#very cool oc ty for sharing

[gomzdrawfr]

Hello again, I want to say thank you for answering from my last ask. And it’s VERY interesting and cute of how Raven interacts with your friends’ OC! SO ADORABLE!

Now I’m a bit curious of Raven meeting my OC! The First Sergeant! Named “Tiala ‘Shark’ Toa”

So I’m curious of how Raven thinks of meeting a Samoan Woman in the battlefield. And if you’re wondering why people called her Shark is not only because she likes them. It’s because she’s it afraid to bite back if she wants to.

heyo! thank you for the ask! Thank you for introducing Tiala, she looks super cool :O

First of all- they share the same birthday HAHA that was the first thing I caught on. I think they might bud heads at first glance and warm up later. Very cool of her to have her own task force and such. I can imagine both Raven and Shark giving the hardest side eye based on the personality part LMAO

I think if Raven's reluctant enough to know Shark, they could get along well, they have some similarities afterall! (bad driving skills - ok imagine if they had to do a high risk chase with a car and they're swapping between being the driver or hanging out the window and go pow pow - totally ignoring the absolute terror on every driver's face on the road) (hates the cold and heat doesn't bother her - hell yeah tropical weathers peeps)

I think Raven would definitely acknowledge and respect Shark for who she is and wouldn't mind working with her to share their strengths and speed. Definitely could imagine Raven trying out some Samoan food with her.

[crescentfool]

Hi 👉👈 I don’t have a lot to say, I just wanted to hi give you from across the room because I followed you for P3 but it turns out you and I share a ton of fandoms and I just think that’s really super neat.

You get a good grade in fandom taste 💖

WAVES HI!! thank you for the follow and message, it makes me happy to hear that you've enjoyed seeing the other media i've reblogged stuff of! P3 is definitely something i hold close to my heart, but i have lots of media i'm full of love for too! so thank you for appreciating it, i hope you enjoy your stay! 🥺💙

[rookinthecrownest]

Shameless Self-Promotion SaturSunday (SSS)

Ty for the tag @pixiedurango ! Ahhh, well I'm late again - missed Saturday by 11 minutes LOL

The idea: We make a post and show off, what cool stuff we created over the past week. Art, Screenshots, writing (anything from a questionnaire about your OC to the 100K epos...) anything we do is worth to be seen and to be promoted. And by tagging people, commenting, and reblogging, we share the love and boost ourselve's and other's confidence. No matter what form you choose, whether you reblog your initial post, or create a new one with teasers, you decide!

I thought I'd share this sketch of my OC, Iris Trevelyan, reflecting on herself after the events of Tresspasser.

There's a lot of change she's dealing with during that time - even ignoring losing her eye and her arm.

Some days, she wants to shrink away from the world and hide which is very uncharacteristic of her. Prior to Trespasser and the confrontation with Solas, she never missed an opportunity to be among the public and play the part of the Herald.

No pressure tagging @hightowerqueen @thewardenisonthecase @introvertedfangrl @tkwritesdumbassassins and anyone else who wishes to participate (im sorry my brain is fried or i would absolutely tag more ppl ;-; )

[skellymom]

"Vagabonds" Chapter 28 & 29

"THE GIFT" and

"THE WARNING"

Ongoing fanfic Hunter x Reader/Fem Reader/OC

Hunter meets a smuggler Nomaadi Star Woman with a powerful force sensitive teen who changes the trajectory of CF-99's lives...as they ALL try to escape from The Empire together.

To read Chapter 27 - "POWER OF THE FORCE"

https://www.tumblr.com/skellymom/773452066226159616/vagabonds-chapter-27?source=share

Word Count: 3K

Background: LOVE hopes for rescue...and has instant regrets. The gang makes preparations for said rescue. Mad reveals a secret to Hunter.

Wanted to drop two chapters to get things moving. SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET OUT! Writing the middle to third of the long form series is harder than writing the beginning (tying up all my loose ends and stuff). Things are going to ramp up after these chapters. Yes there is an ending in sight!

For anyone new to this series: "LOVE" is the nonbinary/genderfluid neurodivergent/nonverbal Force sensitive kid of the main OC of this series named Mad. Mad is an older single mother, close to almost 50 years of age (not many older female protagonists in stories, so I decided to make one.)

Warning: angst, pregnancy, small amount of blood, dog gets yeeted (but is ok), swearing, budding gay relationship between two young people (very innocent), mention of Star Sedge use (sacred plant containing THC) which the Nomaadi use for recreation or medicinal purposes.

(Credit: Cool dividers by @4ngelic-Wh1spers, @plum98 @strangergraphics-archive Pinterest: Blackstar)

The bitemarks on his face ached... 

But not to the extent his gut did. 

Or...was it his heart? 

SOMETHING tugging along at the edges of his consciousness.  Something forgotten struggling under the depths.  Attempting to surface, then lost...drifting down deep...like the murky waters of Kamino.  

Or shadows of Jedi battling within the smoldering smoke of war. 

The sensation still returned...coming in waves. 

CX KNEW he should have proceeded to Tantiss to drop off the Force Sensitive asset. 

Instead finding himself DRAWN to THIS planet on the way... 

There was NO explanation. 

CX inwardly shrugged.  He’d just refuel here before proceeding onward to finish the journey. 

Tiggy lay prone on the decking floor, still stunned...snoring. 

LOVE lay next to their dog ATTEMPTING to plan SOMETHING...but they were lost.  So used to using the Force and still prevented from doing so.  Overpowered, now tied up to the co-pilot's seat, alone...and scared. 

HOW will they find me?  Will I ever see my family again??? 

CX exited the ship, leaving the gangplank down brazenly, knowing neither of his hostages could escape. 

For some reason, however, he didn’t give any thought to SOMEONE coming aboard. 

WHY would he DO that?   

So out of character...and blatantly CARELESS for a seasoned trooper. 

LOVE lay there listening closely and watching what little they could from their vantage point:  The short, glib exchange between CX and the fuel attendant.... 

Then instead of stepping back aboard...CX just WALKED AWAY from his ship. 

And never came back... 

LOVE sat waiting there for quite a while.  Gangplank open and the desert wind blowing the occasional bits of sand into the ship. 

What’s GOING ON??? 

Then HEAVY footfalls, metal on metal.  A robed figure ascended into the ship. 

One with metal legs.  They stopped in front of LOVE. 

ECHO! LOVE was OVERJOYED. HE FOUND ME!!! 

There was a low growl behind them.  Tiggy had awakened, struggling to get up, her three GOOD legs scratching at the ship’s decking. 

It was a warning growl, not a friendly one. 

LOVE’S stomach dropped.  SOMETHING was VERY wrong. 

Tiggy launched herself at the figure, who casually flicked his hand, sending Tig flying out of the ship.  She landed solidly onto the hard sandy rock, crying out in pain. 

