#oc. felicity (she/love)

[kipzkitsch]

FELICITY VON KARMA!!!

This is my design for Von Karma's granddaughter/Franziska's niece (and her dog) mentioned in 1-4.

She is a prosecutor (of course) and loves her dog, Phoenix

Bonus doodles:

[circusclowne]

5 billion slops

[arts-and-drafts]

Someone New (Miraculous Ladybug)

Or; Adrien Agreste Does Drag (The Complete Novelization). I am just in love with Fem!Catwalker AUs I couldn't resist

AO3 LINK

-

Adrien groaned audibly and dropped his head in his hands after looking in the mirror to see Chat Noir for the thirteenth time.

"Claws in," he moped.

"This isn't working." Adrien complained, as soon as Plagg rematerialized. His kwami rolled his eyes and floated over to his desk to pick up another rancid slice of cheese.

"Just try harder, kid!" Plagg replied, oh-so-helpfully. "Really feel the role! Aren't you supposed to be an actor?"

"I'm a model," Adrien grumbled the correction, with no real bite behind it. Plagg made a flippant 'same-difference' gesture with his paw, his mouth full of camembert. He must've realized how genuinely upset Adrien was right now, because usually the kwami would talk with his mouth full, regardless of how much Adrien hated it.

Well, it was nice to know at least someone was taking his feelings into account.

Adrien shook the thought from his head. It was his own fault he had to be doing this, right now, trying to find a way to be someone he wasn't just to be Ladybug's partner again.

He couldn't pin his bitterness on her. He'd known how she felt for a long, long time.

’I'm sorry, mon chaton...there's someone else.’

Adrien locked eyes with his reflection. It looked sad.

"Alright-" Plagg announced, making a show of cracking his back and neck as he floated back over to Adrien. "Ready for round fourteen?" The kwami asked cheekily.

Adrien rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the mirror, scrutinizing the reflection looking back at him. What wasn't he getting? Something was missing, something he needed, but he couldn't begin to figure it out.

Feel the role.

But he was trying, and it wasn't working.

"Hey, what'd the mirror do to you?" Plagg asked, pulling Adrien from his thoughts. He turned to his kwami, hoping his despair was clear on his face.

"Aw, come on, Adrien, it's really not that hard!" Plagg said, flying around to Adrien's other side and turning his chin to look back at the mirror. "Maybe don't think of it like acting. Think of it like...wearing the scent of a new cheese!"

Adrien couldn't help but scoff, a traitorous smile quirking at the corners of his lips. Plagg continued on, undeterred.

"You're not trying to say you hate cheese." Plagg said. "You're just expressing another cheese that you like!"

Adrien blinked.

Somehow, this time, Plagg's cheese metaphor made sense to him.

"I'm still me." Adrien said slowly. "I just...need to be a different part of me."

Plagg made a delighted noise. "Finally! I get through to you! About time you started listening to my genius."

That got Adrien to actually laugh, and he turned to his kwami.

"Alright. Let's try again."

Plagg nodded, and floated up to eye level, looking at Adrien with confidence. Confidence in him. Confident that Adrien could do this.

How could Adrien have ever thought that giving him up was the right thing to do?

"I'm...sorry, by the way." Adrien admitted, looking his kwami in the eyes. "I didn't consider how backing out of being Chat Noir would make you feel."

"Pshh." Plagg waved his paw in the air fervently, like he was swatting a bug. "Enough of that mushy stuff. I have my favorite kitten back, and that's all that matters."

Adrien smiled so wide his cheeks hurt.

"Plagg, claws out!"

-

Adrien couldn't sleep.

He'd tried and failed to transform into someone new over and over after his and Plagg's "heart-to-heart", despite the advice his kwami gave him. He just couldn't see himself being anything other than what he was. Chat Noir.

Sometimes, being Chat Noir felt even more right than being Adrien Agreste.

Most times.

Adrien groaned and pressed his pillow over his face.

Maybe it would be better to just go back to Ladybug as himself. Apologize, and ask to be let back on her team. On their team.

Jealousy, hot and guilty, clenched in his gut at the thought. He'd do anything for his lady and her love, but he wasn't willing to resort to crawling back to her like a street cat, desperate for a home.

He was better than that. Or at the very least, he was more stubborn than that.

