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marleyybluu · 2 years

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Made From Love

Summary: basically Spooky is a cute, supportive, boyfriend while his girl is in labour.

Pairings:dad!Oscar x black!OC/poc!OC

Warnings: none. Just fluff and cuteness.

Word count: 2.1k

Side note: I acc have so many drafts of Oscar being a dad. I don’t know why. He’d be such a DILF tho

I’m ngl something about this pic is giving dad vibes. Like “this is my dad in the 90s”

"Puta Madre!"

Amora cussed leaning over holding her stomach, the agonizing pain shot around her tummy as she sat in the hospital bed, the same bed she'd been in for almost ten hours. She didn't know how much more she could take.

She was five centimetres dilated and she'd been at that spot since they arrived.

Oscar, her boyfriend, felt useless in the whole situation all he could do was rub her back to ease any pain even the smallest and whisper encouraging words. She was exhausted beyond belief, she felt weak, hot and cold at the same time, and her emotions were not in one spot.

"Oscar, I'm gonna fucking kill you." She whimpered leaning back on the bed.

He kissed the top of her head. "That's okay baby, I'm fine with that."

"Why did we do this?" She pouted. He made his way over to the bed sitting on the little space that was available, he held her hand in his massaging her fingers as a distraction from her pain. "Because we love each other."

She sighed. "And we need a big-headed baby to prove it?"

He chuckled shaking his head and she softly snorted at her comment. She didn't mean it, she was happy to be creating her own family, happy to finally be the parent she wish she had and she was excited about the new chapter. The way Spooky reacted to her pregnancy was what made it worth it to be honest. He was ecstatic, the two discussed family plans more so in a fantasy way but didn't know if it'd ever be a reality.

But the day Amora showed Oscar those two pink lines he made it his duty to keep her as relaxed as he possibly could. He'd taken over the cooking, the cleaning, the laundry— he wouldn't even let her carry a book much less to a pot of food. Her ridiculous cravings at five in the morning were no task to him, anything she wanted she got.

Sometimes to help her fall asleep he would just rub circles on her stomach while they watched whatever she wanted to. The mood swings weren't the easiest, crying at a commercial about potatoes one day and cussing like a sailor the next at the fact that he, quote, "breathed too much."

Oscar took her insults with a grain of salt knowing she was going through everything to have his baby and he was grateful for it. Watching the woman he loved more than anything continue to grow another version of herself for him to hold and coddle.

Amora sat up carefully swinging her legs off the bed, he came to her aid offering his hand, she took it and grabbed the stand that held her IV bag. "Can we go for a walk please?" She whined. Oscar nodded helping her one slow step at a time. He thought her waddling was the cutest causing her to develop the new nickname penguin.

She huffed and puffed making it two rooms down before she wanted to go back. Once they were back inside their own room she didn't sit down instead she rested her head on his chest while his magical hands massaged her back. "How are you feeling?" She mumbled.

"I should be asking you that instead."

She shook her head. "Answer first."

He smirked. "Is it weird that I'm nervous? Like I just hope she's okay and that she's healthy and that you're healthy. I can't wait to bring her home."

Amora hissed feeling another pain, she went over to the bed planting her palms on the sheets, her head hung as tears slipped from her eyes. Seeing this made Oscar's heart shatter, he held her as another contraction passed.

Amora felt like she zoned out too long, one minute she was rushing this baby out and now that she was on her way out she was screaming to put her back in. Beads of sweat ran down her face, she used Oscar's hand as a stress ball and he was almost certain she'd break his fingers.

"Fuuuuuuck!! I can't fucking do this put her back in it's okay!"

She threw her head back looking over at Oscar. "One more push bébé, you got it." She opened her mouth to call him every word in the book but he didn't let her say anything just planted a kiss on her lips, her soft smile quickly turning to a neutral position when she heard those glorious cries, a small human placed on her bare chest. She was here.

Oscar couldn't believe his eyes, she was right in front of them, a living and breathing creature. Just as breathtakingly beautiful as her mother. "Oh my goodness, hi princesa." Amora cooed. Oscar was speechless. He was nudged by one of the nurses who handed him small scissors nodding over to the umbilical cord that still connected mother and child. He looked over with worry on his face. His girlfriend reassured him with her eyes and he took the scissors and gently cut at the squishy tube until it separated.

He bent down to get a closer look at the tiny person. "I'm so proud of you. I love you guys." He whispered. "We love you too Papi."

And so it began, a beautiful little family forming overnight. The nurses had taken her away to run some tests, wash her down and soon they'd bring her back. Oscar cupped her face indulging in a passionate kiss, she could taste the thank yous, the appreciation, the love, the gratitude and every positive affection he had to offer.

"Mhmm," One of the nurses sounded. "Be nice if every father reacted like that. They'll be back next year."

Amora and Oscar giggled hearing her comment. "We'll definitely be back next year." He mumbled against her lips and she didn't fight it because truth be told, they probably would be.

Soon their infant was rolled in all wrapped up and cozy in the cutest pink hat. They were left alone as Oscar stood over her, she looked like a "Bean" He whispered picking her up in his arms, her tiny nose twitching and her face forming a quick smile before a pout as she slept peacefully.

The new father sat back down on the hospital bed next to the new mother, she rested her head on his shoulders and gazed at their creation, a creation of love rightfully so. "She smells so good." Oscar whispered, Amora, closed her eyes enjoying that whiff of 'newborn smell' that mom's always talked about.

A small knock at the door caught their attention as Caeser, Oscar's younger brother, poked his head in. "Mano, come in man." The door pushed open revealing her mother behind him she gasped reaching out for her loved one, embracing her in a sweet hug her mother congratulated the two on the new journey.

"Amora, she is beautiful, my goodness." She awed tapping her little nose.

Caeser hadn't said anything yet, the shock hadn't worn off yet that his brother who had been a father figure to him all his years was now officially a father and he could vouch for how great of a father he would be, better than their own by a hundred percent.

"You wanna hold her?" Oscar asked. "C-can I?"

"Yeah man, you're her Tio foo."

Oscar instructed the young man on how to hold his arms, he held his breath as the tiny thing was placed in his clutch, he didn't dare to breathe or move in an inch. "Honey, relax, you won't hurt her." Said, Amora.

"So do we have a name yet?"

The couple looked at each other and frowned, they didn't know what to name their daughter for some reason every name Amora came up with she just didn't like. "We're working on it." Oscar chuckled.

Soon Caesar excused himself to go call Monse and her mother excused herself so she could go bring her daughter some much needed food. Amora had fought long and hard to stay awake but she just couldn't do it anymore, she let go and found herself in a deep slumber, the baby in the same state laid in her tiny cushioned transparent bassinet . Oscar spread across the couch looking at the two of them.

He'd never pictured this day would come, being a rugrat in the streets for so long, hooking up with desperate hynas, school dropout, jailbird-- he had doubts he'd ever get started on a family but he was happy to have found a beautiful and understanding woman who had the patience of a priest in a confessional booth. The baby began to make noises, squirming in her little blanket. He didn't hesitate to get up and get her out, he was itching to hold her again anyway.

Oscar sat back down with her in his arms, her wonderous brown eyes staring right at him. He could cry, he did cry, a few tears slipping from him. "Hola mi Amor, como estas?" He watched those curious little eyes drink in his features. "I look scary huh? Promise I'm not. Your mommy was probably scared of me too, I don't know why she's still here. She's loca."

He gently ran his thumb over her nose. "Emilia. Emilia Diaz. You think mom will like that name? I've been saving it for a while."

Amora quietly laughed catching his attention, she looked through her droopy lids and smiled. "Why you didn't tell me you had a name for her already?"

