#oc: Dawn Comet

[i-can-not-art]

Cringetober day 3: Oversized prop

I feel crusty

[elevensupercalifragilisticbagels]

Do you ever have a bunch of OCs and this one group is your favorite of all time, you love them and they’re your best babies, but the only lineup you have is this fucking thing you made on freeform

Couldn't be me, idk what you talking about

[thebrokenmechanicalpencil]

@quibble-auk

(Tw. Panic attacks, violence, angst, gore.)

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Comet was laying with his back to Dropmix.

Comet couldn't breathe.

The large mech  had gestured and not so kindly asked him to lay down on the extra berth in the room. Now revealed by the bright sterile lights. Comet remembers it as not so kindly because he knew what the mech was unintentionally signaling with his clenched jaw. 

It revealed a hardly grasped anger.

 Dark blue optics sharp and lips in a tight line, the very moment Jeopardy had slipped from the room like a clueless child. Cometeater wasn’t supposed to have seen that though. Wasn't supposed to smell the flash of fear. Nor witnessed the way Dropmix had smoothly hid it. The fear and concern was the first to plunge. The ripples of his cold facade drowned any emotions he allowed on his face.  With that, and a sharp gesture, Comet was ordered onto a table.

That glimpse of Dropmix’s anger did nothing to soothe the Pretender. 

His throat still throbbed from their earlier squabble, his back plating burning from the impact on the wall. Comet did not want this medic near him, medic now right? When he allowed his eyes to cut up at the imposing “medic,” all he saw was the same mech who had fought in the arena. Mercilessly ripped the heads off of mechs who had tried to run. Tried to escape. To hide. Comet felt his heartbeat pick up as the old battered memories peeked over the wall in his mind. Their wet bloodshot eyes winking in dried blood. 

“I said, you need to lie down.”

Comet jolted at the firm growl, Dropmix watching him carefully from the opposite side of the berth. Comet felt his muscles stiffen at the very idea of doing so. Sitting next to him was bad enough. “Don’t make this difficult Cometeater, the sooner we get this done the sooner I go.” The large mech kept his face perfectly neutral, but a raise of an eyebrow showed the smallest twitch of tension. Comet knew if that tension broke he wouldn't survive it a second time.

“How?” He didn't like how quiet he sounded, he was never supposed to put himself in a situation like this. Weak, vulnerable. Where had his bravado gone? It's probably stuck in the heavy joints of Dropmix’s fingers, where they had locked so tight on his throat Comet had lost any and all sense for far too long. 

Weak.

“On your left side, you said it was your right hip?” Dropmix gestured slowly at the slab of metal gleaming in the lights. Dropmix had wanted them on. 

Comet didn't want to.  It was too much like laying with his belly exposed. Begging to be gutted. His whole body screamed as he cautiously laid down on his side. Making sure he faced the ex gladiator. You need to be awake for Sideswipe, he reminded himself to maybe soothe the growing fear. 

Dropmix was staring at him. 

You need to agree to this to keep him safe. Comet clenched his fists to ignore the shaking. He was doing this for Sideswipe.

Dropmix moved out from in front of him and Comet felt his back scream in warning. In a chain of muscles his whole back tensed for an impact, instead Dropmix spoke again. His deep baritone shook Comet to his core, “I’m going to run a couple tests,” No choice. No room for argument. Those awful optics bore into his skin as the mech moved. His once faint scent now wafting and smothering everything else. Cold and cloying. Comet felt his breath pick up as his skin tightened. “Relax, I can’t do these properly if you're stiff as a board.” Comet forced, and it was an exhausting effort, himself to relax. His muscles twitched in disagreement, jumping under his skin. 

He could feel Dropmix.

In a warm heat behind him. Too close. His leg twitched with the need to run, to hide. Dropmix was too close. He needed to run, now. Comet felt his armor start to tremble with tension at danger being so close. Shame bloomed in all its ugliness, he needed to calm down. Comet was better than this. He had been examined before. Ratchet had done this before.  Comet slowly breathed in and out, lowering his head onto his folded arm. 

Ratchet had never ripped a mech’s face off.

Dropmix slowly grabbed his thigh, allowing enough of a warning for a normal bot. But it did nothing to ease the influx of panic. It whirled over Comet in deep gusts. His heart was beating so fast it hurt, pounding in his chest as Dropmix lifted his leg to test its limits.

The shot of agony sent a sudden sharp chirp from Comet’s mouth.

Comet shoved his face into his arm, as that awful shame and fear mixed. He didn't dare look up at Dropmix. What was wrong with him? He was better than this. Comet tried to shake out the fear and panic as Dropmix began to slowly move his leg again, after a long moment that had Comet’s face burning. 

