#oc: teressa
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i just completely forgot to upload these guys earlier?? i’m so sorry 😭
animatronica badges (5/12)
#ruruka draws#fnaf#fnaf oc#oc#oc: scrapiron#oc: envy#oc: scorch#oc: auburn#oc: patchwork#oc: paradox#oc: zygo#oc: shade#oc: teressa#they were supposed to go before 6 but i forgor 💀#animatronica#oc badge project
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Popstar!
Spotify playlist i made for her
#my ocs#my oc stuff#my oc art#my art#ocs#oc art#Planet of Galadia#Teressa Popp#first art made w my new pem btw
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oc interview
i was tagged by @hibernationsuit, thank u!! 🫂💖
i'll tag umm @mercuryislove @reaperkiller & @bisexualocs! don't feel obligated to do it though lol. anyone else who wants to do this can just say i tagged u, idm :)
i'm doing this for jess because i'm predictable asf:
name: jesse diresta
nickname(s): jess, blue (by piper, it annoys him but not enough to ask her to stop using it)
gender: trans man (he/him)
star sign(s): cap sun (cusp) + pisces moon + virgo rising (yes i picked his star signs first then gave him a birthday to match nghfjdhdf)
height: 6' / 183 cm.
orientation: bisexual / polyamorous but he's not weird about it
nationality/ethnicity: american (italian; his nana (maternal grandmother) immigrated from italy)
fave fruit: kiwifruit, but honestly post-war he's just happy to get any fresh produce at all LOL
fave season: spring for sure! winter is very hard on him emotionally & there's something comforting about the warmth and life that the spring brings. somewhere in there there's a metaphor about growth healing and rebirth or w/e
fave flower: poppies
fave scent: allspice, sandalwood, lemon-scented disinfectant/hand sanitizer (unnecessarily specific, sowwy)
coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: black coffee. it's different post-war and harder to make a good batch even with pre-war beans but he'll still never take it with sugar
avg. hours of sleep: between 4-6
dog or cat person: neither, he's a fish person NHFDFNDHFD
dream trip: he'd always wanted to go visit italy but unfortunately that's not in the cards for him because of the whole. y'know. apocalypse thing.
fave fictional character: any dostoevsky protagonist (his fave book is probably the brothers kramazov) (king of reading!). he also has a soft spot for the silver shroud since that was terri's ult favourite character/series.
number of blankets they sleep with: just one! he runs cold but nick always gives off enough ambient heat for him to be comfy with a single blanket
random fact: he's not that great at hacking terminals, he's just super lucky with guessing the correct passcode and passes it off as pure skill if anyone asks / tangential thought: sometimes he messes up an easy terminal on purpose or acts like it's harder than it actually is just so he can watch nick do it for him and swoon over how smart and talented he is when he very well could have done the same thing LOL and nick knows when he does it too obviously but he plays along. it's flirting
#💬#oc talk#oc: jesse#thanks again red for the tag!! <3#any excuse i can get to talk about this guy i'll take hehe#tbh i wanted to talk about teressa actually but i haven't given her much thought beyond the basics atp -___-
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a jerk scientist with a punchable face and a space mom
aka
Calvin Barriton (and yes steven is punching him WITH VERy GOod REASON(s))
and Teressa (who is becky's biological mom in @ninjastormhawkkat 's “Haunted Past, Unbound Future” au
ocs belong to @ninjastormhawkkat i just doodled them :3
#not my ocs#gift for a friend#wordgirl related#wordgirl au#wordgirl#becky botsford#bc she's mentioned#also#becky boxleitner au#wordgirl oc
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My Ocs:-
My MC:
“You really like getting on people’s nerves, don’t you? I like that."
Name:- Valerie Sapphire
Age:- unknown
Species: Human??
Occupation:- Student at Eden academy (soon at RAD)
Likes:- Cats, video games, peaceful atmospheres, getting on people's nerves (mostly her older brother, Vincent), Dango, Painting
Dislikes:- mostly people who get in the way of her tasks
Fact/lore:- She absolutely adores cats.
Valerie’s friends:
“I sincerely apologise on behalf of their behaviour.”
Name:- Alexandra Noe
Age:- Unknown
Occupation:- Student at Eden academy (soon at RAD)
Species:- Human??
Likes:- Coffee, Silence, pleasant and soothing ambience
Dislikes:- Any form of disturbance, annoying people, work overload
Fact/lore:- Valerie calls her Lemon and she does NOT like it at all.
“Don’t I look gorgeous today? Don’t lie.”
Name:- Sirius Laqua
Age:- Unknown
Occupation:- Student at Eden academy (soon at RAD)
Species:- Human??
Likes:- Beautiful things, Flowers (specifically roses), mirrors
Dislikes:- people who think their ugly (cuz she believes their still pretty inside and outside no matter what), people who get way too ahead of themselves
Facts/lore:- “Is she really a human or something else…?”
“If you don’t have anything to do with me, don’t waste my time, I have many things to do.”
Name:- Violette Hayes
Age:- Unknown
Occupation:- Student at Eden academy (soon at RAD)
Species:- Human??
Likes:- Video Games, Mangas, Anime, otakus, 2D stuff, digital world, technology, war/violence
Dislikes:- Normies, 3D stuff, interactions, boring people
Facts/lore:- She has experienced hacker skills.
“Please don’t disturb me, come back later.”
Name:- Vani ??
Age:- Unknown
Occupation:- Student at Eden academy(soon at RAD)
Species:- Human??
Likes:- Books, potions, her laboratory
Dislikes:- loud ambience, crowds, crowded or loud places
Facts/lore:- She is known to have a heart as cold as ice.
