#I don't think I can tag her other alias if I want this post to be found lmao

[somethingmissingthiswaycomes]

Making a compilation of all of Shlabethany/Shoebox/Bitch Riggins's bits in The Adventure Zone Steeplechase because SOMEONE has to.

[nardo-headcanons]

Hey my dear mutual! Another super stupid and weird request coming, so, please, feel totally free to ignore completely if you want, really. So, let's say instead of a criminal organization, the Akatsuki are actually a lab team. Which would be their roles, their work focus or their research topics? How would they behave at work with each other or, I don't know, whatever you can think of. Inspired by your agar plates post, by the way, hahahaha

Hello Sasuke, my dear. Don't call your asks weird, I love how creative they are! If anyone wants to write a fic about this please TAG me!

Big thanks to @the-real-sasuke-uchiha for requesting!

The Akatsuki in a modern research lab AU

Akatsuki Labs, Inc. No one knows what they're actually researching, and how they get their funding, however everyone hires them, they're incredibly popular with institutions and businesses alike...

Deidara is a lab rookie who is still at the beginning of his study. He went to a scientific high school and an absolute ace at chemistry. Besides studying chemistry, his other major is pyrotechnical engineering. He blows shit up on the regular and even adds copper sulphate to fires when he is the one supposed to put them out. He frequently steals minerals from the lab to use them for his pottery projects. And yes, he knows how to make meth.

Hidan is on his way to become a neurologist. He is fascinated by the way the nervous system works (especially while processing pain) and has the ego of a neurosurgeon twice his age. However he is regularly asked for a second opinion because he knows his shit. He's pretty popular with the ladies due to his confidence, however many of them are freaked out when they find out what a huge masochist he is.

I've never seen Itachi as a huge stem guy, but I've actually had a discussion about this with my dear moots @pet-plasma-bubble and @suki91 and came to the conclusion that he's either a plant biologist or studies medicine because he's one of these kids with a chronic and/or underdiagnosed illness going into medicine to make a change. Plant biologist!Itachi regularly talks to his plants when no one is looking and he gives them names as well. He doesn't really care much for the actual lab work and prefers to take care of the plants in the different lab greenhouses. Med student!Itachi is one of these anatomy girlies who draw their stuff in fancy colors and actually enjoy studying human anatomy.

Kakuzu is a senior scientist/professor who initially studied pharmacology/pharmacy to save many lives and prolong the lives of millions, but eventually got disillusioned and sold his soul to the pharma industry. He should technically be retired now, but he joined the Akatsuki labs inc to make some money on the side.

Kisame started out as a marine biologist specializing in shark research, however, seeing these beautiful, innocent creatures get bastardized by Hollywood and pollution made him apply to Akatsuki labs inc to help find solutions to the current crises caused by humanity. During his free time, he volunteers in a dolphin rehabilitation center.

Konan is the cofounder of Akatsuki labs inc, everyone respects her and even looks up to her. Once a brilliant scientist in the field of engineering, she got tired of how male dominated it was and how her male colleagues kept getting the credit for her ideas. She frequently holds lab courses for young girls interested going into the scientific field.

Nagato is the Akatsuki labs founder, and rarely seen in the lab. He has made himself a name in the field of robotics by inventing the Shurado robotics system which helps millions of automated machines run to this day. Rarely seen in the lab, he communicated with his employees via his Pain Alias Email. though to be fair, Konan writes most of these emails for him; she's the only one regularly talking to him face-to-face.

Orochimaru is a geneticist and biochemist, his focus being finding ways to avoid cellular decay, as well as the human genome and anti aging research. His parents are academics as well and he lived up to their expectations to the fullest. He has his own skincare formula which keeps him looking snatched at all times. Given the rumors about several scientific ethical code violations, everyone is kinda scared of him except for his personal lab tech, Kabuto.

Sasori is a renowed mortician who's also very interested in histology. His preparation techniques are unmatched and he even invented new preparation- and histological staining methods, which are called "Red Sand" and "Red Technique", respectively. He often gets into fights with Kakuzu about his microtome collection being unnecessarily expensive.

Tobi is the Akatsuki labs CEO cosplaying as a clueless intern that always steals from the candy bowl in the waiting room. In reality, he has a PHD in physics, his thesis being about rifts in space time and interdimensional interactions, however all of his papers are published under an alias. He has a soft spot for Deidara and refuses to fire him despite the latter's frequent "accidents".

Zetsu is a biological anthropologist fascinated by human evolution and human behavior. Some think even his colleagues are subjects of his studies. Some people say he's two-faced, but he is very chatty and inquisitive most of the time. He volunteered to have Itachi's venus fly traps in his office and can sometimes be seen feeding them dead flies or mosquitoes.

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# 𝙼1𝙱𝙾 , an independent , selective   &   crossover friendly RP blog for DND oc  𝙼𝚒𝚋𝚘 [ 𝙶𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚘𝚝 𝙸𝙸 ]   —   an autognome artificer, left behind / forgotten / fortunately spared (?) , Mun   &   Muse +25 , mined by Fungi [ she/her; they/them ]  , heavy topics, gore ,  personals DNI

Mibo has no set pronouns. I am inconsistent with those. Preferably It/Its ; They/Them

Follows back from @bloodyarn 

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RULES:

[ Hey, I'm Fungi [she/her], 25 years old and living in Germany. [GMT+1] ]

⚙︎ Mun ≠ Muse ; I think that much is clear. Any statements that come up ic are not specifically my own. ⚙︎ No God modding ; Small liberties like change of scene and such are totally fine and do not have to be discussed. You can hurt them, shove them or whatever, just keep in mind that my muse will react accordingly. Do not assume reactions and write my muses actions. ⚙︎ Feel free to continue asks! I will be the last one turning one down. ♥ ⚙︎ You can always message me for plotting or headcanons if we are mutuals. ; However, I prefer if things play out naturally. We do not necessarily have to plot out every thread till the end. I am more than happy writing and see how things develop. ⚙︎ You can always send a starter, no need to ask! ; Again, if we are mutuals. Same goes for sending me rp prompts to my inbox, memes or whatnot. You are also free to tag me in dashgames! ⚙︎ OC friendly of course. Just be sure to have a little bit of information ready and visible on your blog so I can look it up before we interact. We stan OCs in this household. ⚙︎ Post trimming. ; I use XKit Rewritten to trim my posts. It is not a MUST but I would be thankful if you have a way to trim your posts. Just to keep it nice and clean on the dash. Other than that, I use the usual small text, cursive and bold text edits. You do not have to match my writing or editing style, as soon as everything is nicely readable. ⚙︎ Shipping: Wow, you want to . . . Like, with a robot ? Mibo is not exactly capable of recognizing feelings, they are a machine, after all. But they sure can act protective if that counts. Then again, I am a huge sucker for ships. If said thing happens, keep in mind Mibo is multiship, means that every ship takes place in its own universe. I do have to see chemistry between muses tho, let it be through rp or just nerding about them. ⚙︎ No racism, homophobia, transphobia and so on. Don’t be an ass. I can definitely tolerate ic biased opinions on that in threads, just don't bring it into the real world.

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ABOUT:

   Basics:

Name: Mining Bot 002 [ Mibo] Nickname/Alias: (none yet, give them one) Age: +100 years Date of Birth : 11th October Gender & Pronouns: no gender [ It/Its ; They/Them ; more leaning towards male pronouns, but any are fine ] Orientation: just wants to dig and mine, man. Race: autognome Nationality: theskian Class: artificer (armorer)

    Appearance:

Height: 350 cm / 11'4" Skin: washed out gold/ brass Eyes: black Scars: various scratches on its surface, hints of oxidation Other: /

[idv-ask-the-showman]

{Flynn Event}

Unexpected Guest - Part 1

Is about time Flynn face the consequences of his past actions, would it go smoothly or would go downhill?

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In this event you can tag along with Flynn and the others in their match with the new hunter and maybe even help him! But put in mind their is a fixed ending to it so your actions wouldn’t really effect how the story end.

I will be posting the second part hopefully soon ;)

I wrote this as fast as I could so it may not be too good or detailed but I hope ya guys wouldn't mind🙏

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{Characters featured}

Flynn Smith

Angel Drew - @idv-artists-trio

Samantha Robles - @idv-askchaoticduo

Rue - @voidtwins

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Flynn was heading to the waiting room for an upcoming match that he was assigned to for the day. He had an uneasy feeling about it and wanted to back out, but he thought he might be overthinking it. Perhaps he was just worried about the new hunter?

He pulls out the notebook he uses to write down the matches he has for the day and flips through the pages until he finds the one he is about to take part in. He starts to reread the information about the match:

Time Of The Match - 1:30 PM

The Map - Darkwood

Teammates - The Candy Dealer - The Servant - The Tailor

Hunter - “Past”

“Are the hunters slowly running out of ideas for their alias names?”

Flynn mumbled to himself, wondering since when they had a new hunter? He usually expects his brother to inform him about any new hunters joining the games, so it's surprising he didn't hear about this one… Maybe his Phineas didn't know either? ugh, he probably just overthinking it and is not even that important, he should focus on getting ready for the match instead, as he's already made it to the waiting room.

When he entered the waiting room, he saw that the other teammates had arrived before him. He put on a smile, greeted them all, and sat in his seat, chatting with his friend Sam while waiting for the match to begin.

It didn't take long before Samantha noticed Flynn's odd behavior, though.

“Flynn, how about you cut the act?”

“Huh??”

“I can easily tell your are forcing a smile more than usual, it painfully weird to look at -3-”

“Wow okay miss detective, sorry for trying to stay positive, dame”

“Just what is bothering you now? Better not let it get in the way of us winning the match.”

“Is nothing serious, so don't worry… I just have this uneasy feeling towards the new hunter we're going to face, that's all.”

That is when Rue suddenly joined the conversation and said “you mean Past?"

The two teenagers looked at her while Flynn answered “y-yeah… wait, Rue! Exe is a hunter right? Has he told you anything about Past? My brother didn’t and I do not think he even knew about them”

Rue shakes her head “No. I do not believe that the new hunters take their time to talk to anyone because of how little they know about them…”

“I see…”

This is when Angel joined the conversation “If you're worried about the new hunter, why not try to avoid them as much as possible during the match? You can stick right beside me if it makes you feel safer ^^”

Flynn waves his hand as if to deny Angel’s offer “n-no! It’s alright really! It's not like I am afraid, I was just concerned that’s all.”

Flynn didn't want to alarm or inconvenience the others, so he decided to set aside the topic until the match actually started.