Waving his other hand, he engaged the gangplank to close.  The ship suddenly fired up its engines automatically. 

Then the stranger pulled down the hood, exposing his face. 

LOVE’S eye widened in shock. 

The fuel attendant heard nothing as the ship’s engine drowned out LOVE’S screams. 

The ship pulled up its landing gear and took off from Mos Eisley’s fueling station, heading for the sky. 

“Relax.  I’ve got you.”  Hunter’s smoky voice in Mad’s ear. 

Uncle Taavi had escorted Mad and Hunter to their own room.  One with their own walk-in refresher.  Taavi remarked it was his “Honeymoon Suite” for couples who paid extra to stay on the Barge in some semblance of “semi-luxurious comfort” as Taavi called it. 

Hunter disrobed then helped Mad out of her medical binder and panties.  She shivered as he turned on the refresher water to a warm temp.  Then led her in. 

He lovingly soaped and washed her body.  Careful of the many cuts and healing lacerations.  Washed and conditioned her hair, massaging Mad’s scalp, then rinsed it clean. 

Only then did Hunter embrace Mad’s back, arms around her, and cradling her belly.  She leaned into his chest, hands resting over his.  He leaned his head into the crook of her neck.  They both stood under the warm water like this for several minutes. 

“Thank you.” She reached up to hug his head to hers. 

“Of course.” He kissed her cheek “I LOVE you...and our unborn children...” 

“I...”  Mad trailed off “...love you TOO.  Guess they’re really ours now.” 

“Everything will be ok...” He reassured Mad.  “We’ll figure things out and find LOVE.  Promise.” 

She inhaled and sighed deeply...sadly. 

He squeezed Mad and kissed her again. 

Hunter reached up, turned off the water, then toweled Mad dry.  He toweled himself, then attempted to pick up Mad to carry her into the bedroom. 

He grunted uncomfortably. 

“No you don’t!” She squirmed out of his grasp.  “Going to injure yourself, Hunky.” 

“I’m fine.” 

“Uh-uh.  Too early for feats of strength.” Mad scolded.  “Just snuggle with me in bed, ok?” 

“Drive a hard bargain.” Hunter smirked. 

Taavi had laid out a clean cotton shift dress for Mad and loungewear for Hunter, along with clean undergarments.  The rest of their clothes were to be delivered from the Bar’ge ‘N Go’s laundry to their room tomorrow. 

Hunter groaned as he stiffly sat down on the bed.  The sutured wound still too uncomfortably tight when the skin stretched. 

Mad picked up his undergarment, tossing it at Hunter’s head attempting to lighten the mood.  It hit him square in the face, half hanging off.  He chuckled while pulling the underwear off his head and silently finished dressing. 

“Get comfortable...got something for you.” 

She pulled on the dress, crawled into bed, then laid back on the propped-up pillows.  “Ok, I’m ready.” 

Hunter stepped over to the bureau across the room and pulled something out of a drawer.  He approached, both hands behind his back.  “I picked up a little something for you...before all the craziness...” Hunter trailed off and pulled a satchel from behind his back, handing it to Mad. 

She untied the drawstring, pulling out a black glass jar.  There was no label to mark the contents.  Mad carefully unscrewed the lid.  A familiar fragrance wafted up to her nose. 

Vivid nostalgia washed over Mad.  The notes of ebony roses, musk, and amber brought her back to the vision of Maami Daal.  This was the fragrance her elder had put together herself and worn, then gifting it to Mad the last time they had seen each other.  The same fragrance Mad worn in tiny amounts to make it last.  The original jar empty except for residue that Mad would wet her finger to get every tiny bit.   

The scent Hunter encountered in Cid’s parlor when he first spotted Mad. 

“How did you know?  How did you EVEN find THIS???  My Maami made her own blend!” 

“There was an Apothecary on Ord Mantell who sells exotic fragrances from all over the galaxy.  They helped me find the exact combination...thanks to my enhanced sense of smell.” 

“This must have cost a fortune!” 

“Worth every credit.”  Hunter sat beside Mad on the bed, caressing her cheek. 

Mad was deeply touched.  “Oh Hunter...” 

“Still not done YET.”  Hunter winked, scooting down to the foot of the bed, careful not to jostle his injury. 

He pulled Mad’s feet onto his lap.  Hunter opened the jar, scooped out a bit of lotion, then started to massage one foot, up her leg, then repeated with the other.   

Mad sighed and relaxed deeply into the pillows.  When Hunter was finished he got up from the foot of the bed and walked up beside her. 

“Room enough for me?”  He grinned. 

Mad leaned forward as far as her pregnant belly would allow to let Hunter slide in behind her on the bed.  He straddled her back with each leg on either side hugging her legs.  Then carefully leaned her back against his chest. 

She sighed in that way that made his heart happy.  Like coming home and feeling safe... 

He rumbled gently and hugged Mad from behind nuzzling the side of her head, kissing her cheek, taking in the scent of her hair.   

Then Hunter whispered in her ear. “May I undo your buttons and pull the top of your dress down?” 

“Mmmm...yeah.” 

He chuckled. 

Hunter released Mad’s arms, unbuttoned the first several top buttons of her dress.  Then pulled it down off her shoulders.  The fabric pooled midway down Mad’s breasts. 

Mad inhaled sharply and shivered with anticipation.  Her hands stroked Hunter’s muscular thighs, careful to give his uninjured one a healthy squeeze.  He shuddered with her touch. 

Hunter lightly trailed his fingers up Mad’s arms to her shoulders, kissing the back of her neck tenderly.  He took his strong hands and ran them through her hair, over her scalp, kneading gently. 

Mad’s eyes rolled back into her head.  She shivered with goosebumps rising on her skin. 

He massaged her earlobes gently, then neck, gripped her shoulders and worked the muscles. 

Hunter smiled down at Mad.  Then he kissed her forehead.  Continuing the lotion massage with Mad’s arms, hands, and fingers.  He took his time and they both settled into silence for some time. 

“Tired?” He asked. 

“Yeah.  You really relaxed me.”  Mad’s eyes drooping sleepily. 

“Good.  That's my intention.”   

Hunter kissed her again, slid out from behind Mad, letting her relax on the soft pillows. 

He stood up and glanced lovingly at Mad.  She glanced lovingly back. 

“Get some rest.” As he covered her with the comforter.  “Gonna work with the lads on a plan to find LOVE.  Be back to bed later.” 

Mad rolled over on her side, closing her eyes, and snuggling deeper into the blankets, dropping off to sleep in the darkness. 

The Batchers were holed up in the Bar’ge ‘N Go’s docking station.  Tech and Uncle Taavi deep in the Beldame’s mechanicals info dumping together, fixing and upgrading the ship. Wrecker pulling out heavy components and helping to put them back in.  Gonky supervising.  Echo and Phee working together on the datapad to plan LOVE and Tiggy’s escape.  Omega opted to shadow Thoomie at her clinic.  Thoomie was overjoyed to have someone to assist while treating the Bar’ge ‘N Go’s guests.  And Sil... 

