AHH

Anon said: Are you still into krbk? I noticed you haven't draw them a lot recently (I don't mean to pressure you, I was just wondering)

I still very much am!!! but a convergence of unrelated happenings (my focus being unusually scattered, lack of general motivation, them not having interacted much in the manga lately, my having pulled out of the fandom a little for a bunch of reasons, having gotten into a lot of new things I want to make a lot of stuff for ??) had my output of stuff for them/inspiration related to them die down a lot ): I miss them though, I should fill a page with doodles of them one of these days... well, I haven’t drawn much in genereal lately, so maybe let’s start first with fixing that haha

Anon said: Fun Fact : In smash bros ultimate there are spirits with octopath traveler and they're in pairs and guess what ? Alfyn and Therion are together :3

I KNOW!!!!!! It makes me so emo I’m a bundle of feelings they’re soulmates I tell youuuuuuuuuuu ;;A;; (little inconsequential things making me a mess, what’s new xD) - another fun fact is that h’aanit and ophilia share one too!! and I ship them too!! and cyrus and tressa share one as well, and they’re my brother’s mains in his save! A series of delightful little coincidences haha

Anon said: Will you be drawing more Jujutsu Kaisen? I love your art sm and I would love to see more!!!!

Right now I feel like I want to spend the next ten years drawing these kids, so I sure hope so! But as I said my focus has been very scattered for the past three or so months, so I can’t promise anything ): let’s both enjoy it while it lasts haha

Anon said: You are my emotional support artist. I check back every once and a while and BOOM. Serotonin.

You’re too kind!!!! But thank you, I’m glad I can make you feel better! :D

Anon said: i'm super new to your art (and mha) and i just wanted to say your krbk stuff is just !!!!!!! it makes me so happy and makes my poor jaded heart feel something and it's just all around incredible!!!

Thank you so much!!!!!!!!!! I’m glad you like my way of portraying the kids!!!!

Anon said: I’m about to cry I’ve spent an hour looking though your bnha tag for that lil comic where Kiri hugs Baku and. It. Sent. Me. Back. To. The. Top. I didn’t even get to finish reading it. I’m so upset. So. So. So. Upset.

(same) Anon said: OH MY GOSH IT KEEPS SENDING ME TO THE TOO I HATE MOBILE AND LOVE YOU I LVOE YOU BUT THIS WEBSITE IS K I L L I N G ME I JIST WANNA SEE WHAT HAPPENS AS KIRI ATTEMPTS TO HUG BAKUGOU BUT NOOOO, AN HOUR OF MY TIME ISNT ENOUGH SAYS THE TIME STEALER

(samesame) Anon said: I. Found the hug thing. On Pinterest. In. Five. Seconds. I hate life but also it was really cute. Thank you but seriously I hate this website

The saga hahaha sorry anon I couldn’t get to you before you went out of your mind trying to find it, I got the asks in the middle of the night! Glad you could find it, though I’m kinda sad you had to look on pinterest for it (...sad it is on pinterest at all tbh) here it is anyway, if this is the one you were talking about! you really went back in the years for this one huh

Anon said: So for that thing that you made a w h i l e ago where Bakugou ruffles Kirishima’s hair, right? So I imagine Kiri is like w h a t and calls over Mina or Denki or Sero or all of them or something like that and tells them and is freaking out and they’re like “he wasn’t in the right mindset, you know he sleeps at 8:32” and make a joke out of it as Kiri is freaking out. And Kiri is freaking out soooo much as they are crying laughing on the floor at Bakugou’s sleeping schedule.

hahaha I’m sure he must have freaked out on them at some point after that, and bakugou must have done the same (probably with jirou, less likely but more hilarious with todoroki or tokoyami haha) - though, the original idea came from a bigger one where the scene in the comic didn’t bring them anywhere closer to getting together (or figuring out they’re into each other, for the matter lmao idiots) maybe one day I’ll get back on that >:]

Anon said: In your comments, you said “at this point my hands will never forget” and I had a nozaki-kun memory float into my head, imagining him sick and trying to make his deadline xD yes muscle memory

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! anon you have no idea how often I think about that hahaha yes, I say my hands won’t forget but we all know that’s exactly how it’ll end at some point lol

Anon said: dang this happens all the time like I follow someone for their bnha content and then like two months after following them I find out they used to make yowapeda content and im just sitting their like dang thats wild because bnha and yowapeda are like the only two animes I watch

ANON!!!! HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Always so nice to find other ywpd fans!!!!!!!! Sorry I’m not making art for it anymore (for now) but despite my sister insisting I read the manga already I’ve been putting it off......for years lol but it’s on my reading list!! So maybe I’ll get back on it at some point!

Anon said: FRAN!!!!!! i love ur art so much and im trying to buy ur products on redbubble and i geniunely cant decide what to get!!!!! i tired asking my friend but she doesnt know which one either hahahahhahah ig i just wanted to send this because i really appreciate u and u are very talented. im sending u lots of high vibrations and love❤️🧡

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!! It means so much to me that you guys are still buying my stuff (TTATT) I should...........seriously update it..........gomen m(._.)m

Anon said:YES YES YEEES MORE ALFYON ON THE WAYYYYYY 💖💖💖💖💖 They're both the cutest really their ship is the beeest  Try reading some the alfyon fanfics if you have some time, they're really good ! The one i really recommend you is Crismonberries, blackberries by court_court on Ao3 !Your art is the best ever can't wait to see more octopath !!💖💖💖

Anon thank you SO MUCH for suggesting that fic to me I!!!!!!!!!!!! loved it so much I deep-dived into it and spent two straight days reading it it’s such a gem!!!!! ;;; bless you

Anon said: Have you watched Fullmetal Alchemist?

Hell yeah! Only Brotherhood though. I read the manga too tho!!

Anon said: Have you read Noragami? It’s one of my favourite manga, and the anime isn’t half bad either (still waiting for s3 tho lol) anyway it’s really good, concept-wise it’s similar to Soul Eater, I totally recommend

I watched the first season back when it aired! It’s not really my thing though ): feels a bit sad in that very specific way that always ends up just making me miserable as I keep reading............................... sorry

Anon said: I will never not be in love with your art. Everytime I'm feeling down and/or missing the boys I scroll through your krbk tag and it reminds me exactly of why I love them so much and I'm so thankful for that. Your brand of krbks is the one I love the most and honestly thank you so much for all your marvelous art of them and of other things as well because you art is just so pretty and I love seeing your ocs and other fandom art 💕💕💕

Anon I love you......................... ;;;;; thank you so much, you have no idea how much this means to me (oTT^TT)o<3

Hey you, what’s your dream?

Pairing: platonic!oc x ot7

Details: manager!oc, predebut/idolverse, partial BTS World!verse

Summary: Aviva struggles to keep up with all of her new responsibilities as a manager.

Warnings: This is a fictional story based on real events. The characters presented here are not the same as their real life counterparts. [Masterlist]

Track 9: New Responsibilities

Responsibilities- Thane, Anderson .Paak, BJ the Chicago Kid

“I ain't stressin' bout the future, take it day to day

It's a marathon baby I'm just learnin' the pace”

Aviva stared around at the graffiti on the walls of the private space she had rented for their first dance practice. It wasn’t much, but…

“Siljangnim?” Hoseok called out.

“Hobi!” She called back. “Stop calling me that!”

“But, you are our manager,” he said simply.

She blinked.

“Ah. Right.” She grimaced. He laughed.

“Did you forget?”

“No, I just… you could at least use ‘maenijeo’...” She raised an eyebrow at him. “Or should I call you Jung Hoseok-ssi all the time?”

He rolled his eyes at her formal address.

“Now you’re just making it weird... Have you heard anything from Jungkookie or Jiminie? I texted them, but they haven’t responded.”

She chewed her lip. “They’re not responding to me. Jungkook-ah always showed up to practice on time when I was with him in LA, but I haven’t worked with Jimin-ah that closely yet.” She looked at Taehyung. “What’s his work ethic like?”

Taehyung hummed. “Jiminie works very hard… but he also has trouble sleeping sometimes.”

“That’s understandable,” Yoongi thought.

Jin clicked his tongue. “Kids these days.”

Everyone laughed, although Aviva’s laugh was a little restrained.

“We’re almost out of time for the practice space,” she said worriedly. “Should I book another slot…?”

“Do we have the budget for that?” Yoongi asked bluntly. Aviva sighed.

“I guess we should start the practice without them.” She turned to Namjoon. “Namjoon-ah, you said you had some music you wanted to share with everyone?”

“Yeah.” He popped a CD into the player on the floor.

Taehyung bobbed along to the music. Jin made an uncertain face. Yoongi started arguing about the merits of local artists over international ones.

“Look, we can listen to both,” Aviva said, trying to calm them down.

“Yes, but the order we listen to them is important,” Yoongi insisted. Aviva massaged her furrowed brow.

“Listen, Yoongi-oppa—”

“I’m sorry I’m late,” Jungkook said, looking exhausted as he and Jimin walked into the room. They looked more than exhausted, they looked about ready to cry.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” Aviva asked worriedly. “Are you okay?”

“We weren’t trying to be late…” Jimin said.

“That’s all okay!” Taehyung said cheerfully. “Come in, my friends!”

“You could’ve let us know that you were going to be late,” Hoseok commented.

“We were too freaked out to think about that,” Jungkook said.