As the match was about to start, the hunter suddenly decided to visit the survivor on their side of the waiting room. The hunter appeared behind them, placed his arms on the chairs, and looked at them with a huge smirk, especially towards Flynn.

Flynn's face showed such a shocked expression… there is no way… he knows this hunter… this guy is… The Private Detective he murder years ago!

Before Flynn or the Hunter can say anything to each other, the match starts and everyone is immediately teleported to the map.

When Flynn spawned on the map, he stood there for a while, not moving, with a serious expression on his face. He sighed and took out one of his daggers, then started to walk forward… This can only end badly.

To Be Continued…

[aurorarosesposts]

Double Face (Detective Conan)

Hello everyone!!! It's been a long ass time since I've posted some original post! But you know I'm alive thanks to my consent rebloging lol. As the title suggest, this is a Detective Conan fanfic that I've wrote and I wish to share it with you to see what you think! For those who don't know, Detective Conan is about a teenage boy name Shinichi Kudo transforming into a child with the alias Conan Edogawa. I really recommend you all check the manga out if you haven't already!

However, this fic isn't about the main character, but Kogoro Mouri, father of Shinichi's love interest, Ran Mouri. He's portrayed as a lousy detective, but it is canon that he's a skilled marksman. Now how skill? Idk but that's what fanfic are for!

Now this is getting pretty long, so I'll be placing my thoughts and inspiration at the end, hope you enjoyed!

Edit: Almost forgot, if this is too OOC sorry!

Premise:

Conan Edogawa was tagging along for a case with Kogoro Mouri when things got out of control. Now in a hostage situation, Conan was going to help when Kogoro pulled out a gun and wiped the floor with a bullet to spared.

Sometimes Conan forgets that Korogo was a cop in his youth.

Now that Conan thinks about it, Hibari wasn't lying about his luck. It's like the fates themselves are having a blast at tormenting him.

In a dimly lit warehouse, tension hung heavy in the air as he and Kogoro Mouri found themselves ensnared in a perilous hostage situation.

It all started when Conan decided to tagged along with the lousy detective to another case in Osaka that he was working on, and since Ran wasn't home for a girl's night out, Conan was itching to solved a case. But this case was a little different then the other cases that the detective -- mostly Conan -- worked on.

Said case was about a missing woman who was married off to a rich family. The husband wanted Kogoro to find her but the man's mother thinks she staged all of this to get the ransome money and run away with who the old lady suspected to be the missing woman's side lover. Just a typical case, right?

Well, the older woman was right, but what everyone didn't expect was the side lover being a gang leader of a notorious gang in Osaka disguised as a gardener in the manor where the family lived. Seeing that the gigs is up, the leader and his  gang took the family and the two detectives as hostages and drived them to a empty warehouse were we are now. With the missing woman laying dead beneath them, having be used as a pawn for the gang's schemes.

The quite ticking of his watch seemed to echo the urgency of the predicament they got themselves into. Conan can hear sirens from outside, the cops are already on the scene; the gang weren't very subtle in kidnapping them. The boy could hear the exchange between the detectives outside and the captors. He could hear the voice of Heizo Hattori, the chief of the Osaka Police Department, on the other side.

Now, Conan was glad that he didn't invite Heiji into the investigation, knowing what he knows now, the gang members would certainly put two and two together about Heiji Hattori. Conan wouldn't want to put him in that sort of danger, even if Heiji could take care of himself.

Although a strategist, Conan felt the weight of the situation pressing upon him. He can't seem to find a way to get everyone to safety without any bloodshed. There's at least five gang members acting as guards around them and two at the entrance; one of them strangely has an empty gun holder that he somehow doesn't seemed to notice.

All of them are at the middle of the warehouse, seating on chairs. Some of the more restless hostages, like the old lady, were tied with ropes but most are freed from binding, but are too sacred to do anything; both he and Kogoro were not tied. There are boxes at the back of the warehouse, but it's too far away for any of them to go without immediately getting spotted.

Even if they can, Conan can't risked it, and as the shouting outside get louder, the Detective of The East was racing against time to find a solution before they all ended up like the poor woman underneath their feets. The captors were growing increasingly agitated, and the hostages were trembling in fear. One gang member eventually put a gun on the dead woman's husband's head, much to the horror of the hostages, having been fed up with all the waiting.

In a desperate bid to buy time, Conan discreetly signaled to Kogoro, who was beside him, hoping to convey a plan with him without alerting the perpetrators. He may be lazy, but Conan knows Kogoro is just smart enough to created a distraction.

However, much to Conan's surprise, Kogoro's usually drowsy eyes gleamed with a resolute focus. Now that he thought about it, the little detective never heard anything from the lazy detective this whole time during the ride here.

Both of their eyes met; Kogoro bends down a little, making sure no one notice but him and said, "Get them to safety."

In one swift, unexpected motion, Kogoro reached into his coat and pulled out a concealed handgun. The metallic click as he loaded a cilp into the gun resonated through the warehouse, silencing the room.

Time seemed to freeze as the man that Conan once knew, with a calm demeanor that defied his typical boisterouness, took aim with precision. A single shot echoed, hitting a lamp perilously close above one of the guard at the entrence and raining down glass shards to said guard.

One hit his eye and he screams.

The room erupted in chaos as Kogoro's unexpected display of marksmanship left everyone stunned. Stunned enough that the once lazy detective kicked down the gang member that was holding a gun on the husband's head. With another swift kick, he took down another trying to shoot at him.

Conan, momentarily taken aback, shakes off his shock and focus on taking the hostages to the boxes for cover. It's not ideal, but with bullets flying by, it's better to be here then the open.

Getting the granny out of her binds, all of them took shelter behind the boxes. With a peak, Conan could see the cold determination behind Kogoro's eyes as he mercilessly took down eche and every one of the guard with eased. The once sluggish detective had unleashed a dormant expertise that transformed the dire situation into their favour. As the hostage-takers were struggling to even get a shot on him, Kogoro maintained his unwavering composure. Conan took covered as a stray bullet passed by. Screams of pain echoed through the walls, then silence.

After everything became quite, Conan and the others were left speechless as they peek their heads out to look at the aftermath.

Kogoro was left standing on the spot where they used to be, gun still in hand, with all seven bodies of the the captors on the floor. They're mostly alive, with some groaning in pain, but none are bleading much, meaning Kogoro didn't directly shoot at them. The detective himself was unharmed; not a single strach on him at all. In fact, the guy didn't even break a sweat!

Looking at his face, Kogoro's face was expressionless; eyes dulled and cold, like he's not in his right mind right now. He didn't hit his head, did he?

Before Conan can called Kogoro out, the doors to the warehouse swung open. But instead of the cops like Conan had hoped, it was the gang leader; Heiji Hattori in his right arm, with a gun on the other, pointing straight at his head.

Shit, he should have known Heiji would get himself involved.

"Wha- You! What have you done with my men?!" The gang leader was enraged, with cops behind them, pointing their guns at him, and a very pissed off chief of the Osaka Police Department ready to strike, he's been pushed to a tight corner. Both of his commanders were right besides him, guns drawn, ready to strike as well.

Conan knows that one wrong move on both sides would make Heiji's head paint the walls.

It was tensed, both parties were waiting on an order; Except Kogoro Mouri. Composed and silent, he look at the gang leader straight in the eyes, fearless at the man. Conan couldn't see Kogoro's face as turned his back on the hostages, but the little detective an clearly see the red face of the gang leader and the uncertain looks of his commanders. The policemen were uneasy with the situation as well. Heizo looks ready to attack, but his partner, Ginshiro Toyama, stops him. Heiji looks uncomfortable, looking directly towards Conan liked a puppy looking for answers, before a gunshot rang out.

Before anyone could react, the ringleader was punched right in the face by Kogoro, knocking both Heiji out of his grasps and himself. With inhuman speed, Kogoro took aim and shot at one of the commander's hand, making him dropped his gun before being kicked at the stomach and grabbing him by the shirt before literally throwing the man at the other commander.

In less then a minute, Kogoro had wiped the floor with swift and persistence that everyone was left baffled.

Kogoro, eyeing the down leader, rised the gun he was holding. This alarmed Conan and the leading investigators; Ginshiro stepped forward, being the closest, going into position if needed. Conan ran towards the red and blue lights, but not before checking on Heiji to see if he was okay.

To their relief, Kogoro instead unclipped the gun. Emptying the clip, only a single bullet fell out; He had almost emptied out the cilp.

Heizo Hattori and Kogoro Mouri locked eyes with each other for a moment, before the chief turned away and barked orders to the officers. As if breaking a trance, the officers scramble to move and followed the orders given. Ginshiro took the gun from Kogoro's hands before adding as evidence and leaving to helped with the hostages.

With the immediate threat now neutralized, Conan and Kogoro coordinated with the authorities to secure the scene and apprehend the criminals. Conan knows that Kogoro was out of it, having had an adrenaline-fueled ordeal just a half an hour ago; finally tiredness seems to seeped in the old detective's body.

Maybe that's why Heiji invinted them to stay at his place for the night -- and totally not because he was a bit gulity for letting things get out of hand -- and his father even agreed with it, telling them that he'll let some officers to grabbed their stuff from the manor that they were staying at.

Now in the car with the Heiji and Conan in the backseat and the two adults at the front, having done with the investigation, the young Osaka asked a question that was currently plaguing the young detective's mind, "Hey old man, when did ya get so good with guns? Never seen ya talked about it before."

Kogoro was in the passenger's seat, head against the window as he sighed, as if knowing what's about to happened, "I was in the police force, you know."

"Yeah, but I never seen skills like you do before, what gives?"

"... I was the top of my class, in the force. Once landing every single shot in the middle during training."

"You must be really lucky that time," They could barely heard the mumbled from the tired man, "What was that?"

"... It wasn't once... It was every shooting training," The car went into a stop, having stopped at a traffic light. Heizo Hattori side eye the man besides him; the boys at the back were bugging their eyes out, "Every- Wait, you're telling me ya never missed a shot? Like ever??"

"Well, if you don't count the time that a friend of mine distracted me and made me miss my shot, then yeah, I've never missed once."

"Wait," Conan was now intrested, "Were you at the top of every class?"

"Not everything, but most of the physically ones, yeah, I was at top most of the time," The boys were ecstatic, this was the first time the man talked about his past in the force. As the car starts moving again, the boys started to asks more questions, and Kogoro was more then happy to answered them. Until one of them asked why he'd quit. Suddenly, the once animated Kogoro became deadly silent, and the boys knew they screwed up.