"What's eatin' ya, kid?" Plagg asked, curled up on his own little section of Adrien's pillow, his eyes softly glowing green in the dark. Adrien lifted the pillow from his face to cut a glare at his kwami.

"Geez, I was just asking." Plagg replied, his brow furrowing. "Are you really that caught up on the transformation thing?"

"Of course I am, Plagg!" Adrien cried, throwing his arms up hopelessly. "This is the only way I can be with my lady again and I can't get it right!"

Plagg made a gagging sound, which did not help Adrien's mood.

"I'll never understand how mortals are obsessed with anything other than cheese." Plagg sighed wearily, and then floated upwards off the pillow. "Okay, kid, let's go."

"Go where?" Adrien asked, his bad mood faltering a bit.

Plagg zipped over to the window. "To somewhere that will really help you transform. In any way you want."

Adrien squinted suspiciously, but sat up in bed all the same. "...What place can do that?”

-

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Adrien seethed, mortified, his face flushed and hot as he stared up at the neon sign that Plagg had led him to.

"What?" Plagg said, smugness in his tone as he poked his head out of Adrien's coat pocket. "There's no better place in Paris to find such masters of natural transformation. And you have superpowers at your disposal, too!"

"No better place than a drag bar?!" Adrien asked, his voice shrill as it could get with him still whispering. Plagg narrowed his eyes.

"Don't you dare talk bad about drag bars! One of my past holders got his start in one, you know!" Plagg reprimanded, sounding unusually serious. Adrien stammered.

"I don't—Plagg, I don't care that it's a drag bar!" Adrien tried to say. "I just—what if anyone sees Adrien Agreste lurking around a place like this! My father would-"

"Calm down, Adrien, sweet brie!" Plagg rolled his eyes. "I'm not asking Adrien Agreste to go in there."

Adrien went quiet as the wheels turned in his head.

"Wh—Chat Noir?!" Adrien balked. Plagg stared at him deadpan, like he was stupid. "No, obviously I mean Hawkmoth. Of course Chat Noir!"

"That's not even legal! I'm not eighteen yet!" Adrien tried to argue, though he was pretty certain nobody would question Chat Noir's age. Plagg scoffed.

"Your human lives are so short." Plagg complained. "Why would you wait for anything when every moment is so important? I'll never understand it."

"Claws out." Adrien commanded instead of answering, closing his eyes as the magic washed over him. He didn't want to risk another second being here as Adrien Agreste, even with his coat hood up.

No sooner did he open his eyes as Chat Noir, his paranoia was rewarded.

"Hey, kid, you okay?"

And Adrien turned to see the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.

She was tall, with a wig that added two feet to her height, clad in a flattering hot pink skin-tight dress. What looked like a coat entirely made of baby pink feathers was draped over her, to combat the cold.

The most striking thing was her face. She was wearing lots of makeup, not just to look pretty but to also stand out, every stroke of eyeliner and every brush of lipstick and every pad of foundation expertly placed to accent her handsome features in all the boldest ways. 

A drag queen. Adrien had never met one before.

Is this what being starstruck was like?

"Not the well-mannered type, are we?" The queen teased, and Adrien quickly snapped his mouth shut, his face going scarlet. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"Easy, honey. I'm only kidding." The queen stood back to her full height from where she bent slightly to address him, and Adrien had to crane his neck to look her in the eye.

"What's Chat Noir doing around here?" The queen asked, and Adrien knew she wasn't being accusatory, but his heart rate picked up anyway.

"I—a friend told me—" Adrien stammered. "I-"

"You're here for the show?" The queen guided his question gently, and Adrien tried to get a hold of himself.

"Um...I-I don't know." He said, deciding to be honest. "I wanted to see how your...makeup is done?"

Blessedly, the queen's eyes lit up.

"Oh, of course!" She said, smiling. "We love teaching the next generation. It's not often we meet a lot of younger ones interested nowadays."

Oh. She thought Adrien meant he wanted to see the makeup to do it himself.

Though...isn't that why Plagg brought him here?

"It's just—really impressive," Adrien tried to pull off his regular superhero charm, and it wasn't a lie. He'd been around makeup his whole life, people all around him powdering and painting him to make sure he was the epitome of perfect before a shoot.

But this, this was...something truly incredible. This queen wasn't using makeup to cover her imperfections. She was using it as an identity, as much of a mask as his was when he transformed into Chat Noir. 

