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zarvasace · 7 days

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Next is Depth! He is dark Sky. (He gets his own special dramatic portrait—the perspective mostly works? Idk I need to practice and find some good refs for this sort of thing.) So much rambling about him and his design under the cut.

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The most striking thing about Depth is how normal he looks. Disregarding a few odd features, he looks like Just Some Guy, at least until he opens his mouth. He occasionally feigns being mute around others so he can keep the charade of being human up for longer, since his voice sounds truly awful. Depth is paler than Sky with much darker hair and orange-red eyes, but is otherwise identical. He doesn't mind that, and chooses to play it up a bit with very similar clothes, too. His tunic is rust-colored, opposite Sky’s spring green, and his chainmail is pointed and jagged on the ends instead of smooth. He wears a purple sash with more angular designs and lines, which matches the purple charm that keeps his cape on.

Depth’s sailcloth is both a source of pride and a sore spot. He made it to contrast Sky’s, dark and tattered, but one of his very secret desires is to get one as beautiful as Sky’s, made by Sun, maybe dark, but functional and lovely and a reminder of her.

See, Depth doesn't understand Sun—he doesn't actually know her, though he has memories from Sky. He wants her to be a damsel in distress that he can rescue, he dreams of her choosing him over his Light, but he doesn't realize that she won't. He loves his idea of her. While Depth follows [insert LU bad guy here]’s directives, he makes his own plans and he has his own agendas, and many of those plans aid him, in some way, to win Sun’s affection.

However, as Depth has been growing into the leader role, he's starting to become attached to the other Darks. He's annoyed by them, but his plans have started to expand to benefit them in a way that doesn't necessarily benefit him, too. He might have a little altruism in him, after all.

Despite that, unfortunately, Depth remains someone who would not save the world, but someone who intends to damn it over and over again. He doesn't flinch at the thought of Demise’s curse, in fact, he would welcome it. He likes the idea of having a purpose and a destiny. He wants to coddle the few people he cares about and would set everything on fire to do it. He says he loves Sun more than Sky ever could, but he would lock her away to keep her "safe."

Depth is the de facto leader of the group, since he's driven and has ambition. He has a very strict idea of what the other Darks should be doing and gets upset when they don't do it. He hates being touched and is ruthlessly practical. Once, when Nothing was being particularly annoying and tried to steal Depth’s sailcloth, Depth broke at least one of Nothing's fingers. He hasn't gotten close to injuring someone like that again, due to equal parts nobody bothering him like that again and him trying to be a little gentler. He doesn't hesitate to threaten injury to keep order, though.

Depth knows about Ghirahim as a sword, and wants to wield it, but is under the impression that he needs to prove himself worthy first. (Whether or not [LU bad guy] actually intends to let him use it is a different story.) Depth is one of the more skilled sword fighters among the Darks, remembering formal training, but his sword isn't anything special. In a fight with Sky, they would be evenly matched if it weren't for Sky’s ability to use a Skyward Strike, and Depth's inability to block that much light.

Depth’s special ability is his voice. In a mundane way, the others try to not make him use it, because it's almost painful to hear. In a magical way, Depth’s voice carries over long distances. When he sings, he can summon creatures like bats, crows, rats, and snakes, and they'll listen to him for a time. When he screams, his voice is a magical, short-range wave of destruction. Yes, he's an evil Disney Princess. Depth doesn't feel any strong affinity for the animals he attracts, but he doesn't let Dire or anyone else hurt them, and he doesn't send them to their deaths. He mostly uses them as spies and distractions.

Depth is one of the more dangerous members of the Dark Chain—not because he’s physically imposing or particularly powerful, but because he can see beyond the next mission and is determined to ruin the Lights once and for all. He's one of those who would happily kill his Light—but only after Depth shows him how he has lost everything dear to him.

#my art #lu z darks au #is this even lu anymore #i mean technically im using the lu interpretations so okay #linked universe

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susartwork · 9 months

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-UNDERWIZARD SECONDARY CHARACTERS-

English isn’t my first language, sorry in case of misspelling.

-GASTER- Age: ±400 years old - ✧boss monster✧ Magic color: lilac Gender: male Pronouns: he/him Orientation: homosexual

Extra info: - He has been an omnipresent being for the past 4 years. (I won't explain here how the Void and his omnipresent powers work). - He was one of the main figures of the Great War. The cracks on his body and holes in his hands are the scars left. - A goopster, a jokester, and a good dadster. - He has loved Grillby for nearly three hundred years, but he has always been rejected :C - He uses sophisticated words just to show he's smart. - A stupid genius. - °Slaps egg° this boy can fit so much trauma.

-GRILLBY- Age: ±420 years old - ✧boss monster✧ Magic color: mix of colors - orange and blue Gender: male Pronouns: he/him Orientation: open to interpretation

Extra info: - He has a wife and a daughter. Both fire elementals. - He always felt like an uncle to Sans and Papyrus after Gaster's... death, but tries to distance himself. - Religious man. Believes in the good Angel of the Delta Rune. - He fought on the front lines of the Great War. There his soul was damaged and now it's difficult for him to speak. - Uses sign language. One of his regular customers translates for him. - Monsters rarely have multiple colors of magic. It can happen that a child takes more than one color from the parent's DNA when born.

-MUFFET- Age: 24 Magic color: thulian pink Gender: female Pronouns: she/her Orientation: bisexual

Extra info: - She loves wearing hair accessories and especially bows. A lot of bows. - She may act sweet and kind, don't trust her. You don't want to become part of those pastries you're eating right now. - She has an obvious crush on Papyrus. - Though she dislikes Sans, and Sans dislikes her.

UW!Mettaton EX design and ref made by @nova2cosmos Thank you so much! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) I added a few headcanons to it as you see

-NAPSTABLOOK- Age: 27 years old Magic color: magenta Gender: agender Pronouns: any (mostly uses they/them) Orientation: open to interpretation

Extra info: - They sell tickets to use a cable railway that will take you to a town above Waterfall, called "Raintown". - No one is allowed to see their face except the family. - They keep trying to reconnect with Mettaton, failing. However, they sometimes get a few visits from Silver. - They're also doing their best to be a good neighbor to Undyne.

-METTATON- Age: 29 years old Magic color: french blue Gender: male Pronouns: he/him Orientation: open to interpretation

Extra info: - His main weapon is an electric whip, but he's armed like a tank. - Despite not paying much attention to Alphys, he's always willing to help her, as he's in debt. - Often argues with Sans about his "bad friendship" with her. - Founder of the “Human Fanclub”. Alphys and Sans (<- didn't want to accept) are the only members.

Silver is based on the Undertale OC Red by @/taxiderby

-SILVER- Age: 26 years old Magic color: silver of course Gender: demigirl Pronouns: she/her - they/them - it/its Orientation: ??? (she won't tell you)

Extra info: - Undyne's 1# rival. They're also best friends. - Despite spending years together, you'll find out that you know little to nothing about her. - She always speaks politely and mysteriously. She likes to see others frustrated with her behavior.

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cryptidclaw · 1 year

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Willowfeather (aka. Feathertail)! I felt like doing a fun pose for this one, she’s catching a fish :)

Willowfeather is probably going to be a combo of Feathertail and Stormfur plot wise, though Im still brainstorming plot ideas!

I need to start adding what identities i think these kitties have sooo, Willow uses She/they pronouns and is a lesbian!

Bec she’s like a combo of Storm and Feather I gave her both of their eye colors! They mostly look like Silverstream but she’s got her dad’s back stripe and face marking! They have lots of scars from River’s Tiger Order era.

In RoC Silverstream and Graystripe have two kits, Willow (named after both their mothers) and Oak (after Oakheart).

Silverstream survives the birth of her kits, instead she survives into River Order’s era as a part of Tiger Order. Tigerstar has all half Order cats (and in Silver’s case, mother of half Order cats) isolated, and given little food and care. Oak dies as a kit due to illness and being weak, and Silverstream dies of starvation and the same illness for which she was refused care.

Willow went through a LOT of shit during their childhood, and she never fully forgave River Order for allowing the treatment her family received. They still tried to keep an upbeat and determined attitude despite it all however.

Willow also has a trouble fully trusting Brambleflower and Tawnyclaw at first due to their father being Tigerstar, but she eventually realizes they cant judge them for their blood, just like how others judged her for her half Order blood.

I cant decide if I want her to die killing Sharptooth or not... I’m tempted to have them survive, but be deeply injured, and be forced to stay with the Mountain Colony while the rest of the journey cats return to the Orders. She could fall in love with Brook and find a home in the Mountains! Maybe she feels more acceptance and belonging there than with the Order that allowed Tigerstar to harm their family!

On the other hand her death has a big effect on Crowfeather... though maybe just having to leave her would hurt him enough.

[Image ID: a digital drawing of Willowfeather an au version of Feathertail from warrior cats. She is pouncing up on her back legs with their paws raised up reaching for a brown fish jumping near her head. They are looking up at the fish with a happy, determined expression, and she is smiling with their mouth open like they are talking. She is a slender, long furred, silver classic tabby molly with black stripes and one orange eye and one blue eye. They have creamy white on the lower part of their face, stomach, paws and tail tip. She has scars on her back, shoulder, and over their left eye. Her scars, nose, inner ears, and mouth are all light pink./End ID]

#cryptidclaw's warriors au #rise of change #feathertail #feathertail design #feathertail au #warrior cats #warrior cats design #warriors

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pyrorptrs · 2 months

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I've been doing redesigns of pop culture characters. Mostly working off the idea "What if I was put in charge of making a show around these properties" and the core founding Avengers was one of the first batches I finished

Ironman: Pretty straightforward; I just wanted something that looked armored, but could easily be simplified. I primarily took inspiration from the EMH version and the first couple of suits from the MCU with the intent that this is his Mark IV suit. That way I can easily do more suits and updated for him the future, particularly to flesh out future line-ups. I also threw in some black detailing to not only avoid using Gray (which most other associated Ironman characters heavily use), but to also act as a winking nod to how he took inspiration from one of his hot rods in the movie for that suits colors. My only real issue with how he turned out is some of the proportioning, so if/when I draw him again I'll try to make his shoulder less broad and his feet larger.

Captain America: Cap was pretty easy to a design for too; I leaned more towards his classic look, but tried to make it look like it was made from more modern materials. So instead of wearing chainmail in a simple suit, he has some pretty standard military gear with an armored chest piece and helmet. I also added some tactical pouches since I can see him either keeping a couple supplies on hand for long missions or to have something to slip a McGuffin into. I kind of have the opposite problem with his proportions that I do with Ironman, so when I draw him again (be it this specific design or more updated suits) I'm going to try to make him broader.

Thor: I prefer his more armored look from the mid 2000's-2020's, but wanted to start with a more classic EMH inspired look. Not totally satisfied with his face and might change the colors a bit in places if I redraw this design, but I do like how he turned out for the most part. Obviously I used the classic version as a base, but I made his belt buckle larger and tried to make the symbol on it look more like a cross between a tree (Yggdrasil) and an Eagle. I also turned his armbands/bracelets into fingerless gloves, taking some inspiration from his Ultimate counterpart and added one of those discs on each hand (I'm thinking they could light up when he's using his powers like the ultimate version too). I tried to keep the helmet simple and easy to draw while keeping the wings on them. I might also change some of the blue pattern on his boots to yellow to help them stand out more.

Hulk: Pretty simple, the only real thing I did was try to keep him a saturated green rather than the flushed one he has in the mcu. I have more problems with him compared to how the others came out, but that's mostly because I'm still figuring out how to draw human faces in my style and do exaggerated physiques, both of which are things that I'm going to have to improve through practice and experience. otherwise I think he at least works as a good starting basis for a good hulk design in my style.

