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Will be coming back to this as well and write more oc content

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Spent so long polishing it just for slight leakage to still happen ffs

But still proud of this lol (oc belongs to @veras-oc-blog )

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Also quick disclaimer, in story lore,

Mafuyu and Koi are not in the same school. On free days they hang out though.

But aren't interested in each other romantically (crack shipping is allowed)

Mafuyu is demirom and sort of grayrom. Meanwhile Koi is bisexual.

Just before anyone makes assumptions, I wanted to disclaim.

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Don't mind me uploading oc art to seem poppin

Artfight is nearing so may be active when that starts lol

(mafuyu *left* belongs to: @veras-oc-blog )

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Thanks to mih’kto for granting me this baby

They are genderfluid pansexual, using she/they/xyr pronouns

I really love ffxiv so far and hope to play more!

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Introducing....

Koi Miyagawa!

co-owned oc with @/finnixin

(click for ref and info)

Quirk: Calico Withdrawals: Increased sleepiness and paranoia Other issues: allergies

Class: 2-B

Age: 18 Sexuality: Bisexual Pronouns: He/They

Height: 5'6 ft

Birthday: 2/14

Shippable oc <

About: - When taking the exam, Koi didn't really care that he got into class 2-B, he knew his quirk wasn't that grand and grateful of the chance he even got. Now trains and studies as best as he can to keep up with others.

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"Can you pick me up..." | Rowan Evans

Type: Lore

TW: n/a

Note: Suddenly remembered a critical moment that happens for Rowan, one which hurt him but impacted him the most.

Rowan stood under the tree as rain poured continuously.

He silently listened to the rain, hoping to drown out his thoughts, wishing for every single word to leave his mind.

"You listen to me. You wouldn't be here if I didn't approve your audition, so you will only do as I say."

The words rang clearly in his mind, even over the loud droplets, it's as if Roy was still standing here.

Rowan walks out into the direct rain letting drops fall onto his face.

Just to feel anything at that moment, as it was all painfully numb.

His phone began buzzing in his pocket.

Slowly he picked up and answered,

"Hey! Where are you? Ryou is freaking out, why didn't you answer her calls?" Benji's voice sounds throughout the other end.

Rowan stays silent, unable to think clearly.

"Benj,"

"Can you pick me up..." He chokes out.

Benji stunned at how dull he sounded, she realized it probably wouldn't be best to ask what happened at the moment, but knew she had to get him home quickly.

"Of course buddy. Send me your location, and I won't bring Ryou. I'll pick you up myself." She replied.

"Thanks, I owe you one." Rowan whispers, before hanging up the phone.

He lowers himself to ground, hanging his head low.

Passing cars illuminate the area around him, the sounds of rushing cars seems to drown out by the rain.

He watches as droplets roll off his hands and drop into the puddles.

Then a brighter illumination parks in front of him, and suddenly a warm jacket is wrapped around him. Followed by tight hug.

"Let's go. Before you get sick out here." Benji loudly said over the rain.

Rowan numbly nods, following her to the car.

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Stunning and Enamored | Benji Freya

Type: Lore

TW: none

Note: Benji is a striking young actress and model, trying to break through the industry with the help of Rowan.

Benji spreads out the offers across the table from Rowan. To which the boy seems unamused at a few of them.

"Really? They want you to do a swim line. How more swine bound could you be." Rowan sneers.

Benji whacks him playfully on the back of the head,

"A gig is a gig, I'm not gonna knock what I can get. I'm not happy with it either, but I gotta get some work." She sighed.

Rowan picks up the bikini modelling form and rips it in half, then tosses it in the bin.

"For your respect, I'm not letting you pick that. You have plenty of better options of these forms." He states.

Benji lightly chuckles at the white haired boy's defensive behavior.

"Alright, let's compromise, ok? How about I take the cafe poster gig and the autumn casual wear gig?" She suggests, holding up the forms.

Rowan doesn't budge for half a minute, and squints a little, but gives in.

"Fine. Since that is the more appropriate choices." He rolls his eyes

Benji wraps him in a hug,

"Thank you for the help and thinking about me." She smiles

Rowan pushes her off, groaning at the sudden physical touch.

"It's nothing worth thanking me for, just saving you from fucking perverts,"

"And please stop touching me, I've told you about this already." He grumbles.

Benji chuckles and nods dismissively.

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A caged symphony | Rowan Evans

Type: Lore

TW: Idol industry abuse (nothing severe)

Note: Rowan was brought into his company, after exceeding the examiners with his vocals and overall visual appearance. But was unaware of the capitalistic hunger that came with it.

"Mr. Evans I hadn't seen anything like that in my entire line of work, you truly are a dove of heavens." The examiner gushed

Rowan felt starstruck, he had done a good job, they were happy with his performance. The only thing he worried was if he made it with them.