Something clicked in his head all at once.

"That's sweet of you, honey." The queen brought him back to reality with a smile. "I'd love to tell you how it's done, but I go on in five." She said, turning away from him to shuffle through her bright pink clutch she procured from her feather coat.

"But," she continued, and held out a card to him with a smile. "I have a backstage VIP class on how I apply my look, and a behind-the-scenes tour. Just give my manager a call."

Adrien took the card, glancing a look at it. In swirling purple letters were the words 'FELICITY VALENTINE', followed by a phone number.

"Felicity?" Adrien looked up, and the queen flipped her hair. "The one and only," she confirmed with a wink.

"And, hey." She said, her voice turning gentle. "Take it at your own pace, okay? No pressure."

"Thank you," Adrien replied, startled by her sudden change.

Felicity Valentine smiled at him, waved her acrylic-nail accessorized fingers, and with a swish of her feather coat, disappeared into the bar, her only goodbye being a call over her shoulder. "Ciao, whiskers!"

Leaving Adrien dumbly standing with a business card in hand, staring at the doors of the building.

He oddly felt that her words of encouragement weren't just talking about giving her a call.

-

Back in his bedroom, Adrien laid flat on his back on his couch and stared at the ceiling. It was well past 2:00 AM now, but he wasn't tired in the slightest.

A weird buzzing had overcome his chest after he got home. Something like giddiness, but much more tinged with nervousness instead of excitement.

He couldn't for the life of him figure out why.

Something about the way Felicity looked at him. Like...she knew something. Something that he didn't know himself.

Her words continued to rotate in Adrien’s mind until they didn’t sound like words anymore. 

’Take it at your own pace. No pressure.’

He thought about how Plagg compared drag to being a mask, a new identity.

Adrien sharply sat up, fueled with new determination. He quickly went to the mirror and flicked on the overhead light, his kwami uttering a sleepy mumble.

“Kid…? Wha’ are you doin’?” Plagg yawned, exposing his tiny needle-like teeth.

“I’m gonna try again.” Adrien replied, staring his reflection in the eyes.

“Can’t it wait til’ the morning?” Plagg grumped, but floated up from his little pillow despite his complaining.

“Claws out,” Adrien replied, and Plagg’s sleepy yelp was lost in the transformation.

Adrien opened his eyes, and saw-

Someone new.

He gasped, raising a hand to his masked face. His clawed gloves had been replaced with fingerless leather, the tips of his fingers now adorned with neon green acrylic nails sharp as claws. His mask was much more angular and lined in bright green, much more akin to a masquerade mask. His cat-like eyes were complimented by long, neon green eyelashes in the corners of his eyelids. His cheekbones now looked sharp as knives, the magic of the transformation having worked actual magic with his makeup and foundation.

His lips were painted black, though outlined with that same striking green. His blond hair still kept that short and shaggy look from Chat Noir’s persona, but it looked like a blown out perm that was now longer in the back, of course all pulled together by signature cat ears.

His suit was still the same skintight leather-like material, but it was now complemented by green line patterns starting at his wrists and ankles and climbing up to his knees and elbows, mimicking a fishnet texture. His boots had become platform heels with green soles, seamlessly blending with his suit. His belt-tail was now that same neon green, which hugged his waist flatteringly and pulled the eye to his figure.

Adrien uttered an awed laugh, turning to look at his—her—reflection over her shoulder and striking a pose.

“Me-ow.”

-

Adrien set off the next morning, after snatching a few hours of sleep that finally came after taking a liberal amount of photos in the mirror of the new and improved Chat Noir.

No, wait, he couldn’t be Chat Noir anymore. What would this—well, drag persona of himself be called?

Adrien chewed on the question as the “new” Black Cat Miraculous holder deftly leapt over rooftops in search of her lady.

She spotted (ha) red and black while flying over the Louvre, and redirected her course to land in front of Ladybug.

Ladybug gasped, stepping back with wide eyes. “O-oh, Plagg did it…”

Adrien fought to not smile. His plan worked perfectly, if he could even fool his beloved lady into thinking he was someone else.

Instead, she crossed one platform-heeled foot behind the other and curtsied with an imaginary skirt, her eyes on Ladybug.

“Ladybug,” She said, emulating Felicity Valentine’s confidence. “Your new Black Cat is here, upon request,” She winked, and Ladybug went as red as her suit.

