#apparently I'm really into the alphabet lately idk whats up with that

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The Great OC Alphabet Caper: A

Credit to @sleepyowlwrites​ for coming up with this idea. Basically, I will introduce each of my characters based on the letters of the alphabet. I’m averaging like 3-4 characters for most of the letters (with some letters having 0, like O Q X W and Y).

Alex the Thief

Seems somehow fitting that the very first character in this lineup is perhaps my oldest character. 

WIP: Hero (placeholder title) 

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: 17 (in Hero) / 24 (in other stories)

Physical Description: Has brown hair and brown eyes and always wears his iconic red hat. Strong but lean and skinny, like a cat. 

Abilities: Stealing, sword fighting, lying through his teeth

Defining Traits: Alex is clever and quick-thinking. He’s also a bit of a jerk at times, but he has a strong sense of fairness and right and wrong. Excellent fibber. He’s very likeable for his great sense of humor but if he doesn’t like you he will annoy you to no end.

Excerpt:

“A little colder than I would have liked,” Alex called. “But it’s a lot roomier on this side of the door, I have to say. Want to join me?”

Brent whirled around, startled by Alex’s voice, now from the opposite direction, but he recovered himself quickly. “Are you crazy?” He moved to the cell door. “If any of the marquis’ soldiers see you there will be serious consequences! Escaping from prison is a crime in and of itself – there will be no pleading for innocence now!”

“You suuuure you don’t want me to let you out?” Alex asked. “I will if you beg?” 

Shaking his head slowly, Brent murmured, “If you just had a little patience they’d free you eventually. As it is now they will think you really are the princess’ kidnapper, and they will never stop hunting you. Don’t you see that you’re making a mistake?”

“It’s something I excel in. Personal hazard I suppose.”

Extra: Favorite food is fish (because he’s a cat-boy)

Althena Stone

Not gonna embarrass myself by putting really old art here, I haven’t drawn her in like a hot minute (several years)

WIP: KELJAR (also a placeholder title)

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 17-19? We’re not sure

Physical Description: She’s got green hair and pointy ears because she’s an anime character. All of her features are a bit pointy (chin, nose, etc). Her skin tone has a bit of a reddish undertone. 

Abilities: Archery, climbing, hunting

Defining Traits: Independent and stubborn. She is used to surviving in the forest alone so she doesn’t compromise with others well. She can be quick to anger but she is practical and will drop useless grudges easily. 

Extra: Demi-god. Can go super-saiyan. I made her when I was like nine, alright.

Ara Newton

WIP: Cyprus Hollow

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 16-17

Physical Description: Relatively short with a cute face. Something about her just makes people want to protect her. Has red (kinda orange-ish) hair. Wears a white robe.

Abilities: Healing magic

Defining Traits: Initially comes across as shy, but once you get to know her she is a bit more practical. She is often takes the caregiver role in her group, being the both the healer and the responsible one. She is best friends with Baku, who she grew up with.

Alta Lombard

Also known as the “Vigilante”, or called “Feathers” by the people who work with her

WIP: The Sword of Mikulhart

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 18/19

Physical Description: Her hair is brown but is so light it almost looks pink, cut in a short, boyish style. Has white eyes. Usually she wears a red scarf and a winged helmet. 

Abilities: Sword fighting, jumping great distances

Defining Traits: Alta feels responsible for a lot of things that are actually outside of her control. She is at times very serious and often doesn’t speak if she doesn’t feel any need to. She is quick to act and often makes poor decisions because of it. A notable example of this being when she jumps off a many story wall. She has a hard time standing by and watching when innocent people are in danger. 

Excerpt:

It wasn’t that Alta did not love Delita. It was that she could not love Delita. It wasn’t safe. She was a constant burden on her. To love Delita, to call her ‘mother,’ would be selfish. Alta had learned that lesson long ago. It was what had killed her father - no - what had killed Mikel. Alta had loved Mikel dearly, and he had loved her. If Alta hadn’t been around Mikel would never have died. He would still be there with his son and wife. 

Alta knew that Delita and Jericho didn’t blame her. But she also knew a trade had been made. Her life for Mikel’s. And she recalled it with great bitterness. Had they the choice surely Delita and Jericho would rather have their husband and father – whatever they may say now.

