#so many people have expressed wanting to draw them and it's rare an oc of mine has garnered that much attention T_T

[generalsmemories]

I'M NOT LEAVINGGG ㅠ ㅠ I may had worded it wrong... lol

But anyways!! I loved Yujia very much :3c thanks for showing them!! (I would like to share a little artwork I did, but I just noticed that I can't send an image in a anonymous ask............)

- ⌛️

HAHAH dun worry, even if u left and didn't tell u free to do so uwu

NAAAAUR T_T but oh well, my heart is full knowing u took time out of ur day to draw them hehe uwu

[alwaysonf1]

are they flirting?

Pairing: Charles LeClerc x Hamilton!OC

Genre: Slice of Life; Fluff

Word Count: 2.4k

Warning: Mild Language.

Rating: PG-13

Author's Note: And this my loves, is the end of 'A Week.' Forever is within reach.

Charles’ every thought is filled with things regarding the way Iman dances. The schedule meant that there were two games that would happen while they were filming. Everyone was given the choice to go or not to go, but all of them jumped at the chance to experience the energy of the first night.

And despite how even now Charles wants to deny it, he’s more than just fascinated by this part of college life that he never would have gotten to experience. No, most of his interest lies with the girl with the bright smile dancing along to the band’s rendition of New Edition’s “Can You Stand the Rain.” Every move is made with a fluidness and grace that most only attribute to ballet.

As it winds down, and the girls take their seats he finds himself wishing for a repeat of the same performance. Maybe then he could look at all of them and not just stare at Iman the entire time.

Movement to his left draws his attention and breaks him out of embarrassing himself if Iman caught him looking at her for so long. He sees Lewis embracing someone and he assumes it’s a friend of Iman’s mom, but when they pull away, he’s met with the smiley face of Logan Sargeant.

The young Williams’ driver is chatting it up with Lewis as if they’re best friends. All while Charles can’t remember a time, he’s ever seen them interact. He’s not even sure he’s ever seen them look at each other.

It’s confusing and as if sensing his gaze, they both turn to look at him. Lewis wears a smirk and Logan’s smile is just as bright as when Charles first looked their way.

“Hey, Charles.”

“Hello.”

The silence following that greeting is loud, even in a loud stadium. As seconds tick by Logan’s expression morphs into confusion and then Charles watches as he looks to Lewis and the lightbulb clicks on.

“Oh! Sorry for crashing. I had some time to fly out here and I like to visit Iman when I can. Lewis said it would be fine for me to come since this is the last day of filming.”

That answers so little, but it does give Charles an opening.

“You know her?” he asks.

The smile returns. “Yeah, we’ve known each other since we were kids. Met at some of the competitions here.”

His explanation makes sense. Iman seems to have been somewhat involved with her brother and mother’s line of work all her life, even if it was in a more covert way. That meant she probably crossed paths with many drivers, even him, without any of them knowing who she was or her relation to Lewis. But Logan seems to know.

“Hold on. Have you always known about her? Them?”

Lewis laughs and Logan joins in. The other drivers walk over, their attention drawn away from the game that restarted. Most seem as confused as Charles was, but they greet the American driver warmly, nonetheless.

“He didn’t know until they were like eleven or twelve. They were already friends and she wanted me to meet him. We trusted him to keep the secret and he hasn’t let it slip even a little bit. In fact, he was on my side about not doing this at first, but hey, you know how siblings are, they get their way.”

“Really? You both lost against her?” Alex asks, amused.

“I rarely win against her. She knows how to divide and conquer, so she made some good points and so I helped her convince Lewis.”

“Giving yourself a lot of credit there with that help, huh Sargeant?” Lewis jokes.

Logan nudges him and laughs. “She’s the one who tells it like that. We both know I was there to just nod.”

This comradery is shocking. Charles feels like he’s in an alternate universe as he sees them talk and laugh together. He turns to look at his teammate and sees the confusion he knows is on his face too. Somehow, he’d managed to just accept that Logan of all people has known, but this dynamic change between the drivers is the real stunner.

It takes a bit, but he zones back into the conversation between the two.

“Like that time, she called my dad an ass and some things I’m just not comfortable repeating,” Logan says.

“Is he still scared of her?”

“Yup. He said something dumb, that’s on him.”

That subject is one Charles is interested in, but a throat clear draws his attention to Daniel.

“Any particular reason you didn’t want to?” Daniel asks.

“She’s my baby sister, I always want to protect her from how things can get. Ya know?”

A chorus of agreement sounds because everyone gets it.

Charles definitely knows. What he often deals with in the industry and with the media was the same, but also different from what Lewis got hit with. Sometimes he wanted to keep his family far away from the spotlight, but he left the choices in their hands and did what he could to limit some of the stuff that people would write and say about them for clicks.

The arena erupts in cheers, forcing the groups’ attention on the field. Southern’s team is leading by far and they’ve made another touchdown. The joy of the players can be seen by the way they celebrate in the end zone and Charles is reminded of how much he likes the camaraderie in sports. It’s there, but not as strong in motorsport. An expected outcome when even your teammate is a rival for a win.

For the rest of the game, they’re focused on the football part of it. It’s a good game and though the team is running away with the win it has its tense and exciting moments. When it ends, they allow everyone else to make their way out, post celebration, and then head to the tunnel that Iman told them to meet her. She’s already there near the exit with her bag and changed into her outfit for dinner. The green dress she’s wearing compliments her brown skin and fits her perfectly.

As they reach the last few feet Logan moves to take the lead. He jogs to her, and Iman drops her bag to hug him tight. There’s an uncomfortable churn in Charles’ stomach.

“Hey, Lo. Didn’t know you were coming,” Iman says.

“I had time and Lewis said it would be fine. Plus, it’s your last season. Have to see my big sister perform as much as I can.”

Logan removes himself from the hug and puts some distance between them as he says it. From the way Iman’s eyes narrow Charles can tell it’s a wise decision.

“It’s less than a year difference, you dork.”

“Still a difference.”

“Wait, how old are you?” Lance asks.

“Uh…”

“She’s twenty-three,” Lewis says.

Daniel coughs. “Twenty-three?” 

“You don’t remember your age?” Charles asks.

Iman gasps and lightly slaps his arm, which makes him laugh. “It’s a fresh twenty-three. And there are too many numbers in my head to keep track. And to answer the question I know is there, I took a little over a year for a gap. It involved working as a mechanic and traveling. If I wasn’t in GA or deep within the Mercedes or Williams areas, you would have run into me at almost every grand prix.”

A weird feeling fills Charles. He doesn’t like that they could have met sooner and didn’t. He gets why, but for some reason he wishes he’d gotten the chance. Though if he's honest the reason isn’t that mysterious to him, he’s just pushing it out of his head. He can’t linger on it for too long or he’ll do something stupid.

“But enough about that. We need to leave now to get to the restaurant on time. All questions can be asked there.”

And with that she picks up the bag - which is then taken by Logan - and they all follow her out to the cars. She gets into the one Logan is driving. Lewis does as well and without question Charles follows them. He’s been attached at the hip to the Hamilton siblings all week, so he finds no reason not to be now. 

And he ignores the smirk on Carlos and Daniel’s faces as they watch him go.

Once inside Logan pulls off while Iman puts the address into the GPS. Then she turns up the volume to a song and both of them basically scream the lyrics as if they’re the only two there. Charles looks to Lewis who is amused and looks at them in adoration. He finds himself smiling and humming along to the song, but let’s them have their moment.

Minutes into the drive, and a few songs later, Charles’ eyes shift to the rear view mirror just as Iman looks into it. She sees him and winks, all while continuing what has turned into screeching.

The dumb smile on his face can’t be helped.

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Laughter fills the restaurant, the three tables they’re using all having various different conversations but all in a happy, upbeat mood. Things were a little awkward when everyone arrived, no one knew where to sit and were clearly uncertain with how the tables should mix. Iman had to take control and get them to sit anywhere, even if that meant it was between two drivers. 

Iman found herself in between Logan and Charles, with Lewis right across from her. All three were carrying the conversation while she ate off her and Logan’s plates, her mind mostly consumed with eating as much as the oddly delicious asparagus while refusing to order more. 

Before she knew it both of theirs was gone and a pout formed on her lips. One that she’s hyper aware of to the point that she shakes her head a little and pulls it together. Reminding herself that she’s being silly.

Her stomach doesn’t get the memo though. It does a weird swirl, and it makes her wonder if she should order more of it. She shakes her head and tunes back into the conversation, focusing on the way Logan wheezes as he laughs at something that Lewis said. Something that Iman knows wasn’t that funny, but that the two of them clearly think lists her brother as king of comedy. 

It's almost a reflex as she turns to meet Charles' gaze and give him an eye roll about their theatrics. He’s wearing a bright smile and laughing softly, but with the way he looks at her Iman knows that laughter is largely because the two men are ridiculous.

Having that sort of connection makes her feel sane and pushes a laugh of her own out. But it causes an itch in her throat and before it can get any further, she reaches for her drink. Just as it reaches her lips her eyes notice her plate is no longer in front of her and instead it’s one that looks like it once held what Charles ordered.

Iman’s eyes move back to the man, and he’s immersed in the conversation with a producer and Lance. She stares at him for a while, lips parting to speak and then his head turns toward her. Charles winks at her, motions toward the plate, and then rejoins his conversation.

A soft grin forms on her lips and she grabs her fork, digging into what she promises herself will be the last of her new found addiction for the night. Mid chew she looks up and meets Logan’s gaze and he has a smirk on his face. His eyes twinkle with amusement and a knowing look that she hates to see on him. It’s the signal that he’s either going to say something she won’t like that he knows something that she doesn’t or something she doesn’t want to address.

Quickly she swallows the vegetable and glares at him.

“Shut it.”

“I wasn’t going to say anything.”

“Liar.”

His hand moves to his chest, and he fails an expression of faux hurt. “I would never.”

Yet again Iman finds herself rolling her eyes, but when she stops her attention is on her brother who wears a similar expression to Logan’s from moments ago.

“I’m sick of your shit.”

Lewis gapes. “Mine?”

“Both of yours.”

“Hey. I didn’t do anything.”

“That’s mean!”

Exasperated is not a fitting enough word for how she feels in the moment about their antics. Despite her ignoring certain signs and feelings herself she’s smart enough to not ignore them noticing all of that. And the fact that they want to comment and encourage it. No one ever tells the cons to having the world’s biggest cheerleaders by your side.

“Either of you open your mouths to say anything that’s running through those brains of yours when you speak again, and I’ll pop you.”

Both lean a bit away from her at that and a smile forms because she knows they won’t push it. At least not for the night. There’s no universe where she’s delusional enough to think that the subject is dropped forever. 

Lewis breaks the ice first, asking her questions about the rest of her season and making a joke that he’s going to be spend more time on the plane this season than he has all the others. From there it’s jokes and catching up with each other. Those close to them join in here and there, some even bring their chair to their part of the table to talk. At some point Charles joins back into the mix and he speaks like he’s been in on all the jokes as long as they have. And he ensures that her water is always topped off and slips her a piece of the cake she swore she wants none of.

By the time the night is over it’s like a peaceful high. They all head back to the hotel, Lewis got her a room for the night, and it’s both hard and easy for her to drift off at ease. In the morning they met for breakfast as their last meeting before everyone, except Logan, were headed to the airport. There were hugs all around and Charles is the last to embrace her, both of them lingering longer than the norm.

She and Logan wave to them until the vans are out of sight. With them officially gone Iman sighs and turns to head back into the hotel. Logan is giving her a look, his brow raised a little as he grins like the cheshire cat.

“Shut up.”

“Nope.”

She walks away and he keeps up with her quick pace and as the elevator doors close, he has a million and one questions and opinions on a situation he got to experience for less than twenty-four hours. 

[serene-sky-kid]

60 OC questions

I really liked the questions so I answered them all. These questions come from the post I shared before.

Really just for fun and because I don't want to draw right now xD Well if you want to read for a while about Serene, the questions are under the cut

I leave this sketch of something I'm doing so that it's not just text

[1] What first impression do they typically make? Are they likeable from the get go, or take time to grow on people?

Serene is quite transparent, I think people who know her tend to like her, I think the worst thought you can have about her is that she seems immature at first

[2] How does their social personality differ from how they act when they’re alone?

Very little or nothing, although I suppose it's easier for her to deal with sadness when she's alone.

[3] What emotion is the hardest for them to deal with?

Sadness and anger, sadness is easier to express and her friends can notice it, but anger is something very bottled up.

[4] How physically and emotionally affectionate they are?

A lot, in both senses, even if she has limitations in communicating, she will tell you that she cares about you and that she appreciates you and everything she expresses, communicates and does shows it.

[5] Are they good at keeping secrets?

She's not a gossip, yes, will she try to hide your secret as much as she can? Yes, would she be good at lying to keep your secret? I doubt it

[6] How direct are they in conversations, do they speak in hints and riddles or bluntly say what they think?

She is quite sincere and direct or as much as she can with her limitations

[7] Are they a good liar, and what would they probably lie about?

