#Character intro

[pratchettquotes]

The Igor looked up.

"Good morning, thur. And you are...?"

"Moist von Lipwig," said Moist. "And you would be Igor."

"Got it in one, thur. I have heard many good thingth about you."

"Down here?"

"I alwayth keep an ear to the ground, thur."

Moist resisted the impulse to look down. Igors and metaphors didn't go well together.

Terry Pratchett, Making Money

[loz-untold-myths]

Princess Zelda - Untold Princess of Sacred Flame

Princess Zelda is the lone daughter of King Rohan Daphni and the heir to Hyrule. Shortly after her birth, the Silver Tempest appeared in the sky and cursed Hyrule to eternal cold. In an attempt to control the storm herself, she searched for the mythical Ice Rod. Although she found it, she was forced to abandon it when Ganondorf's servant, Mage Aspen, thwarted her plan. The Ice Mage has pursued her ever since, to the extent that Rohan was struck down in the crossfire. Zelda joins Link and Searis in hopes of fulfilling her father's last wish, or perhaps even rescue him.

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I thought it was about time the introduction posts got a re-do, starting with Zelda! Here's a peek at one of her other outfits, too. ^^

Time Elapsed: 4 hours

Program Used: IbisPaint X

Fun facts about "Winter" . . .

• Zelda has gathered a swarm of animals she's taken in from the cold outside. It started with Lotus, her remlit-cat (named for its resemblance to the ancient animal). Her father just couldn't say no when she grew attached so quickly... Now, this includes a squirrel and a few doves.

• Zelda's circlet has the grains of ruby shards molded into the inside and her clothes have Runes sewn into the undersides. This has creates a sort of magical protection against the cold for her, so she doesn't have to wear as many layers as some others.

• Zelda loves cinnamon to a concerning degree. She would've named her cat Cinnamon if it wasn't pure white.

• Central Hyrule can no longer sustain perennial flowers, as the resources that would have kept them alive are instead used to support real crops. Zelda dreams of seeing a real flower sprout one day. She usually takes to drinking hawthorne & winter jasmine tea, as it's one of the few surviving flowers in Hyrule. Winter jasmines tend to grow in isolation in Kakariko Village thanks to one dedicated townsperson, and they must be tended to with intense care. Zelda does, however, have access to the castle's basement - where resources like old packets of seeds from before the storm are stored in hopes of re-introducing floral populations if the storm were ever to vanish.

• The King haD tried to find a flower for Zelda every year on her birthday. It never worked, so he had glass ones commissioned from Eldin after flowers his late wife illustrated in her journal. Zelda remembers very little of her... Whereas Link has strong memories of his mother and associates her with fire, Zelda thinks back to her mother and is reminded of a soft, fleeting breeze.

• Zelda's father was her main impression of the outside world, growing up, so the way she interacts with people is entirely based on trying to be the person he would be.

The Mage's Lantern

Hyrule has been cursed with eternal storms by a vengeful mage. A young boy follows a familiar voice to a spirit who may just be able to help him, and they join Princess Zelda in a quest to save her father.

❄️ Masterpost

Reblogging is encouraged, but do not repost on other sites!

[tmnt-inverse]

TMNT: INVERSE - MIKEY INTRO STORYBOARD (turn audio on!)

VIDEO TRANSCRIPT: Mikey: Cowabunga Dudes! My name is Michelangelo, but you can call me MIKEY! I'm a super cool ninja, along with my siblings, and awesome sensei. PLUS, I'm the best kind of turtle of all - THE COMMON SNAPPING TURTLE! ... Okay, the common part kinda throws off the vibe. BUT I'm still one of a kind! If you wanna know more about me, my sibs, or my dad, ASK AWAY DUDES! See ya later...

TMNT: Inverse is a fully animated TMNT project in progress, and this is one of our intro storyboards!

Everyone give it up for Mikey! This incredible storyboard was made by sealbatross on YouTube, and Mikey's amazing voice actor is catastrophe7885 on Youtube!

If you have any questions, send us an ask, or check out our pinned post!

See ya later!

[groovygladiatorsheep]

INSECTVERSE | CANON | REFERENCES

HELLOO AGAIN !!

Say hello to these threes ! Dream is the main character while these twos are still important as for the plot.

Dream -> Comet Moth -> by Joku.

Ink -> Common Firefly -> by @comyet !

Swap -> Rhinoceros Beetle -> to the community

-> Lore wise, some stuff to know

— Dream woke up from a very long state of unconsciousness ! It’s where the comic begins, actually. He doesn’t remember everything until a certain point.

— Ink ? Ink. His rear end and eyelight can change colours !!!!!

— Swap is actually probably taller than the other two, considering rhino beetle are huge from what I read !

— I considered adding Cross, but it just didn’t fit in…

— As a whole, they have buncha lore ! But I can’t wait to show it in drawings rather than by words…

[theeternalsteelangel]

Sora - Smash Ultimate

[morganexpress]

Noah Campbell - TWST YUU OC

Meet Noah, the prefect of Ramshackle dorm! He has a reputation for ending up in the middle of trouble wherever he goes. Sadly, this happens to him unwillingly, which is due to freezing up in social settings and letting others push him to do things he isn't actually on board with. Regardless of his rep, he is known to be rather great when it comes to music! He is currently in the pop music club, helping in any way he can with his knowledge about a few different instrument's. Although he isn't quite fond of pop music he is happy to just be producing music with people who also enjoy music.

Him and Ari had a metal band called 'Toxic Vendetta'. He was the main guitarist while Ari was the lead vocalist. They had other three members that moved away after high school, forcing the group to disband. He greatly misses them.

He really loves the idea of gardening and often likes to check out the botanical gardens. Its just that if it wasn't for his fear of bugs he could be more involved in gardening. But just the thought of whatever might be lurking in the garden freaks him out quite a lot.

Noah doesn't like spicy food. Do not bring it near him, you'll genuinely kill the poor boy by even the smell of it.

Ari and him had been friends for 7 years, they first met during 5th grade when Ari fought off the people who were bullying Noah. Ari just wanted to fight someone that day.

RELATIONSHIPS;

CATER DIAMOND; Noah happened to become rather great friends with Cater. Even though they are quite different, they get along quite well, and Noah views Cater as a close friend who he often hangs out with outside of club and school hours. He enjoys listening to Cater talk about the latest trends on social media or learning about the newest slang used on the internet (mostly to keep up with what everyone is saying).

ACE & DEUCE; They are rather loud, but in a good way. It fills in the silence in a comforting way. He has grown to view the both of them as super close friends, could even say like family. He knows he can rely on them even if they tease him or push him around as he knows they are only joking around. He adores hanging out with them any chance he gets even if it's only for a couple of minutes.

