#oc: lou kesyk

[shegetsburned]

𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 —

tagged by @darialovesstuff to use this very cute picrew, tysm for the tag! ♡

no pressure tags as always @poisonedtruth @confidentandgood @simonxriley @children-of-epiales @nightwingshero @shellibisshe @voidika @unpetitoiseau @kryptonian-puppy @socially-awkward-skeleton @inafieldofdaisies @captastra @scentedcandleibex @river-ward @clonesupport @detectivelokis @trench-rot @florbelles @eclecticwildflowers @ri-a-rose @nightbloodbix @sstewyhosseini @marivenah @kyber-infinitygems @theelderhazelnut

Luna “Braise” Ursi | Sun Guardian

Lou Kesyk

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☃️ OC HOLIDAY APPRECIATION — Lou Kesyk for @shegetsburned 🎁

[shegetsburned]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐜 —

tagged by @nightbloodbix and @simonxriley to take this uquiz, tysm for the tag! ♡

no pressure tags; @scentedcandleibex @poisonedtruth @voidika @sstewyhosseini @unpetitoiseau @unbindingkerberos @stuckinthewrongworld @kyber-infinitygems @marivenah @florbelles and anyone who would like to do it!

love that protects

you love so fiercely, with every fibre of your being. maybe you were wounded by love in the past ; such that you choose to love and love and love so wonderfully that the next person who comes into your life never doubts that they are loved by you.

she do be loving so fiercely in every verse

love that heals

your love is healing. it burns you with every bit of your soul, but you choose to heal, nevertheless. you are so, so so strong and i hope you know that. i send you peace. i send you calm. i hope things will become better for you in time, just as you have made others better in time as well.

It burns with every bit of her soul alright 😭, you’re so strong baby, keep it up

love that lasts

love unconditional, love unfailing. you love no matter what happens because you believe in the best – of you, and them. it will hurt and it will fail you, but this love tastes so sweet – you can never believe that it bitters sometimes. the way you choose to love unconditionally is incredible.

It’s so him to love Lou no matter the distance and no matter what happens, I love this devoted man

love that calms

this is sweet. i hope you know that you make others feel at ease around you. you're a gem, a blessing, a treasure – and you should know it. it's comfortable loving you. it's a privilege to be around you and to be let into your world.

In a way, it will calm Lou and draw her to the dark side, he do be thinking to himself he’s a privilege to be around tbh lmaooo

love that heals

your love is healing. it burns you with every bit of your soul, but you choose to heal, nevertheless. you are so, so so strong and i hope you know that. i send you peace. i send you calm. i hope things will become better for you in time, just as you have made others better in time as well.

I feel like it fits Kansas so much! Her love does burn her but it’ll also heal her past traumas and heal Locus as well!

[shegetsburned]

𝐨𝐜𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 —

tagged by @shellibisshe and @simonxriley to take this uquiz for my misfits, tysm for the tag!

no pressure tags @poisonedtruth @confidentandgood @children-of-epiales @nightwingshero @voidika @unpetitoiseau @kryptonian-puppy @captastra @scentedcandleibex @river-ward @clonesupport @detectivelokis @trench-rot @florbelles @eclecticwildflowers @ri-a-rose @nightbloodbix @sstewyhosseini @marivenah @darialovesstuff @kyber-infinitygems @jacobsneed and anyone who’d like to try!

the lover

love has brought you to this place, and it will not let you leave. fear clutches you, constricts you, and it will have you killed– and yet, it is still no match for the bounty of your heart. you will try as hard as you can to protect the object of your affections. evil is nothing in the face of your warmth. even if you are successful in protecting your lover, that does not guarantee your own survival. your heart has doomed you, but what greater death is there than dying for love?

fear being no match for luna’s heart- I’m crying, she definitely feels a lot of fear but will fight through it to get to the people she loves, “what greater death is there than dying for love”????? yes

the ghost

death is not the end for everyone. it certainly was not the end for you. something within you tethers you here, like a heavy chain, and keeps you from well-deserved rest. love, rage, hunger, fear– do you even remember what it was? you wander here, awake, and your body lies below, asleep. maybe someone will find your disturbed grave and grant you a proper ending.

