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I hope that once the update with Avery's mansion comes out I'll be able to see more appeal in them again cause when I started DoL I actually kinda liked Avery at first.

... But they were also a woman in my first genuine save which had a fem PC and I liked what I thought was gonna be just some sugar mama yuri shenanigans. I was wrongggg but that's okayyy TwT

But really I see @moneyonahole's Esther x Avery content and idk I kinda want to get in on that toxic old man action with a PC someday 😌

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OML DEVIOUS THOUGHTS

Cove has IW trauma and gets triggered by things that remind her of IW and what happened to her in the lake (extra trauma cause she became fallen thanks to that fucking ghost). She'd probably still try to be friendly with Noémie she'd just be really fidgety and jerk away if she tried to touch her at all until she learns to trust Noémie.

However she can't hide how she initially looks at her with pure terror BUT NOÉMIE BEAUTIFUL I LOVE HER

Just a little silly PC on PC encounter :3

You round the corner of the hallway and spot Whitney up ahead, flanked by his usual cronies. They’ve stopped someone in her tracks.

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⤷ If you have encountered the Ivory Wraith before

The girl stands out immediately. Pale skin and white hair almost seem to glow beneath the hallway lights. Something about her unsettles you. Not just her pallor, but the measured, almost cryptic way she’d spoken to Whitney. The resemblance lingers in your mind. | + + Stress | + + Trauma (scales higher if you’ve just finished the schism event LMAODJS)

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You can barely make out what’s being said from this distance, but Whitney’s tone is familiar. Mocking. Prodding. The girl answers evenly. Then she says something short enough to be missed entirely, and Whitney freezes. Whatever it was, it’s enough to make him take a step back.

The group parts, muttering, and she moves past them without another word.

She notices you watching and meets your gaze for a moment. There’s something unsettling in the way her eyes linger on you, quiet and searching. Then she turns away, quickening her pace toward the next class.

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More of me only supplying ass-quality screenshots of what I'm working on

I'm trying to make an Ody ref

Keyword is trying.

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I promise chat I haven't jumped off the face of the earth I HAVE AN ODY WIP I PROMISE I'LL FINISH IT

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Drawing porn fanart of a character with small boobs and giving them big boobs feels cowardly to me. Like it's one thing if it's like a breast growth/inflation fetish but if you're just giving them giant honkers because that's how you make things sexy that comes across as lazy to me. Like what you can't figure out how to make a character sexy if she's below a DD? Skill issue.

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BABIEESSSSS

Lu-bubu and Ody-bubu 💞

(Luca and @drowdol's Odyssa!)

Og image below:

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Meet Odyssa the Limerant! 🔪🖤

I've had this PC for a bit but never made anything properly for her. So I finally made a little intro sheet for her! 🥰

She's available for asks as well!

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One day I'll have a PC who fucks Whitney up the ass like he deserves.

I love top male Whitney but I need him like at least once to be the one getting called slut and bent over a desk or something LMAO

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Luci ❣️🍑

🕊 - Weirdly enough, Luci feels safest at Darryl's club. He absolutely isn't safest there but he likes that there's ACTUAL security there. At the orphanage he feels like he's the security usually, because Bailey doesn't even really do the bare minimum as caretaker to take care of any of the other wards.

🦇 - Luci's biggest fear is actually becoming like any of the rotten adults in the town. He outright refuses to voice this fear because it's "impossible." It could never actually happen, right? It's just paranoia. But still, he'd rather die than become like any of them. Especially Bailey.

🧨 - Insulting people he loves grants a VIP ticket to an ass-whooping. Insult him all you want, he doesn't care. He's "the shameless" for a reason. But start talking shit about a certain fellow orphan for example? Robin, for example? Nope. No one insults them. You're not getting away with that without at least getting a broken nose and busted up lips. He might be more considerate if you're a fellow orphan. Might.

Tagged since they asked for it: @ambicutiebutt @mosseroleplay

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🧩 for all three!

