#oc: nokia

[okaydays22]

Nokia 7360

[rcmclachlan]

wip wednesday

I was tagged by @screamlet, @geddyqueer, @cecilyv, and @dharmaavocado (and @setmeatopthepyre tagged me on Monday). Thanks, y'all! Luckily I've picked Nokia Brick back up so I at least have something to bring to show and tell this week.

Have another flashback!

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With a severe look, she let go of Nico, then turned her attention to Buck, who had the sudden urge to hide behind the airbus parked toward the back of the hangar. "To answer your question, it's much harder to fly at night. Visibility can be a problem, especially in the city. It's much harder to gauge distance and depth."

"Plus the illusions," Nico added through a mouthful of pizza.

She grudgingly nodded. "Plus the illusions. Kinard's never had a problem with those, though. Or anything else. The fact that he prefers night flying makes him a bit of a hot commodity around here."

"Emphasis on hot," Buck said with a grin. 

She didn't laugh. Nico bemusedly chewed with his mouth open. 

Despite fervently hoping for it, a meteor didn't crash into the building, forcing Buck to do something with his hands that didn't involve strangling himself. He held one out to her. "U-Uh, Evan Buckley. Everyone calls me Buck."

Her mouth curved ever so slightly. "I know who you are. Kinard can't shut up about you."

Buck knew he was grinning like he was about to douse Gotham with lethal laughing gas, because he could feel the corners of his mouth practically poking his ears, but he couldn't help it. His heart gave a pleased thud.

"Oh! Uh, y-yeah?"

"He's mentioned you more than twice, which for him is the equivalent of skywriting your name over the Palisades." She placed a perfectly manicured hand into his. Having nails that sharp almost certainly went against the LAFD CERT code of conduct about carrying weapons. "Dana."

Gingerly, he shook her hand and tried not to wince at the press of those perfectly polished daggers into his palm. "Nice to meet you. Uh, anything else you can tell me about him?"

Pouring some Pepsi into a shot glass she'd procured out of nowhere, Dana threw it back like they were hanging at The Roger Room, her perfect pin curls bouncing. "Bit of a loner, but damn good at the job. Probably the best I've seen. Funny. Dependable. He'll always cover your shift, no questions asked, and never expects anything in return." 

"I swear he single-handedly kept the lights on when norovirus ripped through here last February," Nico said, then leaned in to whisper, "You ever throw up and shit at the same time?"

"Uh, can't say I've had the pleasure." Suddenly Buck understood Tommy's earlier warning. He glanced out onto the tarmac. "Who covers his shifts when he's sick?"

"No one." Dana's lips twitched at whatever she saw on Buck's face. "Not for lack of wanting. He's just never been sick."

Nico nodded and reached for the container of potato skins Buck had bought on a whim. He shoved one in his mouth and didn't wait to finish chewing before he asked, "Did your middle school ever give out awards to kids with perfect attendance?"

It was entirely possible, but Buck didn't really remember. When he was in 7th grade, he had 18 absences on his record by spring recess and had to sit through two meetings with his mom and Principal Gorman about how he was flirting with full-on truancy. No one was giving him any kind of award.

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Tagging @setmeatopthepyre, @beanarie, @firehose118, @epiphainie, @dadvans, @alchemistc, @leashybebes, @liminalmemories21, @iphyslitterator, and @harmless-variety-of-garden-snake

[lavanderowl]

You, you make loving fun

And I don't have to tell you but you're the only one

[elliottcarterr]

Just so yall know Blair would NOT be having a phone cuz I threw that shit off the balcony and the only phone she WOULD be having is Nokia 2780 flip phone. @bbbla1r

Tag: @tizifleurs @tanner-clarke @sanaamuse @littlxpxtal @leodawsonn @lottiepierce @kiaraac @kurodahana @hannahthekook @altheaclemonte @auroraaugust @anacamofficial @pogueprincesa @pewnelope @poguexdelaney @prettygirlthornton @princesssarahcam @nateelawrence @rcameronofficial @delilahroutledge @isabelalopez @itssmerafecameron @m1chaellmyerss @masonperez112 @miaryderanon @meilanirivera @zarrisxoxo @jadecarterr @johnnyybboyy @jjmakesbank @whofwluka @yktayy9669 @bambionedge @bamaaaa @bbbla1r @bryanjoness @bankslov @greenlungzz @cherienymphe @cam1baby @carebxar

[ikeer]

Goodness me he’s so cool my son… #2cool4school

[rizzonen]

UNIVER.SYS - Techne Database - Mikko Rautiainen

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First character introduced in this character universe!