the fact that the quiz knows she’s back from the dead??? Wondering if she could get back to her past life while being chained by evil itself, very much suits her

the ancient evil

they have wronged you. perhaps, once, you were something powerful– something to be looked at with adoration and worship and fear. but time does not yield to you, and when you lay to sleep, you awake to find yourself forgotten. your rage is insatiable. no matter what, you will make sure they do not forget this time.

he’s always been the powerful mf who don’t let others step on him, that man is a menace and I live for it, wanting more and more by the days, consumed by rage and desire, this fits him!

the sacrifice

a knife to your back is your first memory– it will also be your last. you cannot help but let things into your heart, such is your nature. time and time again, however, they hurt you and leave you to rot. but your heart remains open, and you continue to let more in. is it kindness, at that point, or is it sacrifice?

I’m cryingggg, Isaak you’re too good for this world, he really does have this soft side, not ever refusing to provide help, his big heart is probably his biggest weakness, the sacrifice is the perfect answer for him

[shegetsburned]

“You broke me the second I realized you never needed me to begin with.”

So I add the immense pleasure to commission @felrija for a piece about my two Star Wars ocs and oh my goodness words cannot express how stunning this looks. The way they’re drawn, the gaze aaaaaaaah I love it so much. Everything is perfect and I love the art style so fucking much! I highly recommend their work, as they’re always so stunning like god damn. It’s perfect, tysm again! Lemme just scream in the tags now-

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tagged by @clonesupport to do this picrew for my two girls. tysm for the tag! 🧡

no pressure tags @poisonedtruth @confidentandgood @simonxriley @children-of-epiales @nightwingshero @shellibisshe @voidika @unpetitoiseau @jendoe @socially-awkward-skeleton @inafieldofdaisies @captastra @phillipsgraves @scentedcandleibex @baldurrs @trench-rot @florbelles @eclecticwildflowers @ri-a-rose @nightbloodraelle @sstewyhosseini @marivenah @darialovesstuff

Luna “Braise” Ursi | Rainbow Six Siege

Very much regretting her choice of clothes, somebody probably forced it on her

Lou Kesyk | Star Wars

My poor and tired girl probably looking at her sith master from afar, contemplating him

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vintage western meiker-

tagged by @poisonedtruth @inafieldofdaisies @trench-rot @scentedcandleibex and @darialovesstuff to do this meiker for my girls and I’m in love, thank you for the tag! 🤍

not tagging to many moots since I’ve seen it going around a whole lot, but feel free to try it! @children-of-epiales @simonxriley @shellibisshe @florbelles

Luna Ursi | R6 - Marvel

Lou Kesyk | Star Wars

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Saw this very cute picrew shared by some of my mutuals and couldn’t help but try it for my two ladies!

No pressure tags @poisonedtruth @confidentandgood @simonxriley @children-of-epiales @nightwingshero @shellibisshe @voidika @unpetitoiseau @unbindingkerberos @kryptonian-puppy @inafieldofdaisies @captastra @phillipsgraves @scentedcandleibex @baldurrs @trench-rot @florbelles @madparadoxum and anyone who sees this and wants to tag me! 🧡

Luna “Braise” Ursi | Rainbow Six Siege

After a run with Thermite // Here she’s definitely talking shit with Mute

Lou Kesyk | Star Wars

My sith warrior just having a rest, she really needs rest

[shegetsburned]

Saw this cute picrew and thought I’d give it a try for my two ladies! (hoping this hasn’t been done yet)

No pressure tags for those who want to try @poisonedtruth @confidentandgood @simonxriley @children-of-epiales @nightwingshero @shellibisshe @voidika @unpetitoiseau @unbindingkerberos @jendoe @kryptonian-puppy @socially-awkward-skeleton @inafieldofdaisies @captastra @phillipsgraves @scentedcandleibex @baldurrs @detectivelokis @trench-rot @florbelles @eclecticwildflowers @ri-a-rose @nightbloodraelle @sstewyhosseini @marivenah @darialovesstuff

Luna “Braise” Ursi | Rainbow Six Siege

Return of the shades that she loves so much

Lou Kesyk | Star Wars

Isaak offering her his coat and her definitely never taking it off

[shegetsburned]

how do strangers perceive your ocs?