He shrugged. "Didn't know if you'd like it."

"I love it. Bienvenido al mundo Emilia."

—- It didn't take long for six months to fly by, Emilia wasn't the tiny little person they brought home so long ago, she was clapping, she was giggling, holding her own bottle once in a while.

Amora felt like she didn't have time to register that her daughter really was growing before her eyes. They had lots of help with her, it really did take a village and she was happy to be a part of it though she wasn't sure if she wanted to raise children in this area... maybe it wasn't so bad with her group of Tio's looking out for her.

Emilia kicked around in her crib waiting for her mom to come pick her up from her nap, the light switched on and a small squeal erupted from those tiny lips. "Buenos dias mamitaaaa, helloooo." Amora cooed reaching into the crib and sitting her baby on her hip. "Let's go bother daddy." She whispered.

Oscar was outside working on his car, as usual, the hood up blocking his view. The front door closed as Amora's bare feet touched the grass, the closer she got her toes came into his peripheral view, he stood up to the surprise of his daughter who was now awake.

"Hola bonitaaa, hi my love." Emilia wasted no time abandoning her mom for her dad. Amora pouted handing her over. "I think we made mommy jealous."

"Whatever."

He tugged on her hand pulling her closer leaning down for a kiss, a small number of cheers coming from down the street. She shook her head seeing the Santos three houses down across the street hollering at them. "You better get it jefe, we want a boy too."

Oscar flipped them off and they cackled going back to their activities. "I mean, speaking of."

Amora raised her eyebrows. "You want another one already? Oscaaaar." She whined. "That's how your gonna sound when we make another one."

She punched him in his shoulder and he fake flinched. "Did you see that bean? Mommy hit me. Get her." He took the baby's hand swatting at the mother's face causing a fit of giggles to erupt resulting in her going back to her mother's arms.

Amora opened the car door sitting inside allowing Emilia to sit on her lap and grab the steering wheel. Oscar closed up the hood and grunted as he sat down on the passenger side joining them.

"Turning into an Abuelo already?"

"Make fun of me now but I'll be a sexy one."

She fake gagged. "You start getting wrinkly and I'm outta here."

He shrugged. "Easier access for the hynas."

Her jaw dropped as she pulled his big ears. He looked at her with the purest love in his eyes, she blushed looking away but he took his finger turning her back to him. "I still make you nervous huh?"

"Yea."

"Good. It's cute."

She sucked her teeth before he inched closer to her capturing her in a sweet kiss that lingered, sending electricity through her body.

"Ba!"

The two laughed at the noise Emilia made. Her little hand wrapped around his large finger and she smiled. There was truly no place he'd rather be.

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fakevariety · 7 months

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hello, i'm back :)

boygenius was fucking spectacular, i cried multiple times. a few things worthy of noting that i didn't already repost(maybe I have):

julien introduced the band, which i feel like she never does, and she was so cute. she kept stuttering and used very detailed descriptions for everyone. for example, she said that (i believe it was) sarah goldstone played 'horse strings' and then said 'i didn't realize how gruesome your station was

when julien herself was introduced, phoebe called her 'our highly esteemed boy' and lucy said 'first day of being 28!' to which everyone cheered

at some point lucy talked about how it was their first time playing in philly together and how she'd written lots of these songs there, and then she asked for a round of applause for samia (who was amazing!!!)

lucy then talked about how the last time she played with samia it got rained out and it was an awful day. that was apparently the day that she tweeted something like "who else is cursed?" and then they talked about how katie gavin cured lucy lol. then julien said 'powerful voodo magic' (i think) and laughed.

i'm sure lots of you have already seen/heard about this, but near the end of the show, phoebe said 'want to see something gross?' and everyone screamed 'yes!' and she turned around and lifted up her shirt. i couldn't see very well but from other vids i saw huge cup marks from the physical therapy they had, and lucy said that everyone had them but were too lazy to show them.

then phoebe and julien had an interaction where julien said that 'sometimes healing looks painful' and phoebe was like, 'looks? sometimes healing is painful.' and then she mimicked her brain exploding and julien burst into laughter.

lucy introduced leonard cohen by saying that everything on the record was written by the three of them except for a part in leonard cohen (the second verse), which was said by her friend. apparently when she heard it she thought it was hilarious and asked to put it in a song, which was leonard cohen. she then said that the friend was present and asked 'where are you? you don't have to say if it embarrasses you, but i just...' she then sees the friend and goes, 'oh my gosh, HIIIIIII! ok, that's my buddy, and he wrote this hilarious thing and i asked to put it in a song and he was like 'bet''

after a fan project that included fans holding yellow slips of paper shaped as stars and moons up to their flash lights during me and my dog, and the boys asked who it was afterwards and thanked them and i believe lucy said 'that's so cute'

i can confirm that when julien ripped out her bun it was VERY hot.

THE NEW SONG, POWERS, WAS AMAZING. IT WAS SO COOL TO SEE JULIEN ON AN ACOUSTIC GUITAR. admittedly i couldn't hear any of the lyrics, but there was a really cool trumpet solo at the end

at the end, lucy said something like 'we've come to our last song' in a sad voice and everyone groaned. then phoebe or lucy said, 'hey. we really love you. this is such a beautiful venue, thanks to the Mann for having us.'

these events were not written in chronological order, btw. it was such an amazing night and i'll miss the boys so much, tho i don't doubt that they'll be back. i love them so much and i only wish the best to them <3

#boygenius #damn this was long

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deadmomjokes · 2 months

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What does the bean love about hotels?

Short, unhelpful answer: EVERYTHING

More truthful: I have no way of knowing what it is, exactly, but by golly she loves them.

It's got big beds! There's usually a big TV (even tho we never turn it on)! Tiny fridge, sneaky camouflaged microwave, gigantic mirror--sometimes several of those! It's all magical because it's new and out of place but also baseline familiar in a lot of cases.

It has everything she'd expect from her home, but it's not her home, and most hotels are both very similar to each other and very different while being similar. Some have a pool. Some have a big lobby. Some have stairs. Some have food. Some have carpet floors and others have slidey floors. But all hotels have at least one bed and a bathroom and lots of doors and rooms, and a person you have to talk to so you can get the keys/cards. (Sometimes that person has lollipops or stickers for if you're a small adorable child who uses polite words and isn't destroying the lobby, which is extra exciting when you are, in fact, a small child.)

There's probably also an element of relief to it, because we only stay in hotels when we've been driving a long time. So a hotel represents a chance to be comfortable, and not stuck in a car, and usually also comes with food. Hotel breakfast is everything fun about a restaurant, but in jammies! And it's so fun to eat restaurant food dinner in what is essentially a big bedroom, because we never do that at home!

Honestly, when you think about it, a hotel really is quite magical and surreal. It's like a little bit of home, but not your home, and not really anyone else's home, but it has everything you need, and it just sits there? Waiting for you? How weird is that? And what does it do when nobody's there? You just go in, have a visit, and then leave, and you never go back to that same hotel room again.

There's tiny soap and tiny shampoo and SO many towels--why does it have so many towels? The three of us have, like, three towels max in our bathroom at home, and that's all we need, but somehow every single one of those hotel towels gets used in a single night. It's bizarre!

All the doors look the same, but do all the rooms look the same inside? You'll never know, because you only stay in one. So do all the other rooms have people in them, too? Where are they going? Why are they at this hotel where you are also at? Why are the beds in the rooms so tall? Why are there so many pillows? What's with the long air conditioner right under the window, and why does it make such a big noise all the time? How do they make enough hot water for everybody? How do they make the keys work when it's just a card? How come there are never any big lights in the ceiling even though there's light switches, just little lamps that have buttons on them too?

