alastar-wyatt

[alastar-wyatt]

Character asks!

These are more focused on the background stuff rather than the usual "what would the character do in XY situation" kinds of asks. I've been looking for something like this for quite a while and in the end decided to make my own. Feel free to use, go wild, enjoy

What was the original thought that led to the creation of this character?

How long was the process before the character reached its final version? (or a version that would be clearly recognizable as the character?)

What was the first thing you decided on, the character's name, appearance, personality or their role in the story?

And reverse, which one of the four things did you struggle with the most?

How did you choose their name and why? Was it simply based on vibes or is there any specific meaning behind the name? Are the reasons behind their name different in- and out of universe?

What was the thought process behind their appearance? Did you go mostly for the aesthetic or are there other reasons they look the way they do?

What is an aspect of their appearance that you like the most?

What is the origin of their personality? And let's be honest - how much of it is projecting?

How big is their role in the story? Do they make a frequent appearance or are they a character with little "screentime" but big influence? Or are they just a favourite background guy?

What is their main character arc in the story? Where do they start and how do they develop? Do they get a happy ending or is their story a tragic one?

Is there any existing character from other media that your character resembles? Was the resemblance intentional or was it a coincidence?

Do you have a playlist for the character? What songs do you associate with them and why?

Do you have a voice claim for the character? What do you imagine the character sounds like?

Do you have any quotes tied to the character, either from the story itself or from another source that fit them?

Have you ever made a moodboard for them?

Is there any memes or running jokes associated with the character, both in- and out of universe?

Are there any motifs or symbols associated with the character? How are they represented, in their design, personality or in some other way?

Does the character have other characters connected to them? Do you have a family tree and "offscreen" connections made up for them or do they exist in a vacuum purely for the purpose of the story?

What is your general favourite thing about the character? What is your least favourite?

Bonus question: share any additional thoughts, art, favourite scenes, anything you've been waiting for a chance to ramble about

[alastar-wyatt]

Sweet Sunday - "You make me smile more than you know. I can't help it when I hear your voice. And you are cute as hell."

Allie climbed the stairs to her little studio, humming softly as she unlocked the door. "I'm ho-oh he's not here." The words started a cheerful chirp as she dropped her satchel by the door but stopped when she realized Alastar wasn't there at the moment.

Bustling about she tidied the place and settled cross legged on the floor by the bed. Flipping through mail she opened a few pieces, scanning the contents absently. A thump of the door opening made her look up and flash Alastar a grin as he stepped, arms carrying a bag of groceries. "Welcome home!"

Returning to her mail she flipped to an unmarked envelope. Ripping into it she hummed softly as she unfolded the letter inside. The creak of her boyfriends form settling on the bed behind her, peering at the letter over her shoulder hit her ears as she read the sweet words written.

"Seems like you have an admirer." His voice sounded gruffer than usual, making her tilt her head back to blink at him.

"You didn't write this? Wait..." A grin danced across her face, wicked and amused. "Aw, Alastar, are you getting jealous? I assumed you wrote this sweet note! Obviously if you didn't write this, it was meant for someone else. Don't worry."

Reaching up she pulled him down to peck his lips. "Only one who sends me sweet notes is you."

(( @alastar-wyatt for mentions. But thank you anon! I loved seeing the sweet words! ))

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Sinful Sunday: What does Allie find to be really sexy about people? Does her own partner live up to that?

"Is it...odd...that I like playful personalities? Like someone who's happy to laugh...maybe its a nice laugh. Just...seeing the raw joy like that is something I'm drawn too. I like it...a lot..." A flush crept along her cheeks along with a shy smile. "And my boyfriend does have a nice laugh."

There was a long pause after that before she ducked her head. Her voice lowered to a squeaked out whisper. "H-hands. I-I like talented or interesting hands...." Face fully red she hustled away, fanning her face. (( @alastar-wyatt for mentions~ ))

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☺:  three things that make my muse happy

"Well that's easy. Am I allowed to be cheesy about it and just say you, smokey, and the fuzzy you?" Her eyes danced as she dissolved into giggles.

Waiving a hand she took a moment to still her giggles.

"There's lots of things that make me happy. Apples make me happy, being my favorite food!." An apple was produced from her satchel, tossed from one hand to the other. "It's nostalgic and I like the taste! Even if people look at me funny about it."