Antman: Leaned toward Hank Pym since I hate how we skipped straight to Scott Lang in the MCU. Obviouisly both classic and EMH were the main inspiration for my take, but I did try to add some aspects from the MCU suit with a more enclosed look and proper gauntlets. I also tried to include a spots on both the gauntlets and belt for him to control his size shifting so that it's easier to justify him doing it without having to draw him going through that motion over and over again. I also tried to adjust the red to be a bit more orange-ish to have him stand apart from other very red-centric characters, though I'm not totally satisfied with the results.

The Wasp: I pretty obviously leaned heavily into the EMH version for my take on Janet Van Dyne, but I also tried to keep the enclosed suit idea for her like with Antman, so I threw in some aspects of the MCU design. I like how Wasp size alteration and other abilities are presented as more legit powers compared to Antman having to rely on the suit, but I did try to give them some visual cohesion by reincorporating the techy aspects of the formers suit into Wasp, though it's probably there more to help here store Pym Particles. I also gave her more of a proper undersuit and helmet and made the wings look kinda techy (Though I tried taking some inspiration from the space suit she had in EMH for those). I also tried throwing in some red to homage some of her original color scheme, but mostly limited it to stuff specifically surrounding her Pym tech.

I'm still trying to figure out how I would go about a story for HOW this version of the Avengers would from; though I would like Loki to be more of a final boss sort of deal, so I'd want to hold off on him being a direct threat until later. I could say that a single villain or one of the dedicated villain factions are the cause, but I think that would be too similar to the opening of EMH and Assemble. So maybe having it be so that a couple of notable, but usually unaffiliated, villains for Ironman, Thor, and maybe Antman team up to try to take them out one at a time, but the fight inevitably leaks out into the streets and draws the attention of the others resulting in them properly teaming up to stop the villains.

#the avengers #avengers #Marvel #Ironman #iron man #Thor #captain america #Hulk #incredible hulk #Antman #ant man #the wasp #tony stark #steve rogers #bruce banner #hank pym #janet van dyne #redesigns

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charmixpower · 2 months

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Think about the girlies nails rn bc I haven't gotten mine done in a while

Bloom: Bites, worries, and rips up her nails all the fucking time. At first it's just because she has pretty bad anxiety and is constantly fidgeting, and part of that is fucking up her nails, but after her first transformation when her Domino looks are restored she starts ripping them up because she hates how shes reminded of how fucked up her life has gotten. During s3 when Bloom is calming down after the pure anger she was running on for the end of s1 and most of s2 Stella starts painting her nails so they taste bad to bite and are harder to rip up so Bloom breaks her bad habit of destroying them. After this Bloom starts growing her nails out because she never actually cut them in the first place so they just grow out until she accidentally breaks them. They're usually like mountain peak claw shaped nails, because that's how they grow, but when Bloom gets them done she sometimes gets them in a oval kinda shape to have her old nail shape back for a little while.

Stella: Always has her nails done because of course she does she's Stella, fingernails and toenails. She usually has nails extending as well. Her nails aren't super long, she prefers medium length extensions. Her nails in s1-3 are done in an almond shaped, but in s4 she starts getting them done in a ballerina shape. After all that she needed a change, and it matches her new vibe and style better. They're usually in orange, blue, or green, but sometimes she gets them in white a more neutral color if she has a specific outfit planned that her usual nail colors will clash with. In her magic forms her nails are much shorter and don't go past her finger, as she uses a staff in combat and that can get difficult with long nails.

Flora: Her nails are usually pretty short, barely going past her finger in a oval shape. Mostly so they won't get broken while she's gardening and won't hurt under her gardening gloves. Even though she usually wears sandals and flip flops she usually doesn't bother doing her toe nails. She's usually not looking at her feet and neither are most people so it doesn't matter to her. Sometimes she'll do it for a special event or just because she wants to but it isn't usual.

Tecna: In s1 Tecna keeps her nails short in a square shape. Just a little bit of her diva energy seeping out despite the fact that she's convinced herself that emotions are cringe and logic is king. Though she's always been terrible at actually controlling her emotions lmao. When Tecna finally allows herself to express herself properly, instead of pushing all her emotions down and ignoring her anger until it boils over, her nails get longer. Not super long because typing would be inconvenient, but visibly pasted her finger. Like medium short. She'd love nail art and doing funny things, she has gauges and dimple piercings in my thing she tries flare nails and edge nails at least once.

Musa: Girlie does not take care of her nails. She's a tomboy and she plays instruments. While Musa primarily plays the flute, she can play every instrument. Which means string instruments, which notoriously do not get along with having any length to your nails. Due to her rejection of girly things in s1-s2 she doesn't really paint her nails, when she accepts herself, her sister, and stops distancing herself from feminine things she allows Stella to paint them or drag her along to a salon s3 on. The more she gets into fun performance outfits the more she does her nails as well.

Aisha: Very well manicured short nails. Aisha does a lot of stuff with her hands and long nails does not play nice with rock climbing so she cuts and flies them often. Very well maintained though, usually wears a clear coat, or skin tone colored nail polish that goes with everything. However in her magic forms her nails are usually longer and always fun colors, it's a chance to express herself without her nail polish being immediately ruined. At first she really didn't like nail polish because all it did was remind her of getting ready to essentially be a living ornament during noble gatherings, but then Anne painted her nails in rainbow colors and her gay heart was immediately won over.

Icy: She has long ass stiletto nails. She's had them for as long as she could confidently pull off the long ass nails look. Long, but not like x-long or any further. She still wants to be able to use her hands without too much of an inconvenience from her nails. I think she'd do her nails as long square nails in her civilian form right up until they get kicked out of CT and any pretense of not being evil is immediately dropped. Takes immaculate care of her nails, she even uses her ice to reinforce her nails so they don't break. They look too good for that.

Darcy: Short-medium squared oval nails, she does not have the time nor the energy to keep up with nails like Icy does and doesn't feel like them constantly getting in her way or getting them redone when they break so she just takes care of her natural nails and paints them herself. Laughs at Stormy when she accidentally stabs herself or at Icy when she struggles to do something because of her nails. In her magical forms her nails are much longer as she doesn't need to take care of them because of magic.

Stormy: Medium length almond shaped nails that she is CONSTANTLY breaking and getting redone. I'm so obsessed with how Stormy is the most feminine and the most chaotic of the Trix. Yes she only wears heels and mini skirts, yes she'll chase you down without breaking a sweat. I'm obsessed with her, but yeah she breaks her nails all the time because she's heavy handed and doing stupid shit and I love her.

A little guide, because I needed to Google this stuff to know them all:

#not getting my nails done mean their in their natural shape and i miss my square nails i keep scratching myself too hard.#i cut my leg wah #winx club #winx #winx bloom #winx musa #winx stella #winx flora #winx tecna #winx aisha #winx layla #winx icy #winx darcy #winx stormy #winx headcanons #winx club headcanons #winx trix

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darkclouds-rainsounds · 4 months

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Additional ?????????? Lore

This is mostly meta stuff, as in specifically that of why ?????????? looks the way it does as well as several things about what went into creating it.

•Fukakai's hair being tied with a claw clip is a subtle reference to ウ.4's sprite, but with an orange color color-picked and adjusted from the orange in missingno.'s sprite. (ウ.4 left, Missingno. right)

The reason for this is that Fukakai was going to have been a ウ.4 glitch instead of ウ$ (F4) but it couldn't learn metronome. However, this turned out to be fortunate because, had I decided to go with ウ.4 instead, I wouldn't have ever found out about ウ$ (F4) being able to evolve into missingno. Because even before I decided to look into pokemon rby glitches, Fukakai was entirely intended to be a missingno., but after revisiting it, I decided to have it be more innately destructive since missingno. is typically harmless.

I wanted a character that means no harm and doesn't purposefully hurt anyone, who has literal world ending capabilities yet doesn't even understand it nor remembers that it's capable of doing it just by virtue of it existing. Fukakai's outfit is actually a holdover from before I did my research, hence the ocean wave patterned over-shirt. (The Pachirisu mask doesn't reference anything, it just came to me spontaneously and I liked the aesthetic of it enough to just give it to Fukakai)

•The name of Fukakai's Porygon-Z "Fubar" is directly taken from an acronym in military slang that means "fucked up beyond all recognition". Youkou is the one who decidedly gave her own personal nickname to Fukakai's incredibly glitchy-looking Porygon-Z, not to be mean, but in the same jokey manner some people refer to their pets with nicknames like "little bastard man" or even just name a cat with big blue eyes "gloop".

•The thing is, the acronym "fubar" possibly evolved into the term "foobar" after soldiers came back from World War II and enrolled at Massachusetts Institute of Technology and said word means this:

“The terms foobar (/ˈfuːbɑːr/), foo, bar, baz, and others are used as metasyntactic variables and placeholder names in computer programming or computer-related documentation. They have been used to name entities such as variables, functions, and commands whose exact identity is unimportant and serve only to demonstrate a concept.”

•Fukakai's nickname (不可解) means “mystery; baffling; inexplicable; incomprehensible”. An appropriate nickname given just what Fukakai is.

•Fukakai being able to just find pokemon that don't exist in the world as we know it pertains only to beta pokemon. Fakemon are a no go on my part. Fukakai being able to find beta pokemon and its reaction to them being as though these completely unrecorded (or recorded but look nothing like what Fukakai found, like in the instance of the beta Togekiss) pokemon are normal extends even to legendaries.

°Of course, as the post said, Fukakai hasn't nor will see Arceus in Their true, untainted form since if that event were to ever occur, that means Fukakai is about to get smote from existence. However, Fukakai is able to just find and roughly replicate the same situation it pulled with the beta Togekiss with Kimairan.

(Only drawing I've got. Sorry.)

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Youkou gapes at the six-legged orange and yellow pokemon with a mix of apprehension and bafflement of just what her friend has found.

The towering pokemon's existence feels distinctly off yet deeply intertwined with the world itself; an existence that demands reverence. They merely stare down at young woman before it. Whether they don't notice or simply do not care, not just their appearance, but their very being is striking a foreign and inexplicable fear into this woman's heart.

Finally, Youkou manages to force herself to look away from this pokemon that's towering high above the trees and even the buildings, to Fukakai standing in front of said anomalous pokemon.

She tries to keep her voice steady when she speaks, afraid that if her fear is evident whatever pokemon (she hopes that this is a pokemon) this is will react in a manner that could spell horrific destruction.

“Fukakai... what is this...?”

〈Giratina〉

Her mind freezes the instant she processes that information. All fear she had towards this pokemon that feels alien yet also like it belongs here dissipates almost as quickly.

Giratina. A legendary said to exist on the reverse side of our world that was seen during the whole Team Galactic mess a few years back and was temporarily caught and studied. Youkou isn't the most interested in mythology, but she's at least pretty sure Giratina is more than such legendaries like Kyogre or Lugia.

Giratina is a God. A very powerful one.

And this? This isn't Giratina. This looks nothing like the predominantly black and red draconic— sometimes snake-like(?)— deity that she's seen in the news when that whole debacle transpired.

She hasn't realized she'd been staring blankly at Fukakai for who knows how long until said person tilts its head to the side and raises its hands to begin signing again, its visible eye narrowed just slightly in what Youkou perceives to be worry.

Before Fukakai can begin signing, Youkou cuts it off, trying to appear as if she wasn't just standing there zoned out.

“O-Oh! Uh.... That's very interesting...! And bizarre...” She trails off, looking away from Fukakai for only a moment before her gaze snaps back to it.

