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higanbana-writer · 1 year

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Hidden Gaze

Prompt: Soulmate AU where one of your eyes is the same color as your soulmate’s. Pairing: Kyōjurō x Gn!Upper Moon!Reader Part: 1, 2, 3 (coming soon)

“Congratulations on your healthy baby boy!”

The midwife beamed as she placed the crying newborn into Ruka’s waiting arms. She gently cradled her son and despite being clearly exhausted from having just given birth, her eyes shone brightly with pure, unadulterated love and joy as she gazed down at him. Shinjurō, whom had been kneeling by her side during the entire ordeal, now softly wrapped an arm around his wife’s shoulders.

“He’s ours...” He murmured, looking at their son with a mixture of pride and awe.

Ruka smiled, leaning down to place a light kiss on her firstborn’s forehead. “Welcome to the world, Kyōjurō.”

Perhaps her actions helped to calm him, as his crying began to subside. His eyes, which had been squinted shut up until that point, began to open.

It should have been another heartwarming occasion for the parents to witness their son’s first look at the world, but what Ruka and Shinjuro saw when his eyes fully opened sent chills down their spines.

Now, it was obvious to anybody who looked at Kyōjurō that, even as a baby, he completely resembled his father. He had a head full of bright yellow hair and forked black eyebrows that even slanted downwards, just like Shinjurō's. So naturally, his eyes would be just like his father’s, right?

It was. Well, sort of. His right eye was a brilliant gold and red, as it should be. His left eye, on the other hand… The iris was a vibrant hue of [color], which, in itself would have been no problem since something called heterochromia existed. No, the problem lay in the fact that the kanji for Upper Moon was etched into that eye.

The warm, loving atmosphere that once filled the room had all but vanished now as Ruka and Shinjurō stared down at their son in horror. Noticing the change in the air, the midwife stopped whatever she had been doing and began heading over to them in concern. “Is something wrong?” She asked, hands reaching out to take the infant.

Shinjurō immediately blocked her, turning his shaken gaze onto her now. “Please leave the room.” It was a simple request, but his tone left no room for argument.

The midwife hesitated for a long moment before slowly nodding. “Very well. I shall be right outside if you need me.”

He watched her leave, making sure she properly shut the door behind her before instantly focusing back on his wife and child.

“His soulmate-“ Ruka stopped, unable to bring herself to finish her sentence.

“…I know.” His grip on her shoulder tightened as he stared into his child’s mismatched eyes. “He’ll have to hide that eye until he meets them.”

Fate must have been playing a cruel trick on them. A baby, born into a family of Flame Hashiras and destined to become a Flame Hashira himself in the future, having an Upper Moon demon as a soulmate. Shinjurō could only imagine the kinds of accusations that would be thrown at Kyōjurō if anybody saw his eye.

Traitor. Demon spy. A fake Hashira.

And as horrible as this was, they both knew; there was nothing they could do to change their son’s soulmate bond.

A single tear rolled down Ruka’s cheek as she felt for her son, knowing the hardships that lay ahead of him. Not only would he have to hide his eye from his peers, but he would also have to one day face his soulmate, a creature that was supposed to humanity’s sworn enemy and someone he was meant to kill.

Shinjurō pressed his face into his wife’s hair, unable to bear looking at their child any longer. “Everything will be alright.” He whispered in reassurance, though it instead sounded as if he were trying to convince himself.

Kyōjurō, blissfully unaware of his parents’ distress, let out a soft coo as he snuggled up against Ruka.

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Seven centuries.

You had been alive for over seven centuries. That was a long time to stay alive for. And during all those years, not once had there ever been an indication that you had a soulmate somewhere out in the vast world. So why was it that after a whole seven centuries, your soulmate suddenly popped into existence??

It had been like any normal night for you: eating people, hunting down demon slayers, and looking for any clues about the blue spider lily. It’d been completely normal up until the point when you happened to catch a glimpse of your reflection and saw that your left eye had become a completely different color. No, we’re not talking about the ‘getting a bit red because your eyes are strained’ kind of different color. It went from being [color] to suddenly being two shades of red and gold.

But the most important thing was, your eye no longer had the Upper Moon kanji in them. The very thing that had been bestowed upon you by Muzan was now gone.

You panicked. You knew what had happened and spent the entire week trying to think of ways to regain your left eye back. Nothing you tried work, obviously.

