#ocs: total breakout

[hypequeenves]

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Enchantée, my loves! Welcome to the blog! <3

Just to let you know that this is a story based blog, with an alternative style of story telling. The plot is revealed mostly through the lens of different types of technology. From Sinstagram posts to security camera footage, this Hellaverse AU centres around my OC Vesper:

Vesper is a popular popstar and sinner operating within the Pride Ring. She is soul contracted to Vox, and was designed around the idea of a 'hypeman' for the Vees. Her outfit is loosely based around a cheerleader, and her abilities are based off a Siren.

The story is told through a bunch of different mediums - mostly images, but I do have some audio files on here along with some music! I did not expect to be writing music for this, but here we are! So if you'd like to stick around, I'd scroll right to the bottom of the blog and explore the story!  SPOILERS BELOW - If you haven't looked through the posts thus far and don't want to be spoiled, come back after!

THE PLOT THUS FAR:

(I didn't just wanna write the plot point blank, so I wrote it like POV: Your at a movie night and your best friend is telling you the plot to the prequel movie so you have *context*)

We're diving into the wild world of Vanessa LaBlanc, this mega-popstar who goes by the stage name Vesper in the Pride Ring. But here's the kicker: her climb to stardom? It's only been about seven years! Insane, right?

So, her smash hit 'The Devil You Know' rockets to the top of 'Hell's Hottest Hits'. It's like her big breakout moment, and suddenly, everyone's got their eyes on her.

But here's where it gets interesting: turns out, she's been hanging out at the Hazbin Hotel, but not just for kicks. Nope, she's on this super-secret spy mission, keeping tabs on things. And her deal with Vox? Let's just say their whole working relationship is one big question mark.

Then there's this whole issue about her being under some soul contract with Vox, so it's not all rainbows and sunshine. But Charlie, being the sweetheart she is, rallies everyone to support Vesper at this major award ceremony, and guess what? She totally wins and takes home the prize!

But after that, Vesper goes MIA, ghosting everyone's texts and calls. Finally, when she resurfaces, it's because she's been tied up shooting some ad campaign. Turns out, her and Vox had this major fallout over the ad's ethics.

And get this: the product of the ad? Love Potions! Vesper's kinda backed into a corner she doesn't think its right - but Vox makes her do it anyway! You can see the strain it puts on her and Vox's relationship. It's messy, to say the least.

Then there's this whole backstory between Vesper and Angel Dust, like they used to hate each other and Valentino admits to being the reason behind it. But now that she's staying at the Hotel, they seem to have made up! Val's flipping out, convinced Vesper's up to something, but Vox is tells Val to calm down, because 'it's not like before' that she's 'under contract now'.

Things really hit the fan when Vesper and Vox have this big blow up over some news article about her going public with staying at the Hazbin Hotel. But in the middle of all the drama, you can see there's this genuine care between them, buried beneath all the chaos.

And then there's the bombshell about Vesper's new album, 'Absolution', which Vox drops on her out of nowhere. She's not thrilled, especially when she finds out the album cover's shot in Val's flooded studio, and she has a deep-rooted fear of water.

Things get tense between Vesper and Angel, too. He's worried sick about her, but she's not having any of it. And then after the album shoot, her relationship with Vox starts unravelling big time.

And that's pretty much it thus far!

[okamiz36]

ALRIGHT CONTEXT FOR THE RP AND ALL THE OCS IM POSTING ALONG WITH THEIR RELATIONSHIP WEB BC ITS CONFUSING AF

Ok so, Obsidian (not drawn yet) (my original oc and what i based my persona off of before changing her entire design and saying 'nuh uh go in oc corner') is half skeleton half werewulf, it being taboo she was suppose to die but instead the assasination killed leader werewulf resulting in war to breakout, their civilizations are in medival timeset

Haily (the wensday looking oc with the most vibrant green eyes and a choker i totally dont want-) is sister to Obsidian and lived as a royal guard bc Obsidian is royalty (yes i mary sued obsidian dont ask i was 13 or smth when i made her) pretty much during the society collapse Haily escaped and decided 'screw it ima go insane', saw Obsidians daughter and just yoinked her said Obsidian is dead and now shes her mom turning her into bio weapon, created a lab and we had a few other ex rp players so im gonna mention a few things that arent mine. A third rper whos no longer in our group Olive has a child experimentation section in the rp/their own lore n oc, we mashed our lore making Haily the co owner of that lab or smth along that line

Aliza codename Silent is the neiece (i forgot its nephew and niece for boy n girl) (black haired kid with giant eyes) of Haily and turned into a human weapon void of all emotions good at acting, has way too much truama and abuse thrown into her

Alex codename Anti (the ninja lookin girl) is Aliza's babysitter after Haily found them half dead and revived them but they had brain injury and concussion not remembering much with Haily abused this fact, before concussion they were a child serial killer who killed their family and blew up their school, along with a few other things, grew up drug dealing before getting into an accident.

Kisha/Lola (Kisha reference art is coming in an hour or so and Lola ref art is to be made) was the product of a 4th rper throwing in demon slayer into the rp, so shes a demon who can turn chains into hair to pretty much just hide em, thats why in the drawing im doing she has two orange braids when her haircolor is actually lilac, teen girl turned demon after hating humanity and found a girl Lola being abused by others bc of her personality (pink, glitter, egirl ig? like discord kitten personality if it was a 9 year old), got her turned into a demon now theyre sisters and live alone, they come in and otu of the rp as just background characters

Blake (reference art to be made) pretty much Obsidians ex bf (yes aliza is a unmarried child) and then just decided to live quiet life after the cities/races did genocide on eachother until he rencountered obsidian now they have one sided love one sidied hate realtionship

Okami lore (the one i made the reference sheet for once for), pretty much me irl died and got thrown into the rp, no its not mary sue for this one bc shadow my partner in roleplay makes everything impossibley hard then again i keep trying to kill gods so-, they died from throwing themself into a woodchipper as suicide, their design is my personaxhow i look irl, their goal is kill god become op and just be chaotic, yes im serious

Akui lore (the adorible oc with blakc hair ourple skin n horns), imp slave bc imps r treated lesser, got soul bound to Okami and is just there for the ride trying to make sure she doesnt keel ovre dead with how often she gets blown up or killed only to revive because Shadow is somehow keeping her alive XD

[rejectclone]

I’ve been on a huge Splatoon kick for MONTHS at this point, so I’ve finally decided to make a Coroika-like OC team! Because since they’re kinda Coroika themed, they have two names, so they’re either named after their gear OR have a codename they use while battling! 🎨🔫

🦑💙🌀 Low-Vis AKA Reject 🌀💙🦑

* Female inkling, she/her

* Natural ink color is is a bright turquoise, which is almost blinding when it’s caught in bright sunlight

* Hairstyle is the iconic Hippie cut, and she’s never changed it in her entire life

* Noticeable facial feature is some near-constant dark circles under her eye mask, even though she does get a full night’s worth of sleep every day. Additionally, the shaping of her eye mask is quite odd, as it’s almost shaped like a pair of sunglasses and is ‘flat’ on top, akin to a straight line

* Sloshing Machine main, secondaries Octobrush (biased towards Sloshers and Brushes + Rollers in general, and they absolutely LOATHE Splatlings and Blasters)

* Hails from Inkopolis, born and raised there for their entire childhood and young adult years

* They’re a indie sofubi artist who moved into Splatsville to sell her original (ancient human culture inspired) sofubi figures to some solid success so far. She does make ends meet by working at Grizz Co., but she has been making good money with her tendency to win small Anarchy tournaments at a good rate

* S+ ranker, pretty big Splat Zones and Tower Control fan, but does enjoy playing Turf incredibly causally

* Leader of the team and is a excellent all-rounder type player, but tends to be a bad sore loser though when suffering from multiple losses in one day, ESPECIALLY after getting a real bad pull from the Shell-Out Machine *cough* pulling a meal ticket *cough*

🐙💗🎛 Aux Box AKA Spare 🎛💗🐙

* Male Octoling, he/him

* Natural ink color is a soft light pink, almost cotton candy-like

* Hairstyle is the Afro cut, but he does have a small X shaped scar on the back of it

* Noticeable facial feature is that due to years of using his favorite main weapon, there is a noticeable ‘dent’ below his right eye socket, on top of his eye mask. Additionally, there are faint scars on top of his knuckles, due to how often his fingers would hit the backside of the trigger guard….. plus getting into occasional fist fights with other competitors