He met Jebith in the Bar’ge ‘N Go’s cafeteria rather briefly...but the air about the other young man... 

Well, it stayed with Sil.  In a way that gave his stomach butterflies like never before. 

Jebith immediately clocked Sil’s crush.  He was very familiar with this sort of thing.  Unfortunately, Sil had never the luxury while enslaved.  This was all so new...and a little scary. 

Sil sat next to Echo, Jebith on the other side next to Phee.  While the Batcher and Pirate plotted, Sil snuck a glance at Jebith. 

Jebith glanced up to see Sil’s eyes dart away quickly... 

When Sil attempted another glimpse of the young trooper, he was met with direct eye contact and a sweet smile. 

Sil’s face burned deep red as he cast his eyes down to the floor...but he couldn’t contain a lopsided grin from forming. 

Hunter approached with Echo noticing him “Look at you!  No hover chair.” 

“Heh, almost good as new” Hunter gestured to his healing leg. 

“Is that MAD’s FUTURE HUSBAND I hear?”  Taavi joshed, peeping his head out of the Beldame. 

“Surprised she didn’t keep ya in bed all night.” Wrecker sassed winking. 

The group chuckled as Hunter blushed.  Tech glanced at Wrecker quizzically, then Hunter “You’re still not healed completely and will injury easily...” 

“She needed the rest.  I came to help plan our rescue.”  Hunter stopped next to Echo and Phee.  He immediately sensed the excited tension between Sil and Jebith. 

Hunter nodded to Sil, glanced at Jebith briefly, then smiled back at Sil conspiratorially.  Sil shot up from his seat and stumbled away embarrassed. 

“What’s wrong with HIM?” Echo inquired cluelessly. 

“Feelings...” Hunter chuckled.  

Jebith sat silently, unsure what to do next. 

Hunter nodded to the young trooper.  “Go talk to him.  He’s not scared of you...just blindsided by his feelings.” 

“Oh...ok.”  Jebith got up and went after Sil. 

Everyone watched him go. 

Taavi snaked an arm around Hunter’s shoulders and side-hugged him.  “Doin’ well my nephew-in-law.  Come on, Pal, let’s go and talk.”  Hunter turned towards the rest of the group. 

“We’ve got this Hunter.”  Echo remarked with a shit eating grin.  “Besides...you should get to know Mad’s family.” 

“T1nK can take over for me.”  Taavi hailed the droid from his wrist comm.  She immediately rolled into the ship’s bay all shining rose gold and perfection for an astromech. 

Gonky barked in excitement and shook to see her approach.  She whistled to him happily. 

Then T1nK spied Echo... 

And wolf whistled at him! 

Taavi led Hunter away to a bench seat up against one of the Bar’ge ‘N Go’s large windows.  Stars sparkled in the vast expanse of space as the ship cruised along through the galaxy. 

“Take a seat” Taavi motioned.   

Hunter sat quietly.  Taavi settled in next to him, pulled out a pipe from one of his many pockets, along with a small tin.  Hunter could smell the high-quality home-grown tobacco laced with a touch of Star Sedge. 

Taavi noticed Hunter’s expression.  “For my arthritis” he grinned.  “Low dose so I can keep workin’.  He packed the bowl with his swollen knuckled hand. 

“Helps with anxiety too.” Taavi winked, lit it up, and took a long draw. 

Then he offered it to Hunter. 

Hunter accepted this offering and took a hit.  The tobacco was sweet and dark with a green undertone.  It tickled the back of his throat and lungs.  But Hunter didn’t cough.  He held the smoke in for several standard seconds. 

Taavi lifted his chin and blew smoke rings towards the ships ceiling.  They curled and drifted away... 

Hunter exhaled a plume of smoke.  “This window...reminds me of home.”  Hunter’s eyes went a bit glassy with nostalgia “Could see all the stars at night from my bunk.” 

“Kamino, huh?”  Taavi nodded  “Nothin’ but water now...” 

Hunter looked pensive “...and wreckage.” 

“I’m SO SORRY, Pal.”  Taavi commiserated.  “And I GET it.  Nomaadi hadn’t a home planet for THOUSANDS of years.  But THIS gal...”  Taavi waved his pipe, motioning to the ship “SHE’S home now.” 

Hunter nodded. 

“Welcomed to be you and yours.” 

Hunter was taken aback “Oh..?” 

“Ya know...at LEAST until the babies are born, first milestones...whatever.”  Taavi smiled in a way Hunter could see him imagining little children running around the ship, playing with kittens... 

“Got a med bay here, all the food and creature comforts anyone could want.  Room enough for the rest of ya family, can get ‘em work, too...”  And, just to sweeten the deal, Taavi added.  “Your little Omega’s a smart girlie.  She'd help Thoomie at the clinic, grow up with Sil...and Love.” 

Hunter’s expression darkened for a split second.  Echo and Phee were struggling to find any information on the location CX had come from.  And, where he may be taking LOVE. 

“You worry too much, Pal.”  Taavi teased. 

“Haven’t told Mad that we really don’t have much to go on.”  Hunter pinched the bridge of his nose.  “No idea of where to go...” 

“Ah...”  Taavi chuckled, lit his pipe and took another hit.  “I got FAITH in LOVE.  And I got FAITH in The Force.”  Blowing more smoke rings.  “Sometimes ya gotta LET GO and the opportunity will come to ya.  Gift Of The Force.” 

Taavi offered Hunter the pipe again. 

Hunter’s enhanced senses were starting to feel warm and comfortable.  All the anxiety was starting to leave him.  Of course, another hit off Taavi’s pipe would leave him glassy eyed and giggly...but Hunter didn’t want to be rude... 

“Take it son.”  Taavi implored “You’re safe here with our crew on board.  Let your hair down” Then giggled seeing Hunter’s hair was indeed already down.  “Killin’ yourself with stress aint gonna help Mad or LOVE.  Got nuthin’ to prove.  We all know ya care.” 

Hunter took the pipe. 

“Plus, I got a kinda deep topic to discuss with ya.” 

Hunter took a prolonged drag...and held it in as long as he could 

“See...you got the idea.” 

Hunter nodded that he was ready, exhaling smoke as he did so. 

“Lemme come out and be honest with ya, son.”  Taavi leaned forward.  “Nomaadi devotion runs DEEP.  Want the best for my Maadie gal...and I KNOW she ain’t the EASIEST one to live with...” 

Hunter could see Taavi trying to step lightly. 

“I’m a man who FACES his responsibilities.”  Hunter blurted out. 

Taavi nodded. 

“And... love her with EVERYTHING I’ve got.”  Hunter’s face expressing deep feeling “I’ll be a devoted father to those babies.” 

