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milf-harrington · 2 years

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HI TELL ME ABOUT YOUR OC'S MACNCHEESE ILY

*excited bouncing*

okay their names are Seftan and David, they're married, they met in their late 20's and they are disgustingly in love in that real domestic "i cant imagine going grocery shopping with anyone else" kinda way

Seftan and his little brother were born into a rich family, but Seftan was pretty much always the family disappointment bc he could never live up to his parents expectations of him and it only got worse when his brother was born, bc he was exactly the kind of child their parents wanted. Seftan's parents wanted kids who were seen and not heard, who were obedient and smart and could take over the family business.

Seftan was...not that. He was weird and twitchy, and talked about things that he couldntve known about, referenced events and conversations that hadnt happened, sometimes he would just space out for a minute or start sobbing uncontrollably. He struggled in school and was always weirdly certain about things and his parents just didnt know what to do with him (not that they cared enough to do anything, the main reason they kept him around was for appearances). He grew up knowing he wasnt what his parents wanted, so he never tried to be: he focused on the arts instead of "practical" subjects, he wore the clothes he wanted, listened to the music he wanted, he lied about after school studying to join the drama club as one of the costume designers/makers.

And when he was 18, he packed up everything and left, was the costume designer for a ren fair for a bit before he started doing tarot readings on the side and then eventually got given his own little space to do them. He opened his own little magic store when he was about 25 and its the very same shop he own in arson <3 OH HES ALSO CLAIRVOYANT i forgot to mention that, but basically thats why he was such a weird kid

David, on the other hand, grew up in a big family. He has a sister and about a dozen cousins that he's close with, and hes not supernaturally inclined in any way. He's a fucking terrible cook, has never managed to make anything edible beyond like. A sandwich. And its always been a huge joke in his family bc everyone else can cook just fine, hes just fucking cursed or some shit. He's a real steady, down to earth kinda guy, he's level headed and calm in crisis and hes also just got these major Dad Vibes, like he's fully the parent friend in any situation so when they adopted Nancy, Seftan would be like "how the fuck do teenagers work" and David's like "well, for one, you could show her how the shower works" He was one of those real smart but still athletic kids in high school, so his childhood room is like. full of framed certificates for excellency in his subjects but also rugby trophies and he didnt have a lot of real friends in high school bc he was quiet but by the time he was in year 12 he had a bunch of lowerclassmen who followed him around like ducklings.

Its funny bc his older sister is the family member that made all the teachers go "oh god not another one" but David was the one that made the teachers go "Ah! Another one!" so whenever their younger cousins got to high school it was like a toss-up between if theyd be a problem child or a quiet delight. As an adult he works a fly-in-fly-out job at the mines, with a 2 week on 2 week off roster and he and Seftan have this whole cute bedtime routine that they do together where they video call and Seftan goes through his skincare routine and tells him about all the readings he had to bullshit bc "negative readings dont get customers, hun, they only want to know if there's money in their future" while David either gets ready for work or gets ready for bed depending on whether hes got night shift or not.

And together theyre just. such a relationship goal for me, like theyre in their late 40's/early 50's and Seftan is always convinced they dont need the shopping list bc "How hard is it to remember that we need dish soap?" but David brings it anyway bc Seftan always forgets the fucking dish soap, and David is a shocking cook but Seftan eats every single thing he makes, and they do the dishes together and get sidetracked by the music and wind up dancing, soapy hands leaving wet patches on each others shirts and the dish water going cold before they remember what they were doing. They curl up on the couch and watch soap operas bc David loves the drama even if Seftan claims to find them boring but always ends up really into them, and when Nancy graduated they were the ones being ridiculously loud- all whistling and "THATS OUR GIRL" and giving her a hand-made glittery 'just graduated' sash for her to wear out to dinner.

actually, the songs 'Marbles' and 'Fair' by the amazing devil are such macncheese songs so i recommend giving them a listen :DD

#rori also asked about then so im gonna write about how they met in her answer #macncheese (s+d)#arson and other crimes (original work)#asks #corey tag #tysm for letting me ramble <33 #i think these two are my favourite oc's outside of Nobodies Hero

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storebranddisaster · 6 months

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I made a reference sheet for my version of Toby! ^^

In my version, Toby still kills his dad at 17 and after training, officially became a proxy at 19. However, he has been a proxy for 4yrs now. Media has given him the nickname "Ticci Toby" due to his tourettes. Its not a name he goes by nor' do his friends call him that. He actually hates the name and if someone were to call him that to his face, he'd likely deck them at the very least. He has facial hair and newer hatchets that include survival rope for when he's out in the woods. He still wears his hoodie, but it's a little small on him now that he's not a teenager and is more muscular in general. He keeps it safe the best he can because his mom made it for him and its the only thing he has of her.

His goggles and mouthguard serve a purpose in my version too other than aesthetic reasons. His goggles are actually safety googles with more ovular lenses rather than circular so he doesn't lose depth perception when wearing them. It protects his eyes from smoke. The mouthguard works as a ventilator to help him breath. This is so he can commit arson after his murders to hide evidence which is a signature to Toby's crimes specifically. The mask and goggles can work as separate items to be put on but can be attached to eachother by a button on the side of his ear in order to keep them secure on his face when he's moving around quickly.

Another thing I changed is his mouth gash. In the original there is no place of origin for them because its technically not cannon to the original story. So for him I decided to make it more subtle and realistic. He has mouth scaring instead from wounds he's obtained from victims over the years. Toby also has canine bites but he doesn't wear his peircing as much as he did when he was younger.

But yea ^^ idk if you would want to hear more, but I have a ton decided on him writing wise. If you would want to hear it, feel free to comment or ask. Anyways the drawing took 47hrs and 29m, and I'm pretty happy with how it turned out. I did a lot of new techniques and experimentation with it. I ended up with 57 layers overall which is the highest amount I've ever had. I can't wait to draw more of him and creepypasta in general ^^

Anyways, hope you like the art ^^

#art #artists on tumblr #creepypasta writing #creepypasta art #toby erin rogers #ticci toby #toby creepypasta #ticci toby creepypasta #ticci toby fanart #creepypasta fanart #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta

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offender42085 · 21 days

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Post 1223

“You are a follower, Please work on that." --Judge

Jake Kenneth Lee Burghduff, Montana inmate 3035396, born 2002, incarceration intake December 2023 at age 21, sentenced to 15 years, with 10 suspended; scheduled release date not available

Deliberate Homicide

In October 2023, a Ludlow, South Dakota, man was convicted for his role in the murder of a Montana man.

Jake Burghduff, who was found guilty of deliberate homicide by a Prairie County, Montana, jury on Aug. 23, 2023, was given a 15-year sentence in a Montana courtroom with 10 years suspended. Judge Olivia Rieger placed Burghduff, 21, in the custody of the Montana Department of Corrections.

That means he will be evaluated before he is placed in prison, where he would be eligible for parole, or in a treatment facility, or even sentenced to serve his term at his home. Burghduff was given credit for the 253 days he has served since he was arrested for taking part in the murder of Isaac Carrier, a 30-year-old Fallon, Montana, man.

Carrier was in bed and likely asleep in his apartment when he was shot in the back of the head and killed on January 23, 2023. The apartment was then set on fire. Suspicion immediately centered around another South Dakota man, Sterling Brown of Camp Crook. His wife, Katie Bivens, was previously married to Carrier, and they had a young son, Stetson.

Carrier was engaged in a highly emotional battle over Stetson with Bivens and Brown. A custody hearing on the boy’s status was scheduled for January 25, but Carrier’s death canceled that and placed a bigger issue on the table: Who killed him?

Montana Division of Criminal Investigation agents interviewed Brown and Bivens at the Spearfish, South Dakota, Police Station on January. 31, but they denied any involvement in Carrier’s death. That’s a position they maintain.