He’s going to rip your leg off. 

The rogue thought sent a wave of terror down his spine. Thick and cold he felt like his lungs were about to collapse.

No he’s not. Why would he? Cometeater forced even breathes, closing his eyes against the now horrendously bright clinical lights. 

Because he has done it before.

The faint smell of the pits from the gladiator behind him made Comet’s mouth water like he was about to throw up, images of Dropmix doing that very thing echoed across his closed eyes.

A thick limb in the gladiator’s hands, energon cascading in a pink waterfall. 

Comet forced a breath, he needed to calm down. He needed to stop.

His red and black helm coated, teeth clamping on the mech’s face.

Comet’s heart hammered as he felt his chest cramp from the force of his scattered breathing.

The ripping of wiring, the horrible gurgles as energon erupted from Dropmixes mouth as the bit into another gladiator's belly.

Comet couldn’t smell Sideswipe anymore, only the Pit. Only Dropmix

The arena smelt hot and dry, it hurt. Why did everything have to hurt?

Dropmixe’s clean scent choked him. His breaths were too erratic. Why was Dropmix closer now?

Dropmix was in the arena. It stank of him. He glared from the back of it.

Dropmix had a firm hold on him. Pinning him. Touching him.

Those horrible hands clenched around him. “Don’t be so scared little one.”

Optics flashed. Cold and unforgiving.

She smiled, his blood painting her face.

Comet screamed.

The scent was everywhere. Dust was choking him.

Comet could only hear his own breaths. Haggard and loud.

Its too loud.

The hands tightened.

“STOP!”

He wrenched himself away, cold tears marking trails of liquid terror down his face.

Her breath fanned him, she smelt like Sunny’s energon.

“PLEASE!”

Comet hit the ground as the sobs overwhelmed him. 

He couldn't breathe.

[cimicherrychanga]

turning my overhead lamp upside down so it lights the ceiling was one of the best choices ive ever made, turning it off and watching just how BRIGHT my glow-in-the-dark stars shine makes me so ridiculously happy every time

[ominous-faechild]

STORY INTRO:

FAERIE'S DAWN (interact with this post to join the taglist)

Following the Shattering of Reality, the world was plunged into what came to be known as the Faewildes: an ever-changing world suffused with magic and danger. Humanity crumbled under the weight of the new reality while fae—and the archfae above them—emerged to rule over the new world. Humans couldn't compete against the fae's sheer magical prowess, and soon built strongholds in territories with weak magical presence to stand against them. Now, so many generations later, humanity has finally learned of faekind's weakness: metal, which weakens fae and blocks their magic. A war is breaking out between humanity and fae, with gods each picking sides in the conflict. Between faeries Nova, Cloud, and Sky, and the human settlement Eve and Asa protect... who will win?

(Psst... to fans of the Existential of Magic—aka the God of the Faewildes—this story has them as a major player! You'll see a lot of them in here! Your guys' overwhelming love for them motivated me to write this story lmao)

THEME SONG:

He looked me in the eyes, and without a word He saw right through my soul And with an evil little grin, and a stench of sin He delivered me a message that I'll never forget Put your hands up, this is your last chance So boy, prepare to die Get ready to meet your maker Before I put one right between your eyes Get ready (get ready) For your resignation Get ready (get ready) For your salvation 'Cause when you wake up, you'll realize Who even cares if you're dead If you were never alive

MAIN CHARACTERS:

✦ Eve Primavera ✦ Asa Primavera ✦ Nova “Me” Fae ✦ Scamall “Cloud” Fae ✦ Spéir “Sky” Fae

ADDITIONAL INFO:

✦ obviously high fantasy ✦ mostly rustic & post-apocalyptic ✦ oh and TONS of action lmao ✦ hope you like intense magic fights! ✦ oh (x2) and mild aspects of horror ✦ (I'm @ominous-faechild, I HAVE to!) ✦ it's like a legal obligation lol

✦ includes: ✦ tons of lgbtqia+ rep ✦ gays. all the gays. ✦ nova's genderfluid (any/all) ✦ a closeted trans??? ✦ tbh one is nb af but that closet??? inescapable. ✦ neurodivergent rep ✦ eve & asa both audhd lol ✦ nova's audhd too lol ✦ sky and branch are autistic ✦ tbh it's safe to bet everyone is something ✦ expressions of cultures inspired by: ✦ middle ireland, ✦ germania, ✦ and criticisms of christianity

✦ trigger warnings: ✦ shows depictions of: ✦ sexism ✦ racism(?) (between fae/humans) ✦ xenophobia ✦ body dysphoria ✦ depression & anxiety ✦ religious zealotry ✦ religious trauma