He represents his namesake, the Nokia MikroMikko PC from 1981. As someone into 1980s technology I can't resist creating a gijinka/personification of it.

There's also his old design comparison and inspirations. Another inspirations not mentioned were SSSS and Wuthering Waves

[jemi-jimi-jam]

Chilli, Cedar and Cora

Just some oc..

[harveywritings92]

[A few minutes after arriving at Safe Haven Doey is letting everyone rest and catch their breaths when the silence is interrupted by an 8-bit version of the Simpsons theme song playing.]

Doey: What the heck is that?

Jessica: Sorry that's my phone alarm, I have to take my medicine.

{Jessica shows them her phone. in its little lady bug case, the toy were all in awe when they saw at how small it was, as the cell phones they remembered were big bricks! She also showed them the camera on it by taking a photo of the Medic and Scout bots.]

Doey:...Medicine? Ar-Are you sick?

Jessica: Ah, No it's just a liquid protein supplement... my dad was a bit of a health nut and had me on a strict regimen, I have to drink this yellow gunk if I haven't eaten in a while.

{Doey and the toys watches Jessica take a black packet and small water bottle from her worn out back pack and pour the powder into the water and shook it up, before taking a sip and she immediately grimaced in disgust.]

Doey: No good I take it?

Jessica, trying not to gag: Nope...(takes another drink) it's supposed to taste like a Banana milkshake...I only taste chalk and cough syrup. (downs the rest)*sigh* ...that should hold things together for a while.

[Jessica needs a lot of Protein and calories to use her Angel silk powers the more she burns off the weaker she is, her healing ability slows; she's unable to produce tendrils properly, her nail shields and blades break easily and the hair quills she shoot from her body are dulled. pretty much leaving Jessica defenseless.]

[basedropepilled]

Arata Sanada headcanons:

Because he is my favourite character from that silly game series and I realised these don't just need to stay in my head.

he lives alone, and has a pretty neutral relationship with his parents. he only got into the EDEN beta test because his parents were pretty rich, and big financial backers of Kamishiro enterprises. (Ami did bcs her mum was a reporter on it, yuugo and yuuko for obvious reasons, and Nokia's family simply lucked out when applying)

he moved out asap bcs he wanted to stand on his own two feet, and he felt selfish relying on his parents (he doesn't believe he deserves the support tbh, especially in the wake of the beta test and the fall of Jude.)

He works at a cat cafe that's right next to an arcade. They're both run by the same manager, so he does shifts at both places. He doesn't tell anybody about it though, because he thinks he'd die of embarrassment if his friends found out (Chitose is sworn to secrecy)

he DESPISES most rollercoasters. It's not the height that bothers him, just the loops. They make his stomach feel weird

Though he and Ryuji are on bad terms still, he and Chitose still talk. Chitose is v protective of Arata, and tries to make sure he's getting by. To Arata's distaste, he's always looking out for him even when Ryuji is going off on one lol

He might be one of the best hackers out there, but he's absolutely dogshit at building PCs. He got Chitose to do it for him when he moved into his flat 💀

On that note, I like to think those three met quite early; Chitose was 16, Ryuji was 15 (just about to turn 16) and Arata was 13. The Jude breakup probably happened when Chitose was 18, Ryuji 17, and Arata 15. So about two years after they'd first met.

I've already mentioned this one, but transmasc Arata !! He keeps it on the down low (even by the beta test he was already presenting masc) but a few people he's really close to know about it (Ryuji, Chitose, probably Ami (or takumi, though I always played with femc).)

No one loves their friends more than he does, but he's absolutely terrified of showing it because of the aftermath of the beta test/Jude. Kinda has pretty bad abandonment and self worth issues.

very, *very* bisexual

he's incredible at baking, and Nokia gets really jealous about it. Turns out though, he learnt most of his tricks from Chitose.

played desu2 as a kid and that absolutely shaped his gender (look up hibiki kuze and you'll see what I mean,,,,, arata's basically cosplaying him on a daily basis). He's a bit of a nerd for atlus games in general :>

Anyway I think that's enough for now >:] i might try gather up a few more from my arayumi fic later bcs there's definitely more lol.