No, she would not lie intentionally and if she is forced to do so she would be very bad at it because the guilt of lying is too strong.

[8] How open they are about their true feelings, both positive and negative?

She is very open with good emotions, she shows almost 100% of what she is. You can notice if she is frustrated, worried, scared, insecure or sad. But although you can see her sad, she is very bad at crying and it is very rare to see her really angry.

[9] What is their love language?

I have never honestly thought about it, I don't see Serene in a relationship of any kind so

[10] How quickly do they fall for someone?

She doesn't :D

[11] What are small things that make them happy?

Her father taught her to appreciate the small things in life since she was little, many things make her happy just by having them, from being able to dance, to be able to play music, to be able to see, to be able to live, to be able to travel, to be able to enjoy her favorite food, being able to laugh with friends and the list goes on

[12] How high is their self-esteem?

It's hard to explain, because I'm not sure. I feel like she doesn't see how capable she is of doing things, she usually feels like a burden to others, but generally what makes me think that her self-esteem isn't "that bad" is the fact that she doesn't feel ashamed, she doesn't feel the weight of others judging her, she usually does what she wants So I'll let you judge how good or bad it is.

[13] What kind of sense of humor do they have, if any?

I think she has a good sense of humor

[14] What does it take to make them laugh, and what does their laugh sound like?

oh she laughs at very simple things really, it's very easy to catch her off guard, sometimes even a dad joke can make her laugh (not because I'm sure hearth is someone who would make dad jokes)

[15] How do they act around people they don't like?

It depends on the reason why she doesn't like this person, but it is rare for Serene to not like a person, except if this person is so direct that they becomes intentionally hurtful, these types of personalities make Serene uncomfortable, especially If they shout and cause discussion over nothing and just because they want to be right.

[16] Do they easily rely on others to help them out, or prefer doing everything themselves?

She was overprotected because she depended a little on the calls of other skykids, since she did not have a way to ask for help, they always kept her close. Nowadays she has the thought that she depends on others to survive and it really is not something that makes her feel comfortable, she really does not want to be a burden on others but she also does not believe in her own decisions.

[17] What is their biggest struggle that no one around them is able to understand or believe?

For now I can't think of anything

[18] Do they ever have to hide their identity and for what reason?

No

[19] If they could change one thing about their past, what would they change?

Depending on what point in her story you ask her, at the end of her story she would probably answer Nothing. at the beginning of the story, if she could only change things from HER past, she would probably respond "have protected my father more when he needed me."

[20] When they’re sad or upset, do they need company or some time alone?

She prefers to be alone, I mean having company is fine too, but I think she feels an obligation not to make others feel bad, so it is more difficult to process a bad feeling

[21] When they’re sick, would they want others to visit and take care of them, or they would rather prefer not to be seen at not their best?

Let them come visit her, 100%, they can see her in pajamas if they want, it doesn't matter

[22] Do they have nightmares, and if yes, when did they start and what are they usually about?

she does not have frequent nightmares but when she does they are about memories

[23] What was the worst, the darkest period of their life that they have been through?

Does it depend… on her past? or her entire story From the past, I can't mention anything really serious compared to Orion or Hearth himself, maybe when the flower in Hearth's eye grew she was present, but I don't know if it's something truly dark. In the entire story, she is the most affected character of all, she does not have such a hard past but she does have a difficult future.

[24] How hard it is for them to not allow their emotions to cloud their judgement?

I think she's a little impulsive, but compared to Orion, she's pretty controlled

[25] Do they have fears and phobias, and if they do, do they usually keep it to themselves or talk about it openly?

Everyone knows her fears and yes, everyone knows what she is afraid of. I'm sure she had a bad time in wasteland and not because of the krills

[26] Do they have any physical or mental ilness, how do they handle it and how open they are about it?

If you don't know, she is mute, she doesn't have Call either… although she is not deaf, I think a friend asked me so I feel like I should clarify it. I still have to learn more about the subject but I think that Serene doesn't speak very extensively when she communicates in sign language, most of the skykids don't know it or don't share the same sign language, I think that Serene writes more than she uses sign language. but it is not 100% canon because it makes it a very very slow communication, difficult to draw and write, so the way it is communicated really depends on who is drawing or writing her.

[27] Do they have any scars, how did they get them and how do they feel about them?

She is supposed to have one on her forehead from a stone that she got when she was very little that was thrown by someone towards hearth but it got to her, but I always forget to draw it, so I guess it is left out of her design

[28] What is something that they will never be able to forgive?

More than just one specific thing, I think it would be an accumulation of bad actions, although I suppose that doing bad things, to hurt others, intentionally, is something difficult for her to forgive. It is so generic only due to the fact that she is someone who understands the line of emotions of others, sometimes I think that she justifies lies and mistreatment of others towards her by finding emotional reasons that justify them 🤷‍♀️

[29] How do they deal with loss, stress and anger?

She believes all her life that she is ready for loss, oh my girl, you don't know. She tends to block herself with stress, she is not good at working or acting under pressure. Anger bottles up and goes to the corner, let no one touch it

[30] What are their most healthy and most unhealthy coping mechanisms?

ok this is too complex for me to answer now, but maybe you'll get an idea from the things I've answered

[31] How hard it is for them to own up to their mistakes and wrongdoings?

I think she carries them with guilt but she would never lie about being wrong, anything she can fix or apologize for she will do it with sincerity even if it causes her great guilt or shame.

[32] Is there something they've done in the past that they deeply regret till this day?

Just little things, but most of them have to do with not acting because she was too scared or too unsure of what to do.

[33] What are one of their fondest and most treasured memories?

Everything related to his father is a treasured memory for very obvious reasons, but I think that the time when he could still play the guitar are the best She was very young, but she remembers it very clearly.

[34] Do they have vices they don't want others to know about?

The buns that grandma cooks, ok no, no, she doesn't have any vices

[35] Do they like their own appearance, and what do they do, if anything, to alter it in any way?

She likes her looks, but she likes short hair, so when her hair is long, she will cut it later… her long hair won't last long

[36] Do they own items that have sentimental value?

The journal that belongs to Heart and the bracelet that Orion gave her

[37] How would they spend a lazy day when they have nothing specific to do?

Playing music or sleeping

[38] What do they usually do or where do they go when they need to feel comfortable and safe?

well in my mind the world of sky is very big so it takes a lot more than it takes you to travel in the game from one place to another, so the campfires on the realms, the campfire in hidden forest is her favorite

[39] What is their sleeping habits and favorite sleeping position, either alone and with someone?

It's a very funny question, any position that is comfortable is fine, she doesn't always have a decent place to sleep so her sleep doesn't have any specific habit, luckily she is a heavy sleeper so she doesn't have problems sleeping uncomfortable, but If she has trouble waking up when she sleeps in places that are too comfortable xD

[40] How picky they are with food, do they have specific dietary requirements based on their health or culture?

She's not picky at all, in fact I think she can eat questionable things without complaining too much (like Reah's food), food is food as long as it doesn't make you sick or kill you. It is also something related to her life with hearth Even so, if she can choose between good food and bad-tasting food, she will obviously always prefer the one that tastes better.

[41] What’s their usual morning routine?

ok this is a long one to answer, but I can point out that Serene doesn't comb her hair too much.

[42] What is their idea of a perfect friendly hangout and/or romantic date?

She adapts, but if there is food and laughter it is perfect for her She would never go on a romantic date C:

[43] Do they enjoy flirting or being flirted with?

Just joking, never serious

[44] On a party, where would you find them?

probably dancing or helping introverts (probably Orion) break the ice

[45] For an event, would they dress like they typically do, or go all out?

how she usually dresses, it's already a meme in my head that serene is overdressed for everything Will that dress get wet and dirty in the mud? Yes, totally

[46] Would they rather dress to look attractive or to feel comfortable, and what would they never wear?

To feel pretty but not attractive to others, in the sense of seeing her reflection and liking how she looks I think she wouldn't feel comfortable at first in clothes that show a lot of skin mostly because it's something she wouldn't wear, but… I think she would adapt.

[47] Do they drink alcohol, and if they do, how much and how often?

Only in social settings but not too much, she does not despise alcohol but she does not drink excessively either.

[48] Are they, or were they at some point in their life, a part of any subculture?

uhh no? i think?...

[49] Do they possess any unexpected skill or knowledge that surprises others, and otherwise, what is something anyone would assume they know or can do, but in fact they don’t?

I think most of it is survival stuff, she also knows a little about the language of the ancestors and can translate some things (in her universe they have a different language than the skykids) Because both she and her father are dedicated to filling that journal with information about the ancestors, many think that Serene is very good at drawing, but the drawings there are from Hearth, not hers… she is really bad at drawing.

[50] What are they really good and really bad at?

She is good at music and dancing, she is also good at organizing things. As I already said, she is bad at drawing and also at facing conflicts and resolving arguments.

[51] How good are they with money?

If we said that her universe had money, I think she would be quite conscious of how she spends things, sometimes doubting whether to spend things on herself or if she really deserves it. But when it comes to food she's really weak.

[52] Do they speak any other languages aside from their own?

Technically she can't speak it, but the language of the ancestors she suppose can translate it.

[53] Do they like to sing and how confident they are with their singing?

If she had a voice, she would sing all the time, she would be as confident in her voice as she is with her music and she is not the most talented.

[54] Do they like giving gifts, and how good are they at picking good gifts?

Yes, she gives gifts, I think if she knows you well enough she will always give you a good gift

[55] How long does it take for them to make a new place feel like home, and what do they need for it?

Any place that protects you from the weather and rain is a good temporary home But I guess for a more permanent home you have to at least have a decent place to sleep.

[56] How would they react to hearing a dirty joke?

She will cover her mouth as if you had said something indecent, but she will laugh afterwards. That kind of humor makes her laugh.

[57] What was the most stupid or dangerous thing they have ever done?

throughout history? I think too many things, some of them almost kill her

[58] In the situation where they had to choose, would they rather stay loyal to their morals or to people they love?

It depends on what morality we are breaking If her friend is trying to hurt another for no good reason, she will probably take the side of morality. If her friend is stealing something like medicine or food in order to save himself or someone else, she can ignore morality. It is the gray situations where there is no true "evil" where it is most difficult her to choose

[59] What would they want to be remembered for?

She would consciously respond to you as "someone honest" which is partly true. But I think that deep down in her heart she would like to be remembered as someone strong who can take care of herself and who can overcome the adversities of the world.

[60] If they were to commit a crime, what kind of crime would it most likely be?

steal the buns that grandma gave to another skykid xD

[dmagedgoods]

OC Mannerism - Eneas

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- NO. OF SPOKEN LANGUAGES >> Usually around 4 or 5 well enough to communicate in them mostly fluently and in complex ways. - TONE OF VOICE >> high / average / deep (tenor with a warm, pleasant timbre) - ACCENT >> hard to place, faint, it may be an accent or just the fact that he speaks certain words very clearly and pronounced and a touch too flawlessly - DEMEANOR >> confident but polite / shy / approachable / hostile / charming and winning / warm / captivating when at his best / dramatic - POSTURE >> slumped / straight / stiff / appearing relaxed but his steps and movements are controlled if you look closely HABITS head tilting / swaying (or at least slightly moving with music if some is playing) / fidgeting / stuttering / gesturing / arm crossing / strokes chin / er, um, or other interjections / plays with hair or clothing / hands at hips / inconsistent eye contact / maintains eye contact / frequent pausing / sometimes stands close / sometimes stands at a distance COMPLEXITY (Fill in the circle’s as you wish) - VOCABULARY >> ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚫️ Eneas is eloquent and well-spoken; in many cases, he shows sophisticated, polished manners and his choice of vocabulary reflects it. Words are his strongest weapon aside from his magic, he uses them to charm and to captivate, to draw in and paint pictures. Furthermore, he loves to spontaneously recite poems or to quote from famous literature. He is a musician but also a storyteller and lives to entertain and to use words with utmost effect and accompanied by a dramatic flair. - EMOTION >> ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚫️⚪️ He rarely shows his true feelings, still his way of talking or telling little tales never lacks the needed emotion. His words often have a theatric element. - SENTENCE STRUCTURE >> ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚫️⚪ He can make it simple. But he rarely wants to. Speaking has the potential to become a form of art in itself after all. Usually, he still makes sure his sentences aren't too complicated or confusing, he wants his audience to follow him after all, but his structures sometimes serve to hide a second meaning or a well-placed little lie. In other cases, he just enjoys some theatrics, the drama of his own statements, or obscures in the name of storytelling. PROFANITY - FREQUENCY >> ⚫️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️ Almost never. And if so with a touch of irony to it. He doesn’t mind profanity used by others, not at all, but he himself refrains from all too rude expressions in most cases. Of course, when he plays certain roles, profanity might be part of it. - CREATIVITY (in regards to profanity insults) >> ⚪️⚫️⚪️⚪️⚪️ In the rare cases he uses profanity, he may pick something unexpected and creative, yes. But usually, he much prefers to insult in more subtle ways coming with a sharper sting. BOLD THAT APPLY

arse / ass / asshole / bastard / bitch / bloody / bugger / bollocks / chicken shit / crap / cunt / dick / frick / fuck / horseshit / motherfucker / piss / prick / pussy / screw / shit / shitass / son of a bitch / twat / wanker / damn / hell THIS OR THAT

straightforwardor cryptic / finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind / masculinity, neutrality, or and femininity / formalities or with abrasiveness / praise or and equivocation / frankness or flattery / excessive or minimal hand gestures / name-calling or magnanimity / friendly charming or blunt IMPORTANT QUESTIONS - DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME HEARING OR UNDERSTANDING YOUR CHARACTER? almost always / frequently / rarely / never - DOES YOUR CHARACTER’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK? almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never - WOULD YOUR CHARACTER INITIATE CONVERSATIONS? almost always / frequently / sometimes/ rarely / never - WOULD YOUR CHARACTER BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS? almost always / frequently/ sometimes / rarely / never - WOULD YOUR CHARACTER USE ‘WHOM’ IN A SENTENCE? yes / no / only ironically - YOUR CHARACTER WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE? but / though / although / however / perhaps/ maybe - HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER END CONVERSATIONS?  Confidently but very politely, with a small explanation that he has to go and why (might be a lie or the truth). - WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR CHARACTER BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK? upper / middle / lower (depending on the role he plays) - IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR CHARACTER SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS? accent  / vocabulary / tone / level / politeness / brusqueness / it doesn’t Anything that wasn’t touched on? Eneas is an excellent and smooth liar and frequently picks his words to manipulate and deceive. Aside from all of this, he sings very well, his voice claim is Steve Barton.