Heizo, who was listening in asked what's wrong; Kogoro just gave a straind smile to him before speaking up.

"It's... It's a long story, something I'm not comfortable talking about," He said. Conan automatically asked, "Is it about Ran-neesan?" He was swiftly hit in the head by Heiji, "Now's not times for ya interrogation, Kudo," The Osaka quietly hissed. But Kogoro laughed, grabbing the two youngsters' attention.

"No, it isn't about Ran, maybe," Kogoro placed his head against the window again, "It's one of many reason why I left, but not the main one, and no, It's definitely not about Eri either," He added, ending the conversation then and there.

Both detectives of east and west decide not to pushed it any further, if the glaring from Heiji's father were anything to go by, -- 'As if he wasn't interested in it too,' Heiji huffed -- but the mood wasn't all lost. They have some small talk from time to time. Even so, their interests peaked; They're detectives, after all, and after everything that has happened, both boys wanted to know about Kogoro's past achievements that made into the man they saw hours ago; from a jolly man to a cold and calculating one in the blink of an eye.

And Kogoro knew this very well, as he continues to listen in. It's only a matter of time before they do. All he's asking is that they won't make a fuss about it.

The last thing he needs is to be put on the papers again for that.

--- Fin ---

And that's it folks! I hope you like it!! You know, I was inspired by a fic I've read in the past at ao3. The story was about Kogoro using Akai's (one of the supporting characters -- he's an FBI agent) shoulder to shoot with a rifle hidden in a bouquet of flowers. I thought it was so cool at the time and made me fall in love with the character! Sadly, that's all I remember, but no matter what I've tried, I can't seem to find it anywhere! I don't even remember the name, which suck! If you know what I'm talking about, pls give a link to it, I really wanna read it again!

Now I believe that's all from me. Hope you like it and have a great day!!!

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Born to "Hiiiiii :3" forced to "What's up" (about me post)

About me page I'm so nervooouussd

I very much wanted to post things for fun and figured I would do it on Tumblr since it seems like a chill place where likes and follows don't matter and also my friends and family (which I'm not out to yet) follow me on every single social media and I do not want them stalking me when I post about who knows what

That being said, I do not come from the golden age of Tumblr or any age really but I do watch Strange Æons religiously so I'm not completely clueless ig, but if I break some sort of unspoken rule it wasn't me

All that unnecessary text aside, hi, my name is Kristian (although that name is not set in stone because I'm indecisive just trans things am I right) and I go by Kris, but you can also call me Hammerhead or Moonshine/Moon

I am a digital artist and have been drawing for like forever and my dream is to one day turn the story I'm currently working on into a visual novel/webcomic

(edit:) I'm sorry if I don't reblog a ton of posts, I know some people view not reposting posts as rude but it's just that I'm not used to being on social media that has a repost feature so I don't have the reflex to repost things

I'm queer and also transmasc <3

(also edit:) sorry if I don't respond to your comments complementing my art, it's just that I get nervous/don't know what to respond with, I assure you the complements are very appreciated and people who like/comment on/reblog my art have a special place in my heart

(also also edit) you can tag me in "tag x people" and tag chains and stuff but I probably won't continue the chain as I probably don't have enough people I would comfortably tag and even in that "would comfortably tag" group I am probably still too shy to tag them, and one or more of those people in that group are usually the ones that tagged me in the first place so it's not really like I could tag the person that tagged me in the tag chain??? Is anything I'm saying making sense???

My current fixations/ the fandoms I'm in are:

Redacted Audio (proud Cutie, Vega n Christian apologist RAAAAHHHHH 🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅/j)(also proud Lasko stan and 7eleven trio shipper)

Bungou stray dogs (biggest Sigma stan)

MHA (although I'm kind of out of it, I'm mostly just silently keeping up with the manga but I am still kinda obsessed with mha ocs) (if you hate mha ocs or really any fan ocs DNI because I have like 40 of them) (no I am not a 30 yr. old woman shipping her self insert with Bakugo leave me alone)

Don't hug me I'm scared (not rlly in the fandom)

Chainsaw man (not rlly in the fandom)

Fear and Hunger aka Funger and Gunger (I can't say I'm really in the fandom and can't say I'm that involved into the game it's too big brain for me so I just observe it from afar and laugh at the memes)

DNI lists are kinda useless but racism, sexism, abelism, homophobia, transphobia, xenophobia ect is not tolerated here but also like if you're one of those people who are really ticked off when they see a minor talking about NSFW stuff and act all wise sage I suggest you DNI because I assure you your rambling and skull emojis are not going to prevent me from developing hypersexuality, you are like 11 years late to that my friend (or if you're just uncomfortable hearing a minor talk about nsfw that's cool too)

And also fuck off if you think sexualizing minors (fictional or not) is okay

This is a xenopronouns/neopronouns, xenogender, furry, therian safe space, I really don't judge

I think this goes without saying but cringe culture is dead, if you get pissy about things being cringy please don't come to the person who's internet alias is literally a Penelope Scott song, other alias is a reference to a gay ship from my hero academia and the person who named themselves "Kristian" because they thought that naming themselves (the atheist) a name that means "God's follower" was hilarious, but again this is tumblr so I expect most people here are cringelords

Anyways, fuck you Adam you can go suck my long horse weewee, Moon x supremacy always

Also if I tell anyone to kts I was just joking PLEASE

[aquaticptato]

Hey taters n' skaters! You can call me Tato (online alias for safety :P) and my pronouns are she/her!

This blog will be more for lurking than for posts, but if you want to occasionally see some random content that follows my hyperactive brain, feel free to stick around! I'm in lots of fandoms, but at the same time it feels like none at all, lmao.

Intro and Navigation! ✨

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Lil bit about me 🥔

🩵Tato

💙17

🩵She/Her

💙Biromantic, Asexual

🩵AuDHD

💙Roman Catholic ✝️(don't worry, not the kind who hates everyone and tries to force conversion. That's actually entirely what Jesus is against.)

🩵Favorite color: Any variation of blue!

💙Favorite food: Potatoes in their many forms (though some require bacon and cheese to be worthy)

🩵Favorite pastimes: Drawing, reading, writing random music that pop into my head, petting animals, playing Minecraft, watching shows

💙Music Taste: All over the place lol. Some of my favorite artists include:

Alan Walker

mididuck

Set It Off

Stessie

Sasha Alex Sloan

Hatsune Miku

Being Me The Horizon

{The Hazbin Hotel soundtrack}

LongestSoloEver

Lolirock

I Prevail

Motionless In White

Magnolia Park

Shawn Mendes

DJVI

Waterflame

Duolingo

C418

TheFatRat

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🥔Fandom Masterlist🥔

🍟Artwork Masterlist🍟

Tags for navigating my blog:

#tato shut yo bitch ass up - random thoughts and rambles

#tato reblogs art - reblogged art and fics (writing is a form of art that's why fics are included)

#whoa tato made something - my original work!!

#tahahato- memes/shitposts/humor I reblog

#tato dispenses knowledge- answering asks

#serious topic- serious things.

And of course, there will be fandom tags.

HOWEVER- I am too lazy BUSY to go edit the tags in all the stuff I've already posted/reblogged (cause it's a LOT). So anytime I edit my tag system, womp womp. Anything I posted before is still the same tags or lack thereof. Sorry, yes, confusing.

And for posts that date back to before I changed my alias to Tato, the tags are:

#aqua shut yo bitch ass up

#aqua reblogs art

#whoa aqua made something

#hahaqua

(no ask tag)

Next, VERY IMPORTANT thing:

💥⚠️DNI LIST⚠️💥

DO NOT under ANY CIRCUMSTANCES interact with my blog if any of the following applies to you.

🚫 You support the Israeli government (and the complicit countries such as U.S. of Ass) in the genocide of Palestine (NOTE: THIS DOES NOT MEAN NO JEWS OR ISRAELIS ARE ALLOWED. BUT IF YOU TRULY BELIEVE THAT THE GOVERNMENT IS DOING THE RIGHT THING BY MASSACRING THE INNOCENT, FUCK OFF.)

🚫You support Russia in the invasion and massacres of Ukraine

🚫 You are homophobic

🚫You are transphobic

🚫You are biphobic

🚫You are aphobic

🚫You support J. K. Rowling (Harry Potter fans welcome, we can separate art from artist.)

🚫You are antisemitic

🚫You are anti-Muslim

🚫You discriminate based on any other religion or lack thereof

🚫You believe that your religion gives you the right to abuse others in the name of "preaching the truth"

🚫You are racist/xenophobic

🚫 You're a Trump supporter

🚫You are a ped*ph*le (M.A.P. IS NOT A VALID QUEER IDENTITY AND NEVER WILL BE, YOU CREEPS)

🚫You are a proshipper (INC*ST, PED*PH*LIA, AND R*PE ARE NOT OKAY, EVEN IN FICTION. THEIR REPRESENTATION IN FICTION SHOULD ONLY BE PORTRAYED AS NEGATIVE AND BE FOR THE PURPOSE OF EDUCATION ON SURVIVORS' STRUGGLES)

🚫You ship things that erase hard-earned canon representation (i.e. shipping Amity Blight with Hunter when Amity is a canon lesbian and Dana Terrace fought hard to include that rep)

🚫You are a zooph*le

🚫You DISCRIMINATE AGAINST ALL FURRIES AND THERIANS BECAUSE YOU ASSUME THEY ARE ALL ZOOPH*LES (THEY ARE NOT)

🚫You think abortion is not necessary healthcare or a human right

🚫You think gun reform is a stupid idea (SAY IT TO MY FACE, I FUCKING DARE YOU. BECAUSE I BET ANYONE WHO THINKS THIS HAS NEVER LIVED THROUGH THE TERROR OF A SHOOTING OR BOMB THREAT. LIKE I HAVE. SO SAY IT, YOU BITCH.)

(now, saying it's gonna be nearly impossible and be hard and take a long time, that's fine. But saying it's not important enough to even be worth trying gets you blocked here.)

🚫You support Autism Speaks

🚫 You discriminate against people with physical disabilities

🚫You discriminate against people with mental disabilities (THIS INCLUDES USING THE R WORD)

🚫You are over 30 (EXCEPTION: If I already knew you before you turned old [/j], you can stay)

Yes, the list is long, because UNFORTUNATELY there's a lot of different kinds of people who aren't welcome here.

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Aight, that's it! If you think you like the vibes, feel free to stay!

Sea you later!!

