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A Gentle Hand - Hannibal Lecter Imagine (Hannibal)

Title: A Gentle Hand

Pairing: Hannibal Lecter X Sunshine!Reader

Word Count: 1,486 words

Warning(s): mentions of murder

Summary: (Between Season 1, Episode 3 & 4) Abigail Hobbs had dealt with a nasty hand in life. After her father's death, she seemed to remain closed off from everyone around her. Hannibal wants to introduce someone different to her life in the hopes of getting her to open up more.

Author's Note: It has been way too long since I've written for this OC and I'm sorry.

MORE OF THIS OC HERE!

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Hannibal brought up his idea the first night after Abigail woke up from her coma. That idea being introducing (Y/n) to Abigail.

(Y/n) had been told the story of poor Abigail Hobbs. The girl with the killer for a father. The one who was dragged on hunting trips. The one whose dad killed girls who looked eerily similar to her.

"Are you sure this would be the best choice," (Y/n) asked as they discussed the idea over dinner one night. "I... I don't want to overwhelm her. She's had a few days of chaos. So many people. Reporters and doctors and investigators... I'm just worried."

"That's why I think it would benefit her greatly," he explained. "Someone with no ulterior motives. Just a kind face."

"Can you not serve as that kind face?"

"She knows me as a doctor. As one of the people who helped catch her father," he replied. "She needs someone new. No previous connections."

(Y/n) slowly nodded.

"And you offer some fascinating insights."

"How so?"

Hannibal paused at the question. It had been a long time since he had struggled to find a decent answer to such a question.

"You're outlook on life tends to differ greatly from those that Abigail has known so far."

A very smooth attempt to avoid admitting that he knew more of (Y/n)'s story than (Y/n) did.

"And Alana approves of this idea?"

"After some persuasion, yes," Hannibal grinned up from his food.

(Y/n) grinned back. "Well then, I guess I can try to get through to her."

"Thank you."

The next day, Hannibal drove the pair up to Port Haven Psychiatric Facility. Will and Alana were waiting outside for them. (Y/n) smiled at the sight of the pair, jumping out of the car almost before Hannibal had stopped completely.

"Will," they fussed, pulling the man into a tight hug. "How have you been feeling?"

"As fine as I can be," his grin is tense and forced, but he does feel a sense of comfort due to (Y/n)'s presence.

They turned to hug Alana next, whose smile was much more genuine as she hugged them back.

"How are you," (Y/n) mumbled before stepping back.

"Busy as ever," she explained. "Especially now. I assume Hannibal gave you an idea of who Abigail is."

(Y/n) nodded as Hannibal joined the group. His hand touched the small of (Y/n)'s back, ready to carefully lead them inside.

"I've avoided reading too much about Abigail," (Y/n) explained. "They all seemed so focused on the idea that she had to be evil."

Alana and Will nodded.

They signed in before walking down the hall. Will and Alana waited outside while Hannibal led (Y/n) inside. The approach was Hannibal's idea. Abigail wasn't overwhelmed by the mere number of people and wasn't left alone with someone that she didn't know.

"Abigail," Hannibal spoke up to get the girl's attention. "I want to introduce you to someone."

(Y/n) waved at the girl. Abigail's eyebrows furrowed.

"This is (Y/n)," he explained. "My partner."

(Y/n) tried to keep their smile from getting too big. It was still new to them. The idea of being his partner and not just his friend. Hannibal smiled at them. It felt like the most natural title in the world to him.

"I thought the two of you would get along."

"Hi," they said.

"Hi," Abigail replied awkwardly.

"It's nice to meet you," they continued. "How are you feeling?"

"Kind of tired," she shrugged, glancing at Hannibal for a moment.

"Hannibal, can you..."

"Of course," he nodded. He pressed a kiss to the side of (Y/n)'s head before leaving the room.

"I... I brought you this," (Y/n) stepped forward slowly, holding out a gift. It was wrapped in some dark blue paper with a gold ribbon.

They stepped closer to the bed, so it was easier for Abigail to grab the gift. They sat on the edge as Abigail opened it.

"I was going to bring you some food, but I was worried they would confiscate it," (Y/n) shrugged. "Plus, I didn't know if you had any allergies or what your favorites were... and I should stop talking."

Abigail grinned before pulling off the wrapping paper. Inside was a book.

"I also didn't know what kind of stories you liked, but I wanted to try to find something-"

"It's a book of poems."

"Are you not interested in poetry?"

"I... I don't know," she shrugged.

(Y/n) grinned. "I thought it was a safe place to start."

Abigail nodded before placing the book on the table. "Thank you."

There was a small pause.

"So... how long have you and Hannibal been together," she asked after a few moments.

(Y/n)'s smile told a thousand words. "Not... Not very long."

Abigail tilted her head.

"Well, we've been friends for a while. A few years, really," they explained. "And then, it all just kind of happened. We had dinner at his house. With Will, actually. And after Will left, Hannibal and I kissed and it all just... happened. It felt right."

"You make it sound like a fairytale," she chuckled. "True love's kiss."

"Sometimes it feels that simple."

Abigail grinned at the thought.

"I don't want to bore you-"

"You aren't," she stopped (Y/n). "It's nice to have someone talk about something other than my dad for once."

"Oh," (Y/n) nodded. "Okay."

"Why was Will there?"

"Oh, he... apparently, he wanted to meet me. Hannibal has this photo of the two of us in his office."

"What's the photo?"

"It's from my birthday," (Y/n) said. "I think it was the first birthday after we met. I didn't... well... don't have a whole lot of friends. Hannibal held a little dinner for me. It was really nice."

"Are you and Dr. Bloom friends?"

"I think so," they nodded. "She is the sweetest person. She is incredibly protective. All she wants is to keep everyone safe all the time."

"I can tell."

"I'm sure you could."

"That's enough about me," (Y/n) waved off any further questions. "Tell me about you. Whatever you want. Tell me about your old pet turtle, if you want."

The next hour or so was the best time that Abigail had experienced since the tragic events that led her to that room in the first place. (Y/n) saw so much more than the daughter of a killer. So much more than some headline or potential threat. And Abigail felt a sense of comfort from that.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that either one of them seemed to snap out of their conversation.

Alana leaned her head through the doorway.

"Sorry," she muttered.

"Do they need the room," (Y/n) asked. Alana nodded. "Alright, got it. One second."

They stood up and grinned at Abigail.

"It was nice meeting you," they said. "I hope you enjoy the book."

"Are you going to visit again," she asked. "Today was really nice."

"I'll try my best," (Y/n) promised. "Bye Abigail! It was nice to meet you!"

"You too."

Alana and (Y/n) crossed paths in the doorway. Hannibal and Will were waiting outside. Hannibal seemed calm, but Will was pacing. (Y/n) thought he looked like a nervous parent.

"How did it go," he asked as soon as he spotted them.

"She's very sweet," (Y/n) replied. "She just needs more than people asking about her father. She's more than her dad's crimes."

Will sighed. "(Y/n)... Jack Crawford thinks there's a chance that Abigail was involved."

"He's actually entertaining that," they glared at him before looking at Hannibal. Hannibal looked toward the floor. "Abigail is a scared teenager. She doesn't deserve any of this. If you want to investigate, fine. Do not involve me. Abigail needs love and support. A gentle hand. She's not a monster."

"We don't think she is," Hannibal explained, touching (Y/n)'s arm.

He already knew about Abigail's involvement in her father's crimes. He saw no point in tainting the view (Y/n) had of the young girl.

"Then why say anything?"

"You deserve to know all parts of this situation if you're going to visit her."

(Y/n) shook their head and looked down.

"I'm sorry," Will added softly.

They let out a huff through their nose. "It's okay. I just wish you two would've told me the true purpose of this visit."

"I'm sorry," Hannibal stepped forward and pressed a kiss to their forehead. "I'm sorry, darling."

(Y/n)'s eyes closed as he did.

"Would you like to go home," he asked. (Y/n) nodded before turning to Will.

"Let me know if she likes the book I brought."

Will nodded.

(Y/n) and Hannibal didn't speak again until after Hannibal had started the drive home.

"She has a chance," (Y/n) said softly. Hannibal hummed, pushing for more information. "A chance at a life beyond this. She has... so much potential. She's smart and kind and funny."

Hannibal nodded, agreeing with them.

"She just needs the opportunity."

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mr-orion · 16 days

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Please tell me abt your OCs

Backstory lore dump i guess, i did not proofread this so if you see errors no you fucking didnt

You get Elliot because I like Elliot rn. Elliot was inspired by pirates, he even used to be one as he was adopted by humans. Hence why he parrot esque hair, bone appendages, and the flying dutchman colored magic. Very pirate stuff.

So a dragon socialized as a human and not a dragon makes Elliot incredibly different. He hadn't even seen another dragon until at port one day. Elliot being naive and dumb assumes the best intentions of this dragon when he approaches him and asks him for courtship. Elliot laughs and tells him to come along to sea.

This relationship is not good, his lover is a serial cheater. And as Elliot stumbles upon more and more books about dragons he learns he is an awful mate by raging beast standards too. Unfortunately, this revelation comes waaaayyyy too late. Especially after they both have joined souls.

When dragons have a strong connection with each other, they can form a bond that links their souls as one. This also allows dragons to draw power and magic from each other. It is supposed to connect dragons for eternity.

Since its so serious when a soul link is broken the dragon who broke it usually won't live more than a week, unless they have a new person lined up or go back to their ex. Obviously many would rather die, including Elliot, who strategically breaks the bond when they are at port and flees. He walks the coast out of town for days, completely drained and expecting to die.

That is until he is pummeled by Baron, who thinks he's on his sand to threaten his spouses or rob him.

Elliot lays on his then womanly charm, effectively pacifying Baron as he does appear very weak and not threatening to Barons testosterone.

It's actually Neve who whacks Baron on the head and suggests letting Elliot inside for a meal. As an apology for Baron pouncing him when Elliot technically wasn't even on Baron's property.

Elliots not dumb, he knows there's 3 dragons here at Baron's manor, that means at least one of them is single. (Right?)

And decidedly, that must be Neve as Neve keeps awing over him and calling him cute and masculine (tehe). The masculine part wasn't something Elliot usually heard but Neve is really good at picking up human gender. Baron is not and keeps accidentally misgendering him the whole dinner. Neve corrects him like the true MVP. Baron is confused but at least apologetic.

Dragon gender is based on wealth and who can birth babies. Since theres a lot of intersexuality in dragons the gender works on a gradient. Many to establish one's social hierarchy.

Neve eventually works the truth out of him, so Elliot suggests maybe he could form a soul link with him, or any other single dragon so he doesn't have to die right now.

Baron is annoyed with that. So he asked him. "So some lowly scum tricked you into a soul link and you couldn't break that one because you're weak, yet you expect to break another one with my spouse?"

Elliot obviously flustered doesn't say much as Lezna scolds him. Lezna doesn't think it's a bad idea for Baron to make it and then later break when Elliot is back in good health. Baron's never been one to turn down someone in need no matter how pompous he is. So he offers to make and break the pact for Elliot.

Elliot is of course thankful and spends every waking moment training to get stronger. He even tells Baron what the humans are up to now and explains some of their customs more in depth. He eventually gets around to explaining their gender and how he wants to be a man. It all kind of clicks for Baron after he tells Elliot he's a dragon not a human and Elliot reexplains. Baron tries to equate that to his own dragon gender and that helps him understand. It finally clicks for Baron that it's not Elliot wanting to change just his social status but also his physical traits. He enthusiastically tells Elliot that there's an ancient witch who knows a potion for making humans male. So if he can find him then it might work on Elliot!

This begins Elliots adventuring. He does find the witch, unfortunately the potion is much to weak and its affects are temporary , BUT he's able to bring the potion back to Lezna. They tamper with it ad it effects gradually help masculinize Elliot and keep him masculinized as long as he regularly ingests it. A lot of his adventuring is a conquest for gender affirming care.

He really does love adventuring and eventually decides to open an adventurers guild.

Also. Everyone kind of justtttt forgets about breaking the pact. Baron especially because he's afraid that after Elliot won't want to remain friends with him.

And y'know Elliot knows how awful it is to break a bond. He wouldn't want to do that to Baron. In fact. He should get strong enough so he can do it. That would be the right thing to do.

Lezna and Neve aren't about to remind amyone either. Especially Neve who is head over heels with adoration for Elliot. Then again everyone is, Neve just extra.

Some extra fun facts~

•Elliot is an amputee, he uses both mechanical and magical aids interchangeably to help him walk.

•He is Mzamaki's guild master, but he also attends the college that Mzamaki's is a professor at.