“I’d hope so.  Taavi inhaled on the pipe again.  “Ya didn’t strike me as bein one to run out on a gal...”  He fidgeted with his pipe.  “But...I gotta warn ya...”  He sighed and fell silent. 

Hunter sensed Taavi’s discomfort.  This normally jovial man was dancing around something. 

“What is it?”  Hunter implored.  “We’re gonna be family...I should know.” 

Taavi exhaled.  “Pal... the Nomaadi are a people with LONG memories.  They NEVER forget a slight, ‘specially if a loved one gets hurt.” 

“What are you getting at?” 

“Let’s just say Mad’s first partner should be dead with all the shit he pulled.” 

“What?  Why?  WHO was he, Taavi???” 

“Eh...she didn’t share that info with ya?” 

Hunter shook his head. 

“Sorry Pal.”  Taavi got up from his seat.  “Probably said enough.  The rest is for Mad to tell.” 

Hunter was stunned and confused. 

“The Nomaadi settle our disputes our own way.  And...well, if ya gotta leave us...for any reason...do it respectfully.  Double for stayin and how ya treat our people and our wider community.”  Taavi tapped his temple with the pipe.  “If ya don’t use it, bound to lose it.  I Like ya too much to see that happen.” 

Taavi squeezed Hunter’s shoulder and walked away towards the Bar’ge’s cafeteria. 

She wasn’t exactly sure how long she had been out initally.  Mad’s slumber was broken, waking up several times with feelings of dread.  Thoughts of her missing child kept resurfacing, interrupting any chance of rest.   

Tossing. 

Turning. 

Eventually settling back to sleep. 

Mad felt Hunter get into bed with her at some point. 

She rolled over to snuggle close to him... 

...red eyes stared out of the darkness.  “Hello...DARLING.”  HE hissed. 

Mad’s blood went cold.   

“How???” 

“Oh...been looking for YOU.  Found LOVE too!” He sneered.  “They’re right here with ME.” 

“YOU FUCKING LIAR!  YOU didn’t want them!” 

“All that has changed.  I FELT them.  At Coruscant, Ord Mantell, Taphao Kaew was MOST impressive.  They’re too powerful to IGNORE!” He grinned viciously. 

“DON’T HURT MY LOVE!!!”  Mad lurched forward clawing at the figure in front of her. 

“MAD!  MAD!  WAKE UP!!!”  Hands shaking her. 

Mad’s eyes snapped open.  Hunter panicked, shaking her awake. 

KRIFF, how long had I been screaming out in my sleep???   

Mad’s hand was wet...with Hunter’s blood.  She had scratched the hell out of him.  He stared down at the new injury incredulously. 

"Oh...Hunky...I...!”  Mad fought to pull herself from the nightmare. 

Hunter grabbed a tissue from the bedside table to wipe Mad’s hands.  He tried to hide his combined pain, fear, and frustration.  After all Mad was defending herself against a night terror, NOT him. 

Hunter then dabbed at the blood on his bare chest...not far from the scar Mad left when she bit into his shoulder.  “Sorry...sorry...” 

His expression was stoic “Judging by what you muttered in your sleep...this is about LOVE’s father?”   

Mad slumped back on the bed.  “Yes..." 

“Be honest with me, Mad.  Who is he?” 

“Maul.” 

Hunter’s eyes wide with disbelief “DARTH...MAUL?” 

“Yes.” Mad couldn’t look Hunter in the face. 

There was silence while he processed this. 

“Hunter?” 

More silence.  Mad held her breath.  Hunter’s silence was scaring her.  He finished dabbing his chest and tossed the tissue on the bedside table.  Then he massaged his forehead and inhaled sharply, not looking at Mad.  “When were you going to tell me?” 

“Eventually.  It WASN’T an issue until tonight.  Hunter, he ABANDONED LOVE and I when he found out I was pregnant.  I raised OUR child alone. 

Hunter glanced up at Mad with sadness in his eyes.  “He NEVER wanted to be involved?” 

“NO.” Mad spit out painfully.  “His crazy mother tried to keep LOVE and I imprisoned on Dathomir during my labor.  If it wasn’t for my family, a few of the Nightsisters, and the Force...we’d still be there.  A ship full of my people never made it off Dathomir alive.” 

"I still don’t think he REALLY wants LOVE as a person.  He wants LOVE’S power.  His mother sure did.”  Mad showed her teeth in anger at the memory. 

Hunter reached out and grabbed Mad’s hand, intertwining his fingers in hers.  “I’m sorry about your people...and that you had no support from a partner.” 

“It’s only what we can give them.  Nothing to do with our personhood.  Hunter, WE are a means to an end.  When we fulfill our purpose, we are disposed of...sound familiar?” 

Hunter nodded...just like the clones.  Genetically engineered tools of war.  Nobody considered their humanity. 

“Did you love him?” Hunter blurted out. 

The question surprised them both. 

“I did until he refused to take responsibility.  Despised him because of his cruelty.” 

More silence.  Mad could tell something else was on Hunter’s mind. 

“The ONLY feelings I have left for Maul are anger and resentment.  I don’t have ANY love for him...if that’s what’s you want to know.” 

Hunter nodded and his eyes softened. 

Mad felt compelled to ask. “Are YOU angry with me?”   

“No. Just...relationships are complicated.  I’m...frustrated.  Life is frustrating.”   

“Totally FUCKING agree with that, Hunky!” 

“Apologize if I gave the impression I was angry with you.” 

Mad exhaled.  She was exhausted.  “Just hold me.” 

“That I’ll gladly do.” 

They laid down on the bed, spooning, limbs intertwined. 

Mad gently took Hunter's hand and moved it to her belly. There was movement.  Then several kicks.

"Growing again" Hunter whispered "How far along now?"

"Tech's guess is last trimester" Mad whispered back "So much is happening so fast."

Hunter squeezed Mad in reassurance.

"My dream...nightmare..." Mad shuddered "I'm not so sure it WASN'T real."

"What do you mean?"

"I..." Mad struggled to explain "FELT his presence. And it was different than my dreams in the past."

"Yeah..."

"Then I attempted to reach out with The Force like before. When I had help..." Mad patted her belly indicating the babies. "and like before I couldn't feel LOVE...but at least Tiggy would be there..."

Hunter listened patiently for Mad to speak again while she formulated her next statement.

"And now...Tiggy was GONE...like a LOST connection. There was nothing..."

Hunter could sense Mad's anxiety. He was feeling anxious as well.

"I'm SO AFRAID, Hunky." Mad's voice hitched in the dark. "What if...they're both DEAD?"

"Not that it'd make you feel better..." Hunter chose his words carefully "But on Tapho Kaew, the CX Trooper said something about LOVE being an important...asset. So, I can't speak for Tiggy, but at least LOVE is valuable enough that they'd be kept alive..."