“Freaked out about what?” Aviva pressed.

“You should have called to be considerate,” Jin agreed with Hoseok. “There were a lot of people waiting on the two of you.”

“Hey, it’s only one tardy! Let’s just let this one slide!” Taehyung suggested, smiling brightly. Aviva nodded thoughtfully.

“Only one tardy?” Yoongi said, giving them a cold look. He crossed his arms over his chest. “We’re not here to play around. Whether you meant to be late or not, you have obligations to the group.”

“I agree with Yoongi-hyung,” Namjoon said, crossing his arms too. “You don’t succeed in this industry with just hard work alone.” He sighed. “I’m disappointed. I thought you both were more dedicated to this group. Do you really want to be here?”

“Hyung… how can you…” Jimin was now unmistakably teary eyed. “How can you doubt something like that?” Jungkook patted him on the back, leading him to sit down. Jimin took deep breaths. Aviva frowned, noting the bloody stain on the knee of Jimin’s pants.

“Jimin-ah…” She kneeled down in front of him. “Tell me what happened—how did you hurt your knee?” A few of the older boys made noises of surprise behind her.

“I waited so long for our first practice,” Jimin said. “I was so excited I ran here. But I was dumb and fell down a flight of stairs…”

“I had to convince Jimin-hyung to go to the hospital, that’s why I didn’t think to call,” Jungkook explained.

“Hey, I’ve been excited too,” Aviva told him. “It’s not your fault you fell over—Namjoon-ah does stuff like that all the time.”

“Yah!” Namjoon cleared his throat, his face pink. Jimin laughed a bit, his tears interrupted.

“But I’m glad Jungkookie convinced you to go to the hospital,” Aviva continued speaking to Jimin, ignoring Namjoon. “What did they say?”

“They said it’s fine. Just disinfected it, and gave me a Band-Aid, but it’s coming off already…” Jimin frowned at his knee.

“Oh, I’ve got Band-Aids!” Aviva said, popping up and running over to her bag.

Namjoon chuckled. “You’re just as clumsy as I am, Avi-yah.”

“I’m not,” she disagreed, handing Jimin the Band-Aid. “Does it hurt, Jimin-ah? Do you need anything else?”

“No.” He smiled at her. “The Band-Aid’s enough. Thanks for worrying about me, manager-nim.” He took her hands in his. “But you keep up your health too, okay? Don’t overwork yourself.”

Namjoon frowned slightly as he watched them.

A couple of days passed, and Aviva was still worried about the group dynamic. They kept arguing about small things, like who should change the water cooler. Such arguments were bound to happen, Aviva figured, but the boys seemed to be disproportionately angry in relation to the issue.

Jin and Jimin were refusing to speak to each other, sending Aviva back and forth with messages.

Taehyung interrupted, pointing out that their time slot was over.

Aviva glanced at her phone. “I’m sorry, I’m running late! I need to go, please get home safely, all of you.” She ran out of the room.

That night, the boys accidentally ran into each other in the practice room. The older boys were impressed when they realized the younger boys had been staying late to practice, sleeping over to be able to make the best use of the time.

“Well, that, and we couldn’t find anywhere else to sleep,” Taehyung finished.

Jimin nodded, grimacing.

“You hyungs are still sleeping in the supply closet at the offices?” He wondered.

The rap line trio nodded grimly.

“Usually Avi-yah would’ve realized by now,” Hoseok thought. “Especially when her new office isn’t too far away from the supply closet. Maybe she really is overworked…”

“Is that why Namjoon-hyung lied to her about having found a place to stay?” Taehyung wondered, blinking at him. Namjoon flushed slightly.

“It wasn’t, a lie, exactly.” He ran his hand over his face. “The renovation announcement was so last minute, and she’s got so much on her plate already, I didn’t want her to have to worry about this, so I said I’d take care of it, but I haven’t been able to find a place big enough for all of us, and when she asked, I couldn’t exactly tell her that…” He felt guilt heavy on his chest when he remember how relieved she’d looked when he told her it was all taken care of.

“Look, what’s this?” Taehyung picked something up off the ground.

“It’s Avi-yah’s notebook.” Namjoon took it from him, smiling as he recognized it as one of the many he’d bought for her over the years. He started flipping through it.

“Isn’t that an invasion of privacy, hyung?” Jimin commented.

Namjoon’s smile turned sheepish. “I don’t think she’d mind.”

“She’s always writing in there,” Yoongi said, leaning over to get a look. “What does she write?”

“Um, everything.” Namjoon skimmed over cartoon doodles in the margins and hand drawn marketing graphs. “Our schedules, research on hip hop groups…” He smiled, pointing. “Look, she looked up both the international artists I suggested, and the underground local artists you suggested.”

Yoongi smiled slightly, shaking his head. “She does work hard, that one.”

“Right?” Jin agreed. “She’s only been here for a few years, but she’s already basically fluent in Korean.”

“Still, I bet she misses home sometimes,” Hoseok thought. “Did she seem happier when she was there, Jungkookie?”

“What?” Jungkook flushed. “Um, well, she seemed pretty happy, but she didn’t actually grow up in LA, so, I don’t think that’s… I think she was just happy to be able to speak English so much again, and to see Jenny-ssi.”

Hoseok grinned. “If you and Avi-yah’s little sister get married, maybe she’ll come live here too, and Avi-yah will be happier, and your older sister!”

Jungkook tilted his head. “I wouldn’t mind…” He waved his hand. “Not that I’m saying I’d want to marry Jenny-ssi—we’re not even really dating at this point, more like pen pals?” They all laughed. He huffed. “Anyway, we’ve got off track, we were talking about Aviva-noona.”

“I wouldn’t want her to be my older sister,” Taehyung said quietly.

“I wonder if this is really what she wanted—to manage a group of trainees like us?” Jimin said more loudly as Namjoon gave Taehyung a funny look.

Namjoon flipped through the pages, frowning at the color-coded blocks.

“Hey, Jimin-ah, did you know about this? Is that why you told her not to overwork herself?” He held up the schedule.

“Oh yeah.” Jimin grimaced. “I saw something like that the other day, when I was borrowing a piece of paper.”

“Speak to groups about getting members as featured artists and backup dancers, listen to lectures, hire instructors… and this is all after supervising our practice. How is she doing all of this in one day?” Namjoon shook his head. “When does she have time for sleep?”

“She needs to take better care of herself,” Yoongi thought aloud. Namjoon snorted. Yoongi frowned at him. “What?”

“Are you really the one to be saying that?”

Aviva rushed into the practice room, having gotten the keys from the janitor, after explaining she forgot an important notebook inside.

She felt around the wall for the light switch, but couldn’t find it. She let out a huff of frustration and used her cellphone light instead. She squinted her eyes at an oddly placed plant. Then she heard movement and squeaked, nearly falling over.

“Yah, careful!” A familiar voice called out. Aviva froze up as she felt the warmth of someone’s arms around her, holding her up. “The floor is hard.”

She shivered at his breath in her ear. “…Yoongi?”

“Wow, nice catch!” Another voice said.

“Taehyung-ah?” Aviva recognized his voice as well. She blinked as the lights flickered on. Jungkook and Jimin popped out from behind the suspicious plant Aviva had noted earlier.

“What are you doing here?” Jungkook wondered.

“Are you alright?” Jimin asked concernedly. “Manager-nim, are you hurt?”

“I’m, I’m okay,” she said a little shakily. Namjoon, Hoseok, and Jin came over. Namjoon looked at Yoongi and Aviva and frowned. Hoseok looked back and forth between them and then smirked. “Thanks, Yoongi-oppa… you can let go of me now.”

“Yeah…” He let go slowly, frowning at Taehyung. “Why’d you scare her like that?”

“You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that!” Hoseok agreed. Taehyung pouted, stepping closer to her.

“I was actually trying not to scare you—I thought it would be scary if I was too loud, so I was trying to be sneaky—are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m sure,” she told him. “It’s okay, Taehyung-ah, I just get a little jumpy sometimes.”

“Oh, so you don’t like horror movies?” Taehyung wondered, sounding disappointed.

“Sorry, not really.”

“You don’t have to apologize… I was just hoping we could watch one together.” He sighed, but then quickly recovered his usual charming smile. “What kind of movies do you like?”

“Action,” Hoseok said.

“Mystery,” Yoongi said.

“Fantasy,” Namjoon said. They looked at her.

“I like all of those,” she said.

Taehyung nodded. “We’ll watch one of those instead, okay?”

She blinked at him. “Okay, that sounds good.” She frowned. “Wait a minute, what are all of you doing here at this time of night anyway?” They looked around at each other nervously. “Huh…” She rested her hand on her hip. “It’s nice that you guys appear to be getting along again, but you still haven’t answered my question.”

“Um… I left something here,” Hoseok said slowly.

“Oh yeah?” Aviva said, doubtful. “What did you forget?” Hoseok rubbed his neck. Aviva frowned at the pain patch on his neck, spotting another one on his arm. “Seriously, guys, what’s up?” She looked around the room, spotting a few sleeping bags in the corner. Her eyes widened. “Don’t tell me you’ve been sleeping here?”

“…I mean, it’s the first night for here for some of us,” Hoseok said, cheerfully raising his hand. He chewed at the inside of his cheek. “Though, we were… kinda… sleeping in the storage room before that…”

“…Fuck,” Aviva said.

