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spottylightning · 5 months

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Dexter Dias-Sherwood

Introduction

Full name: Demétrio Dias-Sherwood Nickname(s): Dexter, Dex, Dexy, Dexterino, Sexy Dexy, Sherly Gender: Male (he/they) Nationality: Brazilian Place of birth: Rocinha, Rio De Janeiro, Brazil Age: Mid to late twenties Callsign: Spots Sexuality: Pansexual Occupation: Fighter aircraft Squadron: VMFA-211 "Wake Island Avengers"

General Information

Personality: Dexter is a very upbeat and excitable individual, desperate to be the centre of attention and the life of the party at all times. Wild, flamboyant, rebellious and a huge flirt, he can be a little brash at times, though he generally doesn't mean any harm by it. But for his outgoing nature, Dexter surprisingly isn't much of a natural improvisor and will become quite flustered if someone does something he doesn't expect. He's known to be a persistent troublemaker, though this has gradually lessened as he has matured. Hobbies/Interests: Soccer, yoga. Likes: Partying, dancing, causing mischief, attention, chocolate and other sweets, Lance's cooking. Dislikes: Swimming, people pointing out his height, being ignored, large bodies of water where he cannot see the ground: oceans, lakes, etc. Voice: Dexter's voice has changed quite a lot over the years, though voice cracks have always been an issue whenever he raises his voice a little too high. He also has a strong accent.

Physical Characteristics

Species: Fighter jet Model: Lockheed Martin F-35B Lightning II Eye Colour: Amber Shape/Size: Dex is certainly on the smaller side compared to most other F-35s. No one is sure exactly why his growth was stunted so significantly. Notable Features: Vitiligo on his nose and underside, becoming more solid the further back it goes. Interesting Facts: • He is bilingual, able to speak fluently in both English and Brazilian Portuguese. • He has got quite the foul mouth and generally isn't someone to think before he speaks. • Likes the colour pink, especially since it goes well with his grey livery. • Has a huge sweet tooth. He'll be your best friend if you buy him something with chocolate in it. • He is quite ticklish, particularly on his chest and stomach. • Favourite sleeping position is on his back with all three landing gear splayed out in different directions. • He is incredibly flexible compared to most other aircraft, hence why he took up yoga as a hobby.

Mental Characteristics

Strengths: Bold, enthusiastic, entertaining, friendly. Weaknesses: Sensitive, easily bored, unfocused, poor long-term planner. Fears: Dex has thalassophobia due to past traumatic events. He struggles greatly with feeling like he's worth something to someone, craving validation that he's good enough. MBTI: ESFP "Entertainer"

Relationships

Parents: • Daniel Sherwood (F-35A) • Juliana Dias (AV-8B) Siblings: None Children: • Jesse Griffiths (F/A-18C x F-35B) Friends: • Mônica Reis Relationships: • Thiago Carris - former • Emeline Ravenhall - former • Lance Griffiths - current

#disney planes #disneyplanes #art #digital art #original character #oc #planes oc #dexter dias sherwood #spottylightning art

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pokemon-ash-aus · 2 years

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What do the other Champs think of Ash in the cursed au? Mainly Lance as he's from Kanto (or Johto, I don't remember)

Alder is probably the crudest one.

Not meaning to be rude but definitely spilling out a lot of rudeness

Lance...

Lance is hard, cause he'd respect Ash as he is, as a trainer he can recognize him. Recognizing Ash has a disability isn't something he'd deny, and he'd congratulate him on paving his way in a world that's catered to able bodied people and pokemon.

But as a Kantonian, he's uneasy by the mark Ash's vitiligo makes. He's not rude or blatantly an asshole about it. But a part of him remembers those stories of humans cursed by pokemon with the marking of the pokemon

But he is very nice to Ash and tries to see past his own bias

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cypriathus · 2 days

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Here is one of my anti-hero OCs!

POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING: There are a couple of brief mentions of cannibalism. It should also be noted out that there is a brief mention of genitalia.

Khalemonszur Ibulofeja is a 6075-year-old redeemed gluttony sinner who’s transformed into a glutton demon, acting as a butler of Ozhibela and an anti-hero assassin for the Gloomy Meadowlark Syndicate (GMS). She’s an aloof and respectful person who strongly believes in the concept of stoicism, practising courage, wisdom, and justice on a daily basis. The only stoic virtue she struggles with is temperance due to her gluttonous appetite and overindulgence in human organs. She has extreme street and intellectual knowledge, and a willingness to obey the orders of individuals she views as honourable and reliable. When punishing irredeemable people and those who wrongfully provoke her wrath, she's an emotionless sadist that keeps an eerily calm look. She holds a violent disdain towards wickedness and those who abuse their position in society, and isn’t friendly to people who betray her trust. She’s taciturn, vehemently independent, passionate about her magical and medical studies, and proud of her current life. She possesses a great deal of conscientiousness and emotional intuition, and shows no fear in the utilisation of deceitful tactics to achieve her goals. It’s difficult for people to socially interact with Khalemonszur because of her treacherous and capricious nature when it comes to strangers.

As her human self, her height is 5’ 4” (162.56 cm) and her body type is an inverted triangle ectomorph with shapely legs, upper arms that carry some of her weight, prominent hips, and a castrated penis. Through alchemical experimentation, she managed to create a more feminine body with rounder breasts and a softer face. She has shimmering umber skin with pinkish stretch marks that are located on her legs, upper arms, and hips. She has acrofacial and focal vitiligo as well as permanent henna rose and lily tattoos on her hands and forearms. Khalemonszur’s eyes are a yellowish-grey, and she wears her wavy hair in a long braid that’s adorned with golden ribbons. She dons rose quartz crescent-shaped earrings and a shawl with dark purple tassels and an alternating pattern of carnelian, agate, lapis lazuli, silver, and gold beads. She wears a niqab of deep sea green, a bronze Roman lorica segmentata, chestnut rose Turkish salvar, and a pair of moose hide moccasins with beaver fur trim. She also wears a black string necklace with a large andradite magatama bead, a silver dome ring on left index finger, a light brown tunic, and an Aurelius robe of purplish-black.

She carries around a massive traveller’s backpack that contains a wide variety of souvenirs from many parts of the world. It also holds camping materials, some books, a black magic grimoire that has rotting crocodile skin, a white magic grimoire that has gold plating and pearlescent sheepskin, a few containers of alchemical substances, and surgical materials. A small selection of bottled potions, some oil lamps, and a few heads of slain beasts are tied to the backpack, giving it a menacing and sophisticated look. She has a silver calvary lance and an indestructible, triple-stringed bow with two mulberry wood quivers full of an inexhaustible number of poison-tipped arrows. The bow gives the wielder self-confidence and it’s endowed with great energy, having the strength of one hundred thousand bows. Those who try to destroy the silky strings of the bow will be incapacitated due to the blinding flash of light that it produces when such an event occurs.