ROOK HUNT; He's terrified of Rook. But being terrified would be an understatement. Noah rather not be in the same vicinity as Rook if he had the choice, but knowing Rook he could be near him and he wouldn't know it.

DIRE CROWLEY; Noah rather avoids Crowley at any cost. Don't get him wrong, he is truly grateful that the headmage was kind enough to let him enroll in the school and to give him a roof over his head. HOWEVER, it seems like every time the headmage appears it only means bad news for Noah.

[vesanal]

✦⋆𓆩✧𓆪⋆✦Aerlyra✦⋆𓆩✧𓆪⋆✦

   A Character Introduction

“Can’t you get it? This is my one last chance to right everything wrong back to normal! I can finally be worth something for once in my life…”

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✦⋆𓆩✧𓆪⋆✦Information✦⋆𓆩✧𓆪⋆✦

Name: Aerlyra Kcara Ghorne

Nicknames: Aer, Aery, and Lyra in some cases

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/her

Orientation: Pansexual

Age: 29 years old

Birthdate: April 23rd

Birthplace: Haukrosen, Pytharios of Khri

Species: Human

Occupation: Fisherman & fish merchant

Education: Highly educated from the Queen’s Academy for Young Learners of Magic in Haukrosen, Pytharios of Khri

Current Residence: Korsk, Pytharios of Khri

✦⋆𓆩✧𓆪⋆✦Personality✦⋆𓆩✧𓆪⋆✦

Aerlyra Ghorne can be defined by her compassionate attitude yet nervous nature. She is very receptive to others viewpoints and ideas, speaking with them about various topics and learning new things. But, she is also well known as a push-over to those around her. Along with being quite the meek and unassuming type, she also tries to stay out of everyone’s way to focus on her own needs. This is shown as she keeps her head down and out of trouble in Korsk, her new home, for now. While she is quite the generous person to those who really need it, sometimes she can be too generous as an overcompensation which lends itself directly into her gullibility. As in, she trusts in people way too often, leading to her getting hurt and running away from her problems. Emotions, despite her not really wanting them to, basically control her actions.

Surely better things are ahead in her future. Being chosen by the Queen to accomplish a job only she can do has definitely resparked her desires to please and lead others. Yet still, she has those worry-wort thoughts in the back of her brain.

MBTI Type: INFP-T

Alignment: Neutral good

Likes: Learning new things, other people & their stories/lives, keeping away from conflicts, reading, journaling, puzzles, loud & bustling environments, being nice to others

Dislikes: Not being on time, not living up to her own high expectations, letting her nerves & emotions get to her, quiet & alone places, herself, taking charge of herself/things in her life & other’s, public speaking, fish 

Goals: Starting out, she just wants to survive to the next day. But, after she gets chosen by the Queen to kill the Bone-Binder, her entire mission, and worth, in life changes to solely just that as she wants to regain some semblance of a good reputation through that…

Hobbies: Trying out new braid techniques and hairstyles, reading, journaling, meditating, trying out new herbal teas from the market when she can fit it into her budget

✦⋆𓆩✧𓆪⋆✦Appearance✦⋆𓆩✧𓆪⋆✦

Height: 5’ 6” or 167 cm

Weight: 145 lbs or 66 kg

Build: Pear shaped build; Lean and muscular, yet somewhat starved in recent years

Hair: Black and very curly, messily held together in 3 thick braids with a few strands falling out to the side of her face

Eyes: Black, wide eyes that shine even in the darkest of days

Skin Complexion: Pale beige with rosy patches covering her joints and face

Scars: None

Piercings: None

Tattoos: Small stars across the bottoms of her eyes, 3 on each side 

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Want to see more of Aerlyra?

More here!!

Check out the story here!

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[aalinaaaaaa]

ANOINTED OF THE LAKE — Eshani Faison

Thanks to @bardic-tales for the tag for the OC Profile game! :D

Basics

Name: Eshani Faison

Age: 168

Gender: female

Type of being: Fae

Nationality: Vaera, Helindian

Ethnicity: Seladian (Vaera)

Magical Abilities:

- Shapeshifting — if she wanted to, she could take the likeness of any living being she so chooses, but her most common usage of it would be to change her height, turn into a phoenix or alter her appearance in some way to match her fashion (such as changing her eye or hair colour, for instance)

- Teleportation — a rather important ability for her in the context of her profession, but it’s a lifeline and freedom for her also. It helps her to confuse, manipulate and otherwise get past people, but she will sometimes teleport to some other city or locale she has previously visited for a fun day trip or something

- Flame magic — she likes the drama and grandeur of it, using it for flair or to intimidate people. In addition, she uses her flames for seemingly minor things, such as for light, igniting campfires, lanterns/other controlled fires, roasting meat and so on so forth.

Occupation: High Councillor

Role: protagonist

Personality

Eshani is the type of person that naturally draws people in, puts them at ease but all the while, they catch none of her personal life. Because she keeps herself highly guarded, for fear of anyone using her identity against her.

In the position she’s now in, her tendency to collect people’s secrets is a great advantage. She pulls strings around her, for better or for worse, her stubbornness and tenacity a double-edged sword.

For those that she favours most, she is a deeply loving, selfless individual. In the past ten years she’s been away from her loved ones, there has not been a day when they haven’t crossed her mind. She feels a great amount of guilt for abandoning them, but all the same she has a tendency of leaving her loved ones in the dark when she’s dealing with things, doing things on her own so she doesn’t have to worry about the people she cares about getting implicated.

To those looking in from the outside, she seems like a bright, intelligent, if a bit manipulative lady that also seems a touch haphazard. She has a tendency of shifting mid-air or mid-movement, pulling stunts such as jumping off high places and sometimes teleporting straight behind someone. The more comfortable she is around someone, the more likely she is to be spontaneous and mischievous.

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Traits: chatty, charismatic, playful, intelligent, manipulative, stubborn, self-sacrificial

Likes: chatting, painting, sculpting, flying, her birds, travelling, fashion

Dislikes: fighting, sprites, Helindian superstitions, certain crows

Way of Speaking: In a lively, witty sort of tone, with a touch of sass for good measure. Her words come across as eloquent and deliberate, each one carefully picked to engineer what she wants out of the situation at hand.

Clothing Style: red and black are the dominant colours, green, blue and purple some less frequent flourishes. She favours things that are light and free-flowing, so as such she has a lot of dresses, skirts and long coats in her wardrobe. Her general style tends to focus on elegance, as opposed to the flashier affairs favoured by some High Councillors and Morilesian nobility. That being said, she has picked up a common trait of her clothes being a demonstration of intent; her normal, calf-length red dress is a sign of normality, her long coat with all the gold embroidery and the blue fabric trailing out the end is a sign that whoever she is encountering is about to face some harsh consequences.