* ONE-TRICK E-Liter 4K Scope main, as he refuses to secondary anything (you’d have to literally kill him to make him just TOUCH any other non-special weapon)

* Hails from Splatville, as he was born and raised there his entire life, amongst other incredibly lucky Octolings whose families dodged being forced to fight in the Great Turf War. Hence, his appearance and demeanor is radically different when compared to Octolings who were in Octavio’s army and defected, and he also seems to be totally disinterested in learning more about his culture’s history

* Once projected to be the next breakout Turf War star in the world, he had suddenly became spiteful in playing that mode and began to dominate Anarchy instead. He seems to be very closed off when being asked why he changed his initial goal in life, and becomes easily agitated when pressed even further on it

* X-Ranker, VERY BIG Rainmaker + Clam Blitz fan and he still absolutely crushes it in Splat Zones and Tower Control

* Second member to join the team, as he was impressed by Low-Vis’ prowess in a random Splatfest match, and was shockingly open to making a causal team, although he does overtake the leadership role every one in awhile (and he does rule with a iron fist, either to incredibly positive success or devastating failure)

🐙💜🌫 Yamagiri AKA Haze 🌫💜🐙

* Female Octoling, she/her

* Natural ink color is a bright lavender, but she can also turn it into a deeper red, essentially on-command

* Hair style is a mixture between the ‘traditional’ Octarian hair cut, and the Pony cut

* Noticeable facial feature is that oddly enough, her eye’s sclera are still tinted green. Additionally, she wears black eyeliner on top of her naturally purple eye mask, to try to fit in more amongst other Inkfish

* Mains Splatana Stamper, secondaries Octo Shot (the LEGITIMATE REAL thing, not at all the replica version)

* Hails from Inkopolis square, but she initially came from Octo Valley and moved into Splatsville for a fresher start in rebuilding up her life

* A former Octarian Army member, she has become disillusioned by the actions of her past and now deeply craves normalcy, once she heard the Calamari Inkantation

* Diehard Tableturf player, as she has a near-complete collection of every card that’s in active play and is a very tough competitor to beat. She makes a living off of the thrill of buying card packs and selling off the rares and secret rares she pulls, and does box set unboxing streams (although she only shows her hands when opening up the card packs, and even wears gloves when she does it to help obscure the shape of her fingertips)

* Third player to join the team, as she genuinely dislikes playing Turf or Anarchy, but does do it for the extra money and tickets at least, as she’s also addicted to the Shell-Out Machine, just like Low-Vis

🦑💛🎣 Paintball AKA Delta 🎣💛🦑

* Male inkling, he/they

* Natural ink color is a muddy yellow, but it can clear up to a more bolder yellow when they’re submerged in other Inkfishes’ ‘cleaner’ yellow ink.

* Hair style is the Spiky-Haired cut, but sometimes he does change it to the Buzz-Cut by just shaving off the spikes on top

* Noticeable facial feature is that the fangs on their beak are so long, that they peek through their lips, essentially causing them to have their mouth always agape so it doesn’t hurt as much. Additionally, their upper arms/upper legs/shoulders/back has some odd looking birthmarks, almost as if his natural biological ink is bleeding through his skin, and is dripping down their entire backside?……

* Krak-On Roller main, secondaries Explosher but on incredibly rare occasions

* Hails from Inkopolis Square?….. not even he himself is sure.

* Supposedly suffers from retrograde amnesia, as they lurk around Splatville at ‘dead’ hours, seemingly just ‘observing’ what’s going on in the area, with a almost dazed expression. It’s unknown where he even lives, as he’s almost always found at the Grizz Co building

* Profreshional Overfisher, as they’re UTTERLY OBSESSED with working at Grizz Co, as he works well over his usual full-time shifts to the point where the company had to tell him to literally go on vacation due to legal reasons. It is said that when out on the job, his normally dazed and meek behavior is RADICALLY changed to a more strict and intimidating aura, almost as if they’re a whole other person?…..

* Last member to join the team, as they are horrifically shy amongst others and is seemingly too scared to use his Kraken special for some odd reason?….. It is a miracle how Yamagiri managed to coax him into joining the team, as she does see potential in having a high ranking Salmon Runner who is INCREDIBLY acutely aware of his surroundings, when in the heat of battle

[therapardalis]

[If My OC Was Canon Meme from @iobartach.]

What role would your character play in the story? Are they a major player, or a one scene wonder?

If your character had a breakout show/film/comic, what would the plot be? Who would be in their supporting cast? ------------

I'm thinking the answers to most of these would depend on outside influences; like, major studio or small independent? Who's writing it? Who signs off on the major decisions? Are we putting her in an existing show, or something totally new? Is it an ensemble show, or a 'single main character'?

We all know that most Big Studios are only just now coming around (slowly) to 'female-led' shows, and in most cases the 'fan' backlash is potent, so I'm thinking Thera would likely be a 'recurring character', at best part of the core group but probably there to support the male leads. More likely a kind of anti-hero/semi antagonist who doesn't completely go along with the 'heroes' way of working.

Possibly some 'love interest' could be thrown in, most likely with another secondary character rather than the lead. I think if she were written as involved with the lead, she would either need to be 'dumbed down' or be strong enough to overshadow him.

As for 'breakout' ... well, it happens, female side characters getting their own show/comic/etc. Xena or Sarah Jane Smith, for example, more recently Black Widow and Ahsoka Tano. I feel Thera would be better placed in a series rather than a single-shot event - think Highlander or Doctor Who, with maybe an over-arching plot like X-Files, but also 'issue/monster of the week'.

Which in turn means that the plot and supporting cast could vary, and also depend on the previous question of 'is this a new show or part of an established one?' A new show would need mostly or completely new characters, but an established one could allow other canon characters to show up.

Any volunteers?

[kirbybaker-the-alch]

Hey yall! I made a game!!

you see, Kirby Baker is one of my main ocs, its time he got a game! Now taking inspiration from my friend Kirbyking's game Hightail <(Demo 4 is playable here (this part is actually real support my friend)) I decided to make my own gameboy studio game!

Of course, gameboy development is hard! I had to really strip back Kirby's design to make him fit in! (ignore the super gameboy border it came as a default with the game.) Kirby is now much smaller so he can become a ball more easily, but he's still the blue werewolf you all love, even if stylized into a ball.

But why a ball? It's a breakout game! I wanted to really shake up the formula by adding rpg elements! There are enemies (designed by me of course, i didnt add any of my other ocs tho i wanted a solo adventure) and even a big bad guy! (He won't be importatn in my canon he fucking dies at the end.)

theres also a bunch of weapons to equip, you can steal them from enemies (like megaman) and activate them to give a boost at your tile breaking (like terraria). I have chosen 4 unique weapons, a fireball rod, a zappy staff, a spiked shield, and of course a potion that turns you to stone!

anyways i wont keep you longer heres a download!

feel free to ask me about anything in the game and i can explain it very serioiusly cause its totally an idea i cam up with

[heyitsmetonid]

I get this! I TOTALLY get this!

The K-pop fandom is clique-y & entitled IMO. Very delulu (of course), & not always in a healthy way. Fans & sasaengs fail to realize that idols are REAL PEOPLE that have their own lives, interests, families, friends, talents outside of music, etc. & this trickles into fan fiction & how they treat those around them. Even the idols themselves. The wild fantasy just runs amuck!

Not every fan is like this, but it seems that there are lots online like this.

With that said, I’ve been in your shoes. I’m still in your shoes tbh! I’ve incorporated smut into my fics, too, thinking they’d help or get more attention. And I do like writing smut, but I’m only good at it when it involves me OCs because I know them in & out. What they look like, what they think, what turns them on, etc. I can only imagine what turns on, for example, Jackson Wang. He’s my ult bias! I love him, but as much as I’d like to, I don’t know him. So any smut I write around him is complete fantasy. (I only write ATEEZ fics FYI.) I guess there’s nothing wrong with that, but I write because I want people to enjoy the story, the plot, the characters, not just the pussy eating or dick sucking scene.

It’s tough getting engagement on a post or a story! It’s tough being a writer & trying to breakout! But I do believe I have an audience out there. I just haven’t found them yet.

So, my little oatmeal, 🥣💜 I understand your frustration, & you are certainly not alone.

TLDR: So, y’all only read fan fiction for fucking & sucking? Not for a good story, plot, or to support the writer? Gotcha! I know where we stand now.

