#But he was pretty chill with Winnie

[oolongscript]

Been a bit since I shared anything about Mochi. He's really become a little old man lately, now that he is 8 1/2. Little guy doesn't have much patience for photos anymore, he wants cuddles and little new treats like this fruit roll up.

He also seems to be not able to hop up and down as well anymore, so he moved to a one floor house. He's pretty happy with it because previously he was pretty much stuck on the top floor of his mansion, which wasn't big.

It's on stilts because he likes to be high up and interact with people at eye level, plus it gets good sun which he likes to nap in. Unlike last time he moved, he was really chill, almost glad to see the old house gone.

Also, just because he's old doesn't mean he's not getting up to shenanigans. While my sister did make sure he didn't get away with the onion ring, he did make off with a sweet potato fry. He still sprints around my parents' entire house when he's not napping, eating, or getting cuddles.

He's also really upset that Winnie has moved to wet food and no longer gets kibble, because that means he can't steal it anymore. No joke, he once stuck his head in the bowl and took a mouthful (one kibble) while winnie was eating. Little guy trusts his big sister completely.

[hoppingonjim]

abandoned love- jim hopper

CHAPTER ONE ( new moon on monday )

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌, was silent.

"Any clue on where Will could be?"

A tall figure stood before her , hunched over and examining a pile of papers. His back to her. The voice flew to his ears but his mood contorted the pleasant sound into a painful screeching one- not wishing to have company at this moment after the following incidents.

"That's none of your business young lady," all the man did was huff, his lips aching for the sweltering sensation of a non-filtered camel. In a slow effort, he turned around to greet himself with the comely appearance of the eldest Henderson.

Slickened, rowdy strands of golden tresses draped down a lined back, straight and complemented by a mature posture. They cascaded down the striped magenta shirt, blurring into one woven river of cool honey. Feet planted firmly on the ground, her eyes commanded attention, her palms out and prickled with trustworthiness. For a brief second her lips parted, showing the two teeth that back in her day, helped fabricate a rumor that she was a bunny. The bunny that he once referred to as “from hell”.

His voice trickled down the vents of the room, becoming only a distant and passing sound, "You got anything to say kid?"

She shook her head, eyes slightly narrowing as she continued to set her sight onto him, and gently a scoff blew from the edge of her lips, "Kid? I'm twenty now, Jim. Wouldn't say I'm a kid."

He studied her in the brief minutes of time he was given before his stares would be interpreted as chilling, "Still look pretty pathetic to me."

There was no scent that reminded her of home, only phrases that sparked a memory of home. In the three years of which she had spent her days partying, drinking, flourishing on the slippery wood on yachts owned by the wealthy- she kept the distant memories of Hawkins in the darkest space of her disorganized mind. Frankly, she hid them.

Rolling those jade eyes, she propped herself onto the nearest, unoccupied desk. Bare legs swung back and forth, lips smacked as she watched him. Watched him fuel with irritation before huffing, deeply sighing then trailing back to a huff, "Get out Henderson."

His voice resounds through the room, her still being the topic of his pessimistic wishes. The room is silent afterwards, except of course for the sound of once-young swinging by her two crossed legs, and the irregular clam of her palm shifting against the sweating wood.

-ˋˏ ༻🍂༺ ˎˊ-

She could have stayed, if she truly wanted to. But meatloaf called for her, swarmed her sinuses and dragged her along out the door. Off of the unoccupied desk.

She had no clock , but the time of 5:55 had become embedded in her mind. He promised, to pick her up here, at 5:55, and due to all those times, it was now a self conscious remembrance. Her limbs would ache, heart would tremble as she remembered the feeling of 5:55. The feeling that overwhelmed her, could be mistaken for dread, but it could only be described as anxiousness.

There was a certain amount of excitement entangled within the fear that he might be different than what she could remember. She took the kid in as her own, back in the days of when he was a freshman and she was a senior.

The blonde referred to the 'king' as her son, teaching him the way around high-school while providing him with another view that didn't have the sights of his friends littering it.

But, luckily for her the excitement doused worries came to an end once his car pulled up, and he flashed an equally excited at her, "Winny, bow to the king."

It was cheesy, it seemed out of character by what she knew about him from before but just to nourish the need he recently felt for appreciation and control, she provided an effort-lacking bow.

"King, really? What, do you go by King Steve now?" she rolled her eyes, a playful manner though of course. Those worries from before faded and she hoped into the passenger seat, not listening completely to his woes and warnings about being careful with the seat.

In her defense, nothing was damaged.

A proud smile graced his lips while his foot reassigned itself to the gas, "C'mon, you know it suits me,"

Even if there were signs now of an inflated ego, she shook her head, blowing a raspberry into the air before lifting her head and to his dread, ruffling up the gelled, stiff feathers he called a mane.

"I don't think so pipsqueak, you're still a wee little freshman to me."

That was a moment of horror for him, but in her presence he let it slide. Maybe, he was a pipsqueak, but being brought down to Earth wouldn't be enough to deflate an ego already inflated heavily.

He paused before speaking again. As if there were piles of questions to pick through and chose, voicing to her, "Out of all places, you wanted to go see Hopper on your first day back, why is that?"

"Well, a little birdie told me Jim visited Dust-a-roo during school, I got curious but soon got distracted by asking about Will."

She stared ahead, the emptiness of a paved street sedating her alone in that moment, "He's still such an ass though, don't you think?"

The Harrington boy could only nod, a small chuckle coming from his chapped lips- courtesy of the bitter air- "Chief has always been an ass, you kidding me? And he won't ever change."

The two shared a laugh simply at that. Simple, bland, teenage and young adult humor.

[robinsroom]

You can develop your OCs as you go.

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S- So, like uh, will you, will you, OCs- Uh

🥺🤲

okay so like, i have like a handful of ocs but they were all from when I was younger and the make me cringe so I've only taken one or two with me into my """adulthood""".

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Heaven

Ofc one of them is my main OC Heaven who ofc is bascially kind of a self insert but better because who doesn't have one. Shes like part wizard, 10% human or something. I would write about how she would go to school specifcally made for other kids w supernatural powers to hone them and ofc this gave me an established excuse for her to meet characters from large franchies or created by people (on dA or tumblr) who I adored at the time.

Her powers specifically would change from time to time based off of characters I thought were neat like shape shifting, being a siren, telekinesis, rumoring people into doing shit she wanted (props to u if u know where that’s from).

For her personailty, she would go from being a brat to a badass bitch to being the biggest submissive goon you've ever met. It really depended on how I was feeling that day LMAO

Now a-days, since she’s out of school and I’m a bit more mellow (lying) on her whole personality being centered around impressing people, she’s a chill entrepreneur who wants an excuse to stay around in the (this is gonna sound so cringe but here goes) “fandom specific worlds/universes” and make her mark you know?

Right now, in the year of our lord, 2023, since DOL is my obsession, Heaven is apart of the OC group that I’m slowly building for Rape City lmao. I’m not sure how yet though beyond her wanting to take control from Bailey. Maybe??? Mayhaps????? Someday??????