“Would you mind if I join you?”
Name:- Rosebelle ?? (In short, Rose)
Age:- Unknown
Occupation:- Student at Eden academy (soon at RAD)
Species:- Human??
Likes:- Nature, animals, tranquility, going outside, kind hearted people, wisdom
Dislikes:- unable to go outside, cruel hearted people, dead animals and nature
Fact/lore:- Animals are naturally attracted to her. (Is also the most least likely to hurt you.)
“Uhm…so like…who are you again?”
Name:- Teressa ??
Age:- Unknown
Occupation:- Student at Eden academy (soon at RAD)
Species:- Human??
Likes:- To annoy people, food, procrastination, watching chaos unfold (is also the main reason for most of the destruction)
Dislikes:- Tranquility, boring people or places (like the museum), people who ruin her naps, kill-joys (lmao-)
Fact/lore:- She likes to be most people’s enemies cuz she thinks it’s funny “to see the pathetic expressions on their faces,”
#Obey me nightbringer#Obey me#obey me mc#obey me original character#Woo- we need more characters like thirteen or imma go crazy#I demand more female characters
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i got a names and lastnames for some of my ocs finally
so.
Tesa Jesareko
Hana Vatasari
Cam Lumiere
Teressa Charac
Qínggǎn ànniǔ
And that would be it for now
im gonna post all the names i have for now after this one if you wanna see it
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Based on a conversation I had with Camille on twitter, I decided to draw out the “Ultra Kawaii” QT Belnades
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Paper, Scissors, Rank (Ch: 9)
CHARACTER/PAIRING: Modern!Carrillo x Army!OC (eventually)
WARNINGS: maybe some swearing, military slang, more military talk, spelling and grammatical errors. Flippy floppy points of view and tenses. Could be very OOC/AU for some. Carrillo may not be narcos accurate as this is an AU. Some OC x OC. awkwardly written moments. Sexual tension. some NSFW content. Mentions of death, child endangerment, TW: car crash.
AUTHORS NOTE: ok so this chapter went a little darkish at the start and then very different at the end. not gonna lie a little bit giddy and proud of this chapter, hope you all enjoy, sorry for the wait between the chapters. would also love to hear any predictions about where the fic may go.
WORD COUNT: 5.5K
CHAPTER: 9 OF ?
TAG LIST (OPEN): @girlpornparadise @1zashreena1 @xxidontwikeitxx @nicke0115 @allalngthewtchtower @lettherebrelight
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~15 years ago~
“Ashlyn honey, come on, we don’t want to be late ” her mother, Teressa, yelled out from the bottom of the stairs, laughing softly to herself when she heard the mad rush of footsteps on the wooden floors before seeing her eight year old daughter running towards her with all her might, only to halt army style and stare up at her with wide eyes. There was not a single soul that could deny the resemblance between the two of them, they shared the striking green eyes and red-brown hair of the Sayer family, both had a boisterous take no shit attitude and the same little quirks and tells when they were upset. Which Teressa could tell was the case with her daughter right this minute. She reached down and pulled her young daughter into her embrace, balancing her on her hip as she made haste towards their car, “what's wrong baby? What’s got you thinking, hmm?”
Ash looked up at her mum, teary eyed and mumbled, “I don’t want daddy to get mad at me, I didn’t mean to hit that boy, he just said some mean things about daddy and I got really angry”. Little sniffles were becoming more and more prevalent as she continued talking, try as she might the little girl couldn’t fathom why people would speak bad about her family, they were all so nice!. She clumsily climbed down from her mum's arms and hopped up into her car seat, clipping her belt before pulling on it dramatically to prove that she was actually clipped in. Ash then let out a small gleeful laugh when her mum bopped her on the nose before walking around the car to get into the driver's seat to start on their journey to the principal's office to find out the punishment for the young girls justified behaviour.
The journey to the school would take longer than necessary, unexpected road closures with no concrete explanations from the officers monitoring the road blocks had forced Teressa to take the back roads and add an extra forty minutes to their already long commute for a Saturday morning. Travelling along generally unused and quiet roads was somewhat of an unusual experience for Ash, having been used to seeing cars passing by every other minute and looking at houses rather than vast open fields. As they passed round a corner, entering a tree lined road with dense forest on either side of them, an unsettling feeling overcame the young mother, there was a strange darkness that clung to the air, setting off alarm bells within. She remained calm as possible as to not alert Ashlynn that something was wrong, as the young girl was far too perceptive for her age, a trait that she had inherited from her fathers side of the family. She glanced back at her daughter, noticing that she was rather quiet, but let out a small sigh of relief when she noted that she had dozed off, head slumped against the panel of the door and her hair covering her face, snoring away softly to herself. It was in this brief moment of distraction that Teressa failed to notice the truck approaching rapidly from behind, when she did she increased her speed well beyond the speed limit, keeping an eye on a sleeping Ash to make sure she didn’t wake up and begin to start asking questions like the curious little thing always did.