Cove

🧩 - Cove really did feel better after punching Sydney. She regretted it immediately after she did, and helped him get new glasses especially since she was the one to break them this time. But she felt relieved afterwards. She punched him because of High Trauma/Stress and Low Control — Cove was envious that it seemed that Sydney never had anything truly as awful as the things people had done to her happen go him. It wasn't fair. So, she punched him. She'll never admit that it made her feel much better... But she wouldn't deny it to be honest. She will simply say she regrets what she did, and will never do that to Sydney again. She's thankful to have not lost Sydney as one of her best friends over it.

Luci

🧩 - Luci may be The Shameless, but he actually hides quite a lot from others. And it's mostly trauma. What he can't cope with through being a slut, thief, brawler, or just through the passage of time itself, he just... Hides it. His trauma is his to deal with. No one else needs to worry about his luggage. He might talk about it with someone he trusts, but he doesn't expect or even really want help. He just needs to be stronger, or get better at hiding it.

Carrion

🧩 - Carrion actually doesn't have a lot of things she wouldn't admit to. "Carrie" - her 'mask' identity, on the other hand, hides MOST truths about Carrion. Think reverse Gap Moe, lol. A killer? Her? Of course not! What on earth would give you that idea? 🙂

However if you already have seen Carrion simply as herself, as long as there isn't others who see her only as "Carrie" around, she will start dropping the act. It's not like anyone will believe you if you decide to blab anyways, and anyone who would probably wouldn't care.

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Sneak peak of a new Cove render I've been working on! She has a new hairstyle 😌

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Gift.

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🕊️🦇🧨!

Only answered for Cove and Carrion - If you wanted me to include Luci and I'll repost with an answer for him! 😌

Cove 🐚🌊

🕊 - If she can't be around someone she feels safe with (which she'd rather do usually), or wants to be alone; Cove feels most at peace/"safest" at the beach, even if that isn't really true at all. She'll go there to listen to the waves or go swimming. Maybe just float with the waves.

🦇 - Cove is terrified of the lake ruins, and because of them tends to avoid the lake all together. She'll turn down most if not all invitations to go to there. On the occasion she DOES go to the lake she doesn't really go swimming. IF she gets in the water she'd stay right on the shore, in at her waist while standing at ABSOLUTE most, no matter how much of a good swimmer she is. In the same hand, she's terrified of the blood moon. She'll lock herself away in her room at the orphanage and refuse to sleep. Damn near will do anything to stay awake when she gets desperate enough.

🧨 - Harming those she holds dear will set Cove off. Cove is damn near ready to kill if someone hurts someone she loves, all in the name of protecting them. A trigger that developed upon finding Robin at the docks.

Carrion 🔪♟️

(New emojis for Carrion that fit her character better lol not making a new tag though)

🕊 - Carrion also feels safest in her bedroom. It's her space. Hers, and hers alone, no matter what anyone says. Sure, Bailey owns the orphanage, but she's paying for the room. It's hers.

🦇 - Carrion's worst fear is being powerless. Having no control whatsoever. Not even in the in-game sense. But having no control whatsoever in what happens to or around her. Or worse, having no control over her own body. She never wants to rely on someone or something else to help her out of a situation or circumstance. It's not that she necessarily wants to do everything solo, but she wants to always have the option to do so at least. And she NEVER wants to be completely dependent on ANYONE. She wants no one to have that sort of power over her.

🧨 - Comparing her to her late brother, or, more likely, comparing her to someone that reminds her of her late brother. He's gone. And it's better off that way. She'd rather forget about him and all from her former family. Don't remind her of them. She did what she had to do.

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✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis/headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.