THEMES:

✦ recognizing, breaking away from abusers, and learning to find yourself after departure

✦ accepting one's self ✦ especially for groups found "not traditionally acceptable" by society, which is reflected within eve and asa's home

✦ discrimination ✦ especially when artificial, or baseless

✦ “man, these religious zealots kinda suck” ✦ yeah it's a good mix of traumatic and cathartic here

MASTERLIST TABLE OF CONTENTS #FAERIE'S DAWN

CHARACTER INTROS:

✦ Eve Primavera (pending)

✦ Asa Primavera (pending)

✦ Nova “Me” Fae

✦ Scamall “Cloud” Fae (pending)

✦ Spéir “Sky” Fae

TAGS:

#high fantasy #action #action fantasy #diverse characters #fantasy #fantasy story #fantasy writing #fantasy world #magic world #worldbuilding #fantasy worldbuilding #comedy #humor

#diverse characters #poc in fantasy #poc characters #lgbtq+ characters #lgbtqia characters #lgbtq characters #lgbt fiction #neurodivergent characters #autistic characters #adhd character #autistic coded #autistic creator

#morally grey characters #morally gray #villain coded #feral oc #feral character

#faeries #faerie #the fae #fae #fae folk #faecore #fey oc

TAGLIST:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

@real-fragments @lunauphternal @sullymarlowe @aalinaaaaaa @yourpenpaldee

@dangerousbunnyking @milday-dewinter @hoerikwaggo @thestorywitch @simonnebethel

@keeping-writing-frosty @cedence @sodalysm @amor-vivere @lovelyfirebouquet

@shabbyshoebox @creative-creatrues-hub @black-cubes @brightyellowsprite @cosmic-demonartist

@summermaes (ask and ye shall be added)

(tho actually I'mma add everybody who interacts with this post? or put them on my 'just tell me rq if you don't want to be included' list lol)

divider by @thyming

[arnaerr]

I filled out this questionnaire for my other OCs, it's time to do it for Hildegarda ✨

✦ HILDE ✦

Seasoning - thyme

Weather - chilly foggy twilight

Color -  teal, indigo, burgundy

Sky -  a moment before dawn

Magic Power - celestial sorcery, enchanting

House plant - ivy

Weapon -  glintstone halo scythe

Subject -  smithing, enchanting, sorcery, history

Social Media - doesn't have any, she has a grandma mindset

Make-up Product - blue eyeliner

Ice cube shape - star

Candy - sour jellies

Fear - losing all of her memories

Method of long-distance travel - Torrent <3 and Grace teleportation

Art Style - likes to make her own maps and draw little icons of important places she discovered. Tries to doodle in her spare time, but isn't very good at it. Exceptional at drawing smithing schematics and enchanting sigils without a ruler, tho.

Celestial Body - comet

Mythical creature - Harpy

Piece of stationery - a worn out old notebook filled with notes, maps, and torn out book pages; there are dried herbs as well

[karticatyt]

Next gen AU character roster!! This is mostly just an attempt to practice formatting posts and figure out how to use this app um ANYWAY

(heads up, this won’t be extremely in depth about lore or backstories, just simple introductions!)

This is the main roster in a row next to each other, along with their ages. Some of the art here is older than others… I’ll explain them in some more detail.

This here is Amber Gleam and her sister, Comet Trail! Long story short, Amber’s ‘real’ name is Cicada, and she is actually an adopted changeling, raised by Princess Twilight and later on her stepdad, Sunburst. Comet is her younger sister. Comet is competing with their cousin, Flurry Heart for royal guard status. I’ll talk more about Flurry later. Amber has been raised in the shadows for most of her life to hide her identity, which has led to issues socializing as well as a harsh reputation among the public as opposed to her sister.

Racing Heart isn’t actually the offspring of any canon characters, but she is an old OC that I love too much to remove, so she’s a part of my AU because she can. She’s a hopeless romantic lesbian who constantly crushes on all kinds of characters, but her eye is primarily set on Cotton Bow, who I’ll talk about next. I accidentally made her with lesbian colors back in 5th grade… I didn’t even know the word lesbian… wow…

Cotton Bow is the daughter of Mayor Diamond Tiara and Pipsqueak. She is best friends with Amber and they both bond over the issues that come from being the daughters of well known political figures and just wanting to be average, normal ponies. Although, Cotton doesn’t know about Cicada’s secret. Cotton’s special talent is knitting/crocheting (to her parents’ dismay) and she’s an introvert who doesn’t want to follow her family’s legacy.