-🌊🥔

[ddyfckr-a]

WHAT  NOT  TO  DO  WHEN  INTERACTING  WITH  MY  BLOG PLEASE  REPOST  FROM  THE  SOURCE :     DO  NOT  REBLOG !

BASICS !

NAME / ALIAS :     Kraehe

AGE :     over  25

PRONOUNS :     she / her

BLOG  TYPE :     single muse,  selective,  mutuals only,  private

TYPE  OF  MUSES :     canon

GENERALITIES !

TRIGGERS  PEOPLE  MUST  TAG :     necrophilia,  bestiality,  trypophobia

INTEREST  TRACKER / CHECKER :     i  don't  have  one

REBLOG  KARMA :     i  practice  it  sometimes

RULE  PASSWORDS :     i  don’t  have  one,  i  send  passwords

3 - 5  ESSENTIAL  RULES  PEOPLE  HAVE  TO  RESPECT

antis  to  not  follow  me.     i’ve  already  had  to  block  a  few  people  who  have  in  their  rules  they  won’t  interact  w/  those  who  write  problematic  topics…     despite  the  fact  that  i  literally  state  in  my  rules  i  write  problematic  topics !     read  my  rules,  it’s  obvious  when  you  don’t.

i  don’t  really  have  rules,  besides  my  previous  statement,  that  i  expect  others  to  abide  by.    just  as  long  as  people  act  like  adults,  tag  their  posts    &.     are  chill,  i  don’t  really  care  about  what  people  do  on  their  blog

3 - 5  IMPORTANT  PET  PEEVES  TO  KEEP  IN  MIND

vaguing.     it  makes  me  super  anxious     &.     nervous  because  i  don’t  know  who  to  trust,  whether  i  even  should  to  begin  w/  or  like  i  have  to  pick  a  side  without  me  even  knowing  the  who     &.     what’s  going  on.     at  the  very  least,  tell  me  it’s  not  a  big  thing  so  i  don’t  have  to  worry

not  informing  me  if  something  i  do  is  bothering  you.    ya  got  two  options  fam,  either  tell  me  what’s  going  on  so  we  can  work  it  out  civilly    &.     come  to  an  understanding,  or  just  block  me.    it’s  all  good,  we’re  all  here  to  have  a  chill  time - curate  your  online  experience.    i’ll  do  the same

pressuring  me  to  join  servers.    it’s  happened  in  the  past - no  is  a  complete  sentence

not  respecting  my  portrayal

getting  onto  a  soapbox     &.    telling  others  what  they  should / shouldn’t  roleplay  or  write.    you’re  an  adult - you  can  block, you  can  blacklist    &.    you  can  unfollow.    people  can  ship / write  what  they  want,  no  justifications  or  trauma  required

2 - 5  THINGS  THAT  WILL  LEAD  TO  INSTANT  ( SOFT )  BLOCKING

if  i  don’t  vibe  w/  your  blog / portrayal     —     this  one  isn’t  bad  or  anything,  it  happens

if  i  get  insecure when  mutuals  interact  w/  duplicates  /  duplicate  anxiety     —     again,  it  happens.    doesn’t  mean  i’m  trying  to  start  shit  or  started  hating  anyone,  i’m  just  kind of pathetic  at  times

2 - 5  REASONS  YOU  DON'T  TO  FOLLOW  SOMEONE

if  they  have  ‘ don’t  follow  me  if  you  write  XYZ / are  a  proshipper / interact  with  - insert  dozens  users  here - ’  or  any  variation  thereof  in  their  rules

if  they  have  ‘ you’re  allowed  to  warn  me  about  users  with  current  problematic  evidence ’  in  their  rules.     i  think  we  all  generally  do  this  w/  our  closer  mutuals / friends    &.     that’s  fine !     but  when  you  declare  it  in  such  a  way,  it  makes  it  seem  like  you’re  almost  on  the  lookout  for  ‘ problematic ’     (   i  use  that  term  loosely   )    users constantly     &.     that  makes  me  side  eye  you  hard

if  you  proudly  declare  yourself  to  be  pro  callout

disorganized  blogs / layout / formatting,  low  effort  blogs,  uncut  posts,  lack  of  overall  aesthetic.     shallow ?     to  a  certain  point,  yes     &.     i  do  apologize,  but  it’s  just  personal  preference.    it’s  not  a  dealbreaker  though - if  your  writing  is  stellar     &.    you  clearly  put  effort  into your  muse,  that  trumps  all.    the  opposite  is  true  as  well :     pure  aesthetics,  extremely  heavy  formatting  that  i  can  barely  read / comprehend  w/  absolutely  no  writing  is  a  dealbreaker

lack  of  age.     i’m  really  only  interested  in  writing  w/  people  21+.     ideally,  it’d  be  25+  but  that  would  narrow  my  search  for  roleplay  partners  immensely.     but  yeah,  age  has  to  be  somewhere  on  the  blog  for  me  to  even  consider  following  back

TAGGED BY :     nobody.     original  HERE TAGGING :     @bigveee @succu4life @goetiia @ladiesofhell @fizziifrxg @jesterslut @kugel-bitch @mobstah

[duunswitch]

WHAT NOT TO DO WHEN INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG - Customizable Edition

BASICS !

Name / Alias: Kelpy, though you may also know me as Newt or Ven!

Pronouns: they/them, though I'll also accept she/her since I'm not out among family

Blog type: single muse | Multi-muse | non selective | semi selective | selective | mutuals only | private | other

Type of muses: canon | OCs | both| other (specify)

GENERALITIES !

Triggers people MUST tag: Dolls, specifically porcelain and BJD. Lifelike dolls as well; toys like barbie are fine.

Interest tracker / checker: I have it and it’s mandatory | I have it, it’s not mandatory but I’m more likely to follow back / interact with the people who fill it | I have one and I prefer it if people fill it in | I have it but it’s up to people whether to fill it or not | I don’t have one | other (specify)

Reblog karma: I practice it | I practice it sometimes | I don’t practice it | I always reblog memes from the source | indifferent | other (specify)

Rule passwords: I have one and it’s mandatory | I have one and it’s optional | I don’t have one | I send passwords | don’t sent passwords

3-5 ESSENTIAL RULES PEOPLE HAVE TO RESPECT

I have no sleep schedule, please don't try to match my reply speed bc I reply immediately a lot of the time and do not expect people to do the same.

Mutuals mean mutuals only.

I'm small and anxious so I tend not to reach out first a lot of the time; I promise I don't bite though so you should definitely just kick in my inbox and forcibly befriend me. I promise I'll be happy about it.

Sometimes I'm like a rat terrier with a rat about subjects; if you're tired of hearing about it just tell me to shut up lmao. autism means I don't always recognize the cues and need to be told straight up that I'm doing a thing

I'm just a small seaweed, please be gentle

3-5 IMPORTANT PET PEEVES TO KEEP IN MIND

Despite my best attempts, I promise I'm not stupid. Please don't treat me like a child; lmao I had an ex friend treat me like I was an idiotic 5 year old at a con once bc we got separated and never have I wanted to punch someone so badly. Don't condescend to me. If you do chances are I'll go silent and you'll never hear from me again.

Acting like I owe you my time! I'm always willing to interact and yell w/ people, I promise! I'm really excited to interact with people at all times, but more than once I've had other muses both IC and OOC act like I/my muse owed them all of my time and energy and that always ends in a block. 

Please be legible posts lmao. I have bad eyesight, don't make it worse.

2-5 THINGS THAT WILL LEAD TO INSTANT (SOFT)BLOCKING

Lack of respect. Treating me like I'm an idiot/child, or not respecting my time.

Not actually giving me equal effort. I absolutely do not expect anyone to match my length and definitely not my reply speed lmao but if I give you a couple paras, please don't slap down one line and call it good. UNLESS you can give me enough to work with in said line for a reply. (Legit once had someone reply to a ten para starter with two lines and MAN did that kill a muse.)

Harassing me/friends over people they're RPing with or ships we have. If someone is genuinely dangerous that's one thing, then sure lemme know privately but showing up on anon or posting vagues about it doesn't get you the result you think it does.

2-5 THINGS THAT LEAD ME TO UNFOLLOW / SOFTBLOCK A MUTUAL / SOMEONE I INTERACT WITH

Yoinking my icons/other stuff. Unless otherwise specified, I make everything myself. I've had icons drawn specifically for me by friends as a bday gift stolen more than once in other fandoms, and it's annoying.

Forceshipping. I promise, I'm super easy to ship with; I see two characters interact once and my brain's already going "hey what if they kiss tho" within three posts if they have the chemistry for it so if you're interested then just say so! Forcing it when I/the muse clearly aren't interested tho, no pls.

Not tagging things, or being an asshole about people politely requesting you tag a trigger for them. Your blog so if you don't wanna tag triggers alright, but don't be a dick about saying no. 

2-5 REASON YOU DON’T FOLLOW (BACK) SOMEONE

I don’t know your muse, our styles wouldn’t click, or I’m not a fan of a lot of the content you post. I like to keep my dash clean with people I know and those I can see myself writing with.

I know you from before and you’re someone I haven’t had good interactions with. I've been in many fandoms on tumblr in the last decade or so in the RP comm, and surprise I do in fact recognize distinct rp styles; if you're known for being a predator or anything in another fandom, there's a high chance I know and I've been there to watch it happen. I know who you are, you aren't fooling me with a new blog and a new alias.

I didn’t see you follow; tumblr's bad at doing it's job so I may not have noticed. Or I did, but you're a personal with an RP sideblog and didn't post anywhere where your RP blog is so I don't know there's an RP blog to follow.

tagged by: @pseudomonacarriea tagging: theft!

[moinsbienquekaworu]

A day late but - @petralemaitre, you asked, so here's more stuff about my OCs!

I've talked a whole whole lot about my "main" Star Wars OCs, I won't go into more detail here (especially since I'm starting to run out of stuff haha) but in short: Korcha is a Harch Jedi Master based on an old teacher of mine, she's pretty strict and values traditions but also loves getting to know people and languages. Her first apprentice, Reil, is a crèchemaster who is visually impaired, patient and creative; Devafe came next, she's honest, likes peace and quiet, and wanted to work in the Archives before the war; and little number three, Lineth, is a year older than Ahsoka and in a similar situation with the war happening and all, except she isn't a main character so she's just barely scraping by.