Montana investigators learned Burghduff had been with Brown the night of the murder, and asked him for an interview. After at first showing reluctance to talk with them, he drove to Spearfish and met with two agents on February 7.

After hours of interrogation, he confessed to his role in the crime, saying he and Brown met, left their cell phones behind and drove to Fallon on the night of January 23. Both were carrying handguns, and they stopped and bought a gas can and filled it with fuel.

During his trial in August 2023, Burghduff said he didn’t grasp the full nature of their trip until they arrived in Fallon. He said he remained in Brown’s pickup while he went into the small, four-apartment building in the Montana town.

Brown shot Carrier, poured gasoline on his body and throughout the apartment and set it on fire before driving back to South Dakota, Burghduff told the investigators. He said once he realized the crime that had been committed, he drank more beer to get drunk and not think about what had happened.

Burghduff was originally charged with arson and tampering with evidence. But before his trial opened on August 21, he was charged with deliberate homicide.

After a three-day trial in which he did not testify, a jury, made up of six women and six men, returned the verdict of guilty.

At sentencing, the first people to provide victim impact statements were Carrier’s parents, Jackie and Chuck Carrier, his sister Toni Riley and his brother William Carrier. All asked for the maximum possible sentence of 100 years.

All four spoke via Zoom from the family home outside of Lockwood, Missouri. They were at times overcome with emotion, shedding tears as their voices broke.

Chuck Carrier, said he thought Burghduff had to be aware of the reason behind that drive to Montana on January 23, even if he is a person of “low intelligence.”

Burghduff’s parents, Lex Burghduff of Belle Fourche, South Dakota, and Heidi Sallquist of Camdenton, Missouri., as well as his sisters Anniekate Burghduff of Ludlow, South Dakota, and Lexy Ward of Bar Nunn, Wyoming, and two friends spoke on his behalf. Several others submitted written statements of support.

“Jake is my son and best friend,” Lex wrote. “He has been with me on the ranch his whole life.”

He said Brown was a “predator” who took advantage of his son’s good nature and as a way to retaliate against Lex for preventing him from dealing drugs to other young cowboys. Lex said Jake had been used both by Brown and the investigators and urged the judge to allow Jake to return home as soon as possible.

They said he was a kind, gentle and generous person who helped friends and neighbors on a regular basis.

Sallquist said she and her ex-husband shared custody of Jake and Anniekate, but when Jake was home in South Dakota, his father allowed him to drink beer and cocktails at a young age. That prevented him from allowing “his brain a chance to grow and develop,” she wrote.

Sallquist said she agreed with the judge’s decision not to dismiss the case, and said after near-daily calls with her son, she sees him growing and maturing. After dropping out of high school during his senior year because he did want to take classes remotely because of the COVID-19 pandemic, he now wants to complete his studies and obtain a diploma.

“I believe this experience as rough as it is has been a benefit to Jake,” Sallquist wrote.

Judge Rieger took note of Jake’s issues with alcohol. He was 20 years when the murder was committed, too young to legally drink in South Dakota, but he already had a pair of DUIs, as well as a minor in possession charge.

Montana Assistant Attorney General Meghann Paddock spoke for the prosecution, asking for a 40-year prison sentence with 20 years suspended. Prairie County Attorney Dan Rice was at her side but did not speak. Montana Assistant Attorney General Dan Guzynski, who led the team during the trial, was not in the courtroom and watched via remote.

Paddock said it’s still unclear exactly what happened in Fallon that night. While Burghduff insists he did not enter the apartment, a neighbor said she heard cowboy boots in the hallway. Burghduff was wearing boots, while Brown had soft shoes on.

“It’s the state’s position that he told just enough to point the finger at Sterling Brown,” Paddock said.

Burghduff was represented by Montana public defenders Hailey Forcella and Michael Haase of Miles City. Haase said he disagrees with the decision handed down by the jury, noting they come from a rural county with a low population and likely felt pressure to return a guilty verdict.

“This was not an easy decision,” he said, with some jurors in tears and wearing a defeated look on their faces when the verdict was read, in his view.

Haase also said Judge Rieger had come close to dismissing the case during the trial. She called a lengthy recess at one point before allowing the trial to continue.

“It’s clear, at least to me, that this court was very close to dismissing this charge,” he said. Rieger confirmed that as she announced the sentence. “It is very clear, the court did not enjoy this case at all,” she said. Rieger also said the jury’s verdict may be reversed. “I believe your appellate motions will have merit,” she said.

Haase said while his client had many several poor choices, he had not committed a crime. He said Burghduff was taken advantage of by an older man who talked him into riding along on a deadly mission even though Burghduff has no reason to harm Carrier.

“This is not justice,” Haase said. “The state has simply got this case wrong.”

Burghduff, who was silent throughout his trial, was sworn in and answered questions from the judge about his assets. He said he owns $22,000 worth of cattle and horses, along with saddles and some other items, and owes almost $18,000, mostly for a surgery he had in August 2022.

Burghduff, who was wearing white-and-orange striped jail clothing, declined an offer to make a statement.

She said Burghduff’s problems with alcohol were likely a factor in his participation in this crime. During a pre-sentence investigation, he said he started drinking heavily when he was 15.

She ordered him to undergo an alcohol use assessment, an anger management review and a mental health evaluation. During his time in DOC custody, he must complete a GED course to obtain the equivalent of a high school degree.

The judge also urged him to make better choices in friends.

“You are a follower,” Rieger said. “Please work on that.”

As of May 2024, a trial for Brown had not been conducted. He was released from custody in November 2023 on a $1 Million bond.

#inmate

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artzychic27 · 11 months

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Some Clone High NathMarc quotes because I’m a psycho for this au

@imsparky2002 @msweebyness

Ivan: Goth's darkness is nihilistic whereas Emo's is cynical.

Juleka: Wait, I thought we were nihilistic. ...Whatever, it doesn't matter.

Ivan: No, see, you're cynical.

Juleka: Oh yeah, you're right.

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Alya: It's the Emo kids! *The other Vamp kids turn to look at the Emos and take to hissing and snarling at them. Louis steps forward and snarls at Marc as he and Nathaniel head for the podium*

Nathaniel: Ugh! You spit on me, Louis! *Adrien steps down so he can address the Vamps* Uhh, hey everybody, uuhm, I know we aren't on the greatest terms right now. We realize we called you all jackasses, and we're sorry we burned down the Hot Topic at the mall.

Marc: Sorry.

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Juleka: So, all of a sudden you Justin and Britney wannabes think it's cool to dress like us?

Adrien: We dress the way our souls feel, to express the darkness, per se.

Nathaniel: … Aren't you Adrien Agreste?

Adrien: That's Vampir Agreste now.

Juleka: You kids need to all go put your freakin' Banana Republic clothes back on, right now!

Marinette: Hey, we're just as dark as you guys, maybe darker.

Marc: Really. Do you guys even think about arson?

Adrien: Of course not. That’s a crime.

Nathaniel: Oh my God.

Adrien: You know, you guys are really giving off a negative human energy. We prefer to take our darkness somewhere else, per se.

Ivan: All right, Count Fuckula, you go do that.

—

Adrien: Edgar Allan Poe was the original Vamp kid.

Marc: No, he was the original emo! But he's been dead for 150 years!

Nino: Hey, look man, all genres of Gothic subcultures are derivatives of Poe's work… Motherfucker.

—

Poe’s ghost: Children of Darkness, I would help you, but I fear I cannot be seen with a bunch of douchey Vamp kids and their poser-ass plastic fangs.

Nathaniel: Thank you!

Adrien: Hey!

Nathaniel: I'm just saying it's nice to know that Edgar Allan Poe agrees with us.

Poe’s Ghost: Agrees with who? Is that red dye in your hair or did a blood demon spit on your head, poser?