"This will take a few bits of paperwork, but would you like to sign with us?" The examiner asked, holding his hand out.

The white haired boy felt himself bubble with excitement. Quickly extends his own hand to shake the examiner's hand.

"Yes sir. It would be an honor to be signed with this entertainment!" Rowan replied, trying to keep semi-calm.

The examiner released his hand, pulling out a signature form from beind the desk.

"All you have to do is sign right here. And your dream is as good as yours." The examiner gestured.

Rowan picked up the blue ink pen, signing his name in script, and then places then pen back down. Feeling relieved but also nervous.

"Great! Meet up with Ryou down the corridor. She'll be your manager, she'll be going over basic formalities and everything you need to know. I expect you'll provide great things for this company!" The examiner beamed.

Rowan paused.

For the company? Why didn't he say about his own potentional? He shrugs it off mentally, probably meaning it differently.

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"What a fucking joke." Rowan snarls, looking at his contract from those years ago.

He shoves the paper back in the filing cabinet.

How ignorant he was, Roy had said it straight in front of him, the obvious ploy of his presence in the entertainment.

"For this company!"

Those words, he regrets not smashing Roy's face in that table this morning. A broken nose or worse would've sufficed.

"Rowan? Are you ready? Mitchell is here with the car, you have 5 shoots today." Ryou entered in.

Rowan sighed, getting up from the sofa.

"Yeah, I'm ready. Let's get going." He clenched his fists.

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"Praise the wicked" | Yvonne Plexies

Type: Lore

TW: Death, Drowned, Manipulation

Note: Depicting the day Yvonne was murdered, the village's beloved alchemist, killed in the lake they loved.

A muggy and gloomy early morning, a young lady with fair features and a sullen look, is collecting various herbs and creatures for her experimenting.

Her name was Yvonne Plexies, a full-time alchemist for the small town she lived in. She was currently working on a waking potion, as her uncle fallen into a sleep and coughed up blood within his nightmares. It was her last resort to saving him.

She makes a trip down to the town's creek

Crouching down near the creek's sidebar, she collects several starlilies and raven feathers

Unbeknownst, a man watches her in the distance. A stranger.

"This should be well enough, and I can pick up some bluebells for extra caution." she thinks to herself.

She proceeds to the tree, surrounded in bluebells and places them in her basket. Counting them, she had grabbed eight in total.

Before being able to process, she turns around to a man, carrying a sword.

He struck Yvonne in the head with the handle, knocking her to the ground, but not fully unconscious.

The man takes her her by the arm is grumbling under his breath,

"The nerve you have walking around...people looking at you..."

She couldn't make out most of the words, her consciousness barely hanging on, she feared the unknown of what would be happening next.

After a minute or so of being dragged, her eyes land on the creek just ahead of her.

"You won't give me trouble anymore, no one will have you. This will be my secret." The man smiled maliciously.

So, this was it for her. She had no strength to fight back, her head throbbed, maybe she'd be at peace after this.

Without warning, he chucked her body in the creek, holding her in there with all his body weight.

Fear surged through her body, she began thrashing, she knew she was crying but the water drowned her cries and attempts for help.

Water flooded her lungs, the choking and twitching raged on for 10 minutes.

And then it was quiet.

The man picked up his sword, and carried on home.

Yvonne laid lifelessly, as the creek carried her.

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"I don't follow the ranks" | Xepher Astros

Type: Lore TW: none Note: Basically introducing Xepher's situation and his run in with the royal guard.

The sound of of several pairs of boots can be heard rushing through against the dirt path. Xepher was cleaning his blades out in the garden, having just finished 4 missions the previous night, he was pretty tired to say the least. Suddenly the running sounds approach the garden, Xepher looks up from his blades to see seven royal guardsmen before him. Not pleased at the sight in front of him to say the least.

"Good evening gentleman. May I ask what brings you to my abode at this hour?" Xepher pointed.

The guardsmen catch their breath and quickly explain that the king would like him to join the ranks of the Violeta guard. Xepher scoffs, not believing what he's hearing at the moment.

"Your king does know that I work independently right? I don't remember recalling that I work for others." He scowled.

The guardsmen feel like the ones in trouble, whilst only being messengers.

"King Ramius offered to pay a gracious sum for your recruitment, if so you happen to accept," one guard nervously adds.

Xepher feels his anger increase, frustratedly rubbing his hand through his hair and down his face. Now this king was bribing him to join. He didn't think it'd get more pathetic.

"Your gracious king may be offering riches but I'm still choosing the option to decline. I don't follow the ranks. If he has any qualms he can take it up with me directly, not with little henchmen. Do I make myself clear? " He growled, agitated.

The guardsmen nodded anxiously, not really wanting to stay a minute longer.

