#she's rocketed to the top of my favourite OCs

[mightymizora]

So in Early Access and on my old blog I did a Tav asks but I never really did an intro to my current (and I think from how much I'm enjoying her, potentially main and only) Tav origin character. So here we go.

Glimmergris | Bard, College of Lore | Deep Gnome | Charlatan

Glimmergris, or Glimra Silvervein Gilbie, is a Deep Gnome from Neverwinter. She is the daughter of noted gem hunter Tilsedie Silvervein Gilbie, who worked across Silverymoon, Neverwinter, the Underdark, and the north in adventuring crews seeking treasure, as well as operating as a merchant for fine enchanted jewels. Tilsedie was well into her hundreds when she unexpectedly had her daughter - she was already a grandmother, and had been divorced from her last husband for some time. She doted on her daughter, but did not care to share who her father might be.

Glimra loved the adventures she was taken on, loved jewels and craft and home, and loved music, stories, and poetry, quickly learning all she could from the adventurers who travelled with her mother and gaining skill as a bard. She was christened Glimmergris by an associate of her mother's, as he said she needed something a little more unique, something that could be remembered on its own, much like his own name, Volo.

At the time of the abduction, she is 46 years old, and working across the recovering Neverwinter as a musician and occasional adventurer for hire, though almost all of her money goes home to Silverymoon (sparing a few small pieces of gold she spends on a good book, or a particularly fine pair of earrings.) Her mother's health has faded, and she needs almost constant care, which usually falls to her older brothers and particularly their wives, which causes some resentment.

She generally wants to do what is right, but sometimes struggles with the mantle of leadership, feeling the urge towards safety that many Deep Gnomes crave. If there is a way to talk her way out of something, she will do it, and is in turn full of charm and full of bite. It creates a tension in her between her love for music and gregarious desire to bring joy, and a need to go unseen and keep people away to stay safe. As she journeys through the frontiers, it challenges her to become a true leader and to open up to real growth and real stakes, something which is only heightened by unfortunately falling in love with the former chosen of a Goddess, and to start to live for herself, and not always for her family.

[atonalginger]

OC Question game✨🎶

I was tagged by @a-cosmic-elf, @staticpallour, @lisa-and-shadow, and @therealgchu for this fun game. I haven't been ignoring y'all I've just been caught up with lingering issues 💕💕

Being tagged by y'all means I have many questions so Let's Get Cracking! I will be answering these questions with Dawn Falkner, my Fallout 4 General. I'm going to answer them in her voice as well, like an interview.

A-cosmic-elf asked:

If money, time, and space were no object, what would be your dream pet?

before the bombs I'd have said a German Shepherd. Smart, powerful, loyal and beautiful too. Then I found that ornery shit at the Red Rocket that everyone keeps calling Dogmeat and so that feels like it don't count no more. SOOoo if we're taking the limiters off and saying dream pet? Deathclaw. I've seen them in action they are wicked smart. I bet if you could find one as a hatching and not get hunted down by the Mama or Papa you could have a loyal creature to defend a homestead...don't look at me like that you know I'm right.

Are there seasons where you are from? What’s your favourite and why?

Before the bombs? Yes. Nora and I grew up in Ohio and there were 4 distinct seasons there. Then I served in the army for a while and most places I went to had seasons, some briefer than others. Then I was in Boston till...well...and now there aren't really seasons. It does get colder in winter months and hotter in summer months but not like it used to. Leaves don't change...

and my favorite season? Autumn. A welcome reprieve from the summer heat, beautiful tree tops, brisk walks in jackets or cardigans, warm mugs of cider and the sound of leaves crunching underfoot. *sigh*

When you were a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

HAHAHA, haha, ha....oh the age old question. My dream was to be a singer. I wanted to be on stage, an audience enraptured as I performed radio hits and classics alike.

Staticpallour's questions:

What do you believe to be your greatest Strength? And on the other side, your greatest Weakness?

I'd say my biggest strength is my iron will. Preston would tell you that just means I'm stubborn as a brahmin. Maybe he's right, I still think it's a strength.

Greatest weakness? I don't think I work well with others out in the field. I have a particular way I like to handle matters and I've never found someone willing to go with it. So whenever I work with people shit gets messy.

Who's your best friend? How'd you meet them?

God, don't let him hear this it'll go to his head...Vadim is my best friend. More than best friend if I'm honest but you aren't asking about that. We met at the Dugout Inn a few months back. I needed a drink and someplace to sleep and we started chatting and then he asked me to dance and helped me forget all my worries. He listens without judgement, makes me laugh harder than anyone I've known, and while he can be a block-headed fool at times...he's one of the kinder hearts I've met in the wasteland.

What Motivates you?

Spite? A better answer would be the desire to help others and make this place more livable for everyone but that's not true. I mean it is but not the real motivator in my head. That's my 'politician's answer'.

No, spite is what drives me. Don't know what force or forces led me to be where I am now but like hell am I going to let them have the final say. I'm going to keep going, keep fighting, keep living my way.

Lisa-and-shadow's questions:

What was your first kiss like?

*squints off in the distance as she thinks* God that feels like ages ago. It was Homecoming my sophomore year and Timmy Beltz came to sit with me out in the courtyard off the gymnasium and I'd been having a crummy night: my date ran off to go dance with the girl his parents wouldn't let him take and I didn't know it at the time but Timmy had apparently wanted to take me and...he sat with me and held my hand and offered to take me home and when we got to the house he walked me up to the front porch and gave me this tender kiss. Took my breath away, a real knock your socks off moment. We ended up going steady for a while. Till he graduated and joined the army.

Do you have a signature style of dress/favorite outfit?

I'm a function over fashion sort of gal. I love anything that has deep pockets and can be worn comfortably all day. Since waking up I'd been liking in a vault tech utility jumpsuit I found in vault 111...until it was destroyed by fire...then I found this fatigues/leather duster combo at the Enclave forward base and I've been wearing it. Lots of pockets, fits like a dream, I can layer with it, and it gives off an air of authority. Something I need if I'm to keep Preston and the others in line. *whispers quickly* I'm kidding.

Are you quick tempered? Or even-keeled?

heh, I'd like to say I'm even-tempered but I'll get shouted out of the room. I'm quick tempered. Some might say I have the fuse of a firecracker.

Therealgchu's questions:

if you could be a fruit, what would you be?

I'm the fruit? hmmm... I'd want to be a tarberry. Which is just postbomb cranberries. Tarberries are not easy to cultivate, like me, and are very tart, like me, and love floating in pools, very me.

did you have an imaginary friend when you were young?

I did. He played piano and would accompany me when I played pretend that I was on stage while singing along to the radio.

how old were you when you killed your first person?

19 years old. Caught a spy trying to break into my Coronel's office and reacted without thinking. Got sent off for special training after that, real hush hush.

[squirsquirrel]

My Pokemon OC!

I decided to bite the bullet and create a post here for my OC because Wynaut! (In the spirit of it being a Pokemon OC and my obsession with saying 'Wynaut' like a Wynaut, I have to make that pun.)

So here is my OC! Yes, I have my notes elsewhere for me to look at and read and revise etc. but I don't care! I want them here too!

(Also, my memory of the anime, manga and games aren't that great, so if I stuff things up I'm more likely to get told by others how incorrect it is compared to if I stare at my notes trying to think of when, what and how something happened.)

So! Bio time!

Name: A/Absolute (referred to by N) | X Odysseus (referred to by Team Plasma) | Alfie (referred to by Ash and friends) Age: 18-20 Gender: Nonbinary (TBD) Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them

Personality:

She is quiet, introverted and doesn't speak. She can communicate with Pokemon telepathically, and only hangs around Ash, Iris and Cilan. They're friendly but overprotective and will go to extreme lengths to protect her friends.[1] However, when they're under a lot of pressure or anxiety, they'll either run away or transform to protect themself.

Physical Description (TBC):

They're 1.6m tall, has brown hair with pink tips (for the style, imagine on the top it comes out like Mew's ears and ends in a ponytail like Mew's tail), blue eyes (like Mew and Zoroark), and has lightly tanned skin. She likes to dress in whatever they find prettiest or most comfortable, sometimes copying Ash, Iris or Cilan's style of dress although Cilan's would be a bit more practical? (Just thinking about how much running they would be doing although she might choose to only dress like Cilan when helping to prepare food, etc.) When she was younger and living on her own in the forest, their clothes were made by Leavannys either repairing what she already had or making them new clothes.

Favourite Foods:

Berries

Fruits and vegetables (especially potatoes and sweet potatoes)

Hot food (especially soup)

Favourite Colour(s):

Yellow and Green

Likes:

Ash, Iris, Cilan and N

Pokemon and playing with them

Stargazing

Nature

Maths

Reading

Dislikes:

Team Plasma

Ghetsis

Water (sometimes)

Meeting new people

Abilities:

Transform - Using Transform allows them to become any Pokemon, person or thing. She is able to use the powers of whatever she transforms into. She can only transform for a set amount of time that shortens with each use of a move (e.g. after transforming into Pikachu they can stay in this form for an hour, but using Thunderbolt will shorten it down to 45 minutes) (TBD)

Telepathy - Their passive ability allows her to communicate with Pokemon and N. (They have the power to put her thought into others/peer into their minds, but she chooses not to as it disturbs them and brings discomfort.)