“I-I can that see—I-I mean! I can see that,” Ladybug stammered, her eyes wide. “What—what should I call you?”

Adrien paused, thinking about it. Thinking about Felicity, how she effortlessly strutted like she owned every step, out to perform for another night.

“Catwalker,” She decided, unable to resist.

[typheus]

grimm n ferris

Lately ...something happened. lol and grimm has been trying to hide the fact her wife (felicity) mysteriously disappeared (died badly) from everyone (except ferris) cause she does not want Davey (felicitys mom) finding out.

Cause Davey has already succeeded in killing grimm once before. N she wasn't even mad at her that time. :p

[azures-grace]

Writing Butch is like. "He would not be fucking trying to help Felicity with her issues right now" and I hit backspace a couple times

[swinging-through-the-stars]

my bby 🌸

[arrows-unofficial-ocs]

For the plot bunny ask game: Arrowverse + Hannah New or Jessica Alba (Fantastic Four) or Emily VanCamp (Captain America) or Tessa Thompson (Thor) + Nora West-Allen love interest, please??

@dancingsunflowers-ocs 💖

name: dearden [ redacted ] queen

age: same as nora, dearden was born in 2020

sexuality: pansexual

job: vigilante, former argus agent

love interests: johnny diggle (deceased), nora west-allen

brief summary: dearden queen was born on earth-15, four years before the destructive forces that killed that earth’s heroes… which included dearden’s parents. she was left adrift before being scooped up by the remnants of argus which somehow included the friendly face of lyla michaels and her young son, johnny. lyla and argus raised the two children, perhaps the only ones who had survived the purge. (as unbeknownst to any of them, sara lance and leonard snart had begged earth-1!sara lance and ava sharpe to save their infant son, quincy.) everything was going well until they were hunted much later. lyla was killed, leaving johnny and dearden alone. then, after opening a breach between worlds, johnny was killed just as dearden stepped through into another world. she wasn’t expecting to find that earth’s version of her father or that she would fall in love again with barry allen and iris west’s eldest daughter.

5 adjectives to describe them: stubborn, athletic, intelligent, cunning, pragmatic

faceclaim: emily vancamp

send me a fandom and i’ll create a plot bunny for it

[vnillatree]

Introducing my Dandy's World OC, Felicity !! Shes a cardboard box... full of kitties :3 shes so silly I love her

please reblog my art so it reaches more people!

[thebusytypewriter]

💛Meet Felicity Flair, Home's sweetest neighbor! 💛🍰

FINALLY ready to share my darling Welcome Home OC! I have sketches ready to finish up soon, but I couldn't wait any longer to introduce her as Art Fight comes up!

I need to stress that I didn't make the art of her, but it was commissioned from the lovely @springbon-t-art! So go show her some love! 🫶

The remainder of her profile is being put under the cut :D

Felicity Flair became the main chef/baker in Home after moving in and reopening the Diner that once belonged to her “granny”, Franny. Despite her softspoken manner, she had a strong country accent that sometimes warranted humorous usage of subtitles. She often spoke of her worldwide travels before settling into Home, everything from Paris to Rio to the North Pole, though the details are uncertain or conflicting.

Similar to Howdy’s Place, Felicity’s Diner used an unconventional monetary system: stories. According to the uncovered vinyl record “Tell Me More”, while she got the customer’s food, Felicity would ask them to tell her a story—real or fictional—and that would be their payment.

Often seen behind the counter at her diner, Felicity rarely took part in Home’s events early-on. After a dozen episodes followed by her special (“Olive You, Neighbor”), she started to attend more, seen at Julie’s side, though she was still usually in her diner uniform for them.

As one of the most “ladylike” neighbors, she had a plethora of knowledge on etiquette and manners (“Pinkies Out!”).

Scripts and plans imply that she was meant to be a potential love interest for either Wally or Howdy, but it was allegedly never decided which; there is equal evidence for both. However, it is clear that she acted as a best friend / older sister figure for Julie.

Felicity was the final addition to the Welcome Home cast, circa early 1973. As she does not appear in early promotional material, documentation has shown that she was added to go along with new nutritional education nationwide. Many of her segments involved eating right, but she did also encourage having a sweet treat every so often.

Like neighbors such as Wally and Julie, Felicity is believed to be a puppet operated by one handler, though some cooking segments permitted a human actor to wear felt gloves for close-ups.