Koi Concord is the son of Discord and Fluttershy. He has some powers from his father but they mainly remain limited to nature. He obtained his mother’s ability to speak to animals, but his favorites are sea creatures. He spends majority of his time swimming in rivers and creeks with little fishy friends, and keeps to himself for the most part. (Amber doesn’t like him very much as she deems his introversion as a waste of his ability to coexist with ponies as a mix breed/foreign species unbothered, unlike her who has to stay a secret)

Marigold Peaberry! The daughter of Rarity and Joe, she actually was really difficult to make a solid design for because I made her before picking her parents and then I had to redesign her to make her look related… it was a whole mess. She still doesn’t really have any personality or official role in the story.

Now we’re getting into old art territory… Startrix have 2 kids! Epitome Dusk and her brother Jinx Nightfall. Jinx is magically disabled and cannot use his horn without causing any accidents.This made his family incredibly heartbroken, but they all love him nonetheless. I imagine that these two hang out with Concord the most, since he’s the youngest of my next gen main characters.

Now time for Flurry! In my next gen AU, they are actually nonbinary and are dating Luster Dawn! I had a little bit of a poll/vote among my friends over if Luster should have been with Flutty or Comet and Flurry won! They don’t have a large role.

You might be wondering why that purple one at the end of the roster hasn’t appeared, and that’s because they aren’t canon. at least, I haven’t decided if they should be or not. Sunrise is a next gen for pinkiedash, but they’re merely a design concept for now. I’ll probably answer any questions people have about these guys if i have any answers. i doubt i’ll be getting any for a WHILE.

[ask-the-future-heroes]

welcome to the tumblr void

here, you can ask my many fankids questions about themselves or their world, or just interact with them!

First things first: the rules.

1. These characters are minors, aside from a select few over 18. Absolutely no nsfw asks will be tolerated.

2. On that same note, simping IS allowed, within reason. I have irl friends simping over some of the fankids here, but as long as no explicit jokes or anything are made simping is fine.

3. Be kind, to each other at least. You can be mean to the characters WITHIN REASON. No over the top torture or anything.

4. Interactions between my fankids and ocs are fine.

5. If i like your ask enough, i might draw it out.

6. If you are a homophobe, transphobe, zoophile, pedo, or anything like that, leave.

7. Do not bring up politics here please. This is just a personal thing for me, I don’t like seeing politics when I go onto tumblr to distract myself from that.

8. You will get three strikes here. Anons will get one before they are blocked. This is mostly towards nsfw asks, or violent ones.

The Mod: @funkyfandomlover is my main. I go by any pronouns (due to the fact I don’t like saying my gender online) and my absolute favorite character is Espio, and my favorite fankid of mine is Spectre.

Anyway, the kids!

25 Years Later AU (Main Fankid AU)

Spectre the Chameleon (Shadpio kid, he/him, 16; need to redo ref)

Breeze Rose (Sonamy kid, she/her, 14)

Prism the Cat (Silvaze twin, he/him, 16)

Cinder the Hedgehog (Silvaze twin, she/her, 16)

Topaz the Bat (Knuxouge kid, he/him, 19)

Emerald the Echidna (Knuxouge kid, she/her, 16)

Mint the Hybrid (Vectilla kid, she/her, 23)

Watts the Tenrec (Surgolin kid, he/him, 16)

TBA

Archie AU

Briar Rose (Shadamy kid, she/her, 16)

Alicia Acorn (Sonally kid, she/her, 15; needs reference)

Timestone AU (Sonilver AU)

Cobalt the Hedgehog (Sonilver kid, she/her, 14)

Phantom the Jackal (Infadow kid, he/him, they/them, 15)

Rocket the Hedgehog (Shadurge kid, she/her, they/them, 15)

Sol Prince AU (Sonaze AU)

Nova the Cat (Sonaze kid, he/him, 16)

Pearl Rose (Silvamy kid, she/her, 15)

Dawn the Echidna (Knuxadow kid, she/her, they/them, 14)

Project Sonadow AU

Comet the Hedgehog (Sonadow kid, she/her, 16)

Prim Rose (Metamy kid, she/they/it, mentally 16)

Aster Prower (Tailsmo kid, she/her, 9; needs reference)

TBA

Miscellaneous Kids (don’t fit in any named aus)

Harmony the Sheep (Whispolin twin, she/her, 15)

Echo the Ram (Whispolin twin, he/him, 15)

Aurora the Beetle (Jewolin fankid, she/her, 6)

Cyclone the Hawk (Scourjet fankid, she/her, 17)

With that done, ask away!

[willtheweaver]

OC questionnaire tag

Thanks for the tag @sleepy-night-child

My questions are:

1. What is your favorite time of day?

2. Do you believe dreams have meaning?

3. Do you fear death?

Got just the two to answer these:

1. What is your favorite time of day?

Fen: The time just before and just after dawn.