Nino: Ha! He got you there!

Nathaniel: … Your clone father is kind of a dick, Marc.

—

Nathaniel: Nobody is stopping Shadow Moth now. All will be sadness. Life will become death, and I will watch the crimson blood leak from your neck.

Ivan: Whoa. This emo kid is hardcore.

—

Kim: Dark as night. Hair like tar. Take your soooky self to the car.

Marc: Sigh. Once again, your poetic brilliance has put me to shame.

—

Alix: Nath, how the hell do you stay so mellow?

Nathaniel: I just pour all of my rage and anxiety into murals I paint for sick children.

*Cut to a child in the hospital bed having trouble sleeping because of Nathaniel’s mural depicting a haunting scene*

—

Kim: Look at them! They look exactly like Edgar Allen Poe and Vincent Van Gogh! They’re probably… Clones, or something.

Max: Kim, while scientists have been working on cloning technology, cloning humans is just… Unethical and goes against God and humanity.

Rose: I don’t know… Has anyone ever actually seen Nath’s left ear?

Akuma Class: …

Alya: Okay, obviously we need to do some detective work-

Max: Or not?

Alya: Then it’s settled.

Max: Why can only I hear me?

—

Marc: *Sitting in the school basement with Nathaniel* Wanna go out tonight? I’ve been wanting to browse the catacombs.

Nathaniel: What?!

Marc: *Turns Nathaniel’s head around* Wanna go to the catacombs tonight?

Nathaniel: That’d be lovely.

—

*Adrien somehow roped Nathaniel into modeling with him*

Stylist: *Brushing Nathaniel’s hair* With just a few snips, you’ll look- WHERE IS YOUR EAR?!

Nathaniel: Ugh. Like you’ve never seen someone with a missing body part.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #nathaniel kurtzberg #marc anciel #incorrect quotes #clone high #clone high van gogh #clone high Edgar Allen Poe

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sobredunia · 4 months

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can you tell me about Noah again bro, I forgor her lore, but i remember her, i just wanna know about all of your oc's i will be honest about that

Okay I'm legit surprised and confused you know who noah is bc i don't think i've ever mentioned her ever

oh wait i just remembered the zombie au i told u abt. nvm lol

This is the only rendered drawing I have of her in digital. I made it 2 years ago. god damn

lore under the cut

okay so noah has the cringiest orphan backstory. you know that thing that went on in japan a few years back where women who didn't want children put them in coin lockers? yeah

her last name is Shellby because Coin Locker Baby -> CLB -> Shellby

at first she was at an orphanage and got kinda bullied but then one time she got a pink eye and made it so her hair covered it and this one other girl kinda digged the look at became her friend, and she kept the emo bangs for years after that. she also died her hair purple to look cool

(creator's note this is bc originally her design was much different and i made it when i was fucking around with a character creator. but then evolution happened and her design changed drastically but i still wanted to be somewhat close to my roots so her younger self design has that)

The girl she befriended was friends with the rebel gang at the orphanage and one time they convinced her to do arson and she burn an entire building down. so she got sent to one of those jails for kids. idk the name

there she met a kid who wasn't from that jail but he liked climbing trees so she saw him often enough through the concrete walls, and she fell in love and they begun to date!

Then, that kid actually pushed her to start bettering herself and try to get out of jail with good conduct to live the rest of her life free from crime. or at least arson. slowly the kid showed up less and less until one day he wasn't there anymore, but oh well

she's still in kid's jail but they were working on this program to make kids in kid jail with good attitude go to schools early so their studies wouldn't get damaged much and they could be reintegrated to society better. noah was one of those people. they did have to send her to a class two years younger than her bc she dumb as bricks lmao. and also she hadn't been to proper school in ages so yeah

and in that class she made friends!! :D

#ask #ace #noah shellby #oc lore baybeyy #thank u for letting me infodump #i love you

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brandtner · 10 months

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I'm kinda curious,do you have any headcanons about kosovo's personality? ( and any headcanons about his relations with other balkan countries?)

KOSOVO:

2008 he moves out of the house shared with his brother in Belgrade, sacrifices comfort and prestige for own respect and independence: lives in a 10m² interesting flat in Pristina with high-end communist interior.

The type of guy who chronically doesn't care for anything, we have a word for it in russian - "похуист".

He seems twisted, evil, but once you get to know him you realise he is simply a loser idiot.

Ironically very co-dependent, cannot function on his own. (I take this from the fact that USA rules over him, it is basically a colony, Kosovo will never be fully independent as in: free from any foreign influences)

Since the flat is... peculiar, he spends most of his time at Bondsteel, but travels to other places more lately, because his big brother tends to call there too often. He can't run away from him, though. Ever. (everyone has that one aunt/uncle...)

About the edginess of Kosovo that is generally agreed on: I think it is not based on anything. The "albanian organ dealer" trope is a bit old and used up, in my opinion. Basing an entire character on just that is lame. Kosovars are not albanian mafia which makes up a really important part in Germany, Italy etc. I sincerely doubt Kosovo could run anything on his own, and crime is a very hard business. He is very disorganised, hence he doesn't have organised crime. Only mess-crime.

"Edgy - something or someone trying too hard to be cool, almost to a point where it's cringe worthy.". Yeah now that I read the definition I agree, that sentence sums up Kosovo's history perfectly.

Pushes the family away, but a simple "no" to his big brother never works. His nerves can't take it anymore.

Fights back to his brothers "nazi" and pathological love in a teenager way: window breaking, graffiti, car trashing, pranks, writing angry songs, cyber bullying, smoking cigarettes, drinking. Arson.

Never spends more than 48 hours in jail. His big brother always gets him out of there and he never thanks him.

The attention he gets from both his superiors (NATO and Serbia) actually compliments him and he feels special.

Since he is 18, he tried to get a drivers license but never passed the practical exam. He's driven a car since he was 9 years old, he could pass it easily, but he always comes to the exam intoxicated (Ozzy Osbourne syndrome). Gave up after the 5th time and now drives his lawnmover to the parties.

The parties he visits look like this: four cars in a parking lot, people sitting in the trunks, drinking cheapest beer/anything containing % and it's always only guys. Someone blasts chalga from the car speakers. He has gotten 29 tickets for public drinking, and Vuk pays for every single one of them.

Cuts goat throats with Enis, then films the blood flowing from the neck slowly. (it's a muslim thing) Shares the videos to his american friends and they hate it.

Vuk insisted for him to attend a prestigious officer high school. Needless to say he traumatised the entire school, failed every grade, inflicted damage to property and to people and only graduated because his brother is a powerful man. 4 of his teachers quit teaching. He attended with Ilija in the same school. Ilija still attends it since he is 2 years younger. Everyone hates both of them.

Got his hot-headedness after Vuk. He is antisocial and paranoid after Albania. Also isolated a bit for that reason, but not as much as Albania itself. His resentment and how he exhibits it is a product of both of these nations.

KOSOVO RELATIONS:

Serbia - die USA - God bless (even though he is fully used by them no better than Serbia, just a marionette. He couldn't even keep his original flag) Albania - God bless Bosnia - Does not give a fuck about Croatia - Does not give a fuck about. NATO collegues Etc He is a loner with issues. Just like Albania. Albania doesn't even like having him around because of his many, many problems. Hence he doesn't have many relations. Blindly submits to anyone in NATO.

#yugotalia #aph kosovo #yugotalia kosovo

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yumeko2sevilla · 9 months

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"Okay, okay I'm up now.."