As her speed increased the blacked out vehicle behind them only got faster until it was a mere meter behind their car, seeing no other option she pushed the car to its limits, approaching the upcoming intersection at speeds that should terrify her beyond means, but in this moment she was focusing on only one thing, protecting her innocent daughter in the back seat. As she passed through the intersection a scream forced its way from her throat, just through the intersection sat a parked truck blocking the road. Teressa knew she wouldn’t be able to stop in time so she swerved sharply to the right, hearing the screaming of the tires as they went from smooth asphalt to the gravely uneven surface that bordered the edge of the road. The steering of the car locked up, Teressa tried with all her might to get it moving again but was forced to endure the inevitable pain from the collision that was about to happen, with what may be her final words to her daughter she turned to look at Ash, tears filling her eyes when she took in the terrified expression on the young girls’ face, and whispered “I love you baby girl”
When Ash woke up she was sprawled on the grass a few feet from the car, rain was pouring down putting a darker spin on the event occurring. There were people standing around her, albeit a few feet away and semi-huddled together, and something warm was running into her left eye. Reaching up and feeling a thick, sticky substance she pulled her hand down to get a better look, a terrified scream leaving her small body when she noticed her hand washed red with blood. Her scream drew the attention of the people huddled together but they dismissed her without some much as a disgruntled look, they weren’t there for her. Ash glanced around, frightened and searching for her mum, who she found in a heap a meter or so to the left of her. With great difficulty she managed to crawl over to her mum, gathering her head and shaking her when she wouldn’t wake up.
“Mummy please! I’m sorry, no mummy please! Please wake up mummy, I need you” Tears poured from the eyes of the young bruised girl, mixing in with the blood as she desperately tried to wake her mum up. Her little body was exhausted from the effort, shivering from the cold seeping into her bones from the rain, and the toll of the crash began to take effect, she was becoming drowsy, a sure sign of a concussion. Ash felt a small wave of relief was over her when the eyes of her mothers’ met her own, the tears never halted, dripping off her face and landing on the face of her mother, mixing in with the blood that was covering the once beautiful face of her mum, now marred by sliced and bruised flesh. Her mum pulled her head towards herself, pressing a short but meaningful kiss to her forehead before her body began to go limp. “Ashy, darling, hold Mumma close for a little while” the broken voice of her mother rang clear in her ears.
Ash pulled her mums’ head as close to her little chest as possible, crying out and trying with all her might to keep her mum with her till help could arrive. With one last shuddering breath her mother passed, she was gone, no matter how tightly Ash held her. Looking down and seeing the closed eyes of her mother, she panicked, screaming out for the group of people to try and get their attention or at least their help. “Please help me, my mummy won’t wake up! I need my mummy, please help me!”
One of the men started towards her, dressed in clothes very similar to that of her father, before coming to a stop before her. He looked over the child thoughtfully, knowing the orders he was given deemed only that the woman be killed and the girl to be delivered to the hospital in a recoverable state, sighing to himself he reached down and hoisted the girl up and made haste towards one of the trucks.
“Put me down! I want my mummy. Don't take me away from her! MUMMY!!!!” the girl cried and screamed and beat at the man that was carrying her. She didn't understand. Why was the man taking her away from the one good thing in her life. Ash watched as the other men made their way towards her mum, before picking her up and beginning to chain her to the tree. One of the men pulled out a large knife which had the young girl screaming at the top of her lungs, “Leave my mummy alone! Just leave her alone you bully! Dont touch her!” the men just laughed at her, mocking her pitiful cries. She was unceremoniously thrown into the backseat of one of the vehicles, effectively cutting off her view of the men outside.
The young man climbed into the driver's seat, this was his first assignment within the force and he was disgusted by the behaviour of the team. His gaze travelled out the side window just in time to watch the team commander behead the young woman they had just killed, his stomach turned even further when the men began taking turns carving something into the body as they chained her up to the tree and left her there for someone to find. With the signal from his commander he started the car and made haste towards the nearest hospital to get the young, tortured girl seen too as fast as possible, her eyes were drooping and she was beyond pale which scared him. He felt for the young girl, having to go through so much at a young age because of the wrongdoings of her father.
~present~
Ash would never forget the sounds of the crash, the shattering of the glass or the painful scream that left her mothers’ lips the moment before both their worlds went dark that day. The final words of her mother were painfully etched into her memory, a grim reminder of that fateful day, and in tribute to her fallen parent the words “A little weakness goes a long way” were tattooed above her heart, words she stuck to as much as possible.
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She sucked in a deep breath of air in an attempt to re-center herself with her surroundings and shake off the ghostly shivers of her broken past. She rubbed her hand across her face, wiping away the tears before scoffing out a vacant laugh. “Every damn year, without fail, I get these... these dreams about it ya know?. It’s like I can’t escape my past. I’m constantly thinking ‘what could I have done better, why couldn’t I have been a more grounded child’. If I had just controlled my anger my mum might still be here today”
The broken sob that left the young soldier had the Colonels’ heart clenching in his chest and his hands tightening on the steering wheel, almost uncomfortably so. He knew all too well the effects blaming oneself had on the mind. There were many things he took the blame for or blamed himself for as an inexperienced officer in his younger days, he would not allow the girl beside him to fall into that trap any longer given there was likely a deeply buried explanation to the event, one he would commit to finding. While keeping a close eye on the road ahead he reached over to wrap Ash’s hand tightly beneath one of his own effectively hoping to silence her racing thoughts and give her something more tangible to focus on. She was one of his own now, a team member that needed to be looked after as thoroughly as possible, but also someone that, dare he say it, was slowly becoming more than that.
Ash’s head shot up in surprise when she felt the large warm hand grasp her own, it brought a wave of unexpected comfort to her being, warming her to her core. Turning her attention from the hand over her own to the face of the man beside her she gulped. His shoulders were drawn up tight, hand gripping the wheel so tightly his knuckles were white, his jaw was clenched to the point she could have sworn she heard his teeth grinding. His brow has drawn now and his mouth was drawn into a tight line, he was clearly displeased, no, angered by her past she just confessed, the anger that had settled in his deep brown eyes had a chill racing down her spine, it was a look of cold calculation, one she was sure many of has enemies had seen moments before their death. Gathering a small amount of courage she covered his hand with her other and began rubbing small unconscious circles into the side of his thumb, letting a small relieved breath when she saw some of the tension leave his body.