“But um...”

She's unsure how to put this— especially given that the pokemon that Fukakai claims to be Giratina is still right there— and she doesn't want to risk offending or angering it by saying that it isn't Giratina.

Fukakai tilts its head to the other side in waiting of what its friend is going to say. At the same time it does that, a relatively quiet sound akin to crackling and static comes from Fukakai, almost as if it were making an inquisitive sound.

Youkou starts at the sound— not startled by the sound itself, but of feeling that she's run out of time to formulate some manner of words that implies in the gentlest of ways that this pokemon before her isn't what her friend claims it to be.

“U-Um! Nothing! Nevermind. But... could you perhaps put this pokemon back where you found it? Please?”

She hadn't intended for her words to sound that fearfully desperate, but she'd really rather not get smited or witness anyone get smited by this pokemon whose very essence feels overwhelming that she now understands feels is belonging to a God. Giratina or not, this pokemon shouldn't just be here.

Fukakai looks levelly at Youkou and gives a plain response of〈Okay〉.

The orange and yellow pokemon finally looks away from Youkou, now peering down at Fukakai who had turned around and pat it on one of their six legs.

Their golden eyes meet Fukakai's void-like own and seemingly, without any form of communication, looks away and begins moving.

Youkou expected it to either just walk away or maybe even take off in flight (even though she worried greatly for her friend who would certainly get hurt from being so close if it did decide to fly away), but she hadn't expected it to open some kind of ethereal portal out of nowhere and walk into it.

Almost as soon as it completely passed through this portal of celestial light, it closed leaving not a single trace a pokemon as immense as that were ever there.

“Fukakai.” Youkou says, or moreso states, her tone noticeably devoid of the formal cadence of how she usually speaks. Now no longer tense that the pokemon that was supposedly Giratina is gone.

The very person whose given name means inexplicable turns back around and faces the person who addressed it.

It blinks at its friend once in silent questioning.

“What the fuck.”

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{It should be explicitly noted that Youkou is a very polite person who has very good manners. For those that know, Japanese (or Kantonian?) comes in different levels of politeness. If one were to rank that politeness from most to least, 1 to 5, Youkou on average speaks at a 4 and rarely ever dips to a 3. The end of this is a 1.}

Basically, my headcanon is that if Kimairan does exist, it's in an alternate universe where Giratina started out as looking like that instead of the black and red dragon that we know. That the Giratina in the "main world" and pretty much in almost all worlds, looks like what we recognize as Giratina and has always looked that way since creation whereas a being like Kimairan exists in some far far off universe so very disconnected from any "normal" universe that it's a complete mystery how they could end up in a "main world". Additionally, these same very distant disconnected worlds that conceivably shouldn't exist and whose existence are unknown to all but Arceus Themself (yes this includes the Creation Trio) are where the other beta pokemon come from.

°It's difficult for me to put into words on my own, but @/splattermouth's (well, snapvalentine but it's the same person) ideas for how the pokemon world itself functions and that it's built upon layers upon layers of itself with each iteration being further buried underneath the next as Arceus tries to perfect Their creation is a similar feeling descriptor to where these distant universes are and why they're so disconnected. It's not 1:1 but it feels close enough to be cited as a coherent descriptor.

“Reality is in a constant state of being mended and refined and the knowledge that it’s constantly, and has always been, “hanging by a thread” as a human would likely put it, would strike unfathomable horror into the depths of anyone’s soul.”

This part of Fukakai’s introductory post is a reference to this.

Just replace the text labeling the tiny load-bearing piece with “Arceus” and the text labeling everything being upheld by it “literally the entire pokemon multiverse”.

The thing about Arceus appearing like Their canon design as opposed to Their beta one to people because people expect Them to look like the former— that it's the appearance that people and most pokemon associate with Arceus and as a result, is what their brain subconsciously defaults to if they were to ever gaze upon Them— is a reference to an old comic that was on tumblr some years ago (before 2020) that was a bit meta in how humanity views the personification of death.

In that comic, someone who recently died(?) met death and on a whim, asked it (or was maybe musing aloud?) why it actually looked like the stereotypical grim reaper that humans interpret death to look like. Just because death is interpreted that way by people doesn't inherently mean that's what it actually looks like if you were to ever meet it in person, so for it to in real life look like one of the most popular depictions of it is very peculiar.

Death answers that the reason it looks like the grim reaper is because the person in question highly associates that depiction with death even if they didn't consciously realize it.

Death then says that its appearance is different to other people whose culture's depictions of death are different than "skeleton in black robes maybe holding a scythe".

Arceus' appearance is that combined with angels and how the Ezekielian ones look to the stereotypical "blonde hair, halo above head, white wings on back, white robes" depiction of angels.

Because not all angels look like blazing golden rings with far too many eyes and wings, that's only the way angels look in the Book of Ezekiel. Human-like angels are said to exist, but for the sake of Arceus in my interpretation of Their appearance, I discard that and instead have it where Ezekielian angels are the "true" appearance of angels and the human-like appearance— rather the popularized version of that appearance— is humanity's attempt to comprehend the unfathomable.

To take the main components of what they saw (golden rings = halo, wings being diminished to only two) and make it more palatable to themselves and able to be shared amongst each other without revulsion and fear. Even an attempt at accurately interpreting what the "true" form of angels looks like pales largely in comparison, so why not stylize it? The main components are still there, so it's still evocative of an angel and gets the message across.

#【𝙿 𝚁 𝙸 𝚂 𝙼】#❔fukakai #🌸youkou #this has nothing to do w fukakai but re: the thing about the universe being in a constant state of breaking and being fixed just in time #had me realize ''oh‚ volo was trying to do some indiana jones level switch w/o even realizing that's what he was setting himself up for''#and given what happens in indiana jones w that iconic scene... 😬

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scarletcitrus · 1 year

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pagan min as a dragon.............this idea has been in my head for so long i’ve got like prototype pagan dragons and shit but this is my final design for him

if you want to see me go in-depth about him for reasons that are related to mental illness (i have it and it is his fault) there is more :)

okay so. i’m going to explain his entire design since it makes me happy and i’m going to start with the colors

obviously he’s super flashy and extravagant in canon so i couldn’t just Not let that cross over here. i tried to make him look like a living rainbow without actually making him a rainbow BUT i do have my reasons for each of the colors.

the golden orange-y and yellow parts are obviously, well, to represent gold and the fact that he is ummmmmmm Technically royalty despite stealing the throne? the combination of blue on gold is relative to the golden path and how he and ishwari were a thing yada yada . red is for the primary color his army wears and for lakshmana because her whole shrine is decked out in the color red and pink is for his lovely suit:)

...i couldn’t make it that vibrant pink his suit actually is or it wouldn’t have fit as well into the rest of the colors. also. all the colors are taken off the rakshasa pagan thingy but i gave them meaning to make it fancier ++++ it wasn’t my intention but the way his colors fade into each other reminds me of all the colorful ?dust (i don’t know what it is. is it just powder) in far cry 4 so that makes me happy

speaking of rakshasa pagan, the other parts of his design are very much based off of it. specifically, the bird one in shangri-la. i included the way pagan’s rakshasa face looks as best as i could but the rest of the little intricate details i all sponged off of the bird, like the armor and the crown and the huge talons. the crown i felt especially needed to be included if nothing else bc well. y’know LMAO

the vaguely peacock-looking feathers are because that seems to be his motif for himself and his army and kyrat or whatever tf i don’t really know. all i know is i see peacocks associated with him and BAM he gets some pretty feathers

p.s. ik the pose is weird in that image let’s all hold hands and pretend that he’s climbing down from something

okay bear with me . the wing size might be inconsistent but shhh don’t look at that it isn’t there also thanks to tumblr for maybe tanking the quality of these (we’ll see) . ANYWAY

he gets multiple limbs because of the golden statues (or statue singular? is there just one? i haven’t played it but god i want to) that are in his dlc and it gives me another reason to stretch the definition of “dragon” which is always super fun for me :)

his face is mostly immobile aside from being able to blink and breathe and close/open his mouth but it’s like his jaw is on hinges with the way it can only move up and down (and stiffly) because i want it to really feel like he’s got a mask on or something. like if you look at the rakshasa bird its face isn’t all that. mobile. it is made of some kind of metal i think and i tried to mimic that effect + the idea of his mask in the dlc

another p.s.! let’s all keep holding hands and pretending . this time he’s landing after flying. he doesn’t normally stand on two feet

his wings are heavy to the point that his front legs can’t really support him properly sometimes even though he’s got two pairs, so he often uses his wings as support to walk like how wyverns do. he feels like it’s inconvenient because he doesn’t want to get his feathers dirty and without a beak/easy way to close his mouth it’s annoying for him to preen them but that’s just an L he has to take

and this is just him flying 4 literally no reason. i struggle drawing animals/beings that have wings in flight (and also i struggle with the tucked-in legs that come with those) so i wanted to see if i could. i think it turned out okay? maybe

i hope this made sense and that i wasn’t totally incoherent about this! thank you for reading (if you did) (and perhaps expect more dragons... i’m a big fan of them lol)

#pagan min #far cry 4 #fanart #my art #dragon #fc4 dragons

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silverynight · 2 years

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The chase

Part I (of 3)

When he finally arrives to the village is already dark, however, the omega doesn't worry too much about it. It's true that the potion Uraraka gave him to make him smell like a beta is wearing off, but there are so many people there Izuku is almost sure no one will notice.

Besides, since the clan is having a celebration; all the tents are open to travelers, selling all kinds of interesting things there. Izuku doesn't know how to make a potion, but he knows a couple of herbs that can help him with his scent as well.

He's fascinated with everything he sees although he tries not to get too distracted by it. Izuku suddenly spots a tent with mystical objects, jewelry and herbs. The owner is clearly a barbarian girl (judging by the colors of her clothes, they use mostly reds and oranges) with pink hair.

He's about to walk in when he bumps into a very strong chest that almost sends him flying backwards. Fortunately, All Might has been training him a lot, so Izuku is not that weak omega he once was.

"OI, YOU PIECE OF–" the tall barbarian with blond hair stops once his eyes meet. He doesn't look like the friendly type.

Honestly, he doesn't want to get into any trouble today, besides, fighting could make him sweat and people will realize he's actually–

"Omega," the barbarian smirks. He smells like an alpha, a very strong alpha. "Listen, I don't usually do this, but I'll be kind to you this time, show me your neck and I'll forgive you."

"What?" Izuku is too shocked to be angry at the moment; if an omega shows his bare neck to an alpha it means they're submitting to them. In the little town he used to live that was frowned upon. Only mates can expose their necks to each other.

The alpha huffs with irritation.

"Are you deaf? Show me your neck!"

"No." Izuku tries to stay calm, even though the barbarian is getting on his nerves.

"HAH? WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO?" The alpha is baring his teeth now, but Izuku has dealt with stupid alphas before so he doesn't even blink at him.

"No," he mumbles again, before turning around which is actually very reckless considering the situation, no matter how many people are around. Besides, some of them are already looking and none seems willing to help the omega.

Which is also not surprising.

However, the barbarian doesn't attack, he just moves in the blink of an eye until he's in front of Izuku again. He's wearing a red cloak and dark trousers, nothing else.

Izuku should stop staring at his chest.

"SUBMIT TO ME!"

This time, the omega rolls his eyes and tries to keep going but he feels the weight of a heavy, strong hand on his shoulder and he doesn't hesitate: he takes the alpha by the arm and flips him over his shoulder. The blond hits the ground.