Why now? Why had your soulmate decided to show up after seven centuries?? You had been perfectly content working under Muzan as an Upper Moon before they decided to be born. Well, if there was one thing you were grateful for, it’d be the fact that you still had your other eye which showed your rank. Better to be known as Rank Three, rather than to be just as a Upper Moon.

You absolutely dreaded the next time you would have to face Muzan. This rarely happened to a demon, but the last time it did – and that demon happened to be a Lower Moon – Muzan killed them. Maybe he had been in a bad mood or maybe he simply didn’t like the concept of soulmates. Well, whatever the reason was, you just prayed that the same fate wouldn’t befall you.

Thankfully, when Muzan finally saw you with your ‘new’ eye, he didn’t behead you. Yay for that! He simply gave it a disdainful look before addressing other matters. Somehow though, that disdain of his bothered you a lot more than the thought of getting killed.

After all, you were Upper Moon Three for a reason. You were powerful and dutifully carried out everything he asked of you. When you did well, he praised you. So naturally, you did your best to always meet his expectations and more. For him to show contempt towards you for something you couldn’t even control was simply unbearable. You wanted to be praised again. You had to please your master.

Following that incident, you tried your best to track down your soulmate. Once the two of you met, both of your eyes would go back to the way they originally looked. Then, you’d kill them for putting you through such a thing. You prided yourself in being a demon and demons didn’t need soulmates. Demons were perfect creatures all on their own.

Yet, even after two decades had passed, you hadn’t been able to find your soulmate. But over the course of the years, you’d learn to grow fond of your soulmate’s eye. At first, it had been a source of shame for you. An Upper Moon without their proper title? Preposterous! However, the more you had looked at it, the more you began to realize how beautiful it was. The vivid gold that wrapped around the red reminded you of a flame. A warm and inviting flame.

At some point, you realized that you’d actually begun to look forward to meeting your soulmate. What were they like? Perhaps they’d be cheerful and affectionate. Or perhaps they would be more on the mellow side. Well, whatever they were like, you were certain that they couldn’t be anybody bad. After all, such a gentle looking eye could only belong to somebody with a noble soul – somebody unlike you, whom had killed a countless number of people to get to where you were now.

Did your soulmate wonder about you, too? Did they like your eye, or were they repulsed by it? Were they even aware of the meaning behind the kanji etched into them?

You let out a despondent sigh, only to look up at your surrounds with a start. Oh, you’d gotten so absorbed in your thoughts that you failed to notice where you were going. Heaving another sigh, this time one of annoyance, you glanced at the buildings around you.

Having taken on your human form, you were currently in the heart of a bustling city, looking for somebody to prey on. However, it was taking you longer than usual as you were feeling rather picky tonight.

Maybe you would try another street – see if there was someone suitable there. Weaving through the crowd of people, you made your way to the edge of the street and towards an alleyway, planning to take a shortcut through it. But before you could enter the alley, a flash of orange caught your attention from the corner of your eye. You turned to look and saw a man with hair the color of fire walking past. Under the white and yellow haori he wore, you were able to catch a glimpse of a Demon Slayer uniform.

He was clearly a demon slayer, so why did you feel the need to stop him before he disappeared into the crowd? You hadn’t been in a fighting mood when the night began and certainly weren’t right now. But something about him seemed to be calling to you, begging you to reach out before it was too late.

So that’s exactly what you did. Before you had any time to process what you were doing, you had grabbed onto the back of his haori.

“Wait!” The words left your lips in a desperate plea.

The man stiffened upon hearing your voice and when he turned around, his hand was on the hilt of his katana. Except, you didn’t see it. All you saw was his eye and those exact same colors you’d seen numerous times in your own reflection. His left eye was covered by an eyepatch, but you knew exactly what was hidden behind it.

As you looked at him, warmth spread throughout you and suddenly it was like the piece to your heart that you didn’t even know had been missing, had been fitted in at last. From the way he stared back at you with widened eyes, hand dropping away from his weapon, you could tell he felt it too. And in that moment, it felt like it was just the two of you there, the busy street fading out into nothing more than a dull buzz.

You didn't know how long the two of you were standing there and gazing at each other, but you were the first to break out of your stupor. Though you weren’t sure how to feel about him being a demon slayer, the one thing you were sure about was that you no longer held the desire to kill him. Instead, you wanted to get to know him, to bond with him, to fall in love, and to spend eternity with him.