•The beads he wears on his hair are for each of his spouses. White for Neve, pink for Baron, and bluish black for Lezna

#mr orion elliot #ocs #my ocs #sketch #oc art #ask #oc ask #mr orion misc oc #oc bio #some worldbuild #worldbuilding #if you squint

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ahamkara-apologist · 7 months

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you have GOT to post guardian pics I'm begging you. feed us (me?) information about your characters. I must know. it is imperative

TYSM FOR ENABLING ME ANON BC THEY ARE MY BLORBOS AND IM VIBRATING ABOUT THEM. buckle the fuck up because this is gonna be a long fucking post

Okay first up is Aeris Sharphawk- aro/ace, he/him. he's my main character, my hunter, and the Young Wolf of my timeline.

He’s half-Awoken, half-Human (I’ll get to that in a moment, he’s actually an older oc of mine that I ported over from Bloodborne whose bastard nature needed a D2 equivalent), and the older half-brother to my solar titan, Marcelline Attenbough- one of the few little remnants from their past life that they were able to discover in a diary on Marcie’s corpse when they were rezzed together (which occurred because their ghosts are twins). He’s autistic, lawful neutral, and vastly prefers using Darkness over Light because of sensory issues; his ghost (Hoarfrost, previously Mercury) mods his helmets to drastically reduce noise, but he can’t help how Arc tingles, Solar burns, and Void numbs. Tends to spend most of his battles either hyperfocused or dissociated to deal with it. As for the lawful neutral title, that’s because he doesn’t fight for the Vanguard because of a loyalty to humanity, but exclusively for the survival of the Last City and everyone in it. This extended to House Light and the Cabal under Caital instantaneously, and would do so to Eramis if she so chose, because he really just doesn’t take most things personally. He's sometimes derogatorily called 'the Vanguard's Hound' because of this.

He’s skilled with a bow, and is cursed with a resting haunted stare that can rival even the fiercest bird of prey- hence his title, given to him because his last name wasn’t present in the little diary that Marcie had when they were rezzed. Personality wise, he’s quiet, stoic, extremely efficient at what he does, fiercely protective of those he loves, and deeply curious about the unknown- though if you don’t know him, you’d never be able to guess it, because he struggles deeply with facial expressions and tone, giving him the appearance that he’s ruthlessly cold and unfeeling (pretty much the Guardian we see in game). Because of this, he tends to do much better with Eliksni than most of humanity- bar the Awoken, though Mara makes him deeply uncomfortable- and is thus far more comfortable with them. He’s the moon to Marcie’s sun, and helps keep her in check, for despite her cheery personality, she has a very strong sense of justice and a penchant for impulsive, temperamental behavior when she thinks that justice has been wronged. This goes both ways, however, as Aeris is the very definition of ‘curiosity killed the cat’; he voluntarily gets bit by venomous snakes at venom labs to see how immunity/allergies develops over time, and has a fascination with the Vex that got him a ‘needs watching’ report after he nearly jumped into a pool of radiolaria to see what would happen. The older-brother affection isn’t related to just Marcie, though; he’s unofficially adopted Eido as his younger sister (or kid? Because uhhh that curiosity of his has extended to fucking Misraaks once or twice), and is a mentor figure of sorts to Crow, though he’s unaware that Crow idolizes him; he only hunted Uldren down to keep Marcie out of trouble, as he didn’t like Cayde and was neutral on Uldren, so seeing Crow for the first time didn’t bother him at all. Tutored on occasion by Osiris, and thus has a very deep respect for him.

People other than Marcie that he likes: Zavala, Ikora, Osiris, Eido, Misraaks, Eris, and Variks, Petrichor-12 (oc), Viper-4 (oc, lightless guardian), Crow

People he dislikes: Cayde, the Spider, Clovis Bray, Savathun, Mara Sov, Petra Venj (can’t read her very well), anyone who is loud or insistent or confusing

Primary class (Dark): Stasis

Primary class (Light): Arcstrider

Motifs: Dark, cool blue/silver, viper and hawk symbolism

Likes: Learning about things, working with the Eliksni, being good at being a hunter, bows/glaives/swords, playing with Strand, Gambit (surprisingly)

Dislikes: Crucible, loud noises, fusion rifles, snipers because of the kick (despite being very good with them), shotguns, fans and most other guardians

Fun fact: When Hoarfrost and Solaris found them, it was in a frigid part of old Russia, with Aeris holding Marcie close to his chest with his back to the door- they had frozen to death while trying to keep each other warm, and were under a thick layer of permafrost. When they were risen, they found out their names, their relationship to each other, and the fact that their father was a cheating bastard who produced Aeris after screwing an Awoken woman for the novelty of it because Marcie had a little diary in her front pocket, which had been somewhat preserved by the cold. Both their ghosts theorize that the reason why Aeris is so drawn to Stasis and Marcie to Solar is because of how they died, though neither guardian will say anything about it. He can also speak near-fluent Eliksni.

Then there’s Marcie, younger half-sister to Aeris and the sun to his moon; she/her, Solar Titan, lesbian, lawful good. Where he is quiet and introverted, she is loud and bombastic, and where he likes to dart in and strike down his enemies from afar, she likes to punch. I just recently made her in Destiny because the character creation doesn't really match how I see her, hence why she's got Arc on here

(closer to her actual face minus the blue eyes; this is a very old bloodborne pic)

Unlike her half-brother, Marcie is a full human, and- according to the diary she rezzed with- was objectively her father's favorite, though the feeling was not mutual, and their relationship was strained by her taking so kindly to the bastard son he tried to send away. Compared to Aeris, she's bright, bubbly, and outgoing, but has a fierce temper, and is quick to snap if something has pushed her too far-think a jack russel's terrier of a human being. Her ghost's name is Solaris (previously Quicksilver), and she prefers the Light and Solar by far. Her preferred method of combat is to hit first, ask questions later, which can be incredibly effective or incredibly dangerous depending on who's on the opposite end of her wrath. Her and Aeris share many quests together, with me typically attributing all the seasons that I didn’t play to Marcie, given that I didn’t make a Destiny character for her for the longest time.

She was best friends with Cayde, and was so devastated by his death that Aeris had to go instead, as she would have killed anything and everything in vengeance without a second thought. She did, however, kill Riven- something that Aeris himself was somewhat reluctant to do,given his fascination with the Ahamkara. She's stubborn as a mule, surprisingly strong despite her small stature (well, small-ish), and is an absolute massive lesbian, with her type specifically being 'big strong ladies who can kill me'- which was primarily why she wasn't allowed to fight Eramis, or other big hotties, as she has a pretty hardcore crush on her. (The second reason was that she would have stood and bickered with Eramis about the ethics of what she was doing until either one or the other yielded). Instead, she was assigned to work with Misraaks to evacuate House Light refugees, which ended up being a fortuitous partnership with the coming of the Endless Night. Now, her primary work for the Vanguard consists of aiding Eliksni refugees, along with general alien-human politics and tackling xenophobia, as well as working on being an apprentice Splicer. She is very, VERY passionate about equal rights and will drag you to the Crucible if you fight her- and good fucking luck winning against her, because she fucking loves the Crucible and will beat your ass everytime. She’s somewhat of a local celebrity in that reguard

Her deep fondness for her brother comes primarily from the fact that he is one of the few people to take her seriously without either asking her to calm down or come off as patronizing- he's also a well of stability to her excitable moods, the voice of reason to her hyperempathy. While he keeps her from biting off more than she can chew, she acts as his translator + guide, yanking him back onto the path of sanity if he starts to wander into the Deep, and helping him with dysfunction things that Hoarfrost can’t do. She also enjoys working through the data he collects, even if she has no desire to go searching for it herself, so they make a good pair- even if, like most siblings, they will argue over every little thing and sometimes drive each other up the walls with their stubbornness.

I've already mentioned that she got along with Cayde, but her other friends at the tower are Shaxx, Drifter, Saint-14, and Ada-1. Misraaks is her mentor, as well as one of the few people who can talk her down from stupid shit, with uh…questionable results. And while she couldn't stand the sight of Crow when Aeris dragged him back, she managed to befriend him reguardless, mostly because he was so different from the Uldren she remembered that she couldn’t help but accept him for who he was. She often went out drinking with him and Amanda, and was devastated when she died.

People she likes: Cayde, Shaxx, Drifter, Saint-14, Ada-1, Misraaks, Crow, Amanda (rip), Caiatl

People she dislikes: Uldren Sov, The Osmium Siblings, The Spider, Lakshmi-2, anyone against the Eliksni or people who are rude to Aeris, Calus

Likes: Crucible, Gambit, fucking around with weapons in new and creative ways, going out to drink with friends, playfully flirting, helping with construction work around the Eliksni District, playing around with the Light, moths and other fuzzy creatures

Primary Class (Light): Solar

Primary Class (Dark): Strand

Dislikes: Fighting Eliksni, any exploding enemies that she can’t punch, bows because Aeris will always be better than her at using them, the fact that Aeris fucked Misraaks at one point for science, being alone, her inability to score a girl who isn’t a war criminal

Motif: crimson and gold, bears or lion with eagle wings

Fun fact: Her grasp on Eliksni is actually more fluent than Aeris, and she spends a good deal of her time in the Tower socializing with people while he’s off doing…whatever.

Okay, now onto Petrichor-12, who decided to nope out of being a Guardian so I deleted their slot to make Marcie before I really did anything to dazzle them up

Petrichor-12 is a now-retired guardian that actually came from a dream I had before I even played Destiny. They/them or he/him, neutral good, Void titan, ghost is seldom-speaking and called Whisper. Neutral good. I attribute them with D1 content, so they’re the guardian that killed Crota and Oryx, though Marcie and Aeris were also there to help.

Petrichor is an older, somewhat quiet, melancholy do-gooder that's been haunted by guilt ever since they found out the memories of who they were via the Deep Stone Crypt- a bodyguard for Clovis Bray that was turned to a path of anger, abuse, and violence after agreeing to be tested on for power, and got corrupted by the Darkness. This, paired with being rezzed in the Dark Ages, means that they have a lot of trauma surrounding violence, power, and the dilemma of being made to kill when all you want to do is save people. As such, Eramis's predicament troubles them greatly, and while it was them who gunned her down in conjunction with Aeris, they often found themselves returning to her frozen body on Europa to talk to her (presumed corpse) about Darkness corruption in a sort of venting monologue-advice system, which worked both as a way of fending off their troubles as well as keep an eye on her state- though now that she’s defrosted they’ve vowed never come near her again out of embarrassment.

While retired, they are a stalwart defender of anyone who needs it and a keeper of peace, driven partially by a genuine desire to do good and a need to prove themselves not the person that they used to be. No longer able to mingle with other guardians or humanity at large due to PTSD from what they learned, they live in the Botza district as an ambassador between the Eliksni and humanity, they like to knit + quilt in their free time, teaching whichever hatchlings will listen and getting tutored on weaving by old Wolves in return. They're also 6'3", so…lorge. Zavala and Misraaks are the two people they talk to the most outside of the Eliksni refugees, and they drop by to say hi to Eva and knit with her whenever they have the chance. The war with the Witness is threatning to bring them out of retirement, something that they are deeply unhappy with.

People he likes: Namrask, Misraaks, Saladin, Zavala, Ikora, Osiris (recently), Marcie and Aeris, Saint-14, Eris (complicated)

People they dislike: Themselves, Osiris (formerly), Eramis (reminds them of themselves), Ghaul, Oryx, Xivu Arath, Clovis Bray, anyone who goads them to fight, Elsie and Ana Bray by association, Rasputin

Motif: gold and sapphire blue, used to have a gryphon motif but stopped wearing it because they don’t want to be recognized as the Kingkiller

Likes: Knitting, sewing, weaving, gardening, really anything restorative they can do with their free hands that forces their mind not to wander

Class (Light): Void, sometimes Arc

Class (Dark): no.

Dislikes: War, fighting, being a guardian, everything that has to do with what they used to be, anything Braytech sciences, the cumulative trauma from the Dark Ages and seeing recordings of who they used to be in the Deep Stone Crypt, their own fear of themselves

Fun fact: Petrichor-12 can speak Eliksni fluently, having modulated their voice and hearing to be able to incorporate the subsonic clicks and chirps in their speech, and is now working on learning Ulurant despite not at all liking the Cabal empire

Ash: Another dream character of mine, and my newest Guardian (so she’s somewhat of a wip). She/her, solar + void warlock, chaotic neutral to lawful evil depending on her mood. Pansexual but bitchless. Rezzed in the tail end of the Dark Ages, just long enough for her to see how horrible everything was but not long enough to see the true extent of it. Scholar of the Light, and most recently a scholar of the Dark as well.