Izuku knows that's just mere luck; he has trained for years, but the barbarian looks strong, he's probably trained in combat too and he could easily kill Izuku, but he probably just didn't expect an omega, or maybe just someone like him to do that.

He's ready to run; he knows he could disappear in the crowd but the barbarian jumps quickly and suddenly he's on his feet again. However, the hostility has finally disappeared from his scent completely, replaced by something else...

Something spicy.

"Nice," he blurts out, with a huge smirk on his face that doesn't calm Izuku at all. "It's great to find a strong omega."

"Uhh..." He doesn't know what to say so he just nods. "I have to buy something..."

He keeps walking, but unfortunately, the alpha follows him.

"You're very pleasant to look at, omega."

Izuku tries to ignore him, mostly because his face has started to turn red.

"Despite all the useless clothes you're wearing, I can tell from here that you have very thick thighs and round... hips. Excellent for breeding."

Choking on air, the omega stops and turns around, he doesn't know if the burning he feels on his face is because he's embarrassed or because he's angry at the alpha.

"Don't say things like that!"

He shouldn't have said that because the barbarian looks like he's enjoying every second of Izuku's distress. He probably doesn't even mean it, he's just trying to mess up with him.

"Why not? It's a compliment! The highest one for an omega!"

"Where I come from that kind of talk is really obscene."

"That's because your people are boring, omega."

This is just a game for the barbarian, one Izuku shouldn't get involved with. He turns around again, glad he's right outside the tent again.

"Omega–"

"My name is Midoriya Izuku, not omega," he says, regretting it almost immediately.

"Deku?"

"Izuku!"

"Deku suits you better," the barbarian says and even though the omega is not looking at him, he can tell he's grinning again. "I'm Bakugo Katsuki."

This time, Izuku decides to ignore him completely. He smiles kindly to the girl as he walks inside the tent.

"Hi! I was looking for a couple of herbs..."

"Of course, pretty!" The girl is an alpha as well, but she looks kinder and more approachable than the other one. "Oh! An omega! We don't have many male omegas around here, you know? You look so–"

"Stop flirting with him, pinky!" Bakugo bares his teeth at the other alpha. It's... refreshing to see the barbarian snapping at someone who's not Izuku for once.

"Not going to happen again," she assures him and although she doesn't look worried, she does bow her head lightly, which means Bakugo's rank is definitely higher than hers.

It seems the alpha is going to be his shadow for a while.

"Okay, I need herbs to mask my scent–"

"Why would you do something like that?" The barbarian looks almost outraged at the thought. "Your scent is sweet, but not in an annoying way... Omegas usually have overwhelming sweet scents that make me want to throw up, but yours is different."

Is that another compliment? It doesn't seem like it, so Izuku just ignores it.

"I don't want people to know I'm an omega."

"Why?"

"Because alphas think they have the right to touch me or don't take me seriously..."

Bakugo looks furious suddenly, his scent is getting stronger and overwhelming. It starts spreading through the whole tent; for an instant, Izuku feels the need to calm him down, but he's not his alpha.

Suddenly, something changes in his demeanor, he looks like he's almost sorry.

"I didn't ask you to submit to me because you were an omega..."

Alright, that sounds like the start of an apology–

"I would've done the same if you were an alpha or a beta."

The most terrible, ridiculous attempt of an apology Izuku has ever heard. He sighs, because by the look on Bakugo's face he seems to think he's saying the right thing.

"Right. Well... I still need my herbs so..."

"Anything he wants, it's on me."

"What? No!" Izuku protests. "I have my own money."

With a smirk, Bakugo purposely ignores him. He walks inside the tent and pick two necklaces, once has a red gemstone and the other a green one.

"Here, put this on," the alpha says, shoving the red one in Izuku's hands. "And I'll keep the green."

"But I–"

"It's a gift, Deku. You have to take it."

Deciding he doesn't want anymore trouble, he does as he's told.

"Oh, so our King is a romantic after all..."

"SHUT UP!"

King? Izuku doesn't hear the rest of the sentence because he's too busy panicking about the fact that he almost got into a fight with the barbarian King.

No wonder why he has such a big ego. Perhaps it's better to take his things and go.

"Thank you so much..."

"Ashido Mina!"

"Thanks, Ashido!"

"Oi, Deku! You should stay to participate in the games," Bakugo says, eyes shining dangerously.

Despite his logic is yelling at him to go, but he's curious now...

"What games?"

"There are a couple, but most of them are for extras... I think you should participate in The chase."

"Bakugo, you'll regret it if someone else–"

"That won't happen," the blond alpha almost growls. "I'm the strongest and the fastest."

"But–"

"So, will you play the game, Deku?"

"Wait, isn't The chase that old tradition in which omegas run in a forest and if an alpha catches them they have to get mated?"

"Yes, that's pretty much it," Ashido says, before Bakugo can open his mouth.

Izuku has heard only bad things about that tradition; he takes a step back instinctively, making Bakugo frown.

"Why do you keep doing that? Isn't that banned? What about the omegas..."

"It's different now, sweetie," Ashido assures him, immediately getting what he's trying to say. "We're not animals..."

"Just because you don't understand doesn't mean it's wrong, Deku," the alpha looks irritated, but not that much.

"Right," Izuku nods, realizing he made a mistake; All Might have talked to him a lot about his adventures, how much he learned from other people... The need to actually listen to others. "I apologize. Although I still don't understand, can you explain it to me?"

He's mostly talking to Ashido, but he doesn't miss the way Bakugo nods in approval.

"It's just a game. I mean, all the alphas and omegas there do that because they want to. Yes, if an alpha catches them they have to bond, but all of them know that."

"But what if they don't want the alpha that caught them?"

"Everyone in The chase is ready to mate, they don't care too much about whom they end up with."

"Stop pouting, nerd. They usually are very happy with the partners they get," Bakugo assures him. "Perfect matches are rare, but they happen."

"I met a perfect match a while ago, they both participated in The chase and ended up together," Ashido tells him.

"Why did they do that? If they already wanted to be with each other, why didn't they just start courting?"

"Because that takes too long!" Bakugo answers this time and smirks before saying: "And they probably wanted to fu–"

Before even thinking about what he's doing, Izuku puts a hand over Bakugo's mouth to shut him up. He moves it away almost immediately, but the alpha looks absolutely pleased.

He's a weird alpha.

"What if an omega wins?"

Bakugo snorts, but Izuku refuses to look back at him.

"That never happens, it's almost impossible. Besides, the omegas want to be caught. It's just the thrill of the game what they want," Ashido says. "However, if an omega managed to stay hidden or escape from the alphas chasing them by the time the sun rises, then they either could choose whichever alpha they want or remain unattached and go."

"So... Are you in, Deku?"

"My name is not Deku, Kacchan!"

"What kind of ridiculous name is that? I'm Katsuki!"

"If you stop calling me that, then I'll call you Bakugo."

To his utter shock, Bakugo grimaces at the sound of his own last name.

"No, it sounds too weird coming from you. Kacchan is better."

Honestly, he doesn't understand that barbarian at all.

"It's almost time. Will you come?"

"No," Izuku shakes his head. It'll be useless for him to do that. "I don't want an alpha."

For a moment, Bakugo looks almost hurt and angry again, but then he shakes his head and laughs.

"You mean you're already sure you're going to lose, right?"

Offended, Izuku feels himself blush.

"But Ashido said impossible!"

"She said almost."

"I'm right here, guys!"

Izuku doesn't want to ignore her, but he's a little bit upset at the moment.

"So you admit you're no match for m–the alphas in our clan?"

"I can win," the omega assures as his mind tells him he's falling into a trap. "But it'll be a waste of time because I don't want–"

"I won't believe you until I see it, Deku."

He used to believe that trouble always followed him around until one day Uraraka told him that it was him the one who was constantly (and willingly) running into it on purpose.

Maybe she was right after all.

"Alright, I'll do it."

"Great!" Bakugo smirks triumphantly and that should've been his clue to immediately back off. "Come with me."

"Where are we going?"

"To Yaoyorozu's tent. She'll prepare you for the event, because those clothes won't do."

Izuku should go. He should look for an inn and forget about everything else... But he can't.

***

The trousers are tight and he feels a little bit exposed with the top and all the necklaces Yaoyorozu is putting on him.

"You really are a mesmerizing omega," she comments, looking at him from head to toe before smiling at the way he blushes. "And adorable. I'm glad Bakugo is going to be running in the event, he never wants to be part of it."

"Is Kacchan... Sorry, I mean is Bakugo going to be in The chase?" The omega immediately wonders if that's the reason why the alpha asked him to participate, so he could see him fail from up close.

"Obviously," she mumbles, looking at him with a confused frown.

Maybe she knows the omega he's going to run after. Yaoyorozu looks at him like he just asked an stupid question, perhaps the omega is really pretty. Izuku is sure Bakugo's type is the delicate, submissive omega that's constantly praising him.

"Was that a serious question?"

"Yes. I didn't know he was interested in an omega, I assumed he was already mated since he's the King, even though he didn't smell like it."

"So you don't know whom he's going to chase after?" Yaoyorozu asks again, more carefully, like she wants to tell him something.

"I just met him today," Izuku informs her. "I don't know much about him. I thought he was going to watch because he's the King."

"Mina told me he asked you to participate."

"Yeah, probably to watch me fail," the omega mumbles before a fierce expression makes his eyes glimmer. "But I'm going to win!"

"Oh, gods above," Yaoyorozu says again. "You seriously don't know?"

"No, I don't know the omega, do you?"

"Yes, infact, I do," she nods before pointing at the mirror in front of the omega; Izuku finally sees himself in it; actually, the outfit doesn't look bad.

"Thank you! Somehow I don't look bad at all!"

"You look beautiful, but that's not the point. I meant–"

"The chase is about to begin!" Ashido rushes into the tent suddenly, before yanking Izuku by the arm. "Follow me!"

She takes him to the forest where a group of people are already waiting and others are pretty much happy just by staring at the omegas in line and the alphas.

He doesn't see Bakugo.

Already nervous and regretting everything, Izuku stands next to the other omegas who look at him with curiosity before they start talking with each other.

They sound really excited.

"I hope Kirishima catches me!"

"Sero is more handsome."

"That's a lie!"

"I wanted our King to join. Why does he never..."

They suddenly start squealing and Izuku notices that Bakugo has finally arrived. When he stops next to the alpha with red hair, clearly ready for the chase, everyone around start murmuring among themselves. They seem a lot more interested now.

Izuku lifts his chin up before he narrows his eyes at Bakugo. The King only smirks at him, takes his cloak off to expose his well built body and winks at him.

It makes the omega feel even more irritated.

"Oh, no!" An omega bemoans next to him. "He has chosen already!"

"It seems this is going to be a great year for our clan! Our King has finally decided to chase! His omega will bring us good luck and lots of pups!" A beta announces before saying the rules again.

He also tells the omegas they still have time to walk away. Izuku should take the opportunity, but he needs to prove he can do this.

It's okay, there are many pretty omegas next to him, they're probably from the clan which means they'll be chosen. Izuku is almost sure no one is going to run after him. So it means it'll be easy for him to last until sunrise.

It's almost annoying how everyone around assumes Bakugo is going to get his omega... Well, maybe they're right, since he looks really capable of running through the whole forest and back before the sun rises. Besides, the feral smile on his face tells Izuku he's determined to win.

"As always, omegas have a couple of minutes of advantage."

Izuku doesn't think twice before he starts running; he almost feels sorry for the omega who will be trying to hide from Bakugo; that'll probably be over soon. Although he supposes he shouldn't feel sorry, since the other omegas really want this to happen.