As her demonic self, she’s a 14’ 9” (449.58) greenish-purple mantis with a bronze sheen and spiky, disc-shaped frills of a pale cream to gold to caramel gradient. She has an open chest cavity in the shape of an upside-down triangle, revealing an adamantine ribcage, sapphire lungs, copper veins, an amethyst heart, and jade green insides. Her mantis head has two straightened horns of bright silver, glossy pinkish-brown eyes, and spike-covered umber human arms that act as mandibles. The mantis wings are replaced with that of a violet-backed starling, and the insectoid middle legs and hindlegs are grotesquely reptilian with slender, yet sturdy toes and bronze claws.

Khalemonszur has mastery over medicine, surgery, alchemy, black and white magic, magical performances, and pranks, and induces debauchery, dishonesty, fraudulent business transactions, lying, hatred, and bodily injuries. She can summon simooms and transform into jackals, ostriches, hyenas, wild dogs, goats, dust devils, fiery tornadoes, and gluttonous beasts. She became immortal after consuming the philosopher’s stone in a powder form and possesses absolute knowledge on psychology and all of human history. Her precognition doesn’t allow her to view future events clearly as she’s only given parts of them and are told in a cryptic manner. She’s an enhanced level lightning bruiser that can turn invisible, levitate light and heavy objects, and mimic smoke and plasma. She can grant wishes based on a person’s true intentions and deepest desires, understand all human languages, and seal evil individuals in oil lamps. She’s capable of suppressing her bodily and spiritual pain, and using sand dunes and ruined buildings to teleport across the multiverse. In Khalemonszur’s demonic form, she has enhanced agility, balance, bite, dexterity, leap, and senses, predator instincts, and the ability to reduce or increase her size.

FAMILY:

Nihmuzotawe Ayrenophius (lover)

ALIASES/NICKNAMES:

Khalemonus (by most people)

Graceful Madame (by Abednogius)

Miss Ibulofeja (by Ozhibela)

Khalebo (by Piraszomen and Thusablopi)

Lady In Genie’s Cloth (by Galephominus)

Crusher of Futile Souls (by Admokyrenius)

Habibat albi (“my beloved heart” in Arabic) (by Nihmuzotawe)

Ya sanadi (“my backbone” in Arabic) (by Nihmuzotawe)

Amoori (“moon” in Arabic) (by Nihmuzotawe)

My loneliest aspiration (by Izensporudha)

The Stygian Vivisectionist (by Ziemowuta and Dobunega)

An alchemist’s transexual horror (by the Dobhavulen siblings)

FUN FACTS/EXTRA INFORMATION:

She’s transgender

As an Æylphitus, the different parts of his name have special meanings: Khalemonszur means “covenant of recompense or peace in chains” and Ibulofeja means “father of health”.

She initially died near the fall of Mesopotamia and was sent to the Circle of Overconsumption in Nifjazroghetus due to her cannibalistic nature. Surprisingly enough, she wasn’t fazed by the punishments that gluttons like herself received, so the nobles and royalty decided to redeem her. They didn’t see the point in wasting time on her, so they made her one of the Lorvaztekiphus and allowed her to go back to the surface.

She assassinates amoral supernatural beings and political leaders

She smells like burnt sulphur to those she intends to kill

Her lips are laced with a burning poison

She rarely seals evil individuals in her oil lamps as she finds more enjoyment in killing them

Shtoparvuzke gives her the mortals and Æylphitus he killed, so she can experiment on them and play around with their bodily boundaries.

Despite being a polytheist, she never talks about her religious beliefs as it serves no point in her anti-hero work and studies on alchemy and medical practices.

Besides being an alchemist, she’s one of the cunning folk as she likes to use her black and white magic skills to entertain people.

Ozhibela is one of her closest friends

She’s in possession of a bismuth hair comb that’s tipped with golden rosettes, which was an unexpected gift from Nihmuzotawe.

Her secret bodily weakness or physical Achilles’ heel is her right hand

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bitter-sweet-coffee · 2 months

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Could you make a brief description of your main/favourite OCs or other important things, I have a bad memory and am confused 👉🏻👈🏻

HELLO! hi hi hi uh. hellow sienna :3 yes of course. i will choose a VERY MINIMAL AMOUNT OF OCS just the ones i’m always ranting about. ALSO I KNOW YOU SAID BRIEF BUT. I AM VERY BAD AT THAT SO HERE’S WHATEVER THIS IS:

1. GEMMA. (Gemma the ??? technically)

Gemma is a green… bird. We do not know what kind of bird she is. She’s Bean’s mom and she runs the criminal underworld of hybrid mobians, trafficking, and mobian puppy mills. She’s not particularly mean or violent though, the joke being that she’s also omnipotent and can break the fourth wall, just with the dark twist that she’s always known everything ever and knows she’s an OC and that I’m even talking about her right now, hence why doing the immoral shit that she does is not ultimately a bad thing since no one she hurts is real. ALSO, she’s based off of Gemma Teller-Morrow from Sons of Anarchy so if you ever draw her, try to make her look like a bird version or Katey Segal :)

2. BRANDO. (Brando the Hawk lol)

Jet’s Dad. Looks like Jet but if he was an alcoholic who somehow manages a receding hairline. Hansu once drew him with a monocle and top hat as a joke but I found it so hilarious we might just keep it. He sounds like James Lance (actor) if his voice was more broken and growly and mumbly, and if he was human he’d have Lance’s hair as well. (He misses his wife, Sienna)

3. ADAM!!! (Adam the Albatross)

Adam is Storm’s dad and he looks like him but instead of being round and fluffy strong, he’s abtastically ripped. You see how I draw mobians you know what’s up LOL. anyways, he was a teen dad and did a really good job, and he works at Prison Island. Well, he did, now it’s blown up, so he works at the inland prison instead. He’s a bit of a manchild and his girlfriend is Jewel’s mom Opal (hehe Lea’s OC) because he sorta has a milf problem. He’s like if Jesse Pinkman was an adult instead of an oversized teenager, yet is still quite childish (in a cute way! he eats dino nuggets for dinner). Think “drawing Storm but for a thirsttrap” and you’ve nailed him

4, CAREY AND DARLA!!! (Carey the Jackdaw & Darla the Swallow)

You really think I’m gonna just include one??? These are Wave’s parents and I’m in love with their designs. Carey is a jackdaw with vitiligo which means he gets patches of white feathers in certain places due to black pigment being a recessive genetic trait due to the Salem trials (long story, you asked for the short version lol). He dyes his front feathers red to be like Party Poison from Danger Days, and often wears a pair of working denim jeans that are kinda stained with oil and paint but that makes them look cooler. He’s Eggman level smart and super witty, but extremely humble and only wants to use his knowledge to help other people. It’s a jackdaw thing. He loves shiny stuff (read: he loves machinery) and also adores his wife. Such a wife guy but in the genuinely good and wholesome way. SPEAKING OF, DARLA IS A BUBBLEGUM PUNK TO ME! She was part of all the mobian riots in the 80’s and operated an illegal shelter for homeless youth via her massive roller rink that’s dead centre in her city that she refuses to sell for luxury condos or parking lots. That is HER block of land and she’s not moving it, so she helps keep kids (especially mobian youth who are disproportionately affected) off the street. She loves wearing full denim and is an array of blue colours. Also, despite her husband being super fucking tall, she’s also pretty tall for a lady! Very round too though, like a feathery ball, very cute and round and pudgy I love her.