Speaking of Rape City, I have two OCs so far.

Winnie & Skylar and maybe another one who might be coming when I take a break w Sky's play through.

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Winnie

Winnie was a coke abusing goof ball who catfishes people for funsies. There's not alot to her backstory right now but basically, she wanted to get out of her home and took a trip to the UK. She ended up getting stuck there after giving some sob story to Bailey about how her parents died in a freak BDSM accident.

I like to think any other persona who might be stupid enough to get themselves in a situation like this, are smart enough to, you know, get tf out of it but Winnie is too much of a goof ball to really care. She has free room and board. She can do pretty much whatever she wants and all she has to do is pay 4k to this guy who is mean but attractive. You can get away w anything if ur good looking, right? Better than being stuck at home with her brothers I guess lmao.

Anyway, she uses her knowledge of catfishing to trick creeps into giving her compromising photos, info, etc. which she then posts publicly be it at school or online. She of course has access to, can’t live without it. Bailey took her shit yeah but he didn’t find her phone which she uses to keep in touch with her mother who assumes that her daughter is having an amazing time!

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Skylar

Skylar isss...well no one knows who Skylar is. They just randomly showed up one day, even Winnie swears the room they are in was empty literally the hour before they were there. Anyway, Winnie loves paranormal shit and Sky seems pretty paranormal themselves so they automatically became besties. Although it wasn’t easy at first considering Sky was shy and would rarely leave their room after seeing what the other orphans had to go through.

It was school then straight home.

However, Winnie showed Skylar that they have nothing to fear. Most people who decide to mess with them can be subdued with the 7 cans of pepper spray they have shoved up their ass at one time thanks to their close relationship with Kylar. Eventually, they took to crossdressing and since their naturally androgynous appearance, they can pass as a boy or girl without issue.

Eventually this escalated into them branching out and working at Darryl’s strip club on random nights. In fact, they quite enjoy it especially with how friendly Darryl is. They almost look up to them as some sort of silly goose family member.  Eventually they began skipping school but still visit to see Kylar for longer than a few hours in the park. Despite their delinquent behavior, they maintain good marks (unlike Winnie >.>) and an amicable relationship with their teachers inside and outside of school. But Leighton is a dick and they avoid them at all costs.

Speaking of good relationships, if it wasn’t obvious, they’re deeply infatuated with Kylar who gladly returns the sentiment. Even after being kidnapped by him, they were happy to simply spend the evening with them even if they were a hot mess by the time Kylar came to his sense and let them go.

Sadly, this is all I have for them at the moment, the more I play, the more I’ll come up with eventually.

[slashingdisneypasta]

So I clearly missed some things due to my severe lack of activeness on this hellsite (derogatory) but I'd very much like to know more about Then He Got Rough if you feel comfortable sharing.

If not though, that's totally okay!! Either way, hope you're doing well, my friend 💜🙏🏻

!!!! Thats my Original Work!! I occasionally mention it on here, but I do need to be quite careful about what I say cuz theirs a lotta stuff in it that is meant to be a surprise XD But goddddddddddddddd I love talking about it, so thank you for asking!! ^^

Basically it is a small town murder mystery, but using Slasher Movie Tropes. Its also got a lotta platonic love and other more complicated kinds of relationships because I'm, of course, aro and I need that shit XD Here's a basic blurb I made up for someone else who asked one time ^^

Hallie (the virgin) meets Edward Brown (the killer) and they hit it off- she's exactly the kinda girl he likes; friendly, kinda reserved, and they have... err- certain things from their pasts... in common, it turns out. And to her, Edward's the perfect guy, too! He's a young English teacher at the high school and he's got this skinny Clark Kent thing about him?? Awkward, and funny. She doesn't realise he's a part of the little town's most powerful (and tight-lipped) family, the Bamford's (He was adopted into it- Edward Bamford-Brown), until she tells her best friend and roommate Maggie (the whore) about him. Maggie immediately develops a bad taste in her mouth when it comes to Edward. She goes rogue and decides to investigate, employing Hallie's family doctor, Arthur (the scholar), and his old friend/new roommate combo; anxious ex-con Rodney (the fool), who just so happens to be Edwards adoptive aunt Carla Bamford's ex husband. Doors are opened for Maggie into the world of the Bamford's through Arthur and Rodney, and Winnie Bamford (the athlete) later on, and she uncovers some bone chilling secrets about everyone in this family, and everyone a r o u n d them, too, that make her determined to save her friend before its too late.

**You might also be interested to know that, in my head, Rodney (Who is a very charismatic, but very anxious man who used to do some pretty bad things but feels terrible (he knows his behaviour had everything to do with self-loathing) is really truly trying to clean up his act these days post-divorce; rooming with his old friend Arthur and working at the grocery store as its the only job he could get) is played by a more middle-aged Robert Englund XDD (Closer to Professor Wexler in Urban Legend then Inkubus) . Arthur is played by Brad Dourif XDD (so yes- freddy kruger and chucky XD Of course.)

Some little tid-bits I can/want to share also:

The Bamford Family Line-Up:

Mrs Emily Bamford: The matriarch. A cold-hearted snake woman. She pretty much only loves Edward.

Mayor Richard Bamford: He and Em were highschool sweethearts back in the day but broke up when he left to pursue politics in a big city-- but mysteriously came back and married Emily a few months later despite everyone knowing he was doing so well in the city?? Took the Bamford name and everything. Its rumoured that Emily's parents blackmailed him *cough*. Everyone knows Emily is in charge. Richard always looks kind of like a show pony next to her, despite being actual Mayor.

Carla Bamford: Emily's adopted sister and town journalist. She's kinda lily-livered. The only thing she really stood against the family about was her marriage to Rodney (They didn't approve. He was a damn con), but even that fell apart eventually.

Rodney Hawk (Formally Bamford. They made him take their name but he's got his back, now): I already talked about him XD

Edward Bamford-Brown: THE MAIN VILLAIN. Edward is Emily and Richard's adopted son, the same age as their biological daughter (Winnie. up next) who... well, its no secret- is the favourite. Emily would let him get away with anything. She would help him get away with anything. He can do no wrong, in her eyes.

Winnie Bamford: Emily and Richard's biological daughter. She's an insane freak- they sent her away to boarding school in Georgia but she came back worse, and there are s o many rumours about her in town; Orgies and deviant sexual activity, mostly (most of it is true, too). She has a major thing for 'Uncle Rodney' and makes him very very uncomfortable. On the bright side though?? She's more then happy to fuck things up for her spiteful mother by assisting Maggie to uncover some dark secrets (: She wont make it easy, though 😅 That would be no fun.

Unnamed Bamford Family Member: I cant tell you anything about them, whoops.

And Tom Manning: Richard's best friend, and the town lawyer (Edwards lawyer). So close with Rich and Em (And Winnie and Edward) that he's practically part of the family. I have described him as 'a hot dill pickle in a sharp suit if he was a harvard law graduate'. He's slimy, charismatic and seemingly perfect.

