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alexskyline · 1 year
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Painted my favourite girlboss 🫦
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fleshdyke · 3 years
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fuck it, i was gonna wait until i finished the ref sheets to post my headcanons, but since my pencil is broken and i can’t draw right now, i’m just gonna make a text post
(please reblog i worked really hard on this)
wings of fire tribe headcanons!
mudwings
large, curved horns. males have larger ones
very big ears
big ol nose. kinda like a dog’s
large, durable teeth that stick out their mouth (top and bottom)
short wings, not great for long flights
two rows of back spines, right next to each other. they split partway down the back and the middle area widens until they’re almost at the sides of the tail
wide, strong tail, sometimes used as a shovel
tail can make a loud drum-like noise when slapped against the ground, and this is often used as a display of aggression and dominance
saliva contains a very mild venom that can paralyze prey if it enters an open wound. can only affect a dragon in very high doses
sleep pretty much anywhere, but often nap buried in mud
bury their eggs in mud and build mounds around them for extra protection + warmth
egg/hatchling mortality rate is very low
eat a diet of mostly meat and swamp birds, but some fish. plants are consumed almost exclusively for medicinal purposes
known for being exceptional chefs
mudwings are particularly fond of spicy food
farms aren’t super common, but many mudwings are ranchers
sandwings
large ears and eyes
very sharp hearing, smell, and sight
small faces, good for digging in sand
very wide wingspan, can fly very long distances without stopping/sustenance
second-best fliers of all tribes, next to skywings
very long, flexible tails
tail barbs make a rattling noise, and can be vibrated in a way that other tribes can’t to make that loud rattle
venom is never used for hunting, because the toxins can transfer to whoever consumes it via the meat and blood
each back talon has a large, sharp sickle claw
sleep most often indoors or buried in sand (they also do this to cool off)
eat mostly meat, but also enjoy plants such as coconut, cactus, and aloe
no “middle class”, most sandwings are either very rich or very poor
trade skills are extremely valuable to most dragons
smallest pyrrhian tribe
seawings
dull teeth, use bony protrusions from upper jaw to catch fish
no external ears
cannot hear anything while underwater, because a fin covers the ear to prevent water from getting in
bodies covered in feelers that can release venom on command
small and narrow wings
short but powerful tail
claws are virtually useless in battle, as they use their pseudoteeth to catch fish, but can deliver venom
fat and blubbery
very smooth and small scales, almost skin-like
sleep either in small coral caves or drifting in the open ocean with half their brains awake
eat a diet of mostly fish and marine animals, but some tropical and aquatic plants
venom is mostly used for hunting, but high doses can seriously injure and kill a dragon
high beauty standards
coral is beloved to seawings, and to harm it is one of the highest offences
skywings
hard, sharp “beak” on the end of their snout (both upper and lower jaw)
branched horns, grow more points with age
pointy ears
long, narrow bodies
very wide wingspan
feathered wings
feathers on the end of the tail, act as a rudder
the more fire, the darker the skywing’s scales
firescales are black and have phoenix-like feathers
sleep like birds, with their head between their wings, but sometimes catch high air currents and sleep while flying
can go for weeks without touching land
eat a diet of fresh meat and occasionally bone shards and marrow. birds of prey are *never* hunted
one of the only farming and ranching tribes
birds of prey are common pets and hunting companions, raptors can form strong bonds with their skywing owners
hold a yearly olympics-style athletic competition, mostly sports, but sometimes gladiator activities are a part of the ceremony
very fond of sparkly things, especially gold
rainwings
small snouts
large eyes, have impressive night vision to help them see in the darkness of the rainforest
small, flexible wings, not good for long-distance flight
long limbs
large claws
long barbed tongue, to reach hard-to-get food
always brightly coloured, often with hypnotic patterns, to ward away bugs
skin is slightly toxic
long midsections
underscales are hard, mostly to protect their tails and stomachs as they swing from rough tree branches
sleep either in treehouses or in the branches
eat lots of fruit, flower nectar, and tree sap. they also eat lots of bugs, and occasionally a fish