Extra: Sometimes lapses into periods of muteness, though not often. Holdover from when she was a child and had a couple years where she was mute. Her memory of her earliest childhood is very patchy. She was adopted into the Lombard family. Likes drawing. Can’t cook. Is a lesbian. 

[albedoswifehusband]

Hey buddy! Because of your nsfw alphabet, i'm positive that we agree that xiao has little to no experience in... Well... Stuff. So, may I ask for his s/o teaching him how to touch himself properly, maybe after seeing him horny or trying to get off by himself and failling idk, its up to you. Thanks, pal!

My xiaomiao…. King of simply not giving a shit about leisure activities. He is desperate under this cut:

Xiao doesn't act on urges often, viewing the act of pleasure when all alone as something needlessly time consuming that isn't worth the wasted energy, causing him to be frustrated after starting to be sexually active again. It's apparent in the way he kisses Y/N like a man starved whenever he cums inside them as deep as he can manage, balls flush against them.

Of course Y/N notices how horny he's been alone lately, neither having the free time to do much with current events. He's currently flopped on the bed face down, slightly moving his hips trying to ignore the feeling of how hard he's getting over absolutely nothing.

Y/N walks over to him and places a hand on his shoulder, the man shuddering at the casual touch. They tap his arm to get him to roll over and ask,

"If you'd like, I can guide you and show you how to get off when you're alone?"

He groans and nods,

"Yeah, okay. I'd like that."

They urge him to get comfortable on the bed with his clothing off.

He… never really thinks about his own comfort. Mind blanking, he settles for leaning back against the headboard before Y/N sits down next to him.

Taking his wrist in their hand, they wrap his own hand around his throbbing cock, gently dragging it down to the base. They guide him back up slowly, giving him tingles up his spine in the process of the stimulation. His breath hitches when they help him start moving faster.

When they remove their hand from him he whines in protest and his hips thrust forward involuntarily, Y/N moving back slightly to softly suggest things for him to try so he can figure out what feels good. This goes on for quite a while, Y/N telling him what to do and Xiao following their every word as his pleasure stays steady, but never peaks.

His breathing is erratic as he impatiently asks,

"Can't you just make me cum this time?"

They smirk and back up further,

"Nuh-uh. You have to rely on yourself to learn right now."

[jungkooks-left-tiddie]

I think I’m in love | knj.

Summary: Your new internship sucked ass. It was fun, but exhausting at the same time. It also didn’t help that uni was also stressing you out. Amidst all this pressure and stress, perhaps a midnight walk on the Han River with your crush Kim Namjoon is what you needed all along. A/N: so I saw this namjoon picture circulating around stan twitter and my 3am sleep deprived ass decided to write a Drabble. 1 hour and 2k words later, here we are.

Words: 2k (maybe more idk I didn’t count)

Warnings: grammar issues, 4am writing

Song rec: I think I’m in love (kat dahlia)

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“You’ve never been to the Han River at night?” Screams of outrage filled the silent room as you shook your head.

“I’ve never had the need to,” You frowned, feeling a little lost. “Plus it’s not like my parents would have let me.”

“Have you ever heard of something called sneaking out?” Jimin continued berating you and you couldn’t help but feel a little upset.

“Look, I know it may seem like Jimin-hyung is overreacting, but he’s not.” Jungkook clarified and made you feel even worse. “Han River is amazing at night.” The 3 boys nodded as if it were a common fact.

“You guys aren’t making this any better, y’know.” You frowned yet again.

They continued describing how mesmerising the river looked at night and you could do nothing but frown and continue doing your work.

Unbeknownst to you, Kim Namjoon kept sneaking glances at you from where he was seated. He wasn’t even trying to be subtle and that got on Yoongi’s nerves.

“Just ask them out, for fucks sake.” Yoongi massaged his eyes as Seokjin and Hoseok tried not to laugh.

“What do you mean?” Namjoon pretended to not know what Yoongi’s words meant and noted down a few more points for his assignment.

“Please tell me Namjoon did not just ask that,” Yoongi took a deep breath before proceeding, “Look, we all know that you have the most obvious crush on (Y/N) so just go and confess ok?”

It was true. Ever since you’d moved into the flat right opposite to his, Namjoon’s been talking about you non-stop.