These are all real questions we've gotten from her during hotel stays, by the way.

I wish I could articulate it better, but I don't think I really could, given that this was her answer when I asked:

I love hotels!

[me: me too! What about hotels do you love?]

I love.... I love Motel 6, and Super 8, and there should be a 7 one so it goes 6 7 8, but there's Red Roof Inn, and the one with the sun on it, and Comfort Inn-- "inn" is another word for "hotel," but I like to say "hotel" because.... Um.... I love hotels!

So there you have it...? I guess?

The kid just really likes hotels lol

#adventures of bean #she 'collects' them #we try to stay at different ones each time we have to do a hotel so she can get a new one for her list #so far she favors motel 6 because they tend to have slidey floors #and super 8 because it's 'super' like a superhero #tho we did get an epic deal on a comfort inn room once and that was LUXURIOUS #she said it was a big fancy hotel and we should definitely go again lol

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jovieinramshackle · 2 days

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hi it’s gar LEL sorry but i gotta know whatcha got on inkyribbons, gimme them deets what’s the story

I CHUCKLED LIKE A MADMAN WHEN I SAW THIS BAHSHA HI GAR!!!

Don't be sorry you activated the happy chemicals in my brain with this

Inky Ribbons is basically me creating the angsty but sweet high school love story I'd daydream about back in middle school?? When I was like 13-14??

They're childhood friends who met at the shore of the ocean to play together, and then one day stopped sometime before middle school (the time Azul would start focusing on his studies/weight/magic) because Azul straight up stopped showing up.

The only thing lil Joves still had to remember him was a singular picture their mom had taken of the pair. Nothing but a small simple photo of the two kids, yet it held so much value and memories, that she kept it even now, carrying it with them wherever she goes.

Azul did come back tho, to the very same beach before going to NRC, feeling that maybe he could find his old friend again and show them how much he's changed

But when she never showed up like they used to, he realised how stupid he was to even think she'd be back, that it was dumb to assume they ever liked how he was back then. She probably didn't even remember him anymore, he thought.

Fast forward to NRC, Crowley intoduces an exchange student, that has come to study under special circumstances (he was paid well). Azul, though first tried to make himself look reliable by agreeing to specially assist the new exchange student, did not expect to be met with a familiar name.... then the sudden realization hit him, then he prayed to all the mighty great seven that she hadn't remembered or recognised him. He'd DIE if he had someone know how he was as a kid in NRC.

They became like....friendly acquaintances during the first year (aka friends but the use of the f-word is forbidden in NRC). She...knew it was him, or had like, a feeling, yknow. It didn't matter tho, they thought, since they re-made their relationship anyway (more accurately, built upon the one they had as kids).

She still has that picture, one Azul hadn't forgotten about but wished she had.

Skipping over the angst of book 3, for now, cause ummm.

They begin figuring shit out and actually TALK seriously for the first time after book 3, trying to understand their emotions and accept they've been crushing on each other like idiots for the past year and a half.

They get together around uhhh start of book 5 yeah, they clash and argue sometimes but they're both stubborn fucks and try their best for the other.

There's so much more to them but I can't make this insanely long LMAO

Take this doodle tho

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cityandking · 9 months

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26, 37, 49, 77, 89, + 100 for minah and bran!

thanks tabby!! // 100 warm up questions

26. What would your character say their best trait would be?

MINAH — her flexibility, literal and metaphorical. she's adaptable in more ways than one BRAN — her charm! my darling silver-tongued captain, talking her way in and out of all sorts of trouble

37. What stereotypical role would your character play in a high school AU/if they attended a normal high school? (Nerd, jock, bully, goth, etc.)

MINAH — if you put the wardens in a high school au she'd be a theater kid. probably one of those theater kids who can escape the Theater Kid box (she does band in the off season and like, debate maybe? model UN?) but definitely first and foremost and theater kid BRAN — jock! she's a jock!!! she plays multiple sports (soccer captain bran) and she's on the varsity team(s) and has a letter jacket that she's always lending to sabine. she's one of those kids who refuses to be boxed into any one social group and makes a point to get to know everyone she can

49. What colors are associated with your character?

MINAH — her palette is pretty earthy and warm. golds, reds, burnt orange, brown, umber. white as an accent. also the warden blue & silver look, now. BRAN — blue, tan, brown, silver, gold. y'know, good sandy pirate colors

77. If your character had to multiclass into a class they currently aren’t the next time they level up, what would it be and what reason would they have for doing so?

MINAH — bard 100%. it would align really nicely with her entertainer/actor background, and I think Jack of All Trades, Song of Rest, and Inspiration would all be pretty cool and helpful things that fit with what she's already got going on. (I'd drop three levels into College of Satire for the bonus proficiency/expertise and the Tumbling Fool BA to dash and disengage and halve falling damage.) However! If we assume she can't multiclass into a caster because she's not a mage... Probably fighter. I'd say training with Leo gives her the opportunity to try it on for size. She'd probably go Champion for the 19 crit (double the chance to get sneak attack damage) and either take the Archery fighting style or take Close Quarters Shooter and switch her starting feat. BRAN — rogue is the obvious choice—she's halfway swashbuckler rogue already, and the sneak attack and expertise would be rad (she could be training with middy). alternately, I was seriously considering multiclassing her as a tempest cleric—all that love of the ocean and desire for freedom manifesting itself in literal divine power. sexy. plus I think it's something that would legit unsettle her, which would have been fun to play

89. What is your character’s relationship with magic? Are they scared of it, wish to know more about it, indifferent to it?

MINAH — minah's more chill about magic than your average Thedosian I'd say. she doesn't really understand it, but she's traveled with a couple apostates—it's not unusual for one to hitch a ride with the troupe now and then; for a while they had a fireworks show that was 60% firecrackers and 40% mage—and she's never had an issue with a mage (til now rip). she's also distrustful of Chantry doctrine as a rule, so if they say Magic Is Bad she's like, doubt.jpg. this has, as a rule, really broadened her horizons and acceptance. she's curious about it as a tool—like with cian's weird frozen heart, it's fine so long as it's an item they can use and not like, affecting his brain or whatever (rip, again). honestly she's got enough magic items on her person it would be weird if she weren't cool with magic. she could do without the zombies tho BRAN — it's simply not something bran has ever thought that much about. like yeah it's cool and useful and pretty damn impressive, but she can't do it and she doesn't need to, so it's fine. she feels about it the same way she feels about the gods: like, yeah, obviously they're real and out there, but what does it have to do with her? (she does enjoy using a fun magic item, tho)

100. What, currently, is your character the most curious about?

MINAH — what the fuck is up with this tevinter cult and why is starkhaven so involved in whatever's going on???? BRAN — she was curious about meeting the person who invented guns and finding out about all that! the party was just about to head off on that trip when the campaign got dropped, so I guess she'll live on forever in unsated curiosity (also, more broadly, how she'll be remembered. that's always on her mind)

#minah: cultists? in MY marcher states? it's more likely than you'd think (Classic Kirkwall amirite)#tysm for the multiclass question that's my shit #not me mentally specing minah out as a 17 rogue/3 bard in real time sldkfjdlskjf #minah #branwen #memery

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mayskalih · 6 months

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Hey!

Last time I asked about anime recommendations and it was nice to add some to my list.

I love your Kakashi art, your Sasori art and I am happy about it, tbh.

When I was younger, I used to like the idea of Kakashi and Tsunade instead of Jiraeya, cause I felt like he waited to long for her and those two are more fierce.

And I also ship Sakura with Sasori and Gaara.