[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? [ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ? [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? [ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? [ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ? [ 🦇 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a fear they never talk about ? [ 🔒 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a secret they’ve sworn never to tell ? [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ? [ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ? [ 💼 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do they always carry with them ? [ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? [ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ? [ 💢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho have they never forgiven and never will ? [ 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ? [ 🌧️ ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a pain they refuse to heal from ? [ 🪞 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen have they looked at their reflection and hated what they saw ? [ 📿 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat superstition or ritual do they cling to ? [ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ? [ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ? [ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ? [ 🫀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho taught them what love is ? did it hurt ? [ 💭 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they believe they’re worthy of being loved ? [ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? [ 🔦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they search for ? [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🌒 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a dream or goal they have given up on ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🌪️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the one choice they regret (not) making ? [ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ? [ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ? [ 🗡️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a scar that they have but never talk about ? [ 🕸️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a favourite lie they like to hear ? [ 🪦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat would they want on their gravestone but never admit aloud ? [ 🎱 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of future do they crave, and who’s in it ? [ 🌀 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a recurring dream or nightmare ? [ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? [ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? [ 🧭 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhere would they go if they could disappear tomorrow ?

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UGHHH I LOVE BROKEN WHITNEY

You’re not his pet anymore. He’s yours.

gender neutral + toxic reader x traumatized whitney

post underground brothel scenario, roughly 1.2k words! no NSFW + canon typical mentions of rape/violence

Whitney isn’t the same anymore. He hasn’t been since the day he’d been thrown into that van, sobbing and struggling against a man far bigger than both of you, to pay for what he had tried to do to you.

You don’t know what happened to him in the underground brothel, but you know it couldn’t have been good. That’s why you helped him, after all. Because he was suffering and you have a conscience, right? Because even bad people don’t deserve something like that, to be pawned off to even worse people for scraps of cash, right?

That must be right. You aren’t a bad person.

You brush a lock of hair away from his pale face and feel the way he flinches with his whole body, the tremor jolting your lap where his head is warily resting. His eyes are red around rims — they often are nowadays, like he can’t bring himself to sleep or stop crying — and his cheeks are a little sunken. They didn’t feed him much down there, you guess. He probably didn’t have an appetite to begin with.

You’ve tried to get him to try broth to put some weight back on his bones, since solid meat is out of the question, but he just coughed it up, sobbed, apologized for the mess. Then he tried to lick it off your lap.

Whenever he begs for your forgiveness like that, your heart twists up in your chest. The poor thing. He’s so scared, so pathetic, and the only thing in the world he can rely on is you. And he hated you so much before, enough to want you dead. Now you’re his savior and all he can do is kiss the ground you walk on, and pray you don’t leave him behind.

Your lips tremble up into a smile but you force it back down before he can see. There’s a sort of satisfaction in his fall from grace. Or there would be, if you were a bad person. You pet his hair as a silent apology.

Still, you can't waste the day away doing nothing but reminiscing. It’s almost noon on a Saturday. You’re sacrificing time and money just to take care of this pitiful creature you’ve taken responsibility for. You keep your voice soft and low, like he’s an animal you don’t want to scare away, and you speak to him. “Whitney,” you murmur and he jumps like he’s frightened anyways. “Is there anything you’d like to do today?”

He doesn’t respond for a moment. His eyes dart up and run over your face like he’s gauging what your mood is, what the best response is going to be. They’re still a pretty shade of blue but they’re always glazed over nowadays.

He seems to realize you’re actually asking for a response and not just creating an opportunity to wedge something between his lips. Or making up an excuse to hit him. “I…” His shoulders tense before his head tilts on your lap, lifeless. “…There’s nothing. Sorry. Thanks.”

Sorry, thank you is his mantra recently. If he’s hungry, tired, needs to use the bathroom or speaks aloud, even, it tumbles from his mouth. Sorry for existing. Thank you for dealing with me. He’s so cute it’s almost painful.

“There’s really nothing?” You ask, cupping his cheek. His whole body freezes and you relish it, the stiffness of his neck and shoulders pressing into you and you have control, even if you would never abuse it. Not like he would’ve done to you before. “We can go on a walk. The cafe by the beach is open now, and it’s got a pretty view of the water. Or we can visit the docks. You used to like watching the ships come in, didn’t you?”

He shivers. It’s a little tremor, starting at his fingertips, and he can’t quite repress it. “N-No, thank you. I don’t… I-I want to stay here. With you.” His voice cracks and his cheeks color. It’s progress that he’s asserting his own will but he’s embarrassed. Even when he’s been so thoroughly broken he still finds the idea of begging you repugnant. That, too, is adorable.