If they sound fun to you, here's all the interesting posts about them I could find, for convenience. Feel free to skim through if you want! I talked about Korcha, Reil and Devafe here, though the post isn't 100% up to date anymore, about their clone commanders Jellyfish and Stellar here, you can find updated timelines here, and there's the original post I made about my Mandalorian Chiss lady Karaad and her Mikkian princess wife Tevlin. If you don't want to read walls of text (fair) but you're interested in drawings, here's the tag where I put all the art of my SW OCs. I also answered my friends' asks about them, so there's the one where I rate them /10 on how swag they are (spoilers: they all are) and here's the one where I just talk about interactions they could have with canon characters.

That said, I can tell you about one OC I haven't actually talked about much here even though she was my first OC! Her name is Cehim Velm and she's a Pau'an mapmaker. She lives in her spaceship, makes maps, has fun with artist friend occasionally when they can meet up, and I love her.

She's not an explorer, she just makes the maps, generally as commissions for people who want to decorate their houses and have the decoration look fancy, but also for other people who enjoy maps for their beauty and not just their practicality. She takes digital commissions and physical ones, and because the GFFA is big I'm saying she makes enough for her to live a nice life. She also collects maps, physical ones and holographic ones, maps with typos, old maps, maps of specific planets, just lots of maps.

She looks like a normal Pau'au, likes wearing wide leg trousers, comfy sweaters and all types of head coverings, and I like making her looks reeaally tall because I think it's funny if she towers over normal-sized humanoids. She does travel the galaxy, for for fun and for her job, she gets cold in space but she still loves being able to look at the whole galaxy just out of her window, is technically domiciled at her parents' place in Pau City even if with holos and whatnot that doesn't matter, and likes learning a few words and sentences in the languages of the planets she visits. As a person, she's friendly but definitely an introvert, she likes spending most of her time alone though she really enjoys the time spent with her friends as well, she has her head in the clouds, and she's the type of artist who listens to podcasts while they work.

She's also part of a group of artists who come from all over the galaxy who have meetups with other members in the area and who are all named after people who've tagged their names in my city, either as their actual name or as an alias, I still haven't decided. That's what the "Solek" thing is on Karaad's little ref sheet, it's her alias in that group! I haven't decided what she does yet though. Anyway, she has fun there, and also just hangs out in bars/cafés when she lands on a planet, plus sometimes she invites her friends to travel with her a little.

She's a bit like Meredith but in space, and she's pretty fun to think about, but her life has less of a clear timeline since she's not too tied to the main events of the movies. I do like to think she could have been on Utapau when the whole thing with Grievous happened but that's about it. She does know Korcha for some contrived reason, because I cannot refrain from having my OCs all know each other, and I think she would get on well with Stellar.

Okay that's about it if you actually read all that holy shit thank you!! In any case thanks for the occasion to talk about my favourite little guys!

[courtesanofdeath]

[Black Lagoon Anon. I might have to give myself a nickname, alias, or something until I'm comfortable enough to reveal myself to anyone.]

Anyway.

I'll have to tag you in some of these posts eventually, so you could see these posts. Especially if you might not have seen any rare art before.

If I'm honest... My language preference for anime is English so I know not everyone is tolerant towards English dub. But Black Lagoon really has to be one series I'm adamant about watching in English since the characters speak in accents and languages. That has a lot of diversity for an interesting franchise like this, along with those characters too.

Yes. The anime did change some details from the manga. So... Before the Roberta's Blood Trail arc, the previous arcs only had all very minor details changed. And some arcs were also in different order than how it was in the manga too. But, when the story actually got to Roberta's Blood Trail arc, certain details were changed. Mainly about Roberta in both versions. She doesn't die though. I'm not even sure how you feel about spoilers so I won't say more than that. Unless you want me to.

But! Besides details being changed.. If you do read the manga, than it means you can also catch up on the story too. Just in case they never continue the anime. Because who knows if there's more to the anime.

Yeah. You only have vague details about Chang's backstory right now; a corrupt police officer who's partner died, manipulates people in just doing his dirty work. Has a frienemy relationship with Balalaika - after he almost killed Balalaika, and Dutch saving Balalaika from dying too.

Oh! And the previous chapter had Dutch's backstory too, if you might be curious about his character too. I don't think there is any character I'd hate. No.. Wait. That's a lie. I'm not really a fan of Janet Bhai at all. I think her character always annoyed me. So I don't care for her much.

So for Gangsta., that series is basically the same story concept as the Black Lagoon universe - in a good way - but with some differences so you might like the series. Like I said! Because of their creator's health, the manga is extremely on ongoing at the slowest pace. And there's a season for the anime. Only one season. Because the studio who really did create the first season, they went bankrupt right after that season was released. So who knows if we will ever get more Gangsta. anime.

But Gangsta. is also another really underrated series, in the same way that Black Lagoon is. Oh! And the creaor of Gangsta. is a woman too.

I'll let you know what I make posts for the Black Lagoon casts, if they ever did create the live adaption in the way I'd envision it.. But I would also know that not everyone would agree to my own visions, in ways I can understand. But I try to stuck to the appearances if I actually can.

I'm not surprised to see explicit art of the Black Lagoon characters... I would still love to see art of the women that isn't too sexualized either in my opinion. So I can agree with you on that. And preferably art that isn't stolen or plagiarized by other people. So that is a whole problem.

I don't know? Because every fan I'd see obsessing over Black Lagoon, male and female fans, love that the characters - especially the female characters - are the strong characters. And, technically, both of these characters are the main characters. Rocky slightly more than Revy, in the sense that the story started with his character. But they really are the main characters. If that makes sense. But this series really should have way more recognition though. Hopefully that actually happens.

If you are curious about Gangsta., then I'll send you some videos just to see if you might be interested in the series. So here are videos that you could watch. Though I will let you know that it's in English dub.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QZSmHpMnhgQ

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y85f_yFx5KY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MnELmsLLEwY

hi hi yes feel free to drop a nickname you wanna use !! and yes i'd appreciate it if you could tag me in the posts so i can reblog them, whenever you want to!

i just added the black lagoon manga on my to-read list and i will be reading it asap for sure! and i'll be starting it right from the beginning so i can enjoy it in the right order + with full details of the characters and their backstories! i can't wait to see how the rest of the manga goes!

i feel the same about janet bhai actually lmaaoo i don't necessarily hate her, but she's a character that i didn't interest me all that much. her being benny's love interest is kinda random but funny though lol

and oooh i watched the videos and gangsta looks like a good and fun series! i already dig the main character's vibes just with those clips! it looks really interesting and i see the similarity with black lagoon! i think i'll check out the anime first and see how it is, and then i'll jump to the manga (regardless of whether i like the anime or not) !! thank you for recommending it to me! i'm looking forward to watching and reading it!

[creation-is-chaos]

Updated Rules

This space is for original character Corvus Maxim DeVille, a villain in most every aspect who delves into themes of crime, horror, madness and various gothic mediums with a dash of Eldritch horror from time to time. This blog is private & highly selective for my personal comfort as I have been in the rp scene for a while and like to curate my space safely. We all have experiences that aren't so great so this is a reason why this character is on the private side. Blog is rated 21+ for dark content. So don't follow or try to interact is you are not 21 or older. Mun is 25+ on est, she/her. Alias on this space is Ms Crow. The only thing on my DNI is: minors and personals.

Activity can be sporadic depending on muse. Consider this low activity and mutual exclusive. I will only follow RP blogs. I will not interact with personals. If you have a side blog let me know! Any opens / starters posted will be for mutuals only UNLESS tagged for nonmutuals but that will be rare. Fair warning there is dark and triggering themes explored in threads. I will tag everything that needs tagging. Please check the tw page to see what has been featured or maybe featured in backstories or plot.

For shipping autoship is a no. I'm actually pretty strict on shipping because of some past problems but those ships that are established are what is generally seen on here. However, if we get to writing and I am comfortable shipping is possible. Any kind of smut will be done with established ship partners, muns & muses 21 + and can: be shown, fade to black, alluded to or only mentioned for muses. We do not even have to smut in our ship. I don't always feel like writing it out anyway so whatever you're comfortable with. That being said Corvus preferably will not ship with muses under 24. Corvus is bisexual but due to some very negative experiences of forceful ship, pressure and autoshipping I will be selective on mxm romance and likely will NOT mxm smut at this time. If we know each other well that may change.

Please do not godmod. Also, remember that Corvus is a pretty dark persona and if you agitate him please do not be offended if he reacts hostile or even does physical harm to your muse. Expect to have a reaction according to his personalty if your muse wants to provoke him. Just a heads up because I do write a 'villain' overall and I will not tone him down. However that is not to say he isn't a gentleman. If you would prefer a verse where he is much more approachable in the long run: Hollywood and Professor are fitting.

Everything here is multiverse. No plots or ships will intersect. Do not reblog anything from here if you're a personal blog. Reblog from the source if you are an RP blog because I do follow reblog karma here. Do not reblog any personal headcanons for Corvus. If there is one I have including your muse you may reblog it. Any ship aesthetics I post that includes your muse you are also allowed to reblog.

I may unfollow if: we do not interact, you do not support female muses, you break my rules, I cannot see our muses or writing styles meshing. Or anything that may make me uncomfortable which I do not have to give a reason about really. I will softblock or block depending on it quietly. Nothing personal or any hard feelings. Feel free to do the same if this blog and character makes you uncomfortable in any way. I think we all should keep our writing spaces comfy!

To be upfront: in one particular au, Corvus' university professor verse, I use icons/aesthetics of Dean Corso from The Ninth Gate (Johnny Depp), as that look and vibe is what I feel for that universe's version of my muse. If you are bothered by this you may blacklist this tag: professor v. once upon a midnight dreary. OR you can simply unfollow me OR even block me. You have every right to do so. Otherwise Corvus' fc is Bryan Dechart.

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[sly-merlin]

KILLING ME - 12 |n.y

pairing : law student!reader + yuta

genre :    angst , mafia au/ arranged marriage au.

warnings of this chapter : mentions of blood and brutality. For future chapters, major character death(s).

words : 

summary : “life’s never fair y/n. realise it as soon as you can . it is the only secret for living a regretless life.”                                  

or              

“  curiousity got the cat hitched”

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A/n : this was supposed to be a longer chapter. The Tumblr was bring problematic since three days. This is not how the chapter was supposed to end but i couldn't post anything longer than this so i had to make changes to end it on a surprise tone like other chapters. I hope you still enjoy it.

Was he asking for too much?

His unsteady hand rose and fell, internal monologue stopping him from knocking on the door. Johnny wasn't sure how he even ended up outside taeyong's door. One second he was fighting with his thoughts and the next second he found himself jumping out of his car, almost ready to confront the person behind the door. 