I feel like the pink and red is just so aesthetic and even tho I liked Sakura and Sasuke individually, I wanted to see her with Gaara, cause is also strong, similar to Sasuke but a healed and mature, caring person while Sasuke was heartbroken and focused on revenge cause of Itachi, Madara, Obito etc

Plus, she wanted to be like a doctor, she is a healer and I imagine that she'd heal Gaara heart.

But Sasori is like her assigned enemy, some people view her as the protagonist kind version of Konan, but I do not see it.

Deidara goes for Sasuke, Sasori for Sakura and from what I remember, Naruto goes against Pain.

I wanted to ask what are your opinions of Naruto and Boruto.

Who are your favourite characters and why?

Are there any characters you dislike? I remember you said that Minato hurt a lot of your favourites (Obito I assume, the uchihas).

Who are your favourite characters to draw?

Do you like the changes in Boruto? Like Orochimaru being way more kind or Sarada unlocking sharigan cause of love for Boruto instead of hate..like most of her clan?

Are there any characters you relate to?

Who are your favourite canon ships and non canon ships?

I am just grateful cause you are so talented and so open about these rare ship yet never critical over what the community likes, I wish more people in this fandom were like this.

Hiii! Thank you for sharing your opinion. I hope you are then ready for my essay below :3 I don't watch Boruto so will only talk about Naruto.

My all-time favourite characters are Kakashi, Zabuza, Sasori, Tsunade. I fell for them as a dumb teenager and carried my love for them through the ages. Can't explain why, they are very hot, strong and at the same time weak, have an emotional baggage that is interesting to explore. Plus they are not the main characters, I really like that. I also very much like Konan, Jiraiya, Sakura and Kisame.

The character I don't like is definitely Minato. He's this sunshine boy (which I don't like to begin with) who fails, and fails badly. But no one really gives him a hard time and he doesnt acknowledgeit himself. I think he's lacking the character, so-called oomph, so looks very boring to me, I guess. I also don't like Obito, another sunshine boy (initially). Too much energy, too hard to handle. And probably any Uchiha in general are not my fave.

When it comes to drawing, I always prefer drawing women. Sakura, Ino, Tsunade and Rin are the ones I draw most, but I honestly like all of them when it comes to making pretty arts.

Kakashi has always been a person who I aspired to be since I was 13. I did relate with Sakura when I rewatched naruto in my mid twenties, felt that we both grew up together.

I generally don't find the appeal of canon ships. It feels like there's no magic. I'm always interested in the 'first' events, and allt he firsts in canon are kind of done. For non canon ships, I have plenty. Kakasaku, Sasosaku, Inosaku, Zabukaka, Kisasaku, Kakatsu, Jiratsu, Kakarin, Shisaku.. the list can go on!

#sasha asks

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lloydfrontera · 1 year

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Amilia just seeing Lloyd with the skellies and is just like "…this is both unnerving and kinda cute-"

akjsgdsakj amalia getting really into dark magic to have something to talk about with lloyd

*awkwardly leaning on a wall* "sooo... necromancy amirite :D?"

askjdhak ok but for real in the webnovel lloyd is very discreet about using the skeleton crew because he's aware of how creepy they look, so i can't imagine him using them for a work for her without previous warning,,, but i totally do see her dropping by unannounced on the estate when she hears he's around again 🤭

she's this close to fainting when she first sees them but then she sees javier smirking in the back and she's like 'oh it's on you fucker' and the spite drowns all of her initial fear. half an hour later she's totally comfortable with them and also very close to asking lloyd if he wouldn't be willing to lend some of them to work at her estate. it's so very hard to find good help these days you know and lord frontera could always drop by to check up on them if he wished to *hint hint wink wink*

lloyd misses all the hints but javier doesn't and it's very done with life in general. he is begrudgingly impressed by the fact she managed to not pass out in the face of what most would call dark magic tho. even if she went really pale for a second there lmao

also i got really attached to the idea of making a fashion designer, so imagine lloyd leaving behind some skeletons to work on her mansion while he goes off to get some materials and when he comes back they're all wearing a little bowtie and vest.

"my lady, what-?"

"don't they look very dapper? they looked dreadfully undressed before, so i thought a little detail like this would do wonders for their appearance! it is a gift of course, just a little gesture of my appreciation"

"i... sure, yeah, thank you my lady. they look very nice, thank you"

and they do look nicer. more friendly too. lloyd is actually surprised by how much less threatening they look by wearing a little bowtie. he'll keep it in mind if he ever has to take them to a populated place.

(he does wonder what was in that box she kicked under the table when he came in the room. but it was probably none of his business)

((once he leaves amalia sighs and goes to pick up the gift box she'd prepared for him but had been ultimately too shy to give him at the end. he would look so nice in the last vest and jacked she'd designed on a whim the other day but it would be really embarrassing if he didn't like it and never wore it. or worse, if he did wear it and looked as nice as she thought he would and then she'd make a fool of herself by starting to drool or something and- no, it was for the best if she kept that one for now. maybe later. in the future. he probably would like a trenchcoat better anyway, she had several ideas for that, she could start working on them for next time-))

#hey i got an ask #dtgvxg #tged #the greatest estate developer #our lady of questionable taste #oh no i'm getting invested on them now akjshdkas

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a few notes on astoria's magical practices:

doesn't really do much with crystals? she recognizes that there's power, it's just not HER power. she has some citrine and some bloodstone & selenite, but she doesn't really do much with it.

she uses mugwort - dried in bundles and burning as a protective element or to use the smoke in divination, dried and used in tea. she grows her own. she doesn't fuck with white sage or palo santo. her general approach is that she'll utilize tools that come from her own magical heritage, and/or that are naturally accessible to her (mugwort grows fast and is native to a lot of europe and has been naturalized to north america, and there's absolutely no potential shortage - and since she grows her own, she's not doing damage to the local ecosystem by introducing it to land where it can spread and choke out other plant life).

lots of divination. primarily with cards - tarot and oracle decks, and yes, i have decks that are pretty much astoria's (purchased or gifted, and which upon holding i said "oh this is for my horrible girl"). she's curious about reading tea leaves but it's not really high on her to-do list. no interest in palmistry or pendulums. she's WILD about ouija boards tho. she thinks they're a blast. she owns several and has an antique on display in her home. sometimes she'll look for shapes in smoke, on the rare occasions she can make fire work for her.

for her, magic falls into four categories: 1. i use this; 2. i don't use this but i could use this & recognize its power; 3. i don't use this and couldn't use this & recognize its power; 4. this is bullshit. the magical traditions in her family are rich on both sides, so she tends to stick to those, in part because it's the devil she knows, and in part because she does believe that fucking around leads to finding out. she doesn't fuck around with things she doesn't have a right to when it comes to magic, including artifacts. she will, however, try her hand at unraveling any curse, and she firmly believes that if she unravels a curse, the magical threads she's untangled are hers to do with as she wishes, on the basis of the old & honorable principle of finders keepers.

for what it's worth: she also does this with weapons. if someone stabs her and leaves the weapon in her body then it's hers by the ancient and binding law of finders keepers.

she grew up in sweden, iceland, and italy, primarily. most of her practice is rooted in the traditions there. and while she is catholic for the first two and a half decades or so of her life, she eventually becomes more and more pagan, starting with the cailleach and building from there. i don't know if she'd ever fuck with the norse pantheon without a guide of some kind, but she does build a close relationship with irish & italian gods (the cailleach, the morrigan, duellona, diana).