talented gardeners, high-class rainwings and royalty often hire florists to decorate their homes with colourful plants
many rainwings care for a wide variety of pets, including parrots, tropical fish, toxic frogs, snakes, lizards, and ocelots
icewings
impressive sense of smell and sight
pointed ears, furry flaps over the ear canal to keep too much cold air from entering
large tusks that jut out from the upper lip
large, furry talons to keep the snow and ice from freezing their sensitive palms
long, sharp claws
large wings with spiky scales on the “hand”, often are used to aid in walking
wings have fur down the edges of the outermost “finger”, and have thick membranes, meaning they are very good insulators
furred mane down the back, which the sharp spines stick out of
breathing in makes the neck spikes clatter together, making a light, tinking, xylophone-like sound
tail has a large tuft of fur to help keep warm while curled up
sleep indoors when possible, but their large talons and claws are good for digging burrows in the snow when needed
eat a diet of entirely meat and fish, as no plants survive in the tundra
icewings are one of the most progressive tribes, despite them being so isolated from the rest of the continent
generally have good relations with skywings and seawings
royals are considered “stars”, and icewing celebrities are often very glamorous and are constantly followed by paparazzi and tabloids
many icewings dye their manes different colours
are much more aquatic than in canon, can hold their breath longer than a mudwing and there is a part of their palace that is underwater
icewings get furballs from cleaning their fur, like cats. it’s kinda gross
biggest of all tribes
nightwings
large ears, which are pointed upwards in a resting position
have a fleshy nose thing, like most bats
have a very sharp sense of smell
small, straight horns
pointy wings
wing membrane connects to legs, which then connects to the tail
long, flexible back legs
sleep upside-down, hanging from rocky ceilings
nightwings are scavengers, and will eat almost anything
very academically-focused
most nightwings are strong believers in the paranormal, and enjoy ghost stories
one of the most scientifically advanced tribes, and despite popular belief, will happily teach other tribes how to build some of their machines, had they ever asked
all tribes
amount of fire/frostbreath varies from dragon to dragon, and it’s just something a dragon is born with. it can’t be changed and dragons have seriously injured themselves while trying to
order of average flight skill, best to worst: skywings, sandwings, icewings, nightwings, mudwings, seawings, rainwings
order of average size, largest to smallest: icewings, mudwings, skywings, seawings, nightwings, rainwings, sandwings
chairs are small platforms or branch-like perches. how common the type of chair is depends on the tribe, as perches are more common in the sky kingdom, and platforms are more common in the sand kingdom. the graphic novel chairs can eat ass
all dragons shed their scales once a year, like how birds molt their feathers. this is an uncomfortable and hormonal time and tempers run high during molting
all dragonets have one large molt around the time they turn five, similar to how children lose their baby teeth. i think either this or regular molting was eluded to in dragonslayer, but yeah
females are slightly larger than males
and we’re done! i don’t have quite enough on the pantala tribes yet to make a full list, but i will update this when i do.
if anyone has any of their own headcanons they’d like to share, please do! and tell me if you’d like me to/you’re okay with me adding them to my list, because i’d love to grow this a little more!
i will post the reference sheets for these as soon as i finish them :>
feel free to use these!! i would absolutely LOVE if anyone did 😭
(mudwing, icewing, and sandwing sounds belong to @skleetheirken, tysm for letting me add em!)
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i lost the post i had that gave all of caragan’s info, so i’ll just post it again here. first pic is caragan after they die, because only obey me could drive me to design a character post-death 
i did design the sigils myself. then i added the sin marks from the cards, put that little pact symbol on it, and i took the original symbols from the actual demons and simplified/altered them. because i didn’t think it was a good idea to use the actual symbols. don’t wanna manifest something ya know lmao 
very long info dump under the cut. (info dump is copied from the post i lost) and yeah, caragan is a generic super powerful protagonist. so prepare for cheese 
likes: drawing, reading, gaming, and staying at home. they are drawn to dark things; horror, dark colours, literally most things dark.