He's the only one who actually wants to win.

Why is he there then? It sounds ridiculous in his mind. This game it's just for omegas and alphas to have fun before they mate, to feed his primal instincts and Izuku is just...

Uraraka would be so pissed at him if she knew.

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#bnha #mha #my hero academia #bkdk #omegaverse #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya #bakudeku

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extremely-burnt-sugar · 9 months

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Hello there if it's okay can I please ask for another yandere vanitas

With a Yuutsu darling

Where he grows obsessed and attached to her

She loves going outside in Spring despite her allergies

She also enjoys quiet days where she doesn't have to do anything

And she also likes picking up a new outfit or making a new outfit for inspiration on Pinterest she has a small flower garden that she takes care of

And she likes going shopping but mostly online since she can find all the cute things there but she doesn't mind going to small shops and to find any little goodie or cute outfit

She doesn't like oranges or the color of orange

She doesn't like eating peppers even though she has a high tolerance to chilly

An online shopping is Hit or Miss for her

She gets really irritated when she rips something or her fingers get pricked by a needle when she stitching

And she also doesn't like eating cereal it's maybe weird but she doesn't like it and she has allergies in Spring she is allergic to peanuts and artificial strawberries

Her chest is relatively small and and she used to have an eating disorder

But now she likes to take advantage of it so she can wear all her cute and gothic and emo clothes without showing off anything

She used to struggle with self harm as a child and still has scars that are permanent

Her mental health has gotten better now that she's free from her mother and the high expectations of her mother and father and the scar around her neck that is forever permanent around her throat

She is extremely touched starved where point she can't sleep without a big teddy bear

She tends to hide her emotions because it's really hard to express them about being scared that someone is going to tell her to get over it she has a lot of insecurities about her body and the way she dresses but she tries to ignore them

In the hot summers she's usually seen with an umbrella outside

And she has a habit of waking up really early in the morning she doesn't mind it because she gets to see the sun rise

She has a lot of weapons so she was trained by the facility to fight she didn't like how they looked so she customized them to make them look cute like adding simple accessories

She has a lot of clothes so whenever she gets one of her outfits dirty she washes them immediately so she doesn't have a lot of laundry

Most of the time she's seen in simple outfits that are fluffy and cute

She doesn't understand pain since she can't feel it because of a rare condition that makes her unable to feel pain

This took me awhile to make and its not proof-read but i put in a lot of effort so i hope its good, and please keep up the constructive cristism! i love hearing people honest reactions whether they are positive or negative!

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Yandere! Vanitas x Yuutsu (Oc)

I could honestly see him gaining his initial interest in her because of how little she shows her emotions

he probably knew that stalking wasn't healthy but he doesn't see himself worthy of love and the fact he just loved you soooooooooo much was all he needed to push that insecurity to the side in order to follow you

He definitely saw the garden Yuutsu keeps and loves how absolutely beautiful and well tended to it is

Lets be honest the first time he saw her prick herself with a needle he probably offered to lick the blood off even if she hadn't yet noticed the small incision into her finger

this man has no sense of personal space either, like he will just poof clinging onto Yuutsu like a lost puppy, then not even a second later turning around and acting like nothing happened

If she were to react to this with either positivity or negativity he would be shocked and more inclined to do it more frequently if it were to get a response from her

whenever one of his reckless plans gets him and or Noe in serious danger, if she were to just like kill whoever or whatever was attempting to kill them with her cute weapons, we have all seen how he reacted to Jeanne being a strong women, imagine how he would react to his dear darling Yuutsu being able to defend herself.

If vanitas could fall any father in love he would've, with all of Yuutsu's talents and skills he's bound to be blushing at some point

especially when she's wears something that's just absolutely stunning on her!

Now on the more yandere side of this oddly shaped coin, he would HATE if Noe or any other person really. Were to approach her, and while he could easily just kill them its much easier and far more effective to just manipulate her into believing that no one cares about her, and how no one will ever love her the way he does, blah blah so on so fourth

Believe me if this man found out about how she used to self harm he would be initially very upset, maybe even enraged that someone could ever convince someone so amazing that they needed to cause harm to themself.

He'd kill her family

Seeing her scars would probably make him both sad and mad an odd set of emotions especially since he tends to lean more towards the non-serious side of things, and while he can be serious he doesn't typically; leading to him just like making sure Yuutsu is currently ok then going off to distract himself by doing who knows what

#anime #yandere #yandere vanitas #case and study of vanitas #vanitas no carte #vanitas x oc #oc #fanfic #headcannons #x oc

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facks-stories · 7 months

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[because of the new wheels thing I kinda had no idea what to actually draw without taking all day, so have mostly text for this plot]

Mimu walks into a orange room, just as he sits down on the side beside scrim,achos somehow finds his way to the room too

Milan: “no, I’m just teaching him without knowing it”

Her response being rather angry, while mimus was more reasoning

Mimu: “maybe they weren’t here when I was telling anon about it”

Scrim offers to deal and Mimu hands her the cards

The cards were dealt in a way where most of them stacked, and for obvious reasons the cards were upside down.

the back of the cards weren’t normal, nothing too much “abnormal“ about them but they weren’t just plain red

Scrim: *looks at front and back of box* “you speak no evil,though I hear it? And you hear no evil though I speak it? The box is plain besides that,”

Achos: “well the inside of the cards are normal so I guess it doesn’t matter much”

Milan doesn’t seem to care that much, instead she keeps looking at Mimu, who is sitting right in-front of her, and Mimu isn’t playing any attention to the figures on the front, just the colors

When scrim attempts to explain spades to Mimu, Milan politely stops her.

“Lets just play a game”

“I thought we were teaching him?”

“Yea! They’re right- I don’t know how to play!”

*a game later, which mimu won*

“…” “…” “…”

“I won-“

“But that doesn’t make sense, isn’t this your first time playing?”

“Yes!”

“He already knew”

“No I didn’t >:(“

“I live with you, and you randomly know how to do things you’ve never done before, and when you do you always ask someone to teach you how”

*gasp* “YOU’RE A MIND READER?!”

“That was a bit loud Mimu”

“Oh sorry”

“No- I just know you’re behavior”

“Eh, he doesn’t seem to be that off”

“Waiit, are you a mind reader and read her mind to know that!”

“… no- we can’t even use powers here”

“Aw..”

Scrim pats Mimu on the head in a act of comfort after his double disappointment. And in a weirdly calm way [well in a way because milan is usually a asshole by now] Milan questions them.

“What do you mean?”

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[@essentially-a-worm-on-a-string @the-squishy-scrimblo]

Aahahahah sorry it took 4 HOURS I started cleaning half way through

Also I tried keeping the characters personalities but i was basing it purely off of the action you guys gave 🥲👍

[here starby @colbyandmillie because you said you just wanna watch :} ]

Ok last thing, you guys can send your action in the comments so you guy’s actually know what the other person said

#fack plot2

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fan-mans · 1 year

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Can I ask for more Hondo HC's?

Of course!

Hondo has been trying to get in a serious romantic relationship for years but goddamn does he have the worst luck. Like, this guy's love life makes him look like the ex-boyfreind in every hallmark movie- getting dumped over the dumbest shit.

His parents are really pushing for him to settle down since his sister already has, but, again, love life issues.

His parents aren't mean intentionally, they just push him because they think it's good motivation. He's scared to be honest and tell them that the pressure is crushing him rather than motivating. Even with his impressive boxing career, he sometimes feels like his parents see him as a failure compared to his sister.

His whole family is a bit emotionally constipated tbh, him and his sister are trying to break the cycle but it's hard for them to confront their parents. (But their parents WOULD be receptive to it, with a bit of hard nudging from their kids)

He has a 5 year old niece who adores him and thinks hes the coolest man to ever exist. This kid loves him more than her own dad and has stated she wants to like with her uncle over him. No one is sure why she's like that but it could be because Hono is very chill in regards to things like punishment and schooling compared to his brother in law.

Did track and field in high school so he's a pretty good runner!

Also tried baseball but that only ended with a fistfight with another kid on the home plate.

He needs glasses! His prescription is pretty mild, but he uses a pair to drive and while using his computer.

He's pretty active on reddit and sometimes floats around 4 chan, he has a twitter too but rarely uses it.

Gamer BUT only for pinball machines. And pac-man.

Did rock climbing with his family as a kid. A nasty fall one day left him with a broken leg and a lifelong fear of heights afterwards.

He had a TON of small pets as a kid, mostly goldfish that he'd let get fat and hamsters he made very advanced houses for. Nowadays he has a small army of gerbils and mice that he keeps in MASSIVE enclosures- those guys are basically living in disneyland. Also he feeds local pigeons.

Though he doesn't have a favorite color, he does like contrasting color schemes (Back/white, red/green, blue/orange)

His apartment has the ugliest wallpaper on the planet- he loves it so much.

He has a hallway that's painted with glow-in-the dark paint. The walls are covered in eyes so when guests go to use the bathroom they shit their pants on the way there

He's not superstitious but does believe in aliens. Definitely went to the area 51 raid for real.

#piston hondo #he's just a silly little guy #they all are but hondo is silly in his own special way #punch out wii #punch out #headcanons #ask game #my hcs

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emphasis-on-the-oopsie · 1 year

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Tell me about your sides!! Literally anything you want to talk about, what are their traits? How do they get along with each other? Etc.

This is going to get. Long

The five sides i currently have are: Anger, Braincell, Creativity, Desire, Emotions

A not so brief explanation of them below, their relationships with each other are probably gonna be in a different post cause this got so LONG

1. Anger

Represents anger (obviously), impulsiveness (+ violent tendencies), spite, hope, determination, optimism, and passion. Emotion's younger sibling.

Color palette is red, orange, yellow, and black. Wears clothes that would make my conservative family members explode and die on sight (punk). Has vulture wings. Permanent resting bitch face.

Prone to fits of violence and making me want to commit violence (braincell stops her though). Gets angry at everyone, but is also protective of them and me, and especially of Emotions. Secretly a sensitive guy

2. Reasoning/"Braincell"

Represents logic, morality, self-preservation, knowledge, control, rationality, analyzation, anything i associate with a 'logical' brain. Has the most functions of them all (which is why they go by "Braincell" instead).

Color palette is green with shades of grey. Looks the most like me and only wears clothes i have worn. Has multiple arms that aren't attached to their body. Permanently stressed.

Constantly stressed from keeping the other sides and the entire mindscape semi functional. Overthinker and a bit of a control freak. Tries their best and they never feel like it's enough

3. Creativity

Represents creativity, inspiration (when i have it lol), interests, curiosity, dreams, weirdness, whimsy, distraction, and wonder

Color palette is mostly shades of purple. Wears a skirt + pants combo with embroidered designs (mostly flowers). Has two forms: Active (when im actively creating) and Passive (when i'm simply getting ideas). Sea looks mostly human with a few inhuman traits when in passive form, with balls of glowing light meant to represent xir ideas floating around her. In active form, fae looks like a mix of different creatures in active form and glows (color depends on what im creating in that moment). All of los eyes (shi has more than 2) glow purple when distracted.

Responsible for those galaxy brained thoughts i get. Very prone to the affects of my (possible) ADHD and burnout. Is not very grounded (both physically cause hy floats, and also is the epitome of 'head in the clouds'). Cringe (affectionate). Acts very motherly towards vis creations. Never still, and never sleeps.

4. Desire

Represents wants, needs, likes, dislikes, gender euphoria and dysphoria, jealousy, loneliness, attraction (romantic, platonic, anything but sexual), selfishness, dreams, desperation, and insecurity.