#i. she had a marvelous time ruining everything. ( about )

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4, 10, 16, 17,19 for the fe3h asks

4. Favorite unpopular ship?

I don't see too much Yuri x Balthus content around, but it's probably that. I actually came across this one by accident, when I was trying to get Hapi and Constance's paired ending because I ship those as well. I didn't know what to do with Balthus and Yuri since I already paired up all the other characters, so I decided to stick them together. I really enjoyed their paired ending. While they're not in my top ten ships, I just think they're neat <3

10. Least favorite support chain?

Leonie and Byleth's. Not a mega fan of Leonie (tho I don't hate her), just wish she'd talk about something else other than Jeralt. Byleth and Leonie have a good relationship dynamic, but I think it could have been better

16. Least favorite class? Why?

Usually I'm a fan of tanky builds but I just frickin hate the armored knight/fortress knight/great knight classes. The first two are slow, and all are weak to magic, which kinda sucks if I want to do an armored run like that

17. What is a fanon characterization of a character that you dislike?

Sylvain just being a simp and a dog. Of course that's a big part of his character, but there's so much more to him. I think constantly about Sylvain speaking the Sreng language and actually putting effort into his studies. He's willing to throw his whole life away to protect Felix (Sylvain & Felix A Support if memory serves)

In Three Hopes we get to see a non skirt chaser side of him. While it's a bit bland, I'll admit it was just a tad bit of fresh air, albeit boring. He's willing to marry Mercedes to help her out of a bad situation, and that's not even him just wanting to get into her pants. He CARES for Mercedes, as his friend, as his ally. He's willing to throw that lifestyle away for his friend. I'll admit Sylvain says constantly that he already has and how basically cringe Skirtchaser Sylvain was, but I doubt he's a hundred percent done with that lifestyle in general

I hope in interpreted this right

19. A character you used to dislike but now like?

Again, Sylvain lol. I like many others were in the Disliking Sylvain boat at the start. But I got to know him and know his story. I won't say what he does to women is right at all, in fact I'd say his reasons are no excuse, but I will say that I understand

I grew to love him, mostly through the Sylvix I'll admit, but also in my own way. He's a funny character, and as I said previously there's so much more to him than just "haha women I wanna date them". Gonna cut this short so I don't just reiterate what I already said

#askbox #ask game #sylvain jose gautier #sylvain fire emblem #fe sylvain #razz rambles

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🍇🍋🍰🍻 for riya and lucinda!

3 whole days later here i am with answers // odd oc asks

🍇: What sort of friend are they? Where are they in the group dynamic?

RIYA — the rich brat friend who’s either going to make you feel embarrassed by being near as she babbles pure entitlement and looks down her nose at poor conditions, or thankful for her high-status history as it grants her certain knowledge (if she bothered to absorb it) and access to people/locations/things that would otherwise be out of reach. the one who's going to speak up if she notices a friend is uncomfortable but not willing to voice it. also the friend to drop expensive gifts in your lap like it’s nothing lmao

LUCINDA — the quiet friend. the one who may appear withdrawn (and she very well might be, distracted by something or other that she alone can see) but often shows the attention she's giving by making a small statement, gently laughing at a joke, or referencing something that had been mentioned earlier. that friend in the group who seems to just Know what you're feeling or thinking, and doesn't hesitate to engage you about it with some plain-spoken question that'll catch you off guard. never out of malice though, that's clear with her sincere tone and kind eyes. ((see also: the strange friend. frequently gazes off into the distance for lengths of time, has a resting serene smile that some could find odd, is always fucking Knowing even if you're trying to hide something, talks of the occult and macabre in her default soft-spoken lilt without much fear, dresses like she's from a period drama, etc etc.))

🍋: What is your OC's most painful memory?

RIYA — i mean, zero contemplation it has to be watching bash die during the joining. losing victor broke her heart, absolutely, but at least she didn’t have to Watch him go. but losing bash…that was like having the broken bits of her heart torn right out of her chest in front of everybody gathered. all of that pain and grief she’d been ignoring was brought to the surface and then promptly doubled in an instant, causing her to seriously wish she’d succumbed to the ritual as well because she didn’t know how to handle it. didn’t want to handle it and still doesn't, really.

LUCINDA — gotta be the night of the house fire in fernweh, i haven’t given her any sort of pain in other verses yet lmao. it was all shocking at the time—she’d been a little too…disconnected from the world to process any fear—but with time, the memories became upsetting. hurtful. being torn away from her best friend without the chance of a goodbye, learning that her home and parents had perished in some devastating fire, then being stuck with her grandfather who had changed so much in his paranoia that she could hardly recognize him. it was the type of lonely that left her with a heavy ache for years after, and can sometimes still feel fresh if she gets too lost in the past.

🍰: What's something your OC counts as unforgivable?

RIYA — it’s the way i’ve had days and still don’t have an answer to this one for riya. i refuse to struggle over it tho so unfortunately this is gonna go blank. choose your own adventure, whatever you think is probably accurate lmao

LUCINDA — a betrayal of trust. you can get yourself into some rather vulnerable positions (sometimes even scary ones) when trusting somebody and having that bond broken opens you up to a world of hurt. she’s experienced the feeling of it at least once through her use of psychometry and would very much prefer to never go through it herself, thank you.

🍻: What's your OC's favourite comfort ritual? How do they calm themselves down after a rough day?

RIYA — for years and years, it's been taking a laughably long bath. spruced up to varying degrees based on how dreadful she's feeling that day (mother made sure she always had access to whatever oils, salts, flowers, herbs, etc etc that she'd want to toss in), but her use of magic to keep the water hot for as long as she wanted was a constant. that took a lot of practice, though she'd never admit it to anyone because it's embarrassing to explain how she struggled to perfect such a small magical effect without a focus.

LUCINDA — truly nothing tops settling into a comfortable space with a good book and lovely candle for her. it's easier to stay grounded and focus on calming herself when there's a consistent scent to breathe in and a compelling text to keep her attention.

#ch: valeriya de clairmont #thank uuu!!! xx #ch: lucinda armitage

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s2ep12 sapotis

i actually think how they defeated the akuma was really clever, and it actually had chat noir's power be useful. and i thought it was funny the only time plagg wants to do his job is when his cheese is in danger. but that's all the praise i will give it.

i think that introducing new miraculous and new superheroes in this way is clumsy and doesn't make a lot of sense.

first of all, why didn't we spend any time with marinette and master fu as he taught her about the miraculous in the miracle box and what their powers granted?

bc it really breaks that suspension of disbelief when marinette goes to master fu and he asks her to choose from what, like 20 different miraculous that we, the audience, know nothing about and assume that she knows all of their super powers when we didn't see it. i'm not saying they have to spoil the surprise of the superpowers each one grants, but they could've at least shown us a montage of marinette learning about them so we have some knowledge that she did spend time learning more about miraculous.

then there's a line from chat noir talking to rena rouge about her superpower, as if he suddenly knows, too, when he actually knows way less than marinette. bc he doesn't even know master fu exists, and for some strange reason, master fu doesn't decide to let him in on the secret until he threatens to not save paris. yknow, his job. tho that's a spoiler for a later episode, so i digress. the line just struck me as very strange, considering he doesn't know much of anything.

i'm surprised he didn't react more to the fact that ladybug said she had a plan and came back with a new superhero, or the fact that there are more miraculous that ladybug clearly knows about but that chat noir doesn't. that seems really inconsistent, given the later stink he makes about not knowing what ladybug does.

i also really hate how inconsistent their changing back is. bc they say a few minutes, but way more than just a few pass by the time they do. and when they say they do, and when their miraculous starts beeping also seems very inconsistent and solely plot-driven. whatever is the most dramatic.

the whole convo between chat noir and rena rouge about it is also really weird? like why go over the fact that she's going to change back soon when we already know this? why should the audience assume that her miraculous works any differently than ladybug and chat noir's? why couldn't they have skipped over her worry about changing back and just dove right into her not revealing who she was to chat noir?