Pound - They can hit really hard.

Life Dew - She is able to heal herself and those around her (NOT LEARNED UNTIL LATER).

Backstory:

A was an experiment of Team Plasma. Having learned of Kanto's evil organisation, Team Rocket, and their efforts to create the most perfect and strongest Pokemon using Mew and Deoxys. This led Ghetsis, the leader of Team Plasma, and Colress, an esteemed and high-ranking scientist, to do their own experiments except they used a child instead of blood samples. This resulted in a fusion between parts of Zorua, Mew and the child - named X Odysseus - who had come to possess similar abilities to these Pokemon. Their plans for her weren't to be the strongest or most perfect tool for Team Plasma as they already had another child whom she would become playmates with: the Prince of Team Plasma, N. Before Anthea and Concordia became N's foster sisters, X Odysseus' role was to assist in strengthening the Prince's already incredible ability to commune with and understand Pokemon. It was from their friendship that N decided to give them a new name - Absolute - because of his dislike to her old one. With N, she was happy. But everyday she would return to her room in the labs and despite the experiments performed on them had become fewer, the pain of it all didn't go away. Although the scientists knew of N's ability to hear the true voices of Pokemon, they didn't take into account the child's emotions and thoughts to be picked up by N, so used to seeing her as more human than Pokemon. One day, he asked her about why she was so upset and why she was hiding the truth from him. Scared that N might reveal these things to the organisation or his father, Ghetsis, A finally escaped with the help from Pokemon within N's Castle and found herself in an untouched forest. They had planned to say goodbye to N but couldn't in their rush. Later, N was told by Ghetsis that she had run away to be with humans, knowing N's hatred towards them and using it as a way to make him forget about her. But N had his doubts and, when he had grown old enough to begin his journey as King, he also searched for A. The result of being kept in N's Castle for all of her childhood made them fear humans until the day they met Ash. When she first met him, they were shocked that he was scared of them and grew curious about why. With the accompaniment of Pikachu, they soon got to know each other, but A disappeared when Iris and Cilan came looking for Ash. Still curious about him, A bid her Pokemon friends from the forest goodbye and began to follow him on his journey, finding reasons to trust some but not all humans. They did their best to stay hidden from the group, her use of Transform helping somewhat, but Iris caught onto her and managed to corner them, demanding why they were following them. Before she had a chance to retaliate or run away, Ash stepped in and explained who they were and tells her how happy he was to see them again. Once he introduced everyone to each other - along the way, Iris and Cilan come up with name 'Alfie' for them - A felt calmer around them and becomes a permanent member of their group although always hovering near Ash.

[floof-ghostie]

idk, which do you wanna talk about more (oc anon)

Alright, I’ll talk about my oc, Bonnie Tucker. This might be long, so I’m sorry in advance.

She’s from America (Los Angeles, California), and transferred from U.A from a hero school in L.A. 

She’s black. She has dark brown skin, brown eyes, and big, thick, 4c coily hair. She has an athletic build, and when she wears the school uniform, she often (though not always) rolls the sleeves up, and wears the waistcoat. She switches the school shoes for pink sneakers with green laces. In the workshop, she wears baggy jeans, with a green “Deep Dope” tank top, and a black hoodie tied around her waist. 

Both of her parents are heroes. Her mother died confronting a villain, who was a support hero doing illegal quirk experiments. Her quirk was called “Energy Shields”. Simply put, she can manifest her energy into near-unbreakable shields. It uses a lot of energy, but she had trained with her quirk long enough to hold her own and become a very formidable hero.

Her father is an underground hero. His quirk is called “Long locks”. His hair naturally grows in dreadlocks, and can grow and move around at will.

So, Bonnie’s quirk is called “Hair manipulation”, but it’s a little more complicated than what the name entails. She can grow her hair and control it like her dad, but it doesn’t grow in locs so she has to work on her hair’s fine-motor skills. Her hair is a lot stronger than her dad’s, due to her mother’s quirk, and she can manoeuvre it to function as a shield but it uses a lot of her energy.

You’d think she’d want to be a hero, given her quirk and strong sense of justice. But she never wanted to be a hero, as it didn’t interest her like technology did. Also, her story serves as a question: We see so many stories about people with weak, or non-combat suited quirks training and working hard to become heroes. But what about those that are blessed with strong quirks from the start, who don’t want to become heroes?

(It’s always been weird to me that those with powerful quirks are either written as heroes, or villains.)

She, along with another one of my ocs, Ami Chinen are in the analytics track of the support course. As an analytics student, she mainly learns to analyse battle strategies, and how to use quirks effectively, her specialities include intelligence gathering (Hacking), quirk analysis, computers, and creating anything that works as an extension as someone’s quirk. 

In my canon, she was the one who created Shinsou’s artificial vocal chords as it’s purpose was just what she was qualified for!

In terms of personality, Tucker is extremely determined to do well in support. She’s a hard worker, and in terms of fighting (when she has to) she isn’t above using underhanded tactics, and everything at her disposal to win. She’s very calm, sarcastic, and has a dry, deadpan sense of humour. Tucker is actually very quiet, normally wearing a monotone expression, but isn’t above roasting people (read: Bakugo) when she wants to. She’s very anxious, and uncomfortable with praise, so as a result, she downplays her achievements. But she’s very easygoing and it’s not too difficult to befriend her.

When it comes to things she likes, she loves to roller skate (she made rocket powered roller skates for this reason), and can do a lot of precision tricks. She also enjoys drawing, and has an odd fascination with lava lamps. Her favourite heroes are her dad, Miruko, and the Wild Wild Pussycats.

She along with the rest of my ocs love Midoriya. She likes hearing his input when it comes to quirks, and fighting styles.

She’s friends with a lot of class 1-B’s students. Most notably Tokage, Rin, Tsunotori, Shiozaki, Monoma, and Awase. She’s also friends with Shinsou, Ashido, and Shouji.

She and Hatsume are strangely good friends. She really admires how Hatsume keeps going, and never seems to get frustrated when she fails, and in return, Hatsume helps a lot with her confidence. Whenever people ask how they get along so well, Tucker simply says “Hatsume is nice. Loud, makes lots of explosions, but nice.” and leaves it at that. They share one brain cell though, so it’s not uncommon for the two of them to work together and collaborate on inventions.

She was really close to her mother. She misses her a lot. She and her father are also close, though he travels a lot for hero work. He was nothing but supportive when she told him that she wanted a career in support. 

[mia-cooper]

2019 fanfiction in review

I usually put more effort into pimping my favourite fics of the year, boosting a few new writers in my fandoms, etc. This year, however, I have not, for reasons both within and beyond my control. Which is pretty much my excuse for not Doing Better with writing for the past month or so, but hey. At least there’s this.

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1. Best fic(s) you read all year, and why?

How can I even begin to list all the beautiful, shocking, feel-good, feel-terrible-but-in-a-good-way, envy-inducing, page-turning, soul-destroying, fluffy, hilarious, infuriating and horny fics I’ve read this year? I can’t. So I will instead list three that come immediately to mind.

@curator-on-ao3 – The Dismissed Protocol (rated T, VOY, TNG, Janeway & Crusher)

This fic made me angry. So angry that I left a ranty and incoherent comment, slammed down the lid on my laptop and stormed around the house for a bit. Why was I so pissed, you ask? Because this fic hit a good few of my personal triggers around bodily autonomy and the right to make informed choices, and because although the fic ends triumphantly, it’s somewhat of a pyrrhic victory and it left a really bad taste in my mouth. Which, considering this is fiction, is the mark of some really good writing. When it comes to tackling difficult topics with a fresh and thought-provoking perspective, and without opting for the easy answers, Curator never disappoints. This story is just one of many examples of that in her work.

@love-in-the-time-of-kolinahr​ – it will take place without witnesses (rated E, DSC, Pike/Number One)

Okay so let me start by saying it was the author’s fucking EXCELLENT pun of a pseudonym that made me read this in the first place. Then it was the poem they quoted (Discovery by Wislawa Szymborska, which is like a portentous rocket in the guts). Then it was Una’s scales-off-the-eyes, we-are-true-equals, don’t-bullshit-me-lover candidness in the way she sees, talks to, knows Chris Pike. I adore Pike in his laconic-space-cowboy-with-a-heart Disco incarnation, I like him a lot as the CoolDad in AOS, but this fic? This fic gives me smart, forthright, deeply tender Number One, and Pike as the fractured and very human hero I hope like hell we’ll see more of because they are definitely making a Pike series RIGHT? It is written. Anyway… this fic is beautiful and harsh and deft and real and sexy and poetic and at its core it’s about love, and who doesn’t love love?

@captacorn​ – Stars in a Ruined Sky (rated M, VOY, Paris/Torres)

It took me a while to read this one because CaptAcorn was posting it at the same time I was writing my epic, and I had no brain space to maintain a hold on someone else’s dark and compelling plot. But when I picked this one up, I couldn’t put it down. It is AMAZING. A Timeless AU, set in a universe where Voyager crashed and most of the crew survived, this goes where no other 100k+ epic I’ve read before has dared to tread, and it does so without flinching. The details are what make this unforgettable – there’s no magic reset button, so when something bad happens to the crew, there are actual lasting consequences – but it’s the humanity of the characters (if I can use that word to describe a crew that includes aliens) that makes it unputdownable (fuck off, my nana said that’s a word). This is not an AU I want to think happened, but CaptAcorn makes it one that rings true. And I’ll definitely read this again when I have the emotional fortitude for it.