Color palette is many different shades of blue (sometimes other colors). Looks and outfit change depending on what I want to look like at the moment. Has appendages that are similar to tentacles that come from his heart.

Acts very flirty, funny, and confident, partially to hide the 'uglier' parts of himself (namely loneliness and insecurity). Materialistic and and is an attention seeker. Very clingy. Wants me to finally be free to be myself. Also cringe (affectionate). Very silly and very bi

5. Emotions

Represents (most) of my emotions, sensory issues, pessimism, exhaustion, self-esteem, and irrationality. Anger's older sibling

Color palette is mostly white and a bunch of colors. Wears a tie-dye shirt and flowy skirts. Hair looks windswept and messy. Uses a slinky as a bracelet. Can become transparent and float like a ghost.

Mood changes constantly. Looks like the shyer sibling compared to Anger, but can be just as intense. Not so secretly a sensitive guy. Has a resting sad face. Colors get more saturated the stronger the emotion I'm feeling

#my sides #astro's ocs #yes they have so much symbolism SOMEONE ASK ABOUT THEIR SYMBOLISM I PUT IN SO MUCH #and no i will not give them actual names #both because 1) i hate naming ocs 2) they're all just Me but in different fonts #they technically all have a name and they're all [irl name]#it just feels weird to give them names #their trait names are enough imo #edited the post a bit

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“Hey, doll,” He leaned against a wall, looking at his notes.

“Hey, Braig. What’s happening?”

“I did some experimenting with Stanley.”

“Alright. Tell me everything.”

"Alright. So, I kept things on the DL, but I think he was starting to catch on a little bit towards the end. But I'm pretty sure he just thought I was fucking with him. Anyway, I need to test it out a bit more, but it looks like he believes anything said as fact, even if it's phrased almost like a question. It can't be a full question, though. I tried it, it doesn't work."

“Alright, ” Xigbar heard faint splashing on the other end of the line. What? “ Run by me what you said.”

He opened his mouth to speak, but apparently that was just a pause, because she continued:

“Not that I think you- not that I think you tried to be mean- I don’t- but if you- not that I-” Was she always this uncertain? “ You can, like, hold onto that until later. Not in a state to handle that right now. Had some. Thoughts .”

"... Okay, doll. I have some good news, if you want that." Maybe it would help with whatever mental issue she was dealing with.

“ That’d be lovely.”

"Turns out, he's actually a pretty good shot," Xigbar hummed. "Only missed a couple times."

“ A- a good shot? Was this a shooting lesson?”

"Yeah. Didn't want to give him the gun and then not teach him how to actually shoot. Could blow his foot off or something." It was an exaggeration. The gun he'd given Stanley wasn't nearly powerful enough for that.

Silence.

"He's not gonna , obviously. I really drilled the safety parts into his head."

“No, no, I know,” She said. More water sounds. Was she in the bath? … No, he didn't want to think about that. Not the time to get distracted.

“Braig, I’ve been thinking,” She continued, “Will the gun be any- will it be any use? [name redacted] will confiscate it. It’s a- it’s a glorified teddy bear, isn’t it? A comfort, sure, but useless? He can’t kill him, or I die.” A pause, “I’d like to- I’m afraid i’m not quite as well versed with secret weapons as i’d like to be. But if possible, I’d like to give him as many as we can.”

"He's real adamant about shooting [name redacted] in the kneecaps. Who am I to take that away from him?" Xigbar shrugged. "As for secret weapons… Do you still have that amulet you took from him? Like- do you know where it is? Team Lit had an extra I swiped, so we can use that to at the very least monitor him."

“He’s very particular about jewelry. I was only ever allowed to wear the wedding ring. I’m certain he’ll take that, too.”

"Hm. Maybe there's a way we can hide it? Maybe…" He paused for a second. "Implant it in his skin somehow?" First he was trading him away like a possession, now he's suggesting cutting him open. It's a wonder Showie was still putting up with him.

“Ah! Braig ! ” He heard splashing- okay, probably in the bath- and the sound of what was probably her hand hitting her head. He heard a whooshing noise like she was shaking the phone, but that ended soon enough , “I- we can talk about that later! Ah!” some deep breaths, “It’s okay, it’s okay, keep talking. Keep talking, let’s get back to the notes. ”

"Okay… So, one thing I noticed was he seems to prioritize the easier commands first. I told him some wrong information, but presented it as a fact, and he took the time to process it before he finished shooting a bottle. The information wasn't anything bad, just something he and I both know is wrong. I told him his favorite color is orange. We all know it's actually beige, but he agreed with me anyway."

“Good to know,” She said thoughtfully, “But go ahead and set that one back to normal when you get the chance, okay? I’ve already finished the friendship bracelet, and it’s mostly beige. Speaking of, you never did give me those measurements.”

"My bad," Xigbar laughed. "I'll go hunt down a measuring tape later, okay? Promise. Anyway- Didn't mean to, but it looks like I gave him a command the other day. This one is actually pretty good, though. He checks the safety every time he puts the gun down or picks it up. He was makin' me nervous, just shoving the damn thing in his pocket like it was nothing."

A pause. Probably didn’t mean anything, it seemed Showie was the type to think before she spoke.

“And the- the safety on a gun, where is that? I’m afraid I’ve never- I mean-”

"You want me to teach you, too, doll? I can make that happen."

He heard a smile when she spoke, “I think it’s a good idea, I-” the smile went away, “I… oh, well, nevermind. Next note?”

"I told him not to fire until I gave him the okay. Waited a full minute. Just watched me stare at my wrist. I don't even have a watch."

“Well, to be fair, I’d do that too,” She said, “How can we be sure it’s actually a will issue and not just him choosing to listen?”

"I don't, but I'm going to assume it's a will thing. I phrased it like a command. Continuing- He agreed with everything I said, as long as I phrased it like some sort of fact. At one point, I made it too questiony, and it didn't affect him."

“Good to know. Can I hear your phrasing?”

"One sec. 'Didn't you say you were going to stop eating buttons?'. When I did the color one, I just tacked a 'right?' on the end of it. So there's a limit to how much of a question it can be."

“Good to-” A pause, “He eats buttons?”

"Yeah. It's fuckin' weird. I actually saw him eat one once. Just took a bite out of the red one he's got."

“... Huh,” She said, “Odd.”

A pause.

“ Did any other commands not work?”

"None so far, but I'm planning on getting some more testing in if I can." He debated on telling her the name thing. Obviously, he already knew it, but… "... I got him to say your name. Well, not say , but you know. He told me your phrasing of 'not to tell a soul', so my guess is it worked on the basis of I don't have one."

“......... You don’t?”

"No heart either, but they're almost the same thing."

Silence.

“ No?”

"Metaphorical heart. Not a physical one. I have a physical one- I wouldn't be alive otherwise. I'm a Nobody."

Silence.

“Are you insulting yourself or is that some kind of term? In the first case, I disagree. In the second case, spill.”

"It's a term." He laughed again. "Glad to know you like me, though. … I'd wink, but. Phone. Also one eye. Anyway, it just means I stayed myself after losing my heart. Only the strongest wills can do that." Subtle brag.

Silence.

“Alright, pause. I’m going to need to know what ‘losing your heart’ means.”

"Means exactly what it sounds like. It's gone. Probably a Heartless running around somewhere now. B-”

“ Braig, assume I’m an idiot here, okay? Explain anything you haven’t actively seen in the force field, alright? Assume I don’t know. What’s a heartless?”

"Little critters formed out of the darkness of people's hearts. They can also be formed when a person fully falls into darkness, or when they just straight up lose their heart. Losing your heart happens with a keyblade. Get stabbed in just the right way, and… you get the picture."

“... Did someone hurt you?”

"Huh? Oh, no, Doll. Don't worry. I chose this."

Silence.

“... I see.” She sounded a bit… put out?

"... You okay?" What did he say? How does he keep doing this?

“Of course! Um, what does it- what happens when you lose your heart? Besides becoming a Nobody. You said it is what it sounds like, but I feel like that’s only obvious to you because you know what it means.”

"You get stabbed, or in some cases, you can get it ripped out by heartless, and you pass out. When you come to, you're completely numb. No feelings. Just the memory. Then you're a Nobody. Kind of a switcheroo thing. Heartless are hearts, Nobodies are bodies. Like an Iceland/Greenland sort of thing." He purposely left out the fact that under the right conditions, hearts grow back. He was avoiding thinking about that. For no reason, of course. It's fine. Everything is fine.

“... Oh…. okay.” She sounded more put out than before, “Next note?”

"Yeah… Okay. This one was unintentional, but it still worked, so you don't need to have intent to control him for it to work. He mentioned something the Narrator had said once, and I said it was stupid. Because it was. He instantly agreed with me. Even started talking a little shit about the Narrator. Not sure if that part is fully related, though."

“Continue.”

"He brought up the video game thing again. I told him I'm still not from a video game ," it was still a bit of a sore topic, "and he finally agreed. I didn't do anything to convince him, so I'm assuming it's related to the way I said it as fact."

“ Alright. Is that all?” Her voice was… different… than it was at the beginning of the call.

"Oh- I also told him to calm down once. He got too excited about shootin’ kneecaps. He did calm down in his signs, but I should've found out how he was feeling before."

“ I see. And that’s all?” Colder, was the word for it. Didn’t sound like the same Showie that had been trying to reassure him at the beginning of the call.

"Yeah, that's about it." Xigbar paused. "Did I say something wrong?"

“No, I believe you told the truth.”

"That's…" He frowned. Okay, yeah, it's been a while since he'd talked to a woman this much, but usually he was decently good at not pushing buttons unless he wanted to. "... Are you mad at me?"

Silence.

"I thought you wanted me to figure him out-"

“ That’s not it.”

A pause.

“ I’m not mad at you.”

A pause.

“ I don’t understand.”

" ... I don't, either." He had no idea what she was upset about.

He heard a shaky breath through the phone. More water noises.

“The- give me a minute, the fucking water got warm. Hold on.”

Silence broken only by clinking and quiet swearing for about a minute.

“I fucking hate when the water gets warm, it makes me feel like his hands are on me- it’s dreadful,” She said, and he heard a door open, “ I don’t want to be here. I don’t want to be anywhere near here. This is awful.” He got the sense this is not what she was mad about.

Still, he had to say something that had a shot at clearing the air.

"That reminds me- I managed to talk to whoever runs Fuckable Old Man Battle. They're going to make a bracket that all four of us can be in. And I know that PvP is enabled in there, so to speak."

“Great,” she said, “More time around him . I- I-” He heard the sound of cloth rustling- was she getting into bed? “ Fuck! I- I’m not mad at you. I’m not.” More rustling.

"What I mean is, he'll be open to being killed. There won't be any consequences. You can shoot him in the dick all you want."

Silence.

“ Honest question.”

"What?" Scary.

“ Do I let this fester and hope it goes away or do I just say it and deal with whatever your answer is?”

"..." Xigbar took a breath. "Look, Doll, whatever it is, I'm not gonna be upset or anything. I am really bad at being mad at you."

Silence.

“ That.”

"What?"

“ What is that?” She sounded more confused and a little hurt than angry.

Oh.

It finally clicked. Goddamn, he was stupid.

"It's not- I'm not fucking with you when I say shit like that. Honest. I know I'm- it's-" Xigbar found it really hard to figure out the right words here. "I still have memories . Traces- You're only completely numb like that when it first happens, y'know? I'm not just saying shit to say it." That was probably the wrong way to say it.

Silence.

Fuck. It was definitely the wrong way to say it.

“ What do the stars look like where you’re from?”