“Yah!” Jin covered Jungkook’s ears. Jungkook shook him off, grumbling.

Taehyung grinned. “Manager-noona, I’ve never heard you curse before.”

“Yeah, I taught her,” Namjoon said, smiling proudly.

“This is all my fault,” Aviva said, rubbing her temples. “I’m so sorry, Joonie, I shouldn’t have left this all on you. I knew finding a big enough place nearby would be difficult, so I should’ve checked in.”

“Why didn’t you?” Yoongi wondered.

“I’ve been distracted,” she admitted. “But that’s no excuse.” She bowed. “I apologize, it was my responsibility to find you a place to live, and I didn’t.”

“Aw, manager-nim, no need to be so formal,” Jin said, patting her on the back.

She straightened up.

“Right.” She took a deep breath. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Wait!” Namjoon called after her. “Where are you going?”

“I’ve got to find you somewhere to stay—and someone to stay tonight right away!”

“But you’re busy already,” he protested.

“Gone already.” Yoongi grimaced. “She’s quick.”

“That’s why I didn’t want to mention it to her,” Jungkook said, sighing.

Jimin smiled. “I think we’re in good hands.”

“Right?” Taehyung held his hands over his heart. “I’m touched.”

“I found a temporary spot,” she said, later that night. “The commute isn’t bad, and you’ll have access to a backyard, and the living room and kitchen are a little bigger than the last place, but it’s still a one bedroom so you’ll still have to share.” She grimaced. “I’m sorry.”

“I don’t mind!” Taehyung said happily, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. Namjoon crossed his arms over his chest. “We’ve all slept in the same room before. I’m just happy not to have to sleep on the hard floor!”

Aviva shook her head.

“About that, Tae… it isn’t fully furnished either. I got them to throw in two and a half couches—“

“Half a couch?” Jungkook wondered. Hoseok elbowed Jimin.

“That’s for you, little Jiminie.”

Jimin scowled at him.

“So some of you can sleep on those,” Aviva continued, ignoring them. “But I couldn’t find seven beds on such short notice.” Taehyung’s face fell. “I’ve got two sets of bunk beds.”

“Even just that is impressive in a couple of hours,” Namjoon thought.

Taehyung nodded slowly. “…A couch is still better than the floor,” he decided.

“Yeah, at least bring a sleeping bag next time, dummy,” Yoongi muttered.

“Ah, Yoongi-yah cares so much,” Jin said, slapping him on the back. Yoongi frowned at him. Aviva smiled slightly.

“Anyway, I’ll text you guys the address, so feel free to meet me there.”

“Where are you going, noona?” Jungkook wondered. “Don’t you have a lot of other things to do tonight?”

“I finished the meeting, so I’ll postpone the other things,” she said. “The temporary unit I found doesn’t have any food, so I thought I’d grab some groceries for you.”

“We can do it,” Jin said. “Don’t worry, just continue on with your normal schedule.”

She bit her lip. “You’re sure?”

“Yes, yes, I’m sure,” Jin said. “I can make a dish out of anything, I’m not just a pretty face you know.” She laughed. He grinned at her.

“And I like grocery shopping,” Taehyung commented. “It’s like a treasure hunt!”

“Okay, I’ll see you later then.”

“Before you go.” Namjoon held her notebook out to her. “Don’t forget this again.”

“Oh.” She smiled at him. “Thanks, Joonie.” She waved and hurried off again.

“Thanks, Joonie,” Hoseok imitated in a high-pitched voice. “Hmmm… tell me again why you haven’t asked her out?”

Namjoon flushed slightly, crossing his arms over his chest. “What, you mean, besides the fact we could both lose our jobs?”

Hoseok nodded. “Yeah, besides that. People do break the rules and get away with it, you know. If you decide the risk is worth it…”

Namjoon rubbed the back of his neck. “Is it? I mean, we’ve both been working so hard for this debut, should I really throw it all down the drain just because Aviva-yah is so…?” He waved his hands inarticulately.

“Cute?” Taehyung suggested.

Namjoon frowned at him. “That she is!” Hoseok agreed cheerfully. “But Joonie’s acting pretty adorable right now also.”

“Shut up,” Namjoon muttered. “Anyway, even if I’d be willing to risk it, there are other people involved, Hoseok-ah and Yoongi-hyung especially, I wouldn’t want to ruin all your hard work.” Hoseok nodded, thumping him on the back.

Yoongi rolled his eyes.

“Let’s just go to this new place and get some sleep.”

Distant Connection - 8/11

Pairing: Bucky x Harmonia (OC) Warnings: mentions of wicca/witchcraft, mention of parents death, gossiping about main character Summary: After an unknown group of goons took her mom’s life and tried to get her for the dark magic powers she possesses, this untaught witch is saved by the Avengers and brought to the compound where her new life unfolds.

MASTERLIST || Distant Connection Masterlist

There was music on in the whole common area but nobody in-sight. “Friday? Why is there music playing?” A confused Harmony stood in the door. “Mr. Barton left it on a while ago and I turned it down and changed to a more relaxed type. Protocol.” Came back from the AI. “Can I have a dance, lady?” Her favorite deep voice suddenly whispered beside her. “I can’t dance like that.” She giggled but it was too late. He pulled her close to him and started dancing slowly for her to get used to it. “What was that? You can’t dance?” He smiled softly. “I learn fast...but I hate giving control away. Can you blame me?” She smiled with her eyes fixed on his. “Not at all,” he said very softly, almost whispered. There was an extra whirl and she was back where she was before again. “When did you decide to be Prince Charming?” She joked about his charming behavior. “If there’s music playing and I see a pretty girl...I can’t not ask her for a dance. That would just be rude.” he said with the biggest smile splitting his face. “Wish I’d be wearing the right attire for it.” she chuckled at her shorts and sweater outfit. “A pretty woman doesn’t need to wear special clothes to look good,” he said serious and ended with an innocent smile. “Also true. Maybe it’s helping that I stole this from you.” She giggled at the sweater situation. “Did you see what I added to your sketchbook?” He asked giving her another whirl. He had drawn her on the kitchen counter eating pancakes. It was a cute little doodle. The little note under it said “My favorite Avenger. Don’t tell the others!” “It’s adorable. You should start drawing too.” She meant it, he wasn’t bad. “If you model for it. Sure.” His smile was worth a million dollars and he squeezed her waist a little with his metal hand. She knew it was a lot for him to do little gestures like that and gave him a little smile and stood still before he pulled her waist closer to him all the way and closed the distance for a kiss.

“No magic in the common area.” A voice from the door said all of a sudden. Tony. They instantly broke apart and a magic field she had created around them disintegrated. She didn’t do this by choice. It was a protection spell, purple. “Woah.” Came beside her as she looked around herself. “I never did that before. That’s a protection shield,” she mumbled shocked. “Neat,” he commented. “Neat? That’s the only thing that comes to your mind when that thing could’ve even withstood Tony’s blasters probably?” She said fake offended. “I doubt that.” Came from Tony that was sitting on the table by now. “We’ll try it someday.” She dared him before taking James’ hand and dragging him out of the room, into her room. “What the fuck,” she mumbled standing in the middle of her room. “Huh?” He didn’t understand. “I cast a spell without casting a spell. Let me research that,” she said before hurrying to get the books out of her bag. He just sat down on her bed since he knew there was no stopping her when it came to this. She went through multiple pages in multiple books. “A protection spell can be cast without using words. All it needs for a trained witch is the intention and intuition,” she read out loud. “So...you deeply care about me and your soul wants me protected. Am I getting that right?” He asked laying on the edge of the bed with his face to be able to watch her concentrated face. “Yeah, pretty much,” she mumbled and looked up to see a soft smile. “If I could do that I would probably do the same...but I’m not as cool,” he said with a little shrug of his shoulders. “Have you seen yourself using a knife?” She asked seriously shocked at him not thinking his skills were cool. “Yeah, not as cool as magic,” he said chuckling. “Well, yeah. But pretty hot at least.” She gave him a smirk. “You really think you don’t look hot when you do magic stuff? Cause I can tell you...you are. Like, a lot,” he said while she laid down next to him. She intertwined their fingers and whispered into his ear, “Then show me how hot.” He had goosebumps all over his body “Not here,” he mumbled. “No, exactly here. I don’t fucking care.” She was serious. “Damn, you’re getting pretty confident in the last few days,” he said sitting up a bit and smiling at her sitting down on his lap. “Why wouldn’t I?” She smiled and broke the distance between them again. She felt his fingers digging into her thighs and couldn’t hold back the little sound building up in her throat. He loosened the grip a little out of fear of hurting her and started making little circles up and down her thighs while having her hands in his hair. All the 115 beats of her heart per minute were faintly audible to him and gave him an ASMR sensation. He never heard these so close in a positive context outside of saving someone. She moved back a bit and broke the kiss apart breathless. “How do you do it? How am I not feeling any pain from my past when I’m with you?” she asked with a soft smile and a glimmer in her eyes making him feel more alive than ever. “I could ask you the same.” his left hand started cupping her face. It felt weird for him but she blew every doubt away when she leaned into it with a comfortable smile. That was an image he won’t ever forget, something about her feeling so okay with something so out of this world for others. “My Harmony,” he mumbled with the most content smile he had ever smiled. “My safe place.” She smiled but then started giggling, “Sorry, there just isn’t a way to make something romantic out of your name.” “Fair enough...until you have part of it, it just isn’t that romantic.” He chuckled and watched her blush at his little suggestion. Harmony just wanted to answer when there was a knock on her door and they moved apart and fixed their hair before she said, “Who is it?” “Clint. Have you seen my wallet? Lost it somewhere in the compound yesterday. Has a picture of my family in it,” he said through the door. She stood up and opened the door a little, “How did you manage to do that?” “It’s called trust, Harmony!” He said serious but joking. “Haven’t seen a wallet but will tell you if I do. Probably one of the boys pranking you. Maybe Tony or Sam?” She smiled. “A billionaire stealing wallets?” He asked. “It’s Tony, not just any billionaire.” She chuckled. “I’ll investigate that,” he said squinting. “Good luck, dork.” She giggled and closed the door again. Behind her a smirking James in the little hallway of her mini-apartment. “I’ll beat your ass if you did that.” She gave him a death glare and his smirk vanished. “Maybe?” he said making himself seem smaller which never worked with his giant body. “Give it to me.” she held her hand out and with an eye roll he got it out of his back pocket and put it into her hand. She gave him a little clap on the side of his head smiling before leaving the room and searching for Clint to give it back. After she didn’t come back to her room for a while he decided to leave her room and see where she has been all that time, just to find her in the kitchen cooking herself some lunch. Clint was sitting at the table with his wallet in front of him and a glass of cola. Without thinking twice he crept up behind Harmony to hug her and look at the food in the pan. “Don’t even ask if you can have some of it. It’s just for me, Clint if he wants to and maybe the team. You come last today,” she said serious but with a soft smile on her lips. “Come on, Harmony! Please,” he mumbled and got a head shake back. “Pretty please.” He continued and attacked her with a kiss on her cheek. “Ugh, fine. Second to last. Sam is still worse than you,” she said annoyed but still with a hint of a smile on her face. “Hey!” came back from Sam who was just walking in with the others. “She’s right,” James said looking at him now and shrugging. “You’re biasing her!” Came back. “Nah. You are a little bit more annoying than the rest. Although Tony, Clint and this idiot here are close,” she said flinging around with her fork before getting back to her stir fry creation. “That’s my girl,” James said proudly hugging her again and staring at the food. “Get a room.” someone mumbled from behind and she felt his hands forming fists before laying her free hand onto one of them gently. “Ouch! Why?” came from Sam which made her smile. “Because that’s disrespectful!” Wanda answered in a serious tone. Meanwhile, James had taken a fork from a drawer right to him and took some food. He knew Sam being a prick gave him a free pass. “Can’t wait for Sam to have a girlfriend that constantly does exactly that. Every single time.” Harmony chuckled and started putting the food onto plates. James helped her put the plates in front of all of them and they sat down next to each other shortly after.