Opal: Afternoon as it slips into twilight.

2. Do you believe dreams have meaning?

Fen: I don’t know. I guess it all depends. Some dreams are just unconscious imagination, but some may be an extension of the dreamer’s personality…and then there is me. I swear, sometimes my dreams seem to predict the future, though their meaning is never clear until the event comes to pass.

Opal: I do. They are glimpses through a window, one which shows what has happened, what could be, and who the dreamer truly is. And as for the belief that some dreams are prophecies of things to come, I hear that some have that ability, but I don’t put much faith into it until young Fen one day sought guidance after having a dream that accurately predicted an event.

3. Do you fear death?

Fen: I wouldn’t call it fear, but I don’t know what else to say. There is just something about the unknown that is unnerving to most.

Opal: I do not. I’ve lived a full life, and now only one mystery remains.

Tagging @duckingwriting @the-golden-comet @sunflowerrosy @topazadine @alinacapellabooks

@roselinbooks @the-inkwell-variable @i-do-anything-but-write @leahnardo-da-veggie @theink-stainedfolk and open tag

Your questions are:

1. What would it take for you to forgive someone who wronged you?

2. You are given the chance to resurrect someone you loved for 24 hours. Would you do it?

3. What is the one job you don’t want?

[leahnardo-da-veggie]

Who wants me to write something for them? :D

I'm bored, so for no cost at all, I'm letting everyone know that you can drop into my asks and request I write something short for you!

It can be anything from me writing a short story about your OCs to a description of whatever you want! I'll even do fanfiction, but no guarantees it won't be OOC :)

I'll try to keep it above 500 words, though if I really love your prompt, you may be recieving a fairly long response hehe

Anyways, priority goes to my taglist, though anyone (and I mean literally anyone) can ask me for something! (Except smut. Please don't ask me for smut.)

@coffeeangelinabox, @dorky-pals, @calliecwrites, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @shukei-jiwa

@thewingedbaron, @pluppsauthor, @cowboybrunch, @wylloblr, @possiblyeldritch @ramwritblr, @urnumber1star, @tragedycoded, @bigwipscholar, @ratedn

@vampirelover890, @possiblylisle, @illarian-rambling, @the-ellia-west

@finicky-felix, @evilgabe29, @glitched-dawn, @rivenantiqnerd, @dragonhoardesfandoms

@drchenquill, @everythingismadeofchaos, @owldwagitoutofyou, @dimitrakies, @beloveddawn-blog

@riveriafalll, @the-golden-comet, @rascaronii, @trippingpossum, @real-fragments

@xenascribbles, @unrepentantcheeseaddict, @the-inkwell-variable

(Anyone else who wants to get added can tell me in the comments, pm me, or send me an ask about it!)

[i-can-not-art]

Ughhhhfghhgffhh it’s Sunday and I feel like I still need a third day to relax 🫠

[pluppsauthor]

Tag Game: OC/WIP Q&A

Thanks for the tags from: @tildeathiwillwrite, @diabolical-blue, @honeybewrites, @somethingclevermahogony, @willtheweaver

and @leahnardo-da-veggie. ❤ Much love to all of you.

Rules: open the floor for questions about your WIPs/OCs/creative process/inspiration/etc

I wanted to post this yesterday, but I had a medical problem that has thankfully cleared now. Anyway, my ask box has always been open (no anon tho). BUT, I want to hear anyone and everyone's questions.

I'm going to tag all of my writing mutuals that I didn't already above, both to pass the game along, but also to get some questions. No pressure to either :)

I'll lay out a list of my WIP's and stuff in them. I'll answer any question, but I will preface if it's a spoiler in case you want to avoid it at all (i'll also tag it as such)

Frequency:

Wounded Reflection:

Characters: Lukas Tiro (MC), Axel Reath, Oak, Vesa, Bene Grey, Cary Loaras, Kai & Skyla Starill, Karve Treath. (I only included the main trio and the other Hunters). Things in it of note: Fortissimo Organisation (special division), Hunters, ghasts/ghouls, Frequencies.

Kindred Spirits:

Characters: Rain (MC), Kasi, Yun Tiro. Things in it of note: Fortissimo Organisation (regular division), Frequencies, Romance :).

Hellfire:

Characters: Akita Day (MC), David Pol, Kai Everden, Vis, Hazzin. Things in it of note: Demons, Arch Demons, Ghasts, Un'thil'ar (Home of Demons), Frequencies.