[circusclowne]

two ocs + mothwing design !!

[transgenderfabianseacaster]

fuck it ! updated masterpost of my bad kids hcs :)))))

adaine - she/her. transfem. aroallo (specifically arospec. shes not entirely sure beyond that). autistic. has anxiety + depression (but is working on it !!!) and pots. passes out a lot because of that and also The Visions

fabian - he/him. transmasc (has been on t for years. passes well. people just assume hes a cis guy w tits). bisexual demiromantic (he does Not know the latter bit though. he thinks he's allo <33). fetal alcohol spectrum disorder. hard of hearing due to ear infections (related to fasd) in early childhood. he has hearing aids and knows common and halfling sign language. in addition to missing one eye he also doesn't have peripheral vision in the other and his residual vision is pretty desaturated. (the Knife To The Eye thing in freshman year caused an infection that spread to his optic nerve and he didnt . get help . for a bit too long <33.) (he also has epilepsy and gets sick more often due to said infection.) uses a long cane as well as other assistive arcanotech idk. also had bpd (specifically impulsive bpd)

fig - any pronouns. genderfluid. bi. has lupus and fibromyalgia. for her that mostly means chronic pain + chronic fatigue + brain fog. uses a cane or a rollator. adhd + bpd

gorgug - she/they. transfem. pan. type 1 diabetes. autistic + semiverbal (aac user) + ocd

kristen - they/she. nonbinary. lesbian. adhd. hypermobile eds and gastroparesis. their joints are Constantly dislocating. they usually wear various braces and kt tape to prevent that.

riz - he/any neos (esp likes e/em and xe/xem). agender? but in a masc way (goblins have a different understanding of gender than other races. they see gender as very fluid and not tied at all to whatever sexual organs they have. most goblins look similar regardless of gender/agab. no one remembers what riz's agab is lmao. including his family.) aroace. he basically has fantasy multiple sclerosis - autoimmune response after the kalina curse got expelled from his body. he has trouble moving his legs and (increasingly so as of late jy) his hands. uses a wheelchair + wears afos. he cant really feel his legs below his knees. doesn't have strong trunk support so he has a strap to keep him upright. brain fog which is the only part of that he's really frustrated by. audhd.

BONUS:

aelwyn - she has psychosis and is autistic. she masked a Lot in childhood but is now beginning to unlearn that ! she's also aroallo. im adaine and im aelwyn the aroallo autistic sisters

ayda - she/her. transfem. audhd

ragh - has fetal alcohol syndrome as well. helps fabian unlearn the self hate he has surrounding it 🙂‍↕️ also psoriasis

mazey - she/her. transfem. deaf

younger applebees siblings (only sadie as really figured this all out at this point though) -

sadie - (formerly bucky) she/her. transfem. bi. i love her so so so much did you guys know. i lvoe her. ouagh.

bricker - he/him. gay. bidactylous symbrachydactyly (left hand)

cork - any pronouns. genderqueer. aroace.

they all have adhd

OCS:

felicity 'lissie' faeth - (fig and fabian's little sister.)she/her. sapphic. unilateral cleft lip (hallariel had her get surgery for it but there's still a distinct scar). fetal alcohol spectrum disorder + anxiety. eldritch knight fighter

runa gorrash - (lissie's partner <333) she/he. autistic and has sturge-weber syndrome, which in her case causes a port wine birthmark, glaucoma, weakness on left side, and seizures. sometimes uses a cane and/or braces (knee and shoulder). she has a service bear, ukul, who alerts for seizures and is also her primal companion. orcish ranger/cleric. fat genderfuck butch !!!! my best friend

lio - (fabian's half sibling, theyre both kids of bill seacaster. raised in leviathan, ayda's childhood friend.) they/any. transverse forearm deficiency. aka their left arm ends about 2 inches from their elbow. also a scar on their forehead from where whitclaw tried to suck their brain out lmao. human rogue/sorcerer

[chipi-chupi-chips]

Can you name top 3 oc (not original) members that felice like being with? and why? :33

Thanks for the ask! I love when it comes with other artists Ocs it was hard to choose yet so fun! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

(Warning: long writing)

On a top 3 of members Felice likes to being with or hang out a little would be:

Sylas Dawson, one of the things Felice was more curious with it's about his taxidermy skills for her they wishes they could move, I think she would be more calmer around him since she would actually listen to his words.