speaking of rena rouge, i think it was a really bad way to introduce more miraculous and new supers. bc i feel like if a teen were given a magical item that turned them into a superhero, they would need way more time to adjust than a few seconds. ladybug didn't even tell alya what her power does, she just took off. she said she'd explain along the way but we never actually get any of that on screen?

also the fact that the perils of paris have to come to a screeching halt just to introduce a new super is extremely clumsy and awkward. you can't halt your action to introduce a new super! you need to do that sooner! it's just a bad set-up all around.

the fact that master fu is hesitant to give out more than two, which is strange in and of itself, considering he handed out the two most powerful. like yes, you need ladybug at the very least to cleanse the akuma, but like if you're so worried about that, why give the two most powerful out? especially the two ones that when combined will grant someone's wish regardless of the laws of the universe? bc they're supposed to balance each other out? ladybug can't work without the black cat? we've already seen she can, so that's a moot point.

and why would hawkmoth care that there are more miraculous in the city. only the ladybug and black cat miraculous can grant his wish right? why does having a guardian in the city so important to him?

not to mention, this further provides evidence they designed hawkmoth as a villain before designing the butterfly miraculous. bc ladybug's cleansing power relies on butterflies to cleanse in the first place.

i got off on a tangent, but the whole set-up is a house of cards. you examine it too closely and the whole thing comes tumbling down.

master fu is hesitant to give out more miraculous, so if ladybug needs help, it forces her to go to him in the middle of a battle to get another one, then she has to take the time to find a temporary super, then they have to make it back to chat noir. like that's just really bad writing, but also really bad logistics within the show itself.

finally, i think it's great that they're trying to incorporate more of alya's heritage into the show, but i find it a little suspicious that not only do all the sources i find about the sapotis lead back to this episode specifically, but also that the sapotis multiply after eating, which reminded me of an older movie made in hollywood called "gremlins." like i guess it's fine to reference a movie like that, but why butcher a creole fable to do it? esp bc i also found a tweet from the creator where he goes, "yes it's definitely a creole fable! i can't provide a source! but i'm sure fans from overseas can give better context."

like obvi, as a white man, he can't exactly speak on creole myths and fables, and i certainly don't want him to. but like can he at least show he did some research on them, actually? can he show he put some care into this episode? show that he like, actually did the work? like he could've at least said, "yeah, i read it in this book or article on this website [link or source]. and i spoke with some ppl from that area/culture about it. and i highly recommend you look these resources up, and find some of your own too! as this is not something i can talk about in-depth." and then like, invite fans from that culture to talk more about it in a thread or the comments or whatever it is they call it on twitter.

like it's really not that hard.

i did find someone on tumblr find some resources about it, though. and i will link that here. it's late and i can't verify these sources on my own. but maybe i'll come back to it if i plan to make this rewatch into something bigger like a deep dive video essay

#chirp.ml #chirp.txt

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𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘 & 𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖔 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖙𝖔 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖊✍ R.C: you mean us? . *those who wish to interact with us 1: no NSFW stuff here please 2: feel free to interact with oc's however you want in whatever tone you want however each one of them have certain ways to react to certain things 3: most of my oc's aren't from random fandoms however some of them are 4: please don't be a creep when interacting 5:feel free to ask just about anything in the ask box however if you're an anon who wants to ask things frequently please name your anon so i can remember so i can call you something (eg.bunny anon, flower anon) 6: on another note, i'm not okay with any racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia or any of these sorts of things and should you support these and interact with me, i will block you 7: i genuinely have no idea what i'm doing so please bare with me for a while and don't make rude comments

Quick little intro here, i'l be going by the name of Blank, and i am the creator of these ocs aswell as this account and while you can rp with me as you would with my ocs i don't really rp as myself so keep in mind that i won't be popping up as much. i'll just be ramshackle's weird 'vice house warden' who can never be found when needed As you could probably tell by rule 3 i'm in multiple fandoms some of those being Genshin, Twisted Wonderland, Demon Slayer, Apothecary Diaries, HxH and few others, however i've only put ocs in a few fandoms (eg. Twisted Wonderland and Demon Slayer) a list of ocs so far has already been added so feel free to read through that and ask the questions you want feel free to dm me or tag me, i don't bite R.C: we might tho Dest: what she said Ryuco: no biting R.C: awww :( oc's will text similarly as shown above, with their names labled and with a specific colour that matches the fandom (blue: don't belong to a fandom. green: Twisted Wonderland. orange: HxH, Purple: canon characters) (also when i say dragonborn i don't mean them actual canonical dragonborn. in this au, it's similar to dragon fae however dragonborn have more draconic features in their 'human' form and they prefer to be in their dragon form. they also have better control over certain elements and magic according to their species as well as slightly more draconic behaviors and instincts)

𝑶𝒄𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒓:

𝚁.𝙲 Name: ℝ𝕒𝕚 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕠 R.C Nicknames: trash panda, racoon Gender: female Species: racoon beastwoman Grade/Class: first year, B-07 Birthday: April 6 Age: 17 Height: 171 cm Dominant hand: right Homeland: ҉A҉҉z҉҉u҉҉r҉҉e҉ ҉E҉҉m҉҉p҉҉i҉҉r҉҉e҉ not of this world Club: mountain lovers club Best Subject: animal languages Hobbies: collecting shiny things, watching and caring for racoons Pet Peeves: boredom/being bored Least Favorite Food: none(?) Likes: racoons, pranks, games Dislikes: long high pitched noises Talent: making jewelry from random things

R.C is a mischievous person who's definitely on the extroverted side trying to get to know those who catch her interest as best as she can. She's a bit of a chaotic person and while those who see her at first don't think she'd be one to get serious, she can and she will when she needs to. How she actually got into school is a mystery since she seemed to have appeared out of nowhere (it caused quite a few rumors that R.C enjoyed hearing for the drama) but she did and now stays at the Ramshackle Dormitory with Yuu(my au) and his friends. She's easy going and doesn't like too much trouble, always with a grinning look on her face that says 'i'm here for the chaos'. Other than that she loves to spend time with her familiar Gremlin, a racoon with a red bandana and very good understanding of human speech. R.C: Ryuco can't find Dest, Yuu(my au) is dealing with the braincell squad and i'm free to play pra- *get lightly hit by Gremlin* Hey! i thought you were on my side!

Dest Name: Dest Cloverfield Gender: female Species: Luck dragon-born Grade/Class: first year, A-09, part time teachers assistant Birthday: May 15 Age: ??? Height: 163 cm Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous Homeland: ҉E҉҉n҉҉g҉҉l҉҉a҉҉n҉҉d҉ not of this world Club: none Best Subject: art Hobbies: sleeping, hoarding collecting, drawing Pet Peeves: height Least Favorite Food: eggs Likes: clovers, soft things, marshmallows Dislikes: being woken up, dust Talent: acting

Despite some seeing her as lazy, Dest is actually very active around certain people she likes. Dest has been best friends with Yuu(my au) and Ryuco since she was little and they've been stuck together by the hip since (Ryuco and Dest had a breakdown when they couldn't find Yuu(my au) when he first came to Twisted Wonderland). She keeps some of her draconic features (eg. scales in certain places, slit pupils, fangs) out instead of hiding them however many mistake her as some sort of dog beastwoman due too the floppy dog like ears and the fluff ended furry tail. Dest is a cinnamon roll who loves being in her full dragon form in her freetime, often going on for a fly around campus or just to sleep more comfortably in the Ramshackle attic (which she had claimed as her 'room'). She has a slightly playful way of going about things like a nervous kitten and feels more at ease around other draconic people be it fae, or dragonborn. Despite looking like a fully capable teenager, Dest is actually still considered a hatchling just barely at fletching stage (meaning she's a child in the eyes of other dragonborn and maybe fae) leading to Ryuco being extremely overprotective when she's out of Ramshackle. Dest: Ugh, we have class already? guess i gotta go hide from Yuu(my au) and Ryuco again...