[imjustabeanie]

Hey there! It’s Morgan (@whiskersz) here for the matchup trade! First of all, I’m very happy that you came to me for a trade, I didn’t even know these were a thing before seeing your work!

Some basic info – I’m 20, use he/they pronouns, I’m Bisexual and Nonbinary and I have no preference for the gender of who I’m gonna be matched with :) I'm also Italian!!

So, I guess I should start by saying that I’m quite the introvert. I find it very difficult to start a conversation with people I don’t know and even when we’re already acquainted it takes me a while to open up fully. I’ve been called scary before, which happened also because I naturally look a bit annoyed all the time and apparently I don’t laugh at many things.

Once I open up though, I’m very silly! Literally the definition of ‘just a guy’; I like cats, drawing, painting, watching series and playing videogames and shipping myself and my OCs with my favorite characters, and writing about cute scenarios; I also love shopping and ‘dressing to impress’, I never leave the house with a random outfit, I dress in hopes that somebody in the streets will look at me and think that my style is awesome. So, I would say I kind of like attention in a way. Speaking of my style I always dress like I’m straight from the past, I own stuff that used to belong to people who bought it in the 80s, but even earlier! I also really love anything vintage and I’m somewhat of a maximalist, my desk is a mess of trinkets, action figures and jewellery.

As for what I dislike, I really hate gory scenarios, I can’t stand seeing that kind of thing at all and I actually pass out a lot from just hearing the description of such things. I also generally dislike annoying noises such as loud chewing, and people who don’t respect my boundaries. If somebody is like that, I’m not afraid of telling them that they’re getting on my nerves, though if we’re close I’ll be way kinder to them as I tolerate stuff from my loved ones way easier.

It’s maybe unexpected, but in a relationship I’m very loving and caring and I will worry about anything and everything, I’m also very empathetic so if my partner is feeling down I’ll unfortunately feel down as well, but I’m very willing to ignore my feelings since I’m just basically mirroring what they feel as I would rather be supportive and positive in times of need. My love languages are a mess, I basically express my love through words, actions, gifts and expressing that I want to spend time with each other all together; the last one is a bit more special maybe since I rarely feel up to doing things with people in general.

I don’t want to make this too long, so here’s my deal breakers and then we’re done! I’m not a fan of clinginess, I care about my loved ones a lot but I need a lot of space to practice my hobbies and to do my thing in general. I also dislike people who get angry easily, I’m a very chill person so I’d rather be surrounded by equally chill people. For the rest, just be loyal and honest and then we’re chill!

Hope this is all good! Take your time with this and happy writing :3

I nearly answered the wrong ask lmao. So sorry for the wait I hope you like it!

Your hazbin Hotel match is.....Vox!

For husker:

Don’t judge or blame me….your match is…Vox! I was surprised too since I initially hesitated between Husk and Vaggie….and somehow ended up with Vox.

Vox is a passionate man (demon?) to say the least. You did say that it’s difficult for you to start conversations in general so he’ll be the one starting them (and he likes it). What’s annoying with Vox is that it takes a little something special (his own interest) for him to start considering the person if you know what I mean. That’s why my scenario here is that you were a friend of someone in the Hotel (it can be anyone). Vox is interested in the hotel so he socialized with you to get inside infos. When he realized he actually started enjoying your company he acted like a schoolgirl and completely isolated himself because well it’s the first time! After the V’s saw him in that miserable state of mind they finally decided to confront him. It was effective cuz he confessed a week later.

Vox, as the other V’s, sometimes doesn’t respect boundaries (but not as much as the other two) by wrapping his arm around your shoulder or waist without asking first. But once you put him in his place he’ll accept it and then apologize by treating you to a nice date (plus a bouquet of flowers ofc). Something that’s nice is that he does take criticism (unless it’s from Alastor) but he’s too prideful to apologize properly by words. Instead he’ll take a step back and think about his actions so he won’t repeat the same mistakes.

He loves how good you dress up. He also dress to impress and likes someone that’s like him. He commissions new outfits for you almost weekly and always goes all out (velvet helps with the choices and coordination)! You’re the couple that everyone wants to dress up like if it helps. He relishes in the envious looks people give you both, it’s obvious from the big grin on his face (if you let him, he’ll kiss you and basically give the middle finger to everyone watching). Getting matching jewels is a must. I also see him as a watch type of guy so if you get him one he will wear it all the time. When in public, he speaks first and always starts the conversation so you don’t get awkward. If he feels you getting shy he’ll take over.

Vox is basically vintage himself. I can completely see him collecting stuff from all time periods (beside radios) His house is basically an organized hoarder house. Which means he has strings to bring you some very good and rare stuff. Each month he makes it his personal quest to bring you a box of a few rare items. He also brings with him vinyl for you two. After a long day he enjoys listening to music over a nice diner with you. Then he takes your hand and dances around the kitchen/living room. When he comes back home to you, he gets softer/more honest. He tells you about his ups and downs. He takes your opinion very seriously too.

I believe he is too date with all new series/movies (to be expected since he’s in the entertainment industry). That’s why you can always count on him for good recommendations. But if you introduced him to human world series/movies he’d welcome it! This means that you two always write a recommendation list to the other and it makes up for many common topics!

He sucks at video games. He’s too impatient and loves the fast types of games. He does try to have a healthy competition I promise but he gets all sulky when he loses lol. He’d like to get into more time consuming games but he doesn’t have much time (he did get the idea that it’d be good to get into the game industry to bring/brainwash more demons….). He gets jealous easily and it’s not uncommon to find him criticizing every character you matched yourself with. Oh boy I can’t imagine if it’s an actor….poor actor getting glared at will be so confused.

He enjoys your drawings! He gifts you with the supplies since he knows you like drawing as a mean to encourage you. If you actually started a career he’d back you up. If Vox finances animated series he’d give you a shot of actually present your characters to the artist for inspiration. He’s genuinely proud of you for that. He does criticize to help you out of course and if he doesn’t like it he’ll tell you why. Now for cats…I love cats but I don’t see him as an animal person. He won’t stop you from getting a cat but will get jealous if the kitty gets too much attention. Ironically cats love him….He likes that you support him all the time despite his obvious evil ways. We can say that love is keeping you two together.

Now for some bad parts….It happens that Vox gets all worked up (when a certain someone is involved). It’s very rare that he blows up on you due to stress but it happened once or twice (the reason you’re nearby is that he usually hugs you to calm down). He was fully apologetic afterward and even expected you to break up with him for it. Also he has an unhealthy rivalry with Alastor so yeah….

Tada!

[loosesodamarble]

Hiya Erika! i love this ask game so much, and these will all be for Kai’ichi since…Kaizio is rotating in my head like a frozen burito in a microwave 🤣! Also I apologize that its a lot so just take your time with it 🥰!

Eros 1, Philia 2, Storge 3, Ludus 5, and Pragma 2

I wanted to ask a couple of more but I didn’t want to overwhelm you so I’ll ask next time 👀😌!

The answers to your many questions are finally here, Lyra! Thanks for waiting for them~!

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Eros 1: Is your OC romantic in the traditional sense? Do they enjoy giving or receiving gifts of flowers or confectionary? Or are there other courtship traditions from their culture of origin that are important to them?

Unfortunately for Kai'ichi, he isn't much for traditionally romantic gestures. They're boring because they're the standard. If his partner wants flowers or chocolates, he would do his best to give them. And he'd go above and beyond giving the "best" versions of those gifts. But Kai'ichi would find little satisfaction in such things.

He'd much rather give his romantic partner experiences to treasure. There could be physical mementos of the activities and adventures they've gone on, but rarely does Kai'ichi think to actively give some kind of souvenir. It's being with the one he loves that he finds more romantic.

Philia 2: Does your OC find it easy to make friends? Or are there barriers to them doing so? If so then are these due to issues of inclination, communication, or something else entirely?

Kai'ichi can actually make friends pretty well, despite being a bit on the socially inept side. His enthusiasm is what draws people in. He can be a little pushy but most will agree that he's pretty encouraging. And having a friend who always encourages and supports you is what Kai'ichi is there for.

His more aggressive tendencies - fight first, ask questions later attitude - will scare away the faint of heart though. Not that Kai'ichi minds. He'd rather not befriend people that he'd have to hold back around.

Storge 3: How far does parental approval (imagined or expressed) impact upon their current sense of self-worth? What might they sacrifice or attempt to achieve in order to ensure the approval of their parents?

Ichika is a hard to please person in general, but I think she'd be a little lenient on her future children. Saying that, Ichika still holds some standards as she wants her sons to be upstanding individuals.

In general, Kai has high self-esteem. He's a natural talent, which not only gives him a good dose of confidence but compels him to work hard to keep up the reputation he has. However, Kai would take it pretty hard if he disappointed Ichika. Because he believes her to be the most amazing person in the world, he does his best to adhere to her example and advice. Being unable to do that would hit him hard and make him pause to question himself as her son.

If Kai'ichi was really truly desperate to gain Ichika's approval if he felt like he needed to, he'd actually try to restrain himself. He's over the top and less in control of his impulses than his mother and that would be one of the things she criticizes him for. Thus, Kai'ichi's fire would be smothered as he tries to be more reserved like Ichika. It would be sad to see since he's the liveliest person in the Yami household and their lives become duller without his chaos.

Ludus 5: What seduction techniques are most likely to be effective when it comes to your OC? Are there some things guaranteed to get them going? Or are they immune to such things?

Assertiveness. That shit will always make Kai weak at the knees when it comes to romance. When he's in the right headspace, he's very forward himself so it's a matter of matching energy.

Approach him from across a ballroom with a smile. Be the one to ask him for a dance. Just straight up compliment him while he's trying to decide what to say. As long as a prospective partner can essentially get a head start on putting the moves on Kai'ichi, then he's going to be giving them his attention.

Oh, also the lamest, cringiest pick up lines. He's sick and tired of the roundabout and flowery romance language he hears from Shigehiro's literature so "lowbrow" romantic flirtations will make him smile.

Pragma 2: What is the biggest challenge that your OC has had to overcome in a long-term relationship or friendship? What helped them get through this?

When it comes to all of his relationships (platonic or romantic), the biggest hurdle Kai'ichi faces is his inability to slow down. He's always trying to challenge himself and find interesting things to do. So friendships have ended due to the other parties being unable to take Kai's constant energy or talk him into relaxing. Because I think Kai'ichi could learn to appreciate quieter moments, but it's going to take someone strong mentally (and maybe physically) to get Kai to sit his butt down.

For his relationships specific to characters in Clover Kingdom, the distance between Clover and Hino is a huge challenge. I believe the two countries would be able to establish contact after the final arc, but it's not like Kai'ichi can drop by whenever he feels like it. It'd either take a long journey or powerful magic to get him there in a shorter time span. Kai'ichi would do his best to believe that his connections in Clover wouldn't forget him but he would have a little anxiety about missing out on things in their lives. I'm not sure what sort of solution there'd be for this issue except finding really loyal people to call his friends in Clover.

And when Kai'ichi develops feelings for Ezio, oh man will he be conflicted. Because it was always Kai's dream to become a member of the Ryuzen Seven like his mother. But he wants to live in Clover with Ezio. His childhood dream or his new dream? Which is he going to choose?

[gatheredfates]

What is your favourite thing about your OC or OCs? Is there something about them of which you are particularly proud?