Tagged by @inafieldofdaisies @socially-awkward-skeleton @trench-rot and @shellibisshe to take this uquiz for my ocs. Thanks a lot for the tag! 🧡

No pressure tags as always @poisonedtruth @confidentandgood @simonxriley @children-of-epiales @nightwingshero @voidika @unpetitoiseau @unbindingkerberos @jendoe @kryptonian-puppy @captastra @phillipsgraves @scentedcandleibex @baldurrs @detectivelokis @florbelles @madparadoxum and anyone who sees this and wants to try!

scary dog privilege

loud music. laughing at bad horror movies. comfort through sitting in silence together. deep, Intricate forests and dark shades of green and purple. your best feature is probably a birthmark, or maybe your nose. you often look stoic, but when you do smile, it lights up your whole face. you're observant. you probably have a soft spot for kids. for someone who looks so scary, you have this innate way of making people feel so safe. you're a natural protector. you just want people to have it better than you did. your kindness is subtle. not everyone will see it. but it's the cause of so much healing. even more than you can see.

She really does want people to have better than she did

lightning never strikes the same place twice

midnight phone calls. original art hanging on the wall. indie music. the color blue and the feeling of knowing someone your whole life. you have a striking appearance. your best feature is probably your eyes. you're a rare soul, hard to figure out and impossible to forget. you probably don't speak often, but each word carries weight somehow. even when you're joking, you're revealing a tiny piece of you. you want to be loved so badly. you don't know that you already are.

“you want to be loved so badly- you already are” I’m crying

the ground beneath us is solid

sitting under a tree in summer. the sound of light rain on a metal roof and old wooden coffee tables. getting so absorbed in a story that hours pass without you noticing. you probably judge people who don't use coasters. your best feature is your hands. you're often pretty logical, but you're also very gentle. you're not aggressive, but you do have strong opinions. you like gardening. you have a deep need for comfort and security. you like things to make sense. you're afraid of circumstances out of control, but letting go helps you live so much more vividly than you could ever imagine.

It’s so him, afraid of circumstances out of control and being gentle and not agressive

full of golden light

the smell of soup cooking in the other room. golden hour sunlight peeking in through the windows. laughter that bounces against the walls and smiles you can't help but mirror. you're easy to approach. your best feature is probably your smile. you don't mind looking silly if it makes people laugh. you're not easily embarrassed. you're calm and you make people feel at ease. you're a good listener because you really really care what they have to say. people leave every interaction with you feeling just a little bit more loved. you're a kind soul, and people can see that. you mean so much more to people than you know.

For strangers, of course he seems so kind and easy to approach, his deception makes him seem like a good man at first, just to realize he isn’t- I like this answer

[shegetsburned]

𝐨𝐜 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 —

tagged by the lovelies @marivenah @madparadoxum @nightbloodbix @strangefable @voidika @kyber-infinitygems and @clonesupport tysm for the tag! ♡

no pressure tags @poisonedtruth @unbindingkerberos @unpetitoiseau @children-of-epiales @trench-rot @captastra @florbelles @ri-a-rose @simonxriley @nightwingshero and anyone who I might’ve forgotten, I apologize I’ve seen a lot of my mutuals do it already!

favorite oc —

Braise has to be my favorite one. Probably due to my never ending r6 obsession. I absolutely love writing about her and her story. I’ve got many ideas for her and I’m very excited to share them! I also love the r6 oc community and the fact that she’d be friends with many of my moots ocs.

newest oc —

If we’re talking about me sharing her, she has to be the newest one, but in terms of ideas and being in my head, she’s been there since 2016, since I first watch rvb. So I’ll put her as new since Kansas is new to you guys, and I’m also excited to share more about her.