Humming softly she considered. "My loved ones make me happy. People like you, my friends at the office, the people I've met and who have come to cherish someone like me."

Her words ended with a crunch as teeth sank into the flesh of the apple. A few moments of rapid chewing, a hand covering her mouth. "Mmm, an' ah 'ike..." A brief pause as she swallowed. "I like being active. It makes me happy. Running around on rooftops is one thing, but hiking, exploring, sparring. Just...keeping moving and staying active really!"

Bringing the snack to her lips she paused and grinned around it. "There really is a lot that makes me happy. I'm a simple girl with simple pleasures."

((Thank you for the ask @alastar-wyatt! ))

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His smile held gently, taking in another brief look over her, then said, "Well if you're ever got some freetime and see me lounging about, feel free to say hi." He said taking a step away. "For now, I have to head off to work, see you around." He waved politely before making his way back along the streets of the city.

“Have you ever, tried some pickled eggs?" Raising a brow lightly, holding out a closed jar, offering in case.

Alastar paused in his walk looking at the woman with some intrigue by the question and her appearance.

Paranoia was perhaps his biggest problem when it came to strangers, so he studied the offered closed jar with a little skepticism. “Will have to say no, I’ve not.” He looked towards the woman again. “Are you selling or offering?”

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Alastar listened, and while he did weighed if he should try and eat the egg now or save it for later. Maybe have Allie ( @alliesdelimma ) try it first….

He wasn’t sure about that smell.

He put the lid back on when she asked her question. He gave her a gentle smile, understanding now, his suspicion gone. “Well being as you can consider me city-folk,” his smile grew just a tad. “I would say yes. It is very odd unless you’re trying to sell something.” He offered a hand out to her. “The name is Alastar by the way.”

“Have you ever, tried some pickled eggs?" Raising a brow lightly, holding out a closed jar, offering in case.

Alastar paused in his walk looking at the woman with some intrigue by the question and her appearance.

Paranoia was perhaps his biggest problem when it came to strangers, so he studied the offered closed jar with a little skepticism. “Will have to say no, I’ve not.” He looked towards the woman again. “Are you selling or offering?”

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Alastar skepticism held, but he reached for the jar and gave it a look to see how many were in there before deciding to open it. “You just go around offering food to people?” He asked as he popped the lid open and gave it a sniff. He did well to hide his uncertainty further as the smell of vinegar struck him.

@moyrarussell

“Have you ever, tried some pickled eggs?" Raising a brow lightly, holding out a closed jar, offering in case.

Alastar paused in his walk looking at the woman with some intrigue by the question and her appearance.

Paranoia was perhaps his biggest problem when it came to strangers, so he studied the offered closed jar with a little skepticism. “Will have to say no, I’ve not.” He looked towards the woman again. “Are you selling or offering?”

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“Have you ever, tried some pickled eggs?" Raising a brow lightly, holding out a closed jar, offering in case.

Alastar paused in his walk looking at the woman with some intrigue by the question and her appearance.

Paranoia was perhaps his biggest problem when it came to strangers, so he studied the offered closed jar with a little skepticism. “Will have to say no, I’ve not.” He looked towards the woman again. “Are you selling or offering?”

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Finish the sentence in my inbox...

"I want you to...”

"I wish you would..."

“Why didn’t you tell me...”

“I wanted to tell you...”

“Have you ever...”

IC ONLY PLEASE! ANON IS ON! Feel free to send things even if we have never interacted before!

Practice good question/reblog karma! Ask a question to whomever you reblog this from! Get asked a question, return a question!

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Derpiness runs in the family

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@alliesdelimma

marinated fromage blanc, marionberry jam & hot honey.

[alastar-wyatt]

“I appreciate it, Lora, I really do.”

“Nonsense, Doc, we owe you, but…I'm afraid it's a bit more complicated than that.”

For a unit praised for their ruthless efficiency in stealth operations, their footfalls resounded loudly in Selise's ears as they escorted her into the command center. She could hear Nick's voice in her head, why would she willingly get wrapped up in the boy's problems again?

He'd be furious when he found out.

She followed their instructions obediently, being led into the director’s office where he was already leaned back in the chair behind his ornate desk. He started speaking just as her escorts stepped out and closed the door behind them.