Wow, there’s no Janeway/Chakotay in my top three. What? So here’s a bonus:

Northernexposure’s trilogy – Soft Light, Aftershocks and Resolution (rated E, VOY, Janeway/Chakotay) – three for the price of one! I mean, when northernexposure posts a new fic I race to read it no matter what, but smut! Beautifully written, true to character, sexy sexy smut from one of my all time favourite authors! How could I turn that down?

2. Best fic(s) you published all year, and why?

Mmmyeah to be honest I kinda feel as though my writing peaked in 2017, but here we go.

Desperate Measures (rated E, VOY, Janeway/Chakotay and other pairings) – because there’s angst and smut and the plot is twisty as fuck and I feel like there’s a pretty satisfying payoff. And it’s really long and relies on the reader engaging with my OCs which people seem to have done, which makes me think that if I ever do want to go write another original novel, maybe I won’t want to burn it as soon as I’m done.

This Is The Moment (rated M, DSC, Pike/Tyler) – because these two have exhausting chemistry and I couldn’t not write this but it was hard to make it come out of my brain the way I wanted it. But I’m really happy with it.

And I have a soft spot for First Officer’s Log (rated T, VOY, Chakotay & Tuvok, implied Janeway/Paris), because I just really love Threshold, okay? And while the episode is wack on so many levels there are really dark and heavy themes to explore there which I feel have gone very unexplored and I hope my fic struck that same balance between moral philosophy and holywhatthefuckery.

3. Favourite opening line(s) in a fic you published in 2019:

From Bad Maquis (rated M, VOY, Janeway/Chakotay):

The only thing more restrictive – and bosomy – than this outfit, Kathryn mused as she stared at her reflection, was her holodeck governess costume.



Still, at least she didn’t have to leave her quarters wearing this getup, and thank goodness for small mercies. Because she was on the verge of backing down from this challenge as it was, and Kathryn Janeway did not chicken out. Ever.

I mean, it sets the scene, doesn’t it? Who doesn’t love Janeway in leather.

4. Favourite closing line(s):

This is maybe cheating a little bit because this fic isn’t finished, but this first chapter can stand alone and I won’t be continuing it for some time (first, I have to finish the two prequels, haha). Anyway, these are the closing lines from Inertia (rated T so far, VOY, Janeway/Paris and others):

When the daze clears and Tom looks up to discover that his hovercar is parked in front of an address he’s never visited but has nonetheless memorised, maybe he should feel a little bit surprised.



He doesn’t. No matter how far he tries to go or how long he stays away from her, turning up at Kathryn Janeway’s door is inevitable.

Why do I like it? Well, I have an everlasting appreciation for Janeway/Paris, for one thing. For another, if you read the rest of the story and understand what Tom has just learned, you’ll want to know what happens next. I hope. I sure want to know.

5. The fic that was best received, and your favourite comment(s) on it:

That would be Desperate Measures again. It’s my longest fic by far and I was absolutely bowled over by the response to it, but one of my favourite comments on it is this one:

It actually looks like Janeway is saying gimme and it cracks me up.

Honestly though… the depth and kindness of comments on that fic in particular, the time and thought and effort that people have put into their reviews … it made up for every moment I wanted to chuck it in and never look at that fic again, or any other.

6. The fic you wish had gotten more love:

Honestly, I was surprised there was so little response to my @voyagermirrormarch​ fic trilogy, Heaven in the Shape of Hell. I really thought they’d be crowd pleasers, but it shows what I know, lol. I haven’t even finished the third one because the lack of interest made me wonder if they were just really shite, but I’m not so butthurt about it anymore and I will come back to it someday.

7. How many fandoms you wrote for in 2019, and which inspired you most:

Does Star Trek in all its incarnations count as one fandom? If so, I wrote for two (Trek and Marvel). If all the different versions of Trek count separately, I wrote for seven (MCU, AOS (that’s Trek Alternate Original Series, not Agents of SHIELD), Disco, Mirror, Enterprise, DS9 and Voyager).

Anyway, I guess I’ll never stop being inspired by Voyager, so even if Disco season 3 and the Picard show do nothing for me, I’ll always have that.

8. Your favourite pairing(s) to write for:

I mean, Janeway x Chakotay, for sure. But I’m deeply, deeply invested in Janeway x Paris at the moment.

9. What you’re writing now/next:

I’m struggling through the second part of what was supposed to be my contribution to @25daysofvoyager​. I’m actually going to post the first part once I’m done with this quiz in the hope it’ll kick my ass into gear. I’m also on semi-hiatus from Kinetic Friction, but I’ll be going back to it as soon as I’m done with my 25 Days fic. At some point after Kinetic there’ll be the sequel, and then the rest of Inertia. I’m also contemplating something for Threshold Day, possibly throwing something into @voytalentchallenge​ (don’t count on that one), and I have an idea for a pre-Enterprise D, pre-Voyager meeting between Picard and Janeway (with smut, obvs), plus all the other fics I’m definitely going to write …

And of course there’s my meat raffle. Time to pimp that one again. Donate to AO3 and if I draw your name out of the hat of randomness I’ll write you a fic to your specifications (roughly).

10. Writing goals for 2020 (word count? new fandoms/pairings? anything?):

Look, I’d just really like to actually write to some of the prompts I’ve had sitting in my ridiculously complex filing system without getting sidetracked by the newest shiny thing to catch my eye. In terms of fandoms, I hope I’ll write more for Discovery, I’m looking forward to Picard, and I would like to branch out from Trek a bit. More MCU, definitely, and maybe others if I get inspired. The main thing I want out of writing fanfiction at the moment is for it to continue making me happy, though, so I just hope I keep having fun with it.

[crewhonk]

... Of The Line (4 1/2)

Warnings: Piet is a little shit and we love him, violence, guns, overall battle warnings, jealous!Steve, steve sees YN naked ad has to pick out her underwear

Words: 3.6K-- I’m trying to break down my chapters a little more-- plus if i kept this all one part, it would have been 6k long lolololololol

Chapter summary: The team try and find Klaue ina n African ship yard, and Pietro seems to be having too much fun

A series collaboration with @nomadsgrogers where she writes for Giovanna as the reader! We’re just projecting onto our writing, its FINE

Series Summary: Steve watches YN Banner grow up before his eyes-- from a shy, dorky sixteen-year-old to a fierce, brilliant woman who never fails to keep him on his toes. He knows that she’s untouchable, but that doesn’t stop him from being completely wrapped around her finger for the rest of his long life. 

Series Warnings: Mutual Pining, age gap, gun use, these two are idiots-- seriously they're so dumb, slow burn

Pairings: eventual Steve Rogers X Banner!Reader, eventual Buky Barnes X OC!Stark

AN: PLEASE, PLEASE COMMENT AND LIKE AND REBLOG OUR WORK! We’re getting a little discouraged due to the recent lack of notes on this series!

Till The End Masterlist / Of The Line Masterlist

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It was early the next morning when a new voice woke her up, her Scottish lilt comforting but unfamiliar. 

“Miss, Mr Rogers is at your door.” YN groaned, and shoved her face deeper in the pillow she was cuddling with. “Should I let him in?”

YN was a moment away from saying yes when she realized what her current state was. She shot up out of bed, blankets pulled around her naked body as she searched wildly around the room. 

“Um— tell him to give me a minute?” Her voice was shaking slightly with panic. “I just need to get ready.” She threw the blankets off of her body and cried out when her feet touched the floor. Damn it, she had almost forgotten she had run around barefoot last night while fighting— drunk-YN was a dumbass. 

“YN, are you okay?” She could hear Steve’s voice on the other side of the door and she wanted to laugh the loudest she had ever laughed before. Of course, she would be doing this right now. 

“I— yeah, I’m just. Not decent and can’t do anything about it.” She replied, tying her hair in a lopsided bun to try to get the greasy locks out of her face. The soles of her feet rocketed pain up to her knees and she cursed drunk her. 

“I’m coming in,” Steve said, barely giving her enough time to cover herself with her duvet before overriding the lock and walking in.

The sight before him would make any man's knees weak. YN Banner was in her bed, blanket wrapped barely around her thighs and chest, shoulders gleaming and bare. Her lipstick was smudged, eyeliner and mascara a cloud around her eyes, and her hair was messy and unkept. If Steve squinted he could picture her in a similar situation, instead, his blanket wrapped around her modesty— the light from his window warming her skin. 

“I— hi.” He said breathlessly, frozen in the doorway. 

“Hey, could you close the door please?” She grinned sheepishly and he fumbled into her room after doing so, looking anywhere but the woman in her bed and shoving his hands deep into his pockets. 

“I— where are your clothes? I’ll get them for you.” He offered and she desperately wanted the floor to swallow her whole. Sure, she could just pretend she was wearing anything at all and ask for a sweater and sweatpants but that would, in fact, be a lie and YN would find herself very uncomfortable the rest of the day. On the other hand, she would have to ask Steve Rogers to get her a pair of underwear and she knew that it was only three days before that she had thrown out all of her granny-panties in lieu of getting new ones. 