Little OC Creation Ask List | accepting! | @cadrenebula

Gosh this is so HARD because I could talk about my ocs for hours. I'll try to condense it and like... write one thing I like about each. (And put it under a read-more because WHOO it got long - kudos to people who read to the end)

ASHE - Ashe is my mental health cleanse. I love how unabashedly herself she is, flaws and all; even when doing so goes against the grain of expectation. I love how unwaveringly loyal and empathetic she is. She is emotionally intelligent, and strives to make sure the people around her know that they are appreciated and loved. She has very simple whims/desires, but you don't always need a super complicated character. She has her job, her husband and her friends; she's happy where she is in her life. She's a joy to play because I just have fun with her.

AZUMA - I love Azuma's perseverance despite her disabilities. It's incredibly important to me to feel like I am carving a story out for her in which she has agency despite not being able bodied, and that any choices she makes regarding her disability are not done to 'cure' her. It's like Geordi from Star Trek. Yes, he has a visor that lets him see. Yes, in a futuristic (or, in Azuma's, case magical) world, you could very well write a place where disability could be cured, but that implies that the person with the disability needed to be cured to begin with. While she has trouble walking and has aids to assist her, she is still a full person with wants, needs, desires, etc., and she will seek and uncover those in her own story.

KORET - Ah, my baby. I'm proud of how far she's come. She was a WoW OC made for a singular trope (wolf and lamb) and now she's morphed into her own creature. I love how she's continually discovering things about herself. I'm proud of her for her flaws, and how they can win, but that doesn't stop her from recognising them and trying again. I love how she cares for people - for better or worse, sometimes - and how everything she does comes from a good place, even if it's expressed poorly. It's her strength I admire the most and what I try to draw from in my own trials.

SARRAI - Sarrai is a diva, which makes her so fun to play. Much like Ashe, she is unabashedly herself and doesn't give a fuck about what people thing. Her extroverted nature means I'm rarely just sitting around. She'll be flirting with the bartender, asking someone in the fight pit if she can have their teeth, or pulling another girl onto the dance floor if they look lonely. She's out to have a good time and make friends, which in turn gives me an opportunity to make friends and try to include other roleplayers who may be too shy to engage on their own.

ELANDERVIER - El is basically my gothic fantasy. A powerful, mysterious woman who answers to no one but herself (maybe Rex at this point, begrudgingly) and damn anyone who gets in her way. I enjoy playing a woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to get it. She is the embodiment of 'ask for forgiveness, never permission' and brings to the table someone who could just as easily be an antagonist as they could an antihero.

Z - Z is a menace. He's just a fun concept to play in, this character who lives entirely for himself and what he wants. I am proud of the Thirteenth verse I've cultivated for him and Ary. Though it's not canon, it's tragic and angst riddled, and allows me to reclaim two characters who were left broken after their individual stories fell apart. If I'm not writing them for other people, I'm absolutely going to write them for me.

ARYELE - Ary is my oldest character; I have had her since I was ten. Because of that, she's gone through many iterations while always keeping the same kind-hearted core. I love her convictions and I love her quiet strength; I love that she chooses love again and again, even if it's not always the logical choice. She's not afraid to speak her mind and go against people who are more 'powerful' than her, because she ultimately knows herself. She's a familiar comfort to me after all these years.

ALAICE - Alaice was my foray into making a character with a child, which I know can be polarising for some people. However, it's that motherly aspect of her I have come to love the most. Much like Ary, she is a quiet force. She's had to come to know herself through trauma and doesn't let it define her - choosing kindness instead of brutality. She loves her family, does right by her friends and tries constantly to be the best version of herself.

EVELYN - Eve is a mix of Kor and Ashe - she's light-hearted and free spirited, making her fun and easy to play, whilst having just a little bit beneath the surface that keeps her compelling. I'm proud of how far she's come. She left a terrible relationship, traded her wordly possessions for a broken-down ship, and over the years has built it up into something she is proud of - fuck what anyone else things. She can be a bit manipulative at times, which is funny to write, and also very dramatic. She's just fun!

SEELU - I am very proud of the things I'm building for Seelu, but I can't talk much about them yet! My favourite thing is how eerie she is. I have created her to be a character that looks beautiful but also a little... wrong, somehow. She's not evil, but neither is she 'good'; she lives for herself, communes with the wood and indulges in whatever she wants.

ROWAN - Rowan is new, so I'm still finding her voice! I love her spunk. She's a go-getter, despite being completely unfamiliar with wider Eorzea, and takes it on the chin if she gets something wrong. She loves her brother more than anything else. I'd love to have a sibling like her.

[neurodivenport]

i'm gonna talk about the oc in this post because i love her dearly.. one of the ocs i've had the longest & has been through so many changes lmao. originally an x-men oc but once i got out of that phase i still loved her & wanted to adapt her to a different media. she’s currently pretty multi-verse and i basically just insert her into like… every superhero related fanbase i get fixated on

tw for shitty parental relationships & talks of trauma!!

her name is august riley. she’s had sooo many fcs over time but her current one is ruby campbell!! she might be the permanent one since i’ve been stuck on her for like a year and a half lmao

she’s a heroine with empathetic & telepathic abilities.

she was born into a family that had little to no experience with superpowered people, so they never realized she was one until later in her life. since her powers weren’t necessarily flashy, she didn’t realize it herself and figured the constant influx of other people’s emotions and thoughts was just kind of normal.

this snippet i posted a while ago was actually from her character study i did:

over time, when she expressed how she could really feel how others felt, really get into their heads, and nobody else had the same experience- she realized she might be different. a teacher at her elementary school was the only one to really take her aside and talk to her about it. she never had a good relationship with her parents, so she begged her not to tell them, but she did anyway.

since she grew up in a very small town, they all immediately saw her as something dangerous. august was taken in for various scientific valuations, many that left her scarred physically and emotionally afterwards. once they decided this literal child wasn’t a threat, she was sent back to continue her education.

(i feel like i should put… a trigger warning here, but idk what kind i would put?)

after that, she had to move towns and schools, traveling far away from her cultivated life & friends. her parents never really saw her the same, abandoning her emotionally. think matilda type parenting.

somewhere in her highschool years she experienced some sexual trauma but i’m not gonna fully get into that xoxo

since everyone thinks so differently- tried to get a hold on other people’s thoughts and emotions by drawing out everything she saw in a quest to decipher them. it sometimes worked, but more often than not it didn’t. her notebooks became filled with other people’s thoughts.

once she was old enough to move out, she left town, moving to a bigger city, hoping that she would be understood better and not regarded as a freak.

since she was still haunted by the memory of her bully, and her parents, she kept a solitary life, rarely connecting with friends and only keeping few by her side for fear they’d end up like he did. she kept making art, becoming a painter with a fairly big online following.

how i think she fits into the ef universe, she lives in an apartment underneath the force’s. after they move in, she keeps seeing the same dreams over and over, and never her own.

after some investigating she realized her dreams are other peoples. olivers dreams about her mother, skylar’s about her home planet, and chase and bree’s trauma nightmares.

when she starts seeing them around the building, she starts recognizing them from her dreams and becomes interested in why its them that keeps showing up.

stuff happens from there that i’m still working out ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

here’s some fun factz about her!!

she doesn’t really have a sexuality label, she takes people just as they come.

she has ptsd + ocd, most of her rituals surrounding numbers and symmetry

despite the fact that she tries to stay solitary, she feels super deeply, and gets very emotionally attached pretty fast. she’s also a hopeless romantic from the books she grew up reading, but is always too scared to actually find romance herself.

is a pretty big insomniac, because she feels insanely guilty about accidentally spying on other people’s dreams constantly

undiagnosed autistic. tbh all of my ocs are on the spectrum LMAO

she also feels very guilty and is nervous about accidentally reading people’s minds without their consent, so she usually keeps headphones in with music playing to try and drown it out

she’s spent so much time with herself that she now has full control over her abilities, but that control tends to waver depending on her own emotions

can probably recite literally any book word for word. huge bookworm. absolute nerd.

dissociates a lot

she loves great danes. adores em. 99% of her camera roll are great dane memes

she needs glasses (near sighted) but literally always forgets them

is amazing at cooking. she always had to cook for herself as a kid, might as well get fancy with it

loves cooking shows too, but gets uncomfortably angry over them sometimes

powers list!!

telepathy

thought manipulation

dream seeking

psychometry

empathy

dowsing

[sillyroundkatie]

Who the hell is this evil walking toaster? (OC info under the cut!)

Clayton 023 | She/Her | Butch Lesbian | Cyborg | ~??? | 187 cm / 6'2" | Australian  Clayton is a genius scientist but she has decided to use that genius for turning herself into an invincible Terminator-esque robot in an attempt to cheat an eventual and ever encroaching death. Metal endoskeleton? Sure. Retractable arm-blades? Hell yeah. Automatic targeting system? Absolutely. A mohawk magnetically enhanced so that it never falls out of place? Uh,,... i guess? Clayton is extremely direct, ruthless, and intolerant of distraction (she is an asshole). But she's also someone you'd rather have on your side than against you, and she'll tolerate you if your values align with hers (i.e. being a loyal lab rat to research things she needs but lie outside her speciality). She'll do anything to cheat death, and so far she's winning. Her lab has recently found itself under constant assault by Coy and her band of mercenaries, which is annoying at best, but starting to get under Clayton's skin. Common activities/hobbies: Clayton is often busy performing her experiments, and often refuses to leave work at the end of the day. "Hobbies" isn't something she really understands. But she has a hyper-fixation on spiders, especially Huntmans, and will stop what she's doing to watch one. Unfortunately she hasn't seen many big ones since leaving Australia.  Setting: Lives in modern day Canada working at a very high tech and secretive laboratory. Clothing style: She is butch, but her fashion sense has gotten a bit demented in her age. Her clothing choices are deliberately ridiculous in order to warn people away from her, because she wants to be left alone. Her favourites are panels of spikes and studs. Beneath her labcoat, she's usually wearing a black turtleneck and black pants. You can draw them with:

Sera (colleague) - Clayton noticed a certain Dr Sera Mayfair was making great strides in chemical battery technology. Knowing she would eventually require some sort of infinite battery, Clayton poached Sera into the lab group to ensure nobody else made them first. As much as she begrudgingly respects her academically, Clayton hates Sera, finding her cuteness very unappealing. They're often found arguing, however Clayton will ensure no harm comes to Sera because of the batteries, which Sera mocks her for. 

Armance (colleague, partner) - Clayton's ever-loyal sidekick, Armance was recruited to make sure Clayton's flesh would mend well to her robotic parts (she also grows an infinite supply of more, should things go wrong.) Armance is youthful, over-eager, very enthusiastic, which Clayton tolerates as best she can. The two are an unlikely pair, but one that works well. It doesn't hurt that Armance is so tall and handsome, with floppy black hair.

Kay (partner?) - Clayton is drawn to Kay like a cation to a cathode, or a bear to a hiker's stash of food. As grumpy as Clayton is about it, and unwilling to acknowledge it, she is constantly finding ways to spend time around Kay, even if to an observer it looks like she's having the worst time of her life. It must be because she is so tall and handsome, with floppy black hair.

Additional stuff to keep in mind: Clayton is very skinny, almost skeletal beneath her clothes (she doesn't like eating, and mostly forgets to/puts it off).  She very rarely smiles, and if she does it's because she's doing some enjoyable evil science. Her normal expressions are: >:( , >:/ and >:| You can draw her arm blades curved or straight, sci-fi magic explains away how she could have curved ones She no longer has a human (bone) skeleton, it's all metal, think this. Some random trivia:

She inherited her Dad's gun and learnt to be an excellent shot. But now she's running a VATS like system in her head, so she'd never miss a shot anyway.

She has a hyper-fixation with spiders, her favourite is the Huntsman spider, she will stop what she is doing to go stare at a spider.

Despite her skeletal frame, Clayton is extremely heavy due to her metal skeleton, and thus cannot swim (she sinks to the bottom) or take a normal elevator (has to take the service elevator)

Ever since her youth every time she goes to sleep, she experiences vivid nightmares of screeching metal intertwined with broiling flesh. She's used to them now and they no longer phase her!

Clayton isn't her birth name, and 023 is (obviously) not her real surname. Further information and images of her main AU version can be found at her Toyhouse page at the link below!: Clayton's ToyHouse!

[severednerveendings]

Finally put together a (admittedly not very good) ref sheet for my oc Kimiko.

Some of the information on here only applies to my Creepypasta Au version of Kimiko. I'll have to make a general character sheet for her at some point.

Middle picture besides the full body one depicts the rare instance of Kim getting angry.

Bottom right picture is Kimiko with her daughter Rin.

Very long info dump about her below the cut here, including her personality:

(Content Warning for mentions of Self-Harm, Body Image issues.)

The first thing that can be noticed about Kimiko is that she's quiet and detached. Though this only applies when she's around people, as she was isolated most of her life by her father due to her condition and never properly learned how to socialize with people. There was a short period in her late teenage years when she attempted to connect with the outside world, but it ended horribly and the experience traumatized her. After that, she decided it was best to isolate herself away from humanity and the world in general.