I actually have acceptable fanart of these two on hand because Infifi drew them once so here’s that:

#bsc ocs #gemma the ???#brando the hawk #adam the albatross #carey the jackdaw #darla the swallow

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the-holy-grohl · 18 days

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RAH OC TIME !!!!

THIS IS YOUR ONLY WARNING. THIS WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR TRIGUN + TRIGUN MAXIMUM. ALSO SUICIDE IS MENTIONED.

ok so just a very fair warning, Midvalley's backstory IS NOT CANON. I had to make a lot of stuff up for his backstory because you only know one thing about it!!. Also I will block people who say bad stuff about my OC :3

Name: Lance von Trum

Age: 26

Gender: Agender

Pronouns: he/him

Sexuality: Aromantic and Asexual

single/taken: dating Midvalley (Ship name is

JazzBand)

Weapons: A trumpet that has similar uses as Midvalley's sax, it can kill people with a single note but it cannot reflect bullets. It can, however, redirect bullets/weapons to attack the opponent(s). His trumpet is named Darla.

Dead or Alive: dead, he died with Midvalley (by legatos command). He is buried next to midvalley in a similar way (with his instrument on top of his grave)

Friends: Midvalley, Hoppered and Zazie

Height: 5'6

jewelry: a necklace he got from Midvalley and a nose ring on the right side of his nose.

Clothing: he wears a black turtleneck with a red vest on top, Black pants and black knee high boots with a golden buckle on them.

Likes: Jazz music, Spending time with Midvalley, napping, cats and reading when he has the chance.

Dislikes: Legato, His job and annoying people.

His job: He was in the same jazz band that also acted as hired assassins as Midvalley before joining knives. He joined Knives with Midvalley because they had no choice in the matter after Knives killed the rest of their band. He despises Legato and wants him dead.

Extra info: He doesn't sweat! which is why he's able to wear what he does. He's also got really good hearing and can hear from far away.

He has vitiligo bc i think it's pretty

He and Midvalley have a very sweet relationship because I like to think Midvalley is a dude who would treat someone right.

Abilities: Circling back to his trumpet, His trumpet can shatter eardrums and kill people if he so desires(similarly to Midvalley as the two have known each other since they were kids and they trained together) He can make bullets and other weapons avoid him by making them go back to their sender. He also carries a pistol on him at all times but unlike midvalley, he doesn't have a gun built into his trumpet.

Backstory: Lance and Midvalley grew up in the same village. Lance was an orphan and lived in an orphanage. Midvalley just had his mom growing up. When the two were 9 and 10, they met for the first time. Lance was working for someone and covered in dirt and sweat. Midvalley was with his mom shopping. Lance bumped into Midvalley’s mom while not looking and spilled the product he was carrying. Midvalley's mom yelled at Lance for a few minutes before sticking up her nose and dragging Midvalley away. Midvalley later went to the market to find Lance and apologize for his mom's behavior.

Lance and Midvalley started meeting up and hanging out more often. The two became friends quickly and shared a lot in common like their love for jazz music and their shared love for cats. When the two were 12 and 13, Midvalley's mom had found out they were friends and forced them to stop being friends. She hated the fact Midvalley was being seen with an orphan, especially because Lance was always dirty and grimy. The two saw each other in secret from then on and had people deliver coded messages the two made.

When the two were 14 and 15, they started to train together. Midvalley was in classes to use guns because he had asked his mom if he could. He would then use his knowledge and train Lance. When they were 16 and 17, the two ran away together. Midvalley’s mom had found out they were still secretly friends and meeting up so she banned the two from seeing each other once again. The two exchanged notes in code again and started making plans to run away.

They walked through the desert and during that walk the two finally figured out they had feelings for each other and decided to date. When they stopped in a town one day, They met up with an old man selling instruments for cheap prices. They had found a saxophone for Midvalley and a trumpet for Lance and paid for them. The two then learned to play the instruments with the help of the old man.

Once the two were good with their instruments, They started going around and playing in bars to get money. One day they were approached by a dude wearing a suit. He asked if they wanted to join a jazz band that was also a group of hired assassins who needed a saxophone and wouldn't mind a trumpet. They agreed when they heard the amount of money they could get per job.

They joined Knives very reluctantly after Knives killed the rest of their band members. The two joined Knives and started killing the people Legato told them to. Midvalley slowly climbed his way through the ranks and that meant Lance did as they were a duo. Legato appointed Midvalley as his lutendett and the two were given the task of killing other members.

(Manga death)

When Midvalley died by Legato’s command, Lance lost it and tried to secretly kill him only to be murdered by Legato's own hands.

(Anime death)

Once Midvalley died by the explosion of his own horn, Lance looked Vash directly in the eye, Pulled out his pistol he carried just in case and killed himself by shooting himself in the head. He did not wish to live without Midvalley at his side.

The two were buried next to each other and buried next toHoppered by Vash and Wolfwood with their horns on their graves. Vash didn't know that they were together but Wolfwood did so Wolfwood suggested they be buried together but Vash didn't think that would make sense and thought Wolfwood just didn't want to dig three graves.

#trigun #midvalley the hornfreak #trigun stampede #trigun maximum #SPOILERS #oc x canon

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hoperays-song · 1 year

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Sing Characters in Human AU Explained: PT 1 The Teens

Ta-Da! Here's a version of my lovely character sheets for the teens (+ alfonso) in my continuation fic! These are all headcanons obviously, I just thought y'all would like to see their information before the fic comes out. I hope y'all enjoy! - <3 Gooseless

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Nooshy

Legal Name: Noemie Victoria Peart

Common Name: Nooshy Peart

Nicknames: Noosh, Shy

Pronouns: They/She

Age: 20

Birthday: November 13, 2002

Sexuality: Lesbian

Gender Identity: Genderfluid

Height: 5'6.7"

Ethnicity: Welsh Canadian American

Languages Spoken: Welsh, English

Diagnosis: Autism, ADHD

Hair Color: Black roots with the rest dyed silver

Eye Color: Brown

Scars/Tattoos/Piercings/Markings: Vitiligo, faint freckles, four piercings per ear, nose piercing

Family Members: Bio older brother (William), Bio younger sister (Isla), Bio younger brother (Owen)

Habits/Stims: swaying back and forth or in figure eight shapes, bounces on toes

Romantic Partners: Ash (very barely hinted at eventually)

Notes:

is basically Johnny's adopted sibling

loves teasing the other teens

calls her older brother once a week since he moved back to Canada with their siblings

was homeless for two years before the events of Sing 2

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Ash

Legal Name: Ashlen Gabriella Batalla-Moon

Common Name: Ash Batalla

Nicknames: Ashy, A

Pronouns: She/They

Age: 18-19

Birthday: February 27, 2003

Sexuality: Bisexual

Gender Identity: Demigirl

Height: 5'5"

Ethnicity: Guatemalan American

Languages Spoken: Spanish, English, ASL

Diagnosis: Autism, PTSD

Hair Color: Dark brown with dyed blonde streaks

Eye Color: Blue

Scars/Tattoos/Piercings/Markings: Six piercings per ear, nose piercing, identical tattoos on upper arms, tattoo on ribs, tattoo on back, tattoo behind left ear, tattoo on right wrist, tattoo on right ankle.