{cross posting from bluesky} i feel so silly crying bc i'll no longer be writing fic but i feel like i'm grieving my fics i worked so hard on.

what really solidified it for me was i put a sex scene in my recent fic update, it made sense for the story and what was going on but it didn't NEED to be there, i had put it in just to see if that would get more people to read it.

and it worked. i got several replies on my posts saying people were interested now. why did it take sex for you to be interested? it's a story full of rich world building and a complex plot about what it means to be 'human' but you wouldn't read it unless there was some dick in ass? that's not what the story is about.

so that really just frustrated me and made me realize that what i'm trying to accomplish isn't something well suited for a fanfic space that is largely just meant to be self indulgent fluff and porn. (at least in kpop fanfic spaces)

but yeah. today's update will be the last fanfic update from me. i'm not doing it anymore. sorry for leaving these stories half finished. i'll probably just leave Buried Treasure and Afterimage on ao3 for now. Afterimage might get reworked into an original story and once it does i'll probably take it down but it'll be there for now.

i really appreciate anyone that supported my fics, even if it was quietly. i just don't think i fit into the fanfic space anymore or maybe i'm just too sensitive or not built for it idk.

thanks for having me. i'll still be around reading fanfics here and there but prob not to the same degree i used to.

all this being said, i'm not quitting WRITING. i'm just moving onto original works only, so you'll still see me being annoying about stuff and posting my writing, it'll just be 100% either from my own brain or an off shoot of a world my friend has built that i've been assisting with.

[transurgender]

TBO has gone from a funny bank robbery story to a dystopian sad apocalypse story to a "how goddamn annoyingly in love can i make these two characters before even i, their creator, wants to smash both of their heads in with a rock?"

[tightjeansjavi]

The Hills Have Eyes

A Dieter Bravo Story

Dieter Bravo x f!bestfriend reader x oc wife

A/N: so idk why Dieter decided to infiltrate my dreams last night but am I complaining? NAH cause here comes yet another idea that is going to rot my brain away! Y’all are gonna have to be patient because I don’t intend on having the first chapter out until July (the latest) also, face claim for Dieter’s wife is Aubrey Plaza. They give me bi panic, okay? 😰 The plot is plotting for this one and honestly? I’m so fricken excited (my other WIPS are not excited however)

Summary: Dieter Bravo has been your best friend since you were kids. He was your first kiss, first everything. He was your prom date and most definitely your first love. Dieter never grew the balls to officially ask you out. After graduating senior year of high-school together, Dieter dives head first into Hollywood. He lands a breakout role and he’s all that the tabloids can talk about. Years later you’re soon to be married to your long term boyfriend, until you catch him in bed with one of your own friends. Heartbroken and seeking comfort, you reach out to Dieter, who graciously invites you to his home tucked away in the Hollywood Hills. The second you see a ring on his finger, your heart sinks. Is everything all that it truly seems?

Warnings: angst, pining, heartbreak, typical Hollywood scandals, Dieter is in an open relationship with his wife, things get messy and complicated, drinking, drug use, paparazzi invading privacy, FWB, excessive partying, eventual smut, toxic relationship sprinkled in here and there, Dieter isn’t unhappy in his marriage, he just feels like there’s something missing, reader has never been exposed to the Hollywood lifestyle before, (+18) minors dni! I will add more warnings if necessary! My brain is blanking so I’m sorry if I missed some!

Sneak Peek below the cut

“You’re married?” Your heart sinks deep in the pit of your stomach when you see the shiny gold ring on Dieter’s ring finger. It shimmers in the light and he looks down at it like he’s never seen it before.

“Oh, this? Uh, yeah. I am married.” He shrugs like it’s the most casual thing that he could possibly say. “Does that surprise you, sweet cheeks? Don’t fret. My wife and I are in an open relationship. You wouldn’t believe the amount of Hollywood couples that are totally banging friends and strangers left and right. It happens way more often than you think.” He winked.

“Where is your wife now?”

“Morocco? Spain? Dunno actually. Last I heard she was in Greece. We really only see each other for big events and shit like that.”

“It doesn’t bother you..or anything?”

“Bother me? No, not at all my sweets. She does whatever she wants, with who she wants, when she wants. As long as it stays private. I do the same. It’s a win win situation babe.”He gingerly brought his arm around your shoulders, giving you a warm side hug as he gestured for you to follow him into his extravagant home. “Enough about me, my dear. I’ll make us some drinks, and you can tell me all about that no good rotten son of a bitch ex fiancée, and that backstabbing cunt of a friend. Extra dirty martinis makes everything better, baby. Trust me.”

This summer with your best friend, was about to get extra interesting.

[oh-yeah-i-exist]

Molten Gold - Chapter 2

Synopsis: Druig & Nara - best friends, pen pals, and idiots too stubborn to admit each other’s feelings. She assumes he doesn’t care, he assumes she’s found someone else. For over 500 years, he’s kept her letters, while she resists the urge to send more. Hopefully, the end of the world might knock some sense into them both.

Chapter: 2/? (Chapter 1 link here)

Pairing: Druig x OC!Fem!Eternal (named Nara)

Warnings: angsty, with some fluff? beware my dumb writing (this is my first ever published *anything* so yeah, my apologies in advance)

Word count: ~2075

Feedback totally welcome!

Pulling his fedora down to cover half his face, Druig surveyed the Shanghai port. He’d travelled alone, packing light––a couple of shirts and a tailored suit with a matching tie. The air smelled of fish, algae, and fuel. Everyone was in a hurry: foremen yelling at laborers to unload cargo from a foreign vessel, Western men and women racing to get away from heckling peddlers and fishmongers, rich mothers scolding servants already burdened with luggage and crying babies.

The city had recovered well after the Japanese surrender. The residential streets surrounding its busy port, once governed by international treaties, continued to thrive. Turks, Russians, Brits, Americans, intermingled amongst the local scene. All with their own customs and habits, separate from one another. They’d built houses and places of worship to suit their own tastes; many had opened up shop, catering to their own communities. Tall, brick-and-marble structures, with colorful storefronts.

Shanghai was where Phastos said she’d be. Apparently, she’d ceased communications with the others as well, locatable only via celestial energy. Before boarding the trans-Atlantic ship, he’d considered bringing along her last letter––a little postcard of Jeju, decorated with a yellow canola flower––and his own reply, as though it might ease his anxiety. Rain season floods, a malaria breakout, and the uninvited arrival of so-called ‘explorers’ had kept him rather preoccupied for a whole three years. Not a remarkable stretch of time to an immortal being, but enough for her address to have changed. Now, thumbing the envelopes in his coat pocket, he hoped she hadn’t changed as well.

She was supposed to be in the American quarter––Phastos had told him as much. His telepathy filled in the rest. Locals spoke of a young lady with strange red hair and twinkling honey-brown eyes, of where one might catch her on stage––Ned Kelly’s Last Stand, at 1A Ashley Rd, Tsim Sha Tsui. He’d made it just in time for live music on a Friday night.

Druig ordered himself whiskey on the rocks at the well-stocked bar and found himself a seat at a round table in the back. Taking in the bar’s flashings of colonial touches––long mirrors, antique paintings and wooden patio doors leading to a delightful terrace. In his dark blue suit and polished wing-tips, Druig blended right in with the crowd of expats who’d flocked to Ned Kelly’s for a good show.

Sipping on his drink, he kept his eyes on the stage. A square platform with thick velvet curtains, in front of which stood a grand piano and a microphone. 

The clock struck nine sharp, and all but the stage lights flickered off. A hush fell over the room as the curtains parted. Out stepped the pianist––a lanky American man in formal attire, with slicked back dirty blond hair and round glasses pushed high on his sharp nose bridge. Flicking the long tail of his suit jacket out of the way, he assumed his position at the piano.

The curtains opened a second time. Excited chatter rippled through the tables. Standing center stage, in a slender and tight-fitting qipao of exquisitely embroidered silk, was the star of the night.

Druig sat perfectly still as he marveled at her familiar silhouette. Her long red hair pulled into a tight bun and adorned with a white jasmine blossom, her cheeks a soft brush of pink under the warm golden lighting.

Gracefully, Nara leaned against the piano, gazing out at the audience from under long, dark lashes. A slow, flowing melody began playing. Nara raised the microphone to her painted lips.

I know too well that I'm just wasting precious time

In thinking such a thing could be

That you could ever care for me

I'm sure you hate to hear

That I adore you, dear

But grant me

Just the same

I'm not entirely to blame

For love

Nara was never one for excessive vocal acrobats nor dramatic flairs. Yet after all these years, her voice still easily drew him in. And with each sonorous note sung, longing washed over him like waves.