Character Inspiration | Playlist

Name: Yukiharu Shirokami

Alias: Yukiharu-san/ Shirokami-san, Monsieur Militaire (By Rook), Shiraharu (By Erin), Haruka (By the first years), Swordfish-chan (By Floyd), Child Of Man (By Malleus), Herbivore (By Leona), Haru (By Cater)

Twisted From: Cassandra Gothel (Tangled) + Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls) + Kisaragi Shintarou ( Kagerou Project)

Voice Actors/ Seiyuus:

_Hirose Daisuke( Japanese)

_Khoi Dao (English + Vietnamese)

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Japanese: 白神雪治

Birthday: October 11 (Libra)

Age: Around 19?

Height: 195 cm

Gender: Transgender FTM (He/They)

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous but mostly Right

Homeland:__

Family:

Kotoha Shirokami née Hakurei (Mother/Japanese)

Soraru Shirokami (Father/ Half Vietnamese)

Unnamed Younger Brother (Deceased?)

Grade: Freshman

Dorm: Heartslabyul

Class: A (No.16)

Club: Board Game Club

Best Subjects: Enigmics, Arts

Hobbies: Sleeping, Drawing, Playing Rhythm Games, Reading

Pet Peeves: Someone who can't be serious at times.

Favorite Foods: Caffeine Drinks, Vietnamese Foods

Least Favorite Food: None?

Talents: Dealing With Deadlines, Remember things, Graphic Designing

(P/S: "A secretive first year who is cold and distant. Born from a cursed clan, he's forced to wield the curse all by himself.")

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Personality:

With a default expression is a blank frown on his face, Yukiharu may be an apethetic person from other views. And they aren’t wrong. The NRC students often see them as a cold and quiet person, who always appears with a tired appearance. Even if he answers you politely, it seems in his voice that they don't want to talk at all.

They have a habit to be rather blunt at times, even that isn't very nice for other people.

For a student from another world with magic, Yukiharu blends in pretty well among the students. He was quick to understand how the subjects works, and how they were different from his own world.

To strangers, Yukiharu is an expressionless person in a way. Of course they could still express emotions on their face, but people found it strained, forced. He isn't, really. They just can’t understand the concept of human emotions, including himself and that leads to him struggling to emphatise with others. Yet they will try to comfort the Overblot victims, with a crooked smile and a soft voice.

Yukiharu is actually pretty nice. He isn't afraid to help people, in their own ways. Although they couldn't emphatise with them, that doesn't mean he will leave them alone. So he will just keep quiet and help them, because that's the only way he could figure out.

Background:

WARNING: Yukiharu's origin will contain mentions of murder, power abuse, torture and sexual assult. Please click out if you're uncomfortable with this kind of topic!

Through 200 years, the Shirokami clan, represented all sorts of misfortune has committed countless sins for too long. Murder, arson, terrorism,... There was almost no crimes that they have done, excluding sexual assult or abuse, brought terror to the land of Akihabara. Althought most of the cases at that time had their influences, the villagers couldn't do anything as the Shirokamis were the most wealthy and powerful clan in Akihabara.

That was until the daughter of the Onizaburo clan, Mirai was tortured and died by the wife of the Shirokami clan representive. Before her death, Mirai put a curse on the Shirokami family which lasted for centuries.

Years later, in a hospital of Ho Chi Minh City, young Yukiharu Shirokami was born. Being the youngest member to endured the curse since his birth.

[The rest of this file is currently under maintenace.]

Unique Magic:

Yukiharu's Unique Magic, Clockworker Lullaby allows him to manipulate time of a specific target or even all of them in a wide range, expect those that they touch right before they use it. Even it can be very useful at times, but if he activates this ability too many in a short time, thee will have side effects such as severe headaches and cough out blood.

Trivia

His surname "Shirokami" means "White God", a kind of reference to the two demonic god who guide the souls to the afterlife in China.

The name "Yukiharu" can be divive into two parts, "Yuki" means snow and "Haru" in here means "to manage" .

Yukiharu is mixed between Vietnamese and Japanese.

Yukiharu tends to speak Vietnamese when they get irritated, especially during the Overblot.

A small talent that the first years know, Yukiharu is actually an expert in rhythm games. One time, he tied with Idia, considered they both got All Prefect.

Although he hates deadlines, it's ironic that one of his talents is doing deadlines

He can get quite brutal when it comes to fighting.

Yukiharu is Demiromantic Pansexual.

They can use almost everything as a weapon, excluding humans.

Yukiharu is implied to have Alexithymia.

Yukiharu's origin was inspired by the Onibi series by MASA Works Design.

#twst oc #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #twst yume #shirokami yukiharu

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FIENDSHIP IS MAGIC (Part 56 of ?)

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FIENDSHIP IS MAGIC

Making Fiends and Influencing Ponies

An Anthro *Tail* of the Mane Six

Part 56 of ? (Work in Progress)

De Writer

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Ex officer Overmark snarled, “This ain't fair at all! Got you looking for any little mistakes and THAT so called pony reading my mind!”

Princess Twilight quietly reminded him, “You were directly instructed to say only whether what Kin said was true or not. Shall we add a charge of perjury by refusal to answer truly in a trial under the Royal Wing?

“The purpose of this whole trial is to find the entire truth and also any mitigation that there may be. Restrict your answers to the truth and you have no need to worry about either Princess Luna's Bridge of Dream or Kin's rather unique abilities.

“Now a clear and simple answer to the question. Is what Kin said the true reason that you were not there when the fires started?”

Overmark glanced fearfully at Kin, who smiled angelically at him. “Yes, Your Highnesses. It was set so that it would not start a blaze for like a half hour.

“Princess Twilight mentioned mitigation. The reason that I did it was orders from Priest Sunshine. He was really angry at Minty. Not only would she not pay for the Blessing, she would not sew up their priestly outfits as a donation. She might not look it but she is really strong! She chucked him out of her shop and told him what she thought of the whole church scam.”

Kin was chuckling at his oration. Nodding her head, she offered, “Not only true, he was there and saw it happen!”

Priest Sunshine snapped, “That vile mare had no respect for a Pony of the Cloth! She laid violent hands upon me! It was not to be born!”

Reverend Tightcollar actually looked at Priest Sunshine in dismay. “You really did that without consulting the cooler heads of the rest of us?”

Turning to face his judges, he pointed to Kin and said, “We have, as you have already proved, done many things that we should not. Of this arson, however, the rest of us are innocent. Ask the mare there who reads our minds. She will tell you so.”

A smiling Luna replied, “No need. The Bridge of Dream shows clearly the truth of what you said. This actually surprised you. We will accept that and release you from the arson charge, which will be laid only to Priest Sunshine and your minions.”

Pinkie Pie spoke up, “I've known Minty for a long time. Her place was insured but she never got a dime.” She looked expectantly at Kin.

Kin nodded. “Now that its been brought up, Pinkie is right. Judge Horsefry was in on the scam. He got a double indemnity payment made to the court and counterfeited a rendering to Minty. He passed the money on to the Dawnguard.”

Priest Afternoon nodded thoughtfully, “So that is where that big anonymous donation that Priest Sunshine gave me came from. Your Highnesses will find it listed on page six of ledger two.”

Luna gave the others a nonplussed look. “Bridge of Dream confirms that. Only priest Sunshine was in on the arson. The other priests are innocent of that particular crime. He, Judge Horsefry and mister Overmark are guilty of both the arson and insurance fraud.”

Twilight nodded smiling, which caused some obvious nervousness among the assorted priesthood of the Dawnguard. “Well, that about wraps things up except for the tiny problem of how they could pay that Secure Gold Transfer. I mean, it is for more than the total of all of the church's assets, buildings and lands as declared on their last Principality Tax forms.

“I will be most interested to know how they are going to explain why it is not Prima Facie tax evasion.”

Priest Afternoon squirmed uncomfortably in his seat. He gave both Princess Luna and Kin uneasy glances and finally replied, “If you trace the accounts that much of the Secure Gold Transfer is drawn upon, you will find that they are not ours as such. Certain of the high nobility sympathetic to our Church and cause have created accounts that we have access to. They can be drawn upon as needful but are not technically ours. The SGT nearly depleted them.”