[maryofbears]

Behold! A new reference sheet for my boy Diego!! the last one I made for him was rushed for Art Fight and I absolutely hated it, but I'm much happier with this one :)

[trackk-44]

Source

[okaydays22]

Nokia 9300i

[manomeansshark]

Sorry chat more oc posting💔💔

[txetnoc]

EAT THIS!! Wip sketch (but I always render the eyes for some reason)

Actually a redraw of a crusty old oc I had, cause I found a drawing of them sitting in my procreate gallery-

[redix19]

Furrization Nokia N93i

Buy right now) although she is a robot, she can even call, send photos and SMS, as well as wings and a camera, she can fly and also a musical bracelet

[urbigsockssmell]

Monster - Chapter 2.

Male! Wendigo x Female! Reader

Summary: In your last moments before death, you make a deal with the Devil himself. To provide it with as much food as you can from your butcher job to save your life and the lives of everyone around you. Even if it knows the amount of food you can give it still won't be enough, it goes along with your plan for whatever reason of curiosity it has.

DISCLAIMER!!! YOU CAN ONLY CONTINUE READING THIS BOOK ON WATTPAD AND AO3 UNDER @UrBigSocksSmell AND THE BOOK IS CALLED "Monster" UPDATES WON'T BE HAPPENING HERE ON TUMBLR ONLY THERE!!!

No real trigger warnings here if you dont count paranoia, some form of anxiety atacks mentioned and stalking I suppose.

"No, Mom, boyfriends don't come out of thin air." You scolded her over the phone while bits of bread crumbs spilled from your mouth and onto the already dirty tile floor.

"But what about Charles? He's single, right? Or maybe--" You cut her off, having swallowed the bite of food before she could talk any more nonsense.

"Mom, stop trying to hook me up with Charles. How many times do I have to tell you that he's only just a friend to me?" You were getting severely annoyed and angry at her as so many times you have before when having this sort of conversation.

"Fine, fine, but just know I said that about Martha when we were just friends." She put an emphasis enclosure on her last words and you guessed she did quotation marks as well. You had to roll your eyes in your chair at her comment while taking another bite.

It wasn't uncommon for her to all of a sudden mention a boyfriend when she called you on your lunch break and it was starting to get immensely annoying. You were sitting in your shop, far back where the meat was served and the people couldn't see you, eating a baloney sandwich from the market down the street while talking to your mother over the phone. Today wasn't good but wasn't bad either. It was good on the part of how many few customers there were and that you were finally able to relax from some non-specific person in mind. But it was bad when it came to how boring it was at work and how the outside felt like walking straight into a tornado.

"Now that you mentioned Martha, how is she?" You tried switching up the conversation from that embarrassing topic.

She chuckled before responding and it sent a sort of vibrating sound through the telephone. "She's doing well. She said that there's an action movie she heard about that she'd love to see with you. It was something called like 'Battle of the Manticores' or some shit like that." A light chuckle was heard from you at her cursing.

You got up from your chair, it making a squeaky sound on the floor that you cringed at, and were about to go and throw the plastic the sandwich was wrapped in while still having some food substance in your mouth.

"Y-Y/N?" Her sudden call-out made you perk up while walking and make a light 'mmh' sound for her to continue. "I've, umm, I've h-heard what happened at the town's square..." Her voice was low and nervous and the jittery tone she had before vanished as the tension slowly thickened. You stopped in your tracks and had to swallow down the lump in your throat and not just from the meat and bread that was in your mouth.

It's been a couple of days, maybe about a week since that.. incident. News had spread about it, everyone talked around and even articles were written of it possibly being a serial killer on the loose. It was clearly a cash grab at twisting the frightening truth but there still could've been a possibility. There could even be a possibility of another corpse hiding around yet to be discovered.

You've recovered since then. I mean, it wasn't anything that serious, just a dead scary-looking animal that made people vomit at just the look of it. Instead, everyone including you, was worried about what had caused it and if they posed a threat to the town. Who could've mauled down that corpse in such a disturbing and vicious way? Just a normal animal from the forest everyone's dramatizing to monetize? A psychotic human?..A monster? And if it had done that much bloodthirsty harm to just one animal, possibly and most likely more, what would it do to the entire town?

Nobody knew and it was the cause of all the nightmares you had ever since. Nightmares that made you face death itself. It just didn't help that even outside, in your already sleep-deprecated life, did the presence of death feel real. Even now when you were having a private conversation with your mother did the feeling of watchful white eyes of death on you every second never disappear.