Despite her seemingly nonconfrontational nature, she has zero tolerance for anyone showing her disrespect. While her father Noboru made many mistakes with raising Kimiko, some of which she doesn't realize or outright denies, he never tried to go out of his way to make her feel like terrible about herself. If anything, he might've overdone it since, in some circumstances, Kimiko will go out of her way to look like the smartest person in the room. While Kim is intelligent, even she isn't immune to messing up due to overconfidence in whatever plans she's made.

Kimiko actually does like to dote and care for people, though this is a part of her personality that's only been shown for her daughter in recent years. If she were to end up befriending anyone, she'd end up being the mom friend.

Kim does suffer from body image issues, stemming from the fact that she constantly has to force her body to even stay in a humanoid shape most of the time. In order to even sleep, Kim has to chain herself down to her bed frame. Otherwise, her body will go out and assimilate/eat people against her will. In general, Kimiko becoming unconscious means her body has the opportunity to go do whatever it wants. She also goes out of her way to avoid reflective surfaces and hasn't ever seen her own face due to an unnatural shadow that's been covering it for as long as she can remember.

- Kimiko can't swim. In general, being in a body of water feels extremely uncomfortable to her, hence why she's never bothered to learn. In general, Kimiko tends to stay away from large bodies of water.

As far as Kimiko's interests go, she enjoys mostly creative hobbies. She got into doll making to fill the void she felt from the isolation ever since she was a child. Though even at a young age she enjoyed sewing together outfits for the dolls her father would give her. She also enjoys drawing and painting, as it gives her a way to express herself and reinforce her arguably weak sense of identity that she hardly feels she has due to her issues with her body.

Since Kim feels so little control in her life, she feels the need to be hyper-rational about everything. She'll deny the existence of the supernatural despite being in that category herself. She also doesn't believe in any higher power.

Kimiko's general style is very feminine and cutesy, and her favorite colors are pink and purple.

Extra:

- Kimiko was born with human organs in her body, though most of them are redudant due to how her body works. Kimiko is particularly protective of her brain, seeing as it's the only thing that makes her, well, her. It's possible that if she were to be rendered brain dead, her body would have full control.

- Animals (barring those that are supernatural in nature.) don't like Kimiko very much. They will either attack or flee from her. Normal humans in general are just kinda creeped out by her, though there are exceptions.

- Kimiko's body occasionally talks to her. Kimiko refers to the entity that speaks to her as "Her".

- She's very much inspired by The Thing, and also partially by the Outer God Shub-Niggurath as far as her abilities go.

- Kimiko did have a boyfriend at one point. The relationship didn't end well for either Kim or her boyfriend, but it did lead to Rin being born.

- Kimiko has self-harm scars caused by her sliding heated metal across her wrists and thighs. She's only ever done with it heated metal because her regeneration doesn't work on burns. She has a few larger scars as well that were caused by the Rake after the creature invaded the shack Kimiko and her father lived in when she was 13, which nearly killed her. It's unknown why the scars caused by the Rake haven't healed properly.

- She currently resides in a ramshackle cabin somewhere deep in Appalachia with her daughter Rin. Kim's father disappeared when she was around 13 after going out to find the monster that nearly killed Kimiko.

I think that's all the info I want to give out, I just wanted a basic info sheet to put on here. I haven't yet written her creepypasta due to low motivation, but I have a general idea of how it's supposed to go.

[green-planets]

Hello, I wanna know your stex hcs 👀

Whether it's canon or ocs, or something completely insane, I wanna hear it!

Oof, I have so many saved in my notes app. Also I've adopted some hcs from other people, so if any seem familiar, that might be why. I'll just put down a few random ones in no particular order:

Poppa and Mama are siblings. Mama is Rusty's mother and Poppa is his uncle. Mama died when Rusty was little, so Poppa raised him

The Starlight Express sounds like Mama because in a way it's like she's coming back to tell her boy to believe in himself

Brandi is Belle's daughter. Poppa treats her like a daughter too, so Brandi and Rusty are basically cousins

Rusty knows all of the major constellations and takes Pearl out stargazing

Electra fluently speaks English, German, French, Italian, and a little bit of Japanese

My hc includes No Comeback, so Electra has a big superstar meltdown and storms off. He refuses to leave his home for weeks afterward. Dinah is the first one to initiate contact with Electra and his components by bringing them a pie as a peace offering. She is one of the first (besides the components) to break through his diva persona and they eventually become really close friends

All of the cabeese are cousins and because I like to make things extra confusing CB is OLC! Caboose, Red is the caboose the fandom generally knows as CB, and BV is just BV (for general purposes I will most likely refer to them by their fandom names)

All of the cabeese have also mastered sleight of hand

The electronents do Christmas greeting cards every year with matching pajamas

And for my ocs:

Angus has an ex that things ended VERY badly with. Maybe I'll draw him someday

Sometimes Dolly and Angus share one braincell

Dolly is rarely every seen not smiling, but when she does get angry everyone knows it's serious

Surge acts like Electra's bratty younger sibling and Electra's always like ??? Who even is this???

Krupp has had to intervene on occasions where Surge has maybe taken their shenanigans a little too far

I'm tossing around the idea that Surge is aro-ace (as if their color palette wasn't a clue)

Also, it is safe to assume that all of my ocs are bi unless stated otherwise (I am totally not projecting onto them 👀)

Okay this went on way longer than I planned and there are still so many characters I haven't covered. My ask box is always open if there are specific characters you want hcs on!

[adrianasunderworld]

Going off of this post, I thought of some oc ideas on girl!Mcs main female friend group. I have yet to draw them, so take some moodboards.

Edit: added Azs younger sister.

Lamia

One of the resident popular girls. She's pretty,she's rich, she's a bitch. But dear God if she isn't loyal. If you become her friend, she will fight tooth and nail for you everytime. She is so aggressively loving.

Her uncle owns The Fall. So she gets in and drinks for free, along with anyone she brings along. Mammon has tried to tag along with her and Mc inside when he hadn't paid his tab. She was not having it. 

Has one older brother who has a baby. Lamia loves her nephew, but babies make her nervous, much to her family's amusement. "Wait ,no stop! Don't leave me with him! What if I drop him!? Noooo, come back!"

Due to her frequenting her uncles club, many students at RAD only view her as a party girl. People are usually surprised when they learn she is the president of the science club and watches a lot of anime. Lamia has never tried to hide any of this. If they decide to focus on one part of her personality, that's their problem, not hers.

Is a firm believer in not having to prove anything. "I know how smart I am,and that's all that matters." A queen of confidence.

Mc has tried to get her and Levi to hangout, since they like a lot of the same series, but Levi is kind of scared of her, and Lamia enjoys being a menace to him.

A nail girl. Is never caught without a full acrylic manicure. Or The Claws as she likes to call them.

Dirty sense of humor. 

Baphomet

Is nicknamed Baphie.

A daughter of one of the Devildoms nobles. She's very sweet and kindhearted, but incredibly shy. People tend to mistake her silence for snobbery, as if she's ignoring anyone beneath her. The truth is she's just very anxious and overly polite.

It takes a bit to make her comfortable enough to talk to you. But once she opens up, you'll find she's like a dam waiting to burst. Poor girl just wants someone new to talk to. She'll ramble about everything she loves from baking to romance novels.

Loves baking. Has admired Barbatos skills since she was a child, and has asked him for his recipes. High tea at the demon lords castle has always  been one of her favorite events because of this.

Mc has introduced her to Luke so Baphomet could have a new baking buddy. Luke and her hit it off and they traded recipes.

Beel was very excited when Mc befriended her, because her sweets are one of his favorites at RADs annual bake sale. She also rarely visits to the house of Lamentation empty handed.

Is secretly a very excellent singer. Only her friends and family know how haunting her voice is. Despite how much they insist she should try out for something, Baphomet doesn't have any desire to perform. 

Can never be left alone when the group goes out. Somehow always attracts weirdos that won't leave her alone. Lamia has had to have so many people kicked out of the club.

Since she's so quiet, her main form of outward expression is through her clothes. She takes great pride in her appearance. Shopping is the main way her and her socialite mother love to bond.

Her parents were thrilled when she befriended Mc. Partly because she doesn't have many friends. Secondly because everyone knows Mc is close to Lucifer and Lord Diavolo. They're nobles after all, and those connections are exactly what they want for their daughter.

Azazel

She often goes by Az. 

Is a fallen angel. She was Lilliths friend and was on their side during the celestial war. 

The rebellious middle child of three sisters. Her younger sister and her were always close and came with her to the Devildom. Their oldest sister is still an angel. Even before the war, she and Az had a strained relationship, they haven't talked in centuries.

Is so used to looking after her younger sister, she defaults to being the mom friend in most situations. Is the reason the group is alive on wild nights out.

When she learned about Mcs lineage, she was so happy to know Lillith lived, but also incredibly angry at the brothers for how they talked about it. She knows all too well about being compared to a relative, so she never talks about Lillith to Mc since she doesn't want her to think that's why they're still friends. 

Has known Lucifer since they were in the celestial realm, so she isn't afraid to chew him out for things.

Had always loved music and dance. Usually tries out for musicals, and is on RADS dance team. Is often with Lamia at The Fall. 

Is that one friend that can never leave her hair alone. She'll decide on a Wednesday night, "hhmmm… I would look so good with blue hair and an undercut." No one is surprised when she comes to school looking crazy.

Is very protective by nature, and is often angry on the behalf of others. Especially when she knows they're upset but does not work to rock the boat. She'll happily rock it for you. Mc: it's fine… Az: No it's not fine, WHAT THE FU-

Is the absolute tallest of the trio and will wear wedges and platforms to make herself taller. You will fear her power.

Tannin

Azs younger sister. By the standards of demons and angels,she is still pretty young. About the equivalent of a 13 year old.

During the celestial war when Az fell, Tannin ran away from home to be with her. It was that or stay with their older sister, and Tannin decided being a demon would be a kinder fate.

A very hyper and active girl. Peppy would be the word. Is on RADS junior swim team, cheer squad, and soccer team. Along with whatever clubs her friends want her to join with them at time. Az often has days where she doesn't even see her all day until dinner.

Despite being a bit younger, Luke was placed in her grade for the exchange program. She was on the welcoming committee to show him around. Luke wasn't keen to be stuck with a demon most of the day, Tannin is very stubborn when she decides to be someone's friend. She enjoys the challenge of it all.

Stationery addict. She loves collecting fun notepads, sticky notes, glitter pens. Give it all to her.

The junior teams have often practiced with the older teams, and Tannin greatly admires Beel as an athlete. To which her friends always tease her. "Shut up, I don't like him like that!" Beel remains blissfully unaware that he is the subject of preteen drama.

Animal lover. She's made a habit of feeding strays in their neighborhood, despite Az telling her not to or else they'll never leave. They have so many cats and dogs now.

Loves mermaid themed stuff or iridescent accessories. If its shiny, has seashells, or pearls, Tannin will want it. Shopping with her was Azs worst nightmare when mermaids were on trend.

Like many kids, Tannin wants to act more grown up than she is and has tried to tag along with Az and her friends to The Fall. It never works. She was allowed to go to the Bunny Boy events though, but that's only because Luke could go. So Az made the rule that she could come to the event If she and Luke stuck together. Tannin dragged that poor boy everywhere.

[captainkurosolaire]

I challenge you to pick five Tumblrs in your social circle and tell them something you admire about their blog!

Only 5? I could probably do 500. However, that's determined by what's considered my social circle. I'm often in my head being incredibly social continuously is really a challenge of mine. I'm always actively marching to something, my flame of passion when I have it, I can do some crazy stuff but it diminishes relatively quickly, so I try to cling. But I'll up your thing and list 25 of my fave people. Ask me this same thing in a Month, I'll keep doing 25, until I do all the people. How about that? (If anyone wants to be taken off mention let me know.)

@eligos-venator

- Has one of the most intelligent and sophisticated minds, I've had the pleasure to know. Literally admire all his aesthetics, work, head-cannons, ideas. It's only a benefit that the dude shares some OC characteristics to my own (Winning features). I really enjoyed the short-thread we did. It was incomplete, mainly because of my faults. I want to actually be better to give him a proper delivery and RP worth his time, but he's incredibly worth the investment of eyes.

@mischiefandmystics

- If there was a Mount Rushmoore of writers who kept me in this endeavor, encouraged me. Sun'ra is one of them. His characterization skills, writing, the delivery and how believable his character is, they're masterful acts.

@mishivymendi

- I wouldn't be nearly tamed or as creatively freed if it wasn't for this gem. She broke my shell, I really didn't at a time ever see myself being anything really beyond a smut writer, but Mishi not only saw potential in me, but brought it out. Her stories and world's she brings to life are so majestically colorful.