“My wife tells me you want to collect on our debt.”

For once, Selise was pleased to hear her services garner such consideration. “I do, but she seems to think my request won’t be possible?”

Devin leaned forward and glanced down as he flipped over a few papers. “This has to do with the increase in unsavory business at the brawl pub?”

Selise nodded. “I have a family member that's gotten swept up in it and no way to safely get them out.” After a moment's pause, she added. “It's also been negatively impacting my place of business.”

The director sighed and motioned towards a chair in front of his desk. “We’re aware of the situation,” he started and watched as the doctor lowered herself into a seat. “How exactly is your family member involved with this group?”

Selise folded her hands in her lap. “I don't know the extent of it, only that I'm afraid they might not make it out.”

Devin drew in a breath. “I know our arrangement, but this operation is large and I can't compromise it.”

She felt the finality of his statement, but pushed forward regardless. “Would their information not be useful?”

Devin narrowed his gaze on Selise. “You're well aware of where you're sitting. I have an entire building of agents if I want information.”

Selise crossed her legs as her lips drew into a thin line. “Yet you don't have enough information to close your operation.”

“Careful.” Devin rumbled, then eyed her with something akin to resentment. “What's their name?”

A silence followed, longer than Selise meant it to as she tried to guess what Alastar might be doing. That was the easy part. It was the ‘why’ that she didn't understand. She let out a breath. “A few conditions first.”

Devin swiveled his chair straight, his attention fully on her now. While his look had become less sharp, the gesture of his hand for her to continue was impatient.

“This only works if you agree to give them immunity. I’ll tell you their name, you get them out. You get your information and then they leave with me. No charges or arrests. It's not worth it to me if their freedom is compromised by your organization.”

Devin let out a low whistle. “Did you think this through, Doc?” He followed up with a hint of amusement. “That’s a big ask. Some might even say you're withholding information from SI7 in their own building.”

“A debt, I believe those were your words,” she stated matter-of-factly. “This is merely a business transaction.”

From what Selise knew of Devin, he seemed rather straight laced for a spy master, at least compared to the others in his field that she knew. In fact, she had enjoyed the increased income as well as being able to help agents from a division that seemed to be doing the right things. Putting their business relationship in jeopardy had not been in her plans.

“Their name.” He finally repeated, causing Selise's breath to catch for a moment. “And you have my word they will walk.”

Her eyes scanned the man's face for any hint of deception, even if it was a futile effort, before she responded. “Alastar.”

Devin sighed and relaxed in his chair as he pulled out his communicator. “Tom.” While they waited for an answer, his dark eyes flickered back to Selise. “I don't want any more complaints about after hours calls either,” he grumbled.

She smiled nervously as she heard Nick’s sharp reply in her head, but nodded.

“What's up boss?” The sound through the comm was clearer than any Selise had heard in the past.

“Is there a kid there? Alastar?”

“I mean…I wouldn't call him a kid compared to some of the others. Why?” Tom sounded skeptical.

The implication of Tom's statement made Selise look at Devin sharply. He ignored her. “Would he be a useful canary?”

There was a long pause from Tom. “From what I've seen, yes. Been talking to higher ups. Heard he had private meetings with the big guy.”

Devin shot Selise an equally sharp look. “Just swept up in it, huh?” He sighed and pressed the button on the communicator again. “Okay. We're going to pull him out discreetly. Let me know if he has a tail, otherwise stand by.”

“Roger.”

The office fell silent again until Selise and Devin's gaze met across the desk. “I can control my men, but I do not have authority over the entire organization. I suggest you make contingency plans if my betters catch wind of this.”

Selise ran her tongue along the inside of her teeth. She had pushed him far enough for one day. A small nod came in response. “If you don't want to make a scene, it would be best to give me details. He's a bit skittish.”

“We'll be in touch,” he leaned back in his chair and motioned towards the door. “My people will see you out.”

Selise inclined her head and then got to her feet. “Always a pleasure, Director.” When she opened the door, her same escorts fell into step with her until she left the command center grounds.

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"Have you ever found yourself admitting something that shocked you?"

Alastar found the question amusing, and it showed on his face as he thought on it. It was like that one game where they spin the bottle and ask stupid question, but this time, it was with a stranger. His smile was easy as he said, "Admitted to myself, yes, admitting to stranger or friends or close relatives." He shook his head before pulling his lips in with a satisfied nod at the end confirming his remark to himself.

