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HAPPY PRIDE!!!!!

if you're homophobic, transphobic, or dislike the lgbtqia+ community i'd like to not-so-kindly ask you to fuck off my blog thank you!

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Breathing heavily and holding a hand to their bleeding head, the deer sat down.

They practically collapsed into the chair, trying not to tear up as the pain continued to sear through their head. The blood hit the wooden floor like a leaky tap, with a rhythm, although drowned out by the ringing in their ears that consumed their thoughts.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Where was Archie? They thought xe was following, why- where's Archie..? They croaked out a call to xim, although it became quieter than they intended. All the worry for themself and their well-being dropped, immediately being flooded with worry for their partner in crime. This is exactly what they feared. They didn't care if they died, they were destined for that in the end. But not Archie- They didn't want xim hurt, no. No, not Archie. They weren't sure what they would do if xe was gone. Nothing pleasant, they knew that for sure.

Their worrying was interrupted by a coughing fit as they spat up blood, a few teeth, and some of their lunch. Once settled, they went to get up again so that they could find Archie. The flaw in that, however, was that their legs were practically jelly. They fell, slamming their face against the concrete of the old building they were taking shelter in. Add a bleeding nose to the list of injuries from that fight... They sniffled up some of the blood, beginning to crawl. They were crawling to find Archie. What a pathetic sight...

Archie belongs to @gl0wsticko

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OCs Masterlist (To shorten my Intro)

Fandom OCS

Pressure

Yvaine

Branson

Phighting

Beach (@ask-beachboy )

Emerald Glaive

Heartbreak

Deep Freeze

Buried Melt

April Showers

Yellow Card Balloon

Genshin

Mangata

Erebus

Amani

Snapdragon

Kien

Gefen

Raisa

Evara

Elouan

Rama

Frission

Acacius

Mortal Tendencies

Regretevator

Ezana

Atropine

RWBY

Flynn

Suits: RPG

Accountant / Monte Writer / Arthur

FANDOMLESS OCS

Cassian

Ember

Mercury

Eddie

Fortune

Bishop

Juno

Elijah

Mellan

Jonathan (@the-mushroom-whisperer )

Chemist (@the-mushroom-whisperer )

Mr. Scruffy

The Guardian of Belief and Control

Lupa

Blueberry

Wilmer

Orion

Dara

Reny

Zhenya

Quispe

Tromling

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HI HELLO VALENTINE'S DAY POST FOR A CRITTER THAT I DON'T THINK I'VE TALKED ABOUT HERE!!!!

February 14th. The worst day of the year for this poor Accountant.

He sat in his office, writing away at numbers and muttering to himself. It was mostly peaceful with his gentle classical music playing throughout the room. He was startled out of his rhythm, however, when an unexpected song played. A specifically romantic song, loud and lyrical. It irked him, but he shut the music off and continued working. A few minutes later, someone came into his office and said that most of the others were leaving early for Valentine's day. He waved them off, scoffing.

"... Are you not going to leave too, Monte?" The suit asked, tilting their head.

"No. I've no lover to go home to, I'll stay in office and pick up your slack."

"Not even a friend to go appreciate? You know that Valentine's Day isn't just romantic love-"

Accountant paused, grimacing slightly. The other suit couldn't see it, due to how Accountant sat at his desk over his work.

"Go."

"Jeez- okay, okay, alright- Don't work yourself too hard, alrighty Monte?"

"Get out of my office and shut the door." He fought to keep his tone level, exhaling loudly once he heard his door shut. He continued to work in the silence now. You would expect him to calm down, but the silence began to bother him, allowing the Suit's words to echo in his mind. He hated it. He hated this day, it bothered him. A day about love. Eugh. Even if it came to platonic or even familial, he had... Well, none of it. He had no friends, no family, no lover, nobody. Sure he had a few of his clients and his boss, but... He's not sure what to consider them. Certainly not friends, from what he can tell. He would love to be friends with his boss, but it doesn't feel right to call them friends. Eventually, his emotions got the better of him and he ended up accidentally tearing a hole in the page he was writing on. Noticing this, he grumbled and crumpled it up, throwing it at the door of his office. Before he could start again, he noticed his next paper slightly wet.

Crying??

He's... crying?

He shook his head furiously wiping at his eyes. He had no reason to be crying, he didn't feel sad, he was fine being alone, he accepted that fact long ago- he's content with his routine- eat work eat sleep and repeat, he was fine with that! He hasn't had a problem with that for years- So why now? Why is it all bothering him now? Why do-

There was a knock on the door. He almost didn't notice it.

He fixed himself up, wiping at his eyes again and tidying up his desk before calling for the suit to come in.

"Accountant, is everything alright in here? I thought I heard commotion coming from your office." It was his boss- Surprising.

"Oh- Othar. It's nothing, Boss. I'm alright, you go on and have your meeting with Blax, I'll see you tomorrow-" He nervously smiled, waving at the CEO slightly.

"... I'm not the best with emotions and all that, but your eyes are quite puffy, Accountant."

"I'm fine, CEO. Go on, have fun today."

After taking a moment to study his employee, he sighed.

"I don't believe you, I'm sorry to say. Do you wanna talk about it or do you actually want me to leave."

"Get out." Accountant paused before adding on, more quiet this time, "please."

"... Alright, Accountant. You don't need to worry about coming in tomorrow, take the day off, alright?" Othar left before Accountant decided to respond.

He didn't go home until a janitor came in to clean his office. There wasn't much of an exchange as Monte collected the things he needed and headed home. Home. His home was- Well, empty. There wasn't much life to the house aside from the things he needed. A bed, kitchen appliances, a bathroom, the normal things. He had no decorations, no blinds or curtains, nothing to specifically say that this was his home. He made himself a condiment-less sandwich and got himself a cup of water. He ate and then... Went to bed. Nothing in between besides a quick shower.

