#oc: fiona leask | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

megraen · 4 months

Text

I created Romance Charts for my OCs to mark the Occasion. [Original template by _mythir on Twitter]

Tagging: @miss-jennifer-cormier @glitchinginthegarden @cassietrn @voidika @ladykatie512 @katophoenix @arrthurpendragon @socially-awkward-skeleton

7 notes · View notes

megraen · 2 months

Text

CREATED BY @heyneon AND EDITED FOR CANVA BY ME. ENJOY.

4 notes · View notes

megraen · 9 months

Text

Little guy maker

Tagged by @cassietrn for this picrew

Tagging @socially-awkward-skeleton @ladykatie512 @glitchinginthegarden @miss-jennifer-cormier

Abigail Fehn (Farcry 5) I Jeanne Gardner (Jamestown)

Johanna Lynn (RDR2) I Sara Briggs (Uncharted)

Fiona Leask (The Witcher) I Dr Cassidy Ellen Frost (Walking Dead)

#oc: johanna lynn #oc: abigail fehn #oc: sara briggs #oc: jeanne gardner #oc: fiona leask #oc: cassidy frost #tag game #wip: the taste of poisonous gold #wip: ideals of the different #wip: how the knight holds me #wip: what we're hunting for #wip: correlation of survival #wip: more than a quick shot

7 notes · View notes

megraen · 2 months

Text

5 notes · View notes

megraen · 10 months

Text

Fiona Leask was in a world not of her own, misplaced into a realm full of monsters and magic, something deemed impossible. After two years of searching for a way home, she had to accept that she would never see her loved ones again, and teaming up with Jaskier may not have been her most brilliant move since coming to The Continent, nor would the events that followed.

#wip: how the knight holds me #jaskier #cahir #the witcher cahir #cahir mawr dyffryn aep ceallach #fanfiction #fan fiction #fanfic #the witcher #the witcher netflix #geralt of rivia #yennefer of vengerberg #oc: fiona leask

7 notes · View notes

megraen · 9 months

Text

Picrew Game

Tagged by @cassietrn for this picrew

Tagging: @socially-awkward-skeleton @ladykatie512 @glitchinginthegarden @miss-jennifer-cormier

Abigail Fehn (Farcry 5) I Jeanne Gardner (Jamestown)

Johanna Lynn (RDR2) I Sara Briggs (Uncharted)

Fiona Leask (The Witcher) I Dr Cassidy Ellen Frost (Walking Dead)

#oc: johanna lynn #oc: abigail fehn #oc: sara briggs #oc: jeanne gardner #oc: fiona leask #oc: cassidy frost #tag game #wip: the taste of poisonous gold #wip: ideals of the different #wip: how the knight holds me #wip: what we're hunting for #wip: correlation of survival #wip: more than a quick shot

5 notes · View notes

megraen · 5 months

Text

OTHER MEMES AND PAGES:

OCS, FACE CLAIMS AND FANDOMS:

If anyone wishes to make their own, here's the link to a template.

5 notes · View notes

megraen · 10 months

Text

PICREW TAG GAME

Got tagged by @alwayssunnyinedensgate @socially-awkward-skeleton and @voidika to do Picrew

Tagging: @ladykatie512 @miss-jennifer-cormier @cassietrn @glitchinginthegarden @arrthurpendragon

Abigail Fehn (Farcry 5) I Jeanne Gardner (Jamestown)

Johanna Lynn (Red Dead Redemption 2) I Sara Briggs (Uncharted)

And the newest addition, Fiona Leask (The Witcher)

#fanfiction #fan fiction #oc: abigail fehn #oc: jeanne gardner #oc: sara briggs #oc: johanna lynn #oc: fiona leask #tag game

6 notes · View notes

megraen · 9 months

Text

OC(s) as misunderstood women from mythology/folklore

Tagged by @cassietrn

Tagging: @socially-awkward-skeleton @miss-jennifer-cormier @ladykatie512 @glitchinginthegarden