"You're right, Hunky..." Mad sighed "That DOESN'T make me feel any better."

To read Chapter 30 "RETRIVAL PARTY"

https://www.tumblr.com/skellymom/778521573657329664/vagabonds-chapter-30?source=share

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[utskushii-hito]

Ram'tha Laran, my swtor OC!

This character is tied to @psychomusic 's oc and story! Check her out you won't regret it! She's slowly sharing her creations and they are very very well written and cool hehe

Profile: Ram'tha Laran, also known as Lord Loathe, is known among the sith for his montrous physical strength and for his mysterious character. Always calm, barely talking... he never managed to gain sympathy from his colleagues. Despite his appearance (which made him look cold to others), he met a few people he learned to open up to, and to whom he showed his true colours: shyness aside, when he isn't busy with work he likes to study bioanalysis and take care of his house. His soft personality always shock the people who get to know him, and it makes them question how did he get such a reputation among the sith.

Backstory - Part 1:

(sorry my english sucks)

Ram'tha was only six years old when a sith noticed him and decided to take him to Korriban. He showed a good ability with the Force, but since the departure from his homeplanet Iridonia, the sith quickly grew tired of the kid's innate calm and uninterest in proving himself worthy. Ram'tha only liked to touch and connect with the objects around him (he had a predisposition to psychometry), and barely communicated with the sith. After a couple of weeks the sith abandoned Ram'tha, leaving him to the dangers of Korriban. The quiet boy wandered without showing any fear, until Darth Thenn Gavir saw him. He thought the child's bravery was admirable and became interested in training him, so Thenn brought the kid home and introduced him to his wife and daughter, who was only 1 year older than Ram'tha. Thenn's wife, Sotiy, didn't want to raise him, but since she noticed his inner strength she gave a condition to Thenn to accept the child: he should have been raised and trained only to become their daughter Akiri's husband. That way, they ensured a life of success for their daughter who would have had constant protection in her rise to power in the empire. The husband accepted without telling Ram'tha.

He learned a lot in the years with the Gavir family, and even thought he never got along with Sotiy (who was very hard on him, almost treating him as a mere servant), he liked Thenn and Akiri. Thanks to Darth Thenn, he was able to pursue his new hobbies, such as learning about plants (and he will end up studying bioanalysis) and cooking. He liked to take care of the Gavir family and doing chores for them, since he felt very grateful for the help they gave him, and his relationship with Akiri grew deeper even without her parents to force it onto them.

At the age of 11 the two kids started visibly liking each other and so Sotiy decided it was the right moment to tell them about the pact. She was going to make them marry soon, because she didn't want them to become too old and strong to oppose. And, as expected, the naive kids only thought it was cute and didn't raise any opposition. Things went smoothly and the date was set one year after that conversation. Each day they got closer to the date, Ram'tha and Akiri dreamed of their adult life together, in which they did the things they loved together. In this year, the two kids wondered if peace was really a lie...(to be continued)

-> If you managed to arrived here then Imk what you think! (and ty for reading hahaha!) I'd love to discuss about it and receive criticism, too.

[clambuoyance]

sorry you got a rude ask so instead im sharing smth positive -> im super interested in dungeon meshi bc of the stuff uve shared so im probs gonna give it a go when i have the time to sit down and read!! it looks so funny and unique. hope u keep posting what makes u happy. :) (also i love your superhero OC!! i cant remember if you gave her a name but it was the one you made with your brother i believe. shes so cute and spunky looking!!)

aw this is very sweet ty :>

and yeahhh i know i have been on a reblogging craze but im just really into dunmesh rn. i obviously still like other stuff but it just caters to my humor really well i think. its like ridiculously funny, heartwarming, whimsical, and weird which is just my type.

also her name is lieala (i was 8. i wanted to give her a cool looking name i guess) and her powers were sooo inconsistent and based on whatever pink hero i liked at the time im not even sure what her actual power set is. her hair could move. she could fly and then sometimes id forget that fact altogether. she could shoot lasers maybe. who knows. i definitely want to keep drawing her and revisit her powers bc she is still very special to me!

thank you very much for your kindness <3

[danggirlronpa]

i love your blog so so much ty for being a f/f safe space in the m/f and m/m dominated dgrp fandom 🫂 pls drop some maki or celes queer hcs i love my little red eyed girls

ofc!! <3 Already did Maki, so here's finally the chance to get into my Very Thorough And Specific Celestia Gender Headcanons, Buckle Up

(Warning for discussion of internalized transphobia throughout!)

This is going to be a curveball even for people who share the trans girl Celestia headspace, but I actually don't think that Celestia realizes she's a girl at any point we witness her in canon.

Celestia. To Me. Is engaging in high school equivalent of drag. Because she's playing out a persona she was in roleplay forums as a middle schooler. If you're a Young Teen, going on the internet, finding a roleplay website, and going buckwild was a lot of people's Baby's First Queer Experience. There were so many websites. They used to have sections of the Quizilla dedicated to it.

And Celestia is...obviously the type of person who lived on those forums. Look At Her. Look At How She Acts. This is a girl who is committed to The Persona. Celestia had a Twilight OC with eight names that she religiously played as daily until everyone collectively decided Twilight wasn't cool and she summarily locked it up forever. She loves a guise.

"Celestia" is an extension of that. Hope's Peak is a brand new place! No one knows her name! No one knows who she is! It's the perfect place to practice her Roleplay Craft. Look at how Feminine TM "she" is! (Wow wearing these dresses is so nice. Celestia loves these dresses. Anyway TM) Look at how prim and proper "she" is! Celestia is a character come to life, V3-style, except her GM is completely aware and in control.

I don't think, in THH proper, she ever gets past this. I think in Celestia's head she's always Faking It. She's always Pretending To Be A Woman, Haha, JK! She's always got the out to recede back into when one day someone learns she Isn't A Real Woman. It was just a play! You all just got played!

There's only one time I think we ever see a hint of Celestia who truly understands and embraces that she's a girl. And that's here.

This is my favorite art of Celestia, because it's the most genuine she's ever been in her entirely life. She's blushing! She's engaging in silly antics instead of just demanding they stop! She's doing silly teenage "I am YANKING YOUR FAKE EYELASHES OFF" threats instead of sexually charged adult "I am STEPPING ON YOU PIG" threats! This is the only glimpse we ever get of a Celestia who lets the mask slip in a real sense, not just because she's angry. This is a Celestia who's willingly let her guard down enough that she can get flustered and mess around.

And I really think that would be the catalyst for her. I think Celestia being forced to acknowledge "Actually I love this life, and I love this long hair, and I love make-up and dresses, and I love being called Celestia and grouped with the girls" is one of the biggest steps towards vulnerability she'll ever make.