Ash is a warlock with an awful temper, a moral code that changes on a whim, and a ravenous appetite for knowledge that comes at the cost of everyone else, including herself. Her ghost (an anxious and caring little lass) is called Nutmeg, and is pretty much the only indicator that she has a soft spot. Ash dedicated herself to learning how to get closer to the Light, but unlike the more conventional meditations that people usually do to, she was inspired by ancient Greek priestesses and decided for a more unconventional route- by doing hard drugs. By getting either extremely drunk or very high, she claims that she overcomes the need for meditation (or, rather, bypasses it entirely because she’s too impatient for it) and gains a deeper connection with her powers, as she’s connecting with it instinctually rather than choosing to seek it out. Nutmeg and many others are not as convinced about this method, but they also can’t deny that it doesn’t have its perks, as Ash does have a very powerful connection to her light- mainly through exploding things, or setting everything around her on fire. It’s how she used to survive the Warlords she’d steal from in the Dark Ages, and she’s known specifically for her ability to mimic a nova bomb, but with solar power, which is strong particularly for how unexpected it is.

However, being constantly hungover and harbouring no friends doesn’t exactly have its benefits, and as a result Ash is almost always grumpy, abrasive, quick to anger, quick to turn to cruel jibes and mocking when being defensive (which is often), and is generally awful to be around. She has no friends other than Nutmeg (whose bond has become strained as of late, since Ash is now turning to substance abuse for coping with the impending threat of the Witness rather than simply using it for her studies), her apartment is an uncleaned shithole she only uses for crashing in when she’s particularly out of it, and she's constantly in a state of passive-aggressive warfare with Osiris, as she and him used to occasionally cross paths and share research; they might have had a student-teacher dynamic if they didn’t grate so abrasively, and if Ash wasn’t so much of a lone wolf. He’s tried to whip her into shape a couple of times, but to no avail- they just devolved into shouting matches. Pretty much the only people she listens to are the Drifter and Nutmeg, but whether or not she’ll actually take their advice is a toss-up.

Despite this, she will overall always choose to do what's right and will begrudgingly trudge along with people in random strikes to ensure that important missions get done, as she fears failure more than she does judgment. And yet, to an extent she also fears judgment, for part of the reason why she’s so cruel is to keep people at arm’s length, so as to prevent them from learning her weaknesses- not even her constant complaining about being bitchless will cover up that the core reason why she makes no effort to clean herself up and be nicer is because she fears vulnerability. She’s also brilliant with the Light and cunningly adept with the Dark, which is why the Vanguard continues to ask for her help and expertise.

People she likes: the Drifter, Hawthorne, Nutmeg, Eido, Toland, Shaxx to most everybody’s surprise

People she dislikes: Pretty much the whole Vanguard and 90% of other guardians, Saladin, the Iron Lords, Osiris, Misraaks,

Primary class (Dark): Stasis, wants to learn Strand but has a hard time letting go

Primary class (Light): Solar, Void

Likes: Learning nuances of the Light that others don’t go into detail to, connecting with the Light, growing more powerful and shaping it into new, experimental Supers that would make Zavala have a heart attack if he saw them in action, taking leadership in Strikes and prodding around New Lights to teach them about what it is to be a Guardian (but gently), killing assholes to put them in their place, spooking people

Dislikes: Being told what to do, being reminded that she’s a mess, being reminded that she’s afraid and that her behavior is starting to turn self-detrimental, being looked down on by other Guardians, the restrictive nature of Vanguard protocol that keeps her from playing around with her experimental supers, guardians who have no respect or care about mortal lives, getting kicked from bars for fighting said guardians with no respect or care for mortal lives, being reminded that she has a soft side and cares so much for other people that it scares her

Colours/theme: black, flame-gold, and green

Fun fact: Likes the Hive aesthetic, and knows their tongue just for the hell of it. Has quite a bit of fun tormenting and taunting Hive Lightbearers, loves digging around the Osmium Siblings. Despite this, she’s not passionate about the Hive, and doesn’t care one bit if they’re wiped out or not. She also pretty much never takes off the Stag helm, as dropping a rift on death has saved her ass more than once, and tends to sleep in her robes. It’s a miracle that she doesn’t stink something awful, but smells perpetually like smoke instead.

and last but not least: Viper-4, an ex-guardian who I have almost nothing on because he tends to be a side character: he/him, trans exo, primarily black chassis with red markings, not yet settled on alignment. A friend of Aeris, he's an ex-Hunter who is now the primary caretaker for a variety of venomous snakes whose species have survived the Collapse. He collects their venom to try to recreate old Golden-Age medicines and antivenom- which he does with Aeris's help- and had his forearms modded with soft silicone so that the snakes don't hurt him if they bite him. Generally a friendly and chill guy, but has a melancholy air as most Ghostless do, and wants to learn Strand so that he has some modicum of control over the elements again, as his lack of feeling the Light was the hardest part about his Ghost's death. Much like Brya and Sagira, his ghost sacrificed her to save him, but he blames himself for her death and pretty much entirely refuses to talk about it. Used to be quite adept with Void. I note that he's trans here because it carried over into his exo body, as he was raised with synthetic top surgery scars that were then worked into beautiful engravings of flowers, swords, and snakes by Viper-1

#long post #destiny 2 #my ocs #my guardians #oc: aeris sharphawk #oc: marcelline attenbough #oc: petrichor-12 #oc: ash #oc: viper-4 #maybe i should have used a readmore but #im paranoid about accidentally deleting this blog and having it be lost #sjdhfg

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||An Officer's Corruption part Thirty-five||

Hello there dears, Peahen mom here but it's time to add another part to the Officer's Corruption series. <3 I was trying to think on this one but I hope you like it.

If you wish to see how or where everything is going, you can follow up on the chapters down below.

||Chapters so far|| 1-30|| ((Click here))

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Part Thirty one

Part Thirty two

Part Thirty Three

Part Thirty Four

((Your reading Thirty five))

||Drabble Summary||

As the evening, Some events were happening this night and it seems one between Tae and Chuuya. With more information coming along, will Tae get the info she needs to figure this out? And what of the others during this night? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~Strong heavy NSFW is present in this

~Friends with Benefit is present in this

~Mature and Dark Themes

~Dom/Sub behavior is present in this

~blood warning is present

~drug use is present in this

||Guests in Drabble||

Rave"Oblivion" Daitengu, Fin Reer, and anyone else mention belongs to my amazing Rp partner @demon-blood-youths While Matt Knack with his Lovely Horrors belong to the sideblog @lovelyxhorrors that is run by demon mun.

Luna so-yeon koboyashi, Yuuka Nakano and others mentioned are my OC's and belong to me. While Chuuya Nakahara, Ryuunosuke and Gin Akutagawa from BSD series are mentioned in this but are rped by me as my muses.

Daichi Pheon-X comes from a side blog @chunibyo-x-sorcerer that belong to my beloved amazing friend @demon-blood-youths

Yuji Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro is from the anime serious Jujutsu Kaisen

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. I hope you Enjoy.))

---- Northern State Penitentiary/Private Meeting Room -----

The light chat between Oblivion and Chuuya was a silent one and yet, he was also given some new information that would help her in the long run. Judging by his answers, they did seem close to what she thought.

"So can you tell me about the three people yous saw?" Tae asked waiting for him to answer while he sighed to look at the table with his hands closed together.

"As I remember it was three people. Two male and one female. A male with dark brown hair, blue eyes, but his appearance looked fit but..unhuman like for a guy like him. The second male has black hair, red eyes but he seems too pretty to even be human. So maybe unhuman I guess.." He said seeing her writing this down. "And the female was shorter of the two, long green hair but has dark brown eyes. She seems pretty well known for the weapons she used to fight." he said.

"....Hmmm, I have a feeling that they were sneaking off some drugs and other things. I guess they were rival gang against the port mafia or some shit." he said but Tae blinks.

"What do you mean?"

"..It's just a thought or theory. I figure those three hated that maybe the port mafia wouldn't allow us to work together to sell off their products being what you know so far as their drugs from the black market.

"The black market?"

"Yeah. I figure given the items she left as a trail took us to it, our boss told us to trace it down while being sure we caught them red headed. That or them pretending to wanna make a deal business." he sighed.

She writes this down as well looking unsure about this now. If they were the main reason this happened. Could it be that this was due to a failed business deal?

"However, I can tell you this: the chemical drugs were rather rare. Given they were from the black market it only works depending on the type of gift that one has or quirk I guess. Maybe these chemical weapons or drugs worked unless tested with someone that can withstand them." Chuya explains while Tae looked confused.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, some weapons need some sort of trigger to work right? Maybe those assholes needed a test subject to see how it effects someone with a quirk they needed. Maybe they read up her info seeing she had a poison type quirk to boost the power of the weapons? Maybe they were planning on using her to use those weapons?"

".........."

"Soooo maybe whoever heard about this wanted to spread the drug around in order to make it a stronger dose. Maybe they wanted her to use her quirk to make the weapons dangerous. Everyone knows not all poisons are safe and hers were pretty dangerous. I never expected her poison to be that dangerous for anyone." Chuya said but Tae got worried about Yuuka.

"Can you explain when you found out about the location? Do you remember anything they could have left when they ditched?" she asked.

"...Nothing much. All I know a big fight happened, a explosion, the area was covered in a purple mist given it was from that woman. Or it could be the same one that got away during the fight. I hear after the police caught us and thought WE were the ones that did it but the real ones ran off to get away." Chuya said and yet, this got the other quiet.

"....I see........And I guess after, you didn't know where those three ran off after?" Tae asked.

".....No. I only had a thought or the siblings say they might have ran away to the north to hide. The police must still be looking for them. Though, all I can say is look for a trail."

"..And that trail is?" she asked.

".....A trail leaving white footprints. I remember one of our products were something of a white type of mixing agent. Maybe that should help with something you are looking for?" he said simply. Tae was quiet but thinks.

'A trail of white footprints? Did he mean from them leaving a trail of some kind to find them? Did they leave some DNA trail?' she thought.

"Uhhhhhh..."

"And the mixing agent? That's something you guys really sell?"

"Yep. As I said, Port Mafia is not into drugs and some shit. We are not into that stuff. Now other gangs and other people, now they would be even when it comes to try selling a dangerous black market drug for billions and billions of dollars to get rich. Or maybe they were making it and testing it on that Yuu girl to see the results. Maybe they got them and wanted to enhance it more and more. Anymore and she might end up being dead." he said.

Tae's eyes slightly widen hearing that but her hand closed into a fist to grip the pin. She didn't want anything like that to get into the wrong hands. However, this was very concerning.

"However, given of the drugs. If one wanted to use that against someone, they would mold them into someone that can't be saved. They'll end up forgetting who they are if it's that bad.....but it's a theory."