He took a deep breath and was about to drum the wood when the door opened from inside, taeyong's sleepy figure greeting him instantly.

"John. Why are you here so late? Do you need something?"  from red pressed strikes on taeyong’s face, anyone would have guessed that he had been sleeping.

“Johnny! I’m talking to you.” he waved his hand in front of johnny’s distracted eyes.

“Huh” 

“Do you want something?”

“y/n.”

Your life was back on the wagon. Not truly but with a few exceptions here and there, it certainly felt like the old days. You were in chois on weekdays and took tuitions on the weekends. You met your friends while visiting the library and everything felt quite normal. Even with a few oddities, that being the five day training sessions with Jungwoo, some new people in your life, a residence that you felt happy coming back to, absence of someone that you’d never grown a liking for, everything was smooth. Just like before. The only thing you missed was some time. Time for yourself. Though you lived alone, which was a luxury nearing its end, you barely got a few minutes alone with your mind and that was something you craved more than the drink shoved in your hand at the moment. 

You loved your friends, without any doubt, but they lived with the bad habit of disregarding your feelings, feelings that said you would be anywhere but the restaurant you were sitting in. 

“y/n is going into hibernation again.” minjun’s voice broke your trance.

“What did you say?" You challenged him but he cowered in his seat and turned his focus on the soggy french fries instead. When he silenced, yugyeom spoke up, 

“Yo y/n. Don’t scare the child. Just drink away your sorrows. The wine is quite expensive here. If you are making me pay then at least make it worth it."

Suddenly, Jungkook's loud snorting caught everyone's attention as they all quietened, waiting for him to reveal the reasons for his action. Swirling his burgundy glass, he chugged the last bit of the drink before leaning backwards in his chair, relaxing himself.

"Now what's the drama with You" Yeong grumbled, clearly intoxicated. 

"She's already hammered" minjun giggled. 

"When are you going to invite us to your house y/n?" Jungkook chimed in, a smirk plastered on his blushed face. 

"Oh yes. Ms. Lawyer no more l-lives i-in the d-dorms." Yeong hiccupped, losing the grip on the bottle of soju. Yugyeom chuckled at her antics before snatching the bottle away to avoid any fuss.

"I also meant to ask you but you are never available for more than an hour or so. Are you doing alright" gyeom shifted his chair towards you while keeping a hand on his girlfriend's back.

You didn't know how to reply or what to trump up so they'd stop pestering you. However, you had no other choice than to continue with the streak you had started a few months ago.

"Of course i want to have you there but my roommate is very, how to explain, very bitchy. He got this corporate job and he-he works from home so I'm supposed to pretend like I do not exist and keep quiet. That includes no outsiders as well. It's gonna be like this for a few months i guess"

You mumbled the last part.

 You averted your eyes but didn't mean you could've escaped their intense judgemental gaze. You repeated the whole lie that you recited to arrange it in the box of deceit that you were filling since the commencement of these stories. Forgetting any of these would mean shattering their trust. And that was exactly what you were supposed to protect.

Once reiterated, you gathered how foolish the sentence was. Had it been said to you, there wasn't a chance of putting your belief in it. But your company was drunk enough to believe it; two of them were enough to carry the whole table.

"Wow. How horrible of him. We should take y/n with us yugy. She'd be happy and she can invite anyone." Yeong low-key let out a little drunk growl to press her point. 

Yugyeom cooed at her before replying,

"And where will you live? Our apartment has only two rooms and both are occupied. Where do you plan to settle down instead?"

His question made her think harder than she ever had in life as she picked at her jutted out lower lip. 

"Laundry room. You and me, will live in the laundry room because y/n needs a nice home."

"I already have a nice home yeongie." You took the opportunity, got up and reached out to pinch her cheeks, "but you won't know unless you are sober. Take her home, yugy. I'm also sleepy so I'll get going. See you on Tuesday." 

" It's already 11. Let me drop you home." Jungkook suggested, startling you.

"No It-

"Yeah you drop her. I'll take Yeong and minjun home but help me in carrying their asses to the car please." Yugyeom pleaded. He left the bills on the table and took Yeong in his arms. You expected jungkook to do the same but he passed minjun your shoulders instead,

"Wait for me outside. I have to call someone first." and he walked away, his lover grinning on your shoulder like it was the funniest thing in the world but you were fine as long as their drunken state saved you from some heavy confrontation. The only person left was jungkook and you had the perfect idea to dodge him as well. 

"So the same place or are you staying in the dorms this weekend?" He asked, driving out of the busy street.

"Just drop me at the nearest bus station. I'll ta-

"Nakamoto residence or the dorms y/n" you almost choked on the air as the word left his lips. Taking a bus home had seemed like the perfect plan but you had overvalued your common sense. Again.

"What are you talking about?" With hesitation evident in your voice, you muttered.

"Do you really think you'd go to a random house in front of me that I know nothing about and you'd be left alone without questions. I was there until the door was opened by someone. You really thought I'd have left you with a stranger. But i knew something was fishy when the receptionist told me that it's a home sweet home of Mr and Mrs nakamoto. Now spill before I get yugyeom to ask in his own way." He shifted the gears in frustration, your relaxed persona bothering him to no end. Getting jungkook wokred up wasn't a grunt work. He was like a matchstick, always ready to be ignited by any possible frictional surface. 

"It's not what you are thin-

"Don't lie please," he started, words dangerously polite, "If he's your boyfriend then there's no need to hide y/n. We would always be there to support you. When, how, why, i don't want you to feel pressured to answer me. Just because you go around with no commitment tag doesn't mean we'd judge you if you ever got in a relationship. We love you. Make us part of your life like we do. Can't we just expect that much." 

You gulped at how disappointed he sounded. He was right. You needed to include them in your life adventures but how were you supposed to explain him the riots you were dealing with. How were you supposed to spill everything without him getting his sword out. That would only lead to more troubles than you had the power to deal with. Trouble for you, him and for everyone who'd be passed that secrecy. 

So you begged, for some more time until you'd be more than comfortable to let all of them into your present life. 

Like every other word, this was also a lie that, in the first place,  you never chose to proceed with. 

He might have give in to you, but you knew eventually you'd have to muster up the courage to answer him and that day would decide another turn of your future. 

And you would make sure, inter alia, to shift the wheels in a more likeable direction.

“Use your fists!” 

Jungwoo’s grip was strong. His one arm was holding your waist and the other was around your neck. It was painful but you knew he wasn’t going to let go easily this time. This was the third consecutive scuffle or demo fight with him within the span of the last forty five minutes and having lost the last two, awfully at that, expectation of some mercy was not very demanding on your part. But only if he would grant that! You heard his chuckle as you wriggled in his hold. He was clearly having a lot more fun than you were. There was no way you could’ve applied renjun and hyuck’s advice but you still tried to follow their vague instructions.

“Bit his arm and turn.”

“No, don’t. Turn around and hit his torso with your knees.” 

Bit him?

Halting your movements, a low grunt left your lips as you lowered your body and pressed your teeth on his flesh. He screeched and immediately retracted his arm. Taking advantage of his loosened grip on your waist, you whirled around and raised your knee to strike at his upper body. In an instant, your hands fell on your knees and you inhaled a harsh breath, regaining your strength. Jungwoo, on the other hand, was curled up on the floor like a baby. You wanted to laugh at him but the more astonishing thing was the lack of any noise from your cheerleaders. Right from the start, they were rooting for you like you were earning them some hard cash and now that you had done exactly what they had wanted, they were silent. 

“Wha-

you opened your mouth to speak but their lack of attention held you back. Their eyes were fixed at Jungwoo,who still laid where he had landed. 

“What did you do?” renjun shrieked.

“Exactly what you told me to!” you replied with heavy breathing.

“We said torso!”

“Yes and i hi-

Mechanically your hand slapped your face as you noticed the position of jungwoo’s hands. You had, mistakenly, kicked him in the groin which only meant more trouble for you. 

“Save me.” you mouthed to hyuck and renjun while approaching jungwoo. 

“Sorry teacher.” you mumbled.

He remained quiet for a few seconds and didn’t make any movement. When he did, you took a few steps back, afraid of his wrath. Palms down on the mat, he sat up and with painfully quiet voice spoke up,

“Looks like you won. Good j-job. I think i need to visit the medical room. You can go and celebrate.”

“Does it pain too much” pointing to his crotch and averting your eyes, you asked.

“No. not at all but i might need to adopt your kids someday. You know if i can’t make my own.” 

“Sorry” you cried.

“Dismissed.” his civil tone, probably due to the ache, glued you in the position.

When you didn't move, donghyuck came, took you by your arm and guided you for the door.

"He's just being dramatic. Just chill. Another hit and he'd be good to go." He giggled and was soon joined by renjun as well, who was now crouching down in front of jungwoo. 

"You sure?"

"If he doesn't then you can always give him your baby. Ofcourse after asking your husband." Only after he rambled, he realised what he had actually said. His face screamed surprise. To save him from spiralling into deep shame, you eased him by cutting off his apology,

"Ew hyuck. Give him one of yours if you want. Don't come for mine!" And you exited the door.

You were halfway through the basement when you realised the lack of your device. Running back, you were about to shout when you overheard their gossip.

"No, I'm telling you she meant to injure me so i won't teach her anymore or this might be the revenge of all the weapon training. Her knee is stronger than jeno's punch. Don't laugh at me you shits."

Jungwoo was whining. 

"Haha. Yeah ok. But i told you renjun, she's physically stronger than her. Kind of totally opposite." Hyuck's voice quietened at the end but before he could speak further, you interrupted,

"Like who hyuck?"

Their faces went blank at your question and the reason of sudden heaviness in the air was beyond your contemplation. 

"You don't want to answer? Fine. Maybe it's not my place to question." You simply stated before circling the mat to pick up your phone from the chair.

"No. It's not li-

"It's fine hyuck. Chill." You shrugged and walked away, deciding against pestering them for information that they clearly felt too uncomfortable to share. 

"You need a fucking lock on your bloody mouth." was the last thing you heard before they were out of your hearing.

What was the need to ask something when you knew you won't ever get an answer out of them. Everyone was beyond friendly with you but still, there were some borders that nobody dared to cross. Maybe the mention of that woman was one of them. Fear of some unknown ghost of embarrassment was swallowing you whole when you heard grunts. Loud ones. You were still in the basement, the scuffle center being at the far end. The stairs were in front of you. The  snarls and growls were coming from the other end of the basement. The election wasn't hard and you didn't want to give in to your curiosity but you did. Your feet, not cooperating with the voice in the back of your head that told you to turn away, took you ahead in the direction of the noise. Though the residence consisted of only one plot but the basement covered two. Unknown to everyone, the house next to B.N was also their property and it was only utilised for the underground space. Hence the never ending lane and the countless closed metal doors.