You'd be so easy to love

So easy to idolize

All others above

So worth the yearning for

So swell to keep every home fire burning for

We'd be so grand at the game

So carefree together

Druig held his breath as Nara’s gaze searched the enchanted crowd. A part of him wished she would recognize him in his lone corner. Another part, he’d realized, was too afraid to look her in the eye.

The moment passed. The song slowed to an end.

That it does seem a shame

That you can't see

Your future with me

'Cause you'd be oh, so easy to love

“Again!” Applauded one of the men sitting in the front, standing up from his cushioned chair. Soon, the whole parlor joined in the clapping.

It was now or never. Druig was halfway out of his seat, drawn towards the stage like a honey bee to pollen. A few more steps, and she would be within reach.

“For you, my dear,” a man could be heard saying, his voice barely audible amid the enthusiast crowd. But it was easy enough to understand––the bouquet of flowers he’d pressed into Nara’s hands. The kiss he’d planted on her cheek.

“Thank you,” she smiled in return. A smile so bright and genuine that it stopped Druig dead in his tracks.

火

The fastest flight from South Korea to Peru takes 21 hours 15 minutes. Plenty of time for Sersi to try Snapchat filters on Ikarus, and for Kingo to recount his many accolades in the film industry.

“So, how have you been?” Sprite turns to Nara, who’s been staring out the window for the past hour. “The concert was pretty cool.”

The uncharacteristic compliment catches the fire-wielding Eternal off-guard. “Huh?” She tilts her head back.

“Hello? The concert? The fact that you’re literally a K-pop idol?” Sprite reiterates in frustration.

“Oh,” a timid smile spreads across Nara’s lips. “Sure, yeah, I just sort of fell into it.”

“Excuse me? Did you just say ‘you fell into it’?” Asks Kingo in disbelief, staring down at her from the walkway, a half-finished cocktail in one hand. He takes a quick swig and goes on, “When you guys and BTS collab for this year’s VMAs, the internet is going to break. Like, seriously, all of my assistants begged me for your signature, and I had to turn them down.”

“Yes, sir, you did,” Karun adds, filming the whole thing from where he sits on the opposite aisle. In the row behind him, Gilgamesh has fallen asleep on Thena’s shoulder.

“If the VMAs is even happening,” Sprite rolls her eyes. “You know, what with the world ending in five days and whatnot.”

“What’s the VMAs?” Ikarus chimes in, peeking his head out from his seat.

“I think it’s sort of a music award,” Sersi says helpfully, typing away on her phone for confirmation.

“I have absolute faith that the VMA is happening,” Kingo proclaims, giving each a pat on the shoulder. “And that I can get us tickets.”

Ding. The seatbelt sign switches on, but nobody pays any heed. By now, Nara’s decided to tune out of the conversation. No longer interested in watching clouds float by, she clicks through the entire catalog of in-flight movies––there’s quite a range, from cheesy sitcoms to the latest blockbusters, and a healthy chunk of Kingo’s filmography. After each credits roll, she compulsively checks the clock on the in-flight screen, even goes over the interactive itinerary. Once she’s made absolute sure that there remain 5 hours and 45 minutes from touchdown, she squeezes her eyes shut. Sleep being her only way of escaping her thoughts.

The plane has a smooth landing in sunny Lima. It’s been five hundred years since anyone of them has been back on the continent, and their journey isn’t over yet. Six bewildered Eternals and a surprisingly unfazed valet file into a floatplane after Kingo’s confident direction. The lightweight aircraft soars above densely packed cityscapes and open swarths of rolling hills, following the Amazon river.

“That went surprisingly well,” comments Kingo, taken aback by his own piloting ability, once they are back on solid ground.

“I hate bugs,” Sprite grumbles, slapping her forearms in a futile bid to prevent mosquito bites.

“We should get going,” reminds Sersi, trudging through the lush undergrowth. Ikarus overtakes her, clearing a path with his laser vision.

“Show-off,” Kingo quips. To Karun, he quietly instructs. “Make sure to get all this on camera.”

Nara hasn’t missed the humidity of tropical climes. Compared to her past experiences in jungles, however, the hike is relatively pleasant. Taking long, decisive strides, she pushes forward, damp leaves and branches sloshing underfoot. Keeps her eyes resolutely fixed on the muddy tips of her boots to distract herself from the reason they are here.

The untrodden path eventually leads to an open clearing surrounded by identical, two-storied cottages. A community well, a cooking fire, a barn. Children chase giddily after baby goats, while adults toil away at their work stations. They seem to vaguely notice the group’s intrusion.

“Hola,” Sprite speaks up, trying to get one of the men’s attention. When he does not answer, she continues. “¿Está Druig aquí?”

Nara is first to catch the flash of gold in the man’s eyes. “It’s been too long,” no sooner has he said those words than everyone drops whatever they’re doing and stands to attention, solemnly facing the main hall at one end of the commune. 

The heavy doors open with a loud creak, and their leader saunters into the hazy daylight.

“Please, make yourself at home,” he addresses them all with a lopsided smile. But his mischievous gaze, it seems, is trained on one figure alone.

Nara purposefully lags behind the others as Druig leads them inside. Slips into a pew furthest away from the altar where he comes to a halt.

“I’ve missed you all,” he deadpans, hands clasped behind his back.

“We’re here to tell you something, Druig,” Sersi begins, shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other. Taking a deep breath, she proceeds to explain Ajak’s passing and Arishem’s plan. The same spiel she’s given Nara prior to the flight over. Ending it with a plea, “We need your help.”

Nara knows Druig too well to dismiss his lack of an immediate reaction as disagreeable indifference. Knows how his lower jaw twitches in well-concealed anger, or how his eyes narrow ever so slightly whenever he’s plotting a particularly abrasive jibe.

“That’s a lot of bad news in one go, m’lady,” he points out, pacing between the pews. Circling the others, looking to pick a fight.

“We mustn’t lose hope, sir,” Karun pipes up, camera poised to capture the whole scene. Nara wants to warn the poor man, but it’s too late.

Crash! He slams the camera to the floor, a puppet under Druig’s golden glare.

“That’s it! New rules: no possessing people’s valets!” Kingo jerks the telepath around, breaking his hypnotic hold. “You are not a god.”

“How ironic,” Druig leers, a cheeky smirk playing on his lips. “Kingo, the movie star.”

In the corner of her eye, Nara sees Ikarus move in to intervene. “Enough!” The blond intones, fists clenched.

“Ikarus!” Druig whips around to face him. His favorite opponent. “I’ve missed you. What? Are you gonna charm me? Or threaten me?”

“There’s a third option if you’d like.”

“It must be heartbreaking to find out that you weren’t mother’s favorite.”

Nara resists the urge to cover her eyes. 500 years, and nothing has changed. If Ikarus were a raging bull, Druig would always find a red flag to wave directly in his face.

“Druig, please. This is serious,” Sersi cuts in. Only to put herself at the receiving end of her fellow Eternal’s ire.

“I’ll tell you what’s serious,” Druig bites back, already taking his leave. “I’ve just been told that my entire existence is a lie. So excuse me for not giving a shit about your plan right now.”

Nara finally finds it within herself to move. To look up and say something. To stop him from slipping away from them for a second time. 

And for a split second before he’s out the door, his eyes lock with hers.

[kyurilin]

Kyuri's WIPs!

First up before I do anything, Present Mic's Totally Bullshit Life has a playlist now! It's very short because I started it after the story was finished and posted but I just kind of add to it now for fun.

Any of the stories on this list that have a playlist to go with them will also get links!