Family Members: Adoptive dad (Buster), Adoptive stepdad (Eddie), Foster younger sister (Porsha), Honorary mom (Rosita).

Habits/Stims: Tapping her fingers in a rhythm

Romantic Partners: Nooshy (very barely hinted at eventually)

Notes:

legally changed her name seven months after Sing 1, when they were legally adopted by Buster

has a pet turtle named Taquito

has several phobias (lilapsophobia, ophidiophobia, aquaphobia)

her PTSD was due both to Lance and the theatre flood

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Porsha

Legal Name: Porsha Rose Dominque Camilla Crystal

Common Name: Porsha Moon

Nicknames: Porshe

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 19

Birthday: August 19, 2003

Sexuality: Pansexual

Gender Identity: Questioning/Unlabled

Height: 5'9.2"

Ethnicity: White American

Languages Spoken: English

Diagnosis: ADHD

Hair Color: Platinum blonde dyed bluish silver

Eye Color: Brown

Scars/Tattoos/Piercings/Markings: one piercing per ear, single freckle on right cheek

Family Members: Foster dad (Buster), Foster stepdad (Eddie), Foster sister (Ash).

Habits/Stims: clapping or flapping her hands, bouncing on her toes

Romantic Partners: none

Notes:

publicly disowned her dad after the Sing 2 performance and now goes by her foster dads' last name

currently stepped down as heir of Crystal Entertainment to focus on the show

barely sees her mom and stepdad

hates quiet spaces

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Ryan

Legal Name: Ryan Oliver Biāo Willis

Common Name: Ryan Willis

Nicknames: Ry, Toast, Biāo

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: 18

Birthday: September 24, 2003

Sexuality: Gay

Gender Identity: Cisgender

Height: 5'10"

Ethnicity: Chinese American

Languages Spoken: Cantonese, ASL, Haitian Creole, English

Diagnosis: ADHD, OCD, PTSD, Anxiety, Eating Disorder

Hair Color: Orangish red

Eye Color: Green

Scars/Tattoos/Piercings/Markings: Freckles, tongue piercing, two piercings per ear, small scars from falling backstage in Sing 2 on knees.

Family Members: Bio mom (Lila), Stepmom (Ellie), Half younger sisters (Amy, Bella).

Habits/Stims: fiddling with his jewelry, rubbing his arms, skin picking

Romantic Partners: Johnny (not officially yet, this is a slow burn)

Notes:

really close to his family, especially his sisters, since he wasn't able to really see them for years

started his own dance troupe with other former students of Klaus

going to an online university getting a degree in dance, english literature, and gender studies (he's currently a freshman)

has several phobias (astraphobia, claustrophobia, phasmophobia, sociophobia)

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Johnny

Legal Name: Johnathan Demarcus Taylor

Common Name: Johnny Taylor

Nicknames: Johns, Jahnu, John-Song, Jay

Pronouns: He/They

Age: 17-18

Birthday: January 24, 2004

Sexuality: Gay

Gender Identity: Demiboy

Height: 5'8.5"

Ethnicity: British Indian

Languages Spoken: Hindi, English, ASL

Diagnosis: Autism, Depression, Panic Disorder, PTSD

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Golden Brown

Scars/Tattoos/Piercings/Markings: Four piercings per ear, lip piercing, eyebrow piercing, tattoo on left wrist, tattoo over heart, tattoo across back, tattoo on right wrist, small scar on right hand from an engine, small scar on left cheek from falling glass during a heist, a few small scars on left forearm.

Family Members: Bio dad (Marcus), Honorary uncles (Stan and Barry).

Habits/Stims: Tugging on his sleeves, chewing on his bottom lip, tapping his fingers like playing the piano

Romantic Partners: Ryan (not officially yet, this is a slow burn)

Notes:

his bio mum died when he was 6, only a few months before they met his uncles, and is utterly babied by the rest of his family due to their worry of him

attends family and personal therapy virtually during the run of the show and calls his dad everyday

moved to the US at age 10 rather unwillingly

has several phobias (coulrophobia, melissophobia, nosocomephobia, trypanophobia)

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Alfonso

Legal Name: Alfonso Francis Romano-Hassan

Common Name: Alfonso Romano-Hassan

Nicknames: Al, Ice Cream Man

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: 18

Birthday: April 3, 2004

Sexuality: Straight

Gender Identity: Cisgender

Height: 6'2"

Ethnicity: Italian Jordanian

Languages Spoken: Italian, Arabic, English

Diagnosis: OCD

Hair Color: Dark brown

Eye Color: Dark green

Scars/Tattoos/Piercings/Markings: Dimples, pierced upper ears, scar on upper left arm from some machinery falling when he was opening the truck.

Family Members: Bio Mom (Ghazal), Bio Dad (Tommaso), Bio older brother (Omar), Bio younger sister (Zara)

Habits/Stims: Saying the word "wow"

Romantic Partners: Meena

Notes:

opened the ice cream truck when he was 14 for a school project

is the middle sibling

calls Meena everyday

is afraid of the dark

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Meena

Legal Name: Minha Farrah Amari

Common Name: Meena Amari

Nicknames: Meens

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 16-17

Birthday: May 18, 2005

Sexuality: Bisexual

Gender Identity: Trans Woman

Height: 6'

Ethnicity: Pankistani American

Languages Spoken: Arabic, English, ASL

Diagnosis: Anxiety, PTSD

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Dark blue

Scars/Tattoos/Piercings/Markings: Faint freckles

Family Members: Bio Mom (Aamanee), Maternal grandpa (Wildan), Maternal grandma (Tahiyat)

Habits/Stims: Picking at her nails

Romantic Partners: Alfonso

Notes:

wears a hijab and eats halal

has multiple phobias (agoraphobia, claustrophobia, glossophobia, sociophobia)

developed PTSD after the theatre flood

is completing her senior year of high school online to continue working on the show.

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leonardosfm · 2 years

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【 𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ! 】

been having many thoughts about my child. i did a little section for tidbits in his intro but i decided to add onto it because no thoughts just the red ear slider turtle boy.

added inspo figured out. more to come most likely but this is what i’ve got so far ! dick grayson ( dc ) , kendall knight ( big time rush ) , lance mcclain ( voltron: legendary defender ) , sokka ( avatar the last airbender ) , peter parker ( spiderman comics )

> PREVIOUS HEADCANONS.

he gave himself his middle name. leo likes space and space media. he felt naming himself after jim kirk would be a cool move.

he has vitiligo around his eyes in the same pattern red-eared slider turtles do. would be in the same place the red is here.

he is gay !! but he doesn’t know it yet … it’s a little self discovery journey he’ll have here in elias.

he doesn’t know when his actual birthday is. splinter just assigned them random days.

he does have medical trauma from his days of being experimented on. he just blocks it out really well. the fact that he’s the medic of the gang is ironic. he can help others with ease but the moment someone tries to help him in that sense or he’s taken to a doctors office he freaks out.

the turtle transformation is painful so now leo will only transform if he absolutely has to … or if he needs to win a dance competition or something because he’ll do whatever it takes to win.

he loves glam rock. if he could have background music when he fights rock you like a hurricane would be playing thank you !!

