funny

akio - skrunkly, i think his average ass design is his charm point👍 also sorry about the homosexuality

aimi - i like her design and the ideas with bullying are interesting to me, also you should redraw her to a frame from carrie

shun - i find him interesting as a character, neutral about him as a person, a lot of things wrong with him for sure

naomi - gorgeous t2 design and i like her personality, i like the idea of a sort of childish adult. FUCK THEM KIDS 💥 i love when adult women go fuck them kids this is hilairous

eiko - the woman ever 👍👍 thank you for e-dating representation

asahi - skrunkly, happy that i got to draw him out of all people for the new year requests

yurika - i like her, idk why you all people are so mean to her, girls must be covered in blood at all times

riku - boy situationship with a person you're sick of much 👍👍 get it 👍👍 being idolized and because of that isolated since you're not Just a Person like everyone but also not ready to let go of being idolized since you cant experience affection in normal ways👍👍

i think my top of those i like the most would be like ... asahi > naomi > akio > riku > yurika maybes?

also i really like the idea with two (well now three) wardens, that makes the vds much more lively, and the verdicts more, thought through? since you can actually see how the arguments went in their conversations, and you dont have to twist the warden's personality to adapt to the verdict since each represents only one verdict

have you ever made smth like a popularity poll i want to know what is the general rating among the linagrammers im new to the fandom

YAYYYYYYYY

"sorry about the homosexuality" made me scream you're so right.. sometimes i think about how if akio was straight maybe all of this wouldn't have happened /j

AND OH WAIT YOU'RE RIGHT ABOUT AIMI AND CARRIE... NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT THAT IT FITS HER SO WELL ESPECIALLY WITH HER FIRST MV... writing this down writing this down

and yes, when i started thinking about naomi's character more, i actually had this idea that like.. "what if we had a character who's an adult woman and who doesn't like children, but she has no idea that she's actually still a child on the inside". her third mv will focus a lot on that too..

thank you for summarizing riku's character 😌😌 the guy actually probably has a god complex that's worse than akio's but his story isn't about that. he's also a god who's kinda tired of his followers but knows he won't be able to do anything without them so.. what a dilemma.. kurae ban ban ban..

actually yes, i kinda went with multiple guards bc i did have only one guard oc at first but when i started to think about the vds the conversations sounded very awkward.. so i was like two guards it is! well now three. it's okay to forget hinode exists btw i forget about him sometimes too writing him is agonizing bc this guy is just linagram komaeda

i think i haven't really made any polls like that and i don't think linagram has like. a really big fandom hdjkskssk i think people were more active when i just started, but i remember making a poll that was like "hey if linagram was a dating sim, who would you date" and kei and eiji got the most votes. sanada brothers are overall very popular i think? and i think if i made a poll like that kei and/or yurika would win djsksls

[the-ellia-west]

Hio been thinking about asking you this for a while but kept forgetting

Been thinking about angsty scenarios for characters u see and some questions popped up that now will be yours to answer if you'd like

1-what would your oc do if they meet their younger much happier selve? Or in reverse their older and wiser and more bitter self?

2-your characters are locked in a mysterious space, and they can't get out unless they relive their greatest regret. What will they do? How would they react? Ps: Even if they're reliving that moment, no matter how they choose to act, what happend won't change

3-your original characters are put in a situation where they must face their greatest mental dilemma, be it an inferiority complex or traumatic experience that they still haven't moved on from or even their own self worth issues(if they have any) well basically any thoughts that they always bury deep in their heart and ignore to avoid facing their problems and so these characyers have to del with these mental barriers to solve whatever situation they are in

Ps: its not the mysterious space from #2 it could be any plot relevant situation or any non relevant to plot situation you think of

4-if your characters traveled to an alternate world of their own world, what would they do? Yk like a world where those they lost are still there or a world where their other selves didn't have to abandon whatever it was they abandoned or smth like that

Would they love it?

Would they hate it?

Would they bitterly part ways with it? And why?

Would they leave anything there? Wether accidentally or purposely? What would it be?

Thats all i thought of so far hope these questions aren't bothersome 😅 really wanted to make a post about them with my own characters and tag you in it ro see your take but this week has been chuck full of work and i hadn't managed any time to do that yet 🥲

EHEHEHHEHE THANK YOU FOR THE ASK @supercimi

1. I need to write this as an Au for J&R but for TCOT, Baby Kasi would think she's weird, and Baby Marril would be happy that he looks like his dad

2. OOH THIS ONE IS DARKKKK. Because both characters I thought of when I read this would kill themselves attempting to save the person they lost. Jak would burn himself alive, and Marril would drown himself.

3. Are you asking what they would do or what it is? I'll answer for both. Marril's is the guilt over his first murder, and he would face it head on with his weapons because he knows now he can change something. Meanwhile Jak... all of that mess... he would probably curl up in a corner and cry.

4. Marril's world is where his first murder victim swapped places with him. He would hug her and apologize. She would mistake him for his father.

He would have mixed feelings, bc on one hand, she's alive, on the other hand, she's cursed and an Assassin.

He would be glad to go home because he likes his potential of a happy ending better than the corrupted version of someone he used to love.

He may or may not leave behind tips to escape the curse.

(Eveny & Rune Survived with Finn as their replacement for Rose. J&R both died in this universe) Jak would be SHATTERED in his universe, he wouldn't care about anything really, he'd just be happy he has his wife back. She would also have a COMPLICATED array of Emotional issues bc Eynalis would turn his attention to her in Jak's absence. But because Rune survived, she would be determined to hold out for him.

These two, both disheveled and in mental pieces, would just be happy to have each other back. (Though they'd both mourn this universe's Rose's Loss)

He & this universe's Eveny & Rune would FIGHT to keep him, but when he has to leave, he would leave her some flowers because he has nothing else to give.

I love these questions and I will be writing Aus for #1 & #4