oldest oc —

She’s honestly been in my mind forever. I’ve started playing r6 a long time ago and fell in love with the game and the lore. I also had this idea of her starting of as a love interest for Thermite but then not working out and then going towards Mute. She’s the oc I’ve shared the most about too.

meanest oc —

I mean this guy, where do I start. I don’t want to say he’s pure evil, since he really is looking for his other half, but he’s also looking for help to conquer the galaxy. He won’t ever hesitate to manipulate and hurt to get what he wants, including a lover. Partly why he manipulated Lou so much. What makes him pretty evil is probably his lack of empathy and regret. Gralous will never regret his actions, like ever. The only thing that can stop him is probably death.

softest oc —

He’s such a sweet man, look at him. He’s so sweet for his girl especially. Always seeing the good in things and taking care of the ones he loves. He won’t ever give up on them. He forgives and forgets. There’s a reason why Lou has so much trust in him. He’s very pure. He was pure as a Jedi master and even better as a bounty hunter. (he chooses his bounty carefully, considering what he’s done wrong) I love him.

most aloof/standoffish oc —

She’s always been kind of distant. Carefully choosing who she trusts. Mostly because her family was always hesitant to trust the authorities and always thought the Jedi Order were abusing the system. It didn’t help with her issues. As a Jedi and as a Sith, she’ll be cold at first, warming up to the good persons.

dumbest (affectionate) oc —

In this universe, how can she not be dumb. Despite her being in the Project and being a freelancer, she does act just like the reds and blues sometimes. Mainly why she gets along with them. Being impulsive and in love with vehicles doesn’t help her case. But in the right moments, she’ll always be serious.

smarest oc —

Lou is intelligent. She sees opportunities were others doesn’t. It did help during her Jedi training to speed things up. That is also why Isaak will, at one point, ask if she can lead minor missions at first, seeing all of her potential. She is also very smart as a Sith warrior, defying her opponents with difficult combat techniques.

oc I’d be friends with —

Definitely Braise. I’ve given a lot of personal trait I like to Braise, which is why I know I’d love to be friends with her. She’d probably be my idol with everything she’s done and how strong she is. I love her very much.

Also special mention to Kansas, she’d be so fun to have around.

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what color does your OC/ship's love feel like?

tagged by @inafieldofdaisies @poisonedtruth and @madparadoxum do take this uquiz. tysm for the tag! 🤍

no pressure tags as always @sstewyhosseini @confidentandgood @simonxriley @children-of-epiales @nightwingshero @shellibisshe @voidika @unpetitoiseau @unbindingkerberos @jendoe @captastra @scentedcandleibex @baldurrs @detectivelokis @trench-rot @florbelles @eclecticwildflowers @ri-a-rose @nightbloodbix @marivenah @darialovesstuff (apologizing for any double tags)

Decided to do this for my ships since I was more interest in their results.

soft fresh green

Nice breeze, bare feet and freshly cut grass. Your love is a lighthearted hope for the future. It's protecting your eyes from the sun but enjoying the light rays still, it's laying on the grass and feeling it tickle your neck. You look to the side and they look back at you, full of hope and plans too. You plan together and laugh all day and your sunburn will feel like them. Your love is delicate, hesitant. A well curated binder full of collages for a future you can't be sure will come, but you keep going, you keep planning, you keep squinting at the sun and smiling, and running your hands through the grass so it will smell better. You keep holding onto the bright sky even as the sunsets, even as the starry night stares back. But you keep on holding, you keep on dreaming, you close your eyes and feel the sun on your skin and convince yourself that the sunburn is good, it's something to hold on to, just makes it linger a bit longer. Your love is a lighthearted hope for the future. It's sweet and wonderful and it keeps love alive, makes the world a better place. You run your hands through the grass, clench your fingers tighter and keep making plans. And I can only thank you and hope I can learn to love like you someday.