"......"

~~~~~~Meanwhile in Area D~~~~~~~

"St..stop...stop stop sto..ahhhhh.....e..enough.." Gin smiled looking at Jason to see him bucking into her while feeling how wet she felt inside. She's been teasing and teasing him non stop that he growls claws the wall while she had him under her touches. Such a precious puppy he was and yet it already got her wet.

"Heh, good boy....very good boy. Just relax. I said I was going to move for you. You just gotta lay there and enjoy it......" she coos to slowly bucking her hips down as she started speeding up. He gasped feeling his own cock hard from the soft yet light touches of her fingers to the tightness inside. He moans throwing his head back but she held the leash she made with his belt to be sure he keeps still.

"Haaaa st..stop..p..please..please...I..I can't.."

"Ohh yes you can. You are so aroused right now. Hard and throbbing inside of me just to get some relief. But thanks to you, I've gotten excited myself. Can't you feel how wet and tight I am? How aroused you made me thanks to you. Don't it feel good? Do you like it? Or are you trying to fight off how good it feels inside of me."

He could smell the sweet toxic scent lingering from her but he was panting feeling so close that she even smiled to carefully make him sit up to look down at him. Still moving her hips up and down while panting against his lips. He looked so dazed right now while she was bucking her hips faster.

"Haaaa...hhaaaaaa..."

"So cute....you are so cute. Don't try to fight it. Don't try to ignore this feeling, this heat..this wetness. You love it so much your throbbing inside of me..." she whispered against his lips almost close to kiss him but he takes in more of her sweet scent, feeling more aroused that she feels him twitching. He wanted to touch her, hold her, do something!

This was punishment to him that he was able to kiss her neck that she gently push him back on his back while kissing his lips. He shook from the softness of her lips that she was making out with him. Her body pressed up against his own while they make out.

When the kiss was broken, she smiled looking at his dazed expression to tease. "Want relief now? I wanna see your expressions as I'm riding you..would you like that my puppy?" she purrs that he gulps feeling aroused again.

"Haa..Y...Yes..Yes fuck..I..I want.."

"What? What do you want?" she asked looking at him.

"...You know what I..I want! Damn it, don't tease me please!" He said that she only smiled to look right at him. So cute, already slowing her hips down with a lick of her own. Gin made him back up against the wall but he was about to touch her that she grabs his wrist to stop him.

"Ah ah ah....keep your arms down and no touching. Just sit right there and enjoy." she teased that he shook again. That dominating voice was a lot but he only sees her adjusting herself starting once more but harder. He gasped clawing the wall as she threw her head back moaning out while holding the leash in one hand.

"Ohhh fuck such a good puppy....you feel so good..." she panted bouncing on him as she tightens around him once more.

He moans softly feeling her bouncing onto his lap that she was shivering moving her hips faster and harder. Her sweet moans slip past her kissable lips while enjoying this feeling. However, she pushes her hips down more that she fully sat on him. Both him and her moan together as he feels her pressed her chest against his own while panting against his lips.

"Haaa...P..Puppy....puppy..."

She was a tight one alright but this made him grit his teeth as she was having her hands resting on either side of his head on the wall. She was looking down at him seeing her hair covering her shoulders and over her back.

"T..tight.w...why are you s..so tight?" he groans but she chuckled breathless to smile.

"Because you got your first taste.....but I still said I was going to savor this......" The light claps of skin heard as he groans shuddering to feel her moving. Her chest moving each time she bounces up and down taking him deeper and deeper inside. It felt hot, tight, wet, and really good that his own primal instincts were telling him to breed her right now. However, hearing her soft moans as she bounces on his lap tells him he had to be a good boy or she would punish him for it.

"Haaaa....hhaaaaa......"

"S..see? F..feels good right? Your such a good doggy aren't you?" she panted bouncing on his lap as Jason moans leaning his head back. Even if he wanted to touch her she give him a look to keep him where he was.

"F..fuck..ahhh....s.....mmmmm!!....mmmmmmm...." as he was savoring this feeling, Gin smiled leaning over him as she keeps bouncing her hips up and down taking him in deeply inside. It fit just right to fill her up but she wonders how long he would hold on before begging to breed her? Only time will tell and this night was a long one. She wouldn't mind that.

"Good boy, just savor it a little longer and if your good..I'll let you go wild.."

~~~~~In Area E~~~~~~~

He was not expecting himself to be trapped like this, under the hungry eyes of a killer. The sound of squeaking from the bed to the loud clapping skin noises leads to a wild night indeed.

Ryunosuke was biting into his bottom lip with his red eyes glowing with his hair covering some of his face. He was being roughly pounded by the officer who was snapping his hips upward while Ryu was leaning back being taken like this.

"MFFMMM!!"

"Heh, who would have guess hhaaa that a naughty little hellhound like you could be such a dirty little thing? Your already so wet and you haven't stopped cumming since I started." Matt panted against his neck already coated in bites from him. Some of his blood shows on Matt's lips and chin before forcing Ryu's hips to slam down taking it even more.

"MMMMMMM!!"

"What's wrong hellhound? Wanna speak?" He asked even pulling his head back hoping to make him release his lips to speak. However, Ryu just keeps being forced to bounce that his own hips was moving on their own. Damn this officer, even if he was so rough with him..it felt way too good to stop! He was hitting his right spots just right and it felt so different.

With a muffled whimper, Ryu then felt Matt force him on his knees on the bed and grips his waist. He slams forward again to make Ryu scream out clawing the sheets this time.

"Ohhhh F..fuck!!"

"There we go. I knew it must feel good if your moaning like this for me." he teased ramming into him quickly that Ryu was gasping out rapidly taking it.

'H..He's crazy! How in the fucking w..world ooooo can he be t..this good in bed!?' he screams in his mind, moaning in a dazed while doing so. 'And yet.....my body..my body won't listen to me! It's just letting him do what he wants t...to me. This damn officer has to be mmmmmm...ooohhhh f..fuck messing with me!!'

Even with Matt ramming into him, he could hear the wet claps of skin to the feeling of some of his cum dribbling out. He didn't care and yet, his own heated desire was burning wanting to mate with Ryu over and over again.

As Ryu tries to move he yelps being pulled back closer that Matt lays on his back pinning his hands down with his own. "Oh no you don't. Your not running away. You're going to be good..and take every bit. Your not getting out of this yet.." he growls against his neck that Ryu shudders drooling from the heat as he was being taken.

"Ahhhh..ahhhhh...p..Please..f..fuck s..slow nuggghhh down..please slow down! I..I can't.." he tries to speak but Matt only bit into his shoulder making Ryu moan again before he tightens up around him hearing a primal growl from Matt. Letting his shoulder go, he laps his tongue at the bite mark while thrusting.

"Haaaaa......I'm not...mmmm..slowing down. As I said, we are in for a long night. I intend to breed you till you are mine. Getting the drunk taste of a true heated breeding."

"B..but...but..."

"No buts." He warns gripping his hips to grind against him, hearing Ryunosuke moaning worse in a slutty tone that he feels him turn his head kissing him deeply. He could taste the copper in his mouth but feels the fingers brush his skin when doing so. He even twitched feeling some pre-cum leaking from the tip to the bed. After a bit, both break the kiss seeing their lips touching panting heavily in heat.

"I'm going to make you beg."

He snaps his hips hearing Ryu gasp. "W..wai.....mmmmmm!!"

"Moan...."

He started moving again deeply and hard, getting moans as he said this. "Mmmmmmm.....ssssssss...."

"And scream.." He smacks his ass hearing a louder moan like scream from Ryu who shakes again. "AHH!!!!"

"For me...as I make you mine. You got a chance to play...so now I'm going to have fun breaking you." He growls to grip some of his hair that he begins pounding once more hearing Ryu screaming out drooling.

"Ahhhhhh f...fuck!!! Haaaaaaa......" Matt panted still moving but he wanted to hear more. See more of the hellhound and his aroused state. He was going to enjoy this as much as he could while wanting to hear him beg.

~~~~~Meanwhile at lycan Harlem prison~~~~~~~

"Wait, what happened?" Jaron was shocked hearing this but he was not expecting her to say that. Given the fact that he heard that she was saying that. It seems that Melinda was telling him what she reported before Fin went to do something important. Regarding what happened after sending the inmate to his cell. Even Ahmed was checking on someone being it just them.

"Hold on, you mean to tell me you found a inmate in the air vent spying on you?" Jaron asked to see her nod.

"Yes. I was just done taking a shower and was about to get dressed when I heard heavy breathing. So I knocked out whatever was in there and checked it out. Seeing that it was indeed an inmate in the air vent. I get the feeling some of them are able to travel through them from their cells." she said but Jaron was silent.

"I....freaking jerks. I knew the inmates were stupid but seems not all of them are. And..it's no help with what Fin told us might happen later on." He said sighing.

"I don't know I guess some of them are more dangerous than we thought. And now the whole prison is under some sort of lock down watch.." she looks down at the table but Jaron was looking to her worried.

"I know from what he said. Most of the female officers were already on break from this but Melinda, are you sure you don't want to-"

"I'm not leaving just because of the Weres in this prison are....t..that. Besides, I want to help given the fact what might happen." she knew the risks and Jaron did too but he didn't want any of them trying to harm or worse..claim Melinda as their own.

"Then...If you are serious about it Melinda then I'll be sure we can watch each other's back. We don't know what might happen given the following days. I don't want any of them trying to harm you.." he said holding her hand but she looks to that then at him. A worried look was seen in his eyes but she only looks away to sigh.

"I know and given how some are...its a bit more risky. You did see that when were trying to return to our posts but Fin told everyone to stay on guard in case." she said.

"I know that much.."

"But..it leaves me worried about one thing." she said to look ahead then at Jaron. "I know you have some jackal blood in you. Wouldn't that mean you-"

"N..No. I don't usually get like that.....or it never got that bad. So I should be fine even so." he said looking to her. "Besides, I'm not like that as some of these jerks. I have control.." he said.

"...I see....at least I know you are strong Jaron but can't blame me for being worried about you." she mutters only to lift his hand up and held it against her cheek. "Besides, I don't want anything bad happening to you." she said even kissing the palm of his hand.

This made him quiet but he tried not to blush from that then looks to the side. Melinda was too innocent in a way even if he wished to prove she was his. He would to these jerks she was not up for grabs. She was his.

"Right...I know that but that goes for me too with you Melinda. So, I guess we should be alright for now...lets just focus on what we need to do...." he said.

"That works...though, do you think Fin and Ahmed will be alright? "she asked as they stood up to head to their posts. Jaron said nothing walking with her but as he passes a cell, a inmate watches her as he was growling. Jaron heard to glare at him as a warning to back off. Seeing that dark anger in his eyes made the other back off.

Melinda noticed seeing him look. "You okay Jaron?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm alright Melinda. And to answer you..I'm sure Fin and Ahmed is alright. Their strong guys so It should be alright." he said as they walked but in his own thoughts he was worried.

'Knowing how they are strong..even they have a weak spot. I know I do too when it comes to melinda. I wonder if they knew about that and these guys. No matter..I'll have to stay close to Melinda to insure none of these assholes touch her....' he thought walking.

However, within the other side, Fin was trying to deal with it. He was tied down but Winter was making out with him while keeping him still. She already saw him holding her hand while kissing her but she had him inside while slowly moving her hips hearing his deep growls within his throat. She was way too soft but she smelled really nice. Both him and her were still making out with one another before she breaks it giggling.

"What's wrong? Does my ice wolf love getting kisses?" she teased hearing his growling.

"Stop making fun of me Winter. You are not fixing anything but making it worse for me!"

"How am I making it worse? You said to fix it so I'm trying to fix it. Besides, it's not my fault your so aroused right now. It's practically throbbing inside of me while you feel yourself deep inside. Maybe you need to learn to behave like a good boy."

"Grrrrrr..."

"Besides, I love being able to finally tease you like this. Knowing you..I bet you want it just as bad as me right?" she teased to look at him while touching him. One hand resting on his lower stomach then moves up to feel the pounding of his heart. He looks away only for Winter to lean up kissing his lips softly.

"I..st..stand by what I've s..said..f..fix it O..or else-"

"Or else..what?" she asked to start grinding against his body to let him feel her, she still keeps moving slowly to let him savor the feeling of being inside of her. She seriously was aroused as he was but he was seeing that she was savoring this for as long as she could. "Besides, I think I'm not the only one who is falling too..I wonder if your partner is having the same issue." she teased making Fin wonder.

"W..what-"

"I found out one of my fallen sisters is in this prison. You were so mean to keep her away from me...but I know she has good company right now...given the fact she is...'helping out.' she said to think but for a quick glance in the dark of another cell, you couldn't see but just a bit.

From inside, someone was sitting on someone's lap making out with them but the two breaks the kiss panting heavily against each other's lips before the other being Summer moves to kiss on the other who was Ahmed that held her close while being bitten again by her. She was grinding against his body hard wanting some relief but he was shaking as he was clawing her prison outfit to tear it. Even if she moves her head she shows canine teeth before kissing him deeply hungry for him.

Fin blinks but he glares only to twitch feeling Winter keep him down. "The hell did she do to Ahmed?"

"Nothing to harm him..just tease him till he breaks. You weres all have a breaking point. I know you do..just like aching to have someone to breed for hours on in till you fill them up.....telling me..." she speaks in his ear softly to say, 'You wanna breed me hard..don't you officer Reed?' she whispered that he said nothing.

"That's..that's not-"

"Not true? You know lying is bad Fin.....or...maybe you don't want relief then?" she said even to slowly stop her movements and sat there on his lap up looking at him. Fin looks at her quickly but he only glares seeing her smile.

"The hell are you-" Right away, she grabs him to hold him close while tightening around him while looking right into his eyes. "?!?"

"Since you wanna lie..I'll punish you for it...." she slowly lowers to gently leave kisses to his chest as Fin tenses trying to move but she lets him move one hand to feel in between. She had sat up slightly enough to feel him pull out. Right away, he felt her wet as well. It was dripping over his fingers as she shivers from the touch.

"......."

"See? I'm affected as well thanks to you. And you tell me this is not the truth....even now your aching for pleasure....so maybe I should help you out or give you want you are craving right? Don't you want that?" she asked. "I can make you feel good..I can give you what you ache for officer Reer. All I ask..is for you to submit to me.." she said looking at him.

"Y..You.." That's when she sits back down fully on him, hearing a hiss of pleasure from Fin but she didn't move. She sat there. He opens his eyes to glare into her own glowing lustful eyes too. Beautiful but deadly.

"M..Move.."

"No....remember what I said? You have to behave like a good boy..or I won't move.....You wont' get relief like you want if you misbehave my dear. Besides, I could leave you like this and pleasure myself for you to watch. You won't get to touch or taste what your missing." hse teased looking at him.

"Besides.....I want it badly too. I want us to go crazy like wild animals this night..but...with you being so bad..I will have to make you savor it like this till you do.." she said for Fin to say nothing but he felt her tightening again shuddering again.

"Now I'll ask again...will you behave....or misbehave. The choice is yours warden." she said looking at him as she was grinding into his lap to let him pick. Again she moves her hips making him claw the floor but she felt so damn good! What would his choice be? Misbehave or behave?