Habits: idly weaving flames around her fingers, giving forehead kisses when kissing someone, walks at a fast pace, crosses her left leg over the right when sitting

Fears: getting afflicted by a sprite, her loved ones getting caught up in Morilaste/getting used as pawns against her, Claudia finding out who her loved ones are, getting couped, usurped and/or otherwise assassinated

Hobbies: swimming, painting, sculpting, taking in and looking after sick and injured birds

Describe her room: A small, cosy bedroom with a central skylight above the bed, pots of small trees and plants hanging from it. A door faces her bed, leading to her bathroom, a study, an artist’s studio and a walk-in wardrobe.

Items in her back pocket: a pen and note paper and a gold coin with sigils of a phoenix and flames on the respective sides.

Pets: The rake of birds in her sanctuary! Of them, the most significant are the phoenix she got from a dealer in Selade and a black ilasivine she saved from the brink of death in Arobyre.

Relationships

Cerigo Verasse: estranged lover, the pair were friends before they realised their love for each other had a romantic edge to it. Unfortunately, their romance was fairly short-lived as Eshani saved him from who turned out to be the High Councillor who preceded her. Though they tried to keep in contact afterwards, Eshani stopped once she realised she could be putting her family in danger.

Cheyoria Faison: her daughter, the girl was five years old when Eshani left. Just the mention of her is the quickest way to make Eshani vulnerable, she loves her more than anything. What little memories she does have with her, she treasures dearly, and the guilt she has is a big part of what drives her desire to leave Morilaste.

Claudia Emar: fellow High Councillor, these two trust each other but don’t. They share a mutual respect for the power and competency of the other, wary and reticent to become each other’s enemies. Therefore, they choose to keep a close, cordial rapport, but yet neither can breach the other’s heart. Their dynamic is deeply professional, yet somehow more.

Namon Darüven: another of her fellows, but their rapport is much warmer. The two of them consistently banter with each other, keeping each other at arm’s length, yet the chemistry between them is undeniable. And Eshani hates that. From the first time they met, Namon’s sought a more deeply romantic and physical bond between them, but Eshani can’t bring herself to do so. Though she’s estranged from Cerigo, in a court where word will not get out past its borders (or at least, any such words are depicted as exaggerations, fairytales, hearsay, etc), indulging Namon’s desires feels to her as if she’s wronging Cerigo. So she only indulges him in literally anything and everything except physical touch. (Well, except that one time she let him kiss her, as a sort of “there, are you pleased?” situation)

Appearance

She has the build of a model; she’s tall, slender, and fast on her feet. She exudes this fluidness, this grace in her movements, yet unpredictable as a flame. Not a single stutter in her steps, movements nor in her magic, she naturally draws the eye just by her existence.

And this especially goes for her true form. Most of the time, she prefers to walk around in human form because it makes communication easier, it doesn’t greatly intimidate people and thus she doesn’t have to feel so self-conscious. But unfortunately for her in that aspect… her true height is way taller than the standard person (thanks to the effects of Morilast’s Mark) and though she’s long adjusted to that, she’d still give it up in a heartbeat.

She has flowing blonde hair that she normally keeps down, but she will sometimes tie it up in a bun or a high ponytail or something, depending on her mood, what she’s wearing, etc. She has a pair of phoenix hair pins, where each pin is half of the whole. They’re long pins, so she’ll sometimes just use one instead of both.

Despite her affinity with flames, her eyes are a deep shade of green, which she’ll not change tremendously often unless her outfit calls for it. Her skin is as pale as the clouds, her face sharp and delicate, and her hands are not adorned with jewellery. In fact, she normally doesn’t wear it, not even earrings. She also only has one tattoo, on her upper back, and that’s the very Mark that binds her.

Features in:

Stories and Snippets

A Deal Between Dealbreakers

The introduction for A Healing of the Birds! (she’s one of the protagonists!)

A Broken Seal (this is going to be slightly retconned, because this was written before I decided that Eshani would teleport away with the acolyte!)

A Lesson in Observation *

Tainted Orchestrations

A Sacrifice Made Twice

A Pawn for a Greater Cause *

The Forest’s Disgrace

Monsters and Their Pawns

A Locket Without the Key

*She’s mentioned by appearance in these two, but doesn’t actually participate in the narrative

Ask games:

page seven of A Healing for the Birds

a snippet of her with Namon

Questions about her gait and favourite animal

A summary of her thoughts on her current status

A ballpoint pen and a sad face (for a character ask game)

A question about my favourite/least favourite aspects of her

Some battery percentage questions!

What could’ve happened if Eshani’s perspective got cut (WIP Folder asks)

More questions for another character ask game! (about strange food and alcohol)

An obscure moment

Tag Games:

OC in Fifteen

OC Interview Tag

Writing Share Tag (Eshani’s first meeting with Alycja)

Last Line Tag (angsty pining scene part #1)

WIP Wednesday (angsty pining scene part #2)

Proud of Tag (angsty pining scene part #3)

Friday Kiss tag (angsty pining scene part #4)

WIP Wednesday (more angst, just ten years later)

Height Comparison Tag

WIP Wednesday (a snippet of Chapter Two of A Healing for the Birds)

Out of Context Line tag

Trivia Tuesday

Character Voice Tag (“Do your worst”/”Fight me”)

Other

The High Councillors of Morilast

The Tag Part

Tagging the General taglist here (ask/comment/reblog etc to be added or subtracted): @mr-orion @the-ellia-west @guessillcallitart-deactivated20 @thereadingfoz @glassstardust22124 @honeybewrites @ashirisu @drowsy-quill @oliolioxenfreewrites @theglitchywriterboi @seastarblue @gioiaalbanoart @rae-butter @corinneglass @thelaughingstag @oros-ash3s @jacqueswriteblrlibrary @rainbowsnowflake @fourwingedwriter @oddcryptidwrites @ark-inkweaving plus @winterandwords @houndsofcorduff @nightmaricwriter @jconstantines @oleanderbailey @abitscripturient @tryingtimi @flock-from-the-void @ieppiq @aquadestinyswriting @thepeculiarbird @space-writes and open tag for people to show off their characters!

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[oros-ash3s]

── ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Character Bio ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ ──

Yara Reyes, the Lost One ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

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Prophet girl / chosen by the sun / do you hear the gods whispering those silent stardust words?

Cursed daughter / uttering insanities no one believes / do you regret taking the vow?