In your desperate attempt to try and forget about it, you never mentioned it once to anyone, and for your mother to suddenly bring it up made every emotion you felt at that moment crawl back and shiver up your spine.

"H-Honey? You still there?" Your mother caught on to how quiet you had become. She could've never known how much all of the color you had on your face drained down and made you pale as a ghost.

"Where did you hear about it?" Your tone only thickened not only the tension but also the fear and worry in your mother.

"A-a friend of mine told me... " You continued walking while holding all your focus on her words and gripping the black Nokia phone tight with both of your hands. "She said that there was an animal eaten alive down at the town's square and that nobody knew where it came from and how it was caused." At the end of her sentence, you were about to throw the peace of plastic in the bin when you realized your coworker had forgotten to throw out the trash. At any different moment in time, you would've rolled your eyes at him in annoyance and groaned out at the newfound chore. This moment was different, it felt... unusual like something wrong was going to happen. It was something you had done so many times before but now that all the fear was back lashing on your trembling bones, it felt like something different had to happen.

"I was wondering what you have to say about it." Your footsteps echoed around the room on the tile floor and made you feel cautious about everything. It was only to go and throw out the trash your forgetful coworker left but now it almost felt.. unsafe.

"I-It was probably nothing. Just some animals killing other animals like nature made it be like." That was true, at least it was the truth you wanted to believe in and have been telling yourself for the entire week.

"You're probably right but.." The breeze of a chilly wind on your face made you feel cold when you opened the door to the back alleyway.

The alleyway was huge, it had graffiti around the brick walls, burned-out cigarettes and syringes probably used for drugs decorating the musty concrete floor. It was a very hidden and creepy place, near Rushell's dark forest, far where the sun didn't hit, and behind all the shops. It just wasn't fun that even within such a closed space, the tornado-like wind still had to torment you. One of the reasons why you didn't like visiting the place was how dark it was. You always feared something being in there, either a creep or something from the forest like a.. monster. There was some form of light, it being the street light towering over you and the various lights from the buildings, but even that didn't help in uncovering the white eyes lurking in the shadows.

"I don't know, I'm just worried about you, honey." You could barely make out her voice from the annoying and loud wind that made your hair run all over the place and roughly hold the Nokia phone with both hands. You opened the green and rusty dumpster as quickly as possible and threw the rubbish directly into it. It smelled horrible when you opened it as if accompanied by all of the cats and raccoons that ran away from the outburst of sound was a terrified skunk. You still felt the feel of how dirty the dumpster was even when you turned around and were ready to go back to where you came from.

"What do you think it is?"

That sudden question from your mother wasn't the only thing that made you pale in your tracks and taste a familiar bitter taste in your mouth.

It was almost nostalgic. To feel the same feeling you felt back then, minutes before, and again now. That same horror in your eyes, that same paleness in your face, and that same shiver hugging your spine. It wasn't anything that bloody and gory looking this time but it almost made you drop your phone into pieces. It was.. inhumane. No human or animal you knew existed could've done the havoc that was caused on the metal door of the butcher shop. There were claw marks ingrained on it and ripping the rusty metal like something was trying to get in. They were huge and reminded you of something only dinosaurs could make, huge as in whatever caused it could grab your entire face in just one of its hands. You feared touching the door handle now, scared of whatever caused it to jump out at you when you opened it. The damage done couldn't have been made by a cat or a raccoon, just the marks alone were twice their size, big, and the being..  could probably chew them up with just one bite... Was it ..trying to get in and eat--

"What do you think it is?" Your mother repeated herself.

It was a pause for a breath of air that felt like it lasted forever when you gathered your thoughts.

"I don't know.."

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I must announce that this book hit over a 100 reads on Ao3 within A FUCKING WEEK!? I am in shook. W. T. F. Thank you all for reading this book, I am thankful that you clicked on my work out of all the books out there. (Totally didn't steal Chad Chad's outro) Please leave any sort of feedback, as a beginner author it will help me graciously. And please tell me if the build up and paranoia is accecutaed goodly.

I will probably be updating this book on a schedule weekly. It took me a week to write this chapter, with the amount of editing a had to do so I'm thinking of posting a new chapter every Friday or Saturday. I am not that busy at the moment with school and outside activities so it works out perfectly for me. Or I'll make it so I update every ten days like I saw someone posting on Wattpad do I don't know. It's still just an idea and I need to seriously do a lot more research on Wendigos so I can get as accurate as possible.

Have a lovely day, you deserve it because you made mine by just living and reading my display.