~~~~~~Prison T/Lower cells~~~~~~

'W..what am I g..gonna do? I shouldn't...b.but no matter what I do I..I'm feeling..s..so hot. My body won't stop....I shouldn't even be seeing this......and yet..' Jinx had her eyes half way open but she already came twice feeling her fingers twitching as they were thrusting into her. 'It feels too good to stop. I can hear it but I have to be quiet or t....they will..' as she thinks this, she tenses hearing a sudden moan to look again.

~~~~~~~~~

"Come on Megumi, you gotta move your hips. We have to make sure Kisho feels good too. Your getting double the pleasure. We can't leave him out of this you know." Yuji teased slamming into Megumi who was moaning out arching his back. Why did he have to feel this good being rewarded like this?! It made his mind fuzzy but was panting trying to behave.

"B..but I-"

"What did I say about you lying to me Megumi. You love this feeling..this heat. I mean look at how dazed Kisho is..isn't he cute?" He made sure Megumi opens his eyes to look seeing Kisho's expression. He was really out of it, boucing on his lap wanting more. It already felt too good and he was growing hungry for more.

"See? He's lost to the pleasure..just like you. It would be sad if he didn't get it right?" he said even pulling his nipples making Kisho cry out tightening around Megumi who grunts. He was tightening around him again! It's like a inner flame growing hotter and hotter. He didn't say anything feeling this only for Yuji to smile to sigh.

"Though..if you wanna not be honest.." That's when he suddenly slams into him deep but stops moving to let him savor the feeling. Megumi winces feeling this but Kisho gasped whimpering.

"n..No no no no please..d..don't stop..don't stop I n..need it. I need you, Fushiguro-sama...." he was begging for it now even if Megumi was shaking.

"See? He's begging for you to give it to him. I would do the same for you too Megumi but you have to be honest.." he said caressing his thighs now to look at him.

"I......" right away, he shivers feeling Kisho tightening around him but Yuji pulls him back against his chest to make Megumi look at him. "Kisho...Maybe we need to make him be more honest.......why not do that?" he asked but Kisho only shook to look.

"B..but he..." that's when he feels Yuji deeply kiss him to show Megumi what he's missing. He made sure he saw this; a heated slow kiss with his hand holding his cheek. Megumi gulps seeing how primal Yuji was. His eyes glowing half way open as he kisses Kisho. As for him, his eyes were half way glowing as well shaking as he was held against him.

"............"

In a moment, Yuji's eye looks right at Megumi who tenses shaking. That hungry look in his eyes was dangerous that he breaks it hearing Kisho panting softly whining. Before long, Kisho begins moving on his own having his back pressed up against Yuji's chest as he moans moving himself. His dark brown hared bangs covered his eyes as he drools moaning out loudly in the cell for Megumi to watch him.

"Heh, See? He's aching so much..heated and hungry for pleasure..he's craving it so badly he's moving on his own Megumi..can't you see? Why not tell him Kisho? How hungry are you right now?" he asked as a order.

"Haaaaa...hhhaaaa..h..hungry..I w..want Fushiguro-sama t..to claim me h..harder t..than this..I w..want it..I want to be dominated by him a..and you...Please don't l..leave me like this.." he panted still moving his hips slowly but Megumi moans leaning his head back feeling this. Kisho took the time to see this that Yuji lets him go and lets him lean over Megumi to hold his hands as he was moving.

"B..besides..d..don't you f..feel good too Fushiguro-sama? I wanna feel good..I wanna make you feel g..good.." He whispered only to kiss his neck while laying on top of him. However, Yuji had a idea to slowly pull KIsho's hips up to pull out.

"H..Huh? W..what are y-" Right away, Kisho's eyes widen screaming out as Yuji slams into him suddenly. Megumi feels Kisho shaking but he was drooling twitching on top.

"Maybe you need to be proven you want it...so maybe Kisho should tell you what your missing." he said starting to pound into him as Kisho moans out holding onto Megumi while gripping some of his hair.

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'H..He's pounding into him again...how much stamina does this tiger have!?' Jinx said shaking but she was biting on her shirt trying to quiet her moans and this only made her wetter now thrusting her fingers in deeper.

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"Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!! F..fuckkkkkk!!! Itadori s..sama!!!"

"Tell him Kisho..Tell him how good it feels!" he said but Megumi shook feeling him pounding away.

"Ahhhhh I..It feels good!!! He's pounding the daylights out of m..m.m.me! I c..can't t..think straight...I can't even st..stop him. His thrusts a..are too p..powerful! Ohhhh f..fuck m..me h..he's...mmmmnnnggg!!!"

"That's it..keep going..." Yuji whispered while Kisho was shaking.

"H..He's s....so hhaaaa r....rough...s.so very rough my body i..is so w..weak...begging for more. It's like he's going to break me!!! I'm gonna b..break!! I'm gonna break!!!!" he moans out with tongue hanging out just a bit, drooling as he was moaning for him and Megumi to hear. Megumi was aroused again seeing this but he whines wanting to do this. He wanted to make Kisho feel good too. Yuji noticed to chuckle darkly.

"Haaa see Megumi? He feels so good..tight and hot at the same time...don't you wanna see more of this? Hear and feel more....he's only getting better each time I thrust into him." he said growling while Kisho kept taking the thrusts to make Megumi grip the sheets.

"Besides, he loves being rough..don't you Kisho??"

"Y..Yesssss oh god yes I love w..when your r..rough with me..p..please I want more! I need more!! I want y..you..I..I want Fushiguro-s..sama too!!!" he begs for him to let Megumi listen to each word.

"Then ask.."

"I...hhaaaa p..please...Fushiguro-sam....a....m..make me yours t..too..make me yours....." he begs about to kiss him till he threw his head back screaming out.

"Hey, I'm pleasuring you too remember? don't forget about me.." he said as Kisho screams out feeling the tight hold from Yuji.

"F..fuck S...sorry Itadori-sama!"

"Good boy..now keep screaming!" he orders as Kisho moans loving it.

"Haaaa Y....y..yes!!!!! Yes yes yes yes!! R..right there!! RIGHT THERE!!" he moans gripping the sheets beside Megumi's head as he was taking Yuji's thrusts. He shook wanting to have him but Yuji only keeps pounding into him till he pulls him up by the arms slamming up.

"Ahhhhhh...ahhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

"Good little phoenix..good grrrrr fuck so good...." He growls as Kisho drools loving it. However, Yuji looks to Megumi who whines wanting in. He even spread his legs wanting Yuji back inside.

"I....shit.."

"Now do you wanna be good?" he teased Megumi but he only looked flushed spreading himself. He wanted it while stroking himself.

"Y...Yes...yes I w..want it too.."

"Will you be good then Megumi?" he asked still pounding Kisho who still was moaning loudly.

"Y..Yes just please!! Please I n..need it. Fuck me already!"

That gives a clear answer that he suddenly stops making Kisho whine.

"W..why did you-Nuggh!!" He pulls out to make him be over Megumi but slams his hips down making both Kisho and Megumi moan throwing their heads back cumming accidentally.

"A..ah....ahhh.."

"Haaa....Fushiguro-sama.." He looks down at him shaking with tears from his eyes but the two held each others hands again ready to make out with one another. That's when Yuji slams back inside of Megumi making him moan out again thrusting up into Kisho who moans as well. Both grip each other's hands while panting.

"That's it.....much better." He teased. "Make sure he feels good Kisho and I'll work on making Megumi feel good..." He said licking his lips that Kisho nods starting to slam his hips down onto Megumi's cock.

"H..Hey w..wait-" As Megumi speaks, he groans out moaning out feeling this.

"Y..Yes haaa Itadori-s..sama...I'll m....make him f..feel good...." he said lowering down. Before Megumi speaks, he got kissed again by the other. However, the kiss was broken with the two screaming out their eyes hidden while taking in the pleasure.

'I knew they would be this dazed for it. Their expressions are so hot...but tell me my little panther..I wonder how your enjoy this?' he thought knowing she is indeed still there. What he didn't know is her grinding against her own fingers having her own pants off just a bit while panting heavily pleasuring herself.

Just what in the world is this sort of Prison!?

~~~~Meanwhile at Eclipse Prison~~~~

The doctor that was assigned with Yuuka was checking her vitals today or her daily check up. She didn't move while he was looking at her. She was already given her medicine that he saw her looking ahead while he held her arm.

"I see your scars are healing which is good. Such a good girl." he said gently but he saw her not react violently right now. He smiled petting her seeing how 'behaved' she was that she looked tired that the arm she was scratching was bandaged up. Such a delicate woman she was. Even if she freaked out and got sick last night, the medicine was doing well on her.

Even when she tried to use her quirk it only showed particles of poison. "You know, the medicine is doing wonders for you isn't it? Seeing that it has gotten your dangerous quirk to tone down in strength this is good as long as we keep giving you your medicine and shots. Then you might be able to be accepted again.." He touched her cheek and yet, she was not moving while he helps her lay back against the pillow.

".........."

"Though, I'm curious if they might triple the strength but that might be a bit much for you." he said setting the clipboard down while checking something else. Yuu didn't even respond to him but he thinks a little.

"Now, where did I put your shot anyway?" he asked seeing it was around and yet, Yuuka remains quiet looking at her lap as her purple eyes were dulled due to seeing the worms under her skin. She was too tired to say anything but she was still scared because of it. Looking like they could rip out of her any second. However, it was all in her head due to her having hallucinations now thanks to it. When the doctor sees the shot he held it.

"There we go. Alright Miss Nakano, lets go ahead and give you your shot alright?" he said as he sees her not move to make the doctor quiet.

"Come on now..please behave and lift your arm.." he said but she didn't do it. Maybe she was still tired? Shaking his head, he sees her slowly move her arm up that he was seeing him hold her wrist.

"Good girl. Now.." He started to inject the needle and start giving her the shot as she feels it once more. It's still irritating but she was again too tired to fight it off. Even with her quirk weakening since the night shot she got. He smiled knowing she was behaving this time before finishing up to place a gauze down and pulls it out.

"And there. See that wasn't so bad was it?" he said as she was helped to lay back again. However, Yuu looks ahead while she didn't move. As he was putting a bandage on where she got her shot, the door opens quickly to see two people.

"Hey!"

"Hmm? Oh good evening Warden Luna and officer Swan, how can I help you?" he asked quietly.

"Did you give her that stupid shot again!?" Luna asked but the doctor blinks to hear the angry tone in her voice. What got into her this night?

"To answer you, I just did and she didn't fight me as she did in the beginning. I think the medicine and shots are finally working! Even with the double strength, she's been such a good little thing." He said happy but Luna was worried. She looks seeing Yuu just lay there quiet but she didn't do anything. No fight, no shouting, nothing.

"....."

"But it's great isn't it? If this keeps up, she'll be better and let out in no time. Given with her quirk being weak, she might be able to go on patrol soon-"

"What do you mean!? She looks sicker now! You need to stop giving her the shots and medicine. Can't you see it's not helping her?" Swan said worried.

"You have told me many times I know but if it's not helping her, then how come she's not as violent? That has to say it's working. I figured they should have doubled the strength in the beginning but It's finally kicking in a bit more." He said checking Yuu'a reactions to the shot.

"Let me see; no nose bleed so that is good, eyes are a bit dulled by they will recover, injection site is not swollen...see? This is good!"

"This is NOT good! Look at her. She's-"

"Listen ladies, I know you are worried but I'm her doctor. I know what I'm doing. And the same for the Public Safely Hero Commission that gave me that order. As a doctor I'm helping her." he said. "Besides, she didn't even freak out from the needle when I gave it to her."

"That's because she looks too out of it! Those double strength shots are making her look worse Doctor Lee. Please, you have to at least stop giving her the shots so we can find a way to help her." Swan said.