home/family: they live alone, but near their parents, and they visit almost daily. they have a cat and three snakes (while caragan is away, the fur and scale babies are taken care of, don’t worry) 
age: 27 yrs old, born Jan 7th 
gender: nonbinary, they/them 
height: 4′10 / 147 cm
occupation: part time job, they also make bits and bobs to sell; art, crochet, etc. they went back to college too (and how they signed up for a certain exchange program; in my headcanon, they signed up for it and expected something mundane) then, after their first visit to the devildom, they start learning about the peace that diavolo proposed in their own time, and volunteer for the human organizations involved 
the design after they die: neither angel or demon, appearance shows physical attributes of both. (i also have a lot of post-death info, but… this is already so much, so i will leave it out) the ref i made is below: (worth noting that before their “fall,” using the term very, very loosely, everything on them that is red was white)
appearence: 
they wear all black with small, brightly coloured accessories 
brightly coloured accessories are normally bracelets, scarves, or pins. socks are also always nauseatingly bright 
casual outside attire: black hoodie, black t shirts, black ripped jeans, and converse 
casual around the house attire: grey sweatpants, obnoxious socks, a tank top, and sometimes a sweater or jacket they’ve stolen from the brothers 
formal attire: usually a suit, but asmo can convince them to wear a dress by finding amazing ones and wearing a dress too 
school uniform: jacket sleeves rolled up, or while in classrooms, off completely. no tie, ever. dress pants, wears black flats instead of dress shoes. during their first year, they kept their hair in a ponytail in class 
always wearing their favourite necklace 
first year piercings:
left ear - bar piercing in top, three normal piercings on bottom
right ear - three normal piercings on bottom 
second visit piercings:
left ear - same
right ear - three normal piercings on bottom, and two new normal piercings on top 
they wear binders to their classes and almost always when they go out for less active shenanigans 
rarely wears a binder in the house of lamentation; the first thing they take off when they get home 
hair is greying on both sides of their head, also some greys on top
always, always has dark circles and bags under their eyes 
brothers + romance: they are absolutely smitten with all of them, and they are very blunt and obvious about it. their favourite, though, is beel. this is kept as plainly obvious as their feelings for the others. since they love all of the brothers, they don’t hide their attraction to anyone. for the most part, it works out. 
pact mark locations:  (see first ref pic) 
lucifer - throat 
mammon - upper back 
leviathan - lower back 
satan - left inner thigh 
asmo - right inner thigh 
beel - right inner wrist 
belphie - left inner wrist 
overall, they’re very shy and awkward, and they like to joke around to cover it up. generally quiet, even around those they’re comfortable with. (they don’t talk a lot unless they’re having a ‘moment’ - a day where they’re hyperactive) they have crippling anxiety and depression, but the medication they take eases it. gets irritable around loud noises/people. they make an attempt in having a decent sleep schedule, but most nights they’re awake for hours longer than they intend to be. sleep schedule is more erratic when in the devildom. (probably belphie’s fault.) 
everything below is uh… like, how they act/react to the other characters.  
lucifer:  they mirror what lucifer offers them; if he’s being soft, they will be soft in turn. if he is upset with them, they will apologize and attempt to do better, and they expect the same if the roles are reversed. stuff like that. they don’t openly flirt with lucifer the same way they do some others, instead they focus on gentle interactions. they kept close to lucifer when they first arrived in the devildom (when mammon ditched them) because they deemed him more trustworthy than anyone else. 
mammon:  when with mammon, every filter caragan has is demolished instantly. given mammon never tried to kill or charm them, they grew to respect him very quickly. they also don’t treat mammon like an idiot; they’ve dealt with that themselves enough. yes, they tell him off for doing things that will very clearly come back to bite him in the ass, but they never target his intelligence because they know he’s smarter than he lets on. they openly flirt with mammon because they like to make him blush. they both get into trouble often, but they have each others’ backs throughout. 
leviathan:  they don’t spend as much time with leviathan, but they do enjoy his company. they usually lock away their info dumping and interests, but not with leviathan. he gets to gush about the things he loves, and they match his energy. he tries to offer the same courtesy. they also like to flirt with leviathan to make him blush, but they don’t do it as heavily or as often because his rejections/self deprecating comments make them feel bad. they are also thankful that they can talk to him about their anxiety and he understands it. they rarely call him “levi.” 
satan:  they also don’t spend as much time with satan, but less so than leviathan. they can’t help but feel stupid when they’re with him, so they don’t socialize with him often. buuut any time he offers to socialize, they don’t turn him down. in fact, caragan gets excited. he’s also where they turn to when they’re struggling with their studies or curious about something demon related. they do attempt to joke around and flirt with him, but it’s like a game of chicken, and caragan always ducks out. fairly quickly, too. 