So, of course, it would be her lucky hat Steve would have to open the top drawer of her dresser and find pretty, soft underwear of all shapes and materials and oh, god couldn’t Ultron just crash through the window and kill her right now?

Not to be dramatic. 

“I— yeah, okay. Um, my fuck. My underwear is in the top drawer, and my long sleeves and sweatpants are in the drawer under that.” She flushed at the shock in Steve’s eyes and didn’t miss the way his gaze drifted over her bare thighs hungrily. 

“You’re not— okay I’ll just.” He tore his eyes from her and turned to her dresser, looking briefly over framed pictures of her with her apparent favourite people. There was a picture (there were more strung on the wall) of her and Giovanna at a concert, their hair wild and makeup dressed to the nines. Their mouths were open in song and stretched with smiles, hands raised in the air at praise of whichever artist it was. There was one of her and Natasha— a selfie, Steve learned— of them both in matching neon pink facemasks and cheesy smiles. There was one of young YN, side by side with her dad in what looked like a warzone— both of them smiling and holding dripping ice cream cones. Her and Tony, apparently playfully arguing in the lab, Tony with a look of shock on his face and Giovanna with an expression of pure unadulterated joy at the horror on YN’s face. There was a screwdriver in the wall next to Tony’s head. 

Then, there was another that shocked him— it was a picture of him and YN. They had been on vacation in Disneyland when she was eighteen. She had managed to coax him into not only wearing matching bright pink bedazzled Minnie Mouse ears but also to feeding him cotton candy from his back as payment for the piggyback ride he was currently giving her. The setting sun bathed them in an orange glow, and it made his heart soft looking at it. 

He shook his head, eyes flicking up to look at the picture once more before opening the top dresser drawer and feeling his skin fill with boiling water. Sure, he knew she was twenty one now, but he had never expected her to be wearing anything like this under her clothes. There was a rainbow of fabric in this drawer, all the underwear and bras different ranges of cotton and lace, and his hands shook as he picked up a light blue pair, sucking in a breath at the lack of fabric at the back and bundling it into a ball in his fist and out of mind. He grabbed the softest shirt and pants, next, rushing over to hand her the clothes and refusing to make eye contact by any means. 

She thanked him breathily and he swore under his breath as he followed her next orders and went to the bathroom, grabbing her makeup wipes and mouthwash and returning only when she gave him the okay. 

“You good to go?” His voice sounded distant over the blood rushing in his ears. At her nod, he handed her the StarkPad he was carrying and bent on one knee in front of her to allow her to climb like a monkey on his back. 

“Any updates?” She asked into his ear as they left her room. He had told her that Helen's cradle was ready for her and that they would meet together while the cradle did its magic. 

“Yeah, actually. It’s not good, but its a huge lead and we’ll probably be heading out tomorrow for another mission.” He hummed, jogging down the stairs and walking into the lab where everyone was waiting. With a little help, YN was placed into the cradle on her stomach, warmth spreading through her feet as the cradle did its magic work on her. 

Steve walked over to Tony once YN was situated and unlocked his tablet, handing it to him. 

“What’s this?” He asked, handing the pad to Natasha who clenched her jaw. 

“A message. Ultron killed Strucker.” He replied, and Natasha passed the picture over to Giovanna who raised her eyebrows and showed it to YN. 

“And he did a Banksy at the crime scene,” Giovanna commented, YN nodding slowly in agreement and her nose wrinkled. 

“That’s gross.” She mumbled. 

‘‘This is a smokescreen. Why send a message when you've just given a speech?” Natasha commented, taking a sip of the cup of coffee Clint had just arrived with. YN smiled gratefully as he placed an extra large cup in her hand, knowing that while the cradle was magic, it still sucked to have to use it. 

“Strucker knew something that Ultron wanted us to miss,” Steve grumbled. Of course, he would be beating himself up for this— for allowing their government agency to take him in rather than Steve doing it himself. If he had just done the work himself rather than following orders, this could have all been avoided. 

“Yeah, I bet he—“ Natasha rolled over to the computer and opened any files she could get her hands on, slouching when she found nothing. “Yep. Everything we had on Strucker has been erased.”

Giovanna walked over and sat in a low riding chair next to YN, taking a sip from her coffee and immediately gagging. 

“I don’t know why you keep trying coffee, you hate it so much,” YN whispered, amused as she watched her best friend chug the nearest water bottle. 

“I honestly don’t know either.”

“Not everything.” Tony had reappeared with a box of files in his hand, and the team stopped and groaned. It was another five minutes before boxes and boxes of files were brought in and lids tossed haphazardly around the room and the team skimmed files and papers relating to anyone even remotely related to Strucker. 

“Steve.” YN piped up as he went to pass her. “Bring me a box.”

“YN, you’re still injured.” Steve looked down at her and she groaned, flopping her forehead against the table under her. 

“Yeah on the opposite end of my brain. Give me a box, I want to help.” YN pleaded, and cheered when Giovanna returned with two boxes in her arms. Steve only rolled his eyes and huffed at YN’s cheer. 

“Didn’t you take notes during the meetings?” Giovanna asked, handing her a millennia folder. YN snorted, propping herself up on her elbows and flipping it open. 

“Yeah, along with notes about how great Steve’s ass looked during them. As if I would ever share them.” YN muttered, gaze drifting from her work to Steve who had made himself comfortable on a couch he and Thor had pulled from the far wall. 

“You’ll share them with me, though right?” Giovanna chuckled, throwing a piece of paper to the floor and picking up the next report. 

“Wanna do a girls night later? I’ll do a dramatic reading of them.” 

“You got it, Dude.”

Tony was pacing again and stopped to look over Bruce’s shoulder. He pulled the file from Bruce’s hands and let out a breath through his nose. 

“Wait. I know that guy— from back in the day. He operates off the African coast, black market arms.” Steve’s head shot up accusingly and Tony rolled his eyes. “There are conventions, alright? You meet people, I didn't sell him anything.”

“I made sure of that.” Giovanna piped up and Tony shot her a glance. 

“You weren’t even there. You were what, thirteen?”

“I went to Paris alone when I was ten and was back before you even knew I was gone, remember? Black market conventions in Africa were nothing.”

Tony jabbed a finger in her direction, and YN raised an eyebrow. “We are talking about this later.”

“I don’t actually need to listen to you, you know— I’m twenty-one now.” She smiled, propping her chin on her fist and shooting him with a mischievous smile that Tony knew would result in just a light chastising. 

“Anyways,” He continued with a glare shot toward Giovanna. “He was talking about finding something new, a game changer, it was all very ‘Ahab’.”

Thor pulled the paper from Tony's hands and nodded towards it. “This.”

“Uh, it's a tattoo. I don't think he had it—“ Tony replied, squinting around Thor’s arm. Yn held out her hand and wiggled her fingers, looking at the picture. There was a man in the picture— well built, grey hair, wide smile and smile lines to match. His skin was plastered with tattoos— some fresh and others bleached from the sun or scars. There was a mark on his neck, though. It was still pink and the skin around it was irritated and puckered. 

“No, those are tattoos, this is a brand.” She said. “ Looks like he’s not too good at making friends. It looks like a hieroglyphic?”

“What dialect?” Steve asked, and YN shook her head. 

“It doesn’t look quite like anything I’ve ever seen before. It looks central-west Africa, almost?” She replied and handed the paper to her dad who scanned the symbol. 

“It's a word in an African dialect meaning thief, in a much less friendly way.”

“Wakanada...? Wa…Wa…Wakanda?”

The word meant nothing to anyone in the room but Steve and Tony who had let their faces drop. Steve looked rather pale, and YN could feel her brows furrowing as they turned to each other. 

“If this guy got out of Wakanda with some of their trade goods—“ Tony began, clenching his fists nervously. Even Giovanna, who was rarely concerned with her father's anxiety, knowing it was usually something he wanted to deal with himself, sat up straighter. Something was very, very wrong. 

“I thought your father said he got the last of it,” Steve said, turning his body away from the rest of the team and towards Tony. If his hunch was correct, this week was about to get a lot worse for everyone. 

“Can someone tell me what is going on?” Giovanna asked, her voice sharp. 

“What comes out of Wakanda?” Bruce asked, and Steve turned, picked up his shield and handed it to YN’s dad. 

“The strongest metal on Earth,” Steve said, his voice low and saturated with worry. He turned to Tony once more. “Where is this guy, now?”

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The flight and fight in Africa was supposed to have been an easy one— quick. Take out a man who had nothing special to him, capture the twins, take out Ultron and then make it home before Chick-Fil-A closed. 

How very wrong they were. As soon as Steve had announced their arrival, both YN and Giovanna knew that this was going to go terribly wrong. Maybe it was the way that the girl was holding herself, or maybe it was the way that the boy was looking at YN like he wanted to take her to a closet and make her squeal (Steve didn’t like that look very much at all). Maybe it was the way Ultron’s left side was covered in blood with Klaue nowhere to be seen. 

“Something is wrong, here.” YN pressed her finger to her ear as she spoke into the comm system. None of the team on the ground floor made any more to acknowledge her statement but Natasha, who looked warily over to her and nodded in agreement. Something was very much off. Her worries were cut off by Ultron making a noise of disgust. 