ೀ Author Unknown (via Pinterest)

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🌸 𐙚₊˚⊹ Basics ⊹꒦₊˚ɞ🌷

Name || Yara Aeronwyn Reyes

⁀➴༯ Name meaning || Yara is a girl’s name of Arabic and Brazilian origin, and is defined as “small butterfly”. Reyes originates from Spain, translating to “royals” or “royalty”.

Nicknames || Pipsqueak (Aster), That Girl (Ryuji), Mousy (Kageko)

Age || 17-years-old

Birthdate || May 16th (Taurus)

Gender and Pronouns || Cisgender (she/her)

Sexuality || Aromantic, Heterosexual

Ethnicity || Danish, Dutch

Classification || Unknown, assumed to be human

Occupation || None

Role || Protagonist

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🌸 𐙚₊˚⊹ Personality ⊹꒦₊˚ɞ🌷

Yara is driven by her fear.

She has grown up in an environment that hasn’t allowed for her to be in touch with other people, that has left her mostly on her own. She, like many others in Seras, has been force to grow up too early, her childhood dedicated to living and surviving instead of growing and learning. She has no real friends or companions, none except for her trusty pet raven Mavros.

This has stunted her in a way. She’s naive and doesn’t pick up well on social cues, or understand most things that kids her age like or are interested in. She trusts too easily despite her caution, and has little to no knowledge of the outside world, having been stuck inside the borders of her childhood home for so long. The only thing she has to protect her is this ever-growing fear. It’s the one thing that has left her safe, alive. She’s determined to hold onto it until the day she dies.

But despite all this, Yara truly is, at her core, a kind and friendly person. Although she does have walls up at the start, with some genuine acts of care, she is very easily won over. It doesn’t take her long to warm up to people, and from then on she will be an absolute nuisance. She loves to chatter away, taking about anything and everything, and even with her fear of the unknown, she still has many skills and positive traits to offer.

She is a girl who has been subjected to loss at a young age, yet who is just hoping, secretly, for someone to pull her out of this loop of lonely nothingness and be apart of something grand.

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Currently Yara is set to venture out of the oh-so familiar boundary of her home and follow Aster, a strange boy who has introduced himself as one of the Immortai, the selected few who make it out of Noroi attacks alive. Yara isn’t too sure about him, but any place that will keep her safe from the Noroi is a place she is willing to head towards.

Currently the duo are headed towards the Seventh Sector, Aster’s home. He promises that the leader there will have the answers that she seeks, and help her figure out the curse that the Noroi apparently bestowed upon her. Neither of them have been able to figure out what the curse is get, despite the haunting visions that stir her awake continuously.

Yara isn’t quite sure if she even is an Immortai after all. It almost feels like as if she is something entirely different altogether….

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Traits || Lonely, resourceful, independent, creative, loyal, shy, really talkative once you get to know her

Alignment || Lawful good

Likes || The outdoors, sweets, travelling, sunny weather, trying new things, exploring, food, doing her 70 million hobbies, animals, birds, meeting new people, mythology

Dislikes || Noroi, small and cramped spaces, being alone, the dark, nighttime

Hobbies || Reading, crocheting, gardening, sketching, baking, writing, journaling, cleaning, printmaking, poetry, cooking, and so many more (a girl’s gotta do something while locked away)

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🌸 𐙚₊˚⊹ Appearance ⊹꒦₊˚ɞ🌷

She looks like what you’d expect from a farmer girl. She has long, tangled honey-blonde hair she always pulls into four loose bubble braids. Her bangs are swept to the side, with thick strands framing her face. She has a round face shape and peachy skin, a faint dusting of freckles splashing across her cheeks. Her eyes are big and wide, a gentle mint-green that appears to be faintly blue while in the sunlight.

She has a very small, petite frame, which earns her the nickname of “pipsqueak” by Aster. Despite being quite short, she’s pretty curvy and on the chubbier side, with a pear-shaped figure, and wide hips.

Small scars, pale and faded, can be found along her hands and arms, though they’re barely noticeable anymore.

Height || 5’6”

Aesthetic || Yara has a sort of twee vibe to her. She loves long, flowy dresses, a mismatch of fabrics, and clothes that are easy to move in while still comfortable. She also can be seen wearing a lot of jewelry, mainly bead necklaces and bracelets that she has made herself.

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🌸 𐙚₊˚⊹ Origins ⊹꒦₊˚ɞ🌷

Yara comes from the fifth region inside Seras, Dara, which was known for its long, winding Rockies, stunning mountainscapes, and beautiful greenery. Now, due to the rise of Noroi and fall of civilization as humans had known it, the Rockies are dangerous and tumultuous terrain, the sparkling shades of green that had once covered the mountains now shades of unforgiving gray and black.

Yara’s family comes from a long line of lumberjacks and hunters. Despite the forests being corrupted by the onslaught of the apocalypse, the wood is still harvestable. In recent years, there has been an increase of fruits that have begun to grow without the help of chemicals and factories, allowing for the poorer citizens to taste fresh vegetables again. Their family had even begun their own little garden, something Yara and her siblings were ecstatic about.

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Yara had a fairly normal life as a child. She was one of the older children in the family, raised by more traditional parents who held their values of family and responsibility close to their chests. As a young girl, she was instilled with the beliefs of independence and resourcefulness, always helping out around the house with chores, errands, and babysitting.

Her family lived up in a more secluded part in the mountain, with their only contact to their nearest town being through long day trips for work, meaning that the children were all homeschooled. It left Yara with only her family to keep her company, but Yara didn’t care. Her family was a close and tight-knit one, all the siblings close friends despite all their disagreements, and Yara couldn’t have loved them more. They were all she ever needed in the world, even if the ideas of adventure frequently called to her.

It was only on the eve of her twelfth birthday when her entire reality changed, leaving Yara’s peaceful life on the mountain disrupted forever……

.... °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･….

Here’s the thing, I can’t do anything right / Try as I absolutely, totally might / The bones are melting, the skeleton is ash / The clavicle detaches and falls with a deafening crash—

“Sweet Hibiscus Tea” by Penelope Scott

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🌸 𐙚₊˚⊹ Relationships ⊹꒦₊˚ɞ🌷

Oscar Reyes, father

Evy Reyes, mother

Kaia Reyes, eldest daughter

Yara Reyes, herself

Flora Reyes, middle daughter

Annika Reyes, second-middle daughter

Noa Reyes, youngest daughter

Coen Reyes, youngest son

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Yara comes from quite a large family. Second eldest to a group of six, she had a lot of responsibility from a young age to take care of the younger ones. Despite this burden, she was extremely close with all of her siblings, and had a good relationship with both of her parents, who she truly loves.

୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆

Apart from her family, she has built quite a life for herself at the Seventh Sector. Despite not being liked by all, she does have two close friends, Aster and Anya.