Tentatively, you smiled at him.

“Hi there, soulmate.”

#sorry akaza #your spot got taken lol #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku #kyojuro #rengoku x reader #kyojuro x reader #rengoku kyojuro x reader #soulmate au #gender neutral reader

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 5 months

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RoR Toddler/Child Reader Masterlist

Hungry Toddler Reader

Summoned Child Reader

Being Confessed to in Front of them

Halloween Heroes

Halloween Heroes Part 2

Nightmare Protectors

Single Dads

School Parent's Night

Helping with Homework

Kidnapping Attempt

Saving a Kitty

Family Essay

Lost Soul Child Reader

Peter Pan is my Friend, right?

Quiet but Smart

Quiet but Smart 2

Hungry Baby Reader

Kidnapped (P!Yandere)

To the Dentist

Nightmare Sleepovers

Papa Hercules (yandere)

Yandere Adam and Eve

No Cheating Allowed!

Macarena Lessons

Papa Jack

Icky Vegetables

Nightmare Rescues

Perfect the way you are

I Want to Marry Daddy

Say no to Bullying

My Mommy!

Y/N Origin Story

An Average Day in Y/N's Life

Shapeshifter Toddler

Twin Trouble

Daddy's in Trouble

Witch Child Reader

Father's Day

Number 1 Father!

Paper Flowers

Hammock Cuddle Buddies

Pudge

Rainbow Unicorns

Learning to Feel Safe

Mispronunciations

Big Boobies!

To Lose Everything

To Lose Everything- Alternate Ending

To Lose Everything- Alternate Happy Ending

The Littlest Sister

A New Familiar

Silent Child

Silent Child Part 2

Hide and Seek Champ!

Loki's Little Sister

A Father's Comfort

Doll Like Reader

Y/N's Favorite (Eve x child reader)

Thor's Little Princess

Pretend Married

Hey, Macarena!

Swimming Lessons

Dirt Bike Regrets

Mr. Noodle

Christmas Joy!

Heterochromia Beauty

First Words

Girl Dads

Snails

Death by Cuteness!

Death by Cuteness part 2

Death by Cuteness 3- Gods Edition

Affectionate Reader

Twin Tricks and Trouble

Allergic Reaction

Sensitive Tummy

Quintuplets

Family Apprehension

Baby Scares

Christmas and New Years

Daddy's Spa Day

Daddy's Spa Day Part 2

Angry Baby Reader

Bullies and Protectors (Kindergarten AU)

Sick (Kindergarten AU)

School Play (Kindergarten AU)

Disney's Hercules

A 'Normal' Human

Lost and Found Papa (Poseidon)

Scary Girl Dad

Easter Dangers

Little Defenses

Extroverted Child

Naked Faces

#masterlist

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jackiepackiee · 3 months

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hello! welcome being a new writer here <33 i would like to request chuuya x f!reader in which they met when they were 15 and she was his first love. after a while apart they finally meet again like omgg eyes shining

Hello love! Ugh I love Chuuya

Chuuya X fem! Reader

Old Flame

Warnings - nope

Type - fluff

CHUUYA HAS HETEROCHROMIA I REST MY CASE

Love. The kind of joy that a kid gets when he discovers candy for the first time. That’s how Chuuya felt with you, but you were even sweeter.

Never once had romance crossed his mind, not until he met you. After the sheep’s betrayal, his loyalty had been took by places that used it. The Port Mafia. He had never particularly liked his job, but he tolerated it. Then this girl walked by his office and he liked his job a whole lot more.

For a short while he ignored you, being a shy teenage boy. Hell, he was standoffish as is, how the hell can he talk to his crush?! But he (somehow) managed to speak with you. Little did he know you harbored the same feelings of butterflies in your stomach every time he let out a cute smile.

“It’s you, thank god. I can’t handle a single other person at the moment. Oh, come inside.” He led her inside his apartment, taking her straight to his bed to lie down just as he had been.

“Who else would be knocking on your door Chuu?~” He wrapped his arms around her with a certain possessiveness. He eyes looked into her, she spoke again.

“I could look at your eyes all day. Brown and blue, blue and brown. So, so perfect.” He was shocked, obviously blushing but internally shifted. How could someone give so much love?

Her hands ran through his hair. “Long day?”

“Not anymore.”