“Captain America,” He sneered. “Gods righteous man. Pretending you could live without a war. I can’t physically throw up in my mouth but—“ YN didn’t hear what Ultron had to say next, as Giovanna had appeared by her side, hand gentle on her arm and coaxing her to stay by the doorway. Keeping YN from punching the face off of that damn robot. 

“Throwing punches before the plan starts won’t end well.” Giovanna's voice was sharp in her ear and YN only nodded, shoulders still tense and eyes burning into Ultron. 

“—Casue I wanted to take this time to explain my evil plan—“ Ultron cut himself off by capturing Tony in a magnetic pull and throwing him to the metal wall just left of where the girls were hiding in the shadows. 

“Dad!” Giovanna cried, pulling her helmet over her head and launching herself at Ultron who almost giggled. 

“Human bonds— cute.” He said, punching her to the ground and through the metal bridge. It didn’t take long for YN to plunge off the edge after her best friend, finding her shaking herself of dust and rubble. 

“I’m going to kill him,” Giovanna growled, launching herself right back up the boat and kicking the large robot in the chest immediately after a blast from her father. There was a little pause between their attacks and YN would have to inform her best friend just how cool she looked in that moment. The blasts and kicks were quick— precise, and the rage seemed to seep out of the lines of her suit. 

“She’s pretty cool, huh?” The male twin appeared beside YN suddenly, and YN squealed and jumped, momentarily forgetting she was, in fact, in a fight for blood. She moved quickly, grabbing a pistol from her hip and a chained baton from her thigh. Her attacks seemed fruitless— he was much too fast and before she knew it, he was spinning the baton in the air, circling her. 

“You are very beautiful— brave, too.” He hummed, coming face to face with her. She growled, surprising him enough to land a kick to his chest and knocking the air out of his lungs.  She aimed her gun at his shoulder, narrowly missing as he sped to his feet. 

“If I was a normal man, I would surely be dead by now.” His voice crooned in her ear and her elbow moved quickly enough that it caught the tip of his chin. She heard his hiss in a breath—good, the steel-tipped elbow pads had been a good investment after all. 

“Not everyone can get a hit in on me, you know. The HYDRA agents were practically useless. The Soldat got close, but the metal arm was too clunky.” He commented absently and YN stopped long enough for him to throw her to the ground, pinning her and smiling down as he straddled her waist. 

“Bucky. Bucky trained you.” She whispered, breathlessly and the man rolled his eyes. 

“Sure, if that was his name. Angry. Ruthless. Only cared about missions— something I never understood. I always got distracted by the pretty girls.” He smiled, and YN swung her hips and legs forcefully, throwing him off of her and grabbing her other baton, turning it on and feeling the hum of electricity shoot pleasantly up her arm. 

“Do you always talk this much during a fight?” YN said breathlessly and swung, catching the tip of his finger and making him yelp and hold it to his chest. 

“Why do the most beautiful things in the world always come with the most painful bite. God’s greatest play if you ask me.” He then moved too quickly for YN to see his next attack, but it wasn’t unlike a speeding fist colliding with her jaw. YN fell to the ground in a heap and she spat out a fragment of a tooth and some blood, wiping her lip and stumbling to her feet. 

“Now, are you going to tell me your name?” He asked, faking concern and cradling her face briefly before she aimed a kick to his knees. 

“In your dreams, Buddy.” She snarled, aiming her gun and quickly firing three shots— all missing by a hairsbreadth. 

“I’m counting on it. And it is not ‘Buddy’.” He muttered, running around to her back and whispering into her ear. “It is Pietro Maximoff.”

And then he was gone. 

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Steve had just barely caught the interaction, but he seemed to have gathered the gist of it. The Maximoff twin wasn’t afraid to get handsy and was incredibly quick on his feet. His charming smile shot in YN’s direction and making something akin to anger bubble in the pits of his heart and stomach. He hopped down, throwing his shield at the place where he once stood and catching it before running to YN’s side whose gaze darted quickly over the field. 

He came to stand in front of her, clutching her jaw gently in his hand and hushing her when she jumped. Her eyes and skin seemed to be glowing— stress and anger and something else simmering under her muscles. 

“YN. Are you okay?” He said softly but severely. Her gaze finally landed on him— his untouched face and still perfect uniform settling her. So long as he wasn’t hurt, she would be able to keep going. 

“Fine. I want to kick the twin in the teeth though.” She pushed Steve off of her— one part angry, two parts embarrassed at him seeing her lose that battle. He followed her, wrapped his hand around her forearm and spoke through his admiration of the fight still in her. 

“You watch the Starks and Thor’s sixes. I’ll take care of him.” He muttered and something in his eyes told her that there would be no argument in this. 

“Yes, Captain.” She turned away, leaving the ugly green monster who had reared its head a purring puddle of mush. 

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The silver-haired boy wasn’t hard to find— he had been thrown into a pile of crates by the force (or pull) of Thor's hammer. He was stumbling blearily to his feet when Steve hit his chest with the flat of his shield a little too hard for necessity, sending him flying back to the Pietro-shaped hole in the boxes. 

“Stay down, Kid.” Steve’s voice was almost unrecognizable— rage boiled in his words. A flash of fear covered his face before Pietro followed his gaze to where YN had just taken out three bots all the while swinging from Giovanna’s free hand across the open air of the cargo ship. 

“She is your girlfriend?” His irritatingly suave voice called Steve’s attention back to him and all Steve wanted to do as climb on top of him and pummel his smirk to ash. 

“I don’t think it’s any of your fuckin’ business.” He continued, rolling his shoulders and puffing his chest out. The kid only rolled his eyes, standing in a flash and patting Steve’s shoulder. 

“She is beautiful. If you do not make a move, I will. Several quick ones I know she will like.” And with a high pitched giggle and a brush of air, Pietro was gone, leaving Steve about one hundred times more irritated than when he had first arrived. 

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[auntiebioticslab]

I didn’t get any asks for this but that’s okay because unfortunately I am WELL capable of infodumping without anyone’s permission. so here’s the unplanned variable ask meme by @outervvorlds

read mores do not work on mobile because tumblr is garbage from a toilet and my computer is currently on a UPS truck to California. I am so sorry.

Basics! Name, age, personality, etc. What do they look like? Are they a new or old oc? 

Her name is Rocket Alexandria Hawthorne! Formerly Rachel Holloway back on Earth but I’ll get to the reason for the name change.

She’s extremely vague about her age (her go-tos are “older than you” and “over a hundred” which are both technically true due to the “being on ice” thing) but she can pass for anywhere between 30 and 50 appearance-wise and the timeline of her Earth memories pretty reliably pegs her as late 30s-early 40s.

She’s a really effortlessly confident and funny person, which is the main reason she could probably talk her way out of her own execution. Also because I have a disease that makes me project my brain shit onto every oc I have she’s prone to hyperfixating due to an Unclear But Definitely Present Brain Thing so she knows a lot of things about a lot of things. Also she’d never openly admit it but she’s a sucker for romantic things and definitely cries at weddings.

This is her:

Her mom was Pakistani and her father was Black but she usually just says she’s from Baltimore.

What are their attributes, perks, and flaws?

She’s got high charm and intelligence, average strength and temperament, and good everything else.

I got her up to level 30 my last play through, do not make me list all her perks. Most of them this go-round so far are buffs to vendor prices and boosts to movement speed.

She has weakness to both plasma and physical damage!

What do they believe in?

Religiously, she’s agnostic but she kind of likes the notion of Philosophism. Morally, she believes that there’s no reason for people to pointlessly suffer just so someone at the top can hoard money, and also that the colony would be better off if Byzantium suddenly burned to the ground.

...she did not burn Byzantium to the ground, don’t worry.

How did they react to becoming Captain of the Unreliable? Are they much of a leader?

She always kind of wanted to be a cool spacefarer, but she hoped it would be under different circumstances. She told ADA that the real Hawthorne was killed by marauders, offered the poor bastard some dignity in death.

She is a pretty effective leader but that’s because she doesn’t really see herself as one? The crew aren’t subordinate to her, they’re her friends.

What was their life like before being iced?

It was boring! She was stuck in a shitty line cook job which wasn’t terrible but also felt like a waste of her education, and she was barely scraping by anyway. That’s why she applied for the Hope initiative.

Did they have any family before becoming Captain? Do they think their crew as family? 

Obviously she had parents growing up; they werent as present as they’d have liked to be because Work but she never once felt like they didn’t care for her. They didn’t live to see their daughter off when she boarded the Hope, but that was because of natural causes.

She also had four older brothers! Darren, Brice, Gene, and Andre. She was closest to Andre because the age difference between them was only a year. He’s actually the one who gave her the nickname “Rocket” in the first place; when they were kids they would pretend to be space explorers and their pretend names were Astro and Rocket.

None of her brothers were on the Hope. Darren actually was doing pretty well for himself in a low-level government job and didn’t feel the need to leave the planet, Brice didn’t want to uproot his wife and kids, Gene, well...she still has no idea what Gene was up to when she boarded the Hope because he took a job in another country and lost contact with his siblings years prior. Andre had been dead for years, unfortunately, having died in a work accident a week before Rocket was due to graduate college.

It still nags at her that while she can at least assume all her other brothers died peacefully and surrounded by loved ones, she knows EXACTLY what horrible thing happened to Andre.