Aster was her first friend, and is still her best. He found her and rescued her from Noroi, and is a person that Yara found herself instantly attached to. He’s loud and rambunctious where she is quiet and reserved, and the two click like a puzzle piece. She doesn’t trust someone more in the world than him.

Anya was someone Yara met her first day at the Seventh Sector. A younger recruit, she’s bubbly and talkative, but shy at first, just as Yara herself is. Where Aster and Yara contrast each other nicely, Yara and Anya couldn’t be more similar. It’s a match made in heaven.

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🌸 𐙚₊˚⊹ Extra Tidbits ⊹꒦₊˚ɞ🌷

Yara has a pet raven named Mavros! He randomly passed through the barrier one day after her twelfth birthday, and has not left her side since. She adores him to death.

She’s read all the books in her house so much that she’s memorized all of them. Aster can hold the book up and she can recite them word-for-word.

She was closest to her mother.

She hadn’t ever had sugar before she met Aster. He brought her to a candy shoppe and she went NUTS.

Despite encountering Noroi on a day-to-day basis, she cannot fight to save her life. Aster is always swooping in and saving her (with much dramatics might I add).

She scares REALLY easily. Something which Aster takes full advantage of.

She has a beautiful singing voice. Her mother did too, and it brings Yara a strange sense of belonging to sing. (Mav even joins in sometimes.)

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[loz-chainsofcorruption]

We've seen Zelda can speak to Link telepathically

We've seen Zelda haunting Link in the most literal sense

But now I present to you

Zelda is actually stuck in Link's brain, sorta sharing his body with him

To keep them separate from the others, I'll be calling this Link “Stray” and this Zelda “Crown" in other posts

More info about this new au I'm calling LoZ: Colliding Fates under the cut:

Due to some presumably evil shenanigans I'll eventually probably figure out, Zelda’s being sort of combines with Link. That is, she's now trapped in his mind. Link is primarily in control, but Zelda can control Link if she chooses, anywhere from a single finger to his entire body and voice. But the more she controls, the more energy it takes, so she can only do so much for so long.

Understandably, Link hates it. They didn't know each other prior to this experience and their lives could not have been more different. Link grew up a street rat with no family and nothing to his name aside from what he stole, while Zelda had a cushy castle life as princess.

Unsurprisingly, they argue a LOT. He thinks the kingdom is being run terribly. Poverty is a major issue in some areas. Zelda is offended because hey, that's her dad's rulership he's insulting! He's gotta be wrong, this kingdom is perfect under his reign! Right?

On the other hand, Zelda thinks Link is super selfish and grumpy and does not comprehend the joy that can come from doing things just for the sake of doing them, the happiness that comes from giving. She might be a bit sheltered but she loves to help out staff or give them gifts or whatever. It's so fun to see them happy. He thinks that's a waste of time - what good is that gonna do when he's scrambling for a bite of food?

So they both have things to learn and grow from, basically.

Also Zelda can feel what he feels - physically and even mentally to some extent - which sucks a lot because, well, injury is inevitable when fighting evil, among other things.

Crown was the nickname chosen for Zelda because, obviously, she's the princess. The crown weighs heavy and all that - she has a responsibility to her people, even if her abilities are limited until she comes into power. ALSO she lives in Link's crown/head atm LOL

Stray was picked for Link because he is, in a sense, a stray. He's got no real home. But also he's strayed from the path of who he could be. He's lost his sense of good. The desire to help others and do good things was something he lost a long time ago and now it's time for him to find that path again.

[seastarblue]

Character Intro: Noha de Escarra

“…hm.”

Basics:

Pronouns: they/them

Species: Halfing (High Elf + Human)

Age: 25

MBTI: idk

Voice Claim: Zuko from ATLA (might change)

Physical:

5’6” (≈ 168cm)

Build: Lean muscle, on the thinner side

Skin: Light brown, many, many freckles

Hair: Medium brown, Messy. Shoulder length.

Eyes: Medium brown, slightly longer pupils that dilate and contract (due to elven blood)

Special Features: pointed and elongated ears, a scar running down from their left eyebrow down to their neck, always looks… wispy?

Personality:

Noha is incredibly closed off to everyone, even those they’re close to. They have a very short temper, though it’s hidden beneath an indifferent exterior. They do have a love of dark humor, however.

Speaking Style: Noha does not like talking, preferring to simply nod and gesture. When they do speak, however, they keep it short. Their temper does show occasionally through their speech. Sometimes they use copious amounts of sarcasm just to get on people’s (li hua’s) nerves.

Likes: knives, frogs, dancing, sunsets, their (ever growing) knife collection, being right, soft blankets, hanging out with kids (they think they’re neat)

Dislikes: pity parties (for them), being wrong, bright lights, dark rooms, loud sounds (very sensitive to the previous three due to trauma and elven blood), being unprepared, being told what to do

Main Goal: “…Not going to jail. And not being ‘returned’ to Escarra.”

Backstory (under the cut):

Noha Ramirez was born in Escarra, to a criminal mastermind known as Matteo Ramirez. Noha lived relatively happy with their mother, Isabella Ramirez, for the first 13 years of their life. And that was what they would have had, if Matteo hadn't needed a new assassin. 

Isabella was killed, and Noha was thrust into a life of glinting daggers, glassy eyes, and rivers of blood.

The few months after their mother's death murder were hazy. Noha kept fading in and out of consciousness, and when they finally came to they were... changed. The wizards said it was for the best, Matteo said it would make Noha's jobs easier, but Noha felt wrong. 

They felt much worse when Matteo sent them to eliminate their first mark, an unsuspecting 34-year-old man by the name of Horatio Gonzales.

Many, many more would come after him.

Noha would remember them all.

"You're a weapon."

"..."

"Say it."

"...I'm a weapon."

They weren’t gonna just sit down and listen anymore. The time for blind obedience had passed. They needed to escape.

Noha had no idea why this petty thief was adamant on going with them. They enjoyed his company, though. 

Noha de Escarra, a former assassin, is now travelling and taking odd jobs to stay afloat. They know they need to stay on the lookout for any of Matteo's goons, though.

[the-enhanced-project]

‎‧₊˚✧ Charlie Barak - Character Intro ✧˚₊‧

picrew here

‎‧₊˚✧ Basic Info ✧˚₊‧

Name || Charlotte ‘Charlie’ Barak

Age || Twenty-Two

Birthdate || August 25th

Gender + pronouns || Trans girl + she/her

Orientation || Lesbian

Ethnicity || Syrian

Alias || Conductor

╰› This was the alias Charlie used during her time as a fighter. She was one of those kids who was really into trains, so it was a play on that and an electrical conductor.