"Good. I'm happy we understand, now scuttle on and tell him every word. Before I lose my temper at your prolonged visit." He replied.

The guardsmen left without another word, fearing what the king would respond at the red-haired man's words.

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⭒ 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐢'𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ⭒

⭒vestial series ⭒bnha fan ocs ⭒ Idol story

⭒ luni's chatty

My asks are always open if you wanna ask my ocs anything! It helps me to build character and maybe create new traits! 🌠

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"Damned be your heart..." | Safia Trivola

Type: Lore, continuation from Alphinaud

TW: depressive, hysteria, loss

Note: The explanation of how Safia took the loss of Alphinaud, her trusted knight and friend in need. Her companion taken by her own blood.

The single sound of the guillotine hitting bottom wood frame, Safia felt her heart drop with it.

Her legs beneath her felt as they could barely keep her standing, she felt sick, her mind was swirling.

She couldn't bare to look at her dear companion, he doesn't deserve to be looked at that way. She wouldn't stand for it.

Clearing her throat, she yells,

"I would like everyone to exit the grounds immediately, anyone who objects will deal with a force at my hand."

Her hands were trembling, but she stood firm looking at the people before her.

Her father was stunned at her sudden order, trying to put his hand on her shoulder. But she swats him away, that was the last thing she wanted right now.

People quickly usher out the stands with heavy hearts just as hers felt.

Safia quickly exits the viewing platform and hurriedly rushes down the corridor to her room, slamming the door behind her.

She drops to floor unable to keep her nerves at ease, tears stream rapidly down her cheeks and she begins to sputter, unable to catch her breath.

"GIVE HIM BACK" she screams painfully,

"He...didn't deserve to go. Give him back to me please, I would give anything to have him back..." she sobs quieter.

She stands up having some strength back in her body, Safia proceeds to rip her gown, breaking her crown, destroying every single piece of jewelry her father had given her.

"DAMNED BE YOUR HEART" She screams out,

"DAMNED BE THE MONSTER YOU ARE!" she screams again, ripping her throat.

Stopping her screaming and throwing objects, she sees Alphinaud's uniform jacket he had given her once in the rain, quickly she grabbed it and put it on. Sinking in the corner as more tears fell and silently gasping escaped her throat.

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"Till death my lady" | Alphie Vestro 👻

Type: Lore

TW: Death, Execution, Abandonment

Notes: This basically explains how Alphie got to where he is now and how exactly his d/ath came to be. This also explains his connection with Lady Safia

A bright glaring light shines into a white haired boy's eyes, he squints and goes to cover his eyes, but the restraints clink as the metal knocks into each other. That's right, he's in a cell.

The king had enough with him talking with Lady Safia, despite it being his duty as a guard. King Ramius declared him guilty of treason and failure to execute his duty to guard the kingdom. And so he was sent to be executed at dawn.

Alphinaud wasn't shocked or in dismay, he knew it was a matter of time. Ramius had him in his sights for over a quarter, Alph was just waiting for the king to finally blow his top.

He hadn't expected to be executed, the worst he assumed was prison for eternity or be placed in solitary. But the king was a man of unknown ideologies.

Now, Alphinaud sits on the ground, waiting as time slowly makes it's countdown to his untimely end.

His heart hurts to have to leave Lady Safia behind. She was his only real companion in his line of work. She always was quick witted and 5 steps ahead of his own thinking, he knew his death will have a toll on her. He just hopes she won't forget about him.

Keys clack against the cell door,

"Time's up, anything you say now can be put in your will." The guard called.

Alphinaud thinks as the guard removes one chain from the cell bar and finally,

"Put in my will, that I wish for Lady Sofia to be in good health and to never forget after I pass." He replies grimly.

The cell door is opened and the boy is taken out to the execution grounds.

The last sounds heard, is the guillotine and a frantic screaming cry.

Citizens turn away in respects, as it's what they at least can do for Alphinaud, a brave soul who fought for them all.

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THANK YOU @chiwis3000 FOR THE CUTE PRIDE ICON AAAAAAAAAA <3 <3

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INTRODUCING...

...ASAMI FURUTANI! ✨✨

(keep going for info and art)

Birthday: 6/1

Class: 2-B

Quirk: Shark

- Asami shares majority of shark traits and having a slight appearance showing of her quirk.

ART CRED: @finnixin

Fun fact 1: Asami gets along real well with Kirishima, basically since they share a similar personality, he helped often with training as others weren't really open to here. Fact 2: Asami accidentally stabs her lip quite often because of her sharp teeth, so you make see cuts and old scars near her bottom lip.

Fact 3: She is pansexual! She just really loves anyone who is kind to her back.

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I allow oc shipping with my ocs, but depends on how long we talked about it and if it makes sense

unless its a crack ship, then heck yeah