In a world where Summer Camp and UTDP really explored their own implications, we could've seen more of this Celeste. But since we didn't, I cling with love to my headcanon that, even though it's not where she changes her name or buys her wig, This is where Celestia starts to heal.

[auriidae]

i saw you're doing artfight and ur ocs look SO cool, do you have any facts you'd like to share about them 👀

auhsfh thank you!!! <333 yes i ABSOLUTELY have facts i can share!! ty for asking ;v;

for cheri (i haven't posted his ref here yet, but he's up on my artfight):

he's a human kid who at some point in his story is transformed into something that is very distinctly Not a human kid :P! to cope with this he concludes (erroneously) that he must be the protagonist of a superhero comic series and so approaches all his interactions accordingly (declaring himself a vigilante, designing himself a costume, seeking out wrongdoers to banter with and tie to lampposts, etc). all of this bewilders those around him, who are of course living in a completely different genre (post-apocalyptic supernatural horror)

he was originally a fnaf oc that came to me in a dream lol. that's where the mask design comes from -- he used to be one of those staff bots from security breach but like. murderous? idk

for zaba --

i also wrote about this on his actual ref page, but everything about him is based on the story that played in my head the first time i listened to glass animals' album of the same name ^^ his color palette was originally taken directly from the album's cover art!

he doesn't identify At All with the alien world he was raised in, instead being unhealthily obsessed with earth and particular aspects of humanity 👍 at some point he tries to combine the two universes and ends up hurting ppl. he's like not a good person (because he's by definition not a Person) but he tries

for ampha --

her design has not changed since i designed her for deviantart in 2020 ^^

i gave her a backstory fairly recently because i felt like she deserved it but she doesn't belong to a self-contained story like the others do! she's just a standalone littleguy <33

[tincansamurai]

fuck it, i'm cross postin the pifo oc monday posts here. but under a cut because i can't shut up. if you want to know stupid details about my ocs click here

here's the original post, ty to penbrydd for putting this together every week!

1. Were there any educators [x] bonded with or really liked? Tell us about them.

mat: matsuo took a CAD class in college with a professor who was very much on the cool young person end of the professor spectrum. there was a lot of chill-out time where students were just working on designs or hanging out while waiting for the laser cutter to finish, etc, and he got to talk to this professor way more casually than he had with any other educators before. they had a lot of shared interests, and it was nice to have someone who seemed to excited to see him. but like halfway through the semester he started feeling weird about it and switched to doing more of his work outside of the classroom. he's gonna look back at this after a couple of months of being out and wanna slap himself; like, you fuckin idiot you had a crush on him

kaz: first is his senior year hs english teacher. he didn't talk to her about all the shit he had going on but she could tell he was in a bad place, and she did a lot to encourage him to actually go to college and hype him up about the work he was doing. in college his archaeology 101 professor took a shine to him right away, and she ended up being his mentor throughout his time there, hooked him up with connections to digs looking for hands, had him be her TA for a couple of years, etc. unfortunately didn't make up for his shit grades in other courses, or the other various points of failure that've led him to working 2 shitty unrelated jobs

2. Does [x] usually see the same doctor (or other healthcare professional), or do they just see whoever's available, when they have a problem?

mat: he sees the same doctor, it's just easier to schedule that way. mat does his annual exams and gets all his shots like a good boy. he does lie about how much weed he smokes though

kaz: kaz literally only ever sees a doctor for emergencies/urgent care shit or std tests. he doesn't care who he sees, it's whoever is cheapest without insurance. he doesn't have a gp or do annuals or anything bc he feels fine and they're just gonna tell him to stop drinking, which isn't happening

3. Does [x] drink coffee? If so, how do they take it?

mat: yep, usually black. he likes dark strong coffee. someone should buy him an espresso machine. sometimes he gets a cappuccino or a latte if he's like hanging out with someone at a coffee shop, to have smth more substantial

kaz: yeah, he kind of likes shitty watered down drip coffee best, tbh

4. Has [x] had any memorable serious injuries?

mat: nope

kaz: broke his arm once as a dumb teen. don't drink and ride dirt bikes. lucky it was only his arm!

5. What's one time [x] has helped someone against their better judgement?

mat: just about any time he's had a group project for school or work, lol. mat wants shit to just be done, so he'll do extra work for no reward, even if he knows that's stupid and he should just speak up. even if he's doing the work for ppl he hates that he knows would never do shit for him.

kaz: one time he let a girl he was hooking up with stay at his and jaimie's place when she got kicked out by her roommates, even though he knew she was volatile and too into him. i mean, she was homeless, wtf, was he gonna not let her stay? lucky for him the only valuable item he owned was a shitty thinkpad, and a lot of his shirts look cooler with tears and burn marks. jaimie is still mad about this - she stole her fucking antique jewelry box!! he didn't even really like her!!!

6. Has [x] ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them?

mat: 100% had a week or two where he was miserably obsessing over actual gore videos in middle school. this probably made him worse. but also he was outside in the golden hour at a music festival in the woods on shrooms once, and the beauty of the light through the leaves probably made enough of an impact to fix that a little bit

kaz: kaz has seen so much awful shit, it would suck for everyone to list it all out. it does mostly steel his resolve to be good to other people and to never touch harder drugs tho so i guess good changes idk

7. What song reminds you of [x]?

you all know i go wild making playlists for these guys, there are so many songs... so i'll go with one recent as-of-yet-not-included-in-a-public-playlist song for each of them (that are both also a little bit about each other)

mat: leilani - the night

kaz: shame - human, for a minute

[daemon-in-my-head]

OC profile: Ellifain

Got tagged by @wafflerageface (ty 💕), @sakurainhellagain @asteriasfallingstarsandtears @kawareo have fun if y'all want, or those that want to do this feel tagged rn

Basics

Full name: Yeah, about that, do you want the alias, the name he went with mainly or the true name? I might've gone overboard here. Ellifain is an alias he uses cuz reasons, the name he's registered as a citizen with and the one his family gave him would be Fionnlagh Starym, there's a whole ass backstory about his name, why he isn't using it, if he ever uses it again etc but too much for here. Feel free to ask though. Oh but, Gortash kinda knows his name? Listen y'all it's complicated. I like it when they suffer.

Gender: Male but is too busy having an identity crisis to care for it

Sexuality: aspec

Pronouns: he/him/they, doesn't really care for the same reason as above though

Other

Father: biological; Bhaal, adopted; Anfalen Starym

Mother: biological; Bhaal(?), adopted; Saelihn Starym

Siblings: biological; Sarevok Anchev, adopted; Elanil Starym. Orin is just a niece, she's not Bhaals kid (though he does treat her like a sister)

Birthplace: praise the vague canon, I suppose he was created in Gehenna before Bhaal dropped him like a hot stone in the Gate

Job: Cult leader

Phobias: being viewed as Faithless or False, the cold

Guilty Pleasures: 'artistic' worship, dancing, sitting in the sun like a lizard, playing with Cadis

Alignment: neutral evil with chaotic tendencies

Sins: vivisections, murder, extortion, blackmail, skipping the fine prints, skipping work, arrogance, do you need the whole list or does this suffice?