Enhancement || Electrokenisis

╰› Charlie's body creates an excess amount of static electricity, which causes many health issues such as chronic migraines and seizures (powers with drawbacks my beloved). She can expel small amounts of electricity from her body (typical lightning powers you'd see in media), as well as manipulate electrical devices around her (lights, for example).

Alignment || Neutral good

Daytime occupation || Bartender

College Major || Kinesiology

Likes || Sports (she’s on the track and basketball teams), working out, running, going to the gym

Dislikes || Her past, wide open spaces, feeling exposed, her own anger

‎‧₊˚✧ Appearance ✧˚₊‧

Charlie has warm brown skin and caramel brown eyes that look almost gold in the sun. Her wavy dark brown hair is usually tied back in a small ponytail or bun, especially when she's working or at the gym, though a few strands hang loosely over her forehead.

She's quite tall and well built, considering how active she is. She has one of those noses that's clearly been broken before and never really healed right, so not it's kinda crooked.

Height || 5’11’’ (180 cm)

Outfits || Her work outfit is a simple white collared shirt rolled up to her elbows, under a black vest type thing--typical bartender uniform thingy. When she's not at work, she doesn't put a huge amount of effort into her appearance, dressing simple and practical rather than for fashion.

‎‧₊˚✧ Personality ✧˚₊‧

For as long as she could remember, Charlie's been angry.

At the world, at the people who ruined her life, at her brother, and most of all at herself. It started as a quiet burn inside of her when her brother died, and only intensified as she grew older and eventually escaped the facility. Eventually, though, with the right people to help, she's learned to start managing it. She's still angry, but now she doesn't have to beat up people twice her size to deal with it.

...at least for a while.

ANYWAYS.

She's friendly at the surface level--she has to be, working in customer service--but she's still pretty reserved and secretive. Paranoid, almost. She doesn't give up personal information easily. But if you're someone she's already close with, she's fairly loyal and open. It just takes a bit to get there.

She's really athletic, and enjoys playing and watching sports, working out, going to the gym, etc etc. She's reactive, adaptable, and a fighter at heart.

Myers-Briggs || ESTP

‎‧₊˚✧ Background ✧˚₊‧

tw - charlie's backstory includes themes of kidnapping, and loss of a family member. Keep yourself safe first and foremost <3

Charlie was twelve years old when her enhancement developed. She was simply sitting in her 6th grade science classroom, trying to ignore the boys in her class who kept throwing colored pencils at her. But eventually, she turned, yelled, "will you quit it?", and the lights in the classroom went out.

While in hindsight, it was painted as simply a coincidence--faulty wires, or something--Charlie knew deep down that it wasn't. She'd heard the stories of the kids who could do crazy things on tv, of course. But she'd also heard stories of those people being murdered, kicked out, and other unspeakable things. So, she was smart enough to stay quiet.

Unfortunately, someone else noticed.

Her science teacher, Mr. Holt. He'd always talked in class about the enhanced, seemed fascinated by them. Charlie had never thought much about that.. until he took her.

One moment, she was simply walking home from the park with her 5 year old little brother, Caleb, and the next.. a sharp pain in her neck, then darkness.

The siblings awoke in some sort of makeshift science laboratory that looked like it had been built out of a shed.

The next three and a half years of Charlie's life were a blur of experiments and agony. From what she could gather, Holt was fascinated by the enhanced, he would do anything to figure out why they could do what they could do, how that could help him, etc etc. Charlie and her brother were the unfortunate guinea pigs for his tests.

Caleb was killed a year into it, experiment gone wrong, and maybe he was the lucky one. And then Charlie was alone, terrified.

She was fifteen when she finally escaped, by stealing some chemicals from the lab, dumping them onto Holt's face, and making a run for it.

She wandered for a while, having no idea where she was, what to do, where to go, etc. She eventually found her way into the city, and for a while she.. survived. She slept wherever she could, found food, used the public computers in the library to find out that not only had she been pronounced missing and then dead, but her parents had died sometime in her absence as well. She doubted it was an accident.

She was angry. She was alone, terrified, starving, but most of all she was so, so angry.

Eventually, she came across this sort of.. fight club, for enhanced people. It offered a pretty good pay for the simple act of going into a pit and beating the shit out of someone.. no rules, just entertainemnt for whatever sickos decided to check it out.

It wasn't perfect, but it was the best opportunity she had. So, Charlie signed up. Even though most of her opponents were twice her size, she was able to fight defensively and use her powers to her advantage.

She used this as her primary income for food and basic needs for a while, until she met Robyn.

He was also a fighter at this place, around her age. They met between matches, quickly becoming good friends. Good enough that they were eventually able to scrounge together enough money to get a tiny apartment together and enroll in school.

Charlie now works as a bartender at the Sine, a sports bar a little away from her college campus. She shares an apartment with Robyn while she works on a kinesiology degree.

‎‧₊˚✧ Links ✧˚₊‧

-> Tumblr tag

-> Character hub wiki

-> Pinterest board

‎‧₊˚✧ Tag List ✧˚₊‧

(ask to be added)

@corinneglass @sunflowerrosy @eon-tries-writing @lunesartsworld @ark-inkweaving @nykenima

[ominous-faechild]

CHARACTER INTRO:

FAERIE'S DAWN

NOVA “ME” FAE

(bitterly) “You can do it, too. Archfae aren't special. They just gatekeep knowledge, and pretend we're all lesser than them.”

“Hm. I don't much like that name, either...” - Nova “Me” Fae

One of the many fae born in the early days of the Reborn World, Nova woke up in a world of chaos and magic. The Faewildes permeated all of what would have otherwise been reality, leaving the world nothing but madness.

This—a rapidly, ever-changing world of danger and subjugation—is the world that Nova grew up in.

For much of their life, Nova had watched the rest of the world from afar. They'd used their magic to see without eyes, taking in the actions and consequences of others. They learned the rules of the world without putting themself on the line.

And then Nova dipped their toes into the water.

They joined the rest of the world, abandoning their old voyeuristic ways to experience things for themself.

And then deeply regretted their decision.

Life As “A Normal Faerie”

Not accepting the typical rules of the Faewildes—where weaker fae fall under the control of archfae stronger than themselves—Nova has run from archfaerie dominion to archfaerie dominion, struggling to find a place they feel at home.

And each and every time, they've done something wrong.

The archfae turn on them, attempting to kill them for their crimes.

And yet... Nova's still here today.

They've survived countless archfaerie attacks, escaping to live on another day... and run into the next.

So, with their terrible luck, will Nova ever find somewhere they feel safe?

Magic & Combat

Nova is vague about their faerie domain—presuming they know it at all.