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When a Character Feels Like They’re Losing Control

(Emotionally. Mentally. Internally. Completely.)

There’s a quiet kind of horror that comes with realizing you’re not okay and can’t fix it. When a character starts unraveling, it doesn’t always look like screaming or smashing things. Sometimes it’s the slow, subtle slipping of the reins...

╰ They overcompensate. Suddenly everything needs to be spotless, perfect, hyper-organized. Their planner is full, their schedule is packed, their smile is pinned on too tight. It’s not control, it’s panic dressed up in structure.

╰ They talk faster, louder or stop talking at all. They dominate conversations so they don’t have to think. Or they fall silent because words feel too risky. Either way, their voice is no longer safe territory.

╰ They get weird about small decisions. Choosing a sandwich becomes a full-body crisis. What should be easy isn’t, because nothing feels certain. It’s not about the sandwich. It’s about everything spinning too fast.

╰ They feel detached. Like they’re watching their life from a distance. They float above the room, disconnected from themselves, and laugh at things they don’t really find funny.

╰ They lash out in ways that don’t fit the moment. It’s never really about what triggered them. They explode over the dishes, or cry because someone asked if they’re okay. Their emotions are no longer matching the moment.

╰ They start avoiding mirrors. They don’t want to look at themselves, because they know. They know something’s off. They know their smile doesn’t reach their eyes. And they can’t face that truth yet.

╰ They apologize too much or not at all. They either spiral into guilt, overexplaining everything. Or they shut off and go stone-cold, too afraid that acknowledging the damage will make it real.

╰ They miss things. Conversations. Appointments. Easy tasks. Their brain is overwhelmed, trying to hold it together, and things slip through the cracks. And when they realize it, they panic more.

╰ They crave control but trust no one. They don’t delegate, don’t ask for help, because what if that help makes it worse? Trusting someone means letting go, and that’s the scariest thing of all right now.

╰ They feel like a passenger in their own life. There’s a version of them who used to be present. Who felt joy. Who wasn’t this… numb, terrified shell. And they don’t know where that person went, or how to bring them back.

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Finish the sentence in my inbox...

"I want you to...”

"I wish you would..."

“Why didn’t you tell me...”

“I wanted to tell you...”

“Have you ever...”

IC ONLY PLEASE! ANON IS ON! Feel free to send things even if we have never interacted before!

Practice good question/reblog karma! Ask a question to whomever you reblog this from! Get asked a question, return a question!

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Update for Blog 2025

As I've seen a few new followers popping in as I've become more active, slowly, on tumblr. I'd like to remark that I am not wholly active on tumblr as I use to be. However, I still find tumblr to be the best place to post private stories I write with friends on discord. So, if you're interested in reading more stories, I will list the blogs that I am posting on random occasions. Stories that are too long for discord. They are snippets, but being my favorite past time is story writing, sharing such art does in fact give me some sense of pleasure if you like them or not.

So below is the list of these blogs with links:

Alastar-wyatt, as is this blog, is about a young swordsman with a tragic past, who is too good-nature for the work he does.

@synric-silversong is my half-elf hunter who is also too good-nature but seems to be in the right field for his personality; he has a strong affinity for rune magic and the arcane despite the precarious start to his life.

@theshadowmosaic is my personal blog where i post personally stuff.

@neiablackwood is my second half-elf who is the sister to Synric. She's chaotic, misguided, and a fortune teller who doesn't like to tell reveal her secrets to the world (and also too inexperience to know what she's doing). This blog is a little darker as it covers trauma in most aspects such as drug abuse, working the streets for coin, murder, etc, though these may not be written on there, they are alluded too.

@thefracturedmosaic is a combination of characters that I got tired of making unique blogs for. You'll find Madivh Blackwood, Jacorek Blackwood, and Nairus Amberleaf primarily, but if any other side characters pop up they'll be posted here as well.

@cas-iskrassh this was an rp character at one point, but i stopped rping in the game. So now this is just a collection of ff14 (final fantasy 14) stuff for me now. People are free to send ask or private messages if any character is interested enough or you want a new friend to try and rp with, as I no longer rp in-game for World of Warcraft or FF14 at this time.