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A short time had passed and they had reached the hospital; the tension had now left Ash’s body, with the weight of telling Carrillo about some of her destructive past now off her shoulders she felt like the awkwardness of the previous week had been all but forgotten. Her now unwavering trust in the man beside her somewhat frightened her, coupled in with the ever growing feelings she knew she was in far too deep. There was a silent agreement between the two of them that Ash would go to the medics while Carrillo would head to the archives to try and find files that would be useful to the team, they would reconvene at the car within the next two hours.
Upon entering the hospital and being directed to the outpatient clinic Ash was greeted by a very familiar face, “Captain Lisa Ortiz, my god it has been too long”. The smile that graced her face was pure and genuine, seeing a long lost family friend after so long was a relief and a huge shock to the system, but a good one at that. Ash wasn’t even aware that the Captain had returned from deployment, the last time she’d seen the woman was at her graduation parade when Ash had not long turned eighteen. She had grown up down the road from the amazing woman and as it turned out the Captain was now dating her favourite Lieutenant, Lt. Henry O’Connor.
“My god, little Ashy is that you, come over here girl” Captain Ortiz beckoned her over before wrapping her in a bear hug, she used to babysit the kid when she was a young tot, and furthermore after her mother had passed. Ash’s father, more often than not, would drop her on the Ortiz family doorstep and disappear for weeks on end, she had all but raised this girl and was proud that she had followed her dreams and joined the force. “Right, you, we have some catching up to do, head down to the third room on the right and I’ll be there after I’ve found your files” she had pointed down the corridor signaling the direction she wanted the 2nd Lieutenant to go, a pleased smile gracing her face when she watched the young thing wander off with a new found bounce in her step.
Ash was startled from her thoughts when the Captain entered the room before plonking herself down rather ungracefully into the chair beside her. “I read the report Greys, what the fuck! Have they found who did that to you? That's some messed up shit girl, glad you’re ok though kiddo” She reached over and ruffled Ash’s hair not giving her a moment to answer the questions thrown at her before standing up to grab some gloves and some tools to begin removing the younger officers’ stitches. “Right up on the bed, shirt off, I’m sure by now you’ll be wanting those stitches out”
Ash only nodded, shaking her head with a brief laugh before pulling her shirt over her head and climbing onto the bed like she was asked, she was far to content to do as she was told given how much she trusted the woman before her, she’d admired her since she was a small child and inspired to be like her even now. Lisa began carefully removing the stitches from her side, poking and prodding here and there to make sure she was most definitely healed like she should be, when one particularly hard poke had Ash wincing, she knew the Captain had found the slightly marred skin from where she had pulled those stitches.
“So...” the Captain began, “I heard a dit Greys. About you, a certain LT. Colonel and then a certain international guest. Care to share?”.
The shiteating grin that was currently taking up Lisa’s face told Ash all she needed to know. The Captain already knew everything about the whole ‘Sinclair situation’ so there really wasn’t much to tell there, but from what she remembered about the slightly older woman, she always got the answers she wanted, Ash really couldn’t hide anything from her if she tried. “Damn it Lisa, just spit it out, what do you wanna know” she said with a jeering tone, she knew forgoing rank with the Captain wouldn’t drop her in the shit, the benefits of knowing someone since you were five years old. It was funny watching Lisa try and find the right words to say, the furrowing of her brow and the opening and closing of her mouth like a fish out of water nearly had Ash in tears, it was quite the sight.
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“From what I’ve heard the LT. Colonel was a bit of an asshole to you, kid. But I also remember a certain eighteen year old having it bad for him when she attended my graduation parade. I wonder who that could be...” Lisa trailed off with a chuckle. She was sure that by now Ash had all but forgotten about her nagging antics involving the man she no doubt despised nowadays, but it was still a moment of great amusement for the Captain. “Little eighteen year old you just wouldn’t shut up about him. Sinclair this, Sinclair that, honestly kid I'm surprised you never tried to jump that dick near the end of training” Ortiz paused for a moment, considering something before having a light bulb moment, “Unless it's because of a certain Columbian hunk I’ve heard so much about from some of the medics in your intake...” She knew she’d hit the jackpot when Ash blushed beet-red from her hairline to her neck. “Awww, does little Ashy have a crush on the big bad Colonel?”
Ash didn’t know what to say, she had honestly forgotten about how she had crushed on the LT. Colonel before she really even knew him, embarrassingly enough her reactions towards him kind of made sense now. She was going to attempt to deny her ever mounting crush on the Colonel she now lived and worked with but given the reaction Lisa had given, she knew she’d been caught out. “Even after all these years you’re still a gossiping teen” Ash choked out with a laugh, shaking her head with a big smile on her face, “And pffft no, I do not have a crush on anyone. Thank you very much”. Even to her own ears the lie was so evident in her voice, there was definitely no denying she did have a crush on the aforementioned man, but that was despite the point.
“OH yeah, for sure. Definitely. You sound so sure about that Greys. Come on now, between friends, what's it like living with that god of a man? I’ve only seen some pictures but holy damn girl, if you don’t ride that dick that I’m going to get you sent to the block, because denying that man that would be a crime!” The pure childlike glee that passed through the Captains body at witnessing the utter shock of her words became clear to Ash and had her curling over in laughter. Never in her life has she seen someone look so offended yet also curious at the idea.
“Hey put it this way, if that man is cuffing me. I’ll happily go right to horny jail” Ash huffed out between laughs, god it was good to be around someone who thought like her and wasn’t afraid of talking shit at work, it was gold. It felt good to genuinely laugh with someone she knew and cherished, it had been far too long.