@asymphonyofash

- My go-to. He's another pillar individual who saw things in me past just the obvious perception, (Probably second longest XIV RPer I know.) Taught me a lot of the lore, I shot him up and he's sort of become my stapled rock. He's right aside Sun'ra met them about the same, both took me under their wing's as I quietly observed and absorbed.

@lavender-hemlock

- We're always up and front with each other, never feeling like I couldn't say anything around, extremely rare to share that these days. Her gif's are legendary, something on my own terms I want to soar in quality. The writing she does is astounding. Character has so many mysterious pages that are quite addictive to want to explore and learn them. (Encore 20 below-cut)

@under-the-blood-moonlight - Her sweetness and artwork and overall is just a friendly presence to be around. I cherish them so much. One I can jive with more darker undertones with. She's one the most hardworking and ambitiously creative people. I'd mail them infinite hugs if could. Thanks for being you! @roxinova - I owe a lot of credit to her. She's constantly OOC and everything was nudging me too be more inclusive to things and involved heavenly. It's rare for me. I'm really horrible about that my autism sets me back socially, I constantly will be drowned by the next day and be reverted back to better off alone, that's my major crux and weakness. But her thoughtfulness, these things, aren't ever foreign to me, I do pay attention probably better than any would ever give me credit. She's a beacon model to have as a friend. @corpse-dancer - Haven't ran into many words with them, but her character, screenshot game, expressiveness, they're all a marvel to constantly see, alongside her attitude and bringing life character. I do think if I were better, we would click quite splendidly. They've recently reminded and motivated me to pick-up my daily-practice, or try too. Keep being a rockstar. @fair-fae - Few who wouldn't know who she is in this community. She's been in my opinion a huge core. I'm certain she's inspired many who weren't even RPers too try it by seeing her at the Quicksands or elsewhere, a tyme ago. Making no exception, I was even one of those. I used to be in QS every-single day and was often doing my shameless stuff. Though her presence first did show me there's a lot more. I admire her in all fields. Also appreciate her adopting me to the FC and her always thinking of others and giving events, or her aesthetics and portrayal, its the epitome of swan elegance. @thorcat - One of my most treasured friends. Been RPing with them for a longtime. There's never anything complicated between us or a rift of drama, it's just let's go and have fun. We really mesh well, I've welcomed nearly ever character and got the privilege to RP with nearly all them. They always open up envelope and help me, settle on back and just laugh. Whether used to be waking up to their characters humping my afk one or use randomly having a hardcore banter between Ufah and Captain and capturing them as a voidal pet. Memories with them isn't something I'd ever want to lose. I love ya! Never stop enjoying life for anything. @lukawarrioroflight - I get in the gutter find myself lacking motivation or writing, discouraged even... But I never have felt, I could ever do any wrong with this person, they bring the light out of me. So no matter what, how many hospital-beds I yearly visit, it's because of this rare nature, that I come back, even if they're the only one's ever to read my stuff. I would do it for them alone. @scholarlybreadbun - I've only been back recently and they've so much warmth. Their presence is the sun of inviting. The couple and posing all the shipping that stuff makes me even melt. I'm not particularly talented in regards to posing couples, but I took notice of them along time ago and set on quietly improving. Really like them for them, wouldn't ever want them to change that. Ideally look forward to be in their orbit longer so I can bask in them. @seascrapes - Been mutual with them for a while. Their aesthetics and character is all S+ level. I appreciate throwing back tagged prompts with them, one of many people I really think would be enjoyable to collab with any other seafarers. The artwork and pieces of Tal Brook, are breathtaking as ever exceptionally too, not to mention. Love your stuff matey, you're a king. @mai-takeda - Is a myth. Her absolutely sheer friendliness and her attitude, are so positive influencing, I was so thrilled to be welcomed with her and boosted by them early on. I couldn't see myself, wanting to exist where they didn't have happiness like the same she always delivers by just doing so many soft-things. Not to mention her writing... She's a whole world to throw yourself gazes

under. @zhauric - It doesn't go far either without the same breath of Mai, I could say about Zhauric. He's someone worthy to look-up and also recognize they're passionate and inviting, hoisting up literally everything. Could easily find any of their characters comrades with my own, or jiving alongside. Not to mention last XIVWrite, they slaughtered it. So enjoyable to read them all. I like how organized their blog is too, motivated me recently to redux my entire thing. @cadrenebula - They have so many diverse characters and their entire roster is vibrant and is imbued with a massive flux of life. They are able to encapsulate so many character's voices and portray them so effectively too, I really admire that greatly. They've made me think bigger and try myself recently at actually undertaking a huge roster of characters too. I've taken many breaks, but I always am so graciously returned often with them close-by and that's so incredibly sacred. I've seen a lot of people get discouraged or quit, leave, departure, etc. But they always seem to have a bigger house then they had last I took a break and I enjoy peaking in. @silvernsteel - Her artist and gif-work are awe-aspiring, there's little unrecognizable by her photo-sets and edits. They helped me even tip-toe into uncharted with giving me the recipes to try incorporating gifs into my arsenal. Plus so delightfully pleasant to actually talk with and just chill. I want nothing less in life, than the beauty they give, to be returned to them for eternity in all their glorious air. If ever needed anything of me, they've got me. @spotofmummery - We talk about passion or friendliness or overall a person to even remotely try to be, I got to include them. Their web-series and writing, screen-work, everything they do is fantastic. And that's furthered back nearly any I've met showcase or immortalize how just genuine of stellar person they are. I wish them always the energy to create and sparks. @snow-covered-moon - They've never been anything less but absolutely a diamond to know. I enjoy their character, their almost always abundant of energy that's very rub inducing. Their WoL character stories, writing, screen-shots, everyday they open up a new pandora box of joy, there's no mistaken love behind their character and that's infectiously easy to also enjoy something when the author does too. Always healthy to be around, I never feel short of vitality when they're close-by. @letheofthelost - Always cheerful or least encapsulates with me, they're a carnival ride. Just pure epic story-telling and engaging equally as passionate, constantly writing characters, not looking for anything outside of RP or anything really just being their selves, they fade all others. I love their presence, them as a person. Enjoy any character they'll ever come and throw under me, or a change of pace. Always feels easily understandable between one another. @crow-iv - Together we're an unfiltered, unstoppable wake of pure passionate writers and art. But I would say they're far ahead of me, in every regard. Already able to portray multiple characters in a scene and do such in-depth thinking, alongside even sketch or draw right afterwards or a scene. They're so talented, huge reason I set-out on giving them a Crew of cast and actual stories to-tell when I'm actually caught up and if they interested and we both have the room, I really think if further myself, I can be better and supply more for them to draw and I want to see them soar. I want to give them all my improvements and effectiveness. @trishelle - They've such a reinforcing personality and aura around them that easily bolsters anything that dares thinking they're about to be depleted so energizing. Aesthetics, characters, all them are so lively that further compliment their own mun's great welcoming presence. Worth hundreds of smiles and stars, keep high. Wish I had more time to dedicate to learning you! But I do notice and appreciate you. @fracturedfantasia - One of my people, I like to retreat and just talk my full

head-cannons with or learn, share insightful and inquisitive thoughts about philosophies and multi-culture things. Or plotting and in-general, they're a well of information and brimming ideas, they are every making of what makes a quality friend. When you can generally be open-about-all that's a real one right there. Their characters and tarot readings, I always would implore if they're offering. Thanks for giving me any-time. You're truly a treasure. @violet-warder - Never have even came to words with them yet unfortunately but didn't mean as a mutual, I haven't admired all their screenies, writing, or the aesthetics they bring of their character. Glamours is real end-game, I like all what you've done and put together. I care strictly about what represent and give, I don't want to see them ever think anyone want's them gone, they are abundantly so talented and possess things only they can deliver. I think recently came back too, and I'm glad to share, hopefully, overtime I can build you better up. Or eventually even talk, but I'm certain you are a busy-body person too, so we're relatable. @layla-grey - I have a lot of underline issues that set me back as a flawed person, but I've never not been anything but someone who's open, it's why I always do include my f-list in anything or etc. I'm not here to present this facade, and really don't care to be an image crafted by another. No one as of recently or now, am I close with as an RP partner or friend with then this stunning masterpiece. I never let-up on story-telling or anything so I can eventually use my Crew or other Characters, to give them anytime a master entertaining day, they push me to not be short-changed. IC and OOC I would devote my full attention too cause they've never shed from me. Didn't ever matter how much silence or anything, they're always around. And don't expect anything out of me or pressure. Just accept me and I equally share that sentiment, I want you to have everything in this world has to offer. ----- This is just a fraction of people, I've paid attention, noticed or know. I've been around in this Community for many years. There's a lot of things I could say about it, more probably then anyone else. But what matters to me, is recognizing the people who are here, that work hard, build others up, support, constantly are a beam. I don't need to interact with everyone, to know when someone is generally out for good. Or they're out for bad I've learned inquisitiveness longtime ago, I had to survive and remain afloat. I just go out and be me, and along the way, I get to find people like these, who help bring out the best me. I am nothing without these people, creators, writers, artist. I'm a terrible friend, horrible person, I don't have the energy to interact NEARLY with as much as I'd like with you all, If I could clone myself, or if things were different, I would drop it all to be in your orbits more if could. But, do know I appreciate you. And even if you ever do depart from this whole community or anything, know that anything you share, or give, that stuff does matter, somewhere, someone was aspired, if nothing else, by me. ONLY you can give the worlds you see and I am thankful. Do love yourself.

[official-weasley]

Meant to Be (Charlie Weasley x OC)

What happens when Bill brings home a girl and Charlie is completely awestruck by her?

WARNINGS: mentions of alcohol, curse words, angst

Chapter 9

Charlie

On the Saturday after the week Rhylee found out about the trial, I woke up early. I looked through my window and saw a cloudless sky. It was the perfect opportunity to hike up to my favorite spot and watch the sunrise. I have been so busy all week that I simply didn’t find the time to do it and I missed it so much.

I got dressed and made myself some coffee. I stretched and went outside. I took a long whiff of fresh air. It does wonders to the lungs. I loved that it was getting warmer. The Summer breeze was just around the corner. I started walking toward the hill.

I loved living here because it wasn’t as hot in the Summer as in most places. After all, we were surrounded by mountains but at the same time, we didn’t get that much rain and it was rarely windy because we were in the valley, hidden from the rest of the world.

Surrounded by nature, magic, and dragons. What a perfect life.

I felt so energized this morning. I don’t know why, but I was in a better mood than I was most days this past week. I slept well and I was excited to watch the sunrise. I wish Aami was still just a baby, I would love to bring him along.

I did it once. Nobody knows about it because Peter would probably kill me but since Aami can’t fly, I couldn’t resist. He walked around, his eyes on me as I explained why I liked to sit on a rock and stare at the sun. It was one of my fondest memories of him.

I came to the top and put my hands on my knees, panting. A week without hiking or going for a run and I was already out of shape.

Come on, Charlie!

I looked up, to see how the sun was progressing and wanted to take a step closer to the place where I usually sit when I stopped.

I stood frozen on the spot as if someone stupefied me. It was Rhylee. She was sitting on the same boulder, waiting for the sunrise as I usually was. Why was she here?

Wasn’t it enough that I was spending so much time with her already? I know I brought it on myself when I offered to help her with the case but I couldn’t say no to her. I couldn’t gaze into those beautiful eyes of hers and tell her that I won’t help her.

But I was not okay with this. She can’t take this away from me too. This was my happy place. The place where I came to empty my head and forget about my worries. The fact that I had feelings for her was one of my biggest concerns these days and her being here meant I can’t let go of that.

There is no way she saw me. If I turn around and sneak away she will never know I was here and I can go find a new spot from where to watch the sunrise from.

Yes, that’s what I’ll do! I turned around and started walking back down the hill.

“Charlie? Is that you?”

Fuck. How did she hear me?

I slowly turned back around, cursing my heart for not obeying me to just beat normally, and waved at her.

“Hi.”

Could I be more awkward? Charlie, you’re such a git!

“Is this the place you were describing when you told me you go sunrise watching?” She said gently. I can’t believe she remembered that I told her that. I just nodded. “Want to join me?”

Not really, Rhylee.

I would rather roll myself back down to the village than sit next to you and watch the bloody sunrise.

Did I do that?

No.

Her smile won. It always does.

I can’t resist her lips curving into a hopeful expression, indicating that she would love to spend time with me. I’m too weak and I didn’t care. I hated myself for it but I couldn’t help it. Most days it felt like an invisible string was drawing me toward her and I couldn’t get away.

I wanted to be around her all the time. I wanted to talk to her and make her laugh. I wanted to hug her and touch the soft skin of her cheeks. I wanted to kiss her forehead and hold her hand.

I wanted to be with her.

“Charlie?” I blinked at her when I heard her say my name. “Join me.”

She said, more determined this time, and patted the spot on the rock next to her. I moved as fast as my legs allowed me, which wasn’t very fast at all. They felt like jelly. I wanted to melt, that’s how beautiful she was.

I awkwardly sat down next to her, looking straight at the sunrise. I know she was scanning me with her eyes, waiting for me to look at her but I couldn’t. Every time I did, I started overthinking. She always looked at me differently than the rest of our friends.