asmodeus:  caragan adores asmo, but they can’t really place why. they also consider him as much a work of art as he does himself. they are very soft with asmo and they rarely flirt with him in a conventional way. even though they reject most sexual advances, they are as handsy as asmo is. asmo is their official cuddle buddy and they love to shower him in gentle affection. if asmo is in sight, they can often be caught staring. at first, they’re very embarrassed by this, and the brothers poke fun. eventually, though, they’re utterly shameless and just widen their smile if asmo catches them. 
beelzebub:  they love beel more than life itself, and that is absolutely not an exaggeration. at first, they were very avoidant and anxious when it came to beel, but when they started to hang out with him, they found him very easy to be around. the attraction started then, but then became way too strong when beel went into full demon mode over his custard. (mood) they started following him around everywhere. they continued that trend well into the year and the following visit. they’re very affectionate and clingy, sitting his lap and hugging him constantly. they carry around as many snacks as their pockets can hold for beel and beel only. 
belphegor:  they knew from the start that belphie was lying to them in the attic and probably meant them harm, but they never held it against him. they never really held their death against him either. they’re quiet around belphie for the most part, even when they started to like him. they often nap with him (against their better judgement) too. the two of them talk a lot about their ideal “me and you and beel” future. more than is healthy. their conversations outside of that are often filled with snark and a weird tension that caragan doesn’t understand. it usually melts away after a cuddle and a nap, though. 
diavolo:  they instantly liked diavolo. they’re very cautious and anxious around him, but they try to be warm in their interactions with him. they do call him “lord diavolo,” and treat him with due respect. he usually throws them for a loop with most things he does, but they try to keep up and be understanding. they have a strong need to get closer to him, for reasons that they don’t understand or even try to understand. they don’t do much about it either. his demon form causes them to become flustered. very flustered. the not-oblivious brothers tease them for it. they have such a huge crush on him. 
barbatos:  they don’t interact with him that much, or try to interact with him outside of things that are necessary. they have nothing against him, they just don’t feel the need to. they’re very polite to him, as polite as they are to diavolo. while they’re curious about him, they don’t go out of their way to interact with him. there’s really not much there besides mild curiosity. 
solomon:  they think he gives off a copious amount of mischievous vibes and it puts them off. at first. they are kind and polite towards him, and they would consider him a friend. the friendship is essentially that “we have no friends in this class so we will become friends to fill the void. but only in this class. we will never speak to each other outside of this place.” it’s not nearly as specific, but that’s the flavour of friendship they have in the beginning. eventually, he grows on caragan and they end up looking forward to seeing him. they just find him very fun. 
simeon:  they think simeon is beautiful and has been caught staring almost as much as when they stare at asmo. with simeon though, they will never be shameless about their staring. they continue to be embarrassed about it forever. forever. they’re polite and kind to simeon, but they feel he keeps himself closed off from them. during their second visit to the devildom, with the play and all, they become a little scared of simeon. it doesn’t change the way they interact with him, but it does put them off for a bit. and after some overthinking, they end up being more drawn to him. 
luke:  they were very anxious around luke, at first. they don’t like kids, and generally become twice as awkward around them. eventually, they found him adorable. when they speak to him, they will focus on child logic, but they do speak to him the way they would speak to anyone. never patronising. happily helps him with studies if they can, gives him affirmation and reassurances whenever needed, and is protective. they have even been known to stand up to lesser demons when they target luke. (when simeon isn’t around; it’s rare) even though caragan is scared shitless the whole time, they try anyway. seeing as they’re only 4′10, they never make short jokes or anything of the like. when the brothers make short jokes, they shoot disapproving looks and will express disappointment if it drags on too long. 
the end of their life time:  they go on to live for a while, dedicating themselves entirely to diavolo on the human side of things, even becoming a public speaker for it. sharing their experiences n all that. which is something they’d never do for anything else. 
at a certain point though, about 50 yrs old or so, they do stop visiting the demon brothers because they’re getting old. they die shortly after in an accident. brothers don’t find out because caragan was already avoiding them. (though, there is general unease because of the bonds they have with caragan. they know something’s very, very wrong but not what. they fear the worst, and they’re right to.) 