“Anyway Greys, better get you all wrapped up and sent on your way back to your mans before he gets grumpy and you get told off. Although secretly I’m sure you’d just love that” She walked over to the desk and gathered up some papers that she needed Ash to give to her new Commanding Officer before writing out some prescriptions for more painkillers and nausea meds that she knew would come in handy in the future. “I need you to give these papers to the Colonel for me” she pointed to the stack tucked into an envelope, “And these ones are for you little lady. Please do keep me posted about that handsome hunk you live with. And don’t let Henry annoy you too much when he gets to the house, I’m sure you’ll have your hands full though. Good luck Greys!” and with one final tight hug she let the young officer go. Watching her plod down the hallway with a dopey smile on her face. Before she could forget she flicked her partner a text:
To: Future Hubbster
~ baby it seems you’ll have the perfect opportunity to have some fun in your new posting. Our little Ashy-bear has a crush on the Colonel, you HAVE to get them together somehow, we need our girl to be happy.
It was barely a minute later that her phone chimed, reading the message she had to shake her head with a laugh.
From: Future Hubbster
~ God I love you. Permission to make a certain Colonel jealous by any means necessary?
She quickly typed out a reply before hitting send and making her way back to the nurses desk to grab the papers for her next patient. She was sure that whatever her partner would do that it would for sure stir up some shit in the team, one of the many reasons she loved that troublemaker.
To: Future Hubbster
~permission granted, boy scout. Just don’t weird out our little Ashy or get kicked off the team. See you tonight baby xx
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From that day onwards the energy in the house was no longer awkward. Carrillo and Ash had fallen back into a rhythm of eating meals together and just genuinely enjoying each other's company in the moments when they could relax. Every Night at around twenty hundred hours they’d both find their way into the living room, generally Ash with a book and Carrillo with some kind of file that could potentially be helpful for their missions, reading quietly in comfortable silence had brought a sense of peace to the both of them. With the events from earlier in the week pushed to the side, but definitely not forgotten by either of them, they were back to being a well gelled team, a small team nonetheless but it worked well for them.
Ash had not so subtly started doting on the man. She’d bring him coffee’s to the office during the day because he barely left the room when he got stuck in a rut reading paper after paper, her heart always warmed that extra little bit when he’d happily accept the cup and give her a small grateful smile, she always left the room with a blush on her cheeks and an added skip in her step. Sunday rolled round and Carrillo had seemingly disappeared from the house, and with him nowhere to be found Ash took it upon herself to finally go for a run.
The property definitely seemed larger now she was running around the outside of it, she was becoming exhausted much faster than she would have liked and her side was rather sore from the effort. It was on her third lap of the property, the lap she had named ‘struggle street’ that she heard the sound of an approaching vehicle. Gapping it towards the house in an attempt to act like she hadn’t just been breaking the rules she made it just in time, rushing round her room and heading to the shower as fast as possible. The both of them had obviously learnt one thing from their moment in the living room nearly a week ago, always take your clothes into the bathroom and come out fully dressed, definitely a less awkward situation. Upon leaving the bathroom, fully clothed, she noticed a fresh set of groceries on the bench, it now made sense as to where the Colonel had disappeared to.
Ash started out putting everything away neatly and into the designated spots, putting her favourite foods into easy to reach spots because while she was average height, some of the cupboards were just that little bit too tall for her to reach up into. Once everything was put away she beelined for the couch and flicked on a random movie on tv, not intending to do much more than nap due to being beyond tired from her run, the dull ache of her muscles was a welcome feeling. Ash skipped dinner that night, still feeling far too tired from her exercise and instead chose to retire to bed early, but not before delivering a fresh cup of coffee to a very busy Carrillo.
Ash was starving when she woke up the next morning, stomach was growling and her body ached more than it had in a very long while, the good kind of overworked ache. Climbing rather ungracefully from her bed and into the kitchen, forgetting to put shorts on under the t-shirt she wore while in a tired state. Growing bored while waiting for the pot of coffee to finish she dug into the cupboard to grab a bowl and spoon in preparation for breakfast, wandering over to the fridge to get the milk before returning to her previous place, just in time for the coffee to be ready. Pouring the cup and taking a quick sip she felt herself begin to wake up, she definitely functioned better after the first cup of coffee in the morning, placing the cup down she reached up to the cupboard she usually kept her cereal in to make herself a bowl, only to find it wasn’t where she had put it yesterday upon unpacking the groceries. Huffing to herself in frustration she began checking the other cupboards, each one she opened came up empty, the frustration growing more and more when all the ones in her line of sight and reach didn’t contain her beloved Creamy Oats. It was then that it occurred to her there was one cupboard left to check, the highest up one that Carrillo usually kept any of his favourite stuff in, reaching up on tippy toes and flicking one of the doors open and she struck gold. From her placement she could see the logo of her cereal staring back at her, now she just had to reach it. Somehow.
Caught up in trying to reach her cereal she failed to notice the Colonel leaning against his bedroom door watching silently from afar. He’d woken to the sound of the kitchen being ransacked only to laugh at what he was seeing. His plan it seemed, had worked, from his vantage point he was granted with quite the sight, long muscled legs, and a well toned ass were revealed as Ash tried to stretch as much as she could onto her tiptoes to reach the box of cereal he had deliberately placed at the back of ‘his’ cupboard. Smirking away to himself he slowly padded over to the kitchen, taking special care to dare not make a sound to alert her of his presence.