warm burnt orange

Riding off into the sunset, the hope of a happy ending, the bitter after taste that still in it's own way smells kinda great. Your love is all bitter hopefulness, all about a broken heart that refuses to quit, all about the unshakable knowledge that a burning fire has a great comforting warm and a soft glowing light, all about the way when the sun comes down there's a beautiful starry night. It's stubbornness, it's the refusal to give up, the clutching of broken shards despite the searing pain and being adamant that dammit you can still make a beautiful stained glass window out of it. Yours is a screaming heart, a pleading love, a bitter and almost belligerent hopefulness that things will still work out even if you have to roll up your sleeves and make them. And god, aren't you tired? Isn't your heart heavy? Is all your hard work worth it? Don't you just want to curl up and let it be? Let the fire turn to ashes and the sky turn dark and let love die down and watch people leave? But you don't, do you? You're the bravest out of all of us, so you pick up the pieces and you keep going, you keep believing and you keep your heart full of hope because some day. Some day you know you'll get it. You keep riding off into the sunset and you keep filling my heart with hope as you go because god, how do I wish you finally get it too.

dark stormy blue

Sinking ships, raging seas and tumultuous hearts, love isn't easy for you. It's a struggle, a constant inner fight of should I? Can I? Do I? Feelings are hard and they rumble inside you in a dissatisfied mess that begs to be let out. Your heart screams and cries inside you and you... You can't, you won't. You're scared. And love is scary, it's hard and sometimes it just doesn't work out. People leave, people hurt, people change their minds. And you and your cold stormy heart yearn for the calmness, for the distance, to be allowed and able to simply not feel. And yet, you do. It rages, it fights and storms inside you and you try to keep it down, keep it quiet, to feel pretending not to. It's the burn of childhood friends growing apart, of parents that aren't quite there, of relationships that burn out. So you snuff it down with water, cold and calming and blue, blue, blue. But being loved by you is blue too, just not in that way. It's the soothing, embracing feeling of floating, the moment when you sink down bellow the waves and become one with the water, with everything. It's the balance, the dramatic yet calming sound of waves that crash against a rocky shore. You're the good and the bad, the violence of the storm and the watery peace right after. You're the blue, blue feeling and loving you is watery tears, yelled confessions that no one will hear and burying your feelings in a deep watery grave never to be found out about. Your love is dark stormy blue, it's vast and deep and all encompassing, it's safety in the surface of danger, it's trusting the unruly abyss and yet I'd gladly risk drowning just to feel what it's like being loved by you.

warm burnt orange

Basically : Refusal to give up, You keep riding off into the sunset and you keep filling my heart with hope as you go because god, how do I wish you finally get it too. Is totally them, fighting to find each other again no matter what.

deep staining red

Ripped out confessions, warm velvety whispers and a heart like an open wound. Your love flows out like dripping blood, beautiful, flawed and twisted. It's gut wrenching, the type of painfully dramatic feeling that makes you clutch your chest, picturing dramatic monologues about love and loving and big screen over the top scenes of sobbing into your pillow until you fall asleep. It rips out of you, clawing it's way up your throat more so than tumbling out. Sticky words that just need to be let out, feelings so big they don't fit inside you. Your love isn't easy, it's a true bloody mess, dripping and staining everything it touches in a desperate attempt to be seen, to be felt, to be loved back. And you, you love so hard, so deeply, so much for someone who carries all that pain. Atlas holding up the world, how are you? Is your love still flowing? Is your heart still open? Still pumping and bleeding and dripping with blood and tears? Still painting your beautiful pictures and writing your love letters in deeply personal red ink? Because I see them, I read them, I love them and you, you, you, you. Clench your chest, scream your love, cry it out. Spill your words of loving, keep your heart beating, keep your love coming and paint the entire world red with it. Make it in your image, keep going, it's okay. Maybe one day the whole world can be red and loved and beautiful just like you.

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tagged by @trench-rot to do this very cute picrew. Thank you for the tag! 🧡

no pressure tags @poisonedtruth @confidentandgood @simonxriley @children-of-epiales @nightwingshero @shellibisshe @voidika @unpetitoiseau @unbindingkerberos @jendoe @kryptonian-puppy @socially-awkward-skeleton @inafieldofdaisies @captastra @phillipsgraves @scentedcandleibex @baldurrs @detectivelokis and anyone who sees this and wants to try!