but for all the things they did for “the cause,” they were to be judged in the celestial realm. (and… i see it as… in a horrible, horrible way, the big guy upstairs knew everything that would happen with lilith, and deemed her and her brothers an acceptable loss in exchange for peace. it was all orchestrated. i also think that diavolo knew the plan, for the most part. he has his own reasons for wanting the peace, but he does know what the plan was.) 
but they’re escorted to The Big Guy by simeon and luke (a cute reunion with hugs) and he straight up asks caragan what they want. like they can stay here, go to the devildom, or remain in the human realm. 
in any case, they’ll be given all the attributes needed to thrive in all three realms, but only if they continue in their trying to maintain peace. obviously, caragan is all for continuing. and of course, they choose to make their home with the brothers. god’s all like, “you will retain your angelic status, but you do have to fall to achieve the status of demon. are you sure?” they have to have demon attributes to ensure survival and comfort living among demons, so that’s why. 
and caragan straight up says, without missing a beat, “even heaven is hell without them.” everybody knows who they’re talking about. simeon is torn between “that’s so rude” and “that’s so sweet” and luke is horrified. god just laughs. 
they all talk a bit longer so caragan knows exactly what they’re getting into. they will have a lot of power as both angel and demon, but they have to keep their humanity in exchange for that power. which means, inevitably, their long life will become a curse. no human is built to live for a millennia, so it’ll take a toll on their mind and at the end of it all, they won’t be themselves anymore. 
caragan basically says, “yah, worth it. lezgo.” god hands them paperwork, some explaining what caragan is and why, as well as a peace treaty thing to give to diavolo when they get home. i was thinking it’d be something cheesy like “the treaty of the last fallen angel.” no more fallen angels after caragan, they fell so no one else has to again. idk, symbolism or something. but even the future angel/demon hybrids won’t have to fall. 
cue caragan yeeting themselves from the celestial realm. 
diavolo knows caragan’s about to fall (barbatos n all that) and gathers the brothers to the place it’ll be. caragan is just a ball of blue flames, then a crater, the brothers are baffled. 
falling hurts a shit ton (even without losing wings and all that), so caragan ends up crying, but they cry blood. (for angel reasons. i dunno why i think angels cry blood.) which drips from their face and onto the white fabric of the thing they’re wearing, and then everything white fades into a red, even the white of their eyes. (i want to try very roughly animating that one day.) 
then there’s another heart warming reunion, but also with a shit ton of heart break because not only did caragan die, they also just fell. the brothers are angy.
before the brothers can get all “let’s fight god,” caragan hands diavolo the paperwork, all of which he reads out loud for the brothers. 
uh. roll credits. 
just tidbits:
caragan is an angel of perseverance and a demon of despair. 
they have six wings and six eyes on each wing. 
their halo was a tangible ring of golden light, but when they fell, it became horns. but like… still in a ring shape. still a halo. just different. 
they are barefoot in their angel/demon form because they have talons and also just… hate shoes. 
when all the white turned red, all the gold turned silver. 
they look as they did during their second visit to the devildom when they enter their “afterlife.”  
their human form is also just… them. hoodie, ripped jeans, everything, they’re just themselves. 
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I’ve drawn a lot this month, relatively! just yesterday I did these two drawings back to back of my OC Reggie (also called RJ).
Since I’ve never actually written anything about him anywhere before, I figure this post is a good chance to do that, so I’m gonna write about his character design and how I developed it, his characterisation and whether or not he’s actually part of any kind of story or universe (Spoiler Alert, the answer is Maybe)
Okay so, first things first, his character design.
Reggie’s design came primarily from one idea, but also from two smaller ideas. The instigating idea for his design was a couple articles of clothing I found in a local shop, a pair of pink and black boots, and a black and yellow jacket.
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I grabbed pics of them and filed them away as inspiration for a future drawing. When I set about making said drawing I was really just throwing ideas at the page to see what stuck. Now a jacket and a pair of boots might be enough for some people to make a full character design, but I need a little more to grease the wheels as it were.
Enter the other two smaller ideas.
I had some other images saved for inspiration (which I won’t add to the post as standalone images because they’re someone else’s art) and I had a very old OC with no story and only half of a poorly drawn design to his name - RJ.
