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Plum
very homebody and not an adventurer at all
the social battery is quickly running out
does not get enough sleep (
very controlling, does not tolerate when something goes wrong according to his plan
caring, but shows it badly
loves loose gracefully flowing things
Ring
Pedant
looks and talks as if he is constantly flirting with you, but in reality nothing of the sort
very polite and well-mannered
(obviously it's from King)
Insinuating low voice
Coffee (yoink au)
6 fingers!!!!
prone to Self-admiration
married at work
will keep silent, but with What a face
he likes sweet pastries
the king of mini golf and billiards
SecRed
silly
good guy, but that won't stop him from kicking someone's ass
has poor control over his strength and isn't used to his size
it's useless to try to comb his hair
Peach
AAAAA WOMAN
business aunt
the best mom, loves to spoil her children and perhaps allows them too much
drinks a glass of wine every evening for peace of mind
super non-conflict, master of compromise (in fact, she makes you think that her ideas are your ideas)
if she had a workplace it would be filled with flowers
expensive perfume, as the meaning of life
only linen and cotton clothes
ChoReg
I'm not really a big fan of crackships, but these two… I'm obsessed with them
4 arms to kick someone's ass twice as effectively
the perfect fighter
an extremely strong sense of justice
can't stand weaklings who don't try to get stronger
Violet (tdl+purple)
thinks he's better than others
looks and talks like he's doing a huge favor
pubertal ulcer
wants to be the center of attention, but at a distance from others
secretly wants to be hugged and stroked and told how good and valuable he is
Dark Lily♀️ (tdl+orchid)
quiet, but very intrusive (always looming somewhere nearby and staring, trying to touch, but not daring)
can make a dark joke and get very upset because of it
loves children (maybe eats too…)
may seem shy, but don't be fooled
uncanny valley vibe
Orange (tsc+vic)
drawing - main fighting style
thinks that he has not inherited the powers of Second
hot-tempered, but knows how to express irritation in an environmentally friendly way
Lime (yellow+green)
the personification of the phrase "you're a capable boy, but lazy"
insanely talented and infinitely uninterested
lots of ideas, but too strict with himself to even try to implement them (why if it won't be perfect anyway?)
either indifferent and emotionless, or suffers from sharp changes in bright emotions
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This fic idea is very gruesome, turn away if you are squeamish:
In the next saga of TSC but somehow angstier ideas imagine.... TSC but omegaverse AU. Everything that happened to Jean would be somehow worse if he was an omega.
- Riko asking for volunteers his freshman year to help Jean through his heats.
- Maybe Kevin helped sneak Jean suppressants but then after he left Jean was forced to rely on Riko's mercy.
- Zane promising to keep Grayson out of Jean's room during his heat but then betraying that promise.
- Grayson is kind of already in his own omegaverse in Canon, he has some fetish about biting Jean's neck like he's trying to form a mating bond.
- the whole incident in Palmetto would be 2x worse if Jean wasn't losing his mind about Riko being dead but actually found out he was pregnant from Grayson's SA and tried to carve that piece of Grayson out from his belly.
- of course Mafia families like the Moreaus are still practicing antiquated traditions of selling omegas. I like the idea of Riko being a beta who desperately wants to be an alpha and Kevin as an alpha because it only worsens Riko's insecurity complex.
- Jean being terrified to join the Trojans at first, learning that the way omegas are treated in the Nest isn't normal. Like maybe they made him play through heats at the Nest and the first time he goes into heat at USC he is so terrified and tries to hide it but the whole team is horrified he tried to show up to practice like that.
- Jean slowly coming to enjoy his heats and falling in love with Jeremy.
- then maybe Jean is in a better place and finds out he's pregnant again but this time, it's Jeremy's. And for the first time he really wants to keep it even though being pregnant is super triggering for him cuz of Grayson. But he can't play exy if he's pregnant, it'll slow him down and he needs to play exy to survive. Maybe he won't ever be able to have kids and he shouldn't want to because any kid he has will be a Moreau and belong to the Moriyamas the same way he does and no kid deserves that. But Jean is just heartbroken about it because he's never wanted something like this before and they never let him keep any of the others while he was in the Nest and he can't shake the image of a pup with Jeremy's dimples and Jean's eyes.
- I'm sorry I just realized that means Jean would have been 16 the first time he got pregnant and they made him get an abortion and that's somehow more heartbreaking.
- Jean quietly asking Cat for abortion pills because she's the only other omega on the team he trusts and just breaking down when Cat asks if he's going to talk to Jeremy about it.
- Jeremy's stepfather's family is probably super rich and powerful so even the Moriyamas would have to think twice about touching Jean if he married into that family.