Lady of the Lake

In Arthurian legend, the Lady of the Lake; also known as Nimue, Viviane, or Ninianne; is a medieval British sorceress. Her story varies greatly, from the mother of Lancelot to the killer of Merlin to the bestower of Excalibur upon King Arthur. In all versions, she is an enchantress of great power. You may seem innocent to some, but you can be vengeful when necessary. People don't realize that you hold great drive and resilience. You are, beneath all, kind and benevolent; but people don't want to get on your bad side as you are very protective of yourself and those you love. Above all, you do things with love and passion and don't believe in indifference. Those closest to you know you as a steady and good soul.

Morgan Le Fay

Morgan Le Fay, also known as Morgana, was a sorceress in Arthurian legend. In many legends, she is portrayed as a witch who can fly and change into shapes. Geoffrey of Monmouth’s Vita Merlini (c. 1150) named her as the ruler of Avalon, a marvelous island where King Arthur was to be healed of his wounds, and it described her as skilled in the arts of healing and of changing shape. You are extremely versatile and adaptable. Like Morgan, you may change parts of yourself to suit the current situation. You are multifaceted, but you don't always let people see your complexity because you fear judgment. You believe yourself to be a bad person, but those nearest to you find you warm, loving, and kind.

La Llorona

La Llorona ('the crying woman') from Mexican folklore is the ghost of a woman who steals children in order to drown them. She walks along the water wearing white, weeping for her son who she killed in a fit of madness. She is often described as a lost soul, doomed to wander the earth forever. There are things in your past that haunt you. You may sometimes be overcome by grief, but those who know you would describe you as resilient. You are highly emotionally expressive and introspective; the smallest things may lead you to tears. You are not bold, but you make up for it in compassion and warmth. You may make yourself too small, but this is something you can work on.

Lady of the Lake

In Arthurian legend, the Lady of the Lake; also known as Nimue, Viviane, or Ninianne; is a medieval British sorceress. Her story varies greatly, from the mother of Lancelot to the killer of Merlin to the bestower of Excalibur upon King Arthur. In all versions, she is an enchantress of great power. You may seem innocent to some, but you can be vengeful when necessary. People don't realize that you hold great drive and resilience. You are, beneath all, kind and benevolent; but people don't want to get on your bad side as you are very protective of yourself and those you love. Above all, you do things with love and passion and don't believe in indifference. Those closest to you know you as a steady and good soul.

Lilith

Lilith, from Jewish folklore, was the first wife of Adam. One story tells that Lilith refused to lay beneath Adam during sex. She believed they were created equal, both from the dust of the earth, thus she should not have to lay beneath him. After Adam disagreed, Lilith fled the Garden of Eden to gain her independence. In most manifestations of her myth, Lilith represents chaos, seduction and ungodliness. You are independent and courageous. You may be seen as bold and brash, but in reality your solitude is important to you. You don't like being tied down. You pride yourself on being honest, but this may cause hurt feelings in others. You prefer confrontation to letting things fester. Those closest to you admire your drive and your ability to speak your mind.

Lady of the Lake

In Arthurian legend, the Lady of the Lake; also known as Nimue, Viviane, or Ninianne; is a medieval British sorceress. Her story varies greatly, from the mother of Lancelot to the killer of Merlin to the bestower of Excalibur upon King Arthur. In all versions, she is an enchantress of great power. You may seem innocent to some, but you can be vengeful when necessary. People don't realize that you hold great drive and resilience. You are, beneath all, kind and benevolent; but people don't want to get on your bad side as you are very protective of yourself and those you love. Above all, you do things with love and passion and don't believe in indifference. Those closest to you know you as a steady and good soul.