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^ this dude was not only one of my first attempts to make an overwatch OC, but was straight up one of my first digital drawings, ever. I always kind of wanted to come back to his design and make it... Good, but I never had the motivation. Then when I was figuring out how I wanted to combine the pink and black fur trimmed boots with the black, grey and yellow jacket, I decided I’d take some of the tiny grains of RJ here that I had wanted to salvage into a decent design, and do just that.
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^ this here is the original mood board of refs I used to make the original drawing of Reggie.
I took the boots more or less verbatim, but brought the yellow from the jacket down into them, the jacket I embellished with asymmetrical padding and added a hood with fur lining to tie it in with the boots, then I brought the pink of the boots up through the design into the sword’s scabbard, his glove, shirt and hair.
The hair style was based on RJ’s original do, a shorter back and sides then spiked and swooshed on top; from RJ’s original design I also took the base colour for his metal plating and the general idea of his various belts, as seen in Reggie’s diagonal belt and thigh straps (made yellow to tie the grey trousers into the colour scheme) and his thigh plating. Reggie’s skin tone was also based on RJ’s, though tweaks were made to it both at the time of designing Reggie and one making these new drawings.
Finally the impractically large sword and matching metal glove, as well as his floating, cyber-mystical metal plates were added using inspiration from the other images.
In the brand new drawings I did, I made some tweaks to his design, small ones to his metal glove and floating metal plates, of which I added another to his lower left leg. I also made the glowing... port? on his left shoulder have a metal surround so it’s not just a big cyberpunk light right in the fabric of the jacket.
I gave him a shield to complement his sword (sadly hiding his pink fingerless glove from the drawings, meaning one of the few pink elements isn’t shown) and gave his sword a design outside of the scabbard, which I hadn’t done previously.
And that was the whole process of his character design. It was an interesting process to attempt certainly, and one I enjoyed a lot at the time, which I also used as an excuse to try a different colouring method than what I did before, and liked so much I still do it now.
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Now, about his characterisation and story design/concepts.
The short version of it is, Reggie is a standalone OC who was created without a story, but who I would like to develop one for, and intend to design other characters in the same vein as him in the future to do so. But since he was created without a setting and I’ve not done anything with him since creating him (before now), he doesn’t really have any characterisation to speak of, just vague ideas that I have for what he might be like which could change depending on what kind of story I try to build him into.
The long version is... Well a lot longer.
When I first designed him, some of the kinds of ideas I used involved the thought processes I use when making my overwatch OC’s, and the original RJ was an OW OC, so I could have made him into one as well if I had wanted. The “Design Ideas” I mean are things like, a limited colour pallet, cyber punk elements like the metal plates and lights in clothing, and things that enhance the silhouette and make the character stand out like the huge sword and the way it hangs from his waist, the floating metal plates, the big, blocky metal gauntlet on an otherwise innocuous body and the bright pink hair.
But I also used another set of design ethos’; those that I used for my RWBY oc’s back in the day. The big sword and the way it’s carried was also inspired by the bold weaponry from RWBY, and was even originally meant to be able to transform between being a sword and being a scythe, as well as a gun, in true RWBY fashion. The limited colour pallet and brightly coloured hair were other things which doubled up for these design ideas, and the overall look of Reggie’s outfit, the asymmetrical quilting, black and grey base with bright pops of colour to break it up, the fur trims, all inspire more of a RWBY look to me than an Overwatch one. But in the end he wasn’t either, because I didn’t want him to be either. In the new drawings I refined certain elements for the sake of visual clarity, like removing the runes from his floating metal plates and simplifying their shapes, but I also made changes which, for me, shifted him away from the feel of belonging to either franchise, slightly. I forwent the transforming nature of the sword and added a small personal shield to give him more of a cyber-punk knight vibe, as well as accentuating the glowing yellow lights in the design by adding more of them through the unsheathed sword and the shield, as well as the redesigned floating plates. He’s still undeniably a fusion of the two styles, they’re both franchises that I’ve created a lot of original characters for specifically because of enjoying the way their characters are designed, regardless of my intent, a vaguely cyber-punk character with an oversized weapon and bright pink hair is going to look like they belong to one or the other, if not both. And I’m okay with that.