".....And why do that, officer Swan? You are a doctor here too correct? I'm doing as I'm ordered to help her. She will be fine and you'll see this helped her. Look at her, she seems perfectly fine!" he said turning to look at her but that's when Luna and Swan saw her nose bleeding again as she was not even reacting to it.

"Oopsie, here dear.." He held her cheek taking some tissue to clean her nose. And yet, she didn't react to him touching her. She looks down at her lap while he was cleaning the blood off.

"See?!? What do you call that!?" Luna said.

"Her body still is getting used to the double strength but it might take a while for it to do so. The medicine she took is doing well, just the shots need to be getting used to before she is good." he said but lowers the napkin seeing her nose still bleeding before placing some new ones and held her head back.

"............."

"Yuuka? Yuu can you hear me? Are you alright?" Swan wanted to check to be sure and yet, she didn't say a single word to her either. She just remains quiet looking down before laying against the pillow. She only looks ahead but it's like she was either sick or just really depressed.

"Why won't she respond now? Is she that weak?" Swan was worried now but Luna was angry wondering what the shot did.

"Oh come now, she's probably tired given the fact the drugs tend to do that. I'm sure in a few days she'll be her old self again and healed too. I've studied her quirk for a while..Imagine if she was a demon now that would be dangerous. Though, this is still a amazing discovery thanks to the drugs. Her quirk is even weaker from being dangerous now which is good-"

"You mean her quirk is weakening more!?" Luna said.

"Well, it's to keep it under control. This way, she'll be no threat and welcomed back in open arms. The people will be so happy to see their requests were heard." he smiled to look at Yuu. Even reaching to hold her hand as she remains looking ahead.

"How in the world is this a good thing!? Have you NOT seen what she is like!? Officer Seon will be furious with you for doing this to her inmate she's watching over!"

"Oh come on, she won't be angry. She'll be thanking me the moment she comes back. Seeing her quirk is still amazing too and yet Yuu is learning. She's a good girl now!" he smiled petting her.

"You.."

"Now, if you mind, I need to keep a eye on her. You have your duties as I have mine...." the doctor said as Swan was worried and Luna was angry. The two sees the doctor checking on her as they leave but Luna didn't trust him.

When they were gone, Doctor Lee sighed but looks to Yuu once more. He smiled to touch her hand while she didn't react. "I know this medicine is strong but trust me, it will help..you know that.." he said but she didn't respond for him to even pull her in close to hold her. She looks down while petting her head.

"............"

"See, it's alright now. The officers are just doing their job..but you shouldn't trust them. They are trying to make things worse for you." he said but she looks down with dull purple eyes while he was petting her.

"Even with the drugs weakening you..it's something. I wanna help you see the error of your ways..a pretty woman like you should be safe. Obeying what you are tone right? Even that other officer Seon is something.." he grumbled but she heard that to slowly look up at the ceiling.

"......." she tries to speak but he hushes her.

"Now now, don't speak. I'm telling you this for a reason. These people don't care. I wanna help you...besides if that woman wanted to help you, she would have right? She would be here but disappeared. You can't trust anyone Nakano....don't trust them..." he whispered as she had her face hidden.

".....D..don't...t.....trust......t....th..em.."

"No, don't trust them. They'll hurt you..you can trust me." he said but he was lying. He was lying to turn her against them but with Yuu's given state she only looks at her lap again.

"....Besides, they want you dead Yuu..even that Oblivion woman...."

".......O..b...livion?........"

"Yes, her. You can't trust the police..you know that...don't trust them....they might sound nice..but their evil. Remember? Their giving you these shots to keep you down.." he was lying again. Was he trying to manipulate Yuuka?!

Even if he says that, Yuu didn't respond.

"This way at least you won't be assassinated. Just repeat after me; Do not trust them. Don't trust the warden..and don't trust Officer Seon. Understand?" he said.

".......I...c....can't...I.....I t...tru-"

"Tch, no no no. You don't trust them. They are lying to you Yuu. Everyone wants you dead remember? They were giving you these drugs to keep you down. I read that you were hurt....you can't trust them my dear. Do you understand?" he said grabbing her shoulders tight. Even if that should hurt, the drugs in that shot made her too dulled out.

"........"

"Do you trust them besides me?" he asked firmly.

"......Y....Yes.....I c..can't....I can't......" she was muttering looking scared again for the doctor to sigh.

"You really are out of it..oh well. Maybe you need some sleep then." he said but that's when he quickly covers her mouth and nose seeing her struggle in his hold.

"!?!?" Even if she was slightly weak, she tries to stop him but he keeps her down waiting for the knock out drug to kick in.

"Shhhhhhh..shhhhhhh..it's alright now....don't fight it Yuuka.." For a moment, she was thrashing and muffle shouting to get him off before her world went dark. She goes limp right away but the doctor sighed removing the cloth.

"........."

"Too bad. Guess we'll have to keep working on breaking that self will before Officer Seon and the others figure this out. I will be sure you listen. Even if you hate it or not." he said but goes to throw it away but keeps watch on Yuu who remains asleep right now.

Seems something was going on with Doctor Lee but what?

#IC #silver roses #Drabble/short or long stories #silver butterfly mun #peahen mom #the mansion owner #gin akutagawa #A Officer's corruption part Thirty five #ryunosuke akutagawa #older jason #older fin #officer demons au #older Oblivion #demon-blood-youths #The fractions of NYC #peahen writer

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full---ofstarlight · 6 months

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tagged in this oc questionnaire by @gwynbleidd !!! i did delvyre because my brain is just full delvyre these days, but also my d&d character sirrus, because it just dawned on me that i can spill all his backstory secrets here without worrying about spoilers bc none of you are my party members hehe

NAME: Delvyre Coppersmythe — Delvyre was the name that her mother, whomst she has never met, gave her and it was embroidered onto her blanket when she was left on her father’s doorstep <3

NICKNAME: Del, since it’s just a nice shortened version of Delvyre; her father used to call her Little Flame, even before she started learning fire magic

GENDER: cisfemale

STAR SIGN: I do not have enough braincells to figure out the Forgotten Realms translation, but she’s a Sagittarius Sun, Aquarius Moon, Leo Rising.

HEIGHT: 5’3” (160 cm)

ORIENTATION: Bi bi bi

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: Her mom’s family are High Elves, and her dad’s family has roots in Kara-tur but they’ve been in Faerun for generations at this point. She’s lived in Baldur’s Gate all her life.

FAVORITE FRUIT: While she likes cherry-flavored things, her favorite actual fruit is any kind of citrus

FAVORITE SEASON: Autumn!

FAVORITE FLOWER: Sunflowers!

FAVORITE SCENT: Is it too obvious if I say a campfire?

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: All three? I think coffee wins out slightly, because she likes the buzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: Either more than 10 or less than 6, there is no in-between.

DOGS OR CATS: I gave her a proficiency in animal handling for no real lore reason, and I guess I’m gonna reverse engineer that and say she’s a big cat person and used to feed stray cats in the Lower City a lot.

DREAM TRIP: I think she’d love to go to Alm.

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: So. Many. She likes to bundle up when it gets cold. She wraps herself up into a little nest.

RANDOM FACT: If she was a Pokemon trainer, her buddy Pokemon would be Nine-Tails.

sirrus's has a lot of our homebrew world lore so i did my best not to just gush about it lmao

NAME: Sirrus Montague totally not Eminence Sirrus Mavros Alarie

NICKNAME: The Red Thief is his, like, criminal name. Also what if I told you Sirrus was a nickname?

GENDER: cismale

STAR SIGN: My DM very kindly provided us with her homebrew months and seasons and said she was working on an astrology system, and my only requirement was that there was one that was Lying Liar that Lies for him <3 (Ahem. Gemini.)

HEIGHT: 5’10” (178 cm) // but he wears heeled boots and counts his horns when listing his height, so he’ll tell you 6’1”

ORIENTATION: Pansexual

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: He says he’s from Endoza, a port city in the Peaceable Kingdoms (our homebrew world), but REALLY he is from the Sentose Archipelago, a pirate-y vibe collection of islands just south of the PK, populated by hobgoblins, tieflings, humans, water genasi, and half-elves. Oh, and he’s a tiefling.

FAVORITE FRUIT: Starfruit!

FAVORITE SEASON: Summer. Ya boy hates the cold.

FAVORITE FLOWER: Hibiscus

FAVORITE SCENT: The sea.

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: Coffee.

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: Eight on the dot. He needs his beauty sleep <3

DOGS OR CATS: I’m leaning towards cats?? For no real reason????

DREAM TRIP: Our in-game joke is that he’s gonna take our Jimmy Buffet-inspired NPC buddy for a fishing-tour-combo-bar-crawl and the next campaign will kick off with them tied up on a boat and having to figure out how the heck they got here (it won’t happen; I’ve been tipped off as to what the next campaign is).

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: One but it’s very fancy and cozy

RANDOM FACT: since none of you are my party members, I can actually reveal the big big big backstory secret that i’ve been hiding and probably won’t reveal for some years: HE IS SECRETLY FROM A VERY CUTTHROAT NOBLE FAMILY WHO CONTROLS A RUTHLESS TRADING EMPIRE AND AFTER A TERRIBLE SHIPWRECK HE SAW A CHANCE TO FAKE HIS OWN DEATH AND HE’S BEEN HIDING FOR THEM FOR A DECADE AND HE FEELS HE NEEDS TO ATONE FOR ALL THE SHIT HE WAS FORCED TO DO AS A TEENAGER TO HELP FURTHER HIS FAMILY’S WEALTH AND STATUS ///ok done screaming

taggin' @criffyzou @sun-marie @yappatadwinks @n7viper @thedeadthree @birbycakes @commander-krios @cynda-queer anddd anyone else with little guys (gender neutral) that they would like to fill this out for!! (tag me bc i always love to read about them :3c)

#char delvyre #char sirrus #oc lore #tama tags

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macadoodlewrites · 2 years

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Dangerous Love - Part One (Rafe Cameron x Routledge!Reader)

Summary: Avery Routledge is John B's cousin, and she has just moved to the OBX - just in time for a treasure hunt. But with John B keeping secrets in order to protect her, he pushes her into the arms of the Kook King. She becomes tangled with none other than Rafe Cameron, but will she realise how damaged he is before it is too late, or will he ruin her before she can get away?

Warnings: death, smut, dub-con, toxic behaviour, abuse, kidnapping, non-con

Ships: Rafe Cameron x OC, minor!JJ x OC

Hi everyone! This story will take place starting from the beginning of season one, and will partially stick to the original plot, but will take far more interest in Rafe and his doings. There will be a few minor detail's that have been changed for this story's purposes so please don't read into it too much. Enjoy :)

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The Outer Banks. Kildare Island. The Cut and Figure Eight.

Over the years, I had visited countless times to see my cousin, John B, and my uncle, always choosing to spend my summers in the OBX rather than at home. Paradise on earth was what John B called it, and I couldn’t help but agree with him – endless parties, beautiful sunsets, and most importantly, my friends, The Pogues. The only family that I cared for.

But this time was different. This time I was not visiting for the summer. No, this time it was permanent. I had turned eighteen a matter of months ago and had been waiting for the right chance to pack up my things and leave my childhood home, and that opportunity had presented itself last night. Enough had been enough, and my mother and her boyfriend were now people of the past and could never hurt me again — no, I didn’t want to dwell on what had happened the night before. Today was a fresh start and the first day of my new life.

My father, Teddy, was supposed to be John B’s legal guardian, appointed after my Uncle John had disappeared at sea nine months ago. Unfortunately, my father was not a man who could be labelled as either reliable or responsible, and had never been around for me; there had been no chance that he was ever going to help John B. The last I had heard, he was building houses down in Mississippi. I’d been left behind.

Last night I had snuck out in the middle of the night, the world dark and asleep as I had hopped on the midnight bus, then another, until I reached the port and caught the next available ferry. On the way, I had phoned John B, and he had not asked any questions despite my sudden and abrupt departure from home and instead had told me that he would prepare the spare bedroom at The Chateau for my arrival. Apparently, only a couple of days ago, a hurricane by the name of Agatha had hit the island and stopped all the boats, so I guess I had been fortunate in the day I had chosen to leave.

And leave I had. I stepped off the ferry, tugging my white rucksack tightly over my shoulders and grabbing one of my suitcases in each hand. John B was due to pick me up at three o’clock. I checked my watch as I walked. Ten to three. Walking along the long wooden board walk to the beach, I could see that both John B and The Twinkie were nowhere in sight. The remaining passengers of the ferry walked alongside me and continued their journeys onwards as I stopped at the sandy beach. As I looked up at the cerulean sky, and then at the expensive houses and buildings, I finally felt the knot in my stomach unravel. I was here – my mother couldn’t come and get me; her boyfriend could never drag me back.