Princess Twilight quietly ruffled papers and withdrew several sheets. “This is your filed taxation form for the Dawnguard. It is formally signed by all seven of you, as Senior Officers of the Church. On the second to last line it states under penalties of purgery that you have listed the value of all properties, goods and accounts AVAILABLE to the Church. These funds, which we have verified, are not listed.”

“Um, Princess, Duke Edgecliff of the Exchequer himself told me that it was not needful to list them. He stated that so long as we helped the Ducal Council in their goal, we would not have to.”

Princess Luna looked over to Kin as she offered, “Bridge of Dream confirms the source and reason of the tax evasion. Sadly, they are actually innocent of anything but needing to make up the arrears. Kin? Have you more to add?”

Kin nodded, “I am afraid so, your Highnesses. The Ducal Council, the same ones behind the attempted Summons of Princess Luna to hear their Requirements and do their bidding, do not exactly want to replace your Royal selves on the Thrones. They wish instead to install a King upon the Empty Throne of the Queen, sitting above you both. He will Rule, able to override your Royal decisions, but leaving the difficult running of the nation to you. Oh, and he will sire foals from you both to insure the PROPER SUCCESSION.”

Twilight nodded to herself and muttered, “Sedition. Absolutely sedition. The whole Ducal Council?” Turning to Princess Luna with a sweet smile that clashed with her words, “Any ideas for filling all those suddenly Vacant Duchies? I suspect that the Thrones Room won't be popular with the Dukes, containing as it does the Traitor's Drop.”

Celestia interrupted crisply, “Princess Twilight, dear, this is the wrong court and venue for that discussion. Luna needs to brief me on Kin in better detail than I presently have. Do join that discussion after we adjourn this court. I gather that it will be most illuminating.”

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Last words of a Shooting Star

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54845722 by veralera When Appa is taken, Toph is taken with him. The sand benders hand her over to the Dai Li and she is sold to a fire nation prison, she isn't going to sit around and wait to be rescued, so she takes matters into her own hands. Aang is left without his earth bending teacher and his flying bison, both are things he needs in his life at the moment. In search of Toph and Appa, he starts to realize that he needs Toph not just as a earth bender teacher, but as a friend, and then maybe something more. Words: 1539, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Black Star Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/M Characters: Toph Beifong, Aang (Avatar), Sokka (Avatar), Katara (Avatar), Zuko (Avatar), Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s) Relationships: Aang/Toph Beifong, Toph Beifong & Original Male Character(s), Toph Beifong & Zuko, Katara & Sokka (Avatar), Toph Beifong & Katara, Sokka/Zuko (Avatar) Additional Tags: Character Death, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Toph Beifong-centric, Aang is a Ray of Sunshine (Avatar), Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Toph Beifong is a Menace, Aang is going insane, Katara Is Trying Her Best, Arson, Multiple crimes committed but its ok because its Toph, Prison, Eventual Fluff, Heavy Angst, Author Is Sleep Deprived, Author has ADHD, google docs is my beta, Sokka is a Little Shit (Avatar), Slow Burn, Title from a Mitski Song, Other Additional Tags to Be Added March 31, 2024 at 12:09AM

#IFTTT #Zukka #AO3Feed Zukka #Sokka/Zuko

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The ATF was formerly part of the United States Department of the Treasury, having been formed in 1886 as the "Revenue Laboratory" within the Treasury Department's Bureau of Internal Revenue. The history of the ATF can be subsequently traced to the time of the revenuers or "revenoors"[5] and the Bureau of Prohibition, which was formed as a unit of the Bureau of Internal Revenue in 1920. It was made an independent agency within the Treasury Department in 1927, was transferred to the Justice Department in 1930, and became, briefly, a division of the FBI in 1933.

When the Volstead Act, which established Prohibition in the United States, was repealed in December 1933, the Unit was transferred from the Department of Justice back to the Department of the Treasury, where it became the Alcohol Tax Unit (ATU) of the Bureau of Internal Revenue. Special Agent Eliot Ness and several members of The "Untouchables", who had worked for the Prohibition Bureau while the Volstead Act was still in force, were transferred to the ATU. In 1942, responsibility for enforcing federal firearms laws was given to the ATU.

In the early 1950s, the Bureau of Internal Revenue was renamed "Internal Revenue Service" (IRS),[6] and the ATU was given the additional responsibility of enforcing federal tobacco tax laws. At this time, the name of the ATU was changed to the Alcohol and Tobacco Tax Division (ATTD).

In 1968, with the passage of the Gun Control Act, the agency changed its name again, this time to the Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms Division of the IRS and first began to be referred to by the initials "ATF". In Title XI of the Organized Crime Control Act of 1970, Congress enacted the Explosives Control Act, 18 U.S.C.A. Chapter 40, which provided for close regulation of the explosives industry and designated certain arsons and bombings as federal crimes. The Secretary of the Treasury was made responsible for administering the regulatory aspects of the new law, and was given jurisdiction over criminal violations relating to the regulatory controls. These responsibilities were delegated to the ATF division of the IRS. The Secretary and the Attorney General were given concurrent jurisdiction over arson and bombing offenses. Pub.L. 91-452, 84 Stat. 922, October 15, 1970.

In 1972, the ATF was officially established as an independent bureau within the Treasury Department on July 1, 1972, this transferred the responsibilities of the ATF division of the IRS to the new Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms. Rex D. Davis oversaw the transition, becoming the bureau's first director, having headed the division since 1970. During his tenure, Davis shepherded the organization into a new era where federal firearms and explosives laws addressing violent crime became the primary mission of the agency.[7] However, taxation and other alcohol issues remained priorities as the ATF collected billions of dollars in alcohol and tobacco taxes, and undertook major revisions of the federal wine labeling regulations relating to use of appellations of origin and varietal designations on wine labels.

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#trans #transcel #trans guy #trans misery #transgender #lgbtq #lgbtqia

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uraniumnm333 · 1 year

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back on the vocal synth/bsd au i've got going on. first of all more vocaloids

VFlower - Abnormality Dancing Girl and she basically has these. Big metal pins she can summon. Kind of like pins you use to pin up a butterfly. But also only three at a time

Kaai Yuki - Ikanaide and she can freeze moments in time. These frozen moments can be accessed through her memory

GUMI - Disappearance Addiction she can erase people's minds and will them to do something, but only for 8 minutes

also time to start explaining my ideas !!!

Crypton Detective Agency: Kaito, Meiko, Luka, Rin, Len, Miku, Teto

basically the armed detective agency yeah. they solve crimes uncover secret gov't plots and point n laugh at people. :skull:

Miku: Miku is 16 and basically a fill-in for dazai tbh. so basically i go back on what I said earlier bc i decided it would be MUCH cooler for her ability not to have a name. and basically her whole disguise thing comes from her going into other realities and borrowing the "other" her's appearance. kinda like beast. so she knows all these crazy wacky things n knows she isn't real and there's all these other realities n whatnot. but instead of telling len that servant of evil was given to him because he dies or that teto isn't even actualyl a vocaloid or that she and luka have had very intimate moments, she instead makes it a running joke n everyone else thinks she just gives these wacky disguises of hers origin stories. > Miku: "And the reason I look like THIS is because we were all in an evil circus and got experimented on so we all suffered horribly at the hands of others." > Len: ":thumbsup:"

Rin & Len: Twins who were more or less sent to the agency for their rather disruptive abilities. Also I changed my mind AGAIN Rin and Len are Servant/Daughter of evil bc yknow matching. and Rin's ability is that she can grow roses n stuff but she has to prick herself so it'll work. basically they came from bouncing around homes before landing at the doorstep of CDA bc they didn't want to be separated. no this is not a tanizaki siblings moment.