Virtues: protectiveness (he's really not a good guy)

This or That

Introvert/Extrovert: Extroverted introvert(?), prefers to keep to himself or his small group of people he does not hate, but can be charming and extroverted in a rather manipulative fashion if duties require

Organized/Disorganized: Organized, not thanks to Scels help

Close-Minded/Open-Minded: Very open-minded, for better or worse. Please stop eating people that's not a balanced diet.

Calm/Anxious/Restless: Restless, can't sit still for 5 minutes. Needs to fiddle with something if he's not occupied

Disagreeable/Agreeable/In-Between: In-Between, will hear you out but if he considers your idea to be foolish he will call you out and become incredibly stubborn about it

Cautious/Reckless: Reckless. Does not give a damn as long as only he's involved, if others could be put into unfortunate situations however he'll reconsider and be somewhat careful. If he likes them that is

Patient/Impatient/In between: Patient, he'll get what he wants eventually, one way or another

Outspoken/Reserved/In between: Reserved, he will not talk or say more than he has to in order to convey his point. Local tyrants hate this trick.

Leader/Follower/Flexible: Flexible but prefers to lead

Empathetic/Unempethic/In between: In between, tries his best to be empathic but some things he simply can't comprehend or refuses to cuz of his own past

Traditional/Modern/In between: In between, mainly traditional but isn't afraid of introducing new things to the cult or his life

Hard working/Lazy: Hard working, solely cuz he avoids sleep and can't sit still for 5 minutes. Lounging is his archenemy

Relationships

OTP: Gortash. Duh. Though things happened with a certain Drow in between

BrOTP: Astarion, platonic murder worsties, finally an elf that doesn't look at his appearance with disdain cuz they're the same in that regard. Lae'zel is cool too, they could share beautiful moments of identity crisis together

NOTP: Shadowheart, she's a constant painful reminder of the memories he's lost, oddly enough something he'd rather forget (his whole stick is running from uncomfortable truths lol) edit; also he has that whole Sehanine and moon bit going on so Shart thought he's a selunite, didn't go well for either of them lmao

[clairetimes]

unsure if you're doing kirby oc ask game but WOE ASKS BE UPON YE

spin the booboo wheel for these <3

🍅🥘🍒🦁🩷(pink heart)🛡️!

Ooooo ty for sending in these asks! This actually reminded me to reblog the original ask game post dgcjhsdh

As for which oc I'm picking for these, I'm going with my gal Canvice since I feel that I don't talk about her enough

Let's begin!

🍅 (Tomato) - If Kirby absorbed them or their attacks, what Copy Ability [or Abilities] would he get? Alternatively, if they themselves are capable of using the Copy Ability, do they have a favourite?

Kirby would gain the Artist copy ability if he absorbed Canvice and any of her attacks. Though if he inhaled her sword, then Kirby would get the Sword copy ability.

🥘 (Stew) - Do they have any favourite foods or comfort foods? What are their eating habits like? If absorbed by the Cook ability, what healing item would they summon?

Canvice loves to eat fruits and nuts, but her favorites are apples, cherries, and pistachios. She eats rather normally, though every once in a while you might catch her snacking on something. If Canvice was absorbed by the Cook ability, she'd summon grapes.

🍒 (Cherry) - Out of all of the Dream Friends [Kirby included], which ones would they get along with the most? The least?

She'd get along with Adeline very well thanks to their love of painting. Canvice would also have a good bond with Gooey because of their shared connection with Dark Matter, Bandana Dee since she finds him somewhat cool, and Rick because he's nice.

As for who she'd get along with the least, that'd be Marx and Daroach. Mostly because Daroach would steal her paintings while Marx would ruin them as a prank.

🦁 (Lion) - If they were an animal — that is, of the Earth / Shiver Star / New World variety — which animal would they be? If they already are an animal, what real-life species or subspecies are they most similar to?

Canvice would be a Jabhog.

🩷 (Pink Heart) - If they were a Dream Friend, what would their moveset be like? How much HP do they have? Would they be a strong attacker, or would they take on more of a support role?

Canvice would share some moveset similarities between the Artist copy ability and Adeline, but with her own personal touches added. She'd also be able to switch between her normal form and her Dark Matter form to preform different attacks. And Canvice would also use her sword for certain attacks.

She'd have the same amount of hp as everyone else in her normal form, though in her Dark Matter form, Canvice would have slightly more heath.

Canvice would definitely be a strong attacker with some heavy hitting moves. And thanks to her artist capabilities, she'd be able to draw up a healing item to use. Though healing isn't really her priority, so she'd heal less than the Artist ability can.

🛡️ (Shield) - Which Clash role would your OC pick - Sword Hero, Hammer Lord, Beam Mage, or Doctor Healmore?

She would pick the Sword Hero role and wear this armor set in particular.

And that's all of the questions answered! Ty for sending these in!

[charliemwrites]

hi charlie!! duke as a character made me bluescreen reading her profile. beauty and brains wrapped up in such a cool person and her loyalty to her family ☹️ the dedicated tattoos ive barely just met them but ur OCS are so sweet. i’m new to cod and OCs in general but i think mine would be a type-a, super neurotic intelligence analyst of some sort. VERY intrigued (despite her best efforts not to be) by rook, the captain and how well the specgru team takes care of each other bc she is a disaster bi. ty for sharing i love your writing so much !

Welcome to the fandom, first of all!!!

Your poor type A oc would have their hands full with Duke. She’s a bit scattered but she’s got a system, she swears. But she’d also adore talking code and programming and data. Would even turn it into an impromptu coffee date

[luc3ks]

Is there any place I can read/see/just consume content in general from the vile coke universe? I am absolutely obsessed with these goobers I love them the half vampire idea with Malik is so cool and oughhh Ellie,,,, ellie so pretty,,,

Actually scratch that every one of your ocs are pretty lmfao they all slay so hard😭😭

aw thank you so much :') means a lot

I‘m still working on making decent doodles and misc artworks for the rest of the cast so there‘s more goobers to come. ellie‘s bestie for the resties [partner in crime] is high on my priorities 🤞

I wish I had more about it out but I‘m still very anxious with publicly sharing anything original of mine…. so as of rn there‘s only the info I‘ve put up here LOL </3 but I‘m trying to get more expansive with the parts I share. ty for your interest, it gives me more incentive to get over my anxiety HAHA

there‘s quite a lot of backstory I‘ve yet to share. but a very fast tldr is that ellie and her bff (mariam, or "mari“ as a nickname) are childhood friends. mari‘s dad, subhi, took in malik, ellie, and michael when they got orphaned, up until relationships (see: primarily between subhi and michael) started souring. also important: mari (and subhi) is a puppy dawg werewolf

[thepricklybin-art]

Hey hey! I'm jester ^^ welcome to my art blog! This place is a lot more chill than my insta so you’ll see a lot more experimental art

Commission info is here! They’re always open !