But back to the matter at hand- He’s 100% not an OC from anything preexisting, and when I made him I didn’t make him for a story idea I already had, and I didn’t create a story idea for him to slot into during or after creating him... So does he have one now, as I’m writing this, after having drawn him again, twice, back to back, out of the blue? No, not exactly. I am working on something, as I always am; the gears are grinding and I’m piecing together little thoughts here and there of some ‘maybe’s’ and ‘what if’s’, and I fully intend to design some more characters like Reggie to all exist in the same universe and to be part of a story. I’m just not there yet.
As for his present characterisation, I originally conceived him as being unnaturally happy go lucky and a tad hyperactive, but I’ve now got him in my mind as being just generally passionate across the board, not just happy go lucky and hyperactive, but also very positive, optimistic, comedic, capable of reacting tearfully to just about anything and likely being just a little ditzy. Real Anime Protagonist energy.
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halcyyonnwrites · 6 years
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Netball Agreste ||| Sport One Shot
This is a one shot I wrote for a challenge on Miraculous Amino, if you want to check out my profile there, my username is Iamcathchild.
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The first thing Adrien noticed when he arrived at the netball tryouts was that everyone else there was female. Nino was apparently right when he said netball was a ‘girl’s sport’. Adrien really should have listened to him, but he was too caught up in his new-found knowledge that Marinette Dupain-Cheng was the captain of the team, and Adrien had the slightest crush on her.
“Everyone, line up!” Marinette called, clapping her hands together to catch everyone’s attention. Girls started to place down their water bottles and walk over, standing on the line painted across the court marking the centre third, “Thank you all for coming to these tryouts. As you might know, a netball team has seven places in it, wing attack and defence, goal attack and defence, goal keeper and shooter, and centre. Just fill out the sheet that’s coming around and then we’ll get started.”
 Taking the piece of paper, Adrien noticed that out of the group of nearly thirty people, he was one of the only ones who hadn’t played netball before and was the only person who was not a girl.
 Alya Cesaire stood next to Marinette, handing her a pile of colour fabric with different letters on them. Alya turned to the group, searching for the clipboard of names. One of the smaller girls handed it back to her and she counted each name, “Alright, now that everyone is written down, everyone can do some stretches and run some laps to warm up.”
 Mimicking the actions of the girls around him, Adrien stretched, trying not to look out of place. When he saw some of the girls start to show off, he shook his head and went to grab his water bottle.
 Alya and Marinette both stood next to the benches, looking over the list of names.
 “We have enough numbers for four teams and reserves,” Alya pointed out, “maybe we should rank people and put them into teams that way?”
 “We’ll also have to look at who will show up for competitive games and who can wear the dresses,” Marinette looked to the bag of netball dresses sitting against a wall. There were nearly all the sizes possible in the bag, but nothing that Adrien could wear if he made one of the competitive teams. That might be a problem.
 Nearly everyone was running laps by the time Adrien ran back onto the court. Some girls were being overly competitive and sprinting, running laps around those who were just jogging together. They seemed like they were here purely to show that they were better than everyone else. Adrien thought Chloe would fit in perfectly with them, if she didn’t hate sport so much.
 Alya and Marinette returned to the court, standing directly under one of the goals. Everyone slowed down and in a matter of minutes, the entire group had reformed. Marinette placed five brightly coloured cones on the ground, evenly spaced apart, “When I give you a colour, stand behind the corresponding cone. They will be your teams. You will not be judged on your team’s score at the end. Alya and I will be choosing teams based on how well you play and how well you communicate with your team.”
 Marinette walked through the group, giving people random colours and stopping to check if the teams were even. She got to Adrien, “Green.”
 Adrien walked over to the green marker and looked at the five girls standing behind it. Two of them were the group of competitive girls, the other three were in the group that was just jogging. Both the competitive girls looked at him in disgust, but the others smiled kindly at him.
 “So, have any of you ever played netball before or do Carly and I have to do all the work?” One of the runners said. She was blonde, taller than most of the other girls, but shorter than Adrien. Her eyes were brown and judgemental as they stared into Adrien’s soul.