You keep pushing him. “Really? It’s okay. You don’t have to lie to me.” You lean over him, and your hair brushes your cheeks. The shadow it casts feels like a curtain separating the two of you from the rest of the world. “We can do whatever you like.”

“There isn’t…” he croaks. He looks nervous now. Like he’s picking the wrong answer. He’s waiting for a punishment, or to be forced onto your mattress. You wonder what other sorts of things they did to him there. The tense winding of his body tells you he’s ready to escape, although it’s been beaten into him not to try.

You lean down even further. His heart is thumping so hard that his jugular is visible through his skin, the twitching on his neck fascinating to witness. Your fingers caress his skin — it’s clammy yet soft from where you’ve been taking care of him. “I know,” you say. You fake having a light bulb moment, as if this wasn’t your intention all along. Your eyes meet. “Why don’t we go visit your friends? I think they still miss you.”

You don’t just think that’s the case. You know it. The missing poster you've ripped from the wall at school and plastered above your own bed is evidence. They’ll never know he’s here with you. Yours.

That soft comment is enough to push him over, to make him jolt upright, almost knocking your foreheads together. He doesn’t outright grab your shoulders but he knocks you to the bed, leans over your body and cages you with his arms. His eyes are wide and desperate. Before his kidnapping, he always looked so flawlessly put together. Wild, but calculatedly so. Now his hair sticks up in every direction even though you brush it every morning and night. “No!” He pleads. If anyone were next door, they’d have heard it. “Don’t you fucking dare! I don’t want — nobody, nobody can see me like…”

Like this. All fucked up and broken. Whitney catches a glance of himself in the reflection of your eyes and all of the color drains from his already pale face.

Instantly, what he’s done catches up to him. He recoils so severely that he falls backwards off the bed and onto the floor with a loud thud. You stay in place and merely listen as he begs for your forgiveness. Fuck, I’m sorry — no, I didn’t mean to — please, don’t do it, it was an accident — I won’t touch you again just don’t make me do it I don’t want to do it anymore, I’m sorry — !

You can't help it. Laying back where he’d tackled you over, you lock eyes with the bright eyed Whitney on the poster hanging on your wall. And a big smile breaks out across your face.

Because, maybe just a little bit, you’re a bad person.

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I'm saying fuck it and not actually finishing this because it's been sitting on my computer for at least a month now but Bunnysuit Cove

ft. @amamiishu's Dieter and then Whitney in the corner lol

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What was one event that changed your PC? Not just their appearance but their perspective on the world, or the way the town works?

Y'all are getting another Cove canon event yap teehee

(‼️TW for SH‼️)

I don't think I've yapped about it before on here but it was after she saved Robin from the docks.

It took her a week to do so because she was working to pay Bailey to (plus Whitney tried selling her and she had to save his ass from getting sold instead, whoopsie!). But it was also because she didn't know to true extent of what Bailey's punishments entailed. She knew they were bad but she was not prepared for the state she found her best friend. Cove ended up blaming herself for what happened to them, because in my current lore for her at least, she's the one who brought Robin to the orphanage. It's why she took on Robin's debt without any hesitation as soon as they got back to the orphanage.

She ended up cutting herself on her thighs as a way to pay penance. She managed to hide what she was doing to herself from Robin for a week until they came to her room in the middle of the night due to nightmares again and caught her in the act. They managed to convince her that what happened to them at the dicks wasn't her fault, and was able to get her to quit cutting, but that has never stopped Cove from feeling overwhelming guilt over what happened to them. She's vowed to make sure Robin never goes through something so traumatic ever again.

This whole ordeal greatly changed her perspective on Bailey, who Cove actually viewed as a fatherly figure beforehand, even if not the best one, replacing her strange fondness for the man with a strong hatred. It also changed her perspective on the docks and the people working there, realizing the same people who untied her after one of Whitney's schemes could've just as easily took the bait if they wanted to.