> NEW HEADCANONS.

thunderstorm enthusiasts.

has heterochromia ( blue and brown ) from mutations. when in turtle form his eyes turn blue. in turtle form his red slider marking are in fact red and not pigmentations. this translates to lorena as well.

theatre kid. ( derogatory ). will take karaoke night very seriously and can sing very well. ( x )

as a kid he was afraid of donnie’s softshell getting seriously injured, so he started researching how to heal softshell injuries along the way he decided to learn more medical stuff just in case.

banned from asking splinter questions about their origins after leo asked an innocent question that revealed splinter didn’t actually know how old they were.

speaking of his actual birthday is august 14th. leo is indeed a leo.

cannot do math for the life of him.

got scolded a lot more than the others as a kid; it’s why he’s so hard on himself and doesn’t take criticism lightly.

has really great taste in men visually but literally always misses the glaring red flags.

has an extremely flirty personality but when speaking to someone he actually finds attractive my man has no game. cannot pull whatsoever. his brothers are better at flirting at he hates it thanks !

called people ‘babe’ ironically at first, but now he can’t stop.

he sunbathes and tries to convince the others to come with him

ate a frog for $5 once. purposely freaked mikey out with it.

he likes nonverbal communication a lot and prefers it when he’s in a mood

when it gets super cold he and donnie bundle up for what donnie calls “The Brumation Period” and leo calls “The Super Nap” and they just sleep on the couch together for like three straight days

once asked mikey to doodle on him when they were younger and kept his favorite drawing in his pocket once he found out what a tattoo was and plans to get it .. you know when he’s a real person in the eyes of big brother.

would never admit it but watching horror movies gives him nightmares sometimes and he has to hang in raphs room when he can’t sleep. whenever he can’t sleep you can find him in raph’s room tbh. he feels safer in there because he knows raph will keep him safe.

leo has a little bag filled with medical supplies. takes his role as the group’s medic seriously.

insomnia due to mutation complications. his slider sleeping requirement and human sleeping requirements did not mesh too well.

fluent in spanish and has spanish nicknames / pet names for literally everyone.

tw. child experimentation: he and donnie are ‘twins’, loving dubbed the disaster twins. when they were being experimented on the two shared a cage. experiencing the trauma they did together left them ridiculously co-dependant. one is never seen without the other. it might be a problem but it’s a problem they don’t want to address.

has a small fear of heights after he got dropped from a roof. he almost died and didn’t realize he was in actual danger until raph yelled at him.

listens to 2000s pop RELIGIOUSLY. britney spears, katy perry, rihanna, kesha, miley cyrus, etc, etc, etc.

big fan of magic. he’s tried to impress his brothers by showing them a few magic tricks. he actually works very hard so they’ll think he’s cool.

he’s a biter. he bites people affectionately, not hard but just a little chomp. he didn’t a lot when he was younger now not as much. maybe when he’s feeling really affectionate.

does not believe in ghosts. will listen to his brother’s ramblings ( if they believe ) but always reminds them that ghosts aren’t real.

he’s the fastest of his siblings. he’s mastered keeping his movements light and quick. he might not have the fastest reaction time out of all his siblings but he’s the first one to catch a baseball if you threw one a the group. leo might not be able to deliver hard hits like his brothers can, but he makes up for it by using his speed, portals and a plan to get the upper hand in a fight.

he’s not a hard hitter so much as he manipulates objects to hit hard for him, usually with the help of his portals.

he can easily adapt in a fight. he may not expect the unexpected but he can work with it and play it off thanks to his confidence. he can be so caught up in himself and his goals to win. whatever he’s doing that he ends up with tunnel vision in the middle of a battle.

leo has a win at all costs attitude when fighting. he will do whatever it takes to come out the other side with bragging rights, whether he’s earned those rights or not.

humor is his coping mechanism. he used to make the others laugh when they were younger and being experimented on to try to cheer them up or distract them. if he’s laughing whatever's happening can’t be that bad or it won’t feel as real if he doesn’t acknowledge it. so he refuses to take situations seriously. leo also jokes to overcompensate for his insecurities, a fear of being average, and his perfectionism. knowing that helps you see that he does the same thing while fighting.

great strategist. he might not always be the one that makes a plan but he’s usually the one to bring ideas into action.

he can be just as intelligent as donnie but he’s street smart instead of book smart.

he feels like he’s nothing without his brothers because of that, he sometimes shows off as much as possible in a fight in order to earn glory and praise that could separate him from any other fighter.

he doesn’t think he’s a good leader and does everything in his power to prove to his brothers that he isn’t a good leader. lot of self sabotage in hope raph will be leader again.

very self-sacrificing. is willing to put himself in danger for the safety and well being of others. it’s not that he wants to die but leo’s very careless with his life. if he dies he dies. it goes back into leo thinking he needs his brothers more than they need him so he’s willing to throw himself into the line of fire if it means they get a chance at survival. he feels most people in his life don’t need him as much as he needs them. he took the whole it’s not about me thing a little too literally

he never screams whenever he wakes up from a nightmare, so it’s difficult for someone to tell he’s even having one. before he wakes up, he just curls into himself, clutches his blankets close, and wakes up sweaty and shaking. even after awhile they never fully go away.

in the future he loses his right arm while saving donnie. ( let’s give it up for the self-sacrificing baby !! ) once donnie was done being pissed at leo for almost dying ( let’s be honest they were all upset with him ), his brother joked it was karma for when donnie saved leo from shredder during the fight that sent them to elias. leo yelled at him for at least an hour saying he got to keep his arm.

took literal months to convince him to go to therapy because ‘what if the healthy coping mechanisms make me lose my swag’ after a while he talks to his therapist like they’re his best friend. strolls in like he owns the place sunglasses and all.

harbors a lot of resentment towards his younger self. it fucks him up on the daily when lorena acts exactly like how he did when she was his age. he has to constantly remind himself that they’re two different people and lorena is not him, well, not fully. she’s her own person and deserves to be.

when it came to saving aerwyn, leo was absolutely ready to take her in because he saw himself in her in that moment. had splinter not taken in him and his brothers, leo knows they would have been used for evil. their lives would have been worse than what they were already given which was pretty damn rough. the thought of the little girl falling into that kind of trap solidified her being adopted.

he becomes the leo we know from most other iterations, the mature traditional leader, in the future. he’s a little stricter in the future but mostly when it comes to training the next generation of hamatos. honestly the tired old man who’s a father / uncle figure to too many kids. if you’re wondering yeah, master leonardo has gray hairs and he does indeed dye it. refuses to gray first he’s too hot for this.

#* . 　 ✦ . ˚ musings ˗ˏˋ does this place have smoke detectors because you’re on fire big daddy! ˎˊ˗#teetle brain rot

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hilaomart · 1 year

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Hi I am NOT dead believe it or not have some new ref sheets and illustrations <3

[Image 1: A reference sheet for a man named Lance Dalton. He is a 5’8 young adult with pale skin and white-dyed hair with brown roots showing. He wears a blue striped sweater and a blue scarf and is standing up straight with a smug expression. His inventory holds a journal, a pair of gloves, a Swiss army knife, and a large pair of scissors.