 “I’ve played netball before. You two aren’t the only ones, Tasha,” another girl said, crossing her arms and stepping in front of Tasha and Carly, staring them straight in the eye. She was probably the tallest one here, apart from Adrien, and had blue eyes and short brown hair cut at her shoulders, “Nice to meet you, I’m Raelynn. Most people just call me Rae, though.”
 “Adrien,” Adrien said, smiling.
 “We all know who you are, most girls seem to be obsessed with you. If you need any rules explained, feel free to ask me or any of the others. This is Ella, Zara, Alexis and Grace. They’ve all played netball for a while, too.”
 Each girl waved. Ella had freckles covering her face and her hair tied back in a low ponytail, Zara had dark brown hair that fell just below her shoulders and braces, Alexis was short and pale with light brown hair in a braid and Grace had her hair in the same style as Alexis, only hers was tied with brightly coloured bands and she was Ella’s height.
 “I’ve never really played before, could you just go over the rules from the start?”
 “Sure. You’re tall, so you’ll probably be in goal somewhere, you have to stay in a set area. When you catch the ball, stay in one place and throw it to someone on your team, but make sure it’s in the section you’re in at the moment or the next one, otherwise the other team gets it. Also, stay a metre away from someone on the other team if they have the ball. That’s the basics. You should be fine, you’ll pick it up pretty quick,” Grace explained, pointing to the lines painted on the ground.
 “Okay, I think I get it,” Adrien nodded, trying to understand everything.  
 “Green team, you’re on the bench. Grace, do you mind being a ref for one of the games with Nikkala?” Marinette called from across the court.
 “Sure, but who’s going to fill my place in the team?” Grace asks, taking a whistle from Marinette.
 “Lila! You’re on the green team,” Marinette called, turning to greet the newcomer. Lila groaned, but dropped her bag with the others and walked over to where the rest of the team was. Surely, she could have a little more respect considering she turned up late.
 “Green and orange teams, court near the fence, blue and pink teams, with me!” Alya called, pointing to the respective courts. Adrien and his team walked over to the court near the fence, where a girl that Adrien assumed was Nikkala stood holding two netballs. She lobbed one over to Marinette, placing the other on the ground near her feet.
 “Green team, I have your bibs,” Nikkala called, holding up brightly coloured green bibs, the same as what Marinette and Alya had been holding earlier in the tryouts.
 Adrien ended up playing goal keeper, as Grace had predicted, and as everyone on his team was so good at netball, there was only a couple of times he had to defend the goal. The rest of the game he watched the others play, trying to pick up the different rules and techniques.
 By the end of the game, Adrien felt like he could play in a proper game, but by then, the tryouts were over.
 “Thank you for coming, everyone. All the games looked great, and the results will be posted on the notice board outside the library by the end of the week with the teams and reserves. I hope everyone had fun and you’ll come back to tryout again next year!” Marinette said cheerfully, smiling at everyone. Looking around, Adrien noticed Lila had disappeared again.
 Everyone started to leave, but Marinette pulled Adrien aside, “What’s up, Marinette?”
 “You played really well today, especially for someone with no experience, but I can’t put you on the team, the official competition only allows girls,” Marinette said apologetically.
 “That’s fine, I really only came to try something new. It was fun, regardless of whether I’m on a team or not. Thank you anyway.”
 “You are more than welcome to come back to training, if you want. Maybe if you got really good and knew all the rules you could help referee with Alya and I, or you could get another six boys and make a team yourself. It’s really up to you,” Marinette said, “and I would love to see you back at training. The goal shooter had a hard time getting anything past you.”
 Adrien laughed, and Marinette couldn’t help but to join in. Despite only being here because of his crush on Marinette, he really considered coming back, just as she had suggested.
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Two days later, Adrien was walking past the library when the list of netball teams caught his eye. The teams were who he expected they would be, Lila was on the third team, despite being late, because she had played quite well, Alya and Marinette were in team one and two, Aurora Boreal was on team two. The girls from his team were split into team one, two and three, and his name wasn’t on the list, just as he had expected.
 “I forgot to add a name!” Marinette said, bustling up behind Adrien, a stack of papers in her hand. She raised a pen and wrote Adrien’s name, writing the words ‘honorary netball girl’ underneath, “Welcome to the team, Agreste.”
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