Of course, when he awoke he got ready and came into work like he always did, ready to mostly forget about the previous day.

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someone earlier let me rant about some of these characters and I am... I AM ITCHING.

SOMEONE

ASK

PUHLEASE I PLEAD WITH THOU !!!! /silly

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Candy Asks

Send my muse a candy and they’ll answer:

Smarties: Who is the sweetest person you know?

Kit Kat: When was the last time you sat back and had a moment to yourself?

Reese’s: Is there something you feel on the inside that you can’t tell anyone?

M&Ms: What color would you say is the color of your soul?

Skittles: If you were a fruit, what kind of tree would you grow on and where would it grow?

Snickers: In what situation do you get ugly? (Excessively violent, angry, upset.)

3 Musketeers: Is there something in particular that helps you to relieve stress?

Hershey’s: What kind of legacy do you feel you have to uphold either willingly or unwillingly?

Nerds: How would you rate your intelligence?

Crunch: What was the worst thing you did to hurt somebody?

Butterfinger: Do you have a prized possession you’d hate for anyone to get their hands on?

Dum Dums: Is there a food that you like but most people don’t?

Twix: Was there a time when you should have thought before you said something?

Warheads: Do you have a bad experience that broke off a relationship?

Baby Ruth: Have you ever encountered someone that was a bit odd but you liked them anyway?

Grab Bag: Any question of the mun’s choice!

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Morality Meme

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oc asks that reveal more than you think

Do they sleep with a stuffed animal? If they have multiple, who’s the favorite?

Can they take care of a plant? What about a pet? What about a child?

Ask them to describe their love interest.

Do they look good in red?

Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech! Will they give one, and what about?

Who will they take advice from, no matter what it is? Who won’t they take advice from, no matter what it is?

Describe them in three words. Now let them describe themself in three words.

Do complex puzzles intrigue or frustrate them?

Do they empathize with non-sentient things (dolls, plants, books…)?

What age do they most want to be right now?

They’ve won the lottery. Spend, or save?

Do they like romance in the books they read (or in the book they’re in)?

Name one thing their parents taught them.

Would they agree with the term ‘guilty pleasure’? Do they have any?

What would they consider a waste of time– other than school or work?

If money wasn’t a limit, what would they wear?

Do they like children?

Kissing: tongue or no tongue?

Do they study before tests? Practice before job interviews?

What do they like that nobody else does?

What would it take for them to break up with someone? What would be the last straw?

Do they like being called pet names? Do they call other people pet names? What’s their go-to?

Stability or novelty?

Honesty or charity?

Safety or possibility?

Talent or effort?

Forgiveness or vengeance (or…)?

Would they date a fixer-upper?

What recurring dreams do they have?

What would they do if they knew it would be forgiven?

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"Well look who it is, my favorite ex-knight!"

ex-knight?

A cheery voice approached Emerald Glaive as he was busy polishing his armor and gear. However, upon hearing the voice he froze. Hell, you could mistake him for a statue if you didn't pay super close attention.

"... Glaive-?"

"Sw-sword-! Hey- uhm- I-"

He quickly cleared his throat and stood, adjusting himself as quick as he possibly could and snapping into his typical demeanor.

"Emerald Sword. It is- wonderful to see you again. What brings you to Thieves Den?"

"Oh don't treat me like that-"

The sword laughed a bit, not hesitating to wrap her arm around the thieves denizen's shoulders and ruffle his hair. He protested, squirming to get out of her hold. Despite the struggle, he was grinning, playfully punching Emerald Sword.

"Ahh, you-! But no, really- Why are you here..?"

"For you- You kinda left us all high and dry you know..."

"I-"

Glaive stopped himself, looking away and frowning.

"I know. I'm sorry. I didn't wish to bring chaos to The Knights and our King- He already gets enough trouble, you know-? He doesn't deserve any more."

"What could you have possibly done that would be any worse than what we typically deal with, stupid?"

"The 'Church'."

There was a good amount of silence between the two before she let out a small 'oh'.

EMERALD SWORD IS NOT MY CHARACTER!!!!

She belongs to a friend of mine who doesn't have a tumblr, but is letting me plug their Ao3 instead!!!!

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guys it is happeningggg !!!!

any of you who see these posts, if ur a fan of Emerald Glaive I have something to post sooooooooonnnn :]]]]]]

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Also, psspspsps

NEW CHARACTER

big sparkles big sparkles

Writer

Writing Enthusiast

Real Name: Arthur Isles

Alias: A.I.

Height: 5'8 or 173 cm

Age: 24 Cycles

Description: With a creative mind, Arthur spends most of his time writing books. Although only publishing informational books, he holds a fascination in writing mystery books.

Location: Media District, often the Library.

Both art pieces are from @myyanglifetwt (I'm gonna fucking GET you, yang <3/aff)

They're from Suits, an RPG game!!! play it

please

please

please

please

please

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In a thieves den garden, Emerald Glaive was giggling and kicking his feet like a school girl, which was HIGHLY strange for the stoic knight. But, he seemed quite happy. He even had a yellow tulip in his hands, smelling it occasionally.

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guys.

guys i need you to listen to me

and listen

CLOSE.

i am putting something in the works

SOMETHING kind of BIG

tehe :3333

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YOU CAN ASK

LITERALLY ANYONE ON HERE

TRICK OR TREAT

:33333

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:3

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This is Balloon :3

uh...

Clown

poodle

I don't have much for them rn (PLEASE ASK ABT THEM THO I LOVE THEIR DESIGN,,,)

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why y'all so 🏳️‍🌈/pos

because the creator said so :3

if you want some1 who gushes over their partner/crush ask gefen, cassian, or snapdragon :3