If Sylas shares his story of how he ended up in the mansion Felice would nod her head because she was running from the authorities who were casing her too XD she will share her own story as well, with the difference of how they both ended up in different situations as well.

Felice likes to being around Sylas if she wants a quiet/calm time yeeet (she knows about his hobbies methods if he tells her about his own "visitors") at the same time the doll can act like that typical child who points at things and says what should he do when No one asked her, let's hope he does have patient with this doll.

Last fact! She would want to come to Sylas if she wants to listen radio too! it's very chill after all.

Eris, There's something about him that makes Felice very curious, first she was a little surprised to see someone with a bright personality considering the situation of being in the mansion, she thinks he's just naive (and still does but it's just part of her personality-) but the most important thing for her; whenever they are around each other she can't help but have this nostalgic feeling and after a long moment a good nostalgic and not in the negative way.

Back in the past, Felice entertained the kids as they loved to be around her yet she was very aware the adults or teenagers were different and avoided her as much as possible during her intimidating aura who only grew softer when she was around childrens (kids had to beg sometimes to their parent let them go with her) But they were some exceptions, some teenagers or adults who actually enjoyed her around and approached her with almost the same joy as the kids even if she behaves different with them, they never backed away, laughed, clapping and cheering her, Felice would never forget those persons who trusted her like that.

And that's what she feels around Eris, she never thought she would meet a new member with almost the same cheerful personality, she got attached without notice with that deep feeling of nostalgia.

I can imagine Felice challenging Eris to draw something that might be dangerous or something that would give her benefits to herself, of course if Eris declines she will huff in annoyance, in other words that friendship of the bad and good influence.

But she does want to teach him about anatomy to draw if he wants as the same as she ask for help if she doesn't remember how an object looks and ask for a little drawing to remember.

Felice almost can't hide her excitement whenever Eris brings a drawing to life, it feels like she's seeing a ghost go back to life again.

Beatrice, (Because this doll needs an adult to scold her- jk XD) Felice's creator had almost the same patience as Beatrice has so even if Felice is and always be an hostile one she wouldn't do anything harsh, the doll only does to the ones who actually does something to tick her off (the smallest things) if the doll reaches Beatrice she would complain and exclaims about her "bad day", pacing around, moving her arms, tossing something maybe but she does this because she wants someone to hear her and I think Beatrice would listen to her complaining, it can be a funny dramatic show to see.

Felice would awe if she knows about Beatrice's abilities to see the future asking her if she can tell one things or two about the doll's future if it's something negative Felice got Totally deserved.

In the end, Felice still needs someone to calm her off a little so she goes to Beatrice if she's willing to hear her doll ramblings...and maybe happy yapping.

A soft moment.

I hope I wrote the member's personalities well, if something is wrong please let me know :'D

Also sorry for my bad grammar ;_;

Sylas Dawson belongs to @justafriendlystranger

Eris belongs to @screwzara

Beatrice belongs to @imma-sue-you-becky

Milkshake Mansion belongs to @boiling-potato

[azures-grace]

MEEEEEE I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT LISSY AND MOIRAS RELATIONSHIP

Ok so

Feloira. Moiicity, if you will.

Do I think it's the greatest ship I've ever made? No. Do I like it anyway? Yea....

It's not permanent, and I think they'd break up right before her dad dies. Technically right before she goes to help her dad rebuild project purity. But it wouldn't be anything but amicable, just a sort of, "hey I don't know if this will work very well, my emotional load just changed a lot and I don't want to dump anything on you about it" or like. They never actually got together and just kinda flirted and stuff.

Felicity is NOTORIOUSLY bad at realizing she's flirting. Girly is like, "lol I love my stupid jokes" and then later is like, "OH WAIT--" see also: Burke ajdndnjxjf

Felicity gets VERY attached to Moira because she's one of the only people who's genuine with Lissy. Or at least 70x less unfriendly than half the residents.

Lissy went through the survival guide using the charisma options. While yes, it's mostly in-game like, "omg I had to talk my way out of all this", I THINK LISSY'D BE FLIRTING THERE. Knowingly flirting, no less.

Yes, this probably all starts as Felicity misunderstanding Moira just being nice, but like. Girly crushes HARDDDD.