Ash jumped when she felt a hand land softly on her side, her body tensed before relaxing all too quickly when she felt the penetrating heat of the man behind her. He reached up over her head, muscles bunching and pressed tightly against her effectively caging her in, grasped the box of cereal she was desperately trying to reach and reached down and placed it in front of her. She expected him to move away instantly but instead he stood there trapping her between the hard wood of the bench and the increasingly harder wood poking her in the lower back. One arm was still gripping her side, the other wrapped around her front with his hand played out on the bench, desperately close to where she needed it most.
Testing the resolve of the officer behind her might not have been her brightest idea but she craved any kind of interaction or touch she could gain from this man. Ash pushed back on him, letting out a small pliant sound of need when she felt him twitch against the curve of her ass, the resulting groan she received from him had her buckling at the knees. His head moved down, mouth hovering against the shell of her ear, she could feel the harsh uneven breaths and when she ground down on him again, harder this time, she was rewarded with yet another deep moan, one that sent a delighted shiver down her spine. She made a move to repeat the action but the hand on her side clamped down impossibly tight, efficiently halting her movements, the last thing she expected was for him to speak.
“Do that again, and you’ll find out how little control I really have” His voice was a mere whisper but it had the desired effect.
Ash froze, processing the words. The sleepy lust filled drawl sent a punch of arousal straight to her core and a moan escaping her throat. She was almost tempted to see how far she could push him, but settled for subtly maneuvering herself to grab for her coffee and bring it closer, her throat was impossibly dry now and he was not helping the situation.
The subtle movement brushed so lightly against him that in any other state it may have been imperceptible but in this highly aroused state it made him want to return the favour. He leaned down slowly, gauging her reaction, before gently and fleetingly brushing his lips behind her ear, smirking softly against her skin when she tilted her head slightly to accommodate him, mouth agape. Never one to turn down an advantage he slowly moved his right hand towards her coffee cup, distracting her further by trailing his lips along the edge of her jaw towards her own lips. He continued his journey towards her lips, stopping only when his hand found purchase on the hot cup of coffee before her, before he retraced his previous path, this time stopping every few centimeters to mouth at underside of her jaw, when he reached his intended target he sealed the deal. He nibbled at the soft skin beneath her ear, sucking lightly to leave the barest of marks but one the both of them would know was there, he blew softly on the skin, lips once again pulling into a smirk when she threw her head back against his bare shoulder. He leant his head against the side of her own, gently nuzzling against her before he growled out lowly, “Thanks for the Coffee Ash” and then as if he wasn’t affected by the current situation, he stepped back, groaning at the loss of pressure against his painfully hard cock.
To say Ash was an undignified mess wouldn’t be far from the truth, but even in her current state of dizzying arousal she wouldn’t let him have the last word. She spun on her heel, briefly stunned while watching the muscles on his back bunch and twist as he made his way back to his room, before she remembered her mission. “Sir..” she tempted in a voice dripping with sin, smirking proudly when she saw his shoulders tense and his head shoot up in a hurry, obviously not expecting her to speak back, “When you start something next time, I expect you to finish it” and with those as her final words she turned around, leaning heavily against the bench for support, barely resisting the urge to get herself off where she stood, Colonel be damned.
Carrillo only just had his door closed and the coffee cup discard before he was desperately pulling himself from his shorts. In less than a dozen strokes and with a barely concealed yell he had spilled into his own hand, moving across the floor he reached down to pick up a discarded t-shirt to clean up his mess. Sitting down on his bed to catch his breath he had to laugh at the situation, he had underestimated the young woman, severely so, and now he’d crossed a line he never had before. He was in deep, far too deep to continue to deny his true feelings for the junior officer. He flopped back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling before growling out a string of curse words in his native tongue. That girl really knew how to get under his skin.
#horacio carrillo#horacio carrillo x reader#horacio Carrillo x oc#paper scissors rank#chapter 9#narcos fanfic
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Jailbait pt.3
Part three in the Jailbait series
Summary: School is almost over and all Lilianna can think about is Oscar. What would a gang leader cholo want with lame Lilianna?
Warnings: cursing, age gap, bullying
Pairing: Black OC x Oscar
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Taglist: @iliketoreadwrites @thotyana-in-this-hoe @ietss @drewxaesthetic @khearts14 @amiloud-andclear @tian-monique @khearts14
Masterlist pt.1 pt.2 pt. 3 pt.4
Oscar texted me every ten minutes like clock work. He blew up my phone all damn day. At first it was very cute, but it brought a lot of attention to me. No matter what I did every time I received a notification from Oscar the same girl would look at me and whisper to whoever was next to her. It made me heart beat very fast, and I felt like I was going to throw up. This girl was no joke she was “initiated” into Los Santos last year, and every since then she’s become the meanest bitch ever. I know this sounds childish, but she’s super mean. Her name was Marisol, but she’s known as Loca. Also she has a big ass crush on Oscar, and even to this she won’t stop talking about how Oscar initiated her into the Santos. I really don’t know how gangs work, because I thought that to become a part of a gang you’re supposed to be jumped in. Who would brag about being jumped by Spooky? I was snapped out of my thoughts when I noticed that she was walking towards me, and I began to text Oscar because there was no way in hell that she was actually coming towards me. There must be someone else behind me that she’s interested in. Sadly I was wrong, I was the object that held her interest. My phone was snatched out of my hands by her friend Teresa.
“I wonder who or what has been disturbing the class all day” Marisol said as she looked through my phone, and she started to read my messages from Oscar.
I rose from my seat, and tried to grab my phone from her. Teressa pushed me into the wall as Marisol read my texts aloud to the class.
“I didn’t know you were a Santos whore?” Teressa laughed, and then the whole class joined her. Marisol flicked Teresa’s forehead.