I always felt as if she was trying to read me, to know what I was thinking. I constantly felt like she wanted to talk about everything else with me but our job or dragons but she always stopped herself as if she was afraid she would say something that she isn’t supposed to.

I know I was an idiot but I didn’t do anything about it. I felt the same way for Merlin’s sake! But I couldn’t talk to her. I can’t. She’s my co-worker and it’s been more than 2 years since we slept together.

It’s also been two years since I saw Bill.

Just thinking about it made me sick. I despised myself for the fact that I didn’t visit him. That I couldn’t talk to him. That I couldn’t tell him. I don’t even want to know what my family thinks or if he said anything to them about me.

I went home for Easter last year just because I knew he wouldn’t be there. How horrible does that make me? I think I reached rock bottom a long time ago and I was terrified that I wouldn’t be able to come back up.

I think about taking a few days off and visiting him every single day.

Every. Single. Day.

And yet I never bring myself to do it. After 2 years, what would I even say to him? He was the nicest and the most forgiving person I know but he wouldn’t forgive me and I wouldn’t blame him.

Why would he?

First, I sleep with the girl he likes, and then I disappear off the face of the Earth for 2 years. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs that’s how much it hurt. I basically tore my family apart.

My family. People who meant more than anything to me in this world.

“You’re quiet today.” Rhylee’s gentle voice and nudge to my shoulder brought me back to reality.

“Huh?” I turned to her. “Yeah. Sorry. A lot on my mind.” I smiled weakly, feeling the heat on my cheeks.

“Anything you want to share?” She asked, concerned.

“No.” I said quickly. Too quickly.

That wasn’t the word I wanted to use. I wanted to say yes. I wanted to tell her how I feel about her. I wanted her to know that I still feel guilty about what I did to Bill. I wanted to tell her that I wish we would’ve met under different circumstances. How much I wish I was the one who met her first. How beautiful she was and how she takes my breath away no matter what she wears or what she does. I wanted to tell her all of that and so much more but instead…

“I usually come here to clear my head, that’s all.” That’s what I said instead.

Because I’m an idiot.

Because of all the guilt that I can’t let go of.

Because I don’t deserve her.

Because I am absolutely and without a single doubt in love with her.

“You want me to leave?” She started to get up.

“No.” I grabbed her wrist to make her stay. “I’m just not used to anyone else being up here.” The first truth that came out of my mouth today.

“I can’t believe nobody is.” She shook her head in disbelief. “I felt like exploring this morning and I stumbled upon this place just as the sun started to rise. It took my breath away.”

Like you take mine?

“It’s just so calming. Makes you forget about all your troubles, you know.” She glanced at me but quickly looked away.

She took a deep breath and I could feel her moving a bit away from me.

“Thank you for putting so much of your time to help me, Charlie.” She said with a husky voice after I didn’t say anything back. “I wouldn’t be able to do it without you. You give me so much hope.”

Don’t say that, please.

“I…”

I turned my head to her.

There it was. That look in her eyes. The look that told me that she had so many things to say but no words to express herself. She had moments like this every now and then when we were alone. As if she remembered something and wanted to talk about it but couldn’t for some reason. As if something stopped her. As if she was afraid of what I might say back.

“I just wish life was easier, you know.” She sighed and leaned on my shoulder.

I tried hard not to react to her touch. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of our bodies touching. It was the most I will ever get the chance to experience.

I hummed in response. I didn’t know what she meant by that. I didn’t know what she was referring to. To be honest I don’t think I wanted to know. I wasn’t ready. I don’t think I’ll ever be.

“I asked around and there is a big library in the village over that mountain.” I pointed my finger to our left.

I could feel her head moving to see where I was pointing but she didn’t pull away from me. It felt as if she wanted to be even closer.

“I was thinking of going there on Monday during lunch. Perhaps find some books that could help our case. Your case.” I quickly corrected myself.

“Thank you for being such an amazing friend, Charlie.” I felt something shatter inside me when she called me her friend but at the same time, I felt relief.

I can finally stop questioning if there is something between us and stop overthinking all of her gestures and looks. I can relax around her and just be myself because I know she sees me as a friend. No more pressure. No more feeling guilty. Who knew I would love to be in the friendzone. Now that she said it, she can lean on my shoulder and hug me as much as she wants to.

I have been stifling my feelings for 2 years. I was used to it by now and this was my sign that I was doing the right thing. At least someone didn’t hate me.

“No problem and right back at you.”

Seriously, Charlie? This is the best you can come up with?

We sat in silence and admired the sunrise until we had to go to work. We walked down the hill in silence too. If I think about it, I don’t think we said a single word to each other the whole day.

I joined the boys in the tavern after work and she wasn’t there. I had this strange feeling that it had something to do with this morning but I have to stop thinking about it. I have to change some things about myself. I was too young to go through so much bullshit and I only got myself to blame for it. I have to stop beating my head over her. I have to stop bringing myself down. I have to stop feeling so guilty and own up to my mistakes.

I have to get my shit together and talk to Bill. I need my brother back. I need my best friend back. I have been so selfish, feeling sorry for myself that I didn’t even think how he must feel about all of this. Who goes from spending Christmas together to not seeing his brother for 2 years?

“Charlie, you alright, mate?” I turned my head to John, sitting next to me.

“Yeah. A bit tired.” I yawned. “Been busy with Rhylee’s trial case.” I lied.

The last time I talked about my feelings to them was that night when Rhylee started working here and if I have anything to do with it, it will never happen again.

“You two have been spending a lot of time together.” Theo winked at me, moving his glass from his right to his left hand.

“As I said, we have been working on the case together.” I acted unphased by his mockery.

“Come on, Charlie! We’re not blind.” Andrew joined in.

Great. I love when they corner me like this.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I sighed and gulped down my whiskey.

I didn’t drink enough to have a conversation of this sort and I will do anything to stop it.

“Right.” Peter rolled his eyes. “Let’s all pretend like Charlie does that nothing is going on between him and Rhylee.”

“You mean how they look at each other when they think the other person isn’t looking?” Evan smirked.

“Or the fact that they keep blushing every time they see each other?” Added John.

“Or how they just can’t stop their smiles from spreading across their faces when their eyes meet.” Theo made a kissy face.

“Are you done?” I poured myself another drink.

“Oh, we can go on all night, that’s how much is going on between you two.”

Peter, you might be my boss but I will strangle you. Next on the list was my heart which was now beating so fast that I started shaking.

“As I said…are you done?” I said without a single ounce of interest in my voice.

“Why do you keep denying it?” John cried.

“I didn’t say anything.” If they can mess with me I can mess with them back.

“You really like to torture yourself, don’t you?” Evan frowned at me.

“Mhm.” I said with a clenched jaw.

I was a rat’s hair away from standing up and leaving.

“Charlie, this is not some silly crush anymore. We know you have feelings for her.” Peter never sounded so serious before.

“We know you like her, Charlie. A lot.” John put a hand on my shoulder. “It’s all over your face, mate.”

“Like her.” I scoffed.

“You’re seriously going to deny it?” Andrew rolled his eyes. “You’re going to say you don’t like her?”

“Like her?” I raised my voice. “I don’t like her, Andrew! I…” Damn, they made me mad sometimes! Why do they have to be such noisy gits and why do I feel like talking about Rhylee to them? “I’m in love with her.” I said under my breath but I know they could hear me.

“Then what are you doing here sitting with us and not telling her that?” John said gently after a long pause.

I think they were shocked that I admitted it.

I looked up at them. They were patiently waiting for my response. They weren’t serious, were they?

“I can’t just knock on her door and tell her how I feel.” I shook my head and chugged down my whiskey.

“Yes, Charlie. You can!” They said together.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I poured myself another glass of whiskey. I drank it as fast as I could, their eyes following my every move.

“Fuck it.” I stood up and they started clapping.

I was already miserable and at this point had nothing to lose. Might as well try right?

I walked over to her hut as fast as I could before I would change my mind. I stopped on her front porch and I wanted to bang my head against the wall.

Can I do this?

Am I really doing this?

Am I actually that insane?

I knocked on the door and turned on my heel. I wanted to run. I can’t do this. My chest was rising and falling fast from my heavy breathing and my heart is going to jump out of it any second now. This was taking too long. She’s obviously not home. I’m leaving.

I put my hands in my pockets, ready to head home when…

“Charlie?”

[kim-miri]

HALF(have a little fun) pt. ix

→ one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight

→ Sayomi Zoldyck is the eldest child and twin sister to Illumi, of the renowned Zoldyck family of assassins. At the age of ten she’s taken away to Meteor City by her mother, Kikyo Zoldyck, unbeknownst to the rest of the family, as well as newborn Killua, and left to fend for herself. This is the story of the long-lost Zoldyck and those she becomes acquainted with, all while she just wants to have a little fun.

» part nine / ?

» pairing: eventually - chrollo x oc x feat. hisoka

» warnings: swearing, blood/violence, minor angst

» a/n: short chapter D:! edit: i’ve tried and tried but it just doesn’t flow right when i try to make this into an x reader:// HALF will be an oc fic and i’ve decided to cut the backstory here;( thanks for the love and support!

» word count: 2,494

☾ix. pt. ix: youth

3 months later

Loud, bass-bumping music and too many flashing lights fueled the exhilaration and excitement of one of the biggest night clubs in Yorknew City.

Sayomi had defeated her second opponent on the 200th floor with the help of Hisoka’s training earlier today, making this little outing a sad excuse for a celebration.

In reality, Hisoka just wanted to see whether Sayomi could dance or not.

He had insisted they go out and experience the nightlife the city had to offer, and with Sayomi still upbeat from her match, they found themselves sneaking into Octagon- a hip club located in the heart of Yorknew City.

Though technically Hisoka was 21 and therefore could have gone about this in an easier way, he insisted they sneak in ‘just for the fun of it’. The truth was that he’d been kicked out of the club previously after using his ‘magic tricks’ to make people’s arms disappear, but it made his intrusion all the more fun.

As Hisoka watched the floor from his spot at the bar with a drink held loosely in one hand, Sayomi was currently lost in a crowd of passionate clubbers, her violet eyes gleaming with the thrill of the environment.

The black and silver dress she wore highlighted her figure as well as electrifying eyes and hair, the metallic material dazzling under the club lights as she lost herself in the music and people.

She was letting herself go for the night like she often did on her chaotic trips to the city with Hisoka. Free from repressive parents or a fight for her life, Sayomi was at peace with her new life, expressing herself however she wanted to.

Draining the rest of his Cosmopolitan, Hisoka’s eyes shifted to the young assassin, his face remaining expressionless as he watched her draw a crowd with her alluring glow. 

He’d been staring so intensely he didn’t even notice a man take the seat next to him. The sound of the man’s voice established his presence, yet Hisoka’s line of sight ceased to drift from the girl with the bright silver hair.

“A stunner isn’t she?”

Hisoka blinked slowly, hardly registering the man’s words. A stunner indeed, but what more? “A pretty face doesn’t mean a pretty soul.”

The man laughed, setting his drink down on the bar to face Hisoka. “I take it she isn’t yours then? That’s a relief.”

Hisoka rested his chin in the palm of one of his finely manicured hands, his other tapping on the smooth surface of the bar impatiently. He couldn’t seem to figure out why his bloodlust was seeping through as he followed Sayomi with his eyes.

His? She could never belong to any man, she was her own person.

“Careful with your words there, I’d hate for them to be your last.” His words were venomous, filled with the intent to kill.

Hisoka’s nails had cut through the skin of his own cheek, his other hand clenched into a fist on the bar’s surface.

The man had shifted away from him, quietly taking his leave as he watched crimson seep down Hisoka’s pale fingers.

Over the past 3 months, he’d been able to fight her more than enough times, and now he no longer felt the same intoxicating feeling when he was with her. Sayomi never fought Hisoka to hurt him, only with the intentions of improving her own skills, which in turn left Hisoka aching for more.

However, as the days progressed he was slowly coming to the conclusion that the Zoldyck girl had an undeniable flaw. She doesn’t put up a fight when I’m with her.

He was losing interest in the girl who’d once swayed his unshakable feelings, and it distressed him that he almost felt bad for wanting to leave her behind.

His sharpened fingernails dug farther into the pale skin of his cheek as he watched Sayomi throw her slender arms around a man she’d only just met. 

She was laughing and smiling, her silky voice seeming to reach his ears through the music and cheers from where he sat. Loud and clear, the sound of her laughter rang through Hisoka’s head in an almost painful way.

She was becoming a weakness to the man who believed himself to be the strongest, and that didn’t sit right with him at all.

☾ix.

Sayomi wasn’t too sure of what exactly it was that she felt towards Hisoka.

When he took her to dinner with an amazing view or complimented her progress with training, she couldn’t tell whether it was her lack of social contact or actual feelings that led her heart to race when she saw his face.

It didn’t help that on some days she could notice the way his voice softened when he spoke to her, only to leave her heart stinging with his harsh words on other days.