It was the first time that Harmony was eating with the others at this table. It was a bit strange but she knew by now that the last thing anyone did was judge her shy reactions and introversion. “That tastes so good. Good to know you like it a little spicy.” Wanda said across the table with a soft smile. A lot of veggies and a little bit of tomato sauce just needed spices in her opinion. Otherwise it just tasted like a weird mix of watery veggies. “Thanks.” she smiled shyly but proud. The rest of the team went deep into a discussion about the educational system while James and Harmony were sitting there in content silence while listening to the others. Steve and Clint were at the height of their discussion with everyone throwing in sentences when she just smiled at James and leaned over to give him a little kiss. Everyone went silent and only Steve continued before he realized nobody was listening anymore. “Uuh-” came from a few chairs down. “If you continue that sentence I will throw this plate at your head so exact that even Clint would be impressed!” Her shyness suddenly vanished. She felt a hand on her thigh and relaxed a little bit again but she definitely wasn’t a fan of being the center of attention. “Since when?” Came from Nat with a smirk. “Elevator incident,” Steve answered for Harmony. “You knew this and didn’t tell us?” Came from the other side of the table. “Tony also knows since this morning and apparently didn’t tell you. So…” the witch answered shrugging. “It’s not like we were trying to hide it.” James smiled. “You just were used to seeing us being close anyway.” she chuckled.

Meeting the Bakusquad [Eijiro/OC Commission]

I got another commission! :) This time from the super sweet @asrasdarling​. They are a pleasure to work with, and this prompt is a fun one. 

Now, their OC is something of a self-insert, which is kinda what mine are lol. 

Anyway, Asra asked for a Kirishima X OC piece where the OC isn’t from UA, but is Kirishima’s girlfriend, and how he introduces her to the Bakusquad. I thought that was a super cute, fun prompt and eagerly accepted! 

Only thing is I’m not terribly dirty-minded, so I might not have been able to fully capture your OC, Asra, but I hope you like how I portrayed Jenna!

Sorry it took so long!

As always, if you want your own Commission, please look over This Post Here about pricing and how I do my commissions. 

One last thing; word count, as usual. This piece sits at 3026 words. 

Anyway, let’s get started, shall we? 

God Bless and Good Day!

~The Lupine Sojourner

(Thought this GiF was super cute! (: )

Jenna ran along the hall, eager to get to class before the bell rang, before she crashed into someone, leaving them both on their butts on the ground, whatever had been in their arms spilled out between them. 

Jenna looks up and sees a boy with black hair and red eyes, blushing in embarrassment as he offers her a hand up. 

“S-sorry!” He murmurs. Jenna is tugged to her feet quickly and she dusts herself off.

“Hey, no big deal. Take a breath.” She advises, picking up her stuff as quick as she could. It’s then she takes another look at him and realizes she may know him. “Hey, you’re Eijiro, right?” She asks. He nods, seeming to recognize her, too. 

“Yeah, that’s me. We have English and Science together, right?” Jenna nods. 

“Yup!” They finish grabbing their things and face each other. “Speaking of, we should go.” 

Eijiro nods. “Yeah, or we’ll be late.” They walk together, neither speaking. 

The classes went by quickly and soon enough it was lunchtime. All day, Jenna had struggled to focus on classwork, but her mind seemed drawn to Eijiro. He seemed like a nice kid, but she didn’t know much about him. 

Jenna liked mysteries. And so, she sought him out for lunch. 

“Hey, this seat taken, hot stuff?” She asks, winking for good measure. 

Eijiro spits out a bit of his drink. “I-I’m sorry?” He asks, blushing a little. Jenna laughs. He was cute when he blushed. She bet he was easy to tease.

“I asked if this seat was taken.” She decides against continuing to flirt with him...for now.

“Oh, uh, it isn’t. Feel free to sit.” Eijiro replies politely. 

The pair share a decent lunch, and that seems to be that. 

=#=#=#=#=

 Since that first encounter and lunch, Jenna had decided she was going to pursue Eijiro.

Thus began a series of flirtatious remarks and awkward, unsure responses from Eijiro. 

Jenna liked seeing him blush. She knew it was childish and that she should simply make her intentions known, but they were still in middle school. It’d be a bit weird to start dating right now, even if they were nearly graduated.

Or so Jenna told herself. “Hey, Eiji! Wait up!” She calls, shaking herself out of her thoughts and running after Eijiro.

He turns. “Oh, hey, Jenna. What’s up?” 

“Which high school are you going to?” She asks. Eijiro suddenly seems incredibly nervous, paling and scratching at the back of his neck. 

“We-well, I, uh, haven’t decided.” He explains. 

“Didn’t you say you wanted to try for UA?” 

“I did, but, you know, it’s a really big school, and super hard to get into, so I guess I’m just keeping my options open.” Jenna nods. 

“Makes sense. Race you to the bus stop!” She cries, running after him. He laughs, forgetting his previous insecurity for a moment, and chases her, easily winning. Jenna was a little surprised. 

“You been working out or something?” She asks. 

“Yeah. I do want to- -I am still tossing around the idea of being a hero, so…” Jenna frowns. He seems off somehow. Unsteady and unsure, which was so unlike him. 

Normally, Eijiro was the kinda guy that knew what he wanted and would do what it takes to get there. 

Now, it was like he was afraid to say he changed his mind, but still having second thoughts. 

“...You okay, Eiji?” Jenna asks. “You don’t seem your usual self today.” Normally, she’d have made some flirty remark, but this seemed serious, so she knew better. 

“Y-yeah, never better.” He mumbles. Jenna huffs. 

“And I’m All Might.” 

“I’m serious, Jenna. Leave it alone.” There was no fight in his words. There wasn’t much emotion, either. There was just...nothing. 

“Ei, I’m serious.” Jenna murmurs, hands on her crush’s shoulders. “You can talk to me.” 

“I’m fine, Jen, just please go!” There were tears in his eyes. Jenna decides to take a different approach. 

“Alright, alright. Text me later?” Eijiro nods mutely and walks away as soon as Jenna’s hands let go. 

“...sure.” 

As soon as Eijiro was gone, Jenna pulled out her phone, typing up a search for the latest local news. Scrolling down just a little, she saw that there had been a villain incident just last night. On a street Eijiro would have been walking home on since the buses needed maintenance. 

Suddenly, the pieces fell into place. Eijiro had seen a villain situation and had been scared out of his mind. He was still dealing with that fear now. 

Jenna had an idea. Waiting til after she’d gone home and ran, she texted Eijiro and asked if they wanted to meet for sparring, something they sometimes did after school. 

Surprisingly, Eijiro said no. He said he had already run himself and that he was working out at home. Something told Jenna that was a lie, but she didn’t have it in her to press him. 