All was perfect, until you left. The reasons were secret, and Chuuya knew that. What he didn’t know was when you were coming back. So years later when he sees you in a jewelry store from the window, he’s shaken.

Chuuya couldn’t dream, but if he could this is what he imagined it to be like. Seeing what he missed most right infront of his eyes. The eyes you’d always compliment with that honey smooth tone.

He was so taken aback that his body froze. The same feeling of butterflies came back that he always had when holding your hand so long ago. He had never loved another in your time apart, he swore it.

The patter if rain on his umbrella didn’t stir him, nor did the mumblings of passersby. Only you.

He waited for you to exit the shop. Wanting to be a gentlemen and not rush you.

“…Chuuya?!?” She looked at him, shocked. Still under the awning of the store, the light made her glow just as she did in his memories. He was a moth, driven to his old flame.

“It’s me?” He dropped his umbrella, raining soaking the hair you’d always pet and stroke when he was stressed.

She ran to him, and he opened his arms. A kiss, the kiss that had been missing for years. A lifetime of the grieve in love put into the action. Raining soaking the two, but they didn’t care.

She looked into his eyes before speaking the same words she spoke so long ago.

“So, so perfect.”

#chuuya nakahara x reader #chuuya x reader #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara #chuuya #bsd x female reader #bsd fanfic #bsd x reader #15 chuuya #15!chuuya

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colourstreakgryffin · 7 months

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HII !! Could you write some headcanons with academy au!Obanai where reader is his favourite student because they are all quiet and don't ask dumb questions and while the lesson is going on reader raises their hand and suggests that Obanai teaches the students how to cook meth , as joke of course ? I'd love to see the utter dissapointment in him. (Reader is gender neutral) gender neutral) :D

Thank you if you end up doing it ! ☆☆

Right? We’re gonna do something silly! I like this idea a lot, especially with Obanai like ommmgg~! Thank you for this interesting idea, my dear!

Iguro Obanai- Sombre Joke

Chemistry class at Kimetsu Academy is always considered one of the two worst subjects, alongside Maths. No student dared to talk back to the man in charge of the room and if any breathing being got a single point grade below the passing, Obanai would deal out cruel punishment for wasting his time and effort. He wasn’t nice, he was harsh and he wasn’t against experiencing his disappointment in many ways

However, he is still a human with emotions and even he had himself a favourite student, in which he was openly favouritistic towards. You, a quiet but kind young person that never disturbed him as he taught nor made up ridiculous ‘jokes’ to say outloud as if his rules don’t exist. Obanai was tired of his students’ nonsense, so you’re that breath of fresh air he just needs to get through the school day

He likes you so much, he talks to you about his courting of Kanroji Mitsuri and he happily buys you lunch for helping him with dinner ideas and present ideas

The class went by in a slow, mundane pattern as Obanai switched inbetween reading the open subject material book laid flat in his palm to writing the details onto the chalkboard with the white chalk in his fingers so the whispering and mumbling teenagers behind him could copy down the notes and revise them later through the hour of the class. You noticed, right away, that he was irritable and it seems to you that his dinner date with Kanroji-san didn’t go well

Once you had finished precisely jotting down the exact formulas Obanai did write on the portrayed board taking up a number of the wall. You thought carefully, tapping your round pink eraser-ended writing pencil on your unused wrist. How could you cheer up your favourite teacher without making it out like you two have a closer connection then merely as teacher and student?

Suddenly, a wacky but harmless little idea for a joke popped into your head when your focusing eyes trailed down to the metal test tube container packed to the brim with filled glass test tubes of all kinds of colourful liquids, sat right besides his propped-up silver laptop. Oh, that’s it. You could just make a silly remark about that! You shot your dominant hand right up and waited patiently for Obanai to turn around, and respond to your want to ask him a question

“Yes, Dokusha?” Obanai vocalised his approval to speak in a calm, smooth voice to you, all of the class flinched in horror at the way he answered so cheerfully and delighted. He was never this composed nor unbothered. His gorgeous heterochromia of yellow and turquoise shined with joy at the sight of you, his favourite student of his four packed classes

You never annoyed him or disappointed him, you have this speeding train of success in Chemistry and he is encouraging you all the way

“Can you teach us how to create Meth?” Your voice comes out naturally soft and polite, hoping your silly little statement will make him laugh in one way or another but that humiliated frown signed you otherwise, crushing your spirits with this piercing eyes. Iguro-san wasn’t happy at all… shit, you messed up. That stupid phrase always worked on every other Chemistry teacher you tried it on. Is he that serious?