Lost- Formerly known as Hizashi's No Good Very Bad Terrible Year (I think??? It's so long lmao) but yeah! I kind of had the OG doc as a test for doing ALL the manga events because man what a train wreck of a year but I got a brain worm today for a story opener that combined an old idea of mine with how to tie everything into the entire 'coping with trauma' vibe of the full Mic story so this is technically an official sequel. It's set after the war arc and a few other details that happen following that, so VERY spoiler heavy if you don't read the manga, but I wanted an excuse to write it from Mic's perspective and be able to reference stuff from the Mic story. So yeah! It's gonna be angst and coping with trauma and heavily reference Present Mic's Totally Bullshit Life while having a way better title so whoever wants more content for that there's two planned to be posted now here. Currently at 2.6k words

You'll Find Home Again*- I already have to add one. ANYWAYS. This one may end up being emotional to me for no reason but uhhhhhhh. Yeah. So this is actually a spinoff of Present Mic's Totally Bullshit Life but it's a prequel. And yeah. Yeah I know. But I mention a non-canon American internship throughout the Mic story with a character Tyler who is actually a recycled legacy Cars OC of mine and after a lot of thought I've decided to start a oneshot about Mic's American internship, but from the POV of Tyler. Now the reason this one is emotional to me is that Tyler/Thunder as he used to always be known is one of my oldest ocs, almost as old as my writing, and has traveled through many fandoms with me so he holds a very special place in my heart. And when I got into BNHA, I looked at Mic and was like 'oh he is giving off heavy Thunder vibes, they would be friends'. Hence the inclusion in the story. So it's kind of a special one to me because I get to write for a character I've written for a lot over the last 15 years bonding with this new character who I latched onto because of that connection, and I think it's going to end up being at the least a fun story. I feel bad dumping an OC centric story in the BNHA fandom because I try not to do that anymore but I'll probably link it to the Mic story if/when it's done. Currently at 496 words

Someone New- based on the post below and currently being rewritten since it's something I started in February and have not thought about except for like two weeks in July. I'm hoping it's going to be a short one but knowing me (and the lore I accidentally developed for it when I made this playlist) it could end up stupidly long. Currently at 596 words

I Still Reach For You- A heavy manga spoilers Kurogiri story set after the Tartarus breakout. Basically Kurogiri also escapes during that but is going through a crisis of his own due to the whole Shirakumo thing. Obviously started before a later chapter lmao. Currently at 2.7k

Stray- one of the big ones I'm working on, that I've referred to once as the Matching Tattoos AU! An EraserMicCloud story where the three of them meet in college, get matching tattoos, and then don't meet up again until way later. This is the one I've been working on recently that I dumped 18k into over the course of like a week and a half. It's also a no quirks modern au because that was the easiest thing, and kind of a soulmates-but-not-really au. Currently at 24.1k

All The Ways I Love You- this one is like wildly hyper specific but it's a spin off of either a line in the Present Mic story or the oc villain au regarding Aizawa disappearing completely from seeing his friends. So it's Nemuri taking care of him after he turns up very much not himself while Hizashi is still out of the country, and it's something I'm not exactly sure will ever get posted but I wanted to do something with Nemuri. Currently at 8.1k

So, You Wanna Be a Hero- This is a one shot story I'm doing to introduce my Shinsou's family ocs, set immediately after the sports festival in Canon. It's very short at the moment because I don't write for Shinsou much but I have ocs for his family I wanted to include. SPEAKING OF this and Stray both involve the Shinsou family, but Stray makes a minor change and uses a different character name for the mom for no explainable reason. Currently at 140 words

Dread Sometimes is Packaged as Your Best Friend- set within the No Place Like Home AU (the story universe associated with the story This Isn't How the Story Goes), this is how the Tartarus visit to Kurogiri would have gone in that universe. Currently at 139 words.

All the Traces- I think I'm canceling this one because I don't vibe with it and it wasn't really a great idea to begin with but it's also set within No Place Like Home and is very soon after Aizawa's death. Currently at 798 words

No Place Like Home AU- speaking of which, this AU is a series of one shots that is currently only one story in where it's Aizawa who dies instead of Shirakumo. I really really need to do more for this one.

Song of the Abyss- this is one of the Big Ones, but it's a pirates/mermaids/fantasy au with merman prince Hizashi and ocean merchant Aizawa that has deep deep lore and lots of plotting to do and no ending. Currently at 1.5k

You Were Mine (And I'll Tell You That Forever)- this is basically the same as I Still Reach For You EXCEPT Nemuri lives. Make of that what you will. Also I got really artsy with some of these titles then you have shit that just isn't titled at all. Currently at 4.2k

Burn Brighter- For some reason the Todoroki family wormed their way into a spinoff for Stray so this is that spinoff. I have done very little with it. Currently at 324 words

Kaito Hamasaki: Origin- look if horikoshi gets to drop all his ocs into origin chapters then so do I okay. Honestly, this one really is about 95% for me and the likelihood of it getting posted is slim and it's TECHNICALLY a tie in to the next doc I'm mentioning but it is exactly what the title says. Currently at 3.8k

Mock King AU- Otherwise lovingly referred to as the OC Villain AU. Anyone who's read Present Mic's Totally Bullshit Life may or may not remember the oc by either his actual name or his hero name of Mockingbird, and I started up a villain au for him in January that's currently at 48k and hasn't been worked on in a bit. I'm maybe a fourth of the way through at this point so uhhhh it's a Big One. I'm constantly on the fence about ever posting this one if it gets done because it is entirely self indulgent PARTICULARLY since the opening of the story is set on the same weekend as the opening of the Mic story. I thought it was funny. Reboot is at 2.5k since I'm currently reworking it

There's not ~technically~ a playlist for just the story but Kaito gets his own playlist with both villain au songs and regular inspiration songs

EraserMicJoke Superiority- Yeah I legit don't have a title for this one. Basically it is entirely an excuse to write EraserMicJoke since that's one of the many ships from bnha I like but with the added twist of the idea being spawned by "Emi would get really emotional if Eri ever called her mom". So yeah, it's a stupidly long idea based off the idea that Eri gets three parents who love her and spoil her instead of just the common Adopted By EraserMic. Currently at 18k

EraserMicJoke- EraserMic Origins DONE- so I accidentally gave Aizawa and Hizashi an even more tragic get together story with a few throwaway lines in the story mentioned above and decided to write the full thing out on its own and man apparently I like writing ✨trauma✨ way too much. Finished at 39k

Why Loud Cloud Got Banned From Put Your Hands Up Radio- this might be the dumbest one. It falls under the Rooftop Hero Agency AU, where Shirakumo lives, but it's a fucking comedy story where Oboro, the only time he goes on Hizashi's radio show, spends the whole time simping for his girlfriend in very not radio friendly ways and Hizashi cannot shut him down. Frankly it's the dumbest thing I've ever thought of. It has a few sentences now and Oboro has no brain cell it's gonna be GREAT. Currently at 249 words

Softest Lullabies- This is entirely a CloudNight fluff story in the Rooftop Hero Agency AU setting because I got the idea and proceeded to knock out about 1k of story before I was like 'i'll come back to this'. Currently at 1.3k

Sports Festival- I think I'm not continuing with this? It's literally just the first sports festival for Aizawa, Oboro, and Hizashi (why don't I ever refer to Aizawa as Shouta as a side note) and it isn't really necessarily linked to the Rooftop Hero Agency AU because once I write the sports festival you can assume that's how it went down universally in anything I write unless otherwise specified but I think I just wanted to write it lol. Currently at 440 words

Rooftop Hero Agency AU- This is both the AU concept and the doc. The doc is kind of not really being worked on, since I sort of shifted gears and decided to break this one up into stories in the universe like the No Place Like Home AU, but it's my version of a Shirakumo Lives AU featuring EraserMic and CloudNight. The doc for this story is currently still on their high school years but since I'm changing the way I do this it'll probably be like that forever.

Sun, Stars, and Clouds- This is actually mostly canceled since I started writing it (and about three spin offs) before the Mic story to practice writing these characters and it's some kind of legal drama featuring what was going to be EraserCloudMic. Present Meow the cat came from here. I think.

Don't Speak AU/Vigilante Aizawa AU- This one is hella cancelled as it got TOO complicated to handle as it was a ridiculously involved rewrite of the entirety of My Hero Academia but Aizawa left UA and became a vigilante after the death of Shirakumo. GREAT CONCEPT, but so much fucking writing for me to attempt when I was just starting to write for the series. ALSO technically the oneshot Would Anyone Care was part of this AU but I kept bringing it up in other stories so eventually I was like fuck it this is a Core Memory now it happened regardless.

Cloud Control AU- I have brought this one up before but it was my own concept of a soulmate au where when your soulmate dies you get their quirk, and Aizawa has had two quirks since the death of Shirakumo. AGAIN. Great for trauma. I have a doc for this and a rewrite doc, and I had planned to focus on it after I finished the mic story, but it got away from me somehow.

How We Say Goodbye- Once again, this is a story referenced in, very specifically, Present Mic's Totally Bullshit Life. I had actually written this before I wrote that and never finished this story, but it's set after Shirakumo's death. Hizashi tries to do his podcast as normal, but can't because he doesn't know how to deal with doing it alone and knowing he won't have Oboro to do it with again, so invites Shouta and Nemuri over so they can do a goodbye podcast, which ends up being the last episode he ever does. It was so sad I started crying while writing it and haven't touched it since.