Jenna accepted it and wished him luck in his workout before going at the punching bag. 

Her Quirk, Archer, let her sharp shoot anything with a bow with pin-point accuracy, so she needed to get good at hand-to-hand combat if she was ever going to make a real difference. 

Unlike most people, Jenna didn’t want to be a Hero. No, she wanted to be a police officer, using her Quirk to protect as many average citizens as she could. 

As her knuckles slammed into the bag, Jenna considered how best to break down Eijiro’s walls and get him to tell her what was going on in that amazing mind of his. 

There was something eating him from the inside out, Jenna could easily tell, but how could she press him into talking to her without jeopardizing the friendship between them? 

=#=#=#=#=

Turns out, the answer was nothing. 

He voluntarily told her after basically avoiding her all day with that awful, defeated look on his face. 

Then, once they’d done their runs, he randomly called Jenna and she instantly picked up. 

“Hey. I’m sorry I didn’t talk to you all day.” He begins.

“Did you miss me?” Jenna asks, winking at him through the video chat. She feels a little better when he manages a small smile.

“Very funny. I guess I did a little. Anyway, that’s not why I called. I called to say I’m ready to tell you what happened, why I’ve been off lately. It’s true. There is something wrong.” Jenna doesn’t dare interrupt, nodding to show she was still paying attention. “The other day, there was this villain...and I saw some of the girls from school being questioned by the villain to find some agency. I wanted to help, but...but my body wouldn’t move. My spirit was too weak to do anything. I realized I didn’t have what it takes to risk it all to save people. At least, that was how I felt after what happened, but then...let’s just say I’ve found my spirit again! I’m not gonna regret anything anymore!” Jenna grins, excited to see the flame in Eijiro’s heart ignite again, burning brighter than before. 

“Hell yeah! Let’s do this, Eijiro!” She calls, pumping her free fist excitedly. 

“Yeah!” 

And so, the pair began sparring more and more, getting better and better. Jenna also helped Eijiro increase his Hardening’s strength by firing at him while he stood there, unafraid, his arms and face Hardened and determination blazing in his eyes. 

Weeks went by quickly and Jenna was the happiest she’d even been, Eijiro by her side and with a fiery determination to match his renewed spirit. Jenna could tell Eijiro had truly gotten over his slump and was back on track, chugging along and making up for lost time like he’d never faltered. 

And Jenna was right there, chugging along beside him on her path to being a cop. 

Jenna noticed that Eijiro spent an increasing amount of time with her these days, a fact which she was quick to use in her flirtatious remarks, and a fact that made her heart quicken a little. 

Even after weeks had gone by, Jenna still found herself crushing on Eijiro and wishing she had the guts to tell him, but every time she opened her mouth to confess her honest feelings, it came out as just another flirty joke, another poorly veiled attempt to get him to see her the way she saw him. 

Eijiro never saw through the flirting to the genuine feelings Jenna held for him.

That is, til one day. 

It was shortly before the entrance test for UA, and the pair were hanging out after a rough sparring session. 

“Hey, Eijiro?” Jenna asks, squirming a little, but determined not to back out this time. 

“Yeah?” Eijiro asks. 

“You’re going to UA, right?”

“Yeah, I’ve told you. Why?” 

“It’s just...we’re not going to the same high school, and there’s some- -well, I’ve been meaning to tell you something before we separate.” Eijiro laughs, turning to look at Jenna, who was focused on her fiddling fingers.

“Jenna, c’mon, lighten up! We’ll still be best friends, right? What’s the big deal?” 

“The big deal is I like you, dummy!” Jenna blurts. “And now you’re going away and I won’t see you that often, and- -”

“Wait, what? You...you like me? As in...like like?”

“Yes, you baka!” Jenna barks. “Geez, you’re oblivious!” Eijiro hugs her so he could get a word in edgewise. 

“Jenna, look. I...I like you, too. I just figured you didn’t feel the same way. And besides, we’re not going to stop talking to each other and sparring and stuff, plus, um...maybe dating stuff, too, like hiking and picnics, and- -wait do you like picnics? Or hiking?” 

Jenna playfully smacks his shoulder. “You dork! I was so worried you didn’t feel the same way I felt! You mean to tell me you like me, too?!” 

He pulls you into a kiss in the heat of the moment and Jenna can’t find it in herself to complain at all as her body lit up at the feeling inside her, knowing Eijiro liked her back and they were finally kissing. Her hands wound themselves into his hair and she pressed herself against him as the kiss lengthened. 

Eventually, Eijiro leans back and stares at the girl in his arms. 

“That was...amazing.” He murmurs. 

“You’re telling me.” Jenna replies breathlessly. 

“What was that about being worried about separating?” Eijiro teases. 

Jenna laughs. “I don’t remember.” 

Eijiro nuzzles into Jenna’s neck, laughing. “You’re a dork.” 

“And yet...you kissed me.” 

“I didn’t say I didn’t like it.” He retorts. 

“Oh you like me, huh?” Jenna couldn’t resist teasing him. 

“Did I not make it obvious?” 

“No! No you did not! As far as I knew, you only thought of me as a best friend! I had to sit there, crushing over you and burying my feelings cus I didn’t think you felt the same!” 

“Sorry!” Eijiro squeaks, suddenly slammed with guilt as accidentally upsetting the girl he’d slowly come to like...a lot. “I’m not great at this romance thing! I thought you were flirting for fun!” 

Jenna groans, running a hand down her face. “Good Lord we’re morons.” 

“Yeah...sorry.” 

“Don’t apologize, Ei. Kiss me again and I might forget all the waiting.” 

Eijiro instantly obliged. 

=#=#=#=#=

“How much further to the top?” Jenna asks, huffing a little as you continue trekking up the mountain. 

“Not too far, you baby.” Eijiro calls back teasingly.

“This was your idea, idiot! I wanted to watch Netflix!” 

“And I said this was a better idea!” 

Jenna huffs. “Yeah, yeah.” 

“Listen, when we get to the top, the view will be worth it.” Eijiro promises, dropping back a little to walk beside his girlfriend.

“It better be, Ei.” She grumbles.

Eijiro kisses Jenna’s temple. “C’mon, sourpuss. Once we’re done, we’ll shower at my dorm and by then my friends should be done shopping.” 

Jenna could never stay mad at him for long, so she grabs his hand and continues walking, determined to get to the top. 

Once there, Jenna could begrudgingly admit that Eijiro was right; the view was amazing. She could see the buildings that made up UA in the distance, proud and tall among the other buildings in the city. 

“There it is.” Eijiro muses as if reading her thoughts. “UA High.” 

“It’s so amazing you got in.” Jenna asks. Eijiro nods, smiling eagerly. He always loved talking about UA. 

“Yeah, I can’t believe it, either! It’s so incredible there!” 

“I’m sure it is.” Jenna replies, genuinely happy for him as she leans her head against Eijiro’s shoulder. 

“I’m really proud of you, too.” Eijiro says as he wraps his arm around her shoulder. “You’re on your way to your dream, too.”

“Thanks, babe.” Jenna grins and leans up a little to kiss her boyfriend. As always, she let it continue for a while. 

Once it ended, the pair stayed and enjoyed the view for a while as the city bustled beneath them. 

“Speaking of schools, how are things in your high school?” Eijiro asks, feeling bad he couldn’t remember the school’s name off the top of his head. 

Jenna nods. “They’re going great! I’m loving it!” Eijiro squeezes Jenna to him proudly. 

“That’s my girl. I’m happy for you.” He kisses her temple and they return to admiring the view. “Hey, we should probably head back down.” Eijiro notes after a few minutes. “Your mom might start worrying.” 

Jenna nods. “Knowing her, she’s worrying already.” She chuckles. “C’mon, loverboy.” 

The pair half-run, half-walk down the mountain and then walk to the subway station nearby. 

=#=#=#=#=

“Ah. You must be Jenna.” Iida calls once he spots the pair entering the dorm building. “My name is Tenya Iida.” Jenna extends a hand and Iida shakes it firmly. 

“Pleasure.” Jenna intones politely. 

“Ashido, Sero, Kaminari, and Bakugo are not back yet.” Iida reports and Eijiro nods. 

“Yeah we’re gonna shower real quick before they get back, then we’ll have lunch and hang out.” 

Iida nods. “Alright then.” He motions them on. The couple leave and Jenna has to school her thoughts carefully as she walks toward the dorm her boyfriend stays in. 

Her mind kept wandering, however, and she couldn’t fight a blush. 

She walks in, and...her jaw drops. “Dang, babe, this is...impressive.” She says, trying not to succumb to her knee-jerk reaction of ‘what is this?’. All around her were ‘manly’ things and workout equipment, including a punching bag. 

“I call my ‘cave of manliness’.” Eijiro explains proudly. Jenna laughs. 

“It’s great, honey.” She replies, kissing his temple. 

“Really? Hagakure said if she had a boyfriend with a room like this, she’d dump him.” Eijiro murmurs, scratching the back of his neck nervously. 

“Well, she’s a bit petty, then. This room is great! Perfect for you!” Jenna replies, waving aside any thought that she’d dump Eijiro on such minor grounds.

“Thanks, Jenna.” Eijiro breaths out, smiling a little shakily.

“Eijiro, don’t listen to anyone who judges you based on such petty things like room decorations. They’re being a little shallow.” Eijiro nods.