- there's prob some omegaverse sexism about omegas playing exy since exy is such a violent sport so most of the omega players aren't "out" about their dynamics. Jean could be an unwilling trailblazer for omega rights because he's the best backliner in the NCAA and he's an omega.
- obviously Neil would be the way more outspoken omega rights activist though cuz he gives no shits about putting alphas in their place.
- I don't really know where I'm going with this but character development would probably be Jean overcoming his trauma and getting to keep the pup come hell or high water. And then he marries Jeremy and they live happily ever after, hurrah!
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EDIT: PENCIL HAS BEEN REPLACED AND IT SEEMS TO BE WORKING AGAIN!! Thank you to those who donated, you have my ENTIRE heart for now and always
Hiii I’m back to bother you all again with technical difficulties. Long story short, if I have diagnosed the problem properly, I need a new Apple Pencil! And if I’m wrong I’ll need to replace both my pencil and the iPad itself!! But (and I am sure this will surprise no one that’s read this far) - I have no money 🥲
This isn’t quite a 100% necessary expense. I still have a handful of job applications sent out that are still waiting on replies, and hopefully I’ll have some more income sooner rather than later - but since comms and art have been one of my main sources of income this year, this is gonna be a decent problem for a little bit 😅 in the meantime I’m going to reach into the void and boost some stuff and offer additional ways that maybe I can earn some money for the month!
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First night — 1,7k words
Two for one deal au
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Moon entered his and his brother's room through the window balcony with the cable, as soon as he landed heading quietly with rushed steps to the small secret area where they had left the children sleeping soundly.
To be fair, he did finish his patrols in record time. He couldn't leave them for too long, after all. It'd be not only irresponsible, but dangerous as well.
Peaking his head through the entrance with a soft smile, he gazed over to where they had improvised a bed to the two little lambs; and in doing so, he froze. There was only one children on the bed, the boy.
" where— "
It couldn't have been abduction, they would have taken both the kids. Then, maybe she woke up and wandered around on her on. But there's only one door, which is heavily locked, and the only other entrance is a literal free-fall from the goddamn balcony—
He looked around the small room, Sun screaming on their shared head to find her, and his eyes very quickly spotted something weird. The little girl, awake, sitting on top of the arcade machine while hugging tightly the Sun plushie given to her for her to sleep, curled up on herself with her braided hair covering most of her face, the scrunchie that had been holding it back long lost and forgotten somewhere, while she stared ever so intensely at him, unblinking. Relief washed over their servos, together with confusion, and his code acting up on the fact she should be very much sleeping at this moment.
" ...starlight, " he whispered softly, ever so carefully making his way to her, "what are you doing up? What are you doing there? Naughty Naughty." How did you even get up there, he kept the last comment to himself.
The only response he got was her prolonged stare.
Right, she's mute.
Goddammit.
He sighed internally, not letting it reach his voice box, "Sun. Are there paper, pen? Board, maybe?"
"I think so, but can she write? It's so dark here."
"I'll find a way," he lifted his arms to her, "c'here, Sunshine, down we go," she just glared at him for a long moment, then at the entrance, and then at him again, hesitating for a second longer before going down the arcade and into his arms.
"It's late" he mused, "go to sleep."
There was not even the slight movement in her tiny frame, but he took the lack of any expression along the carefully watching eyes as a decline to that.
The was a click on his endo, "nightmare?", to that, she shook her head.
He put her down and started looking through the piles of materials, managing to find a tiny whiteboard she could use to talk. The leds in his eyes gave a dim illumination to the room, which should be enough. Handing her the item, he asked again "what are you doing up?"
He crouched, tilting his faceplate, while she slowly turned and used the wall as a base to write on.
"Watching so monsters dont get us", the phrase surprisingly clear considering how hard to see it is, and how little this kid seems to know how to write.
"Monsters?" A nod.
"There's no monsters here."
"So she woke up scared. Be nice."
"I heard. I know."
She frowned, making a line under the text to emphasize there are, and after the night those two had, who could blame her.
He slouched forward as to get close to her height, but didn't make any movement to get any closer, "there are not. I was out, i scared them away. I keep watch, you sleep," the kid sighed, shaking her head.
"You friend with monsters and bad guys"
"Why do you think that?"
"they here with you, everyone here. The grown ups, the robots"
"I'll never be friends with anyone who disturbs a good kid like you", he insisted, while slowly stretching his hand towards her, when she didn't pull away despite glaring at it, he put in on the top of her head, stroking gently.
"Can't sleep."