“Please, she could never even get close to any Santos, let alone Spooky”
I held back my tears to the best of my ability, because I didn’t want to cry in front of the whole class. I felt small tears start to fall down my face, and I ran out of the classroom. I kept my head hanging low, and I didnt look in the direction I was running. Somehow I ended up outside. The fresh air calmed me down and I wiped away my tears. I reached for the waistband of my skirt where I usually put my phone, but it wasn’t there. I can’t go back to class after I just made that big ass scene in front of everyone, and ran out crying like a baby, I thought to myself. Instead of running back to my source of distress and embarrassment I decided to blow off some steam by walking to the football field. When I arrived at the football field I walked all the way to the top of the bleachers and laid down. At first I just tried to take a nap, but I ended up cloud watching.
I heard a weird rustling sound. It sounded as if someone was messing with the gate, and when I looked down at the gate from the bleachers I saw Oscar.
“What are you doing” I yelled to him
“Rapunzel Rapunzel let down your hair” he yelled back at me.
“Nigga just come up here”
“Your wish is my command princesa” he said sarcastically with a smirk.
Oscar hopped the fence and began walking up the bleachers.
“Why you here mamita?”
“I should be asking you that question, spooky”
“Don’t call me spooky”
“Why not?”
“Only the people who fear me call me Spooky. Are you scared of me conejita”
“No, Oscar”
“You should be” he said looking me in the eye.
“And why is that” I asked grabbing his hand.
“Because I can make you scream,cry, and shake under ten minutes”
“And how would you do that”
“With my mouth” he said kissing my hand and smirking.
“Ohhhhh. Oscar you nasty” I said yanking my hand away from him while laughing.
“You wanna find out” he said pulling me onto his lap.
He placed a small quick kiss on my lips.
“Why you out here mamita?”
I began to tell him the whole story and his face turned red with anger, and his hold on my hips tightened.
“I’m sorry”
“What you apologizing for.? You didn’t do shit”
“Because I let the girl take my phone, and all our private messages were read to my entire class”
“It’s my fault bebita, I shouldn’t have been blowing up your phone like that while you were in class”
I gave him a quick kiss, and when he leaned in for another I stopped him.
“Now it’s your turn to tell me why you’re here”
“One of lil homies heard Cesar ask Monse why you were crying. So I came over to see why”
“You stalking me Oscar?”
“No. I just have people watching you wherever you go”
“That’s stalking” I said slapping his chest.
“I don’t think of it that way. Do you wanna get out of here?”
“Yes please, but I need to grab my phone”
“It’s broken”
“WHAT HOW”
“One of the lil homies said that some chick broke it after you left the room”
#oscar diaz#oscar#spooky#spooky diaz#oscar x oc#oscar x reader#oscar diaz x oc#spooky x oc#spooky x reader#oscar x black oc#beepbeepstop#jailbaitseries
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Screenshot edits of my couple oc (Svtfoe oc)
So, here's my ocs😅 their name is Stella Teressa Ellzeta and Ryder Alexander (Stella's lover), i used some screenshot from SVTFOE (i accidentally deleted the original screenshot ;-;) sorry for make them both, i love them more! Because they're my favorite ocs and i ship them a lot, literally both of them inspired from Twilight saga and anime Your lie in April. But Twilight Saga is more on it than Anime Your lie in April.
Because Ryder is a werewolf-vampire (also secretly Demon), and Stella is a vegetarian vampire (thats mean, she's dont like human blood). And both of them will be very angst couple ever that i made. Love and lies, gore, bloody.
Well, thats it i hope you like it my oc! ^^
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Quickie of some X-Men evolution OC’s. With Disney + I’m able to watch the entire show so I made some ocs. Teressa ‘Ghost’ Rivet (Right) and Alessa ‘Clockwork’ River (Left). Twin sisters. Teressa, better known as Teri, can possesses people’s bodies like a ghost, while her sister can freeze objects in time for a certain period of time
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you've been talking about your ocs a lot and i'm curious to who they are/what they're like! if you don't mind me asking, anyway!
i've been looking at this ask all day like a rabid beast waiting to get off work so i could answer it LOL it's so sweet of u to ask ily 🥺💖 i do have a lot of them but i think you might just be talking about jesse? he's the only one i've really been talking about lately
jess is my sosu & main oc; he's a doctor, a synth lover, and tbh he's about as close to a pacifist as you can get in the post-apocalypse lol. i'll talk more at length about some stuff under the cut (this got pretty long so feel free to skip it):
he's high intelligence/perception and low strength/luck. kind of the typical long-range stealth sniper build but it doesn't revolve around crits. truly hates killing anything, even raiders (he still sees the humanity in them despite what they do). he prefers to stay out of combat if at all possible and takes the long way around/will move at a snail's pace if it means he can avoid a fight. his main weapon is a sniper rifle he modified to be able to take custom tranq rounds (mgs3/mgsv tranq sniper my beloved). he has a 10mm sidearm and a knife on him too for close combat should he need it. like he Does know how to fight, he grew up in a military family, but he doesn't like it and would rather exhaust every other option before resorting to violence.
his story is ... complicated lol, it revolves a lot around some of my other ocs/npcs and i still haven't worked out all the nitty-gritty of it even after five years BUT basically pre-war he's a med student getting his doctorate in radiation medicine and his dissertation revolves around studying the new plague. his wife teressa was in law school at the same uni and had a part-time gig as a waitress.
post-war in game world he's aligned with the minutemen until around the time he finds virgil. that's when he decides that all of this is bigger than the minutemen can realistically take on even with his help building them up so he seeks out the railroad and joins up with them. he tries to broker peace with the other factions while working undercover but dez isn't having it so in the end both the brotherhood and the institute get fucking owned and he hates that he wasn't able to find a less violent solution. he breaks away from the railroad post-game and takes doc sun's place as the resident doctor in diamond city with curie as his assistant and nick as his malewife.