FUCK.

"That could mean a lot of places. Daybreak Town had so many stars- It looked like the sky was just. Full of glitter. The World That Never Was had none. Just black emptiness, until Kingdom Hearts showed up."

“Have you seen the milky way? If that makes any sense?”

"Once or twice. When I went to a world that had it. It's weird to explain- They all operate on different rules. They're like pocket dimensions. Most of them even have different flows of time."

Silence.

“ Time?”

"Say a year passes for you. In certain worlds, that could be a week, a decade, even a minute. Some of them just loop forever, the same events over and over for eternity."

“I feel like that sometimes.”

A pause.

“What about forests?”

"There's tons. You should see the one in Corona – It's beautiful. Didn't get to go there much, but I did like it a lot."

“Maybe I should.”

"I could take you there someday, if you want."

Silence. Rustling of cloth.

“ When’s the furthest back you’ve been? If time flows differently? You mentioned Heracles?”

"Yeah, even talked to the guy once or twice. That's what, Ancient Greece? I've been there a few times."

This was fucking terrifying.

Did he fuck it all up? She wasn't acknowledging what he'd said. Despite the fact that she was technically asking about him, it was all so impersonal. She was clamming up, or something. Her voice was too damn calm.

“ That’s where I’m from. Different, I don’t know, different world, though.”

"Y-Yeah… You said that guy was an ass, right? This one was too naïve. Acted like a golden retriever. Hate that guy."

“The Heracles from this world, Hera drove him to madness and he murdered his wife and children.”

"... Holy shit. That's fucked up- and that's coming from the human experimentation guy." Please laugh.

“ In Greece, did you see houses? Ones with space? Or were you not in that part of town?”

"I didn't really see houses, sorry. I stayed out of towns. But the place I was by most recently, I'm pretty sure it was called… Thebes, I think."

“Which one? I know of two.”

"The one by, uh- Mount Olympus. That was right there. Sora ran up a vertical cliff, it was insane. Kid scares me sometimes."

Silence.

“ When-... no, actually. You have winter, right?”

"Yeah- The actual weather of it though depends on where you are. Just like regular places, I guess."

“... Humor me a second?”

"Winters in Daybreak Town were short, but it snowed a lot. The real fluffy, powdery stuff. When-" he cut himself off, shaking his head. "Okay- Are you okay? You're freaking me out."

“I’m admittedly still thrown from our earlier call.”

"Yeah, that's- that's to be expected. It's still better than just… dropping it on you after it was over, though. I don't know why I thought that was a good idea." None of it was a good idea, but… It's not like he had a choice.

Silence.

“You were planning on dropping it on me after it was over?”

"Less of a plan and more of just… I didn't want to tell you. I was… scared." That. Was not fun to admit.

Silence.

“ I…” a deep sigh, “ lots of conflicting signals from you today, Braig.”

Has talking to women always been this nerve wracking? Xigbar couldn't remember the last time he'd been this nervous. He'd died. Multiple times. And yet somehow that was easier than this.

"I- … I meant it when I said I care about you."

Silence.

“ Hi.”

"Uh-" Oh god what the fuck does that mean? Should he backtrack? Would that just mess things up more? What the fuck does he say??? "... Hi?"

“Hi,” She yawned. She yawned?

"Maybe you should- Maybe you should go nap or something?" Escape???? Possible escape from this conversation???? Please?????

“I’ve been in bed for the past few minutes now.”

"Y-Yeah… You sound sleepy." He needs to have an out. Go figure out what to say next time to smooth all this over. Definitely not just afraid.

“Today has been terrible,” She yawned. Then, almost as an afterthought, “I meant it when I said I’m not mad at you.”

"... Maybe not mad, but you sound upset."

Cloth rustling, “ and you sound very concerned for a Nobody.”

"That's-" Nope. No comeback. She had him there. Xigbar went silent, frowning.

“ You don’t have to really- honestly, I’m just speaking recreationally here,” She said, “ I have been for the past few minutes. I want you on the line and- I don’t know- vocalizing? That sounds weird-” yawn “ -vocalizing at me, I guess. Just. But I think i’m done with the conversation. I have been for a few minutes now. Don’t leave me, though. Just, fuck, say shit?”

"... Okay." Xigbar took a breath.

Okay, this was.. a relief. It didn't help the whole 'conflicting signals' thing she'd mentioned, but at least it was something. All that wasn't just her clamming up because she didn't like him now, or something. Not that he was worried about that. Definitely not. He didn't care.

He launched into some story about finding Demyx slacking off somewhere and blackmailing him into doing his missions for a week- Something light. Inconsequential. He needed to shake off all the concern that had been driving him. Not that he was concerned. He wasn't.

"... And then- You know where I found him the next day? Same broom closet. Dude didn't even switch up his hiding places. He's lucky it wasn't Saïx that found him, otherwise he would've had a lot worse to deal with than a few extra missions."

A yawn. “ Today’s been rough,” She muttered, “ Wish you were here, Braig.”

"... I wish I was, too." If he was, he probably wouldn't have had to make that deal. Threatening that freak would've worked in person. He could've gotten her out of there a lot sooner, too. "I will be soon."

“ I know,” She said, “ I just wish that wouldn’t, like, harbinge.”

"Maybe I can get everyone out of it. I think if I threaten [name redacted] in person, that would work. I wouldn't kill him, but I could maim him a little. Just enough to show him I mean business. Scare him into fucking off."

“ I still want to watch through the movies with you. But I- maybe they’ll be a distraction? You’ll be- once you get here, you’re staying, right?”

"Of course I am. I'm not leaving you alone in there."

She hummed. “You kept picking the left side of the bed.”

"Do- Do you want the left side?"

Cloth rustling, “ I don’t- when I- remember when I wrecked your shit?”

"I still have the bruises. I'm surprised nothing broke.”

“ Right side of the bed will do that to ya,” She muttered tiredly, “ fucked up and evil side of the bed. 1000 devils in the world and 999 of them are on the right side of the bed. And the last one is hiding under it. Right side of the bed is the leading cause of death in our nation today,,,” She trailed off.

"Doll, if you want to take the left side, you can have it." Is he allowed to laugh? He's not gonna laugh. Just to be safe. Things feel better; he didn't want to fuck it up. "Even better, we just get one that's super wide and sleep perpendicular. Instead of right and left, there's up and down."

Quiet laughter.

"Get bunk beds. I already have that camp counselor shirt, right? It'll fit." She was laughing, so might as well keep making jokes. Fix this godforsaken conversation.

“ Bunk beds defeat the purpose,” She muttered, “And it’s only the right side, anyway. I’m fine on the left. Do you have horses where you’re from? These sentences are connected.”

"Uah- Not really- Probably a good thing. Horses freak me out. Too fragile."

“ Sometimes, there exist horses that are fine if you are on one side and kick murder death death kill die one thousand deaths if you are on the other,,, It’s me i’m horses.”

"I figured as much. You definitely kick like one."

“ Pirate-ass.”

" Hey, that's surfer pirate to you, madam."

She giggled, and he heard a kind of wsh-wsh-wsh-wsh cloth type sound, like she was kicking her feet under the covers, “ Gods, never call me ‘madam’. Me and my horse kicks will find you.”

"Alright, alright, I won't. Don't need you actually breaking my nose this time. Got enough going on with my face." He laughed. "What do you want me to call you, then?"

Silence.

"Come on, you gotta have something you like." Definitely subtle. Good job, Xigbar.

“ Ummmm,” She hummed thoughtfully, “ Doll is fine, that’s fun. I guess I haven’t really thought about it. Haven’t ever had to. I… I… if you wanted to, you could use [OM2T], but not around anyone. Top secret. And no one else can use it or they die one thousand deaths. And I melt like a witch. But you could.”

"You sure? You hate that name- Why would you want me to call you something like that?"

“ You’re different. Besides, I hate [OMITTED LAYER 2] and [OMIT-2]ie. [OM2T] is nice. It’s elegant. Exclusive. And no one’s ever called me that before. You can though. Imagine I am handing you a [OM2T] license along with the license to kill i am returning.”

"'Different'... Oh." It was all he heard. He completely zoned out after that. It felt. Weird. Sure, he'd heard Stanley say it, but that was Stanley. He didn't care what that button eater thought of him. Showie, though…

Why did he care? He wasn't supposed to.

"Oh."

“ You okay Braig?”

"Y-Yeah- fine." Definitely not fine. He wasn't supposed to be feeling anything.

Was his…? No. It had never happened before, it can't be happening now. It can't.

“ You don’t sound fine,” She sounded concerned and a lot less sleepy, like he’d woken her with…

She continued, “ You sound… are you okay? If- if that was too much, I can back off-”

" Did you know…" he started. "Under the right conditions- Hearts can, uh- they can grow back?"

“Oh!” She sounded… delighted? “ I mean- oohh, are you okay?” Concerned again.

"... Nice save, doll."

“ I thought so, yeah,” She said.

"So… that's what the problem was earlier, huh?"

“ Imagine if someone had been flirting with you for the past month and then they said ‘Oh, yeah, by the way, I’m completely numb and have no emotions. You think I liked you? As if!’” She said with a not so flattering Xigbar impression.

"I don't sound like that." Yeah, that's the only problem he had with that. Sure.

“ Yeah, okay, Braig. Sure.” She sounded like she was holding something back. Maybe a laugh. Maybe another ‘as if’.

"You suck." He grinned and flopped down against the wall. "Did you really think I don't like you?"

“ You literally said yo-” a pause. “ Nevermind.” Though she didn’t sound angry.

"I told you my name. I feel like that should've been some kind of giveaway." Wait. Wait. What the fuck was he saying. This wasn't normal.

“ It was a giveaway. Then you confused me. We’re good now.”

"Skill issue."

“ Oh-! Die one thousand deaths in the spike pit, Braig, the skill issue is on you for being incapable of speaking to women.”

"Are you victim blaming me for getting keyblade stabbed?" He gasped in mock hurt. "I thought you were better than that, doll. Shame on you."

“ Skill issue on your part for not remembering when I said ‘Did someone hurt you’ and you said ‘Oh no, doll, don’t worry, I chose this.”

"I am being victim blamed right now. You're harassing me. I'm being harassed. I'm so hurt. Jail for Showie! Jail for 1000 years!"

“ Silence, goon, ” She said.

" You silence, girlboss."

He heard her chuckle.

"So, what were you saying about Demyx?"

"Oh, yeah…-"

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kaorukeehl · 2 years

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Dayclan. The Proficient and Kind. Randomly generated clan drawing challenge.

Dayclan lives in a territory of sunny hills, their camp in a slightly more flat area surrounded by some small hills, they dig their dens out of the hills and the ground with a large rock being where the leader Rookstar speaks to the clan, the leaders den is dug in a spot just behind said rock, their nests are made from grass that is put together in a kind of woven pattern, and they hunt mostly rabbits and mice though they'll also sometimes catch birds that come into their territory.

The reason that there is so few is actually because they are recovering from a pandemic. A greencough pandemic that nearly took out the entire clan. They just recently got rid of the greencough in their clan. So they're trying to remain as a strong clan despite what had just happened.

Now let us meet those that remain in Dayclan.

The leader is Rookstar. A black spotted tabby tom with short fur and hazel eyes. Rookstar is actually a transgender character. Being born a female but feeling as though being a tom is what's right for him. This actually ended up happening because as I was drawing him I kept referring to him in my head as female. So I got the idea that he would be a she-cat who is a trans tom. Rookstar is kind and tries to keep the spirits of the cats he leads up. He has six lives left after his seventh was taken by Greencough. He had caught it when he was trying to help his sick clanmates. He doesn't care that he lost a life to sickness. He was helping his clan and that's all he cared about. His other two lives that he has so far lost we're lost to a rogue battle to help save Nightpaw, who we will get to, and the other from losing too much blood trying to drive away a badger, as he ignored his wounds till he collapsed. He vows to continue to be a strong leader until he finally joins Starclan.