He refrained a tsc to erupt from his voice box, thinking for a moment, before tilting his faceplate, "let's play a game", he suppressed a chuckle as the kid's attention picked up, "if you win, I'll stay awake. I'll scare aaaaall the other little monsters away, forever. But you have to defeat me."
The little girl didn't answer, but her eyes frantically scanned his face for any sort of malice, and the room, for what he guessed would be any way to defend herself. Her unsure gaze stopped on the asleep boy, who turned uncomfortably but overall rested deeply unaware of the unfounding conflict, before going back at the animatronic, an anxious stance, but decided. He was about to question her again, before something came flying to his face at full force: the plush of his brother she had been holding a moment ago.
The attack knocked his faceplate aback. Taking advantage of it, he made a glitchy, surprised squeal emit from his voice box, then promptly and dramatically falling back, as if he had been fatality wounded. He could feel her anxious gaze on him as he simply laid there for a few moments, tiny hands reaching for a nearby colored block ready to attack again. Slowly, he sat back up, equally emptily staring at the child, before making a theatrical bow with the most dumb and fantasy-like voice he could manage, "Knight Moon at your service~!"
He almost chuckled at the surprised welp that escaped the child, that she managed to keep low.
She frowned, still not completely fooled, but still asked anyway, which was an improvement. "on our side?"
"Yes, yes" His smile grew, "quite the strong one, aren't you", a full spin of the faceplate as his position straightened while sitting, shoulders high with his hands clutching to the end of his leg, "i lost, yes, so i shall protect you."
He noticed the way she eyed the plushie, now laying abandoned and defeated on the ground behind him. He handed the toy back to her, which she held way too tightly. Opening to her his arms, movement that made her freeze for a long instant, feet glued to the ground in wariness, but eventually giving in when he didn't budge, keeping always a soft, amazed smile on his face plate.
Moon cradled her carefully on his arms, making sure she was as comfortable as possible as the little kid laid on him while he moved closer to the makeshift bed, sitting right next to it and leaning on the wall. He shifted his attention for a moment at the sleeping boy: his rest had not been disturbed at all at his theatrics, barely moved from where he laid with a steady breathing and low, resting heartbeat. Good. He must have been exhausted.
Again started the music box, but Sunshine gripped the edge of the ruffles on Moon's neck, shaking her head.
"Don't she trusts us?"
"She does, she came to us."
"Then why does she refuses?"
"Maybe a moondrop would help," he stared down at her, faceplate clicking once, twice. She did not have the board nor a pen anymore.
"Protect you," the little girl mouthed ever so slowly, not a single sound leaving her throat. It gave the attendant a pause.
"Protect us?", he repeated in a whispery tone, receiving a nod, so he did read it right.
"So the monsters can't—" she yawned, "can't get you. Or him."
Well, that was adorable. And frustrating, since she refused to sleep. And incredibly silly, since he's the boogeyman. He's the one who gets people.
Moon tapped his faceplate a few times, before raising his finger as an idea struck him, "what if," he bopped her nose, "I block this little area, and make little trap— would you sleep then?"
He was not disappointed (rather, relieved, because finally) when she nodded her head in affirmation, though she did nuzzle a little further in him as if ashamed.
Moon carefully laid her down on the improvised bed she should never have left, and started to wander around, picking up a few loose colored blocks and stuffing it up the entrance of the secret room, blocking any possibility to walk in or out without knocking over everything. He took off one of his bells and hanged it on top so that it'd make noise in case anything fell. While he worked, he could feel tiny eyes burning on his back.
He turned back to the little star, only to see her putting her pillow to the side, where moon was previously sitting, and patting it as she eyed him. He couldn't help but to chuckle as he made his way back to her.
Moon picked it up, and put it back under her head as he guided the child to lay back down and covered her up with the blanket, sitting back next to her.
"There," he smiled, "now sleep, stubborn little lamb," he covered her eyes with one hand. She moved her tiny little fingers up and patted his hand a few times, as if wishing goodnight.
Moon lifted his hand one he was sure she had succumbed to Morpheus' embrace, which was unsurprisingly quickly. A child her age should never be up so late to begin with. This sure was lot of unnecessary trouble just to get one kid to bed.
Who the hell made a child so wary and scared of 'monsters', anyway? And able to believe in them still.
It didn't matter, he was there now. And the children were resting, as they should be. The music box kept on playing as he hummed, lost in thought, unmoving from where he sat next to them.
He'd bother with charging later.
Those two were staying here now. How to take care of them?
"We will figure it out."
"We are caretakers, anyway."
The children did not wake up after this, specially not when the Attendant growly warned off an welcome guest that stopped by on the middle of the night. They need to sleep. There's not a soul who's to wake them. It's their job to make sure of it.
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