“Harmful drugs are illegal and immoral, Dokusha. It’s not funny. Never suggest such a idea again or I’ll send you to the counsellor over drug abuse concerns” Obanai hissed in his signature harsh tone as disappointment overflowed from his very own skin, upset and annoyed that you would even ask this dumb question with your streak of competence. You never asked dumb questions, you are always so polite and quiet! What was this for? Are you trying to ruin it all?

You had stayed quiet and stared blankly at the notes you wrote down and continued to copy and paste for studying purposes, feeling the mocking eyes and shattering giggles of the nearby students circle you but Obanai butted in, slamming his metallic ruler on his desk to shut everybody up. You felt relief wash over your nerves as even when he was disappointed and/or annoyed with you, he was still defending you

Once the teacher had reorganised his wooden support of acknowledgement, every other child followed him and begun to tidy up their chemistry subject book as Obanai proclaimed the five minutes upcoming for the class’s finish. You just stayed still, fist balled up against your cheek to hold up your head as every other student begun to speak wildly and some decided to get out of their chairs, thankfully, Obanai shoved them all into obedience with a murderous glare

“Myōji Dokusha. Please stay after class” Obanai suddenly chimed out, somehow beating the alarm bell rhythmic ring after a few minutes of dead silence. A number of students surrounding you at other parted lab counters used as desks, hummed and cooed mindlessly about how you, the teacher’s pet, is in trouble as the bell was set off but nobody moved, knowing very well Obanai was the one who dismissed the children from the period, not the bell’s powerful ding

Once the class was lifeless and empty, you willingly abanonded your schoolwork belongings at the counter called your desk and approached the front desk with fear and shame overloading your systems, you suspected Obanai to bash you for your silly little remark, flustering him in front of his entire class but no. He simply turned around and snatched your closest hand, holding it in his much bigger ones as his mismatched eyes radiated concern this time

He wasn’t angry. Not at all, not a ounce of his body language suggested that he was angry

He was worried. Beyond worried, this was the first time you’ve ever seen him truly worried, but you can tell he is. Was he worried for you?

“What is with the stupid question? Are you struggling with a methamphetamine addiction? You’re too young to be using such substances, they’ll harm your body in long run. Tell me if you are now, okay. I’ll make sure you get off it and have whoever is supplying you it face serious punishment”

Oh, shit. I didn’t see headcanons until way too late! Sorry, hope this is okay!

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vylad243 · 24 days

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I just wanted to tell you how much I adore your writing and characterizations for Hazbin Hotel! Vox is my favorite character and radiostatic my favorite ship and I keep finding myself revisiting your fics over and over again because of how wonderfully you portray them

I wanted to ask about any radiostatic/Vox-centric headcanons you might have floating around in your head?

Thank you! Sorry it took so long to respond! I was using this ask to cheer me up while I was grieving, so thank you for sending it! Vox is my favourite too! (Hence why I torture him)

Thank you so much for reading my fics ^-^ I'm so glad you've been enjoying them. I love reading comments and asks about them. Makes me feel giddy

I have a few! I also have a few secretive ones in my fic that will be mentioned here

Vox is FTM! He gives me those vibes and my sister agreed with me.

Vox being able to reproduce is another one. I don't really do Mpreg (I did once for my friend to make her feel better. It was Lorax x Jesus and never again) so don't expect to see any mpreg Vox, but he can. My headcanon is that a select few (specifically ones who despise children or have no desire to reproduce or are trans) are able to carry. All biological males are able to reproduce

Vox had heterochromia when he was alive! One blue and one brown

Vox has three sisters. One older and two younger. They're unnamed

Vox's dead name is Valerie! His nickname was 'Ree'.

Vox is bi demisexual specifically in my AU

Vox's sexual trauma is based off of mine and my friend's sexual trauma. She used to be a lot more sexual and now hides her body, while I am now more 'slutty' and tend to show off a bit more when I used to wear baggy clothes. We swapped personalities fr. It's why Vox is so hot and cold. One minute he feels confident- the next it's the wrong kind of attention and he covers up and hides himself

Vox isn't a blueblood because he's a sinner, but sometimes his blood bleeds cyan blue if he's charged up enough. It's why all his scars and scabs are cyan blue

Vox is technically Lucifer's adopted brother in my au and that makes him Charlie's uncle!