Sorry to Bring You Down- ACTUALLY in a similar vein to the last story mentioned, this is set post war arc before I knew what was happening in world. It was Hizashi's first show after taking some time to spend with Shouta, and the whole concept revolved around his listener call in hour being a disaster because citizens were using it to vent about their disappointment in the heroes. And Hizashi was going to end up going on this exhausted rant about he lost someone too since Nemuri's gone and how they're doing the best they can and all stuff along those lines. It's a really dope idea that I honestly want to finish because the idea of Hizashi just getting fed up and just going ham because he's still hurting too is the best to me.

Something With Mirko- No that's literally the title. 100% this is just a dumb story of Mirko getting bored of being stuck in the hospital post war arc that I haven't finished but maybe will one day.

Homeless Aizawa is Hopeless- this is the document that ACTUALLY spawned the mic story. It's clearly NOT getting finished but since half my document titles are garbage I wanted to share that the original iteration of the mic story had an even dumber name and that it also had Aizawa as the main characters.

*Mechanic AU- I guess I should add this one since it's my latest idea even though I don't know if I'll keep adding onto it forever because it was a spur of a moment kinda thing? But basically it's yet another erasermic idea with cloudnight as a secondary ship where Hizashi escapes a bad relationship and breaks down in the middle of nowhere only for the mechanic who fixes his car to be someone he gets along with instantly. Oboro and Nemuri run a bar called Loud Nights because yes. I think it's funny. Frankly this one could be a short one shot or it could own my soul for the next few months but I have to add it to the list because I have started the doc for it.

Crumbled Rooftops*- I'm keeping this one secret plotwise but adding it to the list because ya'll ain't ready for it. I'm very excited about it though and ya'll should be too.

I think this is all of them???? Anyways I'll try to tag stuff based on the title of the doc from here and if anyone ever wants to ask about any of these please do I will not hesitate to ramble about my stories

[goodkwuestion]

Do you have a certain plot point you thought your readers would react a certain way and they did the opposite, or reacted a way you didn't expect?

Also, what are your thoughts on interacting in real time with your audience about your work?

As a reader, I can't imagine reading any other way now ( I don't know how I did it back in the day). Interacting with authors makes their work somehow realer to me. If that makes sense.

I'm usually pretty good at gauging the kind of response most readers will have to particular plot points. Where I fail, where I'm absolute garbage, is predicting the intensity of how the majority will respond.

It catches me in almost of my stories. I might go "aha, they're going to freak out at this thing!" and it garners nary a glance, but most the times, I'll think something is lowkey or innocuous and then seemingly outsized response throws me for an absolute loop.

Usually, it's a pretty awesome surprise. Clay in SHITW, for example, was originally going to be just a casual mention, but the response to him was so "wow" that I turned him into a thing, basically. He was the breakout star of SHITW. How much people love/respond to certain OCs also pleasantly surprises me. Dre, Ivan, and Carrie, for example, get a lot of love that I wasn't expecting.

Once in a while, the intensity puts me on the backfoot and baffles me. I don't know if it's a Kay thing, an autism thing, a cultural thing, or what, but super visceral, emotional responses to my work tend to throw me for a loop until I sort it out or seek out someone who can contextualize it for me (usually @piecesofres for stuff like this), or readers explain it themselves why they had the response they had (super helpful and appreciated.)

I'll eventually get to the place where I just say 'hey, my work stirs strong emotions," and ultimately, that's the apex boon and blessing when you're a writer.

Now, the real-time interaction thing is an evolving concept for me. I totally get what your saying and understand the sentiment. I think I did grow up in a different time/culture, where by the time you consume a piece of media, the creator is pretty much a non-entity. The original intent of the creator becomes secondary, if not even further down the line than that. It would be just me and my interpretation (be it wrong or right), me and my peers/teacher having discussions and developing our ideas, me and my mom etc.

We'd guess at what the creator's intent was, but it ultimately didn't really matter that much. I feel like that fostered a more intimate connection between content and consumer, and also helped develop critical thinking skills and the ability to pickup and follow context clues.

So I go back and forth on it, because it is objectively awesome that you can have fun engagement between creator and consumer (once everyone is willing and respectful), and as I said before, reader feedback/interaction has really helped me understand the effect my work has and the messages I'm inadvertently conveying within it.

However, it also feels it's a part of the devolution into black and white, face-value interpretations of content and some loss of nuance, since the creator is there to spell it out if needs be, and sometimes people don't really want to put in that work to think stuff through.

After weighing it all though, I'm into it. The truth of it is that I love interacting with readers and getting feedback in real time. It's one of the reasons I think it's so much harder to settle into writing my novel properly, because I'm so used to posting a chapter and going "yeah? so what do ya think?" and I don't get that otherwise. I love discussing my stories and my intent behind things. I like talking about the universe I'm trying to create, and it's super fun when people share their thoughts and flail and yell (again, respectfully) at me.

At the end of the day, it's always going to be about finding that balance. We evolve with the times or get left behind and real time engagement with your readership is a vital part of being a writer.

I'm still learning to adjust to certain aspects of it, but if the interaction ultimately enriches the medium for the consumer and helps to boost the creator, then yeah, it's the cat's meow.

[sweetjijisama]

Felt like drawing some crazy characters with my OC’s because they are crazy too x’D And it has everything to do with me wanting to draw crazy faces again because its been so long for me :’) and because watched a lp again of the anniversary edition fowjfowfjow

I drew the Keymaster with my santa boi Grotty together because both of them are green and Edna with Ellie because they both look like they would totally cause trouble togehter x’D

Guess I can call this a crossover because I gave my OC’s inmates clothes or however you call them in english fjoiwjfowfowfow

Characters: Keymaster, Edna Konrad & Harvey from the game “Edna & Harvey: The Breakout” by Daedalic Entertainment

My OC’S: Grotty/Gregory & Eliie (Killer-chan xDD) from my story called “Christmas Killer”

[edenwritessomething]

Heyyyy bestie

What is your ocs smile like? And answer everything if you'd like to, Id love to hear about your ocs ❤️

(and drink some water and eat something if you haven't, please)

sorry this took so long, i caught a cold and used every spare second to sleep 🤡 as we agreed, i'm gonna do this (all prompts) for shahrazad. i also just drank water and took my meds, thanks for the reminder <3

shahrazad

👁 What is your OC’s eye color? Do they have any eye-related habits, like winking or rubbing their eyes? Do other people tend to notice their eyes?

Shahrazad has brown eyes. They're nothing special, but look very pretty in the sun. It's not the first thing people notice about her, but it's somewhere up there, because she has big eyes. As for eye-related habits, she squints and cries a lot :D

✋ Are your OC’s hands smooth, rough, or average? Why? How do they keep their nails? Do they bite them, paint them, neatly trim them, et cetera?

Oh, definitely smooth. Girlie never had to hold a single thing in her life, let alone work. Even her sister has rougher hands because she weaves, Shahrazad doesn't use her hands at all. She doesn't pay special attention to her nails, but her maids have a whole routine for her she doesn't even know about. So they're well tended for, but she doesn't know about it.

🦵 Are your OC’s arms and legs strong, weak, or average? Why? Do they have any common mannerisms that involve their limbs, such as tapping their foot or fiddling with their fingers?

As said, she doesn't do any physical work at all, so she isn't particularly strong. Her arms are especially weak, her legs are probably average because she walks an okay amount. Depending on the situation she either has her hands folded or arms crossed. If she's thinking, she sits cross-legged.

👄 What is your OC’s smile like? Is it bright and wide, or thin and reserved? Does your OC wear any lipgloss or lipstick? Do they chew their lips?

Depends, I guess. She has a reserved smile, kinda sweet, for when her father's got guests or she's doing public appearances. And then there's the big, genuine smile when she's around trusted people (aka Noah). She doesn't wear any lipgloss/lipstick, cus it's not available to her, but she totally would. She bites the inside of her lower lip when she's thinking.

👤 What is your OC’s skin like? Is it unblemished, or are they prone to breakouts? Do they have any scars, tattoos, or other skin markings? Does their skin tend to be sensitive to things that get on it (lotions, cleaning products, etc.)?

As said, she has people doing her skincare for her, so it's pretty darn clear 'without effort' (at least not from her). Despite that (because of that? idk im not a dermatologist) her skin isn't sensitive. She definitely has beauty marks too.

💇 What is your OC’s hairstyle? How do they maintain their hair? Do they wash it and/or cut it regularly? Have they ever dyed their hair?