As for the current crew, ohhh yeah, they are definitely her family. She cried when Felix said “I’ve got a family” to Clyde.

What’s their fighting style? Who do they bring along?

Ironically for a timeline where Roosevelt was never president, she does practice big stick diplomacy. Well, it’s usually small stick diplomacy because she prefers one handed melee, but still. If she can avoid direct conflict (through stealth or negotiation) she prefers to. The only exception was Tartarus.

There’s no real rhyme or reason to who she has in her party because from a Me As The Player standpoint I just go with whoever gives me boosts to the stats I need for the quest I’m doing. Which, in practice, usually ends up being Parvati and Felix because of that sweet sweet Persuasion buff.

Is Spacer’s Choice their only choice? What do they think of the corporations?

She is...not a fan of the amount of power they have. Spacer’s Choice in particular has a special place in hell as far as she’s concerned. If you held a gun to her head and asked her to pick a favorite...she’d probably ask you to just shoot her. Or she’d choose Auntie Cleo’s because their jingle is the least annoying.

What do they think of the factions? Are they liked or disliked by any?

Rocket has to make an actual effort to get on someone’s bad side so she’s in pretty good standing with most of the major factions. She made an effort with the Board, though 😁

For her part, she’s especially fond of the folks on the Groundbreaker.

What’s their favourite place in Halcyon? Least favourite?

She likes the scenery on Terra 2 and the people on the Groundbreaker, but as corny as it sounds her favorite place in Halcyon is the Unreliable. It’s home to her, and it’ll stay that way forever.

She doesn’t hate Edgewater per se but being there fills her with rage because of how...indicative it is of the way the rest of the colony is being run.

Do they have a favourite alien creature?

She definitely has never done extensive research on the care and feeding of leather boas because she hyperfixated on the idea of getting one as a pet before realizing that recreating the necessary habitat conditions on the Unreliable was impossible, or at least way too expensive.

No, I’m not projecting the amount of times I have done something similar for bearded dragons.

Did they save The Hope?

FUCK yeah she did.

What do they want to do afterwards? - but do they get a happy ending?

She finally gets some use out of her degree; she’s qualified to be a food scientist, like a real actual food scientist, and that’s probably what Halcyon needs more than anything.

Considering a few other things that happen in the epilogue, she doesn’t get a perfect end. But it’s enough.

What do they think of the companions? Friendships, crushes, dislikes, etc. 

She immediately thought “now I’M the big sister” after recruiting Parvati and Felix, so there’s that. Probably accidentally called each of them by the name of one of her brothers a few times. Convincing Ellie that she actually cares about her as a person is her white whale of sorts, and she empathizes a lot with Nyoka given her own history of loss. Logically she realizes that Max is a fellow capital-A Adult but also she feels like she’s holding the leash on a feral dog whenever he’s with her. She likes to tell SAM he’s doing a good job.

How do the companion quests go?

Golden ends across the board, babey. I’ve never been one to half-ass shenanigans.

What’s their love language?

Gifts and acts of service!!! She always tries to play it cool until she’s ready to admit her feelings though, so there’s a lot of pretending she just HAPPENED to find this thing she damn near tore the planet apart looking for.

Also she especially likes to flirt by cooking. Even back on Earth she got into a fair few relationships by being like “hey neighbor, I underestimated how much this recipe makes, interested in taking some leftovers off my hands? ;)” when she knew damn well how much the recipe made and doubled it so she had an excuse to see her cute neighbor.

Are they in a relationship? Do they want to be?

She has a crush on a certain rogue scientist, and unfortunately for her it is such an intense crush that she actually gets tongue-tied around him sometimes, which isn’t something she’s used to and that stresses her out a LOT.

Damn now I want to write an immediately-post-game-but-WAY-pre-epilogue fic with the crew trying to get them together so they don’t have to listen to Rocket blasting classical music and frustratedly screaming into a pillow every time she leaves his lab.

How to win them over?

She likes to look into someone’s eyes and see a fire, you know? I mean this in both a platonic and romantic sense—if someone is downtrodden but still determined, she probably at least respects them.

Also if someone she has feelings for does some kind of tender touch thing like brushing her hair behind her ear she McDies. Just completely short circuits. Cannot handle it.

How to break their heart?

If she found out someone important to her was using her or going behind her back it would destroy her. Unwilling betrayals as a result of being under duress are one thing, but deliberate, calculated manipulation? That’s her absolute worst nightmare.

How did those cows get onto their ship??

She wanted to try making homemade cheese and didn’t trust the bottled milk to actually be from a cow after what she learned about the saltuna cannery in Edgewater.

Ok technically she just agreed to deliver the cows to a facility on Terra 2 after the actual ship carrying them had engine troubles on Groundbreaker but she liberated some of the milk while in transit. Not like they’d notice.

A song that reminds you of them,

Sucker Punch by Die Mannequin!

Three random facts about them.

She got that burn scar during her time on Earth. Be careful with hot liquids, kids.

She’s tall—like, 6’5” tall. People who don’t receive proper nourishment don’t get very tall so she towers over most of Halcyon.

After the events of Don’t Bite The Sun she went back to Stellar Bay and told Raymond “I’ll teach you my recipe for breded cystipig chops with mock applesauce if you’ll teach me how to make that casserole”. Good trade for both parties.

[vampireacademysims]

So, I got tagged for this 50 OC questions meme by @blackswan-sims, thanks girl (B&W squad!) :D I asked her whom should I do it about and she said Rose, although she also gave me the liberty to do about someone else. Well, Rose Hathaway is NOT my OC, she belongs to Richelle Mead, but I will do this one at the best of my knowledge, bits of headcanon might have seeped in, it’s only my opinion after all, so bear with me. If you have different view, post them bellow, I’m curious.

Tagging, @in-sempiternam, @grecadeasimsstudios, @moocha-muses, @fannycandysims, @mdpthatsme, @yandereplumsim, @ilikefishfood and anyone else. I really love reading OC stuff, so poke me if you do.

01. How old is your sim? Recently turned 18.

02. When is your sim’s birthday? March 21st.

03. What is your sim’s zodiac sign? Aries.

04. What is your sim’s ethnicity? Scottish - Turkish.

05. Does your sim have any nicknames? Everyone calls her Rose since her full name is Rosemarie. As for special nicknames, Adrian called her Little Dhampir and Dimitri calls her Roza when he’s being affectionate.

[More under the cut]

06. Do they have a job? She just dropped out of school, so no. She’s going rogue while being financed by Adrian.

07. Where does your sim live? She lived most of her life at St. Vladimir’s Academy before she left. She’s currently on a personal mission in Russia and she’s constantly moving, so she lives nowhere right now.

08. Who does your sim live with? In St. Vlad’s she lived in the Dhampir dorms and had no roommate.

09. What environment did your sim grow up in? (strict, loving, cold etc.) She grew up with the other Dhampir and Moroi at St. Vladimir’s Academy, a boarding school for both species. She was treated like every other Dhampir, so I guess… itty bit strict for being a boarding school? Other than that, I guess it was an ok environment, she must have had some perks for being Lissa’s best friend, with Lissa being a Royal.

10. What is your sim’s favourite food? Pizza, brownies… Rose can eat about anything (except Borsht apparently XD) she loves sweets and junk food.

11. What is your sim’s favourite drink? Not really sure? I know she dabbled with alcohol in the past… but Russian Vodka (the one really produced in Russia) is like rocket fuel for her.

12. If they have one what is your sim’s favourite color? Red?

13. Does your sim believe in any clichés? (love at first sight, etc.) I don’t think so? She’s quite skeptic.

14. What is your sim’s sexuality? Heterosexual.

15. What is your sim’s gender identity? Female.

16. Is your sim type a or type b? Definitively Type A.

17. Is your sim introverted or extroverted? Very Extroverted.

18. What is your sim’s favourite woohoo position? Rose has done the Devil’s Tango only once (up until now) and there wasn’t much information about it. I guess Rose would fallow any instructions Dimitri gave off, being her first time, but I envision her liking to experiment in the future.

19. Is your sim a pet person? If so what is their favourite animal? Not a pet person. Apparently animals don’t take well to Dhampirs, Lissa had a cat once and he and Rose only seemed to tolerate each other.

20. Does your sim have a best friend? Vasilisa “Lissa” Dragomir, more than her best-friend, she’s her bond-mate.

21. What is/was your sim’s favourite school subject? Rose is not very… scholarly. Dhampirs have specific classes to learn to act like bodyguards - known as Guardians when they graduate, before that they are Novices - besides more mundane stuff like pre-calculus or Slavic-art. I’d gather she liked combat lessons the most (even better when they were with Dimitri).

22. Is/was your sim a high, mid or low achiever in school? I gather she was a middle achiever on non-combat stuff. On Dhampir related subjects like combat and such I’d say she was a high achiever, she learned fast when she wanted to.

23. Are they planning to go or have they already been to college? If so, what would be or what was their major?  I don’t really think it passed through her mind in the past. Dhampirs are raised, educated and trained to solely be Moroi Guardians. Their moto is “They [Moroi] come first” after all. But now that Lissa is finishing school and she wants to go to college. As her Guardian Rose would go with her, enrolling and having classes, but mostly because it’s part of the job to protect her, not because she personally wants to. 24. What are your sim’s political beliefs? Human politics don’t matter to her. Moroi politics, she’s starting to pay attention as she learns how Guardians are treated by Moroi, she sees things that need to change. But she isn’t all that political.