Shattered Gods:

Characters: Luna (MC), the other characters are REDACTED, but, feel free to ask about them :) Thing in it of note: Gods, Daemons, LORE, Yismor (Home of Gods), Frequencies.

Forsaken:

Characters: Dusk/Ralillith Trio (MC), Zenith Freydra, Kyr, Dawn, Ino, Reven. Things in it of note: Frequencies, Runes, Everden Family, Families, New Season, Old world/New world, Daemon Tears, Trials, Daemons, Romance :).

Other Stories:

Wild & Grief:

Characters: Tinder (MC), Hope (MC), Mr. Fox. Things in it of note: Tree magic, fantasy world (no name yet), spirits.

534 ft.:

Characters: Jesse Graves (MC), Nolan Hunt, Shapeshifter Girl (Name pending). Things in it of note: magic, fantasy world (no name yet, not affiliated with Wild & Grief), fantasy creatures such as witches, fae, demons/devils, undead, etc.

Ad Infinitum (Placeholder name):

Characters: Captain Zanlith (MC), Officer Ani, Officer Clayde, more to come I'm sure. Things in it of note: sci-fi technology such as starships and the like, dreamlink technology, alien species, exploration of math and science theories.

That's it for WIP's (for now :)).

Anyway, down here in the depths of this post I will put the list of my writing mutuals I am tagging :3

@the-golden-comet, @ms-macintosh, @sm-writes-chaos, @illarian-rambling, @paeliae-occasionally

@aalinaaaaaa, @thewingedbaron, @sunset-a-story, @sunglasses-in-the-bentley, @ryns-ramblings

@nixwithapen, @whatwewrotepodcast, @minamaybe, @rivenantiqnerd, @phoenixradiant

@finickyfelix, @theeccentricraven, @bloodmoonloveletter, @oliolioxenfreewrites, @mk-writes-stuff

@kaylinalexanderbooks, @leave-a-message19, @themboty, @agirlandherquill, @xenascribbles

@emilynotfound, @shepardsherd, @kbwritesstuff, @decadentpandawasteland

and, open tag/anyone I missed. I didn't think there was that many lol. Much love to all of you again ❤

[theink-stainedfolk]

OC Unusual Association Tag

Thank you for the tag @willtheweaver i found this tag very interesting so i will take my ocs from two different stories lol.

How-To: Pick a character(s) and tell us what comes to mind for them in each category.

From The General's Bride:

Yin Jiàn

Seasoning: Star anise (aromatic but slightly bitter) Weather: A quiet snowfall at dawn Color: Crimson tinged with gold Sky: The last hues of sunset before twilight takes over Magic Power: Illusions—hiding, deceiving, and revealing only what he wants Plant: Wisteria (beautiful but draping, always hanging) Weapon: A finely crafted dagger, hidden beneath silk robes Social Media: A carefully curated Instagram account—perfection on the surface, but cryptic in captions Makeup: Delicate but striking—sharp eyeliner, soft lips, like a painting come to life Candy: Dark chocolate with a lingering, bittersweet aftertaste Fear: Being truly seen and understood, with nowhere left to hide Method of Long-Distance Travel: A palanquin, luxurious but enclosed Art Style: Traditional Chinese ink painting—fluid, elegant, yet bound by strokes Stationery: A gold-inlaid calligraphy brush, well-worn from use Celestial Body: A waning crescent moon—beautiful, distant, hiding its full self D&D Class: Bard (idk dnd so i had to search lol)

Luo Xingchen

Seasoning: Black pepper—strong, straightforward, with a bite Weather: A harsh winter wind that cuts through everything Color: Steel gray, unyielding Sky: A storm brewing on the horizon—calm, but not for long Magic Power: Telekinesis—efficient, powerful, without wasted movement Plant: Pine tree—unmoving, ever-resilient, standing through the storm Weapon: A long, battle-worn guandao (polearm) Social Media: No personal accounts, but if he had one, it’d be all blunt truths and zero embellishment Makeup: None, except for the occasional bloodstains that never seem to fully fade Candy: Bitter coffee-flavored hard candy—strong, acquired taste, keeps you awake Fear: Attachment—because losing it would be unbearable Method of Long-Distance Travel: Horseback, fast and efficient, no need for luxury Art Style: Realism, painted in stark contrasts—nothing romanticized, only truth Stationery: A plain yet practical inkstone, well-used but cared for Celestial Body: A solitary star burning in the void—distant but steadfast D&D Class: Fighter

From Ghosted Together:

Vihaan Singh

Seasoning: Garam masala Weather: Humid summer night with fireflies Colour: Deep amber Sky: A golden sunset after a storm Magic Power: Spirit summoning Plant: Marigold Weapon: Brass knuckles Social Media: Chaotic meme-filled Instagram stories Makeup: Smudged eyeliner he swears he didn’t put on Candy: Spicy tamarind candy Fear: Losing control over his powers Method of Long-Distance Travel: Motorcycle Art Style: Messy, expressive sketches Stationery: Ink-stained journal pages with doodles in the margins Celestial Body: Eclipse D&D Class: Warlock

Lǐ Zé Yǔ

Seasoning: Sichuan peppercorn Weather: Crisp autumn morning with a slight chill Colour: Midnight blue Sky: Clear, full-moon night Magic Power: Precognition Plant: White lotus (lolololol) Weapon: Hidden dagger Social Media: A perfectly curated, aesthetically pleasing Weibo account Makeup: Subtle, flawless foundation he “doesn’t wear” Candy: Dark chocolate with sea salt Fear: Being powerless in a life-or-death situation Method of Long-Distance Travel: Bullet train Art Style: Hyper-realistic ink drawings Stationery: High-quality fountain pen and pristine notebooks Celestial Body: The North Star D&D Class: Rogue

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[kaeru483]

current wip & tag list

With this post, I wanted to introduce my current WIP and offer a little more insight as to what I'm creating over here and all my OCs and such. If you'd like to be added to the tag list, please let me know! I'll be sure to keep you updated 🥰

(note: synopsis and tags will be under the break)

CW: this work will contain graphic depictions of violence, death, and murder. please let me know at any time if you believe there should be additional warnings on the overall synopsis or any individual post!

General Themes: magic, friendship, family drama, gardening/plants, queer relationships, coming-of-age-ish, political unrest, and more!

Synopsis:

In Gaeloria, there have always been those who can use magic, or Mystics. Magic is fickle here, and doesn't always come to the Mystic when they anticipate it. Alaric Blackthorne, a high-ranking general in King Eamon's army, has always harbored a deep hatred for Mystics and leads a coup against the King. Once Eamon is dead, Alaric declares himself the Iron King of Gaeloria and begins an inquisition to eliminate all Mystics and remove magic from the land. During this crusade, Mystics are publicly executed and citizens are encouraged to report any unknown Mystics to the Iron King and his Sentinels. Among those killed is his own wife, Rosalind. Thalia, the youngest of the three Blackthorne children, comes to despise her father and his hatred of Mystics. She plans her escape from the castle, but it comes sooner than anticipated when she is overcome with the sound every atom in the universe colliding inside of her skull, and an eerie golden glow beginning from her mother's ring, her most precious keepsake, crawls across her body. When she awakes, she is in an unknown cottage with two men who have brought her to their home, hidden deep in the woods and protected by now-illegal magic. They tell her that what she's experienced is magic imbuing her body, something that has happened to every Mystic since the dawn of time. Terrified of her father's retribution, they offer to keep her safe and help her learn what it is to use magic. Thankful for any opportunity to escape her father, she stays with them until she can move on to a nearby village where Mystics have lived in hiding from King Alaric since his inquisition. While hiding away, Thalia receives word that her best friend Needa hasn't returned after setting off to find her. Thalia, along with her new allies, travel together to the nearby town of Ashspire to request the aid of the Mystic leadership. She discovers that the Mystic leaders are more than just a group of outcasts-- they are an all-out rebellion, planning a coup against her father. Thalia must now rescue her best friend, as well as protect her hometown from both the rebellion her father led and the one his terror has created.

Thank you so much if you've read this far! Please let me know if you'd like to be added/removed to the tag list!

Until then, thank you to @thecomfywriter and @sunshineshadowcast for showing me some early support! And shout out to @the-golden-comet @wyked-ao3 @gioiaalbanoart @differentnighttale for being such supportive moots and also super cool and awesome and nice :)

[solarsquid]

Sky Children of the Light OC Lore???

Solar; The Seventh Sunshine

Lore:

The world of Sky was not always so quiet. Long ago, the light roared. The skies rang with laughter and Mantas flew in radiant flocks over thriving civilizations. The Spirits, back then alive guided, the Elders watched and protected, and the first child, Alef, rose as King. But in time, as all things burn, so too did he, Resh, the name he took in ambition and corruption, shattered the harmony he once helped build.

A war followed, violent and chaotic, and when it ended, the Eye of Eden became a grave, both for Resh’s broken body sealed in crystal, and for the souls who perished trying to stop him.

The realms survived, but barely. The Elders vanished to the spaces beyond space, leaving only their empty temples behind. The inhabitants became only Spirits. The Children of the Light continued to fall, star after star, candlebearers of a fading hope. They never made it past the red crystal deep inside the Eye of Eden. The world itself began to forget the old warmth of the light.