Shahrazad has brown, wavy hair that she usually leaves open. It flows nicely and reaches her waist. Once more, there is a hair care routine she isn't aware of. It's taken very good care of, she just doesn't see the work that goes into it. This includes regular washing and trims when necessary. And, no, she has't dyed her hair.

🦷 Does your OC brush their teeth regularly? Do they tend to eat foods that get stuck in your teeth?

For the second question, yes, absolutely. There are no limits to what she eats, but she's a sucker for meat. She doesn't 'brush her teeth' in the sense we'd consider today, but she 100% uses one of these bad bitches:

👖 What type of clothing does your OC generally wear? Why? Do they have any “signature” accessories?

As for colours, in my notes I've written 'deep blue, pink, red and gold'. (Each colour is a symbol for smth, but yknow). As for style, well, kaftans and stuff like that... Just take outfit inspo pls, i can't describe:

👀 What is the first physical feature people notice when they see your OC? Why?

If it's uncovered, her hair, because it's so rich. Otherwise her mouth (full lips), then eyes (big). When she's doing her story-telling, she wears a niqab-like dress, so obviously you can only see her eyes, so that's the first thing you notice.

🪞 How does your OC perceive themself? Do they believe themself to be attractive, unattractive, or average? Does their view of themself affect their self-esteem, or are they unbothered by their physical appearance? (If your OC does have things they’re confident or insecure about, what are they?)

She'd never objectively consider herself ugly because she looks like her mother, whom she looked up to. However subconsciously she has internalized thoughts like this, simply because she hasn't managed to get married. There's nothing she's insecure about in particular, she's just insecure.

[gothamsnightmare]

List of Gotham/Valeska twins stuff I’ve been writing on that I might consider sharing some day

Note: So far, all of my stories are reader-inserts. I found that to be a lot easier to write when I started out, also, I’ve always sucked at coming up with names. I have been thinking about possibly turning a few of them into OC’s later on however, especially since it’s starting to look like in at least one story it will actually require me to have a specific name for the reader character at some point, so there’s always the chance I’ll re-write some of these later. Can’t say for sure though, cause I’ve been looking up names and now I’m having the problem that a name that spoke to me as a gf’s name, but also really sounded great to me for a sister character, so, now I can’t decide what to use it for.

These are the stories I think I might like enough that I would feel comfortable sharing them one day, although I can’t say for sure cause I really haven’t finished any of them yet and many of themdon’t even have a beginning with, so I could possibly really only do a preview for most of them so far, cause even though I tried really hard over the last couple of months to finish at least one of them, I just keep getting more ideas for them but never for the parts where it matters

Long story short, I might post some previews from some of these stories soon, especially if there turns out to be some interest (which I hightly doubt, since there wasn’t any so far). So on to what will be a long and pointless post about some of my stories:

Family Ties

I have to thank @sunlitroom for making this post, the first picture in it inspired me to write this story.

I don’t know why, but I always loved the idea of a sister for Jerome and Jeremiah that ends up being kind of torn between the two of them because of their hatred for each other.

When I first played with the idea for her, I imagined her only a few years older than them, like in my first story ‚Hands off‘, but this post gave me the idea: what if Jerome and Jeremiah had a sister that was several years older than the twins, and by that, already old enough to have moved out and left the circus when Jerome killed their mother, and she always had to look after them when they were younger because of their mum not bothering.

Basically, the moment I saw the first picture of this post I thought: I could totally imagining the twins and their sister being part of their mothers act at the circus when they were little, like that she had a different act back then. That she wasn’t an exotic snake dancer yet, just a regular snake artist, and her children were essentially the main focus of her act, like an idea of the owner of the circus, you know, cute kids and deadly animals, guaranteed crowd pleaser.

This is the first story that is going to be different than my other stories, in the way that it doesn’t take place in one time line, but it jumps around between various stages of the Valeska siblings life, starting out with when the twins were around 5 and then as they get older at the circus, on to when Jerome kills their mother and ends up at Arkham, all the way to when Jeremiah is reunited with his sister again for the first time after he was changed by Jerome’s laughing gas.

The story is perhaps a bit heavy at times I guess, because I really decided to dive into how hard it was for the Valeska siblings at the circus with the on-going abuse, and I let them deal several times at various ages deal with the aftermath of these moments. Most of these so far I made up, but I am also planning on including pre-existing things from the Gotham canon, like the story Jerome told about him having his hand boiled in a pot of soup I’m currently trying to write something with, so yeah, it is definitely a bit rough at times.

This story also deals with why the twins’ sister decided to leave the circus and her brothers behind even if she can’t look out for them anymore then, why his sister is the only one who Jerome still trusts after Jeremiah left, what might have played a part in Jeremiah later turn into a villain that has a habit of manipulating people and why it’s so difficult for their sister to navigate her relationship with the twins. Also Jeremiah and Jerome always have their problems getting along in this one, even when they’re little, because they’re just so very different. 

Sleepless Nights

This is a story that takes place over Seasons 1 to 3 (but will likely just brush Season 2 briefly). It starts out shortly before Jerome kills his mother as he sneaks over to his only friend at the circus after a night of torment at his mother’s. She’s the only one who he’s able to talk to about what he has to go through at home because he knows he can trust her, although he’s starting to reach a point where he’s done going into the details every time. She cares a lot about Jerome, and the more she has to see what’s happening to him, the more she’s starting to see things his way. So she gradually doesn’t just grow into the only person he will ever care about, but likely his future partner in crime.

Arkham 

Title is a bit misleading now because it doesn’t just primarily take place at Arkham anymore, but I had intended it to take place at Arkham in Season 4 originally and end with the breakout, hence the title. But once the ideas for it really hit me, I realized it would go way beyond it. Now it starts at Arkham and goes all the way to the end of Season 4

This is to date my longest story (almost 32,000 words at this point and I’m still nowhere near done yet).

One day, I had an idea where I wanted to write just a story about Jerome hanging out with someone at Arkham, but it ended up not really anywhere cause I couldn’t really think of anything, the idea seemed to random.

Then I came the old discussion about how many Jerome fic writers tend to write about the exact same themes on here on tumblr again and before I knew it, I suddenly had my idea. Since my goal with any of my art has always been to try to be different, I hope I kind of managed to accomplish it with this one.

Essentially, the original story idea turned into a story about a woman that Jerome meets at Arkham that instantly becomes not only the only person who cares about him, but is everything he never thought he would ever have in a person and he ends up opening up to her more than he ever intended to when he first decided to talk to her.

Basically, she ends up becoming the only one who Jerome tells the real reason behind his plan to break out of Arkham, however, despite how close the two end up with each other, since she gives him a lot of freedom and never pressures him to do something he doesn’t want to do, and this kind of backfires on her a little because she ends up never being 100% in the loop about his plan despite how much he shares with her. And in case your wondering, yes, this is going to go all the way to the very end of Jerome’s story in Season 4.

Note: This is the female character I mentioned above that I might rewrite from reader insert some day because she needs a specific name at a certain point.

Fights at Arkham

This is another story where the twins have a sister, this time, it’s more like an AU where Jerome didn’t die but still managed to change Jeremiah with his gas, and now they currently happen to be stuck at Arkham at the same time as their sister.

This turns into a huge problem for all three of them, because since she still loves both of her brothers, she expects them to act as civil as possible when around each other, which they will have to do if they want to spend time with her, as she’s fed up of having to put up with their fighting by now and doesn’t want to switch between having to spend time with one of them at a time.

Since the twins just hate each other so much by now, she can’t really prevent the fights from constantly happening, the only thing she can do is try to make sure their fights don’t turn violent, something that is often a bit of a challenge for her

However, since she knows her brothers way better than they would probably like to acknowledge, she also knows a thing or two about how to keep them under control.

Unfortunately, I’m still massively struggling to find a way into this story, it requires a the random argument between the twins that is supposed to turn into a bigger fight, so I could only give you a preview of what happens once their fight is close to getting out of control.

Mad

Simple premise, Jerome’s girlfriend is mad at him after one of their crime sprees, and after giving her some space, he decides it’s about time to make her get over herself.

Partners

Jerome inadvertently develops a crush on his partner in crime when he looses track of her during a crime spree. When he confronts her about it, she doesn’t really know how to handle it

Chance meetings

A story that unfortunately so far only contains a few segments that don’t really connect with each other yet, which is a shame because the basic idea would be based on another attempt of writing something a little different.

We all know the old idea of course that Jerome is definitely the kind of guy that would likely end up stalking a girl when he takes a liking to her, and while I could totally see him do that, I suddenly thought: what if it was the other way around and it happened to him?

