#OC Castor

[peonygemstone]

Castor(black) to Lola(Blue) or Anansi.

Which two OCs?

[harleyhasguessed]

Why did i give my oc beef with an unpaid intern?

No im asking you, i dont know why

[peonygemstone]

Doodles from my sketchbook!

Plus some close ups!

[starswhimsy]

I made u fanart <3 :)

OH MY GOODNESS IT SO CUTE 😍

I love it !!

[lunarthing159]

for the wynn oc questions: 11. whats your favorite province? 25. The gates of Fruma will be opening to you by the end of the year, do you think you're ready for what comes next?

"Favorite? Oh! Gotta be the Wynn Province! Never been to Corkus & I haven't seen as much of the Gavel Province as one might think! Haha! I've been here the longest, it's where I've made all my friends, and there are no other contenders for Provinces!!"

"...Fruma?"

[There is silence for a small moment in time, the fire making up his hair, sparks more frequently, before calming down once more]

"...I'm not going."

[...He's lying.]

[peonygemstonesideaccount1]

Would you be interested in telling me some oc lore? -🌟

You bet I am!

So my oc's story takes place in a modern/futuristic setting.

The plot takes place in this city that is completely overun by monsters!

What happened: Before the city was built, the monsters laid dormant underground, the construction of the city is what disturbed the monsters from their rest and caused them to evoke havoc on the city.

That is why a large portion of the city is unfinished.(which makes great room for hide outs and criminal activity)

Though the existence of the monsters is kept away from public eye, this means no average citizen is aware of their existence.

Stage 1:

The thing with these monsters(stage 1) is that they are physically weak on their own.(that's why they were lying dormant, to conserve energy)

They need a host/body in order to complete themselves.

They are very simple minded and only act on one goal. Sentience at this stage is...debatable...

A monster taking over the hosts body is a gradual process, usual taking 3 years until visible signs start showing up.

The host is never aware of the monsters when they are at stage 1, but over time as the connection between the host and the monster grows, the monster can make it's presence known to the host either to torment the host or persuade them to give into the process.

At Stage 2:

The phenotype(physical characteristics) of the host begins to change. They may begin to sprout wings, grow horns, have extra limbs, etc. What physical characteristic that begins to change all depends on the monster.(The monsters are based of any animal, though other living organisms may present themselves)

At this point, the host is physically aware that something is wrong with them and may try to seek help, or hide themselves away.

This is where the government comes in!

At this point the government, decides to intervene and take these people away to facilities to avoid further casualty. This is to keep citizens unaware of the monsters and also because of what happens at Stage 3.

Stage 3:

The monster has completely taken over the host. Though they still maintain and outward humanoid appearance, the host is long gone.

Although something interesting happens!

As a result of the monster fusing together with the host, it displays the original personality and aspirations the host had before being taken over...to some degree...

Let's say a host had the desire to become a doctor. After the possession of the monster, the host will still try to pursue that desire, though the means by which they obtain it are less than savory...(they may try to kill any individual that comes in their way of said goal)

To put it simply, the monster can twist the persons desires but is still compelled to perform or act on them (even if it can be a bit annoying)

Same thing applies for personality. Personality can become more hostile, mischievous or uncanny.

It is important to note the the original person is no more, and there is currently no known way on how to bring them back.

(The monster can in some cases of stage 3, have some fragments or complete memories of the host)

Stage 4:

Not every individual has a smooth transformation from person to Stage 3 monster.(I really don't know what to call the monsters)

If the body of the host is too unstable for the monster, then the host can transform into a more beastly like appearance.

For most individuals possessed by the monsters, this is unfortunately the case.

All sense of sentience is gone from the creature for it merely acts on instinct. It is a great danger to the general population and can cause immense destruction.

Though in the rarest of cases, some Stage 4 monsters do maintain their sentience. They are dangerous in a much more different way though. They are very smart and know how to manipulate a situation to their own favour.

In order to try and keep this a secret, the government made a deal with this type of Stage 4 monsters. (I have not yet thought of the deal...) This means this specific type of Stage 4 is kept under tight security in underground laboratories.

That's like a general overview of the world my oc's live in!

Here is some miscellaneous:

●Some Stage 2 can hide their physical characteristics.

●Not all Stage 3 monsters are hostile(Most are even unaware of the fact that there was an original person before them)

●The intelligent Stage 4 monsters are kind of eldritch? (Not sure)

●An organization has been formed to deal with the Hostile Stage 4 monsters.

●Castor is at stage 2(More info on him later

●Anansi is at stage 3

●Lola is...human...