But the light did not forget.

The Sun is not simply a star. In Sky’s distant past, it was worshiped as the Old Light, the original flame from which the stars themselves were kissed into being. It watched as the Children fell and fell again. It watched as the realms decayed. And when the sixth and final of its emissaries, Elios, was struck down by Resh’s hand in the Eye of Eden, its grief became unbearable.

Solar was not born. He was summoned.

Not from the stars, but from the solar heart of the cosmos, from Megabird's energy, molded from the remnants of all six fallen Sun Children. Where Children of Light were cast in gentle hope, Solar was forged in resolve.

He was meant to come later, at the end of all things, when the sky finally darkened beyond return. But something happened. A mistake. A rift in time and memory.

Solar arrived early. Too early. Too soon.

He crashed into the Isle of Dawn in a spectacular flare, a comet blazing with unnatural brightness.

He should have remembered everything, his purpose, his past lives, his power.

But the early summoning fractured the ritual. Solar’s memory was shattered like falling stardust. He remembered only his name. Not the six before him. Not Elios. Not the war. Not even the flame within him.

But his light remained. Blinding. Alien. Holy.

The other Sun Children are gone. But they are not silent.

Scattered across the realms, in places even Spirits fear to linger, are glimmers only Solar can see: tiny sparks, whispers of his predecessors. In the silence of the Vault of Knowledge, in the darkness of the Golden Wasteland, in the forgotten corners of the Eye of Eden, they drift like fireflies in mourning.

They speak to him, not in words, but in instinct. Urging him forward. Warning him. Guiding him.

Each time he gathers more light, more candles, more memories, he becomes closer to what he was meant to be. Yet, there is dread in the flame.

Because Solar is not just a lightbearer. He is a key.

Solar’s childlike form is a disguise, a vessel built to hold back the raw flame within. Without it, he is something ancient, something dangerous. His true form is a searing, formless shape of radiance. Not even Spirits can behold it without crumbling into ash.

There is a reason he must be masked: not to protect himself, but to protect the world from seeing too much of the Sun too soon.

But cracks are forming.

The more he explores. The more he descends into the Eye of Eden. The closer he gets to the red crystal prison of Resh.

And with each step, the ancient flame inside him begins to wake.

Solar does not yet know the truth.

That Resh was once a child of the stars, but Solar is not.

That the six Sun Children were not just vessels, they were seals, forming a circle of solar light that kept the last shadow from returning.

And now that they are gone, and Solar walks alone...

If he falls, if he fails...

The world will not survive another Sun getting extinguished.

Because Solar is not only the last of his kind. He is the last solar flame the world will ever be given.

Voiceclaim: Crona (Soul Eater)

[useless-moss]

Oc/au rambling alert! Also kinda long!

Okay I just wanna get this out and maybe get some opinions but just. Lemme tell you some things about Nels and his pack of night furies. Massive infodump.

The queen is named Ina (which means mother) and she is Toothless's biological mother. She got separated from Toothless (when he was a young juvenile) during a hunter attack shortly before finding Nels and, because she was still grieving the perceived lost of her only hatchling and feeling maternal, she decided to take in the little viking that appeared to be abandoned. Nels considers her to genuinely be family, since she's the only maternal figure he's had most of his life.

There are two mated pairs in the pack. One pair is brooding eggs at the time of Nels 'joining' the hunters and the other pair have two hatchlings.

Mated pair 1: Aurora and Snare. They have the two hatchlings, named Nova and Echo.

Mated pair 2: Dusk and Comet. They have the eggs, and Dusk has a sister named Dawn.

Other pack members are Hooktwister, Thor, Ember, and Opal.

I will be drawing (or at the very least coloring a free base of) them all later when I have the spoons for it.

They are all WILD. They hunt their own prey. They attack and fight like wild dragons. They don't hold back, and Nels doesn't try to hold them back.

If one of them is threatened all the others nearby will immediately jump to protect/defend.

MY PERSONAL FAVORITES: THEY KNOW HOW TO HELP/ACCOMMODATE INJURIES AND DISABILITIES. Hooktwister has a tear in one of his wings that makes flying a little difficult for him. So, to remedy this, one other member of the pack will usually fly directly beneath or beside him. Using their own wing to catch the wind and acting as a crutch so Hooktwister can still fly and go hunting with the others.

Additionally, hatchlings can be scuffed like kittens when they're young. They do the same scrunch/going limp thing as well. As they age the excess skin thins out a bit, revealing the pressure point that opens up the spines along their back. Usually a parent or leader will activate this pressure point around the time a night fury is a juvenile and preparing to join hunting parties. Toothless got separated from the pack before this was done for him.

End for now