The echo got louder with each step you took. It’s been more than a month since you were visiting the basement but those noises had never crossed through you until today. The end doors were forbidden for you, according to what you were told but now that you were exposed to it, there was no chance of ignoring. No prudent person would ever overlook such a thing. That was the justification you were repeating as you took baby steps.

All the doors were closed except one at the very far end. You thought about peaking inside then halted as if your conscious called you. The whimpers also stopped for a minute or so but your heart skipped a few beats when a collision following with painful shriek reverberated in the empty space. The door, slightly ajar, was just a few strides away but you were too startled to even back away from your position. Same pattern of hit and shouts continued again. Unaware of the happenings, you stood there as If you were waiting for someone to separate you from the concrete beneath your feet.

Adding to your distress, the metal door opened abruptly and you realised, you were again at a place where you weren't meant to be.

"What are you doing here?" Jaehyun's growl broke you out of the unconscious state you had fell into. Mechanically, you eyes roamed across him to notice a body lying on the table inside the room, strained cries escaping his lips. The limp body was enough to put two and two together to conclude that he was being tortured. He was a victim of jaehyun's wrath. 

"I asked what ar-

"Y/N!" he picked up his hand to touch your shoulders but you distanced yourself when you noticed the stains covering his clothing and hands, the blood red prominently visible even under the low light. 

His gaze caught yours in time and his eyes softened noticing the fear in your body. 

Very slowly, he reached out for you but immediately stopped, taking a note of your quivering lip.

"Hey. It-its not blood. I ca-can explai- Y/N!" 

The yells of your name covered the whole arena as you rushed away, leaving a dazed jaehyun behind.

"Who was it jae?" 

Jaehyun saw your trembling figure diminishing while you ran away from him as if you were disgusted by him. Not that he expected any other reaction, some good time has passed since someone innocent had came across their work. To say the least, it was never pleasant to have someone witness their harsh manners.

"JAE!"

"Y/n. She saw the body and also the blood."

He mumbled to ten whose visage, upon hearing, instantly mirrored jaehyun's.

"What about him?" Ten pointed to the man, "he's not speaking shit"

"Finish him off if you want. I need to handle something else now"

You raced as fast as you could have. You had never thought of yourself as a weak person but the sight was gruesome to just disregard and walk off. With shaking legs, you finally made it upstairs but the ringing, only became more earsplitting. Your hand harshly rubbed at your chest as you tried to defuse the tension bubbling in your whole body. After what felt like minutes, you covered your ears as if it would stop the ringing. It certainly did not but surprisingly it was muffled. You removed your hands and the blaring returned again. But this time, you laboured yourself to look into your surroundings. You saw chenle, jisung, jaemin running back and forth from the kitchen while doyoung seemed to be scolding jeno for something. Few others were also there, cleaning the couches and spraying some fragrance in the air. Everyone seemed to be their own turmoil, origin was which was yet to be known.

That's when it hit you. Maybe your ears weren't booming due to fright. 

"Chenle"you screamed at the passing boy, "do you hear this sound?" You pointed your fingers in the air to exaggerate your point. He merely nodded before he went past you and the very next second the noise was reduced to mere buzzing. You inhaled sharply to regulate your heartbeat but failed due to the ruckus  that enclosed you. Suddenly jaemin emerged, 

"Why are you so disheveled? Go and change from these workout clothes. Uncle is outside. Didn't you hear the alarm." Only Half of his words entered your head and before you could come to your senses, you were interrupted again.

"Y/n my girl!" Whipping your head, you saw a familiar figure entering the threshold. 

An old man that you surely had seen somewhere. 

His voice was a lot stronger than his aged body which he was dragging along with the help of a walking stick. 

Jaemin nudged you to greet him and you complied as soon as could have in your current state. Only when you got closer, you realised he was the same man you had met in the office celebration. You haven't seen him since then but he looked significantly weaker than before. Even with dark circles present, his face still was still shining with the smile he wore as he staggered inside. 

"How's life treating you my kid" he asked, patting the empty space on the couch. You took the seat and replied in a small voice,

"I'm good. Everything is nice." 

"Why am I smelling Jasmines this late in the evening?" He sniffed the air and galred at doyoung, " Do you take me for a fool? One thing! Cleaning. that is the only thing i ask of you. There are- how many of you are present since the morning. Answer me doyoung." 

The man barked and doyoung muttered a sheepish apology, his head dropping with shame. 

"Each one of you is nonsense. If you'd just clean up your stink once in a while, you'd save your money on the thousands of spray bottles you buy every month. But you thick heads only know how to shoot and punch. Now get me a glass of water before i die of this fake flowery smell"

He shouted like he owned the place and Maybe he did. Your mind and heart were not aligned up to comprehend the simple scenario that took place before you, the dizziness coming and going with intervals.

Then you were called again. 

Looking at your right, your saw jaehyun standing, his face ridden of any colour.

You noticed his new shirt. There was no blood on it. His hands were also cleaned and you were stunned at how quickly your eyes were running on his body to find any trace of what you saw in the basement a few minutes ago.

"y/n, i need to talk to you" 

For the first time, jaehyun's words were directed towards you without any poison in them. 

You still didn't wish to face him so you moved yourself to face the old man.

"Y/n ple-

"Now you don't even greet your own father jung jaehyun."

He spoke with a steadier and louder voice that felt like it was only meant for jaehyun. The contrast in his tone was striking. 

He was jaehyun's father.

"Sorry dad. I have something imp-

"I called you in the morning to inform yuta and taeil and yet i do not see anyone here. Do i need to die for you to respect me!"

You couldn't believe your ears when jaehyun answered in shuddering tone. 

"Yu-yuta is not here." 

He sounded like a child responding to his teacher, scared of some evaluation.

"Then call him."

"I mean he's away on business dad."

"Civil?"

It was like hearing Morse code.

"No."

"You sent him on a target place?"

"No. He's in Nice to collect information."

"Wow. Can you please clap your back for breaking the only sacred rule this family lives by?"

The silence in the extremely large living room was suffocating. This time, except you, everyone else was scared. And it still wasn't of any help.

"How dare you send a family man away on anything remotely dangerous. I thought you all were careful after taeil's incident but no. Nobody cares enough t-

Before he could complete, shaky coughs engulfed his body. Somehow, jaehyun grabbed him the moment he was about to fall from the couch. Doyoung ran for the kitchen while xiaojun, who was always too swift in his movements, came to the living room with a medical box.

You weren't sure what was happening with him or why he was being treated like some high mighty force or why he was so adamant on bringing yuta back but you could only pray that his wish won't be granted.

You weren't cruel but you were sure he'd be able to survive without that piece of shit roaming around.

You couldn't lose the few weeks you had without him.

Taeyong hands clutched yours like his life depended on you.

"Please please please y/n. It's been over a month since he's gone. I never withdraw from a deal. But this is an emergency. Uncle doesn't know you both were forced. He is a soft and weak hearted man. We cannot afford to tell him anything like this and clearly this would be seen as a betrayal to him. You both are nothing like what he's told but he doesn't need to need. He's the only father figure we have. Please just this time. I promise I won't ask anything from you after this. You do not need to live with him. he'd be here until two months are over. Please."

You lifted your brow at his last sentence and liberated your hands from his, feeling his trembling fingers. 

"I don't see the need to lie anymore, taeyong. You can tell him the truth and be over with it. If he has jaehyun as a son, he must be used to hearing blatant lies. This won't be the only one, I'm sure of that." Crossing your arms, you coldly said.

"I know you hate me but please y/n. You know how it is to lose the only family member you have. We have no one besides him. Never had anyone before him. The least we can do is keep him happy until it's too late. Please. Just this time."

Gobbling down each word, you merely nodded at him. If it weren't for his glossy eyes, you'd have threw up on him right after the first pleading but you weren't heartless like him. He was right. You knew how it felt to lose your loved ones, a fate you would never wish upon anyone. Not even the person you despised the most.

"Thank you. I owe you this one kiddo." He hugged you and you pushed him away. 

"Let me call him."

"Yuta!"

"Hmm"

"You need to come back immediately "

Taeyong spoke with urgency.

"Nope. I still have Three weeks and two days left." You heard his non-chalant words through the speaker.

"Yuta it's abou-

"Sorry I'm busy with my french girls. Call you later and please forget to take care of yourself."

And he hung up. 

A smirk formed on your face watching the grim expressions of taeyong.

"Good luck convincing him and while you are going to explain him the difference between the French girls and the French monkeys he has mistaken as women, why don't you explain me what exactly jaehyun does in that other end of the basement. I love some good stories, taeyong. So let's hear how good of a storyteller are you!"

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[dani-dear]

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i wasn’t tagged to do multiple but after having fun with the other one for my Altmer boi, I decided to do one for my Lady Inquisitor 💖 feel free to also steal this template from me and @ me in it to say I tagged u sdjfjsdfj

GENERAL

name: Ranya Trevelyan alias[es]: Red Jenny post-Trespasser gender: female age: about 32 years birthdate: about 9:09 Dragon (or 9:9, however they would write that dfgdfg) place of birth: one of the Trevelyan estates at Ostwick. hometown: Ostwick lol. it is a City-State. or if asked, she would also reply with "Faxhold", the Circle Tower. spoken language[s]: common. sexual preference: bisexual occupation: Inquisitor, even post-Trespasser. She decides on keeping the Inquisition together, despite the risks.

APPEARANCE

eye color: dark brown hair color: black height: (roughly) 5'9"/175.26 cm, i headcanon that she's probly around the same height as Blackwall. scars: she's got one on her right cheek from a childhood accident which led her to finding out she is a mage

FAVORITE

color: deep shades of red and burgundy and maroon and plum purple. and gold. and some cool shades of green. hair color: she does nothing to it, color-wise. song: all of them...?? if we go with anything by Maryden, probably “Once We Were” food: a lightly or well-seasoned boiled chicken with cooked carrots and scallions, which she will then dump salt onto. fruits of all kinds, drink: any white wines. and tea probly.

HAVE THEY

passed university: idk if it's the same but she was a p good student at the Circle tower. had sex: yes had sex in public: yes??? i guess??? if ur stuck in a Circle Tower with not much privacy. gotten pregnant: no kissed a boy: yes kissed a girl: yes gotten tattoos: no (in her earlier iterations she used to have armband tattoos but i don't think it fits her character anymore lol) gotten piercings: no been in love: yes stayed up for more than 24 hours: yes, probly a few times studying at the Circle tower and a few times during the events of Inquisition.