Here are the main characters Looks, if you're interested 😅

(Also another little thing that is really just a convoluted blink-and-you'll-miss-it kind of inside joke- Maggie, who has a huge thing for Arthur and constantly describes his eyes as 'brad dourif-blue', is a major Childs Play fan.

... and hallie loves a nightmare on elm street *cough*. she doesnt really interact with rodney, but during the few times they do, they totally have Something. and when she describes her perfect guy?? its the opposite to edward. its rodney. anyway- )

Anyway, thank you for asking! And reading, if you made it this far XDD Sorry for the word-vomit!! I just really really love this story and I really hope one day I can finish it ^^ <3<3<3<3<3<3

I hope you are doing well too- better then before at least ^^ I hope the time away from Tumblr is doing you well! You're right, it can be a very harmful atmosphere and I'm so proud of you for knowing when you need to take a step back!! 💛💛💛💛💛

[thechaoticdruid]

Vesperr

(Yes, I know this is a half-elf head, but none of the high elf heads were pretty enough to be Ves. All of them honestly looked too masc.)

~Vesperr Lifethorn~

Name: Nicknamed Ves for short.

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Class: Druid

Age: 126

Hair: Golden blonde

Eyes: Blue

Height: 6’0

Alignment: Lawful neutral

Sexuality: Gay

Bio: Ves is a high elf druid who came to Baldur’s Gate about 40 years ago, much of his past remains very much a mystery to his peers. Even his lover Bekk knows little about the elven druid's background other than the fact that he doesn't care to talk about it. Shortly before joining up with Arva's gang, Vesperr met his gnomish partner, Bekk and the two have been inseparable ever since. Vesperr took a crucial role as the gang’s healer and eventually went on to help Winnie complete her druid training once she was taken in by the group. 

Other info:

Vesperr was Winnie's first crush.

Vesperr is a vegetarian.

Vesperr is currently dating a Gnome Cleric named Bekk.

His beauty rivals Astarion's.

If they were ever to meet there would be some snarky back and forth and trash talk about the other.

Astarion doesn't care that Vesperr isn't interested Winnie, he wants her to think he's prettier damn it!

Vesperr is usually pretty chill and easy going, also almost acts motherly to Winnie when she's a child.

Vesperr was the first face Winnie saw after Arva's gang slaughtered the goblins and avenged the lost grove.

[poisonouswritings]

THE CARNIVAL IS IN TOWN FOR ME THIS WEEK AND I HAVE LIKE INSANE ADHD SO I KEEP FORGETTING THAT IT’S THERE AND THEN I LOOK OVER AND IT’S A BUNCH OF PRETTY LIGHTS AND I JUST STARE AT IT FOR LIKE FIFTEEN MINUTES (might be 15 seconds idk time is weird)

ANYWAY IT GOT ME THINKING SAGE WOULD FUCKING LOVE A CARNIVAL OR FAIR THING AND LIKE OKAY SO YOU KNOW THE DISNEY TEACUPS??? THE CARNIVAL THAT COEMS TO MY CITY HAS THAT EXCEPTNITS SPINNIGN BEARS AND J THINK SAGE WOULD 10000% SPIN AS FAST AS HE FUCKING CAN IN ONE OF THOSE—

ANISA!!!! WITH!!!!!! FUNNEL CAKE!!!!!!!!!! IDK I THINK SHE WOULD REALLY LIKE FUNNEL CAKE WITH LIKE STRAWBERRY SYRUP AND STUFF IDK WHY

Tulsi and Sage at one of those shooting games where you’re supposed to shoot the little paper star thing and if you get the whole thing you win and she gets the biggest fucking elephant and I specify Tulsi AND Sage even though I think Tulsi would be more interested because I’m thinking of Tulsi kicking his ass and winning the Biggest Fucking Elephant and rubbing it in his face (why are there giant stuffed elephants as the prize for this? Because that’s a prize at the one in my city rn don’t ask me why it just is)

I have Absolutely Nothing for felix because I have no idea what he’d be doing at a carnival anyway unless the other two dragged him I mean it’s loud it’s bright and fuck dammit I want a funnel cake now

Also curious about how Rime and the Griefers would do at a carnival

idk last legacy brainrot is going Ping Ponging in my head like tigger from fuckin Winnie the Pooh

TW very vague mention of alcohol/weed, throwing up

Hehehe,,, I love carnivals,, or I guess it's more accurate to say that I love the vibe/aesthetics of carnivals. It's nostalgic and wholesome and full of heart, y'know?

I think Sage and Elowen (and possibly also Lucan) would get super distracted staring at lights. It's the cat in them. And if Sage and Lucan are buzzed/drunk? Absolutely will go on the Ferris Wheel just to look out at all the lights and chill. My stoner's agenda insists I mention that they would prooooobably do an edible or something beforehand. Balsam might do one too but he also might try to be the sober babysitter. Although if Elowen is gonna be staying around them for the majority of the time then she probably gets to be the DD.

Sage would go as fast as possible! If you get dizzy easily then he'll try to keep it slow but honestly he gets overexcited and still ends up going very fast. If you aren't up to it, send him with Lucan and Balsam. They'll go as fast as possible because they wanna see 'who's the toughest' and can go the longest without barfing. Balsam wins because he has an iron stomach. Lucan and Sage have to sit down and sip some water for like twenty minutes. Dorks.

Funnel cake! Cotton candy! Kettle corn! Caramel apples! Anisa is trying all the snacks and splitting them with you. Doesn't matter how long the line is. Imagine,, you're splitting a funnel cake,,, and she goes 'oh this is really sweet' and you lean over and kiss her cheek and go 'not as sweet as you! :3' and then her cheeks go warm and her hair poofs and she squeaks and ehehehehe I love her so much

Yes Tulsi and Sage doing the water game but. Also. Tulsi and Elowen doing the water game. Elowen having sharpshooter skills. If the guns are the kinds that let you freely move them around then they will shoot at Sage. Either way Tulsi is winning a giant elephant. She's naming it Peanut.

If there's any sort of 'Tunnel of Love'-esque ride, Felix is checking them out. And if there's any sort of live shows or performances, he's there. Magic shows??? Please. Felix who practices street magic and can't help but point out the mistakes the magician is making so the magician is like 'okay you do it then' thinking Fe is just a heckler but then Fe actually does some really impressive tricks and it's like !! He's having fun in his own ways. And if there's any sort of haunted house, he's dragging everyone through it.

Rime,, doing,,, photo ops? I feel like he would be very particular about his selfies. He'll go on rides if you ask him too, but a carnival just isn't his type of scene. He will make some sort of joke about Sage being a clown though. Also remember in (I think?) Chapter 12 when Rime was like 'I'll show you something super scary like clowns?' Rime is scared of clowns. So if there's any clowns around, he'll be very antsy and liable to just fast-walking out of the area to try not to be obvious about it.

[edosianorchids901]

Want to Change the World?

@flashfictionfridayofficial prompt - "pure imagination"

Some days, life really sucked.

Days spent in Hell, in the dark, dank corridors and offices packed with demons who didn’t maintain their corporations. Who let themselves rot and decay. Sitting through briefings or meetings Downstairs was high on Crowley’s list of least favorite things.