The deputy is Rookstars brother from a litter from their parents before Rookstars birth, named Slugtail. He was born without a tail. He is a long haired black tom with amber eyes, which I've always seen as an orange color so my first instinct to color it was orange. He is a stern and to an extent grumpy tom. He's seen plenty of battles with scars to show for it. He is strict with both warriors and apprentices. He is actually starting to grow close to retiring to the elders den. He doesn't look forward to it and is trying to stay out of the elders den for as long as possible. He has what's considered to be his final apprentice Thymepaw who will come up later. He was actually looked up to by Rookstar so when Rookstar became leader Slugtail was appointed deputy. He is seen as a cat who can manage the clan quite well despite his attitude. He does have a mate who died in the greencough pandemic. His only child is Starlingpaw who you'll meet later. He does show care for his child though is also still strict with said child. He wants Starlingpaw to be strong yet still know that he cares about the other.

The medicine cat is Sootberry with an apprentice Nightpaw who will be in the apprentice section later. She is a short haired black she-cat with hazel eyes. She was born in the same litter as Rookstar. She always knew that she'd be a medicine cat. She has a kind and gentle personality. She is seen as one of the biggest sweethearts of the clan. She works hard as a medicine cat and takes great pride in what she does. She stayed as positive as she could even during the pandemic. She was gifted the berries with leaves by her mentor who passed away before the greencough pandemic. She wears them with pride ever since as a reminder of the cat who taught her to help her clan. She does her best to teach her apprentice Nightpaw without anger, even if Nightpaw gets something wrong. She wants Nightpaw's training to be a good experience for the young cat.

The first warrior on the list is Cootblaze. A black tom with short fur, and amber eyes. He is another grumpy cat that is from the same litter as Slugtail. He is actually looking forward to when he can retire to the elders den. He's already become good friends with the last remaining elder left in that den. He likes to talk about having seen enough of the warrior life throughout his years. So as soon as he becomes of age he plans to go straight to the elders den. His attitude is grumpy in a kind of just done with life way. He does care for his family though. He has an apprentice by the name of Ashpaw who will be covered later. He does so his best to be a good mentor despite just being done with everything.

The next Warrior is Appleear. A short haired cream classic pseudo-tabby tom with copper eyes. I've never heard of a pseudo-tabby before. So after googling I went with a design inspired by an artwork I found labeled as a pseudo-tabby. He is actually the youngest warrior in the clan. He was made into a warrior a little early to help with the number of warriors left after the pandemic. He is a happy go lucky laid back warrior. He'll do his duties while not losing the way he acts. He is actually a good warrior despite being made one slightly early. He has a younger sister named Fennelpaw who will be discussed later. His father died from an attack by a fox that had been passing through, and his mother taken by the greencough pandemic. He tries to help brighten others days as much as he can. Finding some joy in it even if he only gets a small smile. He is such a new warrior though that he has no apprentice.

Next up is the warrior Willownose, the mother to Thymepaw and Ashpaw. She is a blue she-cat with short fur and amber eyes. She lost her mate to a twoleg who shot the tom as the two tried to catch the same bird, not noticing the other. She was in the nursery with their kits when it happened. She did her best to raise them as well as she could. She loves them dearly and watches with pride everyday as they work and grow to become warriors. She is sweet though reserved. Whenever shes not doing her warrior duties there's three things she could be doing. She either is visiting to help the current queens wherever she can, relaxing even grooming herself usually in a sunny spot, or she can be found checking in on her kits even during training. Her kits just mean so much to her. She has the apprentice Starlingpaw. She tries to make everyday a good day for the apprentice even if the other is cranky. She does her best to not take any mean words from anyone to heart. She prefers to try to brush the words off.

The final currently left warrior is Rowanthroat. A short haired, red spotted pseudo-tabby and amber eyes. She lost her mate to the pandemic before they could have kits. She inherited her mates apprentice Fennelpaw after her mates death. She has become depressed from losing her mate. Though she does still do her duties as a mentor the best she can. She wants for her mate to be proud of how well Fennelpaw becomes as a warrior. She is usually moping around camp during her free time. She's also distant from other clan members due to her depression. Her clan has tried to help her though so far it hasn't worked. Her mate meant too much to her and she didn't even get to have kits with him.

Starting off with apprentices is Starlingpaw. A short haired black tom with copper eyes. He is mentored to Willownose. His father being deputy Slugtail. His first ever catch was a bird so he took some feathers to put in his tail in pride. Honestly though I only added it because of the clipboard slipping causing me to draw an extra line in sharpie. I had to figure out something so I went with that. This was before the backgrounds were decided on. He is a bit grumpy and tries to be seen as strong emotionally and physically. He strives to be the best warrior the clan has ever know. Wanting to make his father proud. Though unfortunately his grumpy attitude does lead him to say some nasty things. He doesn't really care if he hurts others feelings. He prefers to be seen as strong, in the way he thinks strong is which is a bit of a bully way, than to be worrying about others feelings. He was given to Willownose in the hopes that she could help him be nicer to his clanmates.

Next up is Nightpaw the medicine cat apprentice. She is a short haired black classic tabby she-cat with copper eyes. She has a happy attitude in life despite what she had gone through as a kit. She wandered out of the camp and came across a rogue who attacked her. She was saved and managed to live through it. Her one eye is blind from the damage it took. She was apprenticed in the middle of the pandemic. And though before the incident she wanted to be a warrior, well after she was attacked she wanted nothing more than to be a medicine cat. She did visit Starclan for awhile when she was attacked as she almost died. She loved interacting with them plus was fascinated by the herbs healing abilities. So she changed her plans to become a medicine cat. She even put some leaves she found in her fur to show her dedication to it. She is kind and very helpful. She even comforted her own mother who died just after she was apprenticed. Her father lost on a border line dispute fight when she was in her mothers womb. So she never met him. She is a hard worker and prefers to try to wake up every day happy. She accepts even deaths as Starclans will. Even if she is saddened by them. She used to be friends with Thymepaw before they become apprentices, however they drifted apart after she picked to be a medicine cat. She does still treat him nicely though.

The next apprentice on the list is Thymepaw. He is mentored by Slugtail. He is a short haired blue tom with yellow eyes. He actually has a lot of self doubt and ponders his life. This is because he loved Nightpaw when they were kits. He wanted to become mates with her when they became warriors. He found out that she was going to become a medicine cat when they were made into apprentices. He knew that meant that they couldn't be mates. He was devastated and distanced himself from Nightpaw. He doubts himself wondering if his life and love actually meant anything. If he's not that great of a cat if Nightpaw would turn her back to him. He didn't even let her explain however as he just let them grow apart. His mentor tries to help him with his doubts about himself. The clan hoping Slugtail can give Thymepaw the confidence he had lost. He is a bit of a quiet cat due to his doubt. He isn't really friends with the other apprentices. He does support his sister Ashpaw, though does have preferences to be alone. Feeling like his life was snatched from him so now he isn't sure what to do. He just does his training for now while he tries to refigure out his life.

Next up is Fennelpaw the younger sister to Appleear. Also mentored by Rowanthroat. She is a cream classic pseudo-tabby she-cat with short fur and copper eyes. She is happy go lucky. She tries to find some reason to be happy each day. Even if it's a small reason. She is not as laid back as her brother though. She actually talked to Rookstar about her feelings for Ashpaw despite them both being girls. She found confidence in his encouragement and is proud to let herself be known as into girls. She tries to hang out with Ashpaw a bunch in the hopes that the other feels the same way. Though she hasn't actually told Ashpaw her feelings yet. She plans to wait until they are Warriors before she tells her friend anything. Even though she does hint at it since she likes Ashpaw so much she can hardly contain herself. She also enjoys playing with her brother who is all too happy to play with her. She is close to her sibling.

The final apprentice is Ashpaw. Sister to Thymepaw and daughter of Willownose. Mentored by Cootblaze. She is a little sassy and tends to think a little highly of herself. She works very hard to learn as much as she can on her path to becoming a warrior. She is in competition with Starlingpaw in becoming the best warrior. She does crush on Fennelpaw however is in denial of her true feelings and sexuality. She keeps trying to convince herself and others that she likes toms. Deep down inside however she is actually into girls like Fennelpaw. She lets the other hang around as her friend because a part of her wants to keep the other close. She is the nicest to her family and Fennelpaw compared to other clanmates.

The first queen on the list is Asphodeltail and her kit Shadowkit. I ended up giving her a kit because I didn't want all the queens to just be pregnant, I got the name from a random generator as the first one to pop up. Then I picked out that he'd be a brown tabby tom with black stripes and blue eyes. While Asphodeltail is a red she-cat with short fur and green eyes. Asphodeltail lost her mate who beat the greencough he caught, only to be killed when he tried to chase a plump rabbit for his mate into its tunnel that collapsed on him. She sees her mate so much in her kit that she had after he was gone. She is very loving as her kit is her last piece of her mate she has. She will love her kit no matter what. She is known to also be rather kind and her kit is her reason to continue each day. Shadowkit is still very young but he loves his mother very much. He is also very attached to her as he prefers to not separate from her.

The next queen is Crowpelt. A black she-cat with long fur and amber eyes. She lost her mate but not in that he died. Her mate left the clan to become a loner when the pandemic hit, as he decided that there'd be no clan left. She was in early stages of pregnancy and wanted her kits to be born to her clan. So she was left heartbroken as her mate left without her. She tries her best to keep going for her kits. Every night she looks to the sky praying to Starclan that her mate comes home. She doesn't actually know that her mate has moved on to become mates with a kittypet just a little ways past the border, just far enough that it isn't easy to see with the kittypets twoleg fence helping block it. She still holds hope that one day her mate will return. Even though she hasn't seen him since and he truly has no plans to return. She looks to the sky a lot because she hopes that Starclan will bring her mate back to her one day. In the meantime she waits for her kits to be born which will actually be very soon. She is due any day so she'll soon have her kits.

The last queen is Heatherwhisker. She is in the middle of her pregnancy. She is a short haired cream she-cat with gold eyes. Her mate is actually a loner but no one knows this yet. She is very much on a high horse so to speak. She thinks herself as better than any other cats in her clan. She isn't shy to show that she looks down on others. She is seen as stuckup because of it. She also always has to mention that she does believe her kits will be the best. In both looks and abilities. She holds her head high at all times. Though she isn't the brightest in the clan honestly. She can't wait for the clan to be in awe of her and her kits. She is the least popular queen and cat in the clan. But she doesn't care.

Finally the last elder left alive, his name is Blackheart. He is a curly haired black classic tabby tom with hazel eyes. When I drew him originally I forgot he had curly fur so I added some curly fur afterwards. He is actually Nightpaw's grandfather. He is rather old with the fur on the bottom of his muzzle being more grey than black. He watched the other elders die of Greencough but managed to not catch it. He enjoys relaxing and telling stories to youngsters or anyone who will listen. He isn't sure if he'll be alive to see anyone else join the elders den. He goes by day by day waiting for one day to be his last. He is usually seen as calm. Neither truly happy nor sad. He is a good cat and elder who everyday takes a step closer to joining Starclan. He's nice to his clanmates even any rude ones. He is actually respected by almost all of the clan. He'll even be turned to by Rookstar for advice.

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