From my previous visits, I knew that the ferries always pulled up to the luxurious side of the island. Figure Eight. The Kooks lived here. This was not where I would be living. I dug my suitcases securely into the deep sand, and sat down on one of them, looking around at the people getting on with their lives, driving home, seeing friends, working their jobs on the pier —

“You look lost,” a male voice said from behind me. I twisted in my makeshift seat. Stood a few paces behind me, leaning against an expensive looking motorbike, was a boy – well, a man. He looked around my age, maybe a year or two older. Dirty blond hair was loose around his head in curtains, a few strands falling in front of his eyes which were covered by sunglasses, and he was wearing a peach-coloured polo shirt, branded with a high-end logo, and white shorts. The outfit and his relaxed, easy posture all screamed money. Despite his eyes being covered, I could feel him scrutinising my outfit – faded, blue jeans, a burgundy tank top, my usual necklaces, and a cream cardigan – which was all entirely wrong for the heat. “You’re either a tourist or on the wrong side of the island.”

Choosing to brush off his statement, I crossed my arms over my chest. “I’m waiting for someone to come and pick me up. My ferry arrived early.”

“How early?” he asked, copying me and crossing his own arms.

“I’m sorry?”

“How early did the ferry arrive?”

“Not that it is any of your business, but ten minutes. I’m sure that my ride will be here in any minute.”

“Well, whilst you’re waiting, would you like some company? My friends are also running late.”

I had not grown up here in the Outer Banks, but I knew all about the Pogues versus Kooks rivalry, and this boy was certainly a Kook. He had clearly seen my suitcases and decided that I was a tourist rather than a Pogue if his offer of company was anything to go by. But what harm could some company do? If I had ten minutes to kill, why not with this Kook?

“Sure,” I said, offering a small smile. “Why don’t you tell me about the island? I’m guessing that you live here?”

He grinned, revealing perfect white teeth, and pushed himself off his motorbike. He started to walk towards me, long, tanned legs covering the short distance within a handful of footsteps, and without invitation, he sat on my other suitcase. “I do. This is Figure Eight. You’ll want to stay on the northside of Kildare Island whilst you’re here, and away from the south,” he replied. “How long are you staying for?”

My smile tightened. “I’ll be here awhile. This place practically feels like home already.”

Finally, he removed his sunglasses, revealing blue eyes shaded by long, golden eyelashes. “Well then, welcome to the Outer Banks…”

“Avery,” I filled in, and held my hand out. He took my hand in his, skin warm against mine – I noticed a large, golden signet ring on his index finger.

“I’m Rafe.” He did not make a move to pull his hand back, and neither did I as my eyes met his. They were a startling cornflower blue, summery and clear, the opposite of my own hazel autumn ones.

Rafe opened his mouth to speak again, but was cut off by a loud raring noise, and two bikes skidding up either side of us. He let my hand go as a boy got off each bike. I stood up off my suitcase, now slightly uncomfortable. One Kook was fine, three was not. I was hardly scared, but I had heard many stories over the years from John B, Pope, JJ, and Kie about how territorial the Kooks could be when a Pogue or an outsider was on their side of the island.

I still had anonymity on my side, but John B would be here any minute…

“I should get going,” I said, lifting the suitcase of my handle. Rafe remained on my other one.

“Who’s this?” one of the boys – the golden haired one – asked, looking me up and down with distaste. I moved backwards.

“This is Avery,” Rafe said. “She was keeping me entertained whilst I had to wait for you two boneheads.” His eyes were still on me, and I averted my own. “Avery, this is Topper and Kelce.”

“Nice to meet you both, but like I said, I should get going,” I mumbled.

“Your ride isn’t here yet,” Rafe commented, and I looked at him again. He was no longer smiling, but one side of his mouth was quirked upwards. “We can wait here with you.”

“It’s fine, really.” Never before had I been so grateful for John B’s unrelenting tardiness. Many times over the years, I had patched up him and JJ after their encounters with the Kooks, and it was not something that I wanted to do today.

"Come on, Avery-"

"She said she's fine, man," said Topper grumpily. "It's Figure Eight, not The Cut. Nothing bad is going to happen."

"And we're going to be late for our reservation," Kelce chimed in.

Stopping myself from rolling my eyes, I smiled weakly at Topper encouraging him to go on. Rafe finally shrugged as Topper continued to urge him.

“Alright,” he relented, finally standing from my second suitcase. He lifted the handle and leaned it towards me. “It was good to meet you, Avery.”

“You too, Rafe,” I replied, taking my suitcase. Topper and Kelce climbed onto their bikes, and started to ride off, but Rafe turned back to me as he started his up.

"Hopefully I'll see you around," he said, and as he kicked his kickstand down, he called, "remember what I said. Stick to this side of the island."

The smile fell from my face completely at his words as I watched him go after his friends. The whole Pogues versus Kook thing was going to take some getting used to, but as soon as I arrived at The Chateau, I could hardly see a reason to head over to Figure Eight anyway.

As if knowing his cue, The Twinkie pulled up, rumbling away, John B at the wheel. I smiled wider than I ever thought I could at him, waving away – I hadn’t seen him since the previous summer, despite the many attempts over the year. My mother never liked me visiting, but Uncle John had always convinced her for the summers. A weekend here and there when I told her that I was away at camp or retreats for my classes were the only other occasions I could get. But things were different now. My mother was out of the picture...

The Twinkie screeched to a halt, and John B jumped out. I ran straight at him, abandoning my suitcases and throwing my rucksack to the ground. His arms were wide, and I leaped into them, wrapping my arms around his neck. Everything from his sea-salt air scent, to the bandana around his neck was familiar. His long arms wrapped around me, and I was suddenly off the ground, being swung around. Tears came to my eyes, but I closed them, willing them away.

Behind us there was more commotion, the sliding of the van doors, and there were then more sets of arms around us. I opened my eyes and could see that Kiara and Pope were hugging us, and JJ was stood only a handful of footsteps behind John B. I released my cousin and gave Kie and Pope separate hugs. “You don’t know how much I have missed you!” Kie exclaimed.

"Sorry we're late, we got caught up in something," said John B.

"Trouble by any chance?” I asked with a laugh.

"Oh, Avi, you know that there is nothing better to get caught up in," chimed in JJ, and slung an arm around my shoulders. The old butterflies that I had always felt around him appeared momentarily at the pit of my stomach, and I continued smiling, wrapping my arm around his slim waist.

"Good news," continued Kie. "We're throwing a kegger tonight and you're the first to receive an invite.”

"And what's the reason for this kegger?" I asked. I watched as the four of them exchanged a not-so-subtle look but chose to ignore it. I’d only just arrived, and I didn’t need to know all of their business. Although with John B, Kie, Pope, and JJ, it was never anything simple...

"Do we really need a reason?" Pope finally said, and before I could speak, John B was grabbing my suitcases, Kiara had my rucksack in her hands, and JJ was putting his other arm around me, pulling me in for a long overdue hug. A tear finally slipped down my cheek.

"What's wrong?" JJ asked, tightening his arm around me.

"Nothing. I just never thought I would get here, you know?"

"Well get used to it, Avery Routledge. You're with me now, and you're home," said John B.

Burying my face in JJ’s shoulder and the soft fabric of his vest, I nodded. We were then all piling into The Twinkie, shockingly out of place next to the expensive cars surrounding it and set off to the other side of Kildare Island. Rafe’s warning could be damned. I was a Pogue now, and that was all that mattered.

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eorzeashan · 3 months

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if i understand correctly, you have played at least imperial agent and one of the sith stories with Eight (since you have screenshots of him with a blade and tech classes can't use those) but i don't recall you posting about any original character expect Eight and Nosta

have you played any other swtor class stories? if you have, did none of them just interest you as much as agent did?

Ok so! The explanation is a lot different from what you might expect: yes, it is true that I'm just more attached to my agents than the other class story characters, but the reality is that I used to do group-rp with OCs from the other classes (sith warrior, jedi knight, trooper/bounty hunter) and once that group stopped playing, I couldn't use those OCs anymore even though I still adored them. They were too tied to the stories of other OCs (who I couldn't use in a more independent setting since they belonged to my other partners), so I had to orphan them.

That's how Eight came about, actually. He used to be my Nine, but changing his story from the ground up and exploring him in a different direction outside of RP resulted in an entirely new character. Nosta's a special case: she was never attached to any particular RP story, so it was easy to retain and port her character over especially since she's always important to my agent's backstory.

I have posted one or two screens of my Warrior (oc: midi) and Bounty Hunter/Trooper (forgot her tag, her name is L'roya), but none of my Jedi Knight-- but these are the four classes I played and enjoyed! I do miss my old OCs from time to time, it's just the issue of being unable to divorce them from their old setting and my general unwillingness to re-adapt them like Eight, which would probably require second playthroughs and a lot of thinking. I still haven't finished my Bounty Hunter.

TLDR; admin's just lazy and doesn't have much space in their head for a full cast revamp, but yeah, I guess you could say Agent is the easiest for me to hyperfixate on. XD

#swtor #ooc

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whiparoundandshit · 1 month

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i am asking abt the ocs

Please Please Please Please Please Please Please Please Please Please

I HAVE OVER 25 OR SO BUT.

most of them are linked in some way.

I hate the canon master of light hes so incredibly annoying, and generally the element of light, and how underdeveloped it was so I threw out canon and made my own funny guys

I developed a lineage of masters of light, and worked a bit more on making the power interesting

during the time of the show, the current master of light character I have is a weird little guy named Apollo and he's the most developed out of them all!! I have a few fan season concepts, as well as some (slightly cringe I guess) lore to shoehorn him in as a ninja because I do what makes me happy.

my own version of the light element is a lot more broad and in my opinion, interesting. kinda like the element of time, there's multiple parts to it. specifically there's a physical side, and a metaphysical side. the physical side is more connected to manipulating and creating physical light, and is linked to things like the sun and stars. the metaphysical side is much more linked to emotions, personal joy, and the way that its shared with others, if this part of the element is mastered then the user can soothe minor injuries (not heal!! only soothe, like a painkiller) and assist plants in growing.

some other notable light masters i made would be Agena: who merged with the Star of Agena, Lady Aelia: the first master of light, and Captain Andrea: the master of light during ninjagos era of piracy. I have around 9 or so named ones though

Lady Aelia was very strong in her time, I love her so dearly. eventually she ended up having kids, and the element has mostly stayed in her lineage. they all primarily live in a place I made up called Port Aelia, named after the lady herself. its a port city, as the name suggests, and whoever the current master of light is kinda has to govern/protect it? not entirely, especially when the masters are children, but they're considered very crucial to the government structure of the city, and have been since Lady Aelia received her element.

its like 3am I cannot access any art of my funny guys but I might post in the proper morning time! for now tho here's a funny vid

#diones fellas #dione is yappin #eghcrimpy asks...

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drawnecromancy · 3 months

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OC in 15 or fewer

Taking @jezifster's open tag here as well because I'm having Thoughts. Quotes will be in french, and translated in english under the cut.

Rules : Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

Before we go, i'm tagging @isabellebissonrouthier and also leaving an open tag :)

Hélianthe !

"Vous me quittez déjà ?"

"Atropa, vous êtes une génie."

"J'espère au moins que le château ducal vaudra le détour. Êtes-vous déjà allée à Forge, dans l'Empire ? L'architecture y est magnifique."

"Enfin, je me doute bien que tout sort visant à influencer l'esprit de quelqu'un est illégal partout. Cela ne me changera pas de d'habitude."

"J'ai bien cru comprendre que vous n'aimiez pas Vladimir de Monthaut, mais j'ai du mal à voir pourquoi vous vous sentiez obligée d'insinuer que vous alliez vous retrouver dans le lit de sa femme ?"

"Si le duc fait quoi que ce soit pour vous nuire, je me débrouillerai pour m'en occuper."

"Ne nous emportons pas. Je ne voudrais pas être en retard au banquet."

"Vous vous êtes trompée de porte ?"

"J'ai vraiment l'impression d'être incapable de résoudre seul tous les problèmes que je cause," grogna-t-il finalement. "C'est... C'est frustrant."

"Ne vous inquiétez pas, Vladimir ne vous remplacera jamais dans mon cœur."

"Je n'allais quand même pas vous réveiller."