He was taking mixed signals to the next level, playing with her feelings while he was trying to figure out his own.

It was selfish and cruel, falsely gaining the trust of someone who’d been through so much betrayal, all for his own entertainment.

But that was just who Hisoka was, he didn’t care for distractions or hindrances. And as fast as he’d first fallen for the young assassin, he was already in the process of making himself forget her.

He was moving on.

☾ix.

3 months later

It was the day after Sayomi’s 7th match on the 200th floor of Heaven’s Arena. She’d been scheduling her fights randomly, with no regard for who her opponents would be.

With 7 wins under her name, she only needed 3 more to challenge a floor master. 

However, with her longtime goal fast approaching, she wasn’t as happy as she thought she’d be.

It’d been about half a year since Sayomi had first met Hisoka, and all the excitement and jitters about spending time alone with a guy had died down. 

It’d also helped that for some reason Hisoka was rather occupied recently. He rarely took her out to the city, claiming he had other business to attend to, and when they did go out, he’d always turn in first mumbling that he was tired.

Sayomi was no fool, she knew that Hisoka was either losing interest in her as well or felt his job was almost through. To herself, she hoped that it was the former, for it would hurt less than to find out he’d only been around her for business purposes.

Regardless, Sayomi’s current situation was puzzling. She stood waiting for what seemed like forever in front of Hisoka’s room, ready to go out and train.

However, after knocking more than enough times and even calling his cell, there was no sign of her trainer. 

That’s odd.

Sayomi trained on her own that day, taking it upon herself to get strength training in at the gym.

It was the first time she’d spent an entire day without Hisoka since they’d started training. Deciding that he was out on his so-called ‘business’, Sayomi shrugged away his absence, going to sleep early for the first time in a while.

Yet, another day passed with no sign of the magician, and Sayomi began to grow concerned for his well-being. What if he was picked off by someone? No, he’s too strong to lose to anyone here… Did he pass out in his room?

Sayomi walked briskly to Hisoka’s room with a worried mind.

Once again there was no response to her knocking, and she decided she’d break into the room.

Using one of her longer needles, she picked the lock in no time, stepping into the unfamiliar room. 

It was empty. Only the faint smell of bubble gum and something sweet lingered in the abandoned room, the closet and space empty.

There was a note left on the cleanly made bed, the red ink standing out from the otherwise white sheets surrounding the note.

That lazy ass, of course he’d leave a note in his own room. 

Picking up the sheet, she read:

Zoldyck-

It’s about time you sneak into my room, I know you’ve thought about doing it before;) 

But jokes aside… 

I’m sorry, darling. 

It’s not like me to apologize(you can ask Kite)and that alone scared me, because I feel like you’ve changed me. Your smile and intoxicating eyes make me weak in the knees…

And I despise myself for it. 

I’m not sure why I’ve chosen to expose my faults to you, for that just makes you all the more dangerous to me.

But perhaps I want you to hold my weaknesses, and perhaps I’d like to see you come tear me apart. Yes, that must be it. 

I’ve departed Yorknew City to meet up with your twin brother, as it seems as though he’s been searching for you. And perhaps I should have taken him to you instead, but I’m not, because when the time is right I’d like you all to myself.

So don’t forgive me, Sayomi. Resent me, grow stronger, and when the time comes I’ll bring your brother back to you.

Ah, and there is one thing I’d always wanted to tell you… 

I always thought that you were most beautiful when you showed your true colors-

A cold-blooded, cold-hearted Zoldyck assassin with no regard for the pain and suffering of your victims.

Stop holding yourself back, people like us can be forgiven for our sins because of the hell we’ve been put through. 

-Hisoka 

☾ix.

A single tear rolled down Sayomi’s cheek. 

And that was all.

The flurry of sudden information rendered Sayomi breathless as she tried to make sense of his words.

This idiot really just admitted his feelings for me after all this time right when he decides to leave me here. Selfish bastard.

And he knows Illumi… but how? Illumi was looking for me? 

I have to become a floor master and get that clown to bring my brother back.

☾ix.

6 months later

Sayomi gazed out her window with a blank stare, 241 floors above the ground.

Just a week ago she’d claimed her spot on the 241st floor as the newest and youngest Floor Master at age 19.

She knew Hisoka would find out about her achievement soon, and all she could do now was wait.

Up until defeating and killing her last opponent, time had flown by easily. She was fueled by the goal of finding her brother and confronting Hisoka, but now that she was here, the loneliness began to sink in.

Kite and his student had taken off to another country in search of wildlife to study, leaving Sayomi all alone in Yorknew City.

She couldn’t help but laugh at the irony of her situation. Here she was at the top of the tallest building in Yorknew City, a place that others died trying to get to, yet she was unsatisfied.

Her face and name were plastered on billboards and posters all throughout the city, and citizens stood envious of the young teen’s life. She had enough money that she’d never have to work another day in her life, but in exchange she no longer had a family to accept her nor friends to laugh with.

Don’t feel sorry for yourself, there’s plenty of others that have it worse.

Sayomi sighed as she turned away from the window, grabbing her mask she’d started using as a floor master to attempt to conceal her identity. 

I won’t have challengers for another month or so… might as well hit the city.

☾ix.

Sayomi walked through the dark streets of Yorknew City, her hands clasped behind her head and her eyes vacant.

She didn’t have a destination in mind, just mindlessly strolling through the city covered with news of her promotion to Floor Master. There were citizens recognizing her as well, pointing and jumping back as if she were some monster.

Though she couldn’t blame them, as her nen happened to be on the disturbing side. The replays of her fights were mostly censored, deemed too inhumane for the public eye as they played on repeat on the sides of buildings,

She wasn’t too sure how far she’d walked, spotting Heaven’s Arena rather far in the distance behind her. The shops and glamorous hotels began to fade as she approached the run down parts of Yorknew City.

It was an abandoned lot of buildings, the ground littered with oil cans and shattered glass. In a way it was tranquil, free from angry drivers and the revolted gaze of commoners.

Walking through an opening in the wired fences that surrounded the lot, Sayomi wandered through a certain building that’d caught her eye.

She felt a faint aura coming from the abandoned office building, but oddly enough it wasn’t hostile or repelling. It was rather comforting.

Sayomi’s curiosity grew as the aura increased, drawing her towards the room located at the far end of the first floor.

She saw the man before she sensed him, his large coat catching her attention. His back was turned to her crouched down on the dusty floor, the windows adjacent to him shattered, letting the pale moonlight reflect off of his coat.

St. Peter’s cross. Interesting taste in fashion…

Another careless step closer and the man’s head turned abruptly in her direction. Sayomi had ducked behind a wall, but not fast enough.

The man stood from his spot, revealing a vibrant patch of violets by his feet. Upon his loss in concentration, the flowers wilted, withering back into the cluttered floor as if they’d never been there in the first place.

Sayomi could see the man’s face from where she crouched, hidden by a barely intact wall. Her heart skipped a beat upon meeting his eyes, deep gray and captivating as he easily identified her from her hiding spot.

It felt as if time was frozen in place, the young man staring intensely into Sayomi’s eyes as if he could read her mind. 

Sayomi was unmoving as well, having been caught examining his figure from behind the wall. He was by far the most appealing man she’d ever seen, his dark, raven hair slicked back to reveal a tattoo decorating the middle of his forehead, contrasting with his gentle eyes and youthful facial features. 

Handsome, she thought. 

The man took a slight step forward, snapping Sayomi out of his hypnotizing gaze as she sped off jumping through an empty window and out of the building. 

Though she was eager to know what he’d been doing with the flowers, his aura had changed when he’d noticed her watching. It had been dangerous and intense, a total opposite of his warm and placid one when dealing with the violets.

Her quick steps transitioned into a run, feeling the need to distance herself from the lingering intensity of the mysterious young man’s aura.

She ran back towards the towering building of Heaven’s Arena, not stopping her pace a bit until she was met with the familiar neon signs and billboards that surrounded the heart of Yorknew City.

Her dreams were taken over by the man’s captivating eyes that night. His familiar aura had seemed to beckon her to him, as if she’d known him for 100 years prior. 

But no matter how hard she thought that night, she couldn’t come up with an answer as to what he’d been doing with the violets conjured by his feet. 

In her dreams she saw her own eyes within the vibrant flowers, it was an abstract thought, though for a second she wondered if he had meant for her to see them. 

She quickly dismissed this, however, scoffing at the absurdity of her own thoughts. 

What am I, a child? I must be beyond lonely if I think some random guy has something to do with me.

Though deep down inside her heart, she wished it were true. To be fated to somebody, needed by somebody who she could trust with her darkest secrets and love.

☾ix.

to be continued.

[dkscribe88]

First off, I am not back from my self-imposed hiatus from this platform. I was asked if I might do something by my friend @tunnelscreamer so I am. Secondly, I did not draw the above image. This is something @fenth-eiria drew for me. I still owe them a story for it, so I just want to say to them I have not forgotten. I’ve just gotten busy with life and school. This drawing is my Sifa crew from my AO3 story Meet Me by the Seafarer’s Lantern chapters 4-6. Two of the characters seen here are @fenth-eiria’s. The Dousan girl with the whit blouse and blue dress, and the male Gelfling in the way back. Four other Gelfling are all canon characters. Tae with the orange hair, Onica sitting at the table, Captain Madso holding the sword and Ivo, the redhead standing at the table, which is a character from the AoR: Tactics video game. The only thing non-canon about any of them is that I made Madso a Spriton, where the books suggest he might be Stonewood. I’ll introduce my OCs down below.

First up is Aedra. She is the pale pinkish haired lady being held by @fenth-eiria’s OC. Her name comes from the Hebrew name: Adira, which means majestic, strong or noble. She is in her mid-50s. She is of mixed clan heritage with her father being a Sifa and her mother being Drenchen. She has healing vliyaya from her mother and also possesses great strength, able to do the work of three Gelfling in addition to healing. If I’m remembering the backstory I gave her correctly, she lost her entire family in a shipwreck at a very young age. This caused her to adopt an anti-social personality throughout most of her life. Anyone that tries to get close to her gets pushed away for fear that they’ll just end up leaving her anyway. She gets work on various fishing boats as both a healer and deckhand. One day in Cera-Na she finds a young girl wandering around near the entrance to the Crystal Desert, and this is where my next OC comes in, Zili.

Zili is one of my favorite OCs. In the picture, she is the indigo-haired woman hanging from the rafters. She was inspired by the best friend I had in elementary-high school, mixed with Kate McKinnon’s Ghostbusters character and a few other inspirations. Her name is Hebrew for My Shadow, although I originally got it from the name Ezili, which is the Benin goddess of beauty, water and love. I can’t remember her exact age, but she’s around 19-21 in my story.  She is thought to be of mixed clan heritage Dousan/Sifa, but it hasn’t been confirmed. Her backstory is that she can’t exactly remember anything before meeting Aedra. At first, Aedra sought to get rid of her, but it felt irresponsible to do that, so she kept her around. Zili stayed quiet, scarred by her past for the longest time, but then one day she just started talking and has rarely stopped since. She is hyper and eccentric, often doing random things that make no sense to anyone but her. She and Aedra both get hired by the Sifa Maudra as a guardsman and healer respectively. Zili is known for being very fast and agile on foot and in the air, and very clever. Often outthinking her opponents and getting them to defeat themselves.

My next OC is Tae’s boyfriend Galen. His name is Greek and means calm. He is 22 trine old. He’s the black and white haired young man holding Tae in the drawing. Another mixed clan of Sifa/Spriton/Vapra heritage, his father was a Vapra who fell in love with his Spriton/Sifa mother. This relationship caused his father’s family to disown him and kick him out of the clan. To this day, Galen’s Vapran kin don’t know he even exists, nor do they care. Galen grew up on various ships, eventually ending up first mate to his uncle, Captain Madso. Galen is funny, flirtatious, brave, kind and reserved at times. He does not drink alcohol, and thus can watch out for Tae when she drinks to excess. He’s also very analytical, able to think several steps ahead of most people, except Tae. She always has him beat.

The final OC in the drawing is Fram. His name comes from the Norwegian word fram, which was a type of ship used in expeditions back in the late 18-early 1900s. He’s full Sifa, age 24, with sandy blond hair and a scar across his face. He is Ivo’s love interest, although neither of them have expressed their feelings for the other yet. Fram is gruff, coarse, and very off-putting to everyone around him. The only known survivor from the last Sifa expedition to the isle of Diabhal, he is Onica and Tae’s guide to the treasures of the island and the dangers they must face to get them. During this quest is when he falls in love with Ivo, and much like little boys that don’t know how to express that they like a girl, Fram picks on Ivo, causing Ivo to believe that his own feelings will never be returned. By the end of the story, they are friends but have not made the leap to lovers yet.

I’ve many other OCs that I didn’t list on here. All of them can be found in various chapters in Lantern, so if you liked these, check out the story on AO3. Well, that’s about it for me. I might do one other post for createforthra, but I don’t know for sure. Back to my hiatus - DK