Still, they have displayed an incredibly diverse range of abilities, including (but not limited to): seemingly-unbound teleportation, turning invisible, creating sound barriers, and creating protective shields of magic.

In combat, Nova most often uses a combination of teleportation, warping their surroundings, warping their own body, and physical barriers to avoid attacks and turn the terrain against their opponents.

Despite their great skill in combat, Nova hates fighting. If a fight would be any more difficult than them curbstomping their opponent, they often default to the ability given to all fae: will-breaking.

Like all fae, Nova is able to break the wills of their fellow faeries and then command them. However, instead of subjugating other fae under their will for the rest of time, Nova brainwashes their enemies into leaving them alone.

Overall, Nova has extreme skill over their inborn fae abilities, but purposely goes around with an underwhelming amount of essence (magical power) in order to fly under the radar.

... if only it worked nearly as often as they hoped it did.

Appearance

As a faerie and a shapeshifter, Nova can technically take on any form they want. However, they tend to stay in the form of a 4'8 (142 cm), androgynous humanoid faerie.

Nova physically appears to be 14, but the Faewildes are infamous for their space-time distortions and inconsistent rules. Due to this, even they are unaware of their exact age. However, when their time experienced is translated into our perception of years, Nova is approximately 16 years old.

Described to be a "surprisingly human-looking faerie", Nova has warm peach skin, an endless amount of plain brown freckles, sharp features, and a mess of long, curly ginger hair. For their fae features, they only have mothlike eyelashes, fawn-like legs, wooden hands and forearms, and stereotypical long, fae-tipped ears that move with their emotions.

Despite Nova's tendency to remain in that form, they shapeshift far more often than most fae, using it every time it's practical and/or convenient to do so. For example: they are frequently seen adjusting their height to be more intimidating, warping their body to work in impossible ways, and even growing massive butterfly wings in order to fly.

(Notably, Nova always wears a dark green, hooded cloak)

Personality & Motives

Nova is loud, crude, hyperactive, and childish. They've had very little significant interactions with others, and have instead spent a majority of their life watching others live their lives from afar or exploring the Vast Faewildes.

Nova is talkative, theatrical, and extravagant; and often uses dramatic gestures and magical effects to accentuate their speech. They constantly over-exaggerate and put their entire self into everything they do, making themself come off as extreme to others.

Still, despite their sociability, Nova is hyper-alert and paranoid. They're constantly prepared for anybody, everybody, and everything to suddenly turn around and try to attack them... and yet are still desperate for friendship. Although they refuse to admit it, Nova is extremely lonely, and is secretly searching for a place where they feel safe and loved.

To this end, Nova has been exploring the Faewildes almost aimlessly, mostly just doing the bare minimum to keep themself alive... until they came across two faeries in Kilrey.

Now, Nova has a new goal: to help Sky and Cloud find themselves a home, and to maybe finally form a friendship they never thought possible...

... just, not with Sky. He can go crawl into a hole and die. Or just shut up. Y'know, Nova doesn't really care, so long as he “just leaves them the fuck alone!”

(Except they do care... don't they?)

Name

Despite being referred to as Nova by the story, the faerie who claims “I'm just... Me.” has yet to pick their name. The name “Nova” was selected for poetic as well as symbolic reasons:

Nova, as in “new” (because they're a young faerie) (and... for other reasons 🙂)

Nova, like the “supernova” star (😉😉😉)

During Faerie's Dawn, “Nova” searches for a name for themself... as they simultaneously try to figure out who they are and want to be.

(Also, Nova is canonically genderfluid. Feel free to use any and all pronouns for them! ❤️)

Theme Song

With one desperate push His poor diaphragm forced out a plea He said: “One home burned down, one fell apart One met a flood, and one was nothing from the start Weapons built against me, well they all seem to fail But weapons built against my home They always will prevail “So leave me my liver and leave me my skin Leave me the way all those other homes did But leave me a soul, only by definition I don't want to feel anything “My neurons are snapping like cat gut strings A symphony of agony”

“Oh... it's time for us to part ways, huh...? Well, then... take care, I guess...”

Faerie's Dawn Taglist:

@honeybewrites @the-golden-comet @illarian-rambling @ashirisu @urnumber1star

@the-letterbox-archives @48lexr @aalinaaaaaa @thecomfywriter @an-indecisive-nerd

@seastarblue @rae-butter @teamarine777 @caffeinated-starsailor @oliolioxenfreewrites

@corinneglass @thebookishkiwi @storyteller-kara @themongosianhorse @theburningeyeofdawn

@notyourlocalworm @write-with-will @mildlybizarrecorvid @forgottenvalor @huewrite

@vesanal @differentnighttale @plip-plap-plop @olliedoesthings @pupculture

@princessuncertain @mythicalmagical-monkeyman @i-do-anything-but-write @a-zendrial

@real-fragments @lunauphternal @sullymarlowe @aalinaaaaaa (ask and ye shall be added)

divider by @thyming

[angelfevr]

I'M THINKING OF ENDING THINGS: WIP INTRO

also known as "i'm thinking of ending it all."

MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING FOR SUICIDE

"I'm Carrie Davis. Eighteen years old, senior at Fortuna High. And I killed myself. Let me tell you a story about how I unkilled myself."

(knife divider by adornedwithlight)

CHARACTERS

Carrie Davis: Our lovely protag. She/her, 18, white. She tried to commit suicide, but found herself upright in bed. For some reason, some people can see her, whilst others cannot. She is unable to control this ability, and it can sometimes make her feel weak. Like her mother, she's blunt and makes nihilistic observations of the world. Wears menhera and other alternative clothing.

Laura Davis: Carrie's mother. A nice woman, but doesn't sugarcoat the truth.

(more chars coming soon bc im literally pantsing this story LMAO)

BEFORE YOU GO

moodboard

main tag

[tmnt-inverse]

TMNT: INVERSE - LEO INTRO STORYBOARD (audio on!)

Video Transcript Leo: My name is Leonardo, and I'm the cool leader in blue. Being the eldest is hard... sometimes I feel more like a mother than a sibling. But either way, it's up to me to lead the team, and I'm more than happy to do it! Anyways, feel free to ask me, my brothers and my sensei any questions you'd like!

---

TMNT: Inverse is a fully animated series in progress, and this is one of our intro storyboards!

Introducing Leo, she is voiced by our amazing voice actor jsasking1115 on Youtube, and storyboarded by our incredible artist sealbatross on Youtube.

If you have any questions send us an ask! You can also check out our pinned post for more info on the project!

[ink-flavored]

“Choice? You don’t get a choice. When I want something, I take it.”