#oc: johanna lynn #oc: abigail fehn #oc: sara briggs #oc: jeanne gardner #oc: fiona leask #oc: cassidy frost #tag game #wip: the taste of poisonous gold #wip: ideals of the different #wip: how the knight holds me #wip: what we're hunting for #wip: correlation of survival #wip: more than a quick shot

5 notes · View notes

megraen · 10 months

Text

Celestial Princess Meiker

Tagged by @voidika and @cassietrn for this meiker. Danke guys!

Abigail Fehn (FC5) I Sara Briggs (Uncharted) I Johanna Lynn (RDR2)

Jeanne Gardner (Jamestown) I Fiona Leask (Witcher)

#fanfiction #fan fiction #oc: abigail fehn #oc: jeanne gardner #oc: sara briggs #oc: johanna lynn #oc: fiona leask #tag game

3 notes · View notes

megraen · 9 months

Text

2 for 1 Quizzes!

Tagged by @voidika

Tagging: @socially-awkward-skeleton @miss-jennifer-cormier @ladykatie512 @glitchinginthegarden

Quiz 1: What is your OC’s true role in the story? (done in another post, so skipping)

Quiz 2: The “oh” quiz

the missed opportunity

this one comes with a pang. it is the wrinkled brow of something unpleasant sinking in. they've left to find some new adventure. or they've met someone else. and you have only just begun to understand their true importance to you. you watch them drift toward a future without you, and in that stark numbness of their absence, it hits you. Oh. oh, you want them close. you hopelessly, selfishly want them all to yourself. you'll support them no matter what, but you don't want them to want a future that doesn't involve you. you want them to read the near-invisible signs of your love and decide to take a chance on you. you never want to say that you *used* to know each other. so what are you going to do?

the first meeting

life is normal. it's scripted. it's functional. then one day, you meet them, and... Oh. you fix your posture, you're a little nervous, and it's totally possible you're just projecting -- but this could be something. and the only thing that makes this different from the hundreds of other times you had that exact same thought only to be disappointed is... this is the time that counts. things change. you were looking for someone whose very existence re-contextualized yours. which is not to say that you were incomplete, but... aren't we all? isn't that the essence of being a being who changes? and what completes us if not the love of something or someone beyond us? sure it's still new, and anything could happen from here, but there's something in your shared brain chemistry that makes it feel like good things are in motion. how exciting!

the late-night talk

Oh. you figure it out when you realize just how vulnerable they are willing to be with you. it isn't everybody who could or would stay up talking into the night with you, not with such affection or easy familiarity. it isn't everybody who is so understanding of you. it isn't everybody who could bare their soul to you in return. that kind of intimacy... it means deep foundations. it means comfort. it means trust. maybe it's a secret, maybe it's a story, maybe it's something you just never thought of before -- but they say something, late at night, and you realize all at once how remarkable they are, and how special it is to exist in the same time and space as them. "oh" indeed.

the kiss

you typically wait until the last second to believe the truth--because it would destroy you to believe it, and then find out it was a lie. you are someone who has never wanted to want, but has rarely been able to do anything else. the idea that you might have to break down your walls for the sake of someone else, someone who could easily decide they don't like what is on the other side, is harrowing. why let people get close enough to be rejected? you are enough for yourself. and you will tell yourself that every time you catch yourself staring at their mouth, smirking at their joke, finding a reason to flick their shoulder. until the kiss. that's when the flood of want, want, want bowls over you and you realize that you are torn between two ways of living. Oh, you think. because despite how complicated you have made it, the moment you kiss, somehow, things seem incredibly simple. they won't be once you start thinking again, but for now, for this moment, you live in the quiet peace of revelation. Oh.

the first meeting

life is normal. it's scripted. it's functional. then one day, you meet them, and... Oh. you fix your posture, you're a little nervous, and it's totally possible you're just projecting -- but this could be something. and the only thing that makes this different from the hundreds of other times you had that exact same thought only to be disappointed is... this is the time that counts. things change. you were looking for someone whose very existence re-contextualized yours. which is not to say that you were incomplete, but... aren't we all? isn't that the essence of being a being who changes? and what completes us if not the love of something or someone beyond us? sure it's still new, and anything could happen from here, but there's something in your shared brain chemistry that makes it feel like good things are in motion. how exciting!