So yeah! This is where Lola, Castor,(I need to change that name...) and Anansi live in. Thank you for the ask!

[pumadoe]

Spaceship ppl. Castor doesn't give emotional support. It needs it.

[krshush]

IIIII love the style of this Picrewww, so I had to make myself, Merit and Taliesin (who fit the style The Most) in it

[patchoulinz]

vampire oc

[peonygemstone]

Castor(He doesn't remember but he has like two siblings and way to many uncles and aunties to count.)

which oc has a big family?

[crabbydoggybuster]

@wyllaztopia -I don’t know weria @ 😭😭SO IMMA @ YOU‼️

CASTOR FANART

CASTOR SANS BELONGS TO HYEOHAN

[peonygemstone]

Coloured piece of my oc's (I don't like it....but I tried🙁)

Outfits are heavily subject to change...

[peonygemstone]

Castor😞. (You're a "fish" for crying out loud!)

Which OC should drink more water?

[starswhimsy]

☆Good night bite☆

Warning: Noncon, yandere, biting, Castor and Carlos being FREAKY

You stumbled into your quarters exhausted from the day’s work. Not only dealing with cleaning, cooking, and dusting, but also with the youngest Harper siblings. 

Valitanes wanted to have a tea party, and Vincent wanted to play outside. So of course, they started yelling and crying. Then Castor and Carlos made you cry, tripping you down the stairs before doting and telling you how sorry they were.

Honesty, you were just happy to go to bed and send your next paycheck to your mother.

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You were half asleep when you heard a loud creak….

Two pairs of yellow eyes stared back at you. Castor and Carlos, don’t move, that’s all you could think about. Just don’t move, and they’ll go away, then you could finally rest.  But life isn’t that easy at the Harper’s mansion.

 Caster and Carlos' steps filled the air, not caring for the noise their feet made. Castor hummed as he stopped in front of you, moving your hair out of your face, making you flinch. 

“ Y/N, we know you’re awake. We just wanted to say good night” 

Carlos plodded down beside you, leaning down to your neck. “Don’t worry, we just want a snack.”

Before you could protest, you felt a sting on both sides of your neck. 

“Sweat dreams”

[lunarthing159]

OC Questions for Castor! 4- How does your magic work? Did anybody teach you, or did you come up with it yourself? 13- Who would you consider your best friend? 19- How do you feel know that everyone's hopes are riding on you?

"Magic? Oh! Like my hair!! Uh- I'm still not really sure. After fending off the corruption at Detlas, Ragon noticed my hair was sparking flames and told me uh- something about Innate Magic? He took a simple candle to my head and WOOSH, Fire!! So- I guess I have this now!"

"I can put it out if I want, just going in water does the trick, but I usually keep it this way now. It doesn't hurt unless I want it to!! I guess, to actually answer your first question, kinda both! It was 'innately' mine but Ragon was the one to teach me about it!! Oh- and for the- like- green arrow lazer beam? I have no idea!!" :D

"A,,, best friend..? I can't pick!!! I've met so many AMAZING people here!! From Tasim and Aledar, to Ope, the Seaskipper Captain, to-... Theorick...... uh- I can't pick just one person! Everyone's my Best Friend!!"

"Everyone's? I wouldn't have thought I was that well known. Then again- okay fair. I think, I... I feel proud! I, I'll let you in on something."

"After everything that happened with Theorick, me being... unable to save... him... I kinda- got into a bad spot for a bit, just- mindlessly training to be stronger. Until- I actually remembered what my personal goal was as a Soldier of Wynn,,, to make people smile, and to give them the opportunities to smile again. I won't be able to help everyone the way I want, but I can't let go of my goal for everyone else because of one failure set in the stones of time."

"...That sounded smart- GASP- Did I just say something smart!!!"

[It Doesn't Seem Like You'll Get An Elaboration On His Answer]

[pineconepie]

Yan king???👀

I had a little fun with the worldbuilding because it gave me an excuse to use one of my old ideas.

I'll explain it briefly because I didn't do much explaining in the writing: there are five major kingdoms in the nation of Lepidoptra - Rosy Maple, Atlas, Luna, Death's Head, and the one where reader is from: Comet Kingdom. Everyone has wings that resemble a moth, along with antennae. (yes moths are a huge hyperfixation of mine)

Just thought I'd get that out of the way lol. Anyway, this is probably one of the most yandere characters I've written mwehehe.

TW: Attempted murder (kind of but not really), parental yandere, manipulation, implied gaslighting, infantilization

...

Ever since you could recall, your father had been very protective over you. He homeschooled you, didn't let you leave the house much, only allowed a few select friends, but those friends were also friends with your dad, and just getting paid to talk to you.