Luka: She's fucking normal !!! my girl enjoys painting and drawing and carries around a sketchbook with her and you can see where she has trapped people in paintings (girlboss). anyways she also works at a cafe bc girl's gotta make a livin. she is honestly the mose well-adjusted out of them and also co-runs the company. also rin and len live w her

Meiko: She has a hard time controling her ability when she's feeling any sort of intense emotion so she'll be scrolling on her phone during work and then randomly set the fucking desk on fire bc she saw a vaguely funny minions meme on her facebook. she works for the agency bc she was in kahoots w the authorities (smh... hate to see a girlboss commit arson on accident) and was hired and put under protection. so she doesn't set people on fire [at least not anymore] lolzies !!!

Kaito: Changed my mind bro is Doctor=Funk Beat now.

Teto: changed my mind about sound and smell bc i think it would be sillier if she could make a small bubble where time stops, and use an umbrella as a weapon. anyways her hashtag backstory is that she used to work with an underground gang of sorts (vippaloids LMAOO) before leaving them behind and joining the CDA. miku was the person who kind of got her out of there and has been sort of mentoring her since then.

other thoughts lmao:

everyone in the CDA is hoping and praying kaito and meiko get together because it is so terribly cringe watching them pine after each other

piko's ability is Chelovek and he can manipulate mannequins.

i got nuthin else for rn i just wanna get a post out for today

#vocaloid #bsd #bsd au #vocaloid au #hatsune miku #i dont feel like taggin #kasane teto #:thumbsup:#ran thoughts :thumbs up:

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actually i know i already replied @that-was-anticlimactic but im also gonna make this its own post bc it means that much to me so:

Seftan and David's wedding.

Like i said in an earlier post, Seftan was raised in a rich family. So he spent a majority of his childhood being dragged to these huge fancy events and forced into uncomfortable fancy clothes, reprimanded for not using the right knot for his tie, told to stand up straight and be polite and look nice.

Because of this, Seftan always dreaded the idea of an actual wedding. He always knew he was going to marry a man, but the details around it had also always been blurry, the kind of premonitions that are never clear until he's in the moment; so he was more than happy with simply going to a courthouse and getting it over with. A big event just felt too similar to his stifling, snobby childhood.

But David- David had always wanted a wedding. It was one of those things he secretly dreamed of as a kid, something he joked about with his sister and his cousins when they were drunk as teenagers. He wanted the flowers and the dance and the walk down the aisle.

A wedding was something theyd talked about, bc they learned to communicate after the rockier moments in the early years of their relationship, and David understood and respected Seftan's discomfort surrounding the idea of a wedding, and he tried to make his peace with not having one.

But Seftan loves his man so much.

So he gets coffee with David's sister, and a few months later claims he wants to try his hand at landscaping and starts clearing out the backyard like some sort of possessed gardener.

On their anniversary, Seftan tells David to dress up nice and then to wait in the kitchen for further instructions, and David does bc he's gotten used to just going with Seftan's weirdness, but then. his fucking dad walks in, also dressed nicely (but like. a comfortable nice yknow? like a button up and good jeans, v similar to davids own outfit) and he's all grinning and excited and now David is suspicious but he follows along when his dad links their arms and leads him outside and it's just.

Its fairy lights strung between the trees, and rows of garden chairs and flowers and an archway that Seftan very stubbornly tried to build on his own before asking for help from David's cousins and nephew, and the song playing is from Seftans cleaning playlist, the one they always dance to, and basically: they have a surprise backyard wedding on the anniversary of the day they agreed to be boyfriends, and they fully wing their vows (but its not that hard, its the same promises theyve been making with every touch or kiss or act of service their entire relationship) and Seftans wearing floral jeans and a white button up and glittery eyeshadow and he'd recently given himself a buzzcut and bleached his hair bc its his wedding and his parents arent invited and he can wear what he bloody well wants to

and they have the reception just,, in their house and their wedding cake is just a woolies mud cake that Seftan stuck a little man on top of, and they toast to a life together with lemon lime bitters and just. they mean SO MUCH TO ME

#macncheese (my ocs not the food) is everything to me #macncheese (s+d)#arson and other crimes (original work)#captain speaks

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1. The Unlucky Ones -Toji Fushiguro x OC-

Warning: 18+ Content Throughout Chapters

Synopsis: Nationally recognized criminal, Hayami Kizumi is known for her incredible wits and deadly skill sets. While committing over a dozen crimes including murder, assassinations, identity theft, arson, and robberies under her father’s direct orders, she’s become the unfortunate subject of his hunger for power and abuse. Hayami’s father, destructive and merciless underground boss, Kizumi, acknowledging his daughter’s incredible talents, as well as the fear, power, and wealth she can attain him. Using her, Kizumi wishes to comprise the nations deadliest team consisting of two individuals: Hayami Kizumi and Toji Fushiguro. Tasking his prideful daughter with attaining the assistance of another notorious, yet lazy, criminal, Kizumi can attain the title of the deadliest and richest criminal in Tokyo’s history. However, what will occur when Hayami no longer wishes to be ‘Kizumi’s personal guard dog?’ Does she choose to follow her father’s orders or make herself a duo in an indestructible pair not set on wealth, fame, or power; but revenge itself?

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Original Character Created By: @spirit0fstars

“Our team is hunting a main suspect who possesses a tendency to utilize his or her skills to their full capacity. From the scene and it’s eight homicides, agents acknowledge that we are fighting an experienced thief and a genius killing machine. Though they left the scene terribly messy while completing the crimes, they were skilled enough not to leave any form of a trace. Though one would hate to admit, they possess a sheer talent to perform any act to fulfill a crime.”

Camera’s attempting to capture the live press conference muffled the sound of the next question asked by a local reporter, “Will these individuals strike again?”

“Possibly. Police officers are presently stationed outside of all banks across the nation.”

“Agent, do you believe this team is working closely or conspiring with members of the Japanese underground mobs?”

“As of now, my team can predict a relation, but no evidence suggests a relationship. All I can reveal is that the evidence left is being thoroughly evaluated repeatedly. We hope to find any trace of evidence relating to anyone or anything. Specifically, we are searching for a primary suspect who has strategically brought together a team to achieve this robbery. It consist of an excellent hacker talented within the field of breaking security and an emotionless killer, female, who is ruthless. My team predicts that there were two individuals on scene, at least three others were assisting from a base.”

As the conference interrupted into a chaotic mess of individuals speaking over each other, the bald agent pointed at a tall blonde man. “Kento, what is your question?”

��How do you expect society to help you find the suspects?”

“Yes, thank you.” The man adjusted his tie and leaned down to the microphone again. “You all could be a great help. Serious leads can be reported to your local law enforcement officers. Reports will be conducted and given to my agency. With your helpful assistance, a reward will be given. Crucial details to the crime begin at 5,000. More can be achieved by providing other crucial information.”

“Thank you, agent Laki.”

The small television was suddenly turned off as the tall dark-haired man sitting across from me peered up from his black-brimmed hat to connect my dark eyes with his own.

“You got caught,” The older man muttered frustrated with my work. Waiting for a response to escape my lips, he began tapping his fingers impatiently, one-by-one the black table contributing to the dead silence surrounding us.

Tearing my black eyes away from his own, I responded attempting to defend my crime, “Police caught no one. They are looking for suspects; do you understand English? How could anyone know it’s me. Typical criminals chose to rob banks in Tokyo every day.”

My heart nearly stopped as the sudden sound of the man’s fist was heard slamming on the table. I stared into his dark eyes as he spit into my face while harsh words poured from his mouth.

“Hayami, I am your father. You will listen and serve me and my wishes. Is this understood?” Not responding, I just chose to stare at his worn, yet fearsome expression.

Grabbing into the collar of my shirt, he harshly repeated himself. “UNDERSTOOD?”