the kiss

you typically wait until the last second to believe the truth--because it would destroy you to believe it, and then find out it was a lie. you are someone who has never wanted to want, but has rarely been able to do anything else. the idea that you might have to break down your walls for the sake of someone else, someone who could easily decide they don't like what is on the other side, is harrowing. why let people get close enough to be rejected? you are enough for yourself. and you will tell yourself that every time you catch yourself staring at their mouth, smirking at their joke, finding a reason to flick their shoulder. until the kiss. that's when the flood of want, want, want bowls over you and you realize that you are torn between two ways of living. Oh, you think. because despite how complicated you have made it, the moment you kiss, somehow, things seem incredibly simple. they won't be once you start thinking again, but for now, for this moment, you live in the quiet peace of revelation. Oh.

#oc: johanna lynn #oc: abigail fehn #oc: sara briggs #oc: jeanne gardner #oc: fiona leask #oc: cassidy frost #tag game #wip: the taste of poisonous gold #wip: ideals of the different #wip: how the knight holds me #wip: what we're hunting for #wip: correlation of survival #wip: more than a quick shot

3 notes · View notes

megraen · 9 months

Text

Which part of your OC's holds their soul ?

Tagged by @cassietrn

Tagging: @socially-awkward-skeleton @miss-jennifer-cormier @ladykatie512 @glitchinginthegarden

loins

an existence of visceral, carnal desire. fiery, ravenous, addictive. like a snarling wolf, you sink your gummy teeth into its flesh. a hunger to be satiated. sneaking away in the late nights, melting into bashful, ungraceful AMs. the basic need for sexuality, as well as creativity and self-worth overflows in you. at your worst, you may feel emotionally explosive, sense a lack of creativity, or become obsessed with sexual thoughts. at your best, you are vibrant, happy, positive, satisfied, compassionate, and intuitive in life. you're a golden god on this earth and you know it. you are down horrifically bad. or the hottest person on earth. those things are not mutually exclusive. may we be blessed to kiss the ground on which you tread

legs

you're always onto what's vital, what's essential, whatever's the most pivotal thing in your life. survival, stability, ambition, and self-sufficiency. you may find that others instinctively trust you to make the important decisions. at your worst, you're ungrounded. you lack ambition, you lack purpose, and you become more frustrated with life. at your best, you're the glue that holds it all together. your soul is the essence of holding the door open for as many people as possible. you are an extra umbrella in the downpour. the lighthouse guiding ships through a foggy sea. you're as dependable as anyone will ever be.

legs

you're always onto what's vital, what's essential, whatever's the most pivotal thing in your life. survival, stability, ambition, and self-sufficiency. you may find that others instinctively trust you to make the important decisions. at your worst, you're ungrounded. you lack ambition, you lack purpose, and you become more frustrated with life. at your best, you're the glue that holds it all together. your soul is the essence of holding the door open for as many people as possible. you are an extra umbrella in the downpour. the lighthouse guiding ships through a foggy sea. you're as dependable as anyone will ever be.

eyes

you'll notice yourself smiling with delight over things you once paid no attention to. streetlights on the river. smoke rising from a chimney. red roofs in the trees. my dog's eyes. deep clear water. red velvet. the moon in the clouds. a fast train rushing. concentration and awareness. liberation and intuitive knowledge. intelligence, intuition, insight, and self-knowledge. at your worst, you are non-assertive and afraid of success. on the contrary, it can make you more egoistical. at your best, you are more vibrant and confident, both spiritually and emotionally. in the absence of the fear of death, you become your own master and remain free of all attachment to material things. your intellect goes beyond that which you can obtain in the physical world. you want more. you want to know that you are beyond the mark on an astronomical level. you see-you KNOW- more than the average lazing eye. there's no way the others don't notice