“I’ll try not to.” He then takes a breath. “Now, we need to shower. Mina texted me that they’re heading back and they didn’t go that far.” Jenna nods, smirking a little. 

“Want me to join you, save time?” She teases, unable to resist.

On cue, Eijiro’s cheeks turn as red as his hair, and he backs up a few steps. “J-Jenna!” He squeaks, putting his hands over his face. “C’mon! Don’t do that!” Jenna laughs, unable to help it. 

“Ei, I was teasing. It’s adorable when you blush.” Eijiro pouts, cheeks still red. 

“Jen…” He whines. 

“Look, I’ll take the first shower real quick, and then you can shower.” Eijiro nods mutely in embarrassment. 

Soon enough, the showers were done and Eijiro and Jenna were back in the main living area of the building. 

As it they’d timed it, the doors open and the quarter of students enter, Katsuki yelling at Kaminari as usual. Eijiro walks over. 

“Hey, guys!” He greets. Katsuki turns to him once he was through with what he was saying. 

“Hey, Shitty Hair.” Katsuki retorts. “Where’s this girl we’re supposed to meet?” Eijiro turns and motions Jenna over. 

“H-hi.” Jenna says, trying not to stutter, but feeling a little nervous now that the moment had come. 

These were Eijiro’s friends. What if they didn’t like her? 

“...Not bad, I guess.” Katsuki sniffs, walking away to head into the kitchen, grumbling at whoever was in there to get out so he could cook.

“Yeah, she’s a cutie!” Kaminari chirps, walking over. “Good to finally meet you!” He says, almost in a flirty way. Jenna chuckles as she shakes his hand. 

“You’re not bad yourself. What’s your name?” 

“Oh! Sorry! Denki Kaminari.” 

“Good to meet- -”

“Hi there! I’m Mina Ashido, but you can call me Mina!” Ashido interrupts, shaking Jenna’s hand eagerly. “It’s so awesome to meet you!” 

“Awesome to meet you too!” Jenna replies, easily feeding off Mina’s energy, which seemed to ease Jenna’s nerves. Mina then finally lets go of Jenna’s hand as Sero walks over. 

“I’m Hanta Sero. Good to finally meet yah, Jenna.” He says, bring a bit more calm into the meeting. 

“It’s great to finally meet everyone.” Jenna says, meaning it. 

And, it seems, they liked her already, so she had nothing to be nervous about. 

“Who’s hungry?” Eijiro asks. “I think I saw Katsuki walking into the kitchen, so we should follow and get lunch.” 

Jenna clutches her stomach, not realizing how hungry she was till someone mentioned food. “Yes, please! Good God, I’m hungry.” Eijiro takes her hand as they walk, unashamed. 

Katsuki took convincing to let them help, but eventually they were settled at the table, food and drinks aplenty, banter and stories flying back and forth as the group enjoyed lunch. 

Jenna quite liked Eijiro’s friend group, she decided. They were all so unique and boisterous in their own ways, and she could easily find her place among them, even if she didn’t go to UA.

M// Original Rp. I have kitties.

Just kidding. I have no kitties. Anyone read the Psycop series? Anyone? No? Just me then. So i’m gonna pimp a character and a plot for an RP that i’ve had rolling around in my head for a while now, that’s sort of based on the Psycop series. I’m going to be super picky about who I match him up with because I have a specific dynamic I want to work with and specifics are always a bitch. Don’t get butthurt if I say your character won’t do well with mine, he’s a rare flower. Stinky, like the Amorphophallus titanum blossom. Okay so here we go. Cole is a surrogate. That’s what i’m calling him for now because I don’t have a better name, but let me explain what that is. He’s pretty much a super sensitive medium/empath/host for the dead. When people die, sometimes energy is left behind. It can be an actual spirit, or some kind of emotion or feeling left behind. It depends on how strong the energy is. Surrogates are not only incredibly sensitive to this energy, but become hosts for it. For example, if a surrogate picks up the presence of a spirit, that spirit can, in essence, possess them. They take on the deceased’s emotions, thoughts, habits, tastes, anything left over. Sometimes all that is left over is a feeling, so they will take on just the feeling. Sometimes it's physical, for instance the deceased had chronic pain somewhere. The surrogate will feel that pain. It can even become dangerous because say a surrogate stumbles upon someone with a very bad health problem and that energy is still there, they will also take on that health problem. Those born with this gift are often either driven insane or end up dying, either because of the spirit or because they off themselves. Yay now to the rare stinky flower part. Cole has a trait that no other with this ability have been discovered to have. He can maintain himself while still being a host. What’s that mean? He’s aware whenever he takes on a spirit or emotion or trait. So in simple terms, he passes by a spirit that was terrified of water, or let's say died by drowning, in life. He will in turn be afraid of water, but know that is not his own fear and can to some degree control that fear. Say he passes through some real violent energy, he’ll def take on the violent nature but know it isn’t really him. So he might appear agitated and confrontational, but the part that’s still there that is him, will know what's happening. This makes Cole very hard to control, and very unpredictable. There is always the chance that the spirit or emotion/trait will overpower him and he’ll hurt either himself or someone else without meaning to. Because of this, Cole has been kept in a facility so he can be under 24 hour watch to keep him from hurting himself, or others. He’s lived most of his life going from facility to facility, whether it be phsych wards or hospitals or homes. Usually they are ones that are equipped to handle super violent or difficult patients. His one saving grace from these places- law enforcement. Usually a branch of the FBI or whatnot. They use him in cases, bringing him along to murder scenes or crime scenes to see what kind of energy he can pick up on or information he can find out. And if there is a molecule of anything, he’ll pick it up. In the past few years, he has been teamed up with one person who was his partner and would go out with them on cases. Since he had to be watched 24/7, he also lived with his partner and his partner, essentially, took care of him. Because of the tremendous stress of it, his partner basically quit. Moved to a different precinct or retired or something. Just did something that got them away from Cole, but in a real shitty way. Like, did it all nice but in his face, sort of a yay everyone be happy for me I’ve got a new opportunity but sorry I’m dumping you off good luck Kbai. So that’s where you come in! I’m looking to set him up with a new partner on the force. But before I get into what I want for him as far as a partner goes, let me tell you a little more about Cole. Coleis sort of a dark motherfucker with a real dry sense of humor and a sarcastic attitude. He isn’t a depressed little helpless thing like one might think. Despite his ability and his past, he’s pretty sharp, and tries to live his life as normally as possible. He likes stuff a normal 26 year old likes. Vidya games, old 80’s movies, good music, beer. Only he usually isn’t allowed to drink. He sneaks that shit whenever he isn’t being watched. This is going to sound cliche, but he loves adventure. He loves to tag along to something exciting, or sneak away to do shit on his own for thrills, loves doing most anything weird or exciting or dangerous. He lives his life without worry about what’s going to happen when he goes different places. That said, he isn’t allowed to do a lot of shit because of his ability, but loves doing shit he’s not supposed to do anyway. He’ll smoke cigarettes out of the drain when no one’s looking purely because he was told not to, but would do it on the slide so he won’t get in trouble for it. He’s a real amusing character, doesn’t always get social cues, and often times has no filter. I haven’t decided if he gets paid or not for his work, but I’m thinking he doesn’t, or gets paid some kind of allowance because he’s essentially kept by the government. Physically, Cole’s about 5’8” give or take. Thinner build, a little wiry, not too skinny. He has a little bit of tone to him. He has dark hair and grayish eyes, a real cute face. I haven’t found a faceclaim for him or drawn him yet, but he’s pretty attractive. Duh. Why would I make an ugly character. (*side eyes most of my unattractive f’ed up OC’s*) He’s a little on the gothy side, basically in that he’s most comfortable wearing darker colors and hoodies and t-shirts with obnoxious slogans on them. No tattoos, but he has various scars all over him, the only real significant one being a nasty burn scar on his left forearm that he has to keep covered in the sun. He has a gay little silver nose ring on one nostril. And a gay little medusa piercing. Probably the only shit that might tip you off that he likes dudes. Or like… shitty EDM music. He also has pretty crooked teeth. But you know… Sexy crooked teeth. Okay, now what I’m looking for in a partner for him. When I say partner, I mean both as in work partner (so he’d have to be a cop or something similar…) and in a romantic way. I’m looking for a real strong character to pair him with. Essentially, Cole’s going to come live with him, so this should sort of be one of those character’s that’s really into his job or has a thing for surrogates. If you’ve read Psycop great, because I sort of picture him with someone like Jacob, but totally fine if you haven’t.Cole needs someone who isn’t going to freak out on him when shit hits the fan, because that’s an inevitability. I’m not saying that every moment with Cole is going to be overly dramatic or that he’ll be super needy all the time, but when those times do come, he needs someone who can be there for him. Strong enough to be both a friend to him, but at the same time able to be the strong one when Aaron cannot. He isn’t a nut job, but Cole can be a lot to handle sometimes because of the ability, but for the most part, he’s pretty cooperative, and the fact that he likes his job a lot better than being in a facility makes him so. I’d really like to put him with someone a little older (not more than 10 or so years) someone a little wiser, but someone who’s also gonna try and beat the shit out of him in Mortal Combat on the weekends. Physically bigger is also a plus, because that’s what tickles his proverbial pickle and also would come in handy if he comes across a violent spirit he can’t handle. Or you know… If he gets drunk and you have to cart him home… He tends to like the rugged type. Someone who can match him mentally. Sense of humor is also a plus. Okay, now a little about me. I do third person lit, please no chat speak in the RP. I usually try to make my posts a few paragraphs, I do not like one liners. I’m a quality over quantity writer, so I ask that you be, as well. I’ll take a good meaty paragraph over a page of bullshit. I like plots or a general goal that both characters have to work toward, and I ask that you be at least 25 or or older because I do not fade to black, and I’m in my late twenties, and would like to write with someone at my level of mentality. In that regard, I take plot over porn. I do like my fair share of nasty graphic descriptions, but not every other page. As far as relationships go, I like slow build. Unless your character is really damn forward and goes after what he wants, chances are it’s going to take some time before my character decides he likes yours. A relationship has to develop, no matter what. I’m a pretty friendly person and I do like to chat with my partners. I also add a fair amount of comedy to my RP’s as well, so if that’s an issue, please let me know. So yeah there we go. If you’ve got someone like that, hit me up. Or if you want to pitch me an idea, I’m cool with that, too. We can brainstorm and what what. I am open to different settings and genres. I love world building, sci-fi, fantasy, supernatural, and a lot of other settings so if you’ve got an idea, don’t be afraid to pitch it to me, even if it doesn't match up with my guidelines. Worst I can say is no. (Or bite. I do bite. Sometimes. I’m a lovely person.) Email: [email protected] Skype: I have it, but ask plz. Other methods of Summoning: Black jelly beans, coffee, and a pentagram.