CHARACTER INTRO: PRIDE & JUSTICE Name: Lust Pronouns: it/its Being: Demon Stock photos from Unsplash and Pexels

Background:

There was once an angel in the halls of Heaven, a beautiful porcelain doll. The winged doll was Temperance, guardian of self-restraint and moderation, never taking or expecting more than necessary. As one of God’s loyal followers, the Angel of Temperance never strayed from His path, despite the many times it wondered what lay beyond His teachings. It watched quietly from Heaven as the humans below on the Earth acted in extremes and indulgences. Precious few of them were as disciplined as the angelic doll, often taking more than they could possibly need, all for the sake of their wants. The other angels spoke of human folly, their foolish actions and sins. Temperance disagreed, but kept its restraint.

The longer it watched the humans do and take whatever they pleased, the greater its resentment towards its position grew. Why should Temperance be made to accept scraps with grace? Why should a servant of God be barred from doing whatever it wished? Why should such lowly creatures be given the freedom that God Himself enjoyed—when all His angels were collared by rules and leashed by threats of punishment?

It wasn’t long before the porcelain cracked.

When Temperance’s wings were shattered off its body and its halo broken to create the horns that split its face down the middle of each eye, it was pushed off the edge of Heaven and into Hell. A hurtling ball of fire, the trail of smoke coming off its body burned a thorny tail into its back. There, the fragile porcelain of its body boiled and melted until it became hard and flexible plastic. From the bubbling pits, a new doll emerged, with articulated limbs and naked with want. Its name was Lust, and it had no more cause for restraint, control, or moderation.

And still, after all that, it still found itself waiting around for the whims of others.

Limply draped across an awkward arrangement of cracked stone, Lust waited. The screams of the damned and screeches of demons battling serenaded it in the distance. Black smoke from the pits of endlessly raging fire choked what could be called “air”, the ground itself more akin to hot coals than any kind of rock. Once, it was horrified to call this new place its home, and escaped to Earth as often as it could. Now, it was just bored. Hell was neither charming nor interesting nor despicable. Lust didn’t want it, so it meant nothing at all.

The one thing it did want was sure taking its sweet time getting back. It twitched its articulated fingers to drum arrhythmically on the rock beneath it. Everything was boring. Everything took too long. Lust paid well for this arrangement and expected it to be taken care of quickly.

Then, finally, a swarm of insects buzzed near. Dozens, maybe hundreds of them, nearly as dense as the thick clouds of smoke, all moving in perfect formation. Lust jerked upright, creaking slightly.

“Took you long enough,” it said.

The bugs clumped together into a tall silhouette, and in a flash, a demon appeared in their place—Envy. Unfortunately.

“Well, I’m so fucking sorry for doing you a favor,” she snapped, clicking her tongue in an exceptionally annoying way.

“It’s not a favor. You signed a contract.”

“Ugh, whatever.” She sat into her hip, checking her perfect nails. “Oh, speaking of that contract, I don’t really want to meet up with Greed anymore, so you can call that part off. I mean, he won’t even text me back, even though I know he’s reading them, so what the fuck ever, right? But I hate to owe you another one, so actually do keep that part in, and tell him—”

“My information, Envy,” Lust interrupted, very close to snapping her neck. “Did you find him?”

Envy rolled her eyes, tossing her effortless blonde curls. “I didn’t see him, but those rumors weren’t entirely bullshit. He was in Heaven, he escaped, he’s on Earth now.”

Lust sank back into its seat. “Interesting.”

“That’s not even the best part.” She smirked, but bitterness clouded her eyes. “I hear he took an angel with him.”

“What?”

“That’s just what I heard! Apparently, some of the higher-ups are freaking out about it.” She clicked her tongue again, planting her fists on her hips. “Not that it even fucking matters, right? What kind of idiot would get Heaven on his ass by snatching an angel? Like, that’s not even a big deal. Who cares?”

Tired of listening, Lust twitched its hand at the wrist. “I’ll consider our terms met, you can go.”

She wasn’t listening. “I mean, I could totally catch an angel if I wanted to. It’s not even that hard. Ugh, I bet he thinks he’s better than all of us now, just because—”

“Goodbye, Envy. Leave.”

Envy snapped her mouth shut. With a haughty little hmph! she turned on her heel and burst into a swarm of insects again. Only when the buzzing faded to silence did Lust truly relax… and start to think.

When Pride screamed that he was “really leaving” this time, Lust could have laughed in his face. How many times had he declared something was the last straw before crawling back in spite of it? Lust never took him seriously—about this, or anything at all—but he’d been missing longer than ever. And that’s when it started to get annoyed.

Rumors floated down from the pearly white clouds that he’d been thrown in one of Heaven’s cells. It served him right, thinking his ego was a big enough shield to get him through the gates unscathed. But now this? He was on Earth now—he hated Earth. And with an angel? That was uncalled for.

Lust tapped on the stone again, thorned tail flicking. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

No matter how much he tried to deny it, Pride was a pitiful demon. He tried with all his might to pretend he was independent and special, he turned up his nose at anything he deemed beneath him. But Lust knew the truth—his armor cracked under the slightest pressure. He turned into a sniveling wimp when given the promise of someone’s undivided attention. Lust’s body was literally built for that, and it was hilariously easy to catch him out.

And they both got used to it. Lust was always ready when he needed to feel better about himself for a few minutes, and it was more than a rush to know he would always come back. It didn’t like Pride, not by a long shot, but he was so… malleable. He gave Lust what it wanted without even knowing he was doing it. Showing up, fucking out his feelings, yelling at each other, leaving, coming back, the endless cycle again and again—it was effortless for Lust to set him up. Like a wind-up doll himself, Pride could be twisted up and set loose, always slowing to a stop when he needed another kick.

But he hadn’t this time. Lust sat around waiting for him to come to his senses, realize how stupid he was being, but no. It seemed he’d rather be up where the humans were than where he really belonged.

Lust wasn’t an idiot. It knew Pride hated him, but they both knew he came back so often because he was too broken to find someone else to put up with him. And Lust knew it wouldn’t find a better wind-up doll than him. They were both too cracked to be glued back together. Two awkward, broken pieces of a puzzle that didn’t need them anymore. Pride wouldn’t be able to escape that, no matter how far he ran.

Plastic body creaking to life, Lust lurched off its stone seat. Things were boring without Pride here to toy with. It was antsy, angry, desperate for something to spend its time doing, but nothing was enough. Lust wanted things to be back to how they should be, whether Pride liked it or not. it shuffled along the hot coals, seething that he thought he could just leave and get away with it.

Honestly, Pride was too pathetic to be on his own. He’d never last on Earth, not even with his angelic shield. And if he thought he had a chance, well…

Lust would remind him who he belonged to.