legs

you're always onto what's vital, what's essential, whatever's the most pivotal thing in your life. survival, stability, ambition, and self-sufficiency. you may find that others instinctively trust you to make the important decisions. at your worst, you're ungrounded. you lack ambition, you lack purpose, and you become more frustrated with life. at your best, you're the glue that holds it all together. your soul is the essence of holding the door open for as many people as possible. you are an extra umbrella in the downpour. the lighthouse guiding ships through a foggy sea. you're as dependable as anyone will ever be.

eyes

you'll notice yourself smiling with delight over things you once paid no attention to. streetlights on the river. smoke rising from a chimney. red roofs in the trees. my dog's eyes. deep clear water. red velvet. the moon in the clouds. a fast train rushing. concentration and awareness. liberation and intuitive knowledge. intelligence, intuition, insight, and self-knowledge. at your worst, you are non-assertive and afraid of success. on the contrary, it can make you more egoistical. at your best, you are more vibrant and confident, both spiritually and emotionally. in the absence of the fear of death, you become your own master and remain free of all attachment to material things. your intellect goes beyond that which you can obtain in the physical world. you want more. you want to know that you are beyond the mark on an astronomical level. you see-you KNOW- more than the average lazing eye. there's no way the others don't notice

#oc: johanna lynn #oc: abigail fehn #oc: sara briggs #oc: jeanne gardner #oc: fiona leask #oc: cassidy frost #tag game #wip: the taste of poisonous gold #wip: ideals of the different #wip: how the knight holds me #wip: what we're hunting for #wip: correlation of survival #wip: more than a quick shot

2 notes · View notes

megraen · 10 months

Text

When Fiona Leask first awoke on The Continent, she was pulling herself from the Pontar River that boarded Redania and Temeria. Her body was fatigued, like all strength ripped from her as if she’d been running for days. At the time, she could only remember sitting a distance from Stonehenge in the English countryside of Salisbury Plains of Wiltshire County. She’d been sketching the ancient stone monument in an old leather-bound journal her father had gifted her for her twenty-first birthday just months prior. Another gift from her parents had been an all-expenses paid historical tour of the United Kingdom for her to experience and learn about her ancestors and her homeland. So when she awoke in the rapids of that river, struggling to swim and coughing up her lungs, she had assumed that she had somehow ended up in the River Avon, which ran southeast of the stone monument. With little strength, Fiona had been able to drag herself to a nearby bank, dragging her soaked body across dirt, stones and sticks. At the same time, she fought to regain her breath before finally rolling onto her back to gaze up at the sky, the midday sun looming overhead in a patch of sky opened up between a thicket of treetops.

Fiona didn’t even get a chance for her mind to process how she’d ended up in the river nor how she managed to just survived such an ordeal when an eerie sound perked her ears. A gurgly screech was like something she’d never heard before. Fiona fought through the pain that wracked her body to sit up on her elbow. But what she saw made her freeze. Her eyes widened as they landed on a trio of bloated humanoid-looking creatures. Skin blue and covered in scales and webbed hands and toes, they hunched over as their large white pupilless eyes were trained on her, moving towards her. Fiona could only lay there as they shuffled towards her like foul monsters out of a nightmare. Not even a scream could force its way out of her clenched lips. They were foul-looking monsters straight out of a nightmare or some grotesque horror movie. With shuddering breaths, Fiona’s eyes slowly closed, giving in and accepting defeat as the creatures came closer, their wet feet padding along the dirt.