But he continued to pretend like he didn’t hear Yoongi.

Seokjin and Hoseok, who were tired of their constant bickering and Namjoon’s denial, decided to take matters into their own hands.

“Yoongi’s right Joon,” Seokjin shared a mischievous glance with Hoseok before continuing, “If you don’t do anything, we will.” He declared, standing up and making his way to where you were sitting with Hoseok following in suit.

Namjoon started panicking even more when Yoongi decided to join Jin and Hobi as well, because he knew; oh he knew that they would not hold back. So he quickly ran after them and tried to convince them to back out.

“Guys, come on!” He begged, “I promise I will ask them out one day, but please please don’t do anything now,” It was too late now. Taehyung had spotted the lot of them walking up to your table.

“(Y/N), look!” You winced as Jungkook elbowed you harshly.

“What, dumbass--”  Kim Namjoon was standing in front of you.

For a moment, you felt your entire surroundings become a blur and you could only see Kim Namjoon in all his 6ft glory. And as soon as it came, it was gone because you had to remind yourself that people were watching.

“Jin-hyung! What’s up?” Jungkook hits the other man’s arm in greeting.

“Stop hitting me, punk,” They started doing their own thing again, forcing Hoseok to take over.

“We heard you guys talk something about rivers and we were bored so we decided to join lmao,” Hoseok dragged one of the chairs from a nearby table and slumped.

“Damn, I didn’t realise we were that loud,” Tae rubbed his neck sheepishly.

“It was necessary though! I mean it's not everyday we come to know that our best friend never visited the Han River at night,” All eyes were on you after Jimin’s statement.

“Wait (Y/N) really?” You nodded reluctantly. “I lived pretty far away plus I had strict parents so…” You hoped they would drop the topic here, and were extremely thankful when they did.

“Well, I'm sure you’ll have plenty more opportunities to visit. So don’t worry!” Seokjin cheered you up a little.

Your phone started ringing from nowhere and apparently your boss wanted you to collect some files to write a report on from the main office so you quickly informed your friends and bade them farewell.

Collecting the files wasn't the hard part. The hard part was walking home with no one except your thoughts to keep you company. You thought about what your friends said about the Han river and decided to make a trip if you were done with your work.

It sucked to admit it, but they were probably right. The Han River must be really mesmerising for them to talk about it so much and you found yourself suddenly envious of the rest of them.

Night strolls weren’t an option in your old neighbourhood; and though the new one wasn’t bad, you were busy with both uni and your internship. I mean being able to read your fanfics itself was a luxury and these hoes expected you to take a leisure stroll? Keep dreaming luv <3

You said all that to say, but you were still thinking about going there tonight. It seemed like immense fun and plus, it would be your first midnight stroll. You just hoped, with all your might, that you would be able to finish the work as soon as possible.

Lo and behold! 3 cups of coffee later, you were done!

To celebrate, you blasted some music on the speakers and danced along to the lyrics, bopping your head along to the beats.

Namjoon looked at your dancing form through his window. You seemed like you were having a lot of fun, he concluded, an amused  grin now apparent on his face. Judging by the way you seemed to have fun, Namjoon concluded that you must've been done with the work you mentioned you had.

Namjoon did not know the practicality of this, but he had a very random idea to take you on a riverside date. And you know what? He was going to do it. Fuck Yoongi, he’s going to prove it to the rest of them that he, indeed, could ask you out.

And so he took out a random book and wrote a message on it, Taylor Swift’s You Belong With Me style.

He did not know where this sudden confidence came from, but he took a small pebble from his rock collection and chucked it across to make sure it hit your window (yes, he was careful not to break it) and waited for your response.

You, on the other hand, were confused. Your mini-dance session was interrupted by a clink! Against your window and you went to check for the source of the sound; only to be met with Kim Namjoon’s waving form.

You panicked internally, not knowing what to do in front of the man you obviously had a thing for. And you were even more confused when he held up a paper with something on it.

“Do you want to go on a riverside walk with me?” It read.

Apparently, you could not form words so that’s fun =D. Instead, you chose to stand there like 🧍🏽and just nod in response. Namjoon gave you a beautiful dimpled smile with a thumbs up before closing the curtains to his window and switching his lights off.