There's a lot of physical closeness between them, especially since Moira's teaching her how to use both her inventions and also general technical stuff. They're sitting next to each other in front of a frag mine so Lissy can learn how to disarm them before going to the minefield in the part I'm writing rn. Lots of hugging and shared excitement. Lissy looooves making people happy (she plays a lot with the mini-boomers in 2281 and spends waay too much time being a chronic people pleaser. This is definitely not a coping mechanism in response to being targeted by half the vault in her youth noooo...)

Anyways, I think Felicity probably kisses Moira approximately once, and that's after the guide gets finished, and they never speak of it again. But they think about it....

I also think Moira reminds Felicity A LOT of Amata. In appearance, if nothing else. They get along really well, and Felicity's kind of like. Stuck in like. Internalized homophobia. She's a little desperate to express her attraction to women and whelp. Here's the first one she meets and gets along with.

Is it very healthy? Ehhh. It could be a LOT worse **COUGH COUGH BENITHY** but like... It's not exactly very two-sided? It's more of Felicity having a massive crush on Moira and Moira being unaware for the most part. But I think they're interesting...

They come away from all of it with a VERY solid and strong friendship, and that's a Good Thing in my opinion.

[alanaartdream]

Ok so re design my Fairy Timmy ( and even came up with some ideas for his anti fairy ymmit; I based him on episode where Naga Timmy happened)

I like to think that if a human child gets turned into a fairy permanently and adopted by their fairy godparents the child starts to shine ✨ and be more positive thanks to getting the love they deserve and should’ve gotten from their birth parents while the anti fairy that gets created once that child fully becomes a fairy will be showing all the despair over the neglect & abuse the birth parents put that child through so they tend to come out a little bit angry but the anti fairies of their godparents somehow calm them down a little bit; in a way anti Cosmo for get the emo moody god kid he always wanted with anti fairy Ymmit (he still loves foop/ irep because hello that’s his son too; but him and anti Wanda been wanting Timmy to make into a emo kid for forever and now they got that) foop/irep liked being an only child so at 1st he’s grumpy about getting a new sibling until they bond over bullies but they do still fight like siblings would

Now under Wanda Cosmo and all of fairy world care (and nicktoons unite gang also helping him get use to new powers ) I believe Fairy Timmy would be able to have his hair long

For some odd reason Timmy’s birth parents didn’t like to let him have long hair and becoming Wanda & Cosmo’s kid permanently his fairy form takes on green and pink highlights in his hair

I don’t think his hair needs to match his eyes because apparently Jorgen had purple hair until baby Cosmo turned it white and jorgen’s eyes are blue not purple so I think the hair having to match the colours of the eyes thing doesn’t always apply to all fairies maybe just some of them; also while going through the change tummy was thinking of Wanda Cosmo and poof/Peri it affected some of his fairy form so he got a little of Wanda and Cosmo into his fairy changes so he has a bit of a extra glow about him (Jimmy did end up asking my fairy oc Felicity about that being as she was the last human child to be turned into a fairy permanently and is in charge of making sure Timmy settles into his fairy form and family well and make sure Jorgen doesn’t go too hard on Timmy and poofs/peri’s training (witch is why felicity thinks it’s good that the nicktoons unite gang are there to help with Timmy’s training as well because she knows Jorgen can go a bit far sometimes being as when nana boom boom adopt her Jorgen use to try to try her causing her to scream in fear and being as when fairy children scream in fear bad things happen thus nana boom boom would make exploring pies to throw at Jorgen when that happened to get Felicity to laugh and then make hot chocolate to calm her down;

When felicity ends up telling him the glow just shows how well love Timmy is by Wanda cosmo poof/peri and fairy world; it’ll calm down a little later but she herself kinda glows in the sunlight or those blue lights part of why the music fairy likes to invite her to her late night music celebrations at times

Also fact Timmy in fairy form has a glow will not help Jimmy trying not to fall head over heals for Timmy at all

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Need to freshen up the designs of a lot of my TWST oc’s, and these two came to mind

First is Felicity who is twisted from Felicia from The Great Mouse Detective, and 2nd is Gianni who is twisted from Giselle from Enchanted

Felicity is a 3rd year in Pomefiore and she loves money and expensive jewelry, she has a lot of sass and doesn’t trust a lot of people (I will get into that in a later post one day)

Gianni is a 3rd year in Savanaclaw, and she has a sunny demeanor and is friendly with almost everyone, she loves y2k fashion and shopping with her friends (I ship her with Leona I need to draw them again sometime)

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Happy Birthday, Thomas!