M// Original RP. I have kitties.

Just kidding. I have no kitties. Anyone read the Psycop series? Anyone? No? Just me then. So i’m gonna pimp a character and a plot for an RP that i’ve had rolling around in my head for a while now, that’s sort of based on the Psycop series. I’m going to be super picky about who I match him up with because I have a specific dynamic I want to work with and specifics are always a bitch. Don’t get butthurt if I say your character won’t do well with mine, he’s a rare flower. Stinky, like the Amorphophallus titanum blossom. Okay so here we go. Cole is a surrogate. That’s what i’m calling him for now because I don’t have a better name, but let me explain what that is. He’s pretty much a super sensitive medium/empath/host for the dead. When people die, sometimes energy is left behind. It can be an actual spirit, or some kind of emotion or feeling left behind. It depends on how strong the energy is. Surrogates are not only incredibly sensitive to this energy, but become hosts for it. For example, if a surrogate picks up the presence of a spirit, that spirit can, in essence, possess them. They take on the deceased’s emotions, thoughts, habits, tastes, anything left over. Sometimes all that is left over is a feeling, so they will take on just the feeling. Sometimes it's physical, for instance the deceased had chronic pain somewhere. The surrogate will feel that pain. It can even become dangerous because say a surrogate stumbles upon someone with a very bad health problem and that energy is still there, they will also take on that health problem. Those born with this gift are often either driven insane or end up dying, either because of the spirit or because they off themselves. Yay now to the rare stinky flower part. Cole has a trait that no other with this ability have been discovered to have. He can maintain himself while still being a host. What’s that mean? He’s aware whenever he takes on a spirit or emotion or trait. So in simple terms, he passes by a spirit that was terrified of water, or let's say died by drowning, in life. He will in turn be afraid of water, but know that is not his own fear and can to some degree control that fear. Say he passes through some real violent energy, he’ll def take on the violent nature but know it isn’t really him. So he might appear agitated and confrontational, but the part that’s still there that is him, will know what's happening. This makes Cole very hard to control, and very unpredictable. There is always the chance that the spirit or emotion/trait will overpower him and he’ll hurt either himself or someone else without meaning to. Because of this, Cole has been kept in a facility so he can be under 24 hour watch to keep him from hurting himself, or others. He’s lived most of his life going from facility to facility, whether it be phsych wards or hospitals or homes. Usually they are ones that are equipped to handle super violent or difficult patients. His one saving grace from these places- law enforcement. Usually a branch of the FBI or whatnot. They use him in cases, bringing him along to murder scenes or crime scenes to see what kind of energy he can pick up on or information he can find out. And if there is a molecule of anything, he’ll pick it up. In the past few years, he has been teamed up with one person who was his partner and would go out with them on cases. Since he had to be watched 24/7, he also lived with his partner and his partner, essentially, took care of him. Because of the tremendous stress of it, his partner basically quit. Moved to a different precinct or retired or something. Just did something that got them away from Cole, but in a real shitty way. Like, did it all nice but in his face, sort of a yay everyone be happy for me I’ve got a new opportunity but sorry I’m dumping you off good luck Kbai. So that’s where you come in! I’m looking to set him up with a new partner on the force. But before I get into what I want for him as far as a partner goes, let me tell you a little more about Cole. Coleis sort of a dark motherfucker with a real dry sense of humor and a sarcastic attitude. He isn’t a depressed little helpless thing like one might think. Despite his ability and his past, he’s pretty sharp, and tries to live his life as normally as possible. He likes stuff a normal 26 year old likes. Vidya games, old 80’s movies, good music, beer. Only he usually isn’t allowed to drink. He sneaks that shit whenever he isn’t being watched. This is going to sound cliche, but he loves adventure. He loves to tag along to something exciting, or sneak away to do shit on his own for thrills, loves doing most anything weird or exciting or dangerous. He lives his life without worry about what’s going to happen when he goes different places. That said, he isn’t allowed to do a lot of shit because of his ability, but loves doing shit he’s not supposed to do anyway. He’ll smoke cigarettes out of the drain when no one’s looking purely because he was told not to, but would do it on the slide so he won’t get in trouble for it. He’s a real amusing character, doesn’t always get social cues, and often times has no filter. I haven’t decided if he gets paid or not for his work, but I’m thinking he doesn’t, or gets paid some kind of allowance because he’s essentially kept by the government. Physically, Cole’s about 5’8” give or take. Thinner build, a little wiry, not too skinny. He has a little bit of tone to him. He has dark hair and grayish eyes, a real cute face. I haven’t found a faceclaim for him or drawn him yet, but he’s pretty attractive. Duh. Why would I make an ugly character. (*side eyes most of my unattractive f’ed up OC’s*) He’s a little on the gothy side, basically in that he’s most comfortable wearing darker colors and hoodies and t-shirts with obnoxious slogans on them. No tattoos, but he has various scars all over him, the only real significant one being a nasty burn scar on his left forearm that he has to keep covered in the sun. He has a gay little silver nose ring on one nostril. And a gay little medusa piercing. Probably the only shit that might tip you off that he likes dudes. Or like… shitty EDM music. He also has pretty crooked teeth. But you know… Sexy crooked teeth. Okay, now what I’m looking for in a partner for him. When I say partner, I mean both as in work partner (so he’d have to be a cop or something similar…) and in a romantic way. I’m looking for a real strong character to pair him with. Essentially, Cole’s going to come live with him, so this should sort of be one of those character’s that’s really into his job or has a thing for surrogates. If you’ve read Psycop great, because I sort of picture him with someone like Jacob, but totally fine if you haven’t.Cole needs someone who isn’t going to freak out on him when shit hits the fan, because that’s an inevitability. I’m not saying that every moment with Cole is going to be overly dramatic or that he’ll be super needy all the time, but when those times do come, he needs someone who can be there for him. Strong enough to be both a friend to him, but at the same time able to be the strong one when Aaron cannot. He isn’t a nut job, but Cole can be a lot to handle sometimes because of the ability, but for the most part, he’s pretty cooperative, and the fact that he likes his job a lot better than being in a facility makes him so. I’d really like to put him with someone a little older (not more than 10 or so years) someone a little wiser, but someone who’s also gonna try and beat the shit out of him in Mortal Combat on the weekends. Physically bigger is also a plus, because that’s what tickles his proverbial pickle and also would come in handy if he comes across a violent spirit he can’t handle. Or you know… If he gets drunk and you have to cart him home… He tends to like the rugged type. Someone who can match him mentally. Sense of humor is also a plus. Okay, now a little about me. I do third person lit, please no chat speak in the RP. I usually try to make my posts a few paragraphs, I do not like one liners. I’m a quality over quantity writer, so I ask that you be, as well. I’ll take a good meaty paragraph over a page of bullshit. I like plots or a general goal that both characters have to work toward, and I ask that you be at least 25 or or older because I do not fade to black, and I’m in my late twenties, and would like to write with someone at my level of mentality. In that regard, I take plot over porn. I do like my fair share of nasty graphic descriptions, but not every other page. As far as relationships go, I like slow build. Unless your character is really damn forward and goes after what he wants, chances are it’s going to take some time before my character decides he likes yours. A relationship has to develop, no matter what. I’m a pretty friendly person and I do like to chat with my partners. I also add a fair amount of comedy to my RP’s as well, so if that’s an issue, please let me know. So yeah there we go. If you’ve got someone like that, hit me up. Or if you want to pitch me an idea, I’m cool with that, too. We can brainstorm and what what. I am open to different settings and genres. I love world building, sci-fi, fantasy, supernatural, and a lot of other settings so if you’ve got an idea, don’t be afraid to pitch it to me, even if it doesn't match up with my guidelines. Worst I can say is no. (Or bite. I do bite. Sometimes. I’m a lovely person.) Email: [email protected] Skype: I have it, but ask plz. Other methods of Summoning: Black jelly beans, coffee, and a pentagram.