Days spent among humans could be worse. Sure, they were wonderfully creative, could be kind and good and warm. But they also really, really loved brutalizing each other in increasingly inventive ways that put Hell to shame.

And then there were other days where things should have been fine, where Crowley had absolutely no excuse for being miserable. Days when he was with Aziraphale, with his only friend. Days when they sat around together for hours, talking about everything in existence.

Usually, that made him happy. But not always, especially when he thought about how fragile it was.

Demons weren’t supposed to have imagination, but Crowley did, and it was incredibly overactive. Whenever he let himself lapse into thought for too long, his eager mind conjured nightmarish scenarios.

He imagined a world in which Hell won the War. Earth a charred wreck, the remaining humans torn apart over and over for demonic amusement. The angels too, probably. He could picture it too easily, Aziraphale chained up in a dark dungeon, screaming in agony, while Crowley frantically tried and failed to rescue his angel. And then he, too, could get chained up and tortured.

Or what if Heaven won? That might be even worse, in a way.

He imagined that too, imagined a “pure” world, a world in which everything was perfectly ordered and worked according to Heaven’s rules. A clockwork universe. All creativity and individuality stamped out, no free thought, definitely no free will. Aziraphale all in white, his expressive face stilled forever by Heaven’s control, going about his duties as a mindless drone.

“Crowley?”

Crowley jumped, splashing tea on himself. Luckily, it had cooled as he stared morosely at Aziraphale’s desk. “Shit, sorry. You were saying?”

“Well, I wasn’t saying anything particularly important. I was just, I don’t know…” Aziraphale gave a little shrug. “Prattling on a bit, I suspect. I think I wandered off into Restoration plays for a bit.”

“Hn. Sorry I missed that.” Chilled by his dark thoughts, Crowley set his tea down and pulled his jacket tighter around himself. “Some Restoration plays were pretty great.”

His own words sounded flat and empty, and he winced. But he could still see those depressing futures laid out before them, either as likely as the other. If he’d fucked up on his plans to influence the Antichrist…

“Are you quite all right, dear fellow?” Aziraphale asked in the sort of voice that implied he knew Crowley was very much not all right. “I didn’t make a mistake with the tea again, did I? It’s not infused basil leaves?”

Crowley tried to smile and utterly failed, then took a sip of his tea. “No basil.”

“Well. That’s a relief, I suppose.” Frowning, Aziraphale searched his face. The angel almost had to suspect what was wrong. He was so unfairly clever. “Hand me that book, would you?”

“Wot?” Crowley asked, then looked around. Winnie-the-Pooh sat on the coffee table. “This one? Why?”

Aziraphale let out a little huff as he took the book and flipped it open. “Well, you don’t seem to be in the mood for talking. So I thought I’d read to you.”

He didn’t wait for Crowley to object, instead immediately launching into a story rendition that was almost as embarrassing as his magic act. Different, exaggerated voices for each character, wildly theatrical expressions, sometimes even seated attempts to act out events.

Crowley loved it, just as he loved Aziraphale.

And as he listened to Aziraphale’s goofy reading, strength returned to him. No, he wouldn’t imagine a future in which he and his angel lost. As a demon with imagination, he’d better damn well put it to better use.

So he imagined a world that never ended, a world in which he and Aziraphale could stroll down lush walking trails. The angel’s warm hand closing around his, the enthusiastic patter of his voice as he pointed out birds and butterflies and whatever other shit caught his fancy.

They’d go for walks most days, probably, enjoying their time on this stupid, wonderful planet. They’d feed ducks loads of treats, pick wildflowers for each other, maybe plant their own garden. Sit on a blanket under the stars, a picnic basket close at hand, and talk about everything else they still wanted to do.

But no matter what they did or where they went, in the world that Crowley chose to imagine, they would always be together.

[master-k0hga]

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| W I N S T O N |

[ Category: Misc OCs ]

| Man who likes fashion, makes cool outfits and make-up and has a muscly pretty-boy demon as a bf..

Muscly demon pretty-boy OC who's been an OC of mine for a very long time... Winnie was made some time early last year-late last Christmas.. But they are super in love and are actually not toxic asf to each other; They are supportive, adorable, playful and loving towards each other and that's what everybody needs in life..

Winnie is lucky asf to have such a supportive demon bf-

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INFO

Name: Winston Morris Species: Human General Personality: Flirty, cuddly, friendly, overall positive, outgoing Height: 6ft Relationship Status: In a relationship

Extra Info:

Is a tailor but prefers to be referred to as a seamstress

Is also very good when it comes to make-up, especially for kids parties, when it comes to model work; Like being the guy who customises personal and professional make-up for small town celebrities

He is very calm most of the time but will have his energetic moments no doubt, sometimes appears rather timid to new colleagues and customers, but will warm up to them when he's used to them; Has been told on multiple occasions after the warm up of how much of a delight he is to work with

Loves cooking, especially loves to try out extravagant recipes from top-ranking chefs all over the world (even if it doesn't pan out exactly the way he wanted, his boyfriend loves his food and he has fun cooking anyways

His hair isn't actually white, it used to be black; However where he has bleached his hair a lot, it's mainly a gray-ish colour without the white and pink dye; He does spend a long time on his hair

Was born with a lot of joint problems, he was a malnourished baby and dealt with a lot of health complications growing up, especially his spine and has had quite a few operations and therapy to help with his condition; Although it may not look it, he is still in immense pain in his lower back (somehow managing to hide that however is a wonder. But from when he was 11, he has improved majorly)

Would love to marry his boyfriend one day so they could work his small little business together, Mali would be an awesome model for his creative fits

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Ok I'm done with this guy now, hoping I'll draw him more later on.. Haven't really drawn Winnie so much since I did his ref and that sucks, cuz he's a very nice OC.. Nothing overall dramatic, something more down to earth and more close to "reality" in a sense (minus the demon boyfriend thing)

So it's nice kinda having OCs from time to time that are just on the chill side of the character making spectrum!

Anyways I'm done for now... More later since I'm only working 4 hours today instead of the usual, so I'll have some time to do more drawing when I get back before another busy 8 hours tomorrow..

. Winston, Art © Me . DON’T RE-POST .

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#reblogging because i want this bitch to lose

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I have no problem with Lightyear and Buzz Lightyear of Star Command co-existing in the same universe because it wouldn’t be the first time a movie was kid-ified into a cartoon that had little to do with the original story. Case in point: Beetlejuice.

142 notes - Posted June 18, 2022

#4

Post on a message board: “I wonder how Jane will become worthy of Mjolnir. They made such a big deal about Steve being able to hold it in Endgame, and Jane wasn’t even interesting or special in the last two Thor movies.”

*left eye twitches*

“Worthy” Endgame Steve proceeded to abandon Bucky and Wanda, screw over Sharon, and rearrange history just so that he can hijack Peggy’s life, and people are questioning that Jane isn’t good enough for the hammer?!

254 notes - Posted April 20, 2022

#3

Thor and Jane had a way better love story than Steve and Peggy, but nobody is ready to admit it yet.