[All Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer Masterlists] [Red Carpet Diaries]

Pairing: Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer (F!OC) Book: Red Carpet Diaries Word Count: > 700 Rating: General: no warnings, just fluff

Synopsis: Alex helps Thomas celebrate his special day.

Look at how precious these babies are!!! ArtbyAinna (IG) always captures these two so brilliantly! Every piece is just so beautiful!

The faint flicker of the small candle on the gourmet cupcake cast a soft glow as Alex stepped into the dimly lit theater. Her smile grew further as she paused to watch Thomas adjust the projector. His movements were precise and well-practiced.

Their home theater had been his pride and joy. He had spent years adjusting it, adapting it, and growing it. As their lives changed, so did their theater. The once practical space had become softer. Couches for lounging replaced some of the traditional seating. The posters that hung shifted from golden age masterpieces to their own work over the years, and now the added animated feature at the request of Felicity and Vincent. Right now, their chosen frame displayed a Paw Patrol poster; hanging next to it were the twins' drawings of Bogart joining the team.

The hum of the project coming to life pulled her back. She moved closer, her melodic voice guiding his attention to her.

"Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday to you—"

"Did we not already cover this earlier?" He interrupted with a raise of his brow.

She continued with a little "shh" and back to the song.

"Happy birthday, my dear Thomas,

Happy birthday to you."

"I recall us already celebrating with cake earlier," he insisted. He had never been one to indulge in too many sweets or birthday festivities at all. He was looking forward to the quiet evening they had planned and the large bowl of popcorn with jalapeños waiting for him.

"Yes, but this cupcake is special and chosen specifically for you." She began handing the plate to him but pulled it back slightly. "But first, you must make a wish." Before he could protest, she continued. "You don't have to believe in it, but do it for me." She pressed a kiss to his cheek, handing him the plate.

"Okay," he agreed, his gaze never leaving her.

As he accepted the dessert, he took a moment before blowing out the slowly dancing flame. There was no reason for grown adults to still make birthday wishes. This is something he would leave to his children... and Alex, who saw magic in everything. They were different in that way—and yet, he admired her in a way he couldn't explain. And in that, somehow, her belief gave him a flicker of faith. He closed his eyes and blew out the candle as he made his wish.

A delicate smile filled his face as he opened his eyes, meeting hers again. "I have succumbed to a frivolous tradition. I hope you're happy."

"Immensely," she kissed his lips gently. "Now, to understand why this cupcake was chosen especially for you, you'll have to take a bite. You don't have to eat it all—I know you're waiting for your popcorn, but try it."

Thomas exhaled softly through his nose, inspecting the beautiful cupcake before biting. His eyes widened as the flavor profile washed over his taste buds.

"Whiskey Caramel," she smiled at his delight. "Two of your favorite things, or at least, one of your favorites and one of mine," she teased. "Addi and I were checking out a new bakery and, when I saw this, I knew you needed to try it. So, what's the verdict?"

He considered the complementary flavors that melted on his tongue. It was a delightful combination, one even he could enjoy. "The caramel brings in some sweetness that pairs well with the warmth and smoky whiskey, especially in the buttercream frosting. However, the cake could be moister with the addition of a touch more whiskey."

"More whiskey?" Her brow rose curiously. "Predictable. Good thing I have a bottle of your favorite scotch awaiting you once the movie begins."

"I love you," his words were quiet, filled with an appreciation he still marveled was his. For a moment, he simply held her gaze, grateful for the path his life had taken to end up in this moment with her beside him. There were times when he still paused in disbelief that this life was his. It was not one he had anticipated or expected; and, yet it was everything he needed.

Her hand cradled his jaw, her thumb brushing tenderly across his cheek. "I love you, too. Happy birthday, my love."

Thank you for reading. This was a last minute fic so there were no edits or revisions. I've been feeling so self conscious about writing lately that I haven't been able to write, but when I went to post the art this little fic came to life so I'm not second guessing it, just sharing it out. I hope you enjoy it. Please consider leaving a comment or reblogging. 💛

PS— (My) Thomas's birthday falls on national popcorn day and I just love that for him. hehe