25. What is one thing your sim wants to do before they die? Right now, free Dimitri’s soul from being a Strigoi. But other than that and be Lissa’s Guardian, I don’t think she has a bucket list (or I can’t really remember right now).

26. Does your sim have a favourite TV show (cable) and/or movie? I don’t think St. Vlad’s allowed TVs and right now even if she had time to watch some TV, it’s all in Russian and she barely understands it lol

27. Is your sim a Netflix viewer? Netflix didn’t exist at the time the books are set in, and for the reasons explained previously, I’d say no.

28. Does your sim like books? Nooooope!

29. Does your sim enjoy video games, if so what is their favourite one and do they play on PC or console? Goes the same as TV. Not allowed in school, no time for it currently.

30. What is your sim’s personal style? Rose likes to be comfortable, but if she can go for sexy, she will do it. She knows she’s pretty and that her body attracts attentions, so she will flaunt it given the opportunity.

31. Does your sim have a lucky charm? A Nazar necklace that her mother gave her for Christmas, which was given to her mother by her – for now – unknown father. Lissa gave her a family heirloom Chotki bracelet meant for the guardians that served the Dragomir family, but Rose gave it back when she left.

32. Is your sim religious? Not at all. 

33. What kind of music does your sim listen to and who is their favourite artist? There isn’t much information about what she likes, but there is about what she doesn’t like: 80’s music with a focus on 80’s European music. She always complain when Dimitri is listening to that type of music, which is his favorite.

34. Is your sim a festive person? If so what’s their favourite holiday? Don’t think so…

35. What is your sim’s favourite type of weather? Sunny warm weather, since she rarely gets to experience it. Although Moroi don’t die with sun exposure, it’s uncomfortable for them (because vampires after all). So they work on a nocturnal schedule and thus so do the Dhampirs.

36. Does your sim prefer to start fights or finish them? Both!

37. Does your sim have a dream job? To be Lissa’s Guardian, she won’t take anything else.

38. Does your sim have any siblings? She’s an only child.

39. Does your sim get along with their family? For a long time she resented her mother a lot for not raising her and choosing to be a Guardian full time, meaning she left Rose at the care of St. Vlad’s since an early age. It’s complicated, female Dhampirs that choose to stop being Guadians and choosing to raise a family and looked down upon and a few have the ugly nomenclature “Blood Whores” attached to them for choosing family. She has been coming to terms with her mother and coming to admire her and having a friendlier relation. She doesn’t know who her father is.

40. What is your sim’s favourite hobby? Fighting? She doesn’t have the time to go partying anymore.

41. What does your sim look for in a romantic partner? Someone that respects her and treats her as an equal, mutual understanding.

42. What is a secret about your sim? She and Lissa are Bonded. During a car crash that killed Lissa’s family, Lissa brought Rose from the brink of death using her Spirit element and it created a bond between the two, making Rose Shadow-Kissed. Rose can see through Lissa’s eyes and feel what she feels at any given time, although Lissa doesn’t have these perks. This is not much of a secret anymore, ever since it became known that Lissa is a Spirit user. The current secret would be is that she is in love Dimitri, who is her 7 years older mentor, and that both did the Devil’s Tango once.

43. What is a wish your sim has? Becoming Lissa’s Guardian and having an accepted relation with Dimitri. You see, Dhampirs having relations with other Dhampirs is frowned upon.

44. What is a flaw your sim has? Rose is impulsive, fight prone and known to hit first and ask questions later.

45. How do others generally perceive your sim? Same as above. Not someone you want to cross.

46. Does your sim have a greatest achievement? Coming back from death. Sure, she had help, but she did it. Taking Lissa from St. Vlad’s and running away, living amongst humans for 2 years before Dimitri tracked them down and brought them back to school.

47. If they have one, what is your sim’s greatest regret? “Allowing” Dimitri to be taken by Strigoi. She was held back, but still. On top of that one, having left Lissa behind when she embarked on this possibly suicidal mission to Russia to find and kill Dimitri.

48. Does your sim have a favourite emoji? No idea lol

49. Does your sim use simstagram? At this point she doesn’t even own a phone.

50. What is the last text your sim sent (and who did they text)? See above, so no texts.

[saturnvalleycoffee]

Tagged by @besin-is-a-moogle

Rules: Answer 30 questions and tag 10 people

# following: 194

# of followers: 104

Average hours of sleep: 6 to 8, maybe?

Lucky number: I don’t really have one.

Instruments: None.

What are you wearing: Various types of fabric cut and stitched together to form a warm casing for the human body.

Dream job: Taking care of cats and getting paid for it, I guess?

Dream trip: I.. don’t really have one, honestly.

Significant other: None.

Birthday: March 31st

Height: 5′5″

Gender/pronouns: She/her

Other blogs: @caseofthestolenspecs

Nicknames: Callie

Star sign: Aries

Time: 3:26PM

Favorite bands: Walk the Moon, Our Lady Peace, Kesha, Incubus

Favorite artist: Too many!!

Favorite tumblr artist: Also too many!!

Song stuck in your head: I think I have Walk the Moon permanently stuck in my head.

Last movie you watched: Road to El Dorado

Last show you watched: Violet Evergarden

Why did you make your blog: I had no clue how to use Tumblr and just made an account for no reason, posted two Earthbound screenshots, and left. Then, I came back to it once I decided I wanted to reblog stuff.

What do you post: Nothing original (on this blog, anyway). I reblog things that pique my fancy or that I find amusing. Other one has occasional fanfiction.

Fandom contributions: When I was 11, I used to draw and write horrible Team Rocket art and fanfic, complete with my own terrible self-insert OC. Then, in high school, I drew all kinds of horrible Invader Zim, Trigun, Yu-Gi-Oh and other assorted anime art. Now, I guess I write FFXV fanfics for fun? Oh, and I also run a fansite for an obscure French kids’ show (Insektors), and have for over ten years now.

Last thing you googled: Probably something video game help related.

Ao3: SongOfMarbule

Do you ever get asks: Nope.

How did you get the idea for your url: One of my favourite video game moments ever is in Earthbound, when you drink Mr. Saturn’s coffee in Saturn Valley. And as it happens, ‘saturnvalleycoffee’ sounds cool. (My original URL was actually ‘mustachegraffiti’ lol)

Favorite food: This used to be lasagna, but now I think it’s tied with butter chicken. And also, vanilla ice cream.

Last book you read: Warm Bodies

Top 3 fictional universes: This will always be Insektors, sorry. I just freaking love it and wish more people knew what it was, okay?? I’m also gonna throw  Samurai Pizza Cats in there too. EDIT: SPLATOON. HOW COULD I FORGET SPLATOON!?

(not tagging anyone, if you wanna do it, do it!)

[brooklynislandgirl]

Tagged by: @ofdualisms

Goal: tag four people you want to get to know better! Relationship status: Married Favourite colour: Black Lipstick or ChapStick: Burt’s Bees tinted lip moisturizer in pomegranate, or my sister’s home made lip balm that she makes with coconut oil and tastes fantastic (the coconut peach one). So best of both worlds? I listen to: A little bit of everything, though currently I am in love with Fredalba, Kaleo, and Natalie Merchant. Last movie I watched: Legend or Lawless.  Top three TV shows: Agents of SHIELD, Lethal Weapon, Hawaii 5-O are the 3 I am currently not missing episodes of. Top three characters: of the shows I watch; Duke Crocker, Martin Riggs, Phil “Dad” Coulson, Steve McGarette (or Chin Ho Kelly, cause I love me some Daniel Dae Kim) (and yes, I am an asshole and can’t pick just three), Eliott Spencer...John Constantine...<is trash. Is total trash> Castiel.... Movies: Ron Kray, Bucky Barnes, Steven Grant America Rogers, Thor, Peter Quill, Rocket Raccoon, Groot, are we noticing a theme here? And always, no matter what, Boromir. Anything Mads Mikkelson plays. Rocco...The McManus Twins, Porthos (Oliver Platt rendition...) and anything Tim Curry. God why are you making me do this... Top three ships: Oh Fuck right off. Ahem.  Coulson/May, Daryl Dixon’s Dads (TWD), Dean and Baby. of OCs, I think Victoria/Bucky (and bamf babies and...), Lex/Happiness (@ofdualisms), My Other Soul, and Copper Pipe. Tagging: @theregoesthebellhop @agentharrisonofshield @lucxsnorth @whiskeyandtwoshotglasses

[pandamothium]

OC Interview

RULES

1. PICK ONE OF YOUR CHARACTERS

2. FILL IN THE QUESTIONS/STATEMENTS AS IF YOU ARE BEING INTERVIEWED FOR AN ARTICLE AND YOU WERE YOUR MUSE.

3. TAG  PEOPLE TO DO THIS MEME: I don’t want to spam people I’ve already tagged so im tagging @warsonghold  @wonderlandcrows @queen-scribbles @teklacat and anyone else I’ve already tagged or anyone who wants to do this <3

I was tagged by @vir-ghilani Thank you !!

Cecylia DeLune- Team Rocket Research Admin.

1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME?