he's a synth too! some sort of experimental-type that shaun was working on in secret. he's kind of obsessed with the idea of this family he never had (see synth shaun) and not only wanted to meet his parent but he wanted to test the theory of a synth/robobrain hybrid if that makes sense? like. a whole human brain plopped in a synth body. still thinkin' about this bit tho and the intent/science behind it. mind changed! he is no longer a synth.
i think he's a more interesting character if he gets this idea in his head that he's this synth experiment, succumbs to the fear that plagues the commonwealth, reads too deeply into what kellogg and shaun do and don't tell him... but it's all subtle manipulation, on all sides. in the end he finds out the truth, though, no eternal "what if" question. it still makes the interaction with dima pretty awkward which i like, i love that tension.
a lot of this i've never talked about... and honestly there's a lot more i'm embarrassed to say right now LOL he's such a part of me and a bit of a self-insert in a lot of ways too. and there's a perfectionist streak in me that wants everything to be laid out and perfect before i talk about any of it publicly. but. idk this whole post feels like baby steps to talking out my process publicly instead of just hiding it away.
since you asked about ocs (plural) tho i do have others that aren't jess that are integral to jess' story like bec (my lw who's mainly just a fo4 npc at this point, she's a mechanic who lives at the red rocket and she owns dogmeat) and her girlfriend peaches (she basically takes over for jess when he leaves the minutemen). there's also the mojave gang... simon my dumbass courier, tex the escaped synth cowboy, cyrus the freelance (and recently ncr-contracted) hitman, and um. some other ones too that live in a different oc universe and that's a whole can of worms that i won't even touch right now because this post is absurdly long as-is nfkdfhsf
anyway THANK UUU for asking abt them it's nice to ramble a bit! hope this wasn't too annoying lol.. and i hope ur having a nice day today 🌻🧡💜💛
#asks#anon#oc talk#wow um. ok. can't believe i wrote all this.#thank u again for asking it's kinda nice to throw some of this out there!
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Which one is your first OC, as in the first one you created? ^_^ And a funfact about them, please?
None of the OCs I commonly talk about take the place as my first OC that I ever made. However the first OCs I shared on this page at a consistent rate was Innisfree Lavellan and Teressa Shepard since Dragon Age and Mass Effect were my big fandoms when I recreated my account.
But my first OC I made when I was 12 and really into Creepypasta, her name was Scarlet Rose and she was the definition of a Mary Sue. I found a chapter from a story I wrote with her in is and it was full on Mary Sue. A fun fact about Scarlet is that I’ve remade her multiple times since I first made her and each time she slowly gets less Mary Sue. I’m sure if I remade her now she’d actually be a decent character to have in my collection.
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My character, Teressa, going into her half-wolf form. This is from a while ago, but I’m still proud of it.
#teressa#my art#her species is called mirn#mirn#my oc#keep forgetting her hair should be longer in this#camera doesn't focus right
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A sneak peak for my wip animation. I’m planning on animating a magical witch girl transformation of my oc, Teressa Falker. Even though it is really hard not procrastinating, I’ll try my best and not be a lazy bum and continue and finish with my project!
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Rate Your OC’s Hugs Tag
Rules: For each of your OCs, rate how cuddleable they are on a scale of 1-10. Descriptions/elaborations are totally rad, but you do you, fam. Tag some people after!
Thanks for the tag @dafan7711! I’m gonna tag @vlastdaddy @vlastomoist @milky-masquerade @prettyboywrecked @dr-devoraak @jen-nic @ma-serannas-vhenan @heroofshield @apprentice-grace and anyone else interested in doing this tag!
I’m gonna do Innisfree Lavellan, Talakai Adaar, Teressa Shepard, Brette Ryder, Kesi Revetta, Juniper Healy, and Harper Rose. Grabbing some people from each of my fandoms this time!
Innisfree Lavellan - 8
Innis gives some of the warmest hugs but because she’s so small they’re fairly bony but she makes a person feel loved in the span of the hug so she makes it up.
Talakai Adaar - 10
THE BIGGEST DAMN TEDDY BEAR YOU CAN MEET OH MY GOD. Her hugs just completely envelop a person in love and happiness. She’s also really soft and warm that you can just fall asleep in her arms.
Teressa Shepard - 4
Terri’s hugs are...awkward to put it politely. She really hasn’t done the whole “hugging” thing since she was 16 so she’s unsure how to really hug a person now.
Brette Ryder - 1
Despite her adorable appearance this girl does not give out hugs to anyone besides her loved ones and that honestly comes down to Breck and Jaal. Let her initiate any hugs.
Kesi Revetta - 6
Kesi gives decent hugs. Not the best, not the worst but good hugs. Her hair can and will get in your mouth if you are taller than her.
Juniper Healy - 4
Juni is kinda bony so her hugs hurt if you catch an elbow or something. Otherwise she doesn’t hug often. If she gives you a hug, savor it because she won’t give you another one anytime soon.
Harper Rose - 7
Harper gives some genuinely good hugs. They’re very warm and gentle. They just make you feel completely comfortable and loved. However beware the hair. It can and will get into both your mouth and their mouth and just annoy everyone involved.
#tagged#this was actually really fun!#and also I got to bring out some of my babies who I haven't talked about in a while#and that genuinely makes me happy#innisfree lavellan#innis lavellan#talakai adaar#teressa shepard#brette ryder#kesi revetta#juniper healy#harper rose
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