Your father would hold you as often as he could, making sure he was the first and last thing you'd see daily.

He had told you, ever since you were just a young mothling, your wings had been cut off by a robber who attempted to kidnap you, and thus, your father had to be extremely cautious in regards to keeping you safe at home.

You never left the house alone, and even if you did, you were monitored.

Sometimes, you'd get strange flashbacks. Almost like deja-vu, but these felt more vivid in your mind.

Once when you saw Castor, your father's, sword, you had a vision of yourself getting stabbed in the chest. Or when he'd look angry at you, you'd recall seeing that exact expression on his face before. But those thoughts went away as soon as they appeared.

Sometimes you'd get horrible nightmares of him. You dreamed he hurt you somehow. And yet, you'd always wake up feeling fine. Nothing hurt physically.

But mentally? Something just wasn't clicking right.

Recently you began sneaking out of the castle, not wanting to alert your father, and you began going to this little tavern at the edge of town to spend time with your village friends, ones you know for a fact your father would never dream of approving.

"Calliope, Osmond, hey," you greet warmly, walking over to their usual table in the corner, sitting down beside them.

"Hey," Calliope says, leaning her head against her hand. "How was escaping the palace? Almost got caught again?" Her bright golden wings flutter slightly as she grins.

"Nah, Dad doesn't suspect anything at all," you proudly state.

"Good, because he would have our heads," Osmond sighs. He shares an uneasy glance with Calliope, then glances back at you. "We wanted to speak to you about something unsettling we found. About your father."

You hesitate. "If this is about him and the Atlas Kingdom again, I told you already—"

"It's not about that," Calliope mutters. She pulls out a huge book from a satchel, one that barely even fits in it. "Okay, I'm about to warn you, this is weird as hell. Even Oz was weirded out."

"Well if he was unsettled by it, then I'm scared to see what it even is," you say with a breathless chuckle.

"We found it in the royal library," Osmond tells you quietly. "And well, this should explain it." He opens up the book and starts flipping through pages and pages until he lands on one in particular, pointing down at it for you to read.

It has your name and picture on it. Your full name, everything.

At first, you find it slightly strange, but think there may be some kind of explanation. Most of the pictures on the book show you when you were younger, being held on Castor's hip while he made speeches at ceremonies. He looks the same as he does now, except maybe with a bit longer hair.

Then you start seeing yourself getting older...

There's one of a memory you don't even recall, of a headline saying the "(Y/n), Child of King Castor of the Comet Kingdom, joins Arkema Mittrei, Academy" in which you're being handed over to the kingdom's most prestigious academy.

You were homeschooled, that never even happened!

Another one shows you using magic abilities, and you look older than you currently even are. And you have... wings?!

"That was our expression when we read it too," Calliope anxiously says. "We weren't supposed to be in the Royal Library since its always locked and guarded, but we managed to get in with Oz's magic. We were looking for more evidence to prove to you that your father is terrible, but instead we just stumbled upon this."

You don't know what to say. "This doesn't make any sense. I never went to any academy, and my wings..."

"And you look older in these photos," Osmond observes. "I don't know what is going on, but this is just further proof you can't trust him. I know he raised you and you love him, but he's controlling your life and clearly keeping things from you. I knew he caused a lot of meaningless wars and was incredibly paranoid about you, but this?"

"I'm at a loss for words, here," you murmur, shaking your head as you feel tears stinging in your eyes. "What the hell am I supposed to do?! Just confront my dad and hope for the best?"

Calliope puts a hand on your shoulder. "Run away with us," she proposes. "Oz's mom is in the Atlas Kingdom, we can find sanctuary there."

"No way am I just abandoning my dad with no warning," you argue. "Besides, he'd try burning down all of Atlas if he knew I was there! I'll just ask him for an explanation. I'm sure there is one."

"And risk letting him know you've been sneaking out of the kingdom?" Osmond scoffs. "Your death wish, not mine."

"Just give us at least a month or two," Calliope says. "Please. That way we can come up with a game plan."

You exhale quietly, your antennae twitching. "Okay. But no longer."

...

"Uhm, hey, Dad? I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Hm?" He peers his eyes away from the newspaper he's reading and smiles at you. "Of course! Come sit." You hesitate as he pats the seat next to him on the couch, and you reluctantly plop beside him. He hugs you closer to his chest. "So," he hums, kissing the side of your head, "what is it?"

"...have I ever went to Arkema Mittrei Academy?" You watch as his smile drops.