Ryuco Name: Ryuco Nox Gender: male Species: storm dragonborn Grade/class: second year, E-011 Birthday: November 3 Age: ??? Height: 195 cm Dominant Hand: right Homeland: ҉E҉҉n҉҉g҉҉l҉҉a҉҉n҉҉d҉ not of this world Club: Magift Best Subject: Potions Hobbies: flying, racing Pet Peeves: leaving cabinets or doors open Least Favorite Food: nothing (for now) Likes: meerkats, cloud gazing Dislikes: very large crowds Talent: making realistic owl noises

Ryuco is a gentle giant putting on a tough act when in reality he's a big softie around those he cares for. He acts serious quite alot however he tries to be more relaxed and open around those he trusts. He's also basically the other babysitter of the ramshackle dorm students alongside Yuu(my au) and spends the majority of his free time making sure that everyone is behaving and doing well. He doesn't like the idea of leaving Dest alone due to her still being rather young but entrusts her to Yuu(my au) when he has to leave. Similarly to Dest he also prefers to have his draconic features (straight white horns, scaly wing tipped tail, slit pupils) out however having two pairs of wings can cause problems in small spaces. He likes to use his tail to wack students on the head when they annoy him too much. Ryuco: So you wish to know more about the ramshackle students. Well, all i can say is you've come to the right place

Shiloh Name: Shiloh loch Gender: male Species: kelpie Grade/class: second year, C-016 Birthday: April 17 Age: 18 (got held back a year) Height: 178 cm Dominant Hand: right Homeland: ҉E҉҉n҉҉g҉҉l҉҉a҉҉n҉҉d҉ not of this world Shaftlands Club: none Best Subject: P.E Hobbies: swimming, scaring students by pretending to be a normal horse, collecting things Pet Peeves: boredom, people assuming he eats humans Least Favorite Food: nothing (for now) Likes: shells, pictures of water, water, Dislikes: anything that would tie him down. chains, ropes, etc Talent: finding cool napping and resting locations out of nowhere

Shiloh is a person who comes of to people as calm, quiet and well reserved when in reality he can actually get quite cocky and bold when people challenge him. he hates having things tying him down, schedules included, hence the reason he was held back a year. Shiloh, like the Ramshackle students is infact from a different world, more specifically, the world Yuu comes from. However he was transported to Twisted Wonderland earlier, three years having past by in Twisted Wonderland and only a few months having passed by in Yuu's world. He likes to say that he's not as bad as he used to be however he still acts like a possibly over confident colt when people challenge him. He has yet to find anyone who has won against him whether in human form or in his kelpie form. Shiloh has also not yet come across someone who has actually 'broken' him, only having attempts from a few Savannaclaw and Octavinelle students (they all failed).

Shiloh: why do i have such sharp teeth? why do you ask? do they perhaps make you nervous? don't believe every myth that you read, alot of them are false.........you just have to figure out which ones

#oc #rules #guide #random #random shit #twst oc #oc list #twst wonder #draconic

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That's Not Yours

Very trigger light, mentions of sex, but a moment of blood drinking. Fair warning tho, ya gotta read the earlier chapter or you won't understand what's up with my weird magic items.

Things had been largely peaceful for a moment. Keya and her companions settled into camp just across from the last light inn and took some time to find their bearings in this cursed place. The judgment could be made that Astarion and Keya were letting themselves get distracted in eachother, often carrying on together in the early morning and late into the night. But there were perks to only needing four hours rest and they'd earned it.

One unsettling thing badgered at Keya though, the drow woman. She appeared wherever they went and watched them blatantly. The hungry way she looked at Astarion was especially bothersome, even more so when she realized that it unsettled him as well. No, if they were to accomplish anything, this issue needed to be delt with.

Hoping for a peaceful resolution but not counting on it, she sought out Karlach. Her non-judgmental support had been an amazing gift that Keya relied upon often. "Will you come along with me love? Nothing to exciting, I just need to figure out that woman who's been making eyes at us."

The large tiefling drained her ale and stood, shaking the ache from her shoulders. "No problem. She's been givin me the creeps to be honest."

Astarion, of course, appeared by her side like a shadow as she made ready to leave. It had become their comfortable custom, giving eachother space in their relatively safe camp, surrounded by their friends, but neither ventured far without the other. Exception being when they curled into the often-laundered bedrolls and blankets that they shared.

She set off to seek out the woman, expecting it to be easy, having seen her everywhere around the towers since they arrived. But it took longer than she'd thought. She tried so hard to set aside the bias she knew she held against their kind, but when they acted so untrustworthy...

Finally though, they found her. Surrounded by an assortment of laboratory equipment, all dingy, wreaking of stale blood and an odd electric smell. She caught how Astarion wrinkled his nose momentarily before composing himself.

The drow lit up upon seeing them enter the dank chamber. "Oh, hello." She gestured broadly around her, "Welcome. I am Araj Oblodra, trader in blood and the sanguinous arts. It is a pleasure to stand before a True Soul." Her eyes ran over Astarion, hunger plainly visible, "and your pale companion."

Keya was quiet as an unfamiliar sensation occurred to her. Disgust, but not her own. She knew instinctively that it was his. An odd effect of their artifacts, perhaps, allowing strong emotion to bleed over into eachother.

Had her silence become awkward, she worried. She hurried to correct it. "No need for True Soul reverence, I am Lorsha Athelmīr." She hid her shock and disgust as her "proper" name fell from her lips instead of her real one. Some kind of zone of truth fuckery. That had been why they couldn't find her. She wanted them here.

Her smile was wicked, her plan already baring fruit. "I'd like to offer my services, if you're willing." She held a syringe already and her words were heavy with more magic. She expected compliance and Keyas mind felt sluggish, amicable.

A swell of possessive anger in her mind blew the fog away just as Keya went to consent and hold out her arm. Her connection of Astarion felt palpable, she felt it reeling her mind back from the spell. Saving her. The idea of sharing her blood in general revolted him, and with this creature even more so.

Services, of course not. She'd been raised on cautionary tales about fools that sought help from the twisted magics of the drow. Maidens wishing to improve their beauty made into beautiful specimens of drider. Warriors seeking strength in battle given volatile augmentation they drove them mad, turned against their allies.

No. She held on the thread of civility as best she could by brushing the question and attempted compulsion aside unanswered. She moved pointedly right to the heart of the matter. "What is your interest in my pale lover?" She let the last word fall heavily, intending it to sting. Astarion looked like he straightened himself, preening slightly. Karlach seemed to stifle a laugh.

If Keya side stepping the magic daunted her, she didn't show it. "He's a vampire, no? One of their spawn at least." She didn't seem bothered by the revelation, and that was sufficient cause for alarm.

While Keya was still staggered by the incursion into her mind, Astarion played at being unfazed effortlessly. He responded quickly "Don't worry, we're all friends under the Absolute." With a charming smile, "I won't bite."

"Oh, I'd prefer if you did." She responded cooly, eying him like a piece of meat. She regarded Keya again, "I assume he belongs to you?" As though she were discussing a horse or a rug.

She felt a tremble of fear from Astarion, clear as day, and her body responded without thought. She shifted her weight to one heel, poised to defend him. "Yes. All mine." She spoke with resolution. Her smile had turned wolfish, more a show of teeth than a show of friendliness. Her grasp on civility was wearing incredibly thin, but she held on tight.

"Well I hope you don't mind sharing him for just a minute." The way Araj laughed as she spoke grated on her. "Do you have a name spawn?"