"C'est Anne, n'est-ce pas ? Vous avez peur que je la tue. C'est pour cela que vous avez attendu que je me soie mis en mauvaise posture tout seul avant de me parler des gardiens d'Aeteris. Tout ce temps, vous avez tout fait pour être sûre qu'elle ne se retrouve pas avec un monstre assoiffé de sang à ses trousses."

"Cela ne me dérange pas de manger si c'est avec des gens."

"J'ai à peine eu à répondre à ses avances et il était pratiquement à mes pieds."

"Je rappellerai à Vladimir que ce n'est pas à moi qu'il est marié, que je sache, et que je peux faire ce que je veux."

"Already leaving me ?"

"Atropa, you're a genius."

"I hope at least that the duke's castle is worth something. Have you ever been to Forge, in the Empire ? Its architecture is magnificent."

"Well, I would guess that spells influencing one's mind would be illegal everywhere. This won't be much of a change."

"I believe I understood very well that you dislike Vladimir of Monthaut, but I am struggling to see why you thought you had to imply you were going to find yourself in his wife's bed ?"

"If the duke does anything against you, I will do my best to take care of him."

"Let's not get carried away. I wouldn't want to be late to the banquet."

"Did you open the wrong door ?"

"I truly feel like I am incapable of fixing alone all of these problems I am causing," he finally mumbled. "It is... It is frustrating."

"Do not worry, Vladimir will never replace you in my heart."

"I was not going to wake you up."

"It's Anne, isn't it ? You're afraid that I will kill her. That's why you waited for me to put myself in a tricky situation all on my own before telling me about the guardians of Aeteris. All this time, you have done everything you could to be certain she would not be stuck with a bloodthirsty monster chasing her."

"I do not mind eating if it is with people."

"I barely had to respond positively to his advances and he was almost at my feet."

"I will remind Vladimir that he is not married to me as far as I know, and that I can do whatever I want."

#9 and 12 or some of the Rare Cracks in his Usual Bit :)#;)#hélianthe et atropa #hélianthe #tag games #they're taken in chronological order tbh #i just flipped pages and went 'oh that's a good one that's him'#i am not sure i included enough of the funny flirty ones but that's fine #a lot of it is also not through dialog but also by his inability to Not be touching/kissing/smiling at Atropa #he's Just Like That #sometimes i forget he's a murderer who does not regret any of the shit he's doing unless it has Consequences.

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goatandwatch · 1 month

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Hey, its me Again.

I’m back here to deliver another actual post, here not Twitter because here it can be longer.

Thinking more on the GameDev thoughts today, I’ve been thinking of making my dream game for years so most of this stuff has already been planned for a while but I figure I’ll give a brief restatement of the general idea of the game.

The Game Concept & Idea's I've Previously Thought Up:

So I love PokéPark so I want to make a game that's like PokéPark but the protagonist is a cute kind friendly character who communicates with the player, akin to OneShot, you meet the protag and become general friends, but you help out the protagonist so much over the span of the game that by the end the protag character cherishes you so much they’d be willing to take a bullet for you. I dunno maybe like a Yandere trope sorta(??) but that's too far, no "romanticness" to it or not as mentally unstable, just that the sweet adorable angel protag gets so dedicated to you that he’d be willing to do anything for you by the end of the game, mainly just that he’s innocent to the extent that the protagonist and player dynamic go beyond just like best friend as to “I would die for you” from the protags perspective of the player.

Its like PokéPark, so its a 3d segmented open world game that progressively unlocks more areas as you continue through the plot, helping more NPC's and doing good deeds, having fun controlling and cooperating with the protagonist.

I previously thought it’d be cool to add some kinda mouse control in a 3d space, like you can press a button and it’ll remove your control over the protagonist, like he’d go into a sitting animation until you retake control, the camera view wouldn’t change though as you’re still in the third person camera behind him. From there if you’re not controlling him, you can press the button again to retoggle control over him again, or (the reason the feature exists) you can hover your mouse over the screen and click and drag items with special indicators or colors on them.

As an example of this:

If February (yes I’m just calling the protagonist February now after my OC) is under a ledge, but you see a several boxes with a sparkle design on them on-top of the ledge above him, you can position him where you can see the boxes but he’s out of the way, so then you can pause control over February, hover your mouse over the boxes, and move it in four cardinal directions, likely off the ledge, in order to build a staircase for February to walk up after you resume control of him, thus allowing him to get on-top of the ledge. And that's the concept, its a tool used for puzzles, and also possibly to interact with the characters or February. Think like the pointer from Wii games with Super Mario Galaxy for pushing and pulling or shooting Starbits, or the on-screen gyro sensor in captain toad treasure tracker on the switch. I guess a glorified Wii U touch-screen but in-game with a pointer, and if the game gets ported to consoles then a button that does the thing and then your control just gets placed in the center of the screen for you to use the sticks in order to move and press a to interact with the mouse, I hope you get the idea.

That's all past ideas that I’ve already thought up.

But today I thought of maybe 2 more aspects I’d like to throw into this hypothetical PokéPark successor dream game:

First off, I really enjoyed playing through “SUPERHOT: MIND CONTROL DELETE”, a sequel or DLC to Superhot, it did something really interesting where it kept the level format with different maps every level, but the interesting part is that most if not all levels had no invisible walls. That's the idea here. In PokéPark there are many invisible walls that keep you from falling off the beating path, but the idea is I design a normal playground area/level like in PokéPark, with loading zones so you can go to each area if you interact with the loading zones, but otherwise if you try to run out past the bushes or trees in the distance that you’d think would have invisible walls to keep the player on the path, there are no invisible walls.

The protagonist, February (again it’ll probably not be February but a new protag I’ll design, I’m just using him as a reference) will downright acknowledge either at the beginning of the game or through later text that he and the other NPC’s know that they’re in a game, but try to play it off as if they’re sentient creatures, not that they have predetermined text boxes and stuff, so February knows. Anyway back to the invisible wall idea, there will be a invisible wall on the outskirts of every map but it’ll have no collision, and will purely be a check to show if the player is going outside the map, if the player does, it’ll trigger some flavor text from February, where for the first time you realize you can go out of bounds February will talk a little about something along the lines of “Oh yea. The game developers designed the Park to have boundaries so we couldn’t walk out of bounds, but never actually eventually put thous boundaries in place. So you’re fine to roam outside the level as far as you’d like until you eventually hit the Skybox Floor. I know it might seem odd that there's nothing underneath, but it’s okay when the Park is designed to be a paradise. Also, don’t worry about falling and hitting that Skybox Floor, if you do stray too far it’ll just put you right back up on the ground.”

I figure this first explanation can be more of a “Pause the game and February comes up from the bottom of the screen to give you the dialogue looking directly at you.” thing since its more long-winded, but every subsequent time you pass through the no collision invisible wall check (flavor text check) it’ll be a "Hat in Time"-esque dialogue box that’ll just play as you continue to move, Hat in Time has dialogue boxes that as you continue to platform around display dialogue, with flavor text from February like “Going off the beating path again huh?” and “Nice to always explore outside the intended area, its interesting.” and such, just to recognize that the player is doing so. Though it’ll have a cool-down of every 3 minutes or so, so that going in and out of the check doesn’t just spam the screen.

Other than that, with the idea of no invisible walls, maybe the first area will have invisible walls or something just to give the player the illusion that there usually are invisible walls, but eventually in the next areas they might accidentally walk back into the trees where the visual design is trying to tell them they can’t be, and realize “Oh wow I can actually just run out as far as I’d like.” for the rest of the game. That and I don’t want it to be so they accidentally stumble close to the flavor text check, get the info dump cut-scene about it from February (as explained above), and don’t have the player make the realization that “Oh I just walked outside the boundaries, I can really do that?”, that’d be bad, the point is that they have to consciously be trying to do so. That's the point.

Also this should be obvious by this point, but if I’m going to allow them to go out of bounds then (nearly) every surface should have collision. So:

The far off grass behind the trees in the forest.

Likely the low poly or flat trees off in the distance.

Any hills or landscape in general in the background that the player can see on the main path from a distance, it has to be walk-able.

The player will be able to run onto or into them like they’re floors or walls, not fall through the ground, like no-clipping out of a valve game past the chain fence in TF2 on 2Fort, where the ground has collision despite it's out of bounds. Or! you can go to the PokéPark VRChat maps I found previously and go see if there isn’t invisible walls on that, if I recall correctly. That should be a good demonstration.

So, that's one, the invisible walls thing stated above.

Other than that I thought playing on the idea of the game developers and out of bounds stuff knowing the game is self-aware that its a game, my second thought today was: “What if I put a character in the game who was a real person in the real world but loved the game so much they uploaded their consciousness to it, and its not just like a random person or a fan but a developer of the game that was so passionate and caring that they willingly uploaded themselves into the game before release”. So every NPC in the game is a fictional character who pretend they have sentience and enjoy living inside the game, but one NPC is an actual developer, in his model and text name and all, he uploaded himself into the game. This developer NPC I figure could be just a self-insert for myself or something if I wanted to do that, or I could make it an actual character in the game’s lore, regardless they’d have to show up in the list of names in the credits of the game at the end of the game.

Anyway, this developer NPC would maybe first be found directly on the main linear story path where he interacts with the protagonist, and all the other NPC’s and protagonist include him in the dialogue as well. I could do a route where they don’t acknowledge him as he’s not directly written into the code, but the idea is is that the NPC’s in the game are sentient and have feelings as well, like February, the protagonist. After you first interact with this developer NPC (who I’ll just refer to as myself from now on), he’ll show up exclusively on out of bounds areas of the map.

He’s the only NPC to actually walk out of bounds, and that gives more incentive to explore out of bounds to find secrets or just to see the level slowly fade in less detail as you get further out.

But also, there’ll be a check for how many times each you load into an area, so if you load into the area for the first time, first time ever seeing that area, it’ll track that, as that number goes up to 5 or 10, you’ll see changes that specifically myself as the developer NPC will make, as because he’s uploaded his consciousness into the game, he also likes to tinker around and maybe build himself a little hut out of bounds, as that counter I previously mentioned goes up, you’ll see him slowly build stuff each time the level is reloaded. He’ll take apart pieces of the environment, like twigs or plank board’s lying around and use them to build a little shelter, and it’ll look out of place since it’s out of bounds, the ground it sits on will be a low quality texture meanwhile the individual pieces that make up the shelter will have higher quality textures because hypothetically the storytelling is that he took a tarp or board from the main area and carried it out of bounds to build his little shelter, and that's often where you’ll find him out of bounds, making cool stuff for you and himself to enjoy.

He’ll also offer more in-depth game-play tips besides the tutorial stuff you’ll be taught on the linear path, this is where if, for example, I were to implement a racing mini-game, there’s be a controls screen that’d tell you how to drive forward in the race, but my developer character would give you the tip that you can hold a button to activate a boost, and that button prompt doesn’t show up on the controls in the tutorial for the minigame, you only find it out by reading the text of this NPC, or experimenting and finding it out for yourself. Its like if the combo’s in fighting games at the arcade were exclusive moves people had to figure out themselves and pass by word of mouth, instead of those combo’s being listed out on a menu if you paused the game.

The developer NPC would tell you these as flavor text, tips about the game that you’d only know either from learning it from him, or by experimenting and getting lucky. Almost like the developers left in some cheaty button combinations or whatever to give them a way to easily destroy the competition in harder mini-games later in the game for example, Dev routes in a Mario Maker Level or something. It’d be fun for him to tell the player tips like that, stuff only the developer would know.

To wrap up this long post and end my thoughts.

The previous stuff I said regarding the developer I don’t think I emphasized the best, but hopefully you get the picture.

I like the idea of the player being able to just naturally walk out of the intended design path of the level, going past walls to the out of bounds areas, and then also finding the developer NPC back there just hanging around enjoying his time spent in the paradise he helped create, giving some exclusive tips to you if you talk to him.

That sums it up really with those new thoughts that inspired me to write this all down, so hopefully I might be able to develop a game like this someday, but that's a lot of work and free-time I don’t have.

I don’t want people reading this and stealing and using my idea, I hope that doesn’t happen, but I figured these were fun concepts regardless that if I don’t ever get to develop the game I want that at least I got those ideas out there for people to enjoy some way or another. I hope this hasn’t been completely rambling and you can imagine and visualize my vision in your head and think “wow that does sound interesting and fun to interact with!”

If you managed to read this all, I guess even if you skimmed it, then I genuinely thank you a lot, I know it probably could’ve been shortened, but oh well.

Have a great day regardless, I thank you a lot for reading.

And to the person who just scrolled from the top immediately to the bottom without reading, darn it, come on guy, give a chance to hear me out...

#actual post #text #post #gamedev #thoughts #february #feb

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