Immediately, I nodded as my shirt began to cut into the back of my neck. I felt his fingers begin to wrap around my throat. Slowly, his fingers squeezed tighter and tighter causing my airway to close. His hold strengthened with each word he spoke.

“I gave you a fucking job. A job with ONE responsibility; don’t get caught. What do you do? You make national fucking news.”

I gasped for an ounce of fresh air as I looked at his wrist. Seeing my face begin to turn a different color, he began to chuckle and study my pleading expression. I could see each vein descending from his rubbery skin. His muscles were extremely defined; he was giving it his all. Apart of me was scared, believing he wanted to stab his fingers straight through my neck.

As he released his grip, I breathed in air. Immediately, I tore my gaze away from his own as tears began to erupt in my eyes. Once I caught my breath, I began explaining myself.

“Father, please,” I begged. He smiled wickedly as I continued to breathe heavily attempting to speak.

“How am I supposed to keep everyone silent if I am robbing one of the largest banks of Tokyo by myself? I am the person who accessed the security cameras to replace the film and manipulate the time. I am the person who single-handedly disabled over ten alarms. I am the individual who held the gun and the person who shot every teller; head shots. I drove the getaway car and I brought home over half of a million dollars.” I yelled towards my own flesh-and-blood clearly frustrated with his harsh reaction.

Not surprisingly, my father had turned around and laughed.

“You are supposed to be a professional.” He spoke. “However, you failed,” he said rising from his seat.

Staring down at my cowering figure, my father slowly walked to my side of the table standing directly behind my figure. Keeping my guard, I closely listened to his movements, and as much as I hated to admit it; I listened for my next orders.

Leaning down into my right ear, he began to whisper to me.

“Find Fushiguro. Obviously, you can’t do anything right; you always need help. I’ll get you talented help. If you can’t learn to be ruthless, someone will have to do it for you,” He spit.

“I WAS ALON-”

My screaming was immediately cut off as my father grabbed a fist full of my slick-back ponytail nearly ripping it off of my head to connect our eyes behind me.

“YOU’RE PATHEDIC. THERE ARE NO EXCUSES.”

I swallowed the spit forming inside of my mouth trying not to reveal any form of emotion. Despite my efforts, within moments a soft tear fell from my right eye sliding down my cheek. He watched it fall. Chuckling, he released the tight grip he obtained on my hair. After releasing me, he pushed my head towards the table. A piece of paper was slammed in front of me with a distinct list of places and people Fushiguro has been seen going to and talking with. I picked up the paper and heard my father deeply breathing in my ear again.

“If you push him away, I’ll have your head; daughter or not. You have a direct order from me, complete it if you know what is good for you.”

Hearing his footsteps leave the room, I turned around and watched as the heavy door closed behind him. Looking at the paper again, not being able to control my emotions, I crumpled it into a ball and threw it at the door.

I knew I needed help, but no man could have done this better than me. Nothing was such an ego blow as much as my father calling in someone as low-minded, disrespectful, and delerious as Toji Fushiguro himself. Though talented in the field of killing, he was a menace to society: all of society, besides himself.

“Fuck you.” I muttered kicking his chair into the table causing the leg to snap. Opening the door, I ran through my father’s large home out the front gate. I immediately got into my car and began to drive.

My first stop: The Kyogi Gambling Center.

Entering the newly established casino, I became surrounded by a multitude of individuals. Several rich old men watched my movements entranced by a proper woman. Young men were betting their families lifesavings. They appeared entranced within shiny screens; nothing could infringe on their focus. Women pranced around in short dresses skirts serving drinks or hoping to gain another dollar. Looking around at the scene, I quickly became disgusted. It was appalling how obsessed individuals could become addicted to losing money in the hopes of gaining it back.

Looking to my left and right, I thought to myself, ‘where would a middle-aged man go in hopes to gain a lot, but not have any money?’

Reverting my attention to the large spiral staircase, I noticed the outside of a jujutsu ring. A herd of screams and cheers could be heard from men. I smirked to myself.

Bingo.

Going up the stairs, a crowd of male-eyes watched my every-move as I quickly scanned over the metal stands packed full of men. Choosing to stand in a vacant small corner, I looked towards the ring not choosing to divert my gaze. I needed to convince others that I wasn’t watching for a man. Instead, I wanted to watch men rip each other apart. Once I noticed that the men’s attention dwindled, my eyes scanned the crowd.

Red hair.

Blonde.

Pink hair with distinct facial tattoos.

White hair with black glasses. Wait- damn, he’s hot. Woah, who is his friend with the long black hair?

Okay, focus...

As my eyes darted across the bleachers filled with men, tucked into a deserted corner, I knew I found Fushiguro himself. His dark black hair shined under the dim light, his dark eyes carefully watched the scene ahead, and his leisured posture gave his identity away. His full lips held a toothpick between them as the worm wrapped around his shoulders and broad chest began to move slowly. Chosing not to tear his eyes away from the fist flying within the ring, he sighed and lazily placed his head in his right hand.

Sighing and realizing I needed his help; I entered the hallway headed towards the other end of the room. Walking around the last set of bleachers, I looked up to see Toji still sitting in the same position with the same bored expression residing on his face. Climbing up, I darted towards the corner and sat down two seats away from the black-haired male.

His head, once in his hands, now perked up. He kept staring at the ring, but I noticed he appeared on guard due to my presence.

“Who is your bet on?” I asked without reverting my eyes from the ring. Even though I never stared at him, he knew exactly who I was talking to.

“Blonde. He doesn’t appear to be winning though.” He sighed disappointed.

Without continuing the small conversation, I watched his movements from the corner of my eye until I became shocked by his next words:

“Hayami Kizumi, what do you want with me?” He asked.

My eyes widened. How did he know who I was? I gulped without further displaying any form of nervousness. I wanted to get straight to the point, but my mind couldn’t help but ask a few questions.

“How do you know who I am?” I questioned.

“Any good criminal knows who you are. In fact, you’re the one we avoid. You’re ‘Kizuki’s personal guard dog;’ who isn’t terrified of the Underground leader’s own daughter?”

Feeling my blood begin to boil, I clenched my fists. Feel angered, I huffed at the agitating phrase I’ve heard over and over, “person guard dog.” Was that all I was known for?

“Fuck Kizuki.”

“You shouldn’t talk about your father like that.” He joked.

Fushiguro continued to watch the fight closely as the blonde unconsciously flew to the other end of the ring. Miraculously still standing, the battered and bruised man was barely hanging on to his consciousness while the other contender continued to throw punches that were filled with an anger and a desire to win.

“Why are you here? I know you wouldn’t come here for fun.” He asked. Just from his question, I could tell Fushiguro knew enough about me. Most individuals don’t even know what I look like.

“Toji Fushiguro, I wa- need something from you.” I spoke.

“Need? Hm, that’s different.” He spoke out of shock before continuing. “Hayami Kizumi, what could you possibly want with someone like me?”

I paused for a second unsure of how to ask for help. I’ve never pleaded to anyone, much less any form of competition when I was the highest and most successful criminal in the nation.

Then I thought to myself, ‘Yes, I am the greatest criminal, but yet I continue to succumb to my father’s abuse. I sit here choosing to follow his pathetic orders. Am I truly the nation’s most powerful criminal, or am I just a guard dog?’

“Help,” I whispered.

Suddenly, Fushiguro’s face appeared blank. He no longer gave any attention to the beating occurring in front of us, instead his focus was on the words that escaped my mouth. Shifting himself, his dark eyes reverted to my own. I turned my head and connected our dark eyes together. His expression, shocked, could have sketched its way into my mind forever. His eyes never left my own as my fingers started to shake from nervousness.

“Toji Fushiguro, I want your help executing my plan to kill my father.”