Vox's powers are fueled by attention. It's why he's so needy and public all the time. He needs attention to keep producing electricity for all of Hell

Vox's royalty rank falls under "brings joy to hell." That is his duty and what he does

Papermint has been in Hell longer than Vox

Vox spawned into Hell on Extermination Day

Vox found Velvette fighting for her life and he helped her. That's how they met. Vox still feels the need to protect her. He did not help her rise to Overlord though. He wanted her to do it herself

I mentioned in my fic that Alastor gave Vox a knife before they grew apart! That was Alastor's first courting gift to Vox, but neither Alastor nor Vox were aware

Alastor and Vox have the similar powers! The difference is Vox embraces it while Alastor prefers to keep it on the downlow. Alastor brought radiowaves to Hell while Vox brought electricity

Vox wears tight dresses occasionally to check his weight, yes Alastor found out and promptly tore up the dresses so Vox wouldn't starve himself

Alastor fell first and fell harder while Vox is a little oblivious

Alastor rejected Vox all those years ago because he didn't like the idea of 'sharing Vox' but wasn't going to force Vox to pick between him and Valentino

Alastor regrets not making Vox pick

Vox had a scar on his eyebrow when he was alive

That's all I can think of at the top of my head!

#hazbin hotel #vox hazbin hotel #anonymous #radiostatic #hazbin hotel alastor #a month in rut #vylad's random headcanons #headcanons

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mirelurkmoment · 9 months

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fallout 4 headcanon eye colors

Hancock - pre ghoulification he had blue eyes. Stares at you as a threat. give him brown contacts pls

X6-88 - either unnaturally vibrant blue or the softest brown eyes that bring you joy upon looking at them

Deacon - keeps changing it using colored contacts. However he secretly actually has heterochromia. not sure which kind tho

Nick Valentine - when he was human he had light brown eyes

DiMA - if he was human it would either be a blue light enough it looks gray to match his canon look, or they would be the same as Nick's if you want this to be a human au where they are identical twins

Oswald the outrageous - if they are going to make this glowing ghoul's last name Oppenheimer then I'm making his eyes green pre ghoulification

#fallout 4 #john hancock #x6 88 #deacon #nick valentine #dima #oswald the outrageous

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welcome-to-green-hills · 4 months

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Adding onto the idea of Shadow’s eye colors changing with mood (baby girl Mystery you said he was a mood ring):

Red is neutral or stressed

Orange is confident

Yellow is cautious and alert

Green is active and content

Blue is content and hopeful

Purple is excitement and joy

And his default is heterochromia where it’s red and yellow.

In this house, we love and respect Heterochromia Shadow

#Kiss him gently on the forehead #Hey wait a minute hon: what about brown?#I am so invested in this headcanon it’s not even funny #mystery anon #off topic #Heterochromia Shadow the Hedgehog

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monsterhigh-sims · 6 months

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School's Out Frankie Stein ⚡️

From the student file of

Frankie Stein

Daughter of Frankenstein

CC listed below

Personality Profile:

Frankie is kind, inquisitive and enthusiastic. Her desire to always do the right thing can sometimes be derailed by overthinking the situation. She can also be a bit of a... klutz, which has necessitated the hiring of another janitor for duty during school hours.

Parental Participation:

Excellent on all fronts both in terms of encouraging Frankie to become a better student and volunteering their time to help with activities at Monster High. I would love to clone both of them but Mr. Stein has so far refused this request.

Academic Standing:

Frankie Stein is a bright student with a curious mind. Her grasp of both conceptual and rote material is encouraging. She does struggle at times to pay attention in class and can be given to frights of fancy.

Social Interaction:

Frankie's social skills are still a work in progress. While she has certainly bonded with her chosen group of friends, her eagerness to please and naivety sometimes invokes the law of unintended consequences.

Overall:

I have enjoyed having Frankie Stein at Monster High and I believe that her potential is unlimited. She is the personification of a teenage monster learning who she is with all the joy and frustration inherent in the acquisition of that knowledge. - Headless Headmistress

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christine-rose96 · 7 months

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Finally it‘s starting!💕 week one of the @encanto-extended-edition time to properly introduce my special girl