838 notes - Posted July 9, 2022

#2

Top 10 favorite moments in “Hocus Pocus 2″

1. The Sandersons getting a way bigger entrance than they did in the first movie, complete with a musical number. “Who are they performing for?” All of us.

2. The Walgreens scene. Laughed my butt off that even though they didn’t know what a photo was, they were quick to pose.

3. Young Winnie, who was absolutely perfect casting. Also, Hannah Waddingham as Mother Witch, which was perfect casting.

4. Winifred and Mary’s horrified reaction to Siri, aka the “woman trapped in a box.”

5. The costume contest. The Sandersons might be evil, but even they don’t seem to have a problem with drag queens.

6. “One Way or Another.” Not the same as “I Put A Spell On You” but having the Thriller-like dance made up for it.

7. Sarah briefly standing up for herself. 

8. All the callbacks to the original movie, including “Amok, amok, amok...”

9. Gilbert’s subplot of thinking the sisters were “misunderstood,” which actually it’s a pretty clever way of throwing shade at Disney’s villain apologia trend.

10. Tony Hale as the mayor. All the poor guy wanted was a candy apple...

856 notes - Posted October 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Jane and Valkyrie just chilling and enjoying naked Thor like

2,122 notes - Posted May 23, 2022

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[oolongscript]

Visited Mo last weekend, he had quite the eventful day.

When I got there, I went to go say hi and he went from "Who's here to bug me😔" to "Oh it's you!".

He hopped out and ran over to this blanket that he's apparently gotten attached to outside of Cherry's cage

I spent a good while petting him while he laid in the sun, but I also let Cherry out so she wouldn't get too angry.

She was pretty pissed at first, flicking her feet at both of us, but she warmed up to us chilling there and started binkying. I even got to pet both of them at once.

Winnie also showed up to check on the bunnies as well, which Cherry was a huge fan of. She didn't stick around too long because Cherry is a handful.

[wahlpaper]

Aromantic Book Recs

Whether it is the main character, the focus of the book, or a beloved side character, more aromantic representation in literature never goes amiss! There are more options for aromantic characters besides what you will find below, but I hope this will serve as a starting place.

Black Spire by Delilah S. Dawson:

Our aromantic main character is Vi Moradi. She can be found in Phasma by Dawson as well, although her romantic identity is not revealed until this book. In this book, Vi is on a mission to help set up an outpost for the Resistance. She will need her former captor and a new set of friends to make it happen. Although this book is certainly a big advertisement for the Disney park, it spins a wonderful adventure tale filled with platonic love. Great for fans of Star Wars and those who got hooked on Dawson's writing.

Clariel by Garth Nix:

This prequel to the Old Kingdom series features an aromantic tragic hero who is likely asexual as well. I've heard it said that this book plays into the trope of queer characters being evil, but this is a misinformed claim. Avoiding spoilers, I will simply say to read Goldenhand after this before assuming Clariel's story is complete. There is a reason that she is shown to be a sympathetic character in this book. Additionally, Clariel has an aromantic role model in her childhood to look up to. All of Garth Nix's books respect the Queer community.

Cool for the Summer by Dahlia Adler:

This book is filled with both Jewish and Queer representation, the main character being culturally Jewish and bisexual. Among the other queer characters is Keisha, a nerdy side character who gets on well with Larissa, the main character.

If It Makes You Happy by Claire Kann:

Winnie is about to have the last summer before she starts college. She wants a perfect summer of just working at her Ganny's diner, chilling in Misty Haven, and spending time with her aro/ace ungirlfriend, Kara. Unfortunately, Winnie's family is at risk of losing the diner that Winnie had hoped to inherit one day. She doesn't like the spotlight, but she's going to have to embrace it for the plan she's hatched to save the diner. With the help of Dallas, she might just be able to save the diner and her summer. This book also has polyamorous and plus-sized representation!

Rick by Alex Gino:

Rick is in middle school now. Before this, he has been pretty passive, going along with whatever his father of best friend say. He doesn't like to question things, even when he feels uncomfortable. That changes when he finds the Rainbow Spectrum club. He starts to learn about the Queer community and his own role in it. Rick explores new friendships and boundaries. Along the way, he seeks to understand why he doesn't like talk of girls being hot, where that places him on the ace/aro spectrums.

[snappedsky]

Borderlands: Skies the Bodyguard 5

Skies finishes her mission with Wainwright and Hammerlock.

*Links to previous and next chapters in reblog*

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Chapter 14

           “Skies! Hey, wake up!”

           Skies forces her eyes open and sees the faces of the Vault Hunters staring down at her. She tries to sit up but immediately feels burning pain through her chest and a chill down her whole body.

           “Wh-what happened?” she asks, shivering.

           “We beat Aurelia,” Moze replies.

           “Oh, that’s right. That ice queen stabbed me and froze us. Where-?” She stops as she sees Hammerlock and Wainwright helping each other to their feet. Both have bullet wounds, but they seem to be okay.

           “Thank you, Vault Hunters,” Hammerlock says, “for giving her every chance and…for humouring a blinded fool of a brother.”

           “Your wounds. Are they dire?” FL4K asks.

           “We will survive the trip back to the lodge,” he replies, “it’s up to you to finish the task, Vault Hunter.”

           “Right, the Vault,” Wainwright croaks, “to reveal the entrance, you’ll have to solve some light statue-based riddles out in the gardens.”

           “You rich folk and your riddles and your puzzles and genuine mourning of dead family members!” Zane scoffs while the other Vault Hunters grumble with annoyance.

           “Oh! Oh, I do apologize! Are you hearing this, Alistair? The Vault Hunters’ lost all whimsical intrigue!” Wainwright replies facetiously.

           “Forgive Winny, he gets cranky when he’s been shot,” Hammerlock says.

           Skies chuckles then coughs painfully as she struggles up to her feet, leaning against Amara. “Wish I could join you guys, but I’ve got a horrible chill and a bunch of holes in my chest. You’ll have to continue without me. I’ll make sure these two get to the lodge alive.”

           “And yourself as well,” Amara adds.

           “Yeah, yeah,” she replies and stumbles over to Hammerlock and Wainwright. “Go on, you guys. And have fun with it.”

           The Vault Hunters head through the door into the gardens. Skies takes the men’s arms and using her ECHO device, fast travels away.

           They all arrive back at the lodge and collapse to the floor, groaning painfully.

           “You two sit tight,” Wainwright says as he stands back up. “I’ll get us some Insta-health.”            “Are you gonna be alright, Skies?” Hammerlock asks.

           “Ah, it’s nothing I can’t handle,” she replies, “ironically, the ice froze the wounds so I’m not bleeding. Hurts like a bitch though.”

           “I do apologize,” he says, “had I not held you back, we wouldn’t have gotten injured.”

           “It’s not your fault. It’s not a bad thing that you wanted to save your sister. At least one of you understood the importance of family.”

           “Yes,” he agrees. After Wainwright returns and hands everyone an Insta-health vial, Hammerlock takes his hand. “But I see now that family isn’t just about blood relations. And I intend to take care of the family I have left.”