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inexplicably-spookified · 1 year

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Your oc's look rlly cool! Do you wanna talk about them a little? I'd love to listen!

ty! i'm always up for talking about my (many) ocs i love them a lot

i suppose i could divide my current ocs into 3 groups - explicitly cave story ocs, evergreen ocs, and sonas, with the first and last being fairly obvious - ocs i've made who are explicitly set within cave story's universe*, and well, my online sonas

evergreen on the other hand is a bit of a grey area - it started life as and is currently a cave story prequel mod i'm working on (with a sizeable demo out!), but it kinda... grew and is, with the amount of worldbuilding i've developed, honestly enough to be its own original universe

*most of my cave story ocs are vaguely tied to evergreen through character relations, and if i make evergreen its own original game (i'm hoping to, one day), they'll probably be ported over somehow...

anyway, a couple of my favourites/most iconic:

usagi, an OC i made ages ago (2018?) when i first joined the cave story fandom, and the star of the first mod i ever made, as well as a sequel that never saw the light of day but whose ideas ironically became the basis for a lot of evergreen!

she's a cheerful, stubborn mimiga who likes to kick things - a bit of a dumbass with a tendency to fight things several times her size, but incredibly loyal to her friends and likes to protect others

hedera, the protagonist of evergreen! he has memory issues, a lot of hair and Really Likes Plants for some reason? i would reveal more but yknow, spoilers

murasaki (or just mura), my beloved chaotic arson baby. be they do crime!

mostly spends their time exploring places they shouldn't and getting into trouble - a bit of a brat sometimes but they mature up eventually as they get older

(they're a CS fankid but i'll leave exactly whose up to guessing)

as for my sonas, these are the main 3!

mimilope i use to depict 'myself' the most, elipsis i just kinda like drawing cause they're fun to doodle...

anyway, none of them are really characters or even self-inserts or anything, they're literally just '''me''' or different sides of '''me''' or something like that LOL

#just-an-otaku-fox #asks #ty for asking about them :]#this was a little vague answer-wise but i'm usually happy to talk about em if you have any specific questions

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laymedowntorest · 1 year

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Can we know some random tidbits about Galaxy? Ooo Luther as well if that's ok

I would love to! :D

His current design comes from a character I call The Artist. He was a worker at the time, found Galaxy, who was originally just a dark purple, and would paint him during times he had nothing to do. It's how Galaxy got his name. The Artist gets called back later to give the SB and S/M crew a make over when everyone's virus free!

He doesn't need a suit, he just feels a bit fancier in it pfft.

That said he does wish for leathers

He likes to refer to himself as Sun, Moon, Dusk and Dawn's dad. Will 100% call himself their dad if he meets you while working at the Daycare. The boys hate it 😂

He'd also give the back of your hand a kiss, regardless of your gender (He won't if you don't seem to like the idea). It makes it funnier depending on your height, imagine how far he has to bend do w n

He can actually leave the Plex! Not far, mostly to the edge of the parking lot. But he can leave. It's mostly in case anything happens.

I imagine Galaxy can crawl Moon style around either to just be a shit or to speedily catch someone (why since he's fast to begin with but nonetheless). Why yes with his multiple arms it makes him look like a giant spider. It's terrifying pfft

Blackhole is his security measure and that guy is... something. To say the least pft

Now as for Luther;

The man is the village bike. Absolutely no shame in being it pffft

That said don't think he's dumb. Far from it. The man is stupid intelligent and smart it's scary

He's probably done a lot of crimes beyond arson tbh.

When he's angry his eyes glow!

He has a shitty people sense and will avoid them like the plague

In worlds where he lives with Ronnie (and the others) he's banned from the kitchen. He can't cook to save his life

My man hasn't had one relationship. He scuttles away at the mere suggestion pfft

Joint fact I suppose; Luther and Galaxy have met! Luther broke into the Plex once and Galaxy chased him around. Luther's escape was a rather nasty blow to Galaxy's ego 🤣 he won't talk about it

#ask #anon ask #oc fact #luther #galaxy

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nibwhipdragon · 2 years

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Fanfic Writer Ask Game: ✍️🧪 💛❤️🎁

✍️What's your ideal writing setup?

(I feel like I've answered this one before...oh well there's no harm in doing it again)

Ideal writing setup for me is home, in my spinny circle chair thing in the corner of the living room, with some water nearby and headphones to listen to music. I've written in lots of other places though, including but not limited to: hospital, wedding, in the car on my way to get my dog put down (it distracted me ok :( I was also running behind on schedule), in English class, and on the way to a location I was going to film in.

🧪Do you research for your fics?

Hell yeah I do! To get Jotaro's character right in Breadcrust Crusaders, I borrowed 3 massive books on marine life from my school's library and read them all in one go. I've also researched about a lot of bad and shady things McDonald's has done for...ahem...something...in The McDonald's Crisis of 1999.

As the next one has already been answered by me and I can't think of another answer for it, I'll choose something to replace it with.

🎨If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you like to see?

Ough. I'd be happy with literally any fanart from any of my fics. Though, I would like to see fanart of any of the original characters from The McDonald's Crisis of 1999 (<– calling them original characters to hide what their purpose in the fic is). Especially Max and his stand, Null and Void. One of my favourite stand concepts ever.

One of my friends wants to make an entire manga out of Breadcrust Crusaders + The McDonald's Crisis of 1999 too, I'd be absolutely over the moon if that happened! Though, I doubt it's even possible due to some jokes and parts of the fic being written words specific.

i would not like to see the cover one of my friends is making for Breadcrust Crusaders's eventual wattpad release

♥️ What is your favourite line you've written in a fic?

Ough. So many. Gonna list a few. Most of them are comedic in nature, some I left out bc of spoilers.

Polnareff and Kakyoin jogged downstairs, joking about commiting arson, and crimes of the same caliber.

If Jiji could befriend Caesar, then he could help Jotaro with Kakyoin, who was kind and polite, and definitely not a pompous egotistical prick.

Joseph owed his life to that sandwich.

"You don't deserve the title of Babygirl anymore."

Dio casually talked to Joseph like they weren't trying to kill each other.

"MEN SHOULDN'T GET PREGANTO WE DON'T HAVE WOMBS"

"divorce" Uinata uttered the words.

Unlike Sora, Hinta believed in the heart of the cards and pulled Exodia out of his asshoel and swept.

"You're OK with me hitting you with a car?!"

He was meant to be having a fun summer holiday, not trying to deal with a fucking murder and a possibly missing person!

Josuke would give anything to see that smile again.

Feeling hollow, Jotaro tossed away the barely eaten McMuffin into the bin to rot.

That was like pissing on the Mona Lisa.

"If there's a God – or a writer – they have a lot to answer for."

He had been expecting something like a somewhat small concentrated beam of light, not a fucking kamehameha.

"This is going to be the twentieth time you've Fuck Bucketed him."

Finally – everyone get your party poppers, confetti and champagne – he goes to therapy.

🎁 Have a piece of a WIP you want to share?

I've been writing some fics for caejose week, so I have quite a few WIPs! Here's a snippet from the fic I'm writing for day 4:

...Joseph came to the conclusion that the feelings he had for both Caesar and Suzi were very, very similar. Identical, in fact. He wasn't exactly sure how to feel about that relevation.

He was in love.

He was in love with Caesar.

He was in love with Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli.

Joseph felt a little numb at the realisation. That wasn't rival feelings. That was love. Love.

Joseph wasn't in love. They were both blonde and Italian. Clearly, his brain was mixing up the two. It was misdirected feelings towards Caesar that was meant for Suzi, obviously. Those odd feelings could be brushed aside; He had much more important things to dwell on.

I find the concept of Joseph denying his feelings towards Caesar as "my brain's getting mixed up him and Suzi are both blonde and Italian" hilarious

#ask game answers #maybe i should make a tag for anons....#fanfic writing

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