1. Your first OC ever?

It was a vampire in the Beyblade universe, her name was Tru Darling and I was 14, don’t judge me lol

2. Do you have a personal favourite among your OCs?

I have a personal soft spot for Eleanora ‘Nora’ Argent obviously. She’s the first fully fleshed out character I’ve created and I thought about her for a year before I started writing. I’m just super proud of her.

3. Have you ever adopted a character or gotten a character from someone else?

The same beyblade fic I had made friends with some folks on ff.net and basically added them as characters. By the time I was down there was like 20 OC’s in the story and it wasn’t finished. It was a mess lol.

4. A character you rarely talk about?

Mika Parker, she’s a poly-sterek fic I started to work on but she never got very far. I might still write her some day. She helps spark!Stiles control his magic and come to grips with his attraction to one Derek Hale

5. If you could make only one of your OCs popular/known, who would it be?

Ooooo it’s hard to pick, but I think I’d have to go with Nora. Just because I’m like 18 chapters in and I just really want to see people love my little broken bird.  

6. Two OCs of yours that look alike despite not being related?

The only ones who aren’t related that look somewhat alike would be Gabriel and Valentina and only because they’re blonde and blue eyed. Not really anything other than that.

7. Are your OCs part of any story or stories?

Eleanora and Gabriel are part of The Moon Huntress (latest chapter here)

Frankie and Ben Connelly are part of Above All Else which is in the process of being written. (learn more about them here and here)

8. Do you RP as any of your OCs? If you do, introduce one of your RP OCs here!

I don’t RP sorry

9. Would you ever be willing to give any of your OCs to someone else?

I’m willing to allow crossovers or fan works but I would like to be asked first although those who’ve already made me stuff no they have full permission ;)

10. Introduce an OC with a complicated design? 

All of them lol I love writing complicated characters what can I say? 

11. Is there any OC of yours you could describe as a “sunshine”? 

Not sure what’s meant here, but Frankie is all smiles and sweetness on the surface...

12. Name an OC that isn’t yours but who you like a lot

I can’t pick just one lol.... a few OC’s that I’ve read so far are and they’re all great. If I miss someone I’m sorry.... Ellie Connor, Piper Dean & Merikh Amor by @lady-baratheon Fred Ackerman by @susiesamurai Emery Duran, Diana Chang & Bianca Larson by @dubonet Maddie Hayes by @anarchxst Arianna Patrakis by @fraysquake and there’s so many more my brain is just not functioning right now.

13. Do you have any troublemaker OCs? 

My biggest troublemaker would be Gabriel from TMH, he’s not even fully introduced into the fic as a real person and he’s causing all kinds of problems ;)

14. Introduce an OC with a tragic backstory 

Eleanora Argent thought she was tough as nails, but being back in Beacon Hills hunting a rogue alpha werewolf throws her world for a loop. And the addition of Derek Hale in her life only helps to complicate things. Her family has a code, but what's her code?

15. Do you like to talk about your OCs with other people?

Like it? I love it! And I love hearing about others OCs as well. Anything you wanna know ask away and I’ll try my best to answer.

16. Which one of your OCs would be the best at biology (school subject)? 

Probably Frankie, she’s super smart and not afraid to go after finding something out she doesn’t know about. Unfortunately she doesn’t have much time to study.

17. Any OC OTPs? 

Obviously Eleanora x Derek for sure..... my OTP ride and die.

18. Any OC crackships?

A few Eleanora paired with @lydamartin‘s Oliver always has amazing things. And I have a feeling her with @dubonet‘s Will Martin would be interesting as well. And I also love her with @susiesamurai‘s Kevin ;)

I’ve always thought Gabriel and @papermoon262‘s Alex would be really interesting if they could survive each other lol.

Frank with @dubonet‘s Dylan Larson has been interesting lately as well. And Ben could be interesting with either @catgrant‘s Gwen Lodge or @lady-baratheon‘s Piper Dean  

19. Introduce an OC that means a lot to you (and explain why)

20. Do any of your OCs sing? If they sing, care to share more details (headcanon voice, what kind of songs they like etc)?

The one that would probably sing would be Valentina and it’d be a soft sweet voice singing something in Russian

21. Your most artistic OC

Nora for sure, if she was in AU she’d be finishing art school and have a thriving career illustrating graphic novels or something similar. She draws allot to try to sort her mess of a head out.

22. Is there any OC of yours people tend to mischaracterize? If yes, how? 

Nora again, I sometimes get the feeling people think of her allot like Kate but I hope that the more you read the more people realize they couldn’t be more different.

23. Introduce OC that has changed from your first idea concerning what the character would be like?

Frankie has changed allot but it has to do with development as she doesn’t have a story fully yet. Also watching the first episode of Riverdale changed some things in my head.

24. If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why?

Probably Nora so I could give a hug she wouldn’t take ;)

25. The OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, shared like/dislike for something etc?)

There’s allot of myself in Nora, hard to write some of the traits without including myself or having personal experience but I feel each of my characters has a small part of me in them. Yes even Gabriel... :D

26. Have you ever had to change your OC’s design or something else about them against your will? 

I changed Nora FC after joining tumblr and realizing that I wanted to learn to edit and it was just to hard to find good stuff to makes edits with her original FC. 

27. Any OCs that were inspired by a certain song? 

I’m one of those people who writes with my entire music library on shuffle so there’s probably some crossovers from my favourite songs but not inspired exactly no.

28. Your most dangerous OC? 

Definitely Gabriel, there’s nothing more dangerous than a man with no morals, he’s the true definition of beast when it comes to werewolves.

29. Which one of your OCs would go investigate an abandoned house at night without telling anyone they’re going?

Pretty much all of them... they’re all pretty much lone birds if you know what I mean.

30. Which one of your OCs would most likely have a secret stuffed animal collection? 

I wanna say Gabriel because it’s just too funny but probably more like Frankie, she wants to be mature but she’s just a small child inside.

31. Pick one OC of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like (what they reblog, layout, anything really)

Frankie’s would be lots of pink, sayings reblogged and lots of fashion and hipster blogs reblogged.

32. Which one of your OCs would be the most suitable horror game protagonist and why? 

Nora.... girls got skills!!!!

33. Your shyest OC?

Probably Frankie, she’s shy to go after what she truly wants.

34. Do you have any twin characters?

No I don’t

35. Any sibling characters? 

Well Eleanora is Allison Argent’s sister

Ben & Frankie are siblings.

36. Do you have OC pairs where the other part belongs to someone else (siblings, lovers, friends etc)? 

Eleanora is paired with Derek Hale and Gabriel and is siblings with Allison Argent and daughter to Chris and Victoria, Niece to Kate, Granddaughter to Gerard and Friends with Stiles, Isaac, Erica and Boyd.

Gabriel is paired with Eleanora.

Valentina is paired with Oliver Queen.

Frankie is paired with Jughead Jones and becomes friends with the gang. Sister to Ben.

Ben is paired with Ms. Grundy and is friends with FP. Brother to Frankie.

Mika is paired with Stiles and Derek and Friends with Jackson.

37. Introduce an OC who is not quite human 

Mika is a talented spark and emissary from England that is a member of the pack Jackson ends up in. She meets Stiles through Jackson and then Derek through Stiles. She’s a fun loving but no nonsense when it comes to magic kind of girl.

38. Which one of your OCs would be the best dancer? 

Valentina is very good on her feet and could whisk you away ballroom style.

39. Introduce any character you want 

Valentina has climbed the ranks of the Bratva for the past five years. All without a care about what Oliver Queen had been doing since their last meeting. The last time they spoke one of them was laying on the ground bloody and beaten and the other stared coldly down. 

She had been 20 at the time and full of rage and a need for revenge. Now when Church is busy destroying Star City the Bratva bring in their best enforcer and assassin to take him down. Her mission is to strengthen their holdings in the city and it’s not long before she runs into it’s new Mayor.

Seeing her again brings up questions for Oliver and gives his new team more reasons to question his methods. But can he stop her from adding another name to her ever growing list of regrets? Or is she too well trained by the Bratva for even Oliver to stop her when she gets her target.

40. Any fond memories linked to your characters? Feel free to share!

The fact that Nora is basically the reason I’ve gotten to meet all you amazing people, love ya.

41. Has anyone drawn fanart of your OCs? If yes, maybe show a picture or two here (remember sources & permissions!)

No I haven’t had any drawn I’ve had many awesome other edits made for my characters and I love them all.

42. Which one of your OCs would be the most interested in Greek gods? 

Probably Gabriel ;)

43. Do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? Do you tend to favour some certain traits or looks? It’s time to confess

I don’t think I do.... 

44. Something you like about your OCs in general

I love that they’re all fun to write for in different ways...

45. A character you no longer use?

That original OC lol.

46. Has anyone ever told you that you treat your OCs badly?

A few times teehee....

47. Has anyone ever (friendly) claimed any of your OCs as their child? 

A few times teehee....

48. OC who is a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure

None of my characters are pure......

49. Which one of your OCs would most likely enjoy memes

Probably Frankie or maybe Gabriel in a weird way....

50. Give me the good ol’ OC talk here. Talk about anything you want

I just want to thank everyone who continues to support me and my OCs I love you all. Even if it’s just reading these and not comment or liking or anything I still love that you take that time. I just want everyone to love my children like I do :D

Wow this is a beast, sorry some of my answers aren’t longer... 

@papermoon262