There was the sound of something moving fast, its feet thudding against the riverbank as they moved. Fiona heard the swings as something cut through the air, the sickly sounds of flesh being hacked off in single blows and blood splattering the earth. She finally released the breath she’d been holding when her eyes shot open, taking in the gruesome sight before her. The hulking stranger moved with such speed and grace that it was as if he was dancing between the creatures as his silver blade sliced completely through limbs. Time seemed to move slowly as she watched it all unfold before her, her breathing beginning to return to a steady rhythm. With a final swing of his sword, the man spun, his blade flicking downwards as the last of the creature's blood gripped from the steel. He was breathing hard as his amber eyes focused on the woman lying in the dirt before him, allowing Fiona to take in his appearance. The man was dressed like someone from a Renaissance festival or the Live Action Roleplaying scene with his old worn clothes made from cotton and leather, his brown stringy hair half tied up to keep it out of his face, the right side badly scarred. He was Eskel, a Witcher of School of the Wolf, based out of Kaer Morhen.

#fan fiction #fanfiction #wip wednesday #wip: how the knight holds me #the witcher #the witcher netflix #witcher #oc: fiona leask #cahir #the witcher cahir #cahir mawr dyffryn aep ceallach #eskel #witcher eskel #jaskier #geralt of rivia

5 notes · View notes

megraen · 1 month

Note

🍕✂️🧊 for the oc asks!

Because you didn't specify an OC, you get them all.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Like any true-blue Aussie, vegemite. Hard to find after moving to Los Angeles.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Her mother leaving her father for another man when Abigail was only seven.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Cherry-flavoured lollipops. Favourite thing to snack on while doing IT stuff.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? The police showing up in the middle of the night after her father had been shot after a mugging.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Pepperoni pizza. She and Leon often relax with pizza and beer after missions.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Raccoon City incident.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Not sure she would have one. She lives off whatever she can hunt and forage.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Seeing the remains of her older brother's body when it was brought back to camp after being killed and butchered by orcs.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Tostones (plantain chips). Her mother would make them for her when she was growing up.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? When she was raped in high school.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Twizzlers. Don't bring her red vines, as they don't compare.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Her childhood, in general? Mother was a helicopter narcissist.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Chinese fast food.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Her team getting killed while under her command.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Fruit, especially berries.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Death of her father and the destruction of her house.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Any form of fast food. She enjoys the hot, greasy fast food. More unhealthily, the better.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Waking up in the future in a world totally destroyed and backwards when it comes to technology.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? No. I looked at Florence Pugh. As much as I love her, I went with Chloe Bennet.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Mahakaman Spirit. Strong dwarven alcohol.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Seeing a drowner. It was the first monster she ever saw.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? No. First was Freya Mavor before I changed to Jessica Green, who I felt was more suitable for the character design.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Fresh bread and fruit.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Death of her parents. Watching her mother slowly die of a broken heart affected her greatly.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Cake. Her mother would indulge her with solo afternoon tea parties adorn with cake and jellies.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Her father threatening to kill her mother while having his hands around her throat.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Pepperoni pizza.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Her brother trying to sell her to Vaas' pirates in exchange for his own freedom.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Yovo fruit. First Pandorian food she ever tried.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Seeing Hometree burn.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Basbousa cake. It's sticky, sweet, and full of citrus flavour, and it's been a favourite of hers since childhood.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Knowing her father was ripped apart alive by Imhotep followers.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Hanami dango.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Anything to do with her father.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Strawberry milkshake. Her uncle Jimmy would always take her out for them growing up.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Her grandmother's death. She saw just how petty and horrible her father truly was in that moment.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Red wine. Likes to drink it while reading.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Doesn't really have any. Has had a good life thanks to her adoptive parents.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? High tea with sweet cakes.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? The entire experience being trapped underground with alien vampires.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Meat. Enough said.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Death of Sabo (she was very angry with him when she realised Sabo was actually alive) and Ace.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.

🍕 - What is their favorite food? Fried chicken. She and her brother love to play with the wishbone each time their mother cooks it.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories? Doesn't really have one, but if she had to pick, the meteor shower that hit Smallville when she was a kid.

🧊 - Is their current design the first one? Yes.