Image 2: A reference sheet for a man named Cornelius “Corn” Muffin. He’s a 5’10 adult with tan skin with small patches of vitiligo. He has short curly blond hair tied up in a bun, is wearing glasses, and has small amounts of scruffy facial hair. He wears a t-shirt with a sun decal under a brown jacket and an orange scarf. He’s standing awkwardly, waving at the camera with a nervous smile. His inventory holds a brown backpack, a roll of bandages, a pack of playing cards, and a frying pan.

Image 3: A reference sheet for a man named Felix Sepia. He is a 5’4 adult with pale, freckled skin and long, curly orange hair tied back in a ponytail. He has glasses and scruffy facial hair. He wears a green sweater. He’s standing somewhat nervously with one hand on his neck. His inventory holds a satchel with various pins, a brown scarf, a mallet, and a handheld professional camera.

Image 4: A digital illustration of a man from his knees up. He’s a pale man with brown hair tied up in a bun and the sides of his head shaved. He has patchy facial hair and heavy eye bags. He wears a denim jacket that appears to be blowing in wind. His clothes are blood-smeared and he clutches a bloody knife. Half of his face is badly burnt, relatively fresh with visible blisters. He’s wiping blood off his face and grinning madly at the viewer. He is outlined in red on a black background with large blood splatters.

Image 5: A chest-up digital illustration of a young tan man in a brown labcoat and gray turtleneck. He has messy, shoulder-length brown hair with two colored stripes, one lime green and one lavender. One of his hands is black with purple vein-like markings. He is cupping his face and grinning smugly at the camera. Red and blue smoke is coming out of his mouth and trailing around him. The background is tan with a large lime green stripe. /END ID]

#tw blood #blood tw #scopohobia tw #artists on tumblr #art #csp #digital art #original art #ocs #original character #minecraft oc #clip studio paint #apocalypse oc #character reference #character ref sheet

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OC bio - Philibert Bernardino

{•}~FULL NAME~{•} - {}Basic Information{}

Name/First name: Philibert

Second name: None

Last name: Bernardino

Nicknames or Alias: Philly (Rapunzel), Brave soul (Cassandra and Adira), Bright child/kid (Eugene and Lance), Dear (Queen Arianna) and Filbert (Hector)

Age: 19

Age Appearance: 17

Sexuality: Bisexual

Born sex/Sex at birth: Boy

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/him

Date: 12th of April

Zodiac: Taurus

Species: Human

{}Personality{}

Likes: Playing music, affording or burrowing books, art and spring or winter.

Dislikes: Getting bothered by someone or something, being bullied, mocking over his condition and thunderstorms.

Positive/Neutral personality traits: Brave, forgiving, open-minded, empathetic, curious, enthusiastic and fair.

Negative personality traits: Embarrassed, indecisive, impatience and stubborn.

Hobbies: Dancing, music and reading books.

Overall personality: He is shown to be brave, forgiving, open-minded, empathetic, curious, enthusiastic and fair. But is also shown to be embarrassed, indecisive, impatience and stubborn.

{}Appearance{}

Hair colour: Dark Brown

Hair length: Short

Skin colour: Brown skin with milky white patches or vitiligo skin

Eye colour: Dark teal

Height: 5'9 (Season 1), 5'11 (season 2) and 5'12 (Season 3)

Weight: 50

Scars or freckles?: None

Glasses or contacts?: None

Tattoos?: None

Birthmarks?: None

Piercings?: None

{}Life{}

Place of birth: Distant away from Corona

Present home: Corona

Work/Occupation: Bookkeeper

Backstory

|(Philibert was the son of a hardworking father and a caring mother. Growing up, the boy spent most of his days observing his father and helping him in the mill. He learned the inner workings of the mill and developed a deep appreciation for the hard labour that went into producing flour for the villagers. His mother taught him to be kind and generous, often sharing the blessings from their mill with those in need. Two older brothers who protected him. Despite his vitiligo condition, his parents and siblings cherished him no matter what. His brothers, Hartwin and Gerald were pretty much protective of him and would even start fights if someone dared to touch Philibert in a way that made him uncomfortable, yet the two were doing this for his safety.)|

{}Family/Friends{}

Father(S): Osmond (Alive)

Information: He and his father are shown to have a healthy relationship with one another, as Philibert spent most of his days just observing his father and helping him in the mil. As he views him and reconsiders him as his "hero" by the long shot, his father is a hardworking miller and Philibert won't help but be happy for Osmond and his accomplishments.

Mother(S): Evangelista (Alive)

Information: She taught him to be kind and generous, often sharing the blessings from their mill with those in need.

Brother(S): Hartwin and Gerald (Alive)

Information: The two were pretty much protective of him and would even start fights if someone dared to touch their brother in a way that made him uncomfortable, yet the two were doing this for his safety.

Sister(S): Quiteria (Alive)

Information: Philibert and his sister are somewhat distant from one another as they barely interact and see each other, the only time they do is when Quiteria and Philibert are with their parents and siblings.

Pet(S): Jack

Information: He is Philibert's pet dog who was gifted by his father as a birthday.

Friends: Rapunzel, Eugene, Cassandra, Varian, Kiera, Catalina, Marcellus and Lance

Information: She is a good friend of Philibert, he and the princess will often interact with each other. His first time knowing about her was when the kingdom placed missing posters about Rapunzel, he knew she was the lost princess of the town. But when he met her, he began to interact with her quite often and soon became her friend by a long shot.

Eugene: Philibert met Eugene when he saw him with Rapunzel, at first. He wasn't sure that Rapunzel was dating Eugene, and he knew him when he also saw the wanted posters of him being called "Flynn Rider" so he didn't trust Eugene before Rapunzel told him that "Eugene is not the same person cuz he saved her from Mother Gothel" which made him kinda trust him from hearing her words about it.

Cassandra: He often meets her in and out of the castle, blizzard, during Varian’s villain arc or on the road trip even during her villainy. Which that case, Marcellus knew Cassandra before as he grew to like her.

Varian: He and Varian often meet each other either in Corona or Old Corona, the two are shown to interact quite often and even every time but he is the only one who stays with Varian during his villain arc. And even visited him during the dungeon and saw him with the separatists of Saporia and the redemption arc of Varian.

Kiera and Catalina: He knew Corona had become a victim of a crime spree. The royal guards struggle to find and capture the criminal responsible, having ex-thieves Eugene and Lance step in and use their expertise to do so themselves. After successfully apprehending the two criminals responsible, Eugene and Lance present them before King Frederic and the Captain of the Guard. Both are shocked to see that the criminals are two children and contemplate how to punish them as they cannot imprison them. The king comes up with the idea to have Eugene and Lance take the two under their wings, and help them reform to become upstanding citizens. The girls are named Angry and Red shortly thereafter, and though Red quickly grows fond of Lance, Angry is resistant in trusting either, especially Eugene. Desperate, Eugene takes the girls to meet Rapunzel, believing she'll be able to change the two for the better, as he believes she did for him. Red quickly warms up to Rapunzel, even speaking for the first time. Though Angry silently rebukes Red's decision to let her guard down, she, too, slowly starts to enjoy the time spent with Rapunzel and her chameleon, Pascal. That night, Eugene and Angry have a serious talk about why being a thief is wrong. Angry starts to explain the situation between herself and Red that they don’t want to steal, they are just trying to run away from someone, but falls asleep before she can mention the Baron. After Eugene leaves, Angry wakes and gazes through the bedroom window into the cityscape. As she does so peacefully, she spots a familiar shadow creeping through the streets and returns inside fearfully.