I use he/they/xe pronouns, am AuDHD and dyslexic (+more) also need tone indicators please!

Mostly oc but trying to get back into fanart (tagged with #jesters-art and jesters-fanart for uh, fanart lmao)

Current hyperfixations/special interests (aka what I've been drawing/consuming the most) :

Hermitcraft and the life series and playing mc in general

Thorpe park and alton towers / My own ocs lmfao

Sonic :D

Tf2

Feel free to send in asks for my ocs as long as they are sfw and not creepy weird

Other social media, boundaries and random stuff under the blinkies!

Thank you to @radiotrophicfungi and the creators of Blinkie cafe for the blinkies!!!

Social medias:

Instagram: ThePricklyBin

Toyhouse: ThePricklyBin (i post adopts here too!)

Youtube: ThePricklyBin (for animations!!)

Bluesky : ThePricklyBin

My boundaries :

The basic stuff like : NO transphobes, homophobes, ableism, racism ect! I will not tolerate hate towards anyone here unless they are a proper asshole!

I am a punk! I am pro Palestinian , anti capitalism, pro abortion, i support BLM and all that fun political stuff! That being said- i am going to keep politics off of my art blog, if you want stuff like that i usually share it on instagram and my main blog (@thepricklybin)

Please ask before you message me, unless its regarding a commission

PLEASE! Use tone indicators!

I BLOCK AS I PLEASE! If you are blocked there will very likely be a reason but i will block whoever i want within reason, i prioritise my own health.

Thats all! Stay cool everyone and ty for coming to my blog :D

[coffeepotcat]

so who is ester and wheres she from? she looks cool :o

Ohoho ty for asking!!

Esther's my own character- she's the daughter of my older demon wizard oc Kremlin and he loves her so so much.

I've been using her as a regular NPC in the D&D campaign I've been hosting for.. like three years now?? which is Crazy!

As a demon and the kid of a powerful magic user she shares her dad's insane innate magical ability and delight in causing rampant destruction- but she's also very sweet at heart and wants desperately to impress the people she cares about by going good things. She's a ragamuffin and a rascal and she gets along very well with good people who aren't afraid to do a little crime (as a treat).

She's currently tagging along with my players helping them collect the pieces of a powerful crown which could destroy the world in the wrong hands and is having an Excellent time~

[oddmawd]

Hey Mawd, is it okay to ask about "The Wife" from The Hunt in these OC asks or not? Just curious! Nway, sending 🎂,💯 and ☕️ for Rei!

hmmmm, The Wife...that should be fine! i left her somewhat abstract for the reader-insert lovers but she has a distinct personality i could use for this DETAILS ABOUT OCs ASK MEME...(also i did base her closely on Rei LMAO so i can kind of default to Rei's characterization for the ask game too!)

THANK YOU FOR THE ASK I LOVE ANSWERING THESE AND YOU MADE MY ENTIRE FUCKIN WEEK, ILY TY!!!!!!

🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE — when is your oc's birthday? how old are they? what are their sun, moon, & rising signs (if known)? what about their tarot card, ruling planet, & ruling number (if known)? do they fit the typical traits of these sun, moon, & rising signs?

You put me through my paces with this one because I hadn't actually done any birth chart stuff for Rei, and I'm not very good at astrology stuff! I'm basically just picking stuff that fits the personality I gave her. Her birthday is April Fools Day! This makes her an Aries, and I like to think she was born only a few minutes after midnight, putting her on the cusp of being a March and April Aries. As for her signs... She is an Aries Sun, Virgo Moon, Scorpio Rising. This gives her Aries' ambition and drive but Virgo's desire for order while pursuing her goals, and Scorpio's strong intuition and ability to read emotions. Does she fit these signs? Sometimes, but her past has cooled some of Aries' famous temper, and her Sun and Rising signs further quell some of the impulsivity Aries are known for. She looks before she leaps, unlike the typical Aries, and she's not a selfish person as some people believe of Scorpio. She IS, however, very much a Virgo in how critical she is of herself (especially her appearance). I don't know enough about Tarot or numerology to answer the other questions, but I hope the above is enough. <3

💯 HUNDRED POINTS SYMBOL — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know.

Fun Fact #1: Rei's favorite emoji, coincidentally, is the 💯 emoji. Followed closely by the ✨ emoji. You'd THINK it would be the winking emoji, but nope. She saves winks for in-person shenanigans. Fun Fact #2: She owns no fewer than 50 wigs. Yes, that's a lot of wigs, but not all of them are top-grade, human hair, hand-tied, or even natural-looking wigs. In fact, the majority of them aren't. Human-hair, hand-tied wigs are extremely expensive, and she only owns a handful (collected over the course of many years) for special occasions. She breaks down her wig collection into four distinct categories: The Queens (her best wigs), the Classy Ladies (high-end synthetic wigs), the Party Girls (mid-tier synthetic wigs), and the Hot Mess Ma'ams (the cheapo costume wigs she happily beats to hell and back). Every category has its time and place. The purple wig she wore to the club in The Sight Unseen was a Hot Mess Ma'am she got on Amazon for like $15. (Bonus Wig Fact: She prefers NOT to glue down her wigs, though she used to do so for ballroom competitions and burlesque routines. Her skin is sensitive and easily irritated, and she enjoys changing up her look on an almost daily basis.) Fun Fact #3: Rei loves reading, and she loves reading nonfiction especially. She volunteers are her local library to read books to kids. She typically dresses up in a costume or fancy outfit that fits the theme of the day's book. Rei is QUITE GOOD at acting out children's literature, and kids love her because she's willing to meet them on their level and never talks down to them. She's very good with kids in general. (That may have been more than one fun fact for this last entry...)

☕️ HOT BEVERAGE — does your oc prefer coffee, tea, hot chocolate, milk, water, or some other drink? how do they like to take this drink (ex. coffee with milk, hot chocolate with whipped cream, a specific kind of tea, etc)?

Today, Rei is a double espresso kind of person. She drinks it for utility in the early mornings and to power late-night study sessions. A quick slam of caffeine is just what she needs to power through the day. BUT when she wants something she can savor and isn't in dire need of instant waking up, she goes for a London fog with a pump of lavender syrup. That's her cozy drink on Sunday mornings, curled up in bed with a good book in her favorite bathrobe. Please note that in her club-scene-visiting and dance-competition-dominating and burlesque-performing youth, however, she would down sugar-free Red Bulls by the case. Those were darks times characterized by youthful idiocy joie de vivre and complete disregard for the health of her kidneys.

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