Luna “Braise” Ursi | Rainbow Six Siege

Her beauty mark would be just a bit more up on her face but I really like how this turned out

Lou Kesyk | Star Wars

Changed her eyes to a more orange/red color, yellow was a bit too light

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tagged by the amazing @voidika to do this cute picrew. Thank you! 🧡

tagging @poisonedtruth @shellibisshe @simonxriley @kryptonian-puppy @children-of-epiales @unpetitoiseau @unbindingkerberos @inafieldofdaisies @jendoe @baldurrs @madparadoxum @marivenah @ri-a-rose @socially-awkward-skeleton @detectivelokis @afarcry5fromstraight @captastra @nightwingshero and anyone who wants to try!

Luna “Braise” Ursi | Rainbow Six Siege

Luna dressed in civies trying to enjoy what’s left of her off days.

Lou Kesyk | Star Wars

I guess I really like the idea of Lou being consumed by the dark, tired yellow eyes, and I might just incorporate the scar to her character.

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what would your ocs role on a pirate ship be?

Tagged by the amazing @voidika and @trench-rot to take this very cool uquiz for my babies. Thank you for the tag! 🧡

Tagging @poisonedtruth @confidentandgood @simonxriley @children-of-epiales @nightwingshero @shellibisshe @unbindingkerberos @jendoe @kryptonian-puppy @socially-awkward-skeleton @inafieldofdaisies @captastra @phillipsgraves @scentedcandleibex @baldurrs @detectivelokis @florbelles @madparadoxum and anyone who sees this and wants to try! (apologies for any double tags)

The Cabin Kid

Maybe you've always wanted to go to sea. Maybe it's just a job. Maybe you didn't have any other options on land. But whatever the case, you're out here, the youngest member of the crew. Learning the ropes is hard - your hands have not built up the calluses to climb the rigging, your feet scrape and stumble for a foothold. But you are small, and you are nimble, and the old salts say that you will learn. The sailors treat you like a sort of mascot, send you scurrying about for this and that. But you want to prove you're one of them. You're the first to climb to the topsails, grab barrels of gunpowder bigger than you, haul around cannonballs. Every day, you practice with a sword and knife, knowing that when it comes to a raid, you will need to rely on your instincts. So far you've been kept out of battle; the captain promised, last time you asked, that the next one would be yours. You're aching for it. You get half-shares at the minute, but the second you board a prize with sword in hand, amidst the gunsmoke and powder, you'll be a full crew member, worthy as any to claim what is yours. You cannot wait.

Aching to participate more and do her part, as well as wanting to prove your worth to the crew really sounds like her

The Stowaway

You weren't meant to be here. You don't want to be here. But this was your only choice, if you wanted to stay safe. There's anger, where you're from, and hunger, and endless back-breaking toil. The only chance of a better life is somewhere far away. So you slipped on board the first ship you could see, and stole away to find a new life. You're hidden in the hold now, between the rough wood of the hull and the pressing weight of a pile of crates. Beneath you is a faded blanket, littered with crumbs from the ship's biscuits you have been eating. This voyage is long. Your plan was to spirit yourself away as soon as the ship next docked, but it has been days and days of open water, the gentle rocking of the ship beneath you and no land, no land in sight. You press yourself to the hull every time you hear footsteps go by, hold your breath in the darkness. The candle you took is melted down to a nub; you have not lit it today, to keep it as long as possible. If the sailors find you down here, they might put you to work. They might just throw you in the sea. All you can do is sit here, in your little rathole, and wait for your journey to end, one way or another.