           “Oh, Alistair,” Wainwright breathes.

           As the two of them flash bedroom eyes, Skies looks away awkwardly. “Really feel like I’m third-wheeling here. Just gonna-ugh- fix myself up over there.”

           She stumbles across the room and sits on a chair where she plugs herself with the vial. The holes scattered about her torso seal up, leaving behind blue tinted bruises.

           Skies sighs heavily as she leans back into the seat. “I’ve been getting my ass handed to me a lot lately. I must be losing my edge.”

           “You still seem pretty edgy to me,” Wainwright says as he walks over. “I owe you a great deal for all your help.”

           “Ah, I didn’t do much,” Skies replies as she stands up.

           “I disagree. Nevertheless, allow me to pay you back.” He hands her a rectangular gift box.

           “Oh, thank you, Jakobs, but I can’t accept payment. I only did this to help out.”

           “Then don’t see this as payment. See this as a gift from a friend.”

           She looks at him with surprise and smiles. “Ah, well, I guess I can’t say no to that.”

           She opens it to find a golden Jakobs pistol with a wooden handle and ornate carvings. Her eyes light up as she picks it up and shines it under the light.

           “That gun is one of a kind,” Wainwright explains, “only a handful of them were made because it was too expensive to make a gun out of pure gold. Fires just as well as any other Jakobs weaponry though. It’s called ‘Golden Horizon’.”

           “Oh, it’s gorgeous,” Skies breathes in awe. “Thank you, Jakobs-er, I mean, Wainwright.”

           He nods and smiles gratefully.

           “Are you gonna catch up with the Vault Hunters?” he asks, “they should be close to the Vault by now.”

           “Nah, I have no interest in actually opening a Vault,” she replies, “my work here is done. Time to head back and rest up for the next mission.”

           “Well then, it’s been an honour working with you,” Wainwright says and holds out his hand.

           Skies smiles and clasps it. “Same here.”

           After a quick goodbye to Hammerlock- with a promise to swap adventure stories later- she fast travels to Sanctuary III. At first, she starts to head down to the cargo hold, but decides she should report to Lilith first. She’s in the bridge, along with Tannis, Claptrap, and Ava.

           “Skies,” Lilith says as she walks in. “Wainwright told me you were finished. He said you were a big help. Excellent work.”

           Skies is stunned. “Uh, yeah…thanks-thank you.”

           She smiles and Skies’ chest heats up. “I know you don’t wanna help open the Vault, so you can go ahead and rest up now. Once the Vault Hunters have defeated the Vault monster, Tannis will head down to assist them. When that’s done, we’ll have a team meeting to discuss the next step. I’ll call you for it.”

           “Sure, okay,” Skies nods and takes her leave. As she heads down to the cargo hold, she can’t get Lilith’s smile out of her head.

           That was the first time she’s ever smiled at her.

           Skies looks at her new golden pistol and grins. “‘Golden Horizon’, huh? Yeah, the horizon is looking pretty golden.”

[daughterofhecata]

21. & 49. for the weird asks? :D

OH WAIT I COMPLETELY FORGOT I REBLOGGED AN ASK GAME!

[weirder asks]

21. something you’ve kept since childhood?

mostly stuffed animals - a black-and-grey dog called Briggs (equally acceptable spelling: Brix) I got when I was born (and that was named after my grandpa's dog), two relatively big teddies named Winnie and Hermann, that I've had almost equally as long, and a stuffed polar bear I got in second? third? grade that's called Matthias, because a friend and I thought he looked like one of our classmates. Also I have a... pillow, that I've also had pretty much all my life, that I sewed and embroidered a new pillowcase for when I was seventeen (because it's original case is pink and patterned with mice and cheese, and I really didn't want to take it on a class trip like that) and that's still chilling in my bed. There's probably more because I'm sentimental as shit and keep a lot of stuff, but that's like the most memorable.

49. can you skip rocks?

Nope!

[survey--s]

389.

What colour is the photo frame closest to you? It’s pale brown wood.

Are your pets asleep right now, if you have any? I think they’re all asleep actually lol. Layla is snoring next to me, Toby is curled up by my feet, Purrlock is on the floor near the window and I’m pretty sure Archie is asleep in bed upstairs.

Would you have any idea what your parents are doing right now? My mum is home - I assume she’s watching TV or maybe baking as she tends to do that on rainy days. My dad has been running (he posted photos on Facebook) so he’s probably either eating, showering or taking a nap.

How many windows (roughly) does your house have? Seven.

Do you have a good relationship with your cousins? It’s not that we have a bad relationship, more that it’s non-existent as we barely know each other.

What was the last kids movie you saw? Does Pirates of the Caribbean count as a kids movie? If so, that. If not, I think it was Alice in Wonderland or Winnie the Pooh.

Do you know anyone who was born in Africa? Yeah, my family are from the Seychelles.

Have you ever been to an internet cafe? Oh, those were the days, haha. Yeah, I used to use them a lot on holiday as a teenager in the days before hotels had normal internet access.

Are there any upcoming events for you to look forward to? Having the next two weekends off work, my riding lesson on Tuesday, the Christmas break, my birthday and my beach ride in December.

Has the year gone quickly for you so far? INSANELY FAST. I can’t believe it’ll be November in three days. Crazy.

How many siblings does your significant other have? He has one brother and three sisters - all quite a bit older than him.

Are you one of those people who can drink vodka straight? I can, but I don’t really enjoy it straight. It’s nicer flavoured and in cocktails or mixers.

Have you ever done three or more shots in a row? Yeah, as a teenager/student.

Do you share a middle name with any of your friends? Probably. Catherine is a pretty common middle name.

What was the last movie you saw in theatres? Cats. I haven’t been to the cinema since before COVID hit.

Are you interested in international politics? I am to an extent, but I don’t read about it too much these days as I just find it all too depressing really, ha.

How many pairs of jeans do you own? Probably about 10-15 pairs but I haven’t worn jeans in ages. I live in leggings nowadays as they’re much more practical for my lifestyle nowadays.

When was the last time you showered? This morning - about four hours ago once I’d done the housework.

Do you know the name of the pharmacist at your local drug store? Nope.

What was the first cellphone you had and how old were you? It was a Sagem something or other and I was about 14 or so.

Do you use public transport in your town or city? No, because it’s practically non-existent. I drive everywhere.

Have your parents ever worked in a factory? I have a feeling my dad might have done as a student.

Do you have several best friends? No.

How many lights are in the room you’re in? I just have my fairy lights on. I never really use the main lights unless it’s before work in winter and it’s too dark otherwise.

Is there a Hard Rock Cafe in your town or city? No, I think the nearest one is Manchester which is about a 2.5 hour drive.

Do you eat fast food more than once a week? Nope, maybe once a month.

What flavour is your toothpaste? Just regular mint flavour.

Have you ever shared a shower or bath with someone as an adult? Yeah.

When was the last time you had a bubble bath? Uhh, after my beach ride in August I think. My legs were killing me as I’d done two hours of riding plus my first gallops. I don’t tend to have baths otherwise.