It was only now that you were hit with the epiphany that you were going on what was essentially a midnight date with the Kim Namjoon and boy, oh boy, you were most certainly NOT prepared for it.

Rushing to your closet, you threw on your most comfortable pair of outerwear (and of course made sure you looked presentable) before chewing like 5 breath mints and grabbing your scarf (and your apartment keys) to go and meet Namjoon.

“Hey,” He smiled.

“Hey,” You replied, still breathless.

“Ready to go?” Namjoon asked and you nodded in response. You noticed that he hid something in his bag but made no comment and instead fell into a steady pace beside him.

The walk to the river was not awkward at all, thanks to Namjoon’s ability to radiate comfort. Which was a blessing cause otherwise you would definitely have embarrassed yourself by now.

You didn't even realise that you’d reached your destination until you noticed the numerous cars and lights.

“Woah.” You had no words for the sight in front of you.

“It's beautiful, isn't it?” Namjoon chuckled and sighed, “I love coming here. It never gets old.” He stares off into the distance.

You get it now. The way the bridge lit up, the view, the vibe, everything. It was enthralling. And the fact that it was Namjoon who was with you made this 1000 times better.

You were so absorbed with admiring the view in front of you that your dumbass didn't notice Namjoon staring at you. There was just something so absolutely adorable and endearing in the way your eyes lit up and seemed to sparkle at the sight in front of the both of you.

“Namjoon, look!” You grab the sleeve of his hoodie, “Purple lights!” He quickly snaps a picture of not only the scenery in front of him, but also you. You who were so excited to see this view at midnight for the first time.

You spent a bit more time admiring the view, goofing off, and taking pictures before finally deciding that it was time for the both of you to head back. As upset as you were, you took comfort in knowing that you could visit this place more often hereon.

The conversation on the walk back home was one that you would never forget.

“No way… Here I was thinking that alpha and beta were just limited to greek alphabet and math,” The look of horror on Namjoon’s face when you explained omegaverse was something that you desperately wanted a picture of, and regretted not taking one.

“It’s a thing that definitely exists, and though I may not be a fan of it; I think a lot of people are into that kind of thing.”

“Interesting,” He comments, pausing. “Say, would the title ‘My Alpha mate’ qualify as omegaverse?” His sudden question caught you off guard.

“I think so… Why do you ask?”

“I think… I think Yoongi-hyung is into omegaverse.” Even though you did not mean to, you burst out in laughter. Yoongi being into reading stories centering around dom alpha mating rituals was something you never needed to know but were glad you did.

You continued explaining the various fanfiction tropes to the other male, especially your favourite ones.

“Oh, I once remember reading this amazing Zuko, Sokka and Suki fic somewhere and I genuinely think that it should be nominated for the Nobel prize,” Namjoon looked at you affectionately while you rambled about the plot of the story.

“And at the end--” You paused, looking behind you and caught Namjoon standing with a camera in his hands.

“Sorry, you just looked so beautiful, I had to take a picture.” You were sure you looked like the capillaries in your face burst.

There were a lot of things Namjoon was proud about, and making you blush that hard was definitely on his top 5.

“L-let’s go, dork.” You try your best to brush it off but KIM NAMJOON JUST COMPLIMENTED YOU STFU OK YOU WERE ALLOWED TO CRY.

Anyways, y’all reached your apartment complex sooner than the both of you wanted, and honestly? Neither of you wanted the other to go.

“So,” “Actually--” You both begin at the same time. Flustered, you gestured to Namjoon to go ahead with what he wanted to say and assured him that what you wanted to say wasn’t of any major importance.

“I actually bought something for you,” He took a small bag out of his backpack and handed it to you. “It’s a collection of poems and short stories that i wrote for-for you,” He flushed and avoided making eye-contact with you.

“Namjoon, I--”

“You don’t need to read it, but I just wanted to give them to you because… because I really like you.” It was your turn to blush (again).

“Of course I will read it, you idiot. I’m literally in love with you, what makes you think I won't?” Namjoon widened his eyes and proceeded to smile bashfully, pulling you into a tight hug.

“You have no idea how happy I am right now,” He admits, swaying you around in his arms. You nuzzle deeper into his warm embrace and whisper--

“Thank you for everything, Joonie.”