Ouuh it fits well with Isaak running away from the Jedi way. Not looking for anything, he wouldn’t mind living a boring life until he finally dies of old age, alone and miserable

The Siren

There's a comb in one hand, a mirror in the other. You sit on the rocks and admire your reflection, slowly combing your kelp-green hair. The sea hurt you. No - the sailors hurt you. Once, you were one of them. Once, you had two legs and breathed the air. But every ship you sailed on sank, or met bad weather, or did not survive an attack. Your shipmates called you cursed, but you held your head high. Until that night. Amidst a stormy sea, your shipmates took you from your bunk, bound you hand and foot as you thrashed and screamed, and tossed your helpless body into the waves. You cursed as the saltwater filled your mouth, filled your lungs, as you fought to take another breath and the world faded to black. But you did not die. You would not die, not until you had gained your revenge. So your bound legs fused into a tail, and your hands broke free of the rope, and you took in your first breath of water beneath the surf. Rejected by the land, the sea claimed you as its own. That ship is gone now. You sat on the rocks, combing your hair, and in doing so spelled its doom. But seeing it smashed and broken in the surf was not enough. Not nearly. So here you sit, looking out to the distance for rotten ships and rotten sailors. And if they come close, you smile, and you wave, and you sing to them. All the while knowing you will sing them to their watery grave. And you will smile the whole time.

Dying and being reborn as something so much stronger is definitely her

The Siren

There's a comb in one hand, a mirror in the other. You sit on the rocks and admire your reflection, slowly combing your kelp-green hair. The sea hurt you. No - the sailors hurt you. Once, you were one of them. Once, you had two legs and breathed the air. But every ship you sailed on sank, or met bad weather, or did not survive an attack. Your shipmates called you cursed, but you held your head high. Until that night. Amidst a stormy sea, your shipmates took you from your bunk, bound you hand and foot as you thrashed and screamed, and tossed your helpless body into the waves. You cursed as the saltwater filled your mouth, filled your lungs, as you fought to take another breath and the world faded to black. But you did not die. You would not die, not until you had gained your revenge. So your bound legs fused into a tail, and your hands broke free of the rope, and you took in your first breath of water beneath the surf. Rejected by the land, the sea claimed you as its own. That ship is gone now. You sat on the rocks, combing your hair, and in doing so spelled its doom. But seeing it smashed and broken in the surf was not enough. Not nearly. So here you sit, looking out to the distance for rotten ships and rotten sailors. And if they come close, you smile, and you wave, and you sing to them. All the while knowing you will sing them to their watery grave. And you will smile the whole time.

Deception is HIM

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what do your ocs yearn for?

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to be heard, to leave behind a legacy

you yearn for recognition, to be known for your talents and creations. you tend to feel like an outsider, like the world separates you from the rest of humanity with a glass wall. you peer in and wish you could join them, but they can never understand you, let alone hear you. you are passionate and full of love to give, but something is holding you back--it's you. you're holding yourself back. why are you so afraid of taking the jump? you'll never be remembered if you stay silent. you're letting yourself be forgotten.

She thinks no one can understand her, my poor baby. “You’re letting yourself being forgotten”?? She’s definitely very scared of that.

to be free, to follow your heart

you yearn to follow your heart and your passions. you feel constrained by your current situation and life, and that you have yet to fulfill your potential. if you could, you would pack up your bags and take a train to the countryside or the city to explore the world you only see in cinema and literature.

She just wants peace with the love of her life is that too much to ask?

to hold a hand to your lips and call it yours

you yearn for a lover, a pure kind that fills you with sunlight and gold. you are full of so much love to give, yet it seems that no one wants to take them, to take you like you have taken them into your heart and chained it to your soul until the ends of the earth. you don't know when you are wanted, but more importantly, you don't know when you are unwanted. sometimes you are desperate in your desire, and ask for too much just because you've given parts of yourself like unwanted commodity. it's okay to stop looking. don't worry, they'll find you.

I’m balling at this answer. “It’s okay to stop looking, don’t worry, they’ll find you” yesss she will, through the whole damn galaxy. He yearns for no other than Lou fr.

for someone, something. their shadow follows you wherever you go

you yearn for a soulmate, or an equivalent. something life changing and earth shattering, that will make your world feel like it's finally right. like the final piece in a puzzle. your need for something to fill this void is so consuming that it often blinds you from the people who are already in your life, and causes you to hurt them without fully realizing it. you are not a selfish person by any means, but sometimes you take things from granted. chasing shadows will rarely lead you to anywhere good.

Chasing shadows and trying to find a soulmate. God damn, that’s true. And he thinks he found it with Lou. And trying to fill a void. Wow