Are you sleepy right now? Nope. I slept late this morning plus I had most of yesterday off so it’s been a really chilled out couple of days.

How big is your backyard? Surprisingly big considering the size of our house.

Do you know anyone with Tourette’s Syndrome? Nope.

What time does your alarm wake you up in the morning? On work days, normally 7.30am.

What was the last zoo you visited? Uhh. Our local one which is currently all over the news for animal neglect -_- it was about three years ago though.

Do you like crime films and tv shows? I like those reality show that follow police forces around, and shows like NCIS. I also quite like documentaries about crime too.

When you shop, do you take a basket or a cart (trolley)? A cart. Baskets hurt my shoulders and hands after a while.

Have you ever tasted milk straight from the cow? Yeah. My mum’s friend owns a farm in South Australia and she had cows and stuff that she milked. It was amazing but I wouldn’t do it often lol.

What’s your favourite sleeping position? On my right side, curled up in a ball.

What colour is the bra you’re wearing? Black.

Have you ever seen A Clockwork Orange? No. I have the book somewhere but I don’t think I’ve ever read it.

Are you bitter about anything? No.

Do you like to make games out of chores to make them more enjoyable? No, but if I have a big task to tackle I’ll put music on and have a sing along.

How many letters are in your best friend’s surname? Six, the same as mine.

Is there anything in your possession that probably shouldn’t be? Yeah, Tracey’s key that I keep forgetting to return to her lol.

What is your favourite flavour of yoghurt? Apricot or raspberry.

What was the first online account you remember having? Supanet. And according to Google they still exist, ha. I went on their website and it’s like it’s still 1999, hahah.

Do you listen to music to fall asleep? No, I like silence to sleep.

Where did you go last time you left your town or city? To a local stables.

Do you use emojis? Yeah, but not on here.

Have you ever wanted to be a lawyer? Yeah, as a kid.

What percentage of battery does your phone currently have? 51%.

What was the last type of soda you drank? Pepsi Max.

How far away from your house is your favourite place to shop for clothes? About 2.5 hours.

Do you have supplies handy right now to draw something if I told you to? Yeah, we have loads of colouring pens/pencils plus paper.

Have you ever been married? I am married.

What does your deodorant smell like? It’s got a fresh cotton/clean smell.

Is your bedroom more messy or clean at the moment? My side is clean, Mike’s side is like a pigsty lol.

Do you use Twitter? No, it’s like cesspit these days.

Are you any good at baking cakes and cookies from scratch? Nah, I have no real patience when it comes to cooking and baking.

Is there a floor lamp in your bedroom? Nope.

What does most of your weekly or fortnightly income go towards? Bills, food, horse riding, savings.

Have you ever been to another continent? Yeah, plenty of times.

Do you have any hidden piercings? (this includes bellybuttons) I have my bellybutton pierced but I don’t wear jewellery in it anymore.

What month is your birthday? December.

What can you hear right now? The Hobbit, my own typing.

[teriwrites]

2023 Writing Wrap-Up

It's that time again, folks! Time to ring in the new year, and look back through everything from the last.

I have a little bit of a headache between marathoning some movies this weekend and spending way too long reading through my collective word document, so let's make this intro short and sweet.

Total Wordcount: 89,168

2023 was the first year in awhile that I haven't hit my general goal of 100K words. I've been struggling generally with not only writing but most of my creative hobbies, which can probably be blamed on some mental health stuff that I won't dive into. But, given all of that, the fact alone that I was able to finish NaNo is enough for me to feel pretty satisfied with how it all went for me this past year.

Without further ado, I'll throw my annual snippets and quotes below the thing. Enjoy!

Most things in the Beyond that defied comprehension, Winnie found best left alone. She liked to imagine her wariness kept her safe. It also often left her at a loss. (Beyond Alder Creek)

"Hettie's upset," the cat reproached, as though Chraja were the one at fault. "I could feel her grinding her teeth in my sleep." "You're the one who told me not to tell her, Mutig!" Chraja cried back. "And you're the one who listened." (The Cat and the Crow)

“It’s madness out here tonight,” Katva grumbled as she settled from the collision. “They all seem to think I know something.” Ravy leaned against the stone wall of the bathhouse. “Well, we both know that’s not true.” Katva reached forwards to punch his arm. (The Bells of Kisvarda)

Winnie didn’t seem inclined to believe in the fae at all, which was a good a sign as any that Bran shouldn’t have, either. But that didn’t explain the chill running down his spine. Or why he was suddenly so afraid at looking back over his shoulder. Squeezing his eyes shut, Bran loudly repeated what Winnie had often said, as though to make it more convincing. “The fae are best left behind in the 19th century. They’re only real in stories and imagination now.” There was a beat of quiet, with the only sound being the trickling water beside him, and Bran let out a relieved breath. Then, a voice replied. “That’s rather unkind. I think we have every much a right to this century as you do.” Bran’s chest hitched as he gasped. Swiveling around so fast he nearly tripped over the rocks at his feet, he stared at the faerie ring. Suddenly, what had only moments before been empty was now holding an odd figure. They offered a wide, inviting smile. “Hello, little one.” (Beyond Alder Creek)

Mevre Dhuvgo was sitting at the bar of a tavern when she'd decided enough was enough. Around her, the little adventuring party she'd pulled together to have some company on the road was in uproarious laughter. She chuckled along, feigning camaraderie while the tethers that had tenuously held her to this party finally snapped. There had been countless jokes like this before, all aimed above her head, like she wouldn't understand the hidden jab tucked inside. Like she wasn't smart enough to grasp that she was being insulted. Her lack of formal education hadn't bothered any of them before, when she'd suggested they join forces. The ability to wield a weapon with precision and force, and the physical endurance to push forward even when the others were tapped out had seemingly been enough. Who cared whether she tracked leylines or knew how to navigate by the stars? And if everyone else in the party could read and speak multiple languages, what use did Mevre have for it? (The Last Night)

A person’s legacy is never forged in a vacuum; it is the influences of those around us that grant us the ability to rise or fall. (The Lies in the Legend)

On the first day of spring, Bran Pewitt was determined to greet the season by spending the entire day outdoors. Technically, the calendar had welcomed the new season over a month ago, but in the small, northern town of Bildenbey, few recognized the biting, damp, barren landscape of March and most of April as holding any ties to the budding and blooming waking world of May. (Beyond Alder Creek)

Marroc had had time to cope with the terror of being essentially stranded here for months at a time, and he'd made peace with it. There was even a sort of pleasant acceptance, as he'd stepped out onto the banks of the island. Wildflowers were in bloom, and the cave system that now made his temporary home was a perfect refuge against possible encounters with the Ardents. If not for the incessant prickling commentary by the princess, he might've been enjoying himself. The princess. Marroc drew back away from his thoughts, and studied the lady as he did so. She had shrunk into herself, eyes alight as she pressed herself against the cave wall in what must've been a painful crouch. He realized with a start that she was afraid, and that this was the first time she had shown true fear in the first days of her abduction. (Snippets: A Rewrite)