This is not exactly a stalking story per se, but essentially, one of Gotham’s female criminals (not one from the Gotham canon) is so impressed by Jerome and the way he does things that she shows up out of nowhere one day while he’s out killing people, and from that day on, she just keeps popping up everywhere he goes, until the point comes where he almost expects her to be there because she can’t seem to stay away from him.

And at the end, this story ended up giving an idea at the end that led to another story called:

Nightly visits

While thinking about the fact that Jerome would not be above stalking some woman he’s obsessed with, I suddenly realized I could also totally see him just crashing at a woman’s place at night that he took a liking to without her knowledge, you know like secretly staying on her couch every night and leaving before she wakes up in the morning.

And that thought turned into: what if she knew about it though. And what if she just lets him do this while pretending not to notice? And this leads to eventually them both becoming aware of it and finally starting to acknowledge it and start talking to each other.

So basically Jerome turns into the crazy guy who keeps showing up at her apartment every night to spend the night and leaves again in the morning, but once they get to know each other better, they get closer and he ends up staying longer or showing up earlier than he had originally meant to when he had decided to hang out at her place.

There’s another story that I’m thinking of sharing that doesn’t have a title yet, but I’m worried it might be to plain and cute. In it, the twins have a sister that is a little bit younger than them (cause I figured the way the behave towards her might work better if she’s not the older one this time) who suffers from nightmares because of the abuse in the family, and it started to become so bad for her, that she now spends the night sharing a bed with one of the twins to cope. But, since Jerome and Jeremiah are at a point where they already constantly fight with each other, you could say they end up in a little bit of a competition with each other about who’s better at comforting her after a nightmare.

And, in a similar type of premise, also without a title so far, Jerome is at Arkham at the same time as his sister (this time she’s older again), and he goes to visit her at night in her cell, seemingly for no particular reason, but since she knows how to read him way too well, she figures him out pretty quickly and they have a little bit of a late night talk about growing up and how things have changed now (or how they haven’t really)

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👤 🦷🦵 for enfrys

👤 What is your OC’s skin like? Is it unblemished, or are they prone to breakouts? Do they have any scars, tattoos, or other skin markings? Does their skin tend to be sensitive to things that get on it (lotions, cleaning products, etc.)?

Enfys's skin is usually pretty clear when it comes to acne, but he has a Lot of freckles, especially on his cheeks, nose, and shoulders

He does tend to be more sensitive to anything with harsh chemicals

🦷 Does your OC brush their teeth regularly? Do they tend to eat foods that get stuck in your teeth?

Not totally sure if tylwyth teg need to clean their teeth the same way that humans do tbh ^^;

Enfys Really likes food with milk, honey, butter, or sugar (y'know, fae stuff)

Enfys was born without top lateral incisors, so his teeth look kinda like this

He and Venus are good friends, so when they found out that Venus had extra incisors and Enfys was missing some they were like "HOLY SHIT YOU STOLE MY TEETH???"

🦵 Are your OC’s arms and legs strong, weak, or average? Why? Do they have any common mannerisms that involve their limbs, such as tapping their foot or fiddling with their fingers?

He's not particularly strong, but definitely not weak either

He's definitely the kind of person who just likes moving around a lot, especially when performing. If he feels like taping his foot or twirling around or dancing he will (he is also uh, very limp-wristed lol)

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The Singer

Anthony Ramos x OC

Warnings: Swearing and slight mentions of suggestive content

A/N: thanks to @charming-charlie for helping with this one

Summary: Scarlett spends the night at Anthony’s house for the first time

1,106 words

Chapter 5: Quiet Nights

Scarlett was in a rough spot with her bills and wasn’t making enough to support herself financially anymore. She’d been dating Anthony for a handful of months now and had opened up to him about her fears and struggles. He’d moved onto working with Spike Lee on a new tv series for Netflix based on Spike’s breakout movie of the same name, “She’s Gotta Have It”. He, unfortunately, had to cut his hair. He was a blessing to her every day, he knew that she wanted to prove that she could be independent and anytime money was brought up, she’d immediately shut him down. He was sweet, but she didn’t want to have to rely heavily on her boyfriend for support. With the rent constantly rising in New York, Scarlett felt as if she was drowning. She had to either pick up another job or sell some of her furniture to make do. She hated admitting when she needed help, but this time she couldn’t beat around the bush any longer.

Anthony was coming over to spend some quality time with his girlfriend and to help cheer her up. It was the first time that he was spending the night and Scarlett was beyond nervous. She had become accustomed to life with him when they were on dates and when she’d been over to his apartment, but he’d never been over to hers. She had been furiously cleaning every square inch of the place to make sure that it looked presentable. It would be beyond embarrassing if something went awry and he thought her apartment was dirty. Once she was done, everything shined and sparkled like the top of the Empire State Building.

Just then, a knock sounded at her door. She hopped up from her spot on the bed and opened the door. She was a bundle of excitement and nerves. Anthony smiled when she greeted him. “Hey, babe.” He presses a soft kiss to her forehead as she hums in satisfaction. “I missed you.” She said as she stood aside so that he could walk in. He smirked as he set down his duffel bag. “Oh yeah? I missed that fine ass.” She playfully smacks him as he winds his arms around her waist. “You know you love me.” She studied his gaze as he pecked her nose. “I know I do.” She quickly smacks his ass. He recoils and touches the spot. “Ow! What’d you do that for?” She smirked and walked toward the kitchen. “Cause your ass is just as good looking as mine. That and because I felt like it.” Anthony chuckles and shakes his head.

After dinner, the pair had resorted to watching tv on her couch. Scarlett’s head was in Anthony’s lap as she lazily stared at the screen. “I don’t about you, but I could totally slip into a food coma right now.” She mumbled as she turned her head to look up at him. He hummed in response and messed with a stray piece of her hair. She traces invisible shapes on his forearm as her fingers intertwine with his.

So far it was relaxing. Scarlett almost scolded herself for being so nervous. There was nothing to be nervous about in the end. She trusted Anthony and she was glad he was here. The comfort of his lap was growing familiar to her. It was becoming a safe place. Anthony looked down at her, squeezing her hand with his own. She wished she could read his mind, even if it was just for a split second. She wanted to know what was going on in there but then again, she wanted to keep some of the mystery and suspense. Anthony kept her on her toes. There was never a dull moment as far as she was concerned. Being with him made her forget everything. She forgot about the bills piling up, she forgot how she pranced around the apartment like a madwoman to make sure it was clean enough for him. Her mind was simply wiped the moment she looked into his eyes.

Anthony leaned down and kissed the blonde girl resting in his lap. Scarlett welcomed the feeling, one of her hands shooting up to tangle itself in Anthony’s shorter hair. While she missed the Hamilton ponytail that he sported, the short hair was working for him. His lips fluttered over hers casually, sensually. The sweet, simple kiss was the piece de resistance of the night. The perfect ending. It made her slip into a different mindset. Anthony let go of her hand, much to Scarlett’s protests. She liked holding onto him. It was almost like she needed the proof that he was with her, that he belonged to her, even though the kiss between them was more than compensating for that right now. Anthony’s hand slid under Scarlett’s shirt, his fingertips running over the skin of her abdomen and sides. The feeling sent shivers up Scarlett’s back. Even Anthony’s touch was electric and left her wanting just a little bit more.

Anthony pulled away just enough to whisper four sweet words. “I kinda like you,” he said with a husk, and Scarlett only smiled. He said the same words she said to him on their first date if one could call it that. The night where she was drunk, and she admitted feelings for him. She remembered it caught him off guard, but he took it in stride. Now it was her turn. She was grinning, a brilliant smile that showed how elated she was. Too bad, it was interrupted with a surprised yawn. Scarlett shouldn’t be that surprised. With how stressed out she was and how she ran around her apartment all day to prep for Anthony’s arrival, it made sense how she would be exhausted. Anthony caught on quickly, and he gave her a quick, unsuspecting kiss. “Tired? C’mon, let’s get you to bed.”

The blonde nodded and Anthony scooped her up with ease. He stood up with the singer in his arms. He kissed her shoulder, her jawline, her ear, as he walked her into the bedroom. Scarlett was too tired to get dressed. Anthony set her down on the bed and she didn’t let go. She pulled the actor down with her. He laughed at her antics but ended up crawling next to her. She would be lying if she said she couldn’t get used to this. He wrapped an arm tightly around her and she nestled into his chest like a pillow. He kissed her forehead and she smiled. It was the last thing she felt before she fell asleep.

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