ARE THEY

a virgin: no a cuddler: ye a kisser: ye scared easily: kinda??? jealous easily: ye kinda dominant: nah submissive: yes in love: yes c: single: no C:

RANDOM QUESTIONS

have they harmed themselves: no thought of suicide: no, though she had sometimes thought it was better she didn't exist at all attempted suicide: no wanted to kill someone: yes have / had a job: yes, if u count being Inquisitor. prior to that, nothing other than “mage” sdvsdv have any fears: her family pinning the blame on her for any grievances (like her older brother dying at the Conclave). losing loved ones. spiders. the idea of becoming tranquil.

FAMILY

sibling[s]: she has 5 siblings. Lowen the eldest, next to become the head of the household. Zandra the 2nd kid, a Templar and a pious killjoy. Austell the 3rd kid, a member of the Chantry and also a pious killjoy. Locryn the 4th kid, a Templar and all-around chill dude. Laurette the 6th kid, the baby of the family (even tho she's like 29) and also chill. Ranya gets along best with Lowen, Locryn, and Laurette. Her relationship with Zandra can get complicated but they care for each other deeply. And Austell is like, a dick. Locryn and Zandra had some strings pulled to be stationed at Ranya's Circle. parent[s]: Rosalyn (mother) and Anatole (father), both alive. The relationship's a bit strained, as they weren't exactly thrilled to have a mage child. Ranya's relationship with her father gradually got better with time, but her mother is a different story. Sometimes they get along, but otherwise they disagree too much. And it only got worse when Locryn died at the Conclave explosion. children: none significant other: @illrae and i were workin on makin a Vashoth lady for her to fall in love with named Phaidra sdgdfg BUT OTHERWISE, IT'S BLACKWALL. it used to be C*llen until his VA became big cringe. pets: no, but she's down for one or two ;-; why does cullen have to get the fucken mabari sdfdgdg I WANT ONE..... tho perhaps Ranya would be better off with a kitty omg

[nikkywrites]

Name Meaning Tag

Rules: Search and post the meaning of your OCs’ names (if you made their name up or they go by a nickname, post an explanation of how it came to you)! Bonus if you can find something for their last name too

Thanks for the tag @pluttskutt I’ll answer this for TDWAD’s cast as that one is characters I actually named and is decently sized (why do all my wips have no more than three characters?). I'd also like to point out that when naming them I did not look up meanings at all so this is a learning point for all of us. Let's see how accurate they are.

Also I need to settle on last names, so just first names.

Lila

Arabic: Simplified spelling of 'Leila' that means "night" or "dark beauty" or "one who was born at night".

Hebrew: Sometimes considered a pet form of Delilah, which means "one who has weakened or impoverished another".

Sanskrit: Derived from 'Lila/Leela'. Means "play, amorous, sport"

First of all, she was born at night. Fun fact. Don't ask why I know that but it's fun that it fits with her name. The Hebrew meaning is... kind of scary in that it does sort of fit in a way I will not elaborate on. So it’s decently accurate, though she’s not very playful.

Colin

Greek: Shortened English version of 'Nicholas' meaning "victory of the people."

Gaelic: English form of the name 'Cailen' meaning "child, young creature, cub, whelp."

I need to figure out his character more, but he's not super young and I don't think he's gonna be super victorious either. Sorry, buddy.

Ward

Arabic: "Blossoms, flowers."

English: "Guardian, guard, watchman."

Irish: Anglicization of 'Mac an Bhairds' or reduced form of 'McWard' meaning either "son of the bard" or "son of the poet”.

I got Ward's name thinking of protection wards and am a little surprised it doesn't mean 'protect' but 'guard' works too. And maybe the flower meaning will be sort of relevant? I don't have his backstory 100% figured out. It's also a semi decently popular last name.

Xia

Chinese: "Summer, great, grand" or "glow of the sunrise".

Greek: Variant of Xenia that means "guest, stranger" or "welcoming, hospitable".

Her name is actually pretty accurate. She is grand in her family and she fits in more with guest/stranger than she does welcoming.

Ella

Greek: Diminutive of Eleanor meaning "sympathy, compassion" or "shining one, bright one." Also possibly connected to the Greek word Hellas, which is the Greek name for Greece.

Latin: "One who heals."

French: "Little cinders, light."

Spanish: "She, her" or "young girl, feminine."

Hebrew: "Goddess."

German: Norman version of Alia meaning "all, other, fairy maiden."

So everybody want their claim on the name Ella, apparently. But surprisingly, they're all decently accurate. I’ll admit to not being 100% settled on her name but given how well it fits, I might stick to it.

Davis

Hebrew: "Beloved"

British/Welsh: "Son of David"

Davis is apparently more commonly used as a surname so it fits in the regards that he's strange. Sadly, I have to report that his father's name is not David and he’s a bit of a black sheep, so he’s not all that beloved. Poor Davis. Maybe he should do his work.

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V

General

Name: V. Literally. It's always been just V.

Alias(ses): Enough people assume that V is an alias, and it's difficult enough to track down in a database. However. She will use other aliases for one-off jobs when she needs the extra layer of security of not having someone track her down through street work, but none of them really get recycled.

Gender: Nomad. I jest, but I'm pretty sure she's somewhat off the binary even if she straddles the line.

Age: As of the events of C77, she'd just turned 29.

Birthdate: I don't actually have one for her. Possibly in January... I'm only saying that because I started playing Cyberpunk on my birthday but that's when she came into creation so why not.

Place of birth: The Badlands. I'm not sure where in the Badlands, but probably quite the distance from Night City.

Hometown: She grew up in a roving band of self-sufficient scavengers, so... everywhere. And nowhere.

Spoken languages: English. Bad English. She might've picked up a few scattered words of other languages, but she relies heavily on her translation software and that reliance has stunted her learning.

Sexual preference: Ladies and gentlemen, and Jackie Welles. She's not picky on the sex or gender front, but someone who can keep up with her, ideally.

Occupation: Street Ronin. Mercenary for hire.

Appearance

Eye color: Mid-light purple. Dark brown, prior to getting modded.

Hair color: Blue and red, although she'll change it from time to time. Black, prior to getting modded.

Height: 5'8"

Scars: She has a few. The healed slash on her face comes from her first real knife fight, and she keeps it as something of a memento. There are some newer scars on her hands. And let's not talk about that mess of scar tissue that is her heart, because ow.

Favorite

Color: I think she probably likes pink, red, blue, and teal about equally.

Hair color: Barring mods, probably dark.

Eye color: Sky blue.

Song: Favorite in the same way that pain makes you feel alive, I think, but post-Heist, she found a new appreciation for Never Fade Away.

Food: Marshmallows. City takeout, especially pizza.

Non-alcoholic drink: Soda, the sweeter the better.

Alcoholic drink: Nomad moonshine, but tequila can be fun. And then there's vodka.

Have they...

Passed university: Fuck, no.

Had sex: Fuck, yes.

Had sex in public: ...I mean. Not on the Main St. Sidewalk, but I'm... pretty sure there wasn't as much privacy in all those back alley trysts as you might want to believe. Also, do orgies and sex clubs count as public? ‘cause, uh...

Gotten pregnant: Nope. Cyborg birth control ftw!

Kissed a boy: Yes.

Kissed a girl: Yes.

Gotten tattoos: Several. All traditional, none of them are Light tattoos.

Gotten piercings: A few in her ears, the nosering, and the eyebrow thing.

Been in love: Yes. Not until she reached Night City, but then she kinda made up for it by falling in love a few times over the course of the game.

Stayed up for more than 24 hours: Pretty regularly, for business and for pleasure.

Are they...

A virgin: Ha. No.

A cuddler: Very much so. Even before the love part, she was always very tactile. (It confused the hell out of Jackie until he just accepted that being her best friend and go-to fling was about as intimate as some relationships he'd been in... prior to feelings coming to light, anyway.)

A kisser: Indeed.

Scared easily: In some ways, not so much others. On her own, she's pretty reckless and fearless. When she has people she cares about, she can fairly easily get scared of fucking up the relationship and also of outside harm coming to them if and when these things crop up on the horizon. However, it pretty much took coming face to face with death in a way she couldn't shrug off before she actually got traumatized to the point of being terrified.

Jealous easily: Under the right circumstances. She's less jealous of physical activity and closeness and more when it comes to feelings.

Trustworthy: She can lie and she can twist the truth, and she has no scruples against doing either. But when it boils down to it, if she's on your side she will have your back to the last cliff at the end of the world.

Dominant: She certainly can be. She can be hard-headed and stubborn, to add to it, and she has no second thoughts about stepping up and taking charge. Though if we're talking about in bed, she's drastically less so.

Submissive: To whom is the bigger question. If she likes someone, she tends to be a lot gentler and tries to be considerate. And again, if we're talking about in bed, well... yes. Pushy about it sometimes, maybe, but yes.

In love: Ha. Hahaha. Yes. With quite a few people.

Single: It's complicated (TM).

Random questions (tw for self harm/suicide mention)

Have they harmed themselves: In a manner of speaking. It's not a conscious/deliberate thing, the way most people think of self-harm, but she falls into plenty of behaviors that would qualify and definitely puts herself out there in harms way or restricts herself as a means of self-punishment.

Thought of suicide: Yes. Quite a bit, after the Heist.

Attempted suicide: Again, not in a conscious or deliberate way, but more of a sarcastic 'wouldn't it be a shame if these dangerous behavior patterns happened to have consequences' way.

Wanted to kill someone: Quite a bit! And has!

Have/had a job: Very many!

Have any fears: Losing the people she cares about, to negligence or outside influence. Not making any lasting impact. Dying, after viewing that BD, and double after reliving Johnny's memories, and triple actually doing it once or twice.

Family

Siblings: To her knowledge, she's an only child. It's plausible that her mother remarried after leaving the clan.

Parents: Her father is a Nomad. Her mother is City, though V never knew which city. She's not in contact with either. And so far, I haven't given them names.

Children: None and she's a little terrified of the idea. Not that she couldn't eventually change her mind - she never thought she'd be in love, either.

Significant other: Jackie. Misty. Arguably Panam and River. Saul and Placide she kinda wishes. Johnny she kinda wishes not, but they share a brain and that's pretty significant even if not in any traditional relationship sense.

Pets: One (1) sphinx cat she found and picked up that was hiding in the alleys of her MegaBuilding.