Cecylia glares and adjusts herself in her chair, “You ask for an interview but you don’t even know my name?” Your flustered reaction amuses her, “Cecylia.”

2. WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME?

Her eyes narrow, “Are you dense? C-E-C-Y-L-I-A.”

3. DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU WERE CALLED THAT?

She looks bored, “No. But its better than a number.”

4. ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN?

Cecylia crosses her arms, clearly irritated by the juvenile inquiry “Next question.”

5. HAVE ANY ABILITIES OR POWERS?

“If I didn’t then what use would I be to Team Rocket? Now let’s move this along before you see them firsthand” She waves her hand to signal for the next question.

6. STOP BEING A GARY STU.

She glares.

7. WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOR?

She is clearly growing agitated, “Do you have bricks in your skull? They’re green!”

8. HOW ABOUT YOUR HAIR COLOR?

She’s holding her face in hand and takes a deep breath, “I fucking wonder.”

9. HAVE YOU ANY FAMILY MEMBERS?

Cecylia raises her head, chin resting in her palm, “I don’t know.”

10. OH? WHAT ABOUT PETS?

She growls, “Pokemon are NOT pets, you twit!”

11.  NOW TELL ME ABOUT SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE.

She sits up and pauses to ponder an answer, “People who ask dumb questions,” she narrows her eyes at you before continuing, “and milk, its disgusting.”

12. DO YOU HAVE ANY HOBBIES/ACTIVITIES YOU LIKE DOING?

“I don’t have time for hobbies, but I do enjoy my research.” You’re surprised by how her expression softens ever so slightly.

13. EVER HURT ANYONE BEFORE?

“Of course.”

14. EVER….KILLED ANYONE BEFORE?

Cecylia’s expression sours but she does not respond.

15. WHAT KIND OF ANIMAL ARE YOU?

She raises a brow and her lips curl into a evil grin, “A monster.”

16. NAME YOUR WORST HABITS.

“Like I would share that,” she scoffs and looks away.

17. DO YOU LOOK UP TO ANYONE AT ALL?

She turns to face you, her voice monotone as if rehearsed, “Executive Karen is a powerful and insightful leader.” 

18. GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BISEXUAL?

She groans, “What the hell does that have to do with anything. I don’t care!”

19. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL?

“That’s what normal children do, I was not a normal child,” she says bitterly.

20. DO YOU EVER WANT TO MARRY AND HAVE KIDS ONE DAY?

She snorts.

21. DO YOU HAVE ANY FANBOYS/FANGIRLS?

She chuckles to glances at her co-worker, “You’re my biggest fan aren’t you Hun?” They scoff and flip her off.

22. WHAT ARE YOU MOST AFRAID OF?

She rolls her eyes, “That this interview is going to take all day”

23. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY WEAR?

She sighs, “Clothes? A lab coat, tactical gear, whatever is appropriate for my assignments.”

24. DO YOU LOVE SOMEONE?

Cecylia groans and looks to her co-worker, “Did you write these damn things?” Hun crosses their arms, “Why would I write such a stupid question?”

25. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WET YOURSELF?

She begins to rub her temples, “I’m going to kill whoever set this up”

26. WELL, IT’S NOT OVER YET!

“I wish it was”

27. WHAT CLASS ARE YOU? (HIGH CLASS, MIDDLE CLASS, LOW CLASS)

“Everything I have belongs to Team Rocket. Does that answer your question?”

28. HOW MANY FRIENDS DO YOU HAVE?

“My Pokemon are the only friends I need.”

29. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON PIE?

She purses her lips, “Blackberry is the best.”

30. FAVOURITE DRINK?

“Any that will make me forget this interview ever happened.”

31. WHAT’S YOUR FAVOURITE PLACE?

“My lab.”

32. ARE YOU INTERESTED IN SOMEONE~

“Will you give it a rest asshole?! All I care about is my research and my Pokemon!” she snarled.

33. WHAT’S YOUR BRA CUP SIZE AND/OR HOW BIG IS YOUR WILLY?

She angrily flips you off.

34. WOULD YOU RATHER SWIM IN THE LAKE OR THE OCEAN?

She shrugs, “The ocean since I’m more likely to be eaten by a Gyarados in a lake than a Sharpedo.”

35. WHAT’S YOUR TYPE?

“Psychic, Dark and Fire types are my specialty,” she answered promptly and cast a sharp glare at Attila who stifles a chuckle.

36. ANY FETISHES?

“The fuck is your problem?”

37. SEME OR UKE? TOP OR BOTTOM? DOMINANT OR SUBMISSIVE?

She stands and turns to leave, “That’s it, This interview is over.”

38. CAMPING OR INDOORS?

You stammer asking another question and she turns, “You just don’t give up...” She looks around while she thinks, “Camping, because it grants the opportunity to see wild Pokemon.”

39. ARE YOU WANTING THE QUIZ TO END?

Finally a smile, “I am. Now get out of my sight.” She turns on her heel and strides away.

[toomanyskeletons]

which of your ocs is your favorite?

I dont have a favourite oc, theyre all my children and i-HAhAhawait a minute let me mentally prepare myself for half an hour of typingi got this ask a day ago and only got around to answering it nowbut BOY you are stepping onto a fuckin MINEFIELD here do u know how much i love to talk about this...okay so my favourite OC is my first oc, Taylor Magenta, who i created when i was like. 5.Or maybe earlier!Here's the deal:I remember the name Taylor as the name i used in my first time playing pokemon, which, if you know anything about me, was a PRETTY FUCKIN BIG DEAL because a- it has been my primary interest my entire life and b-it lead to the creation of taylor. That sentence totally fuckin looped around but whatever.Before Taylor i vaguely remember a girl named Marina, which i cant remember if she was someone completely different, or if Taylor overwrote her and stole her place with a different name. Does that make sense? Probably not.It doesnt matter.SO i named my character Taylor and went on my merry way, the young lady who was GOOD AND COOL AND REALLY STRONG POKEMON TRAINER and also she LIVED ON AN ISLAND IN THE MIDDLE OF THE OCEAN and had TONS OF POKEMON which she all SAVED FRON TEAM ROCKET.she also had a friend named rebecca, who, to quote six year old me, "i eventually trashed". She didnt do much, and i didnt like her.Anyway.Eventually i started to write, and i discovered that i REALLY wanted to write an original fiction, so Taylor was separated from the pokemon universe, which was probably in 2012 because i had to completely remake her boyfriend (which was N, if anyone was wondering).So i rewrote the story, except everyone had MAGIC this time!! Instead of Pokemon.And then her name was changed to Taylor Junia instead of Taylor does not have a last name.So that went on for a while, different fandoms influenced the story, which doesnt matter, because again, to quote me fron five minutes ago, "i eventually trashed" (it).And the REASON i trashed it was because I FIGURED OUT I WAS TRANSGENDER! and this shitty self insert i had made was definitely not going to stay as a girl if i wasn't one.So Taylor became...well. he kept his name, and also sometime he became Taylor Magenta but i cant remember much about when that happened.(actually i can, i named him after a sheep in minecraft but pretend its something cooler)And then, about a year or two ago, i wrote a story where he MAGICALLY GOT THE BODY HE WANTED which i actually kinda liked but the thing is i couldn't just spill my dysphoria onto him, so i also trashed that. The story was about angels and demons and had like 6 trans characters which ALL had to suffer when i got really dysphoric but like. It wasnt good enough.So, i went back to my origins. Kind of.See, i liked the world where it all took place. But i also liked the angels and demons.So the newest one is an alternate timeline where ONE man made a SINGLE choice SEVERAL MILLENIA AGO and ended up CHANGING EVERYTHING.Anyway so NOW he exists in a world, which-THAT DOESNT MATTER ITS ABOUT HIMso he has a big fancy house which he inherited from his father, because he is from a vaguely prestegious family. And the weather in that place is fuckin HAYWIRE because they are TWO HOURS FROM THE BEACH and also it snows like an entire foot sometime during the story. I have a map.OKAY so i am not the best at character descriptions but. Actually never mind. There is no but. I cant just list off my characters traits very well, but if you ask me some questions i can 100% answer them.But here goes anyway: -tends to say things without thinking -easily frustrated/angered -wears tank top and shorts 99% of the time -loves his boyfriend, even though his boyfriend likes tea and that is fucking unforgivable -coffee all the way -marries his boyfriend sometime in the second book -protective of his family, though thats generally a given -reckless, acts without thinking, i think -at one stage in the story, he has a friends with benefits thing going on with a guy who looks like his boyfriend, who turns out to be the boyfriends older brother by several thousand years -at the same time, his boyfriend has a fwb thing going on with someone who looks like TAYLOR, who turns out to be one half of a V relationship with the older brother -its all super confusing to write down but it works out SO NEATLY in my head-has an extensive collection of vinyl records-is very competitive, particularly when it comes to video games-starts out the series as a highly public figure, fakes his own murder, and doesnt go back to his original fame-he also accidentally gives a confidence boost to a group of people who WERE trying to kill him and a bunch of other angels, but also saves a bunch of angels because they were trying to kill him wrong-im not sure that made sense but whateverAnyway i hope you enjoy my THIRD oc-related essay in twenty four hours, keep sending me questions guys i am LOVING this(And if you dont send me questions i have something to infodump about anyway, haha take that)