Keya felt a pang of shame over their bond. She had a sickening awareness of how his gut clenched, being addressed as such.

"A-Astarion, but hold on-" He sounded off balance, fear threatening at the edges of his voice.

She cut him off, "Good. Now, Astarion," the lust that dripped from her tone made him recoil more into himself and Keya balled her hand into a fist at the feeling. "I've dreamed of being bitten by a vampire since I was a young girl."

As Keya wrestled her own jealousy and anger, she realized she recognized the feeling he shared in their bond now. She hadn't known why, but she'd felt it when she woke to Astarion having a nightmare.

"I'm sorry," he stuttered, incredulous. "You want to be bitten?

"To feel your life's blood slipping away? To dance on the edge between life and death? Yes, I want it." Having played on that edge, Keya understood this explanation. But not like this. This wasn't how it worked to surrender oneself to the hungers of another. Araj only cared for her own lustful needs.

"I'd even compensate you," she continued, mostly addressing Keya now. "A potion of legendary power that forever increases the strength of the one who consumes it."

At the mention of compensation, she felt a shift. His fear fell... toward her? Was he really worried she would ask him to do this against his will? She didn't even hear the rest of Arajs prattling, turning toward him, carefully keeping the drow in her periphery.

He caught her eye and found her concern. It seemed to bolster him. "I will have to..." He faltered, looking to her for reassurance again. "Decline."

Arajs face fell, disgusted. "Excuse me? This is a once in a lifetime opportunity and you're squandering it."

Keya faced her fully now, glaring daggers. Karlach took a couple steps closer, perhaps over eager to intercede.

"I've given you my answer." He sneered forcefully. Keya could tell it was a false bravado but gave no tell.

She addressed Keya again, oblivious to the fact that her forced smile held much more danger than pleasant disarmament now. "Can't you talk some sense into your obstinate charge?"

"He said no. There is nothing more to discuss." She responded flatly. Her hand rested on her wrist sheath, unsure if she wanted this to end here and now or in five minutes with Araj bleeding on the ground. She made up her mind when she felt Astarions relief. No, she just wanted to get him away from here.

"How very disappointing." She began to advance toward Astarion, continuing. "A lowly spawn should seek every-"

She was cut off as Keya stepped between them. In the sudden silence, everyone could hear the ominous hiss of her dagger leaving its sheath. Her body was still as a statue as she stared down the drow.

"He said," She spoke slowly, enunciation each sylable with care. "No." Her eyes narrowed and she looked the other woman up and down preformativly. She continued in a hissed whisper. "Besides, why would he want the likes of you when he can sup on me every single night?"

With an angry howl, the drow rushed toward her. She tried to duck her swing only to be wrenched upward by her hair. Nails like talons dug into her arm and scratched their way down to her blade, wrestling it out of her hand.

As she struggled to grab it back, she felt a searing pain in her palm and a pair of strong cold arms pulling her away. As her palm grew warm, she realized she was bleeding. Not badly, barely a graze. She strained against Astarion, trying to get free, to keep fighting, to beat the smug look off the vile creatures face with her bare hands.

Karlach picked Araj up by her tunic as though she were a small child and moved between them. "Calm down now, there's no need to fight." She set the drow down just a pace away but held her place between them.

Araj steadied herself against her worktable and looked down at the dagger she had in her hand. "No," she responded smuggely. "I suppose there isn't anymore." She turned the blade in the light, inspecting the crimson smeared down the side of it. Like a trophy.

Finally settling into his grasp, Keya felt a burning sense of possessiveness from him. He glared up at the woman, the anger in his eyes something feral. She responded spitefully, turning her face up into his and kissing his cheek softly. She held her bleeding palm up, offering it wordlessly.

She felt his low laugh, enjoying the way her wicked little mind worked. Cupping her offered hand in his own, he brought it to his lips. He licked from the finger where it dripped to the wound itself. Slowly, savoring. Letting himself moan in appreciation.

Karlach did not not suppress her giggle this time. "Cmon lovebirds," she walked past them to the door and waved for them to follow. "I'm not breaking up any more fights tonight."

Keya kissed his bloody lips one more time before she stood. They entwined their hands and began to walk away but Astarion stopped just short of the door as a thought occurred to him.

"Just a moment," he said quietly. "I want to try something." He turned back to the room and held up his ringed hand. With the slightest beckoning gesture, he felt it warm around his finger and watched as the blood lifted away from the blade. As if carried by a supernatural wind, it floated gently toward him. There wasn't much, just enough to coat his finger tip. But that would've been enough for her to preform her strange alchemy upon it.

"That's not yours." He stated simply before sucking it from his finger with a smile.

#astarion #astarion x oc #rewriting cutscenes until xbox gets their shit together #where's the rest of it?#its in tonight's writing fit

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Was that [HALLE BAILEY]? Oh no no, that was just [CHRISSY CUNNINGHAM], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [STRANGER THINGS]. They are [EIGHTEEN] years old, use [SHE/HER], and [ARE] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here

she’s been here for almost two years.

what is your character’s job

she works in a coffee shop part time, the other half of the time she’s studying dance at college.

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom

from after her death!

has any magic affected your character

nope!

and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know!!

chrissy wake up !! i don’t like this !!! oop, but hello friends, this is chrissy aka the best baby who deserved better !!

she grew up in hawkins with her parents and her younger brother

her life was p normal through middle school, but things started to change throughout high school, where she became popular and a cheerleader, which added pressure onto her to be perfect.

most of the time no one would be able to tell that there was anything wrong with her, but chrissy really struggled with everything, especially her image which eventually led her to having an eating disorder,, which her mother did not help.

her mother was part of the route of her problems, constantly nitpicking her appearance and telling her things that were drilled into her head.

this continued up until her death, but she was speaking to the school councillor, which didn’t help much.

when she started dating jason, she really liked him, but as she grew older, they began to drift apart and she felt like she couldn’t tell him or any of her other friends anything, which left her feeling really isolated in her own mind.

when her problems got worse, she had initially brushed off the headaches off and the nose bleeds, but they started to get worse and her nightmares left her feeling drained.

she started to hear and see things that no one else could, which lft her terrified that she was losing her mind and turned her towards drugs.

which is where she met eddie in the woods after school and eventually asked him for something stronger than weed.

chrissy wishes sometimes that she didn’t remember what happened to her, her life would much easier if she didn’t remember her death, but she fortuneteller does and it still haunts her.

here in dc

chrissy was p messed up when she first came to the city ?? but she eventually got some help from a therapist and has managed to somewhat go back to normal, not her fake normal, her real normal.

she’s started to heal herself from the emotional abuse that her mother put her through and started working through her trauma from her death, but she still has days where things are really bad.

she’s started going to college for dance, since she never really got to graduate high school, so she decided to go and do something that she’s good at and she works part time in a coffee shop near her apartment.

part of her is relieved that jason or any of her friends aren’t here ?? or even any of her family, tho she misses them, it’s easy for her to just breathe here and just be herself without having to keep the title of ‘queen of hawkins high’ up.

she’s actually much happier here in dc, though she does have some issues, they’re not nearly as bad as she had been in the past.

possible wanted connections:

friends: her friends from home weren’t exactly the greatest, so her having some nice friends here in the city would be good for her, people to go shopping with, to go for coffee with and just all of the bestie vibez that are cute as well.

people she attends college with: give her some other dancer friends pls :)

exes: maybe people that she'd dated for a while but it didn't end up working out ???? could still be friends or could hate each other lmaooo

#hw: intro #therapy mention tw #abuse mention tw #death mention tw #murder mention tw #eating disorder tw #drug mention tw #mental abuse tw #mental health mention tw

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