Marcellus: He knew Marcellus when he met him with Varian, he kinda of felt bad for him and how much trauma he endured. He was hoping one day he could talk with him but at the same time, he is glad that he was adopted by Quirin and is friends with Rapunzel, Eugene, Cassandra and Lance.

Lance: Similar to Eugene, he wasn't too trusting of Lance cuz of his kleptomaniac personality and criminal status and being friends with Eugene who was a criminal but he regained his trust during Varian's villain arc.

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Treat your family like friends and your friends like family.

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Credit: Mush and ⛤ʟօst ɖʀɛaʍɛʀ⛤ on Amino

#tangled #tangled the series #rapunzel's tangled adventure #tts #rta #gacha life #lunime #gacha life 2 #tts oc #rta oc #original character #fan character #philibert bernardino #vitiligo #bisexuality #bisexual #lgbt #lgbtqia #queer

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balanmlpfurryandmore-confessions · 8 months

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#balan wonderworld

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mimi-croissant · 3 years

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A few sketches I’ll probably never finish jdjdjxe, they’re fine

#my art #voltron #klance #lance mcclain #keith kogane #the owl house #luz noceda #voltron arcade au #art kidz au #luz as a witch #wif da pointy ears #i never finished the one with keith painting cuz i didn’t like how he looked #doodles #sketches #i still love the voltron arcade one #it’s my fave from the line up #also lance and keith have vitiligo in the top one #i have more #do you want to see more

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4kadhd · 5 years

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Au where everything is the same except I’m writing vo/tron and ke/th has a birthmark thanks for coming to my ted talk you’re not allowed to boo here because I’m right.

sha//ies and co don’t interact! (like, rb, or reply!!!)

#safeklance.#safekeith #safelance #afroasian keith #vitiligo lance #for the anon that sent in that ask about missing these boys #keith's thinking about smooching lance's lip since it has the perfect target on it #ur welcome

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marskiiii · 6 years

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I really love this AU <3

#vitiligo #langst #vld lance #lance mcclain #voltron lance #lance #au’s #au's #aus #vitiligo!Lance #solstice art

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imashayne · 5 years

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Of Clouds in the Night Sky

Just a short quick Klance thing I wrote up the other night when I should have been working on bang fics XD This idea hit me and wouldn’t leave me alone, I had to get it out. It’s rough and I plan on doing more with it later, but for now I’m really happy with how it turned out lol

“That’s a wrap!” Coran clapped his hands, voice reaching the entire stage crew, including Lance where he stood up on the bridge. Beneath him the dancers broke their poses, chests heaving and sweat glistening beneath the lights as rehearsal ended. From his vantage he could see the handful of journalists from the school newspaper gather up their things as well.

To his left one of the other spotlights went out, and Lance followed suit. He breathed a small sigh of relief as the air around him cooled without the heat of the 500 watt bulbs. As he made his way over to the lift, gantry shifting with each step, Hunk and Pidge joined him.

“-I can’t believe the university doesn’t replace any of this old ass equipment-” Pidge huffed, folding her arms as they descended. Lance rolled his eyes, this conversation again. He liked working with the old spotlights, after all it was the closest he’d ever get to them he figured.

“We should bring it up to this century ourselves.” Hunk stated in a matter of fact manner, glancing down at Lance as he fanned himself, burnt orange shirt dark with sweat, “how do you not die of heat stroke next to those lamps in that sweater?”

Ignoring how his own clothes stuck to him Lance grabbed the collar of his signature green jacket and tugged it. “Are you kidding? I’m so cool it radiates from me.” Pidge snorted as the lift jarred to a halt.

When they reached the bottom he waved the two of them off, “I’ll catch up with you guys later!”

He began to cleanup, putting props away and hanging up the haphazard pile of discarded costumes. Taking his sweet time.

“Thank you my boy, always such a help. Once you’ve finished, lock up.” After Coran handed him the keys he left. Lance scanned the deserted backstage area, dashed to the left wing of the stage and glanced out into the seats.

Finally alone.

In the quiet Lance could almost pretend, as he stepped out onto the stage from behind the heavy red curtain, that it was the hush before a ballet began. On poised limbs Lance settled in the middle of the darkened stage. He slipped his jacket off in one motion that shifted like fluid into the next and the next.

Lance began to hum as he danced, arms arching and swooping, legs spinning him before he leapt into the air.

It was the almost imperceptible sound of a camera clicking, shutter closing to capture a moment, and the flash, lighting up the empty audience seats, that broke Lance’s concentration. What should have been a perfect landing ended with him falling, knees skidding across the glossed wooden floor.

But he ignored the pain, head snapping around to find who was there, pounding of his heart the only sound he could hear.

Lance didn’t have to look hard, from the wings a kid with pitch hair that looked as if it was in need of a trim rushed towards him, a look of concern on his features. It wasn’t until he was closer that Lance recognized him. Kevin or Keegan or something like that. They’d had a few of their general classes together. A pretty boy who’d never given Lance the time of day.

He held out his hand, “are you al-”

“What are you doing here?” Lance snapped, face flushed as he knocked the offered hand away and stood on his own. He couldn’t meet the other’s gaze, hyper aware of how bare his arms were. Blue eyes flashed back and forth, trying to find where he’d dropped his sweater. There! Center stage.

“Not that I owe you an explanation but I’m taking pictures for the article.” He spoke as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Lance tried not to lung for his jacket as he snatched it up, breathing a bit easier as he jammed his arms into the sleeves.

“Why did you take a picture of me?”

Smart guy didn’t have an answer for that one, by the way his mouth slammed shut.

“Well I don’t really care why, but you better delete it.”

The other scoffed. “Fuck no, you’re not my boss.”

“Yeah, and you didn’t ask to take my picture!”

Lance grabbed for the camera, but the other dodged away. Though he looked torn. Lance tried not to think about how cute he was as he bit his lip.

“Tell you what Lance-” That stopped him up short, this guy…. This super cute popular guy remembered him? “This picture will go away if you stop by my place.”

“Wha-no? Why?”

It was the other guy’s turn to blush, but he didn’t answer Lance’s question. “You know the Gama Zeta house?” Lance could only nod. “Meet me there, Saturday, 10 am.” He turned and started out of the theater, and was halfway down the middle aisle when Lance fell out of shock.

“Hey wait what about the picture?”

“I’ll delete it when you show up!”

***

Lance’s alarm went off, but his eyes were already wide open. All night, no, all week he’d been wondering why in the hell that guy asked him over. After what he’d seen that afternoon…

His thoughts ran wild as he brushed his teeth. What even possessed the guy to ask? The nerve. His own jittered in anticipation as he blended the foundation across his cheeks. He donned his jacket to cover his arms and headed out the door.

Anxiety was like electricity through his veins as he walked the campus.

By the time he reached the fraternity he felt lightheaded. It didn’t help that as he knocked on the door he held his breath. A tall guy answered and Lance’s eyes widened as he looked up at the handsome man.