“You’re the one who did it, aren’t you?” Winnie demanded. “My dear, you’re going to have to be more specific than that. I’ve done plenty in my life, but, then, so have you. Doing things tends to be one of life’s side-effects.” (Beyond Alder Creek)

I held back a sigh. I'd been dreading the invitation as long as I'd been expecting it. 'Invitation' was generous. 'Summons' was more appropriate, but I avoided thinking about it that way. It made my tenuous friendship with its sender a lot smoother if I didn't pay too much attention to his quirkiness. 'Quirkiness' was generous. 'Tightwad asshole' gave a clearer picture, but, as I said, I preferred to simplify it. Made it easier to maintain the peace. (The Invitation)

It was definitely past midday, and the bells over the hills hadn’t rung. The silence over the Shayamur Valley was palpable and encumbering, like the anticipatory stillness before an avalanche. Though business went on in the settlements below, it was all with an air of distraction and an undercurrent of unease. Those without any duties to attend loitered in the streets or peered out of windows, all attention fixed to Bangani, the highest peak in the region. (The Bells of Kisvarda)

Mevre considered for a moment leaving now. She could go back inside, camouflage herself in the crowd of patrons, sneak her stuff out of their room and make it over the gate in ten minutes, easy. And the farmhouse was distant, but it was in sight, a light shining through an upper-story window. Mevre didn't need to know how to navigate by the stars to find her way there. (The Last Night)

Winnie had always thought of crows as playful birds and ravens as their somber cousins. Perhaps that was to be blamed on the Gothic writers. But this particular raven seemed inclined to toy with her. (Beyond Alder Creek)

The White Room. Devoid of color, distraction, or interest. Four white walls forming a perfect square, and nothing more. No door, no windows. A void in white. Bran Pewitt sits in the middle of the floor, holding his chin in his hand. He's bored already, with no tempting intrigue to follow. "You're giving me some trouble," echoes a voice from beyond the White Room. "Why won't you let me begin our story?" "It's not November yet," Bran points out. "You shouldn't be writing anything right now." "Since when do you care about following rules?" Bran huffs, and leans back on his hands. "I follow rules. Haven't you been paying attention? I didn't jump in the ring myself.” (The White Room)

Liam flashed a stiff smile. "I have to say, I was surprised to hear you'd decided to hire someone to help you run it. You never struck me as the biggest team player in school." By that, he meant that I'd expressly stated that I never wanted to deal with managing a team of employees. Probably with some more self-deprecating comments aimed at my aversion to collaboration or compromise. I never knew how to answer people who asked me why I'd decided to major in Business. (The Invitation)

The words died in my throat. A man stood at my door. His wavy gray hair hung loose about his shoulders, tucked behind his pointed ears. A simple, rustic tunic, dyed the same shade of blue as his laugh-lined eyes, was tucked into a pair of plain brown trousers. There was a hunch in his shoulders, and he held himself upright partially with the assistance of a cane that looked to be carved out of driftwood. He had aged, but Emmyth Agassi’s eyes were as alight with pride as I’d ever seen them. “Ghislaine, happy centennial.” (The Lies in the Legend)

Even without fully-bloomed leaves, the thick lattice of overlapping branches overhead was enough to cast the forest floor in shade. Bran navigated the underbrush with ease, but his pace was slowed in reverence to the scene. Where the sun managed to pierce the canopy, beams of light flickered and danced into the surrounding undergrowth. Shrubs whose leaves had already unfurled eagerly sought its rays, and the whole grove was illuminated in a verdant glow wherever they were struck. (Beyond Alder Creek)

When she realized she wasn't intimidating Marroc, the princess turned to screaming. It was a piercing, shrill sort of shrieking, the kind that would make any abductor's blood run cold. Marroc kept walking calmly beside her. The screams lasted all the way back to the cave system, and, as her throat must've run raw, the screeching shifted into a deep-chested wail. Her voice echoed off the walls of the cavern, until Marroc considered casting a silencing spell over her, too. But he let her shout, let her realize that his cool demeanor had not changed for a moment of it. She picked up on it quickly. "Where is it you've brought me?" Marroc didn't respond. (Snippets: A Rewrite)

His first impression as he rose was that, with the canopy interlocking over the pool and blocking any clear view of the sky, the sun had no right or place shining so fiercely through the forest. His second thought was less eloquent. "What the shit?" (Sighting)

I wake, and goblins encircling me scatter. Light from above glistens on their teeth, dripping gray-matter. (goblinsong)

It was beautiful. Winnie couldn’t take in enough, darting her gaze with every twitch of a leaf overhead or a dazzlingly bright beetle underfoot. The golden man watched her take it in curiously. “You like it.” It wasn’t a question, but Winnifred’s gaze hardened in response. “It’s certainly overwhelming.” He chuckled and repeated himself in confirmation, “You like it.” And she did like it. The look of it, anyway. The sounds had yet to differentiate themselves from what she’d expect of Alder Creek, and the smell was simply that of woodland, which had always been pleasant enough. But this whole grove seemed washed over in an artist’s bright, yet tasteful, hand. “So this is the Beyond,” Winnie murmured, swiveling to take it in. (Beyond Alder Creek)

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top 5 non-dateable (no route, not a LI) cheritz characters?

Ooooh nice question, let's think :0 what are all the Cheritz characters who don't have routes? 🤔ᴴᴹ

Well, in Dandelion, we've got Heejung and Heejae, then in Nameless, we've got Eri, Soi, Shinbi, Zion, Hobin, Yujin and the school Principal. For Mystic Messenger, you've got Rika and Vanderwood and some useless other characters like Echo Girl. And idk too much about Ssum, but I think the only no datable characters I know are Angel and June's relatives

Technically, both Heejung and Eri have routes since they have the common routes, but idc. But that is why I'm counting the Wizard and Nameless as dateable characters. So on w the ranking!!

1. Eri

I love Eri just so fucking much, she's so cute and relatable and autistic and aroacespec and oh my god. I've never related to anyone more than her and I'd have chosen her name if not for wanting a more masculine name like Link. But oh my god, Eri is such a good name tho..

She's such a good main character as well. I love her story and her journey so much and I love her design and everything and aaaaaa-

2. Heejung

What can I say, I love a good main character. I think it's such a shame tbh, Cheritz is so good at making main characters, it's unfortunate they never made any more proper ones for Mystic or Ssum

I don't remember Dandelion too well but I do still love Heejung so much. She is literally just doing what she can and all this shit just keeps piling on top of her n then she keeps just trucking on. I love it

3. I'm gonna have to say. The Principal

He's so funny and sweet and chill. I think he actually knows way more than he lets on

He does have such huge potential that wasn't explored, I wish we could see more of his relationship w Eri, how he looked after her after her grandpa died and acted as the only responsible and reliable adult in her life while she was alone before the dolls came to life

I like him. He kinda reminds me of Winnie the Pooh

4. Shinbi

Beautiful. Effervescent. Gorgeous. Amazing

Pretty. Great friend

5. John the Cat

(*ˊᗜˋ*)ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ for asking!!!!!! 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊 tough question!!!!! :)