He glances off, contemplating a response before returning his gaze to you. "Oh, sweetheart, where did you hear that? Of course not! I think you'd remember something like that." His laugh sounds nervous. "Have you been having those scary dreams again?"

You bite your tongue. "No. I came across a book in the royal library. I know you don't like me going in there unsupervised, but I did. And I saw pictures of myself at the school, and another one where I'm older, and have my wings. Why do I have no recollection of those moments happening?"

His smile drops even more so, and now, his expression is unreadable. "Where did you get the book, baby?"

"I... uh, I got it in the royal library. I told you that," you stutter.

"How did you get in there unsupervised? There's always guards patrolling the library," Castor explains, narrowing his eyes. "Did someone help you sneak in?"

"What? No!" you lie. You start trying to wriggle out of his grip, but he holds you still.

"Baby," he soothes, almost condescendingly, "just tell Dad what he wants to know. I'm not mad."

He's lying. He's angry. You can't see the expression on his face because he's holding you so closely, but you can feel his rage boiling beneath his skin.

"No, I'm not lying. It was just left unlocked! But that's not my question, I wanna know what I saw in those! Why is there evidence of me doing and experiencing things I have zero memory of?!"

"I knew I should've burnt that damn book," he grumbles under his breath. "I thought you were doing so well this time."

"What do you mean 'this time'?!" you nearly cry, flailing so hard out of his grasp you fall to the floor.

"Oops!" Castor chuckles, standing over you with a cold grin. "Gosh, it feels like yesterday when you could hardly walk without tripping over your feet. Always so wobbly and unstable." He stands up and contemplates on something. "Alrighty, kiddo, since I'm so nice, you have two options. Bedtime and we'll forget about this, or you keep pushing me and we'll see where this takes us."

"What does that mean?" you rasp. "What will you do?"

Castor's bright wings spread out widely, as a show to intimidate you and make you feel smaller. "I really would rather we both just go to bed."

He's never hurt you in the past... "I just want to know what's going on."

"Well, for starters, all that information you think you know is irrelevant, it's been rewritten now," Castor replies nonchalantly, looking down at you. "All those things you saw happened, but you didn't experience them because that wasn't you. Not this you. The original you was too disobedient, so I had to reset and start all over again."

"Reset?!" you repeat incredulously. "What are you talking about?!"

Castor runs a hand through his hair. "Fine. Since you think an explanation is worth it. You can't die. You're immortal, just not in the same way I am. This is like..." He pauses. "...your nineteenth life or so, I believe? Once you die, you turn back into a baby. No injuries, no sickness, no memories. A clean slate. I try to avoid it, but whenever you start rebelling or growing too independent, it has to be done all over again."

"Nothing has to be done! You're killing me, just so you can what?! Watch me grow up again, exactly the same way?! What kind of twisted logic is that?!"

"Don't raise your voice at me," Castor scolds. "I'm not killing you, at least not technically. Besides, I love watching you grow, trying to find the perfect way to raise you. But it seems like no matter how I do so—whether I give you your freedom or make sure I'm the only face you see, you always end up leaving."

You shudder at his cryptic words. "Were you the one who cut off my wings?"

Castor waves a hand dismissively. "Only because you kept trying to run away with them. But they always regrow back once you're reborn." He pulls out a dagger, one you now understand why he always carries it with him.

"Dad, please..." you quietly plead, scrambling back in an attempt to stand up. "I'm sorry. We can let this go."

His eyes darken. "Not an option anymore, sweetie. You asked for answers, and you got them. Hey, maybe the twentieth time is the charm." He lunges for you, holding you down so he can lift his blade. "I'm so sorry, kiddo. I promise it'll just feel like a pinch, and then you'll wake up good as new!" His expression is sweet and adoring, but also crazed.

Just as he brings the blade down and you squeeze your eyes shut, all your hear is Castor's groan of pain.

"(Y/n)!" Calliope yells, grabbing onto your hand and yanking you up.

Castor wipes the blood running down his nose, glaring at the two of your friends. "(Y/n), you made some friends, huh? Must've been sneaking out behind my back for a while if they're jumping in their own graves for you." He gets back to his feet and starts approaching. "Step away from my child before you really regret it."

"Let's go!" Osmond demands, opening up a portal in front of Calliope after she pulled you to your feet.

The three of you tumble in, right before Castor tries attacking you as well.

Then suddenly, you're back outside, standing in the forest where your kingdom stood tall. You can hear him scream in frustration from all the way out here, likely calling for guards and barking out orders.

"He knows magic too," you whisper. "He won't be too far behind."

"I can only make portals so far," Osmond murmurs. "We need to run. Now."