“I’m uh… I’m here for…” Lance realized he never got a name.

“Oh yeah Keith said you’d be coming by for him. His room is up the stairs, second door on the right.

Lance followed the directions, but his fist hovered, hesitating to knock. The door opened regardless.

“Hey Shiro have you- Oh hey Lance you’re early.”

Lance could feel the warmth in his cheeks, “yeah uh…”

“Come in,” Keith stepped aside and as Lance entered he tried not to be too impressed with the mullet’s setup.

“What do you want.”

“Wow okay, no pleasantries.” Keith crossed his arms, “I want you to model for me.”

Lance was speechless, something rarely seen. Not that Keith would know.

“Can I take that silence as a yes?” Keith asked, mouth turned up at the corner. Lance sputtered, turning his gaze away from that adorable expression.

“Why in the hell would I say yes to that? I told you I wanted the one picture you took of me deleted.”

Keith pulled in a deep slow breath, running his fingers back through his hair and hell if Lance didn’t want to do the same thing.

“I’ve wanted to ask you since that class with Iverson-”

“Wait, you’ve wanted a picture of me for that long?” Lance wasn’t quite following.

“Yes-No! I mean…. I’ve wanted to ask you out. It wasn’t till I saw how fucking, Lance just breathtaking you were when you were dancing that I wanted to take your photo.”

For the second time that day, Lance was speechless. He wanted to call Keith a liar. To look around for the others who might be in on this prank.

The hopeful look that shone upon Keith’s features darkened with each second that passed.

But Lance had no idea how to reply, he searched for words, but the only ones that came to mind were “lets get this over with.” Before; “wait wait! I mean…. I don’t understand, like, at all. How you could be into me, and even less so about the, wanting a picture of me front but…. But sure to the date… and the photos…. So like, lets get this over with.” These sentiments rushed out of him before he could organize them.

“Slow down.” Keith chuckled, placing his hands on Lance’s shoulders. Keith began to slip the jacket down the other’s tensed shoulders. Though a part of him wished too, Lance didn’t stop him. It wasn’t until Keith’s hands slipped beneath Lance’s shirt that he did anything at all.

“Uh, what are you doing?” They were so close that Lance could feel the other’s breath hot against his lips.

“Getting you ready for the shoot.”

“Here I thought I was already-” His heart stuttered as the shirt lifted over his head, leaving him the barest he’d ever been around another, “ready.”

“Not for what I have planned.” Keith stated, tracing a part of lighter flesh upon Lance’s torso, hopping to the next pigmented discoloration, and the next, as if connecting stars to make a constellation. Until he reached Lance’s neck, pausing at his pulse, feeling how swift his heart beat.

“Make up?” Keith murmured.

Lance swallowed and nodded.

“It’s uh… it’s called vitiligo…” Lance answered, though Keith hadn’t asked. “It’s a skin condition….”

Keith nodded, taking a step back, leaving Lance feeling even more vulnerable than before.

“Go wash your face and take the rest of your clothes off.” He gestured towards his bathroom.

“No way!” Lance squeaked, covering his chest.

One eyebrow raised and a crooked smile graced Keith’s face. “Would you like my help again?”

The door slamming was his only answer as Lance stormed to the room Keith had pointed out.

When the door opened next Keith barely glanced up as he fiddled with his camera. Lance cleared his throat, unsure of what to do now.

“You can go and sit on my bed, I’ll pose you in a sec…”

Lance glanced between Keith and the neatly made bed.

“You sure do think you’re a smooth fucker huh?” Lance’s voice was tight, and he tried to will himself to calm.

“Yeah but only when I’m really into someone.” He shot a smirk up at Lance, eyebrow raising, “you’re gonna have to take the towel off.”

“I bet you say that to all t-the p-pretty…” his voice stuttered to a halt as Keith took all of him in.

“You’re beautiful.” He stood and pulled Lance’s hand out of the death grip it held on the towel. As the terry cloth fell Lance imagined how Keith’s lips would feel beneath his own. What would happen if, instead of sitting on the bed, Keith moving his limbs into a suggestive air, he grabbed the other boy and tumbled them both onto the blankets.

But then he tried not to think of that, because god forbid he have a damn boner while Keith was taking pictures of him.

“Take a deep breath Lance, hold that position for as long as you can.” He was on his knees, one hand between his legs, hiding his stiffening member, and one splayed back. He had no idea what sort of expression he was making, nor what he should be. But Keith didn’t say anything else as he stepped back, camera clicking away, each time from a different angle.

“Now hang your leg off the bed, but keep the other up and bent beneath you…” Keith walked around the bed, “straighten up, arch your back a bit…” click, “move your left hand to your hip…”click, “now to your shoulder.” Click.

Keith was behind Lance. “look back at me…perfect.” The last word was but a breath. Silence reigned and Lance grew sore with stiffness.

“Oh you can totally move now.”

He almost fell off the bed as he turned to find Keith sitting at his desk, camera already hooked up to his computer.

“Can I see?”

“Not yet, you can leave if you want but-“ Keith’s smile was bright as he looked at Lance again, before his eyes flicked back towards his screen, “I’d enjoy the company.”

Lance blinked before the flush that had never dissipated flared up. He nodded, though Keith wasn’t looking. “Yeah I’ll stay.” He got dressed, touching his face as he exited the bathroom. Of course he’d forgotten his makeup at home. The thought of leaving without any hiding his complexion had the anxiety that flirting had buried resurface. He needed a distraction. But talking with Keith seemed out of the question, he was so focused. Instead Lance began to wander the room. Everything was so tidy, each item had a place, from the boring physics books to the wicked looking knife. It all was a puzzle, like the boy himself.

Being as impatient as he was Lance quickly exhausted every diversion. With a sigh he fell onto the bed, satisfied that the covers mussed. He groaned, rolling onto his stomach, feet kicking up behind him.

Keith’s head fell back. “OMG Lance.”

“I’m bored! Are you done?”

“Ya know I said you could leave.”

“And you said you wanted company!” Lance was standing and didn’t remember doing so.

“Yeah before I knew you’d just be complaining the whole time.”

“I haven’t said a word! But okay whatever, I just wanted to see… I’m going.” Lance stomped over to the door, but a hand closed over his wrist and Keith spun him, leading him to the desk as he sat down he pulled Lance into his lap. Hushing his protests with a kiss. Lightning crackled down through his system but before he could deepen the exchange Keith was already pulling away.

“The edits aren’t done, but…” Keith turned the chair so that they could both look at the screen. What he saw stole Lance’s breath away.

Keith had changed the lighting of the photo to look like evening. But it wasn’t like nighttime around Lance, he’d made Lance the night. He had somehow made the lighter areas of pigmentation on Lance’s skin appear as clouds drifting through the sky. There was one across his right eye, and upon his hip. The one encompassing his shoulder looked as if it were being shaped by his own hand. The freckles that peppered his cheeks and back were brightened to look like stars and the blue of his eyes looked like deep pools.

“Woah.” He murmured, “Keith…. This is amazing.”

“You’re amazing Lance.”

“No way I don’t look like this!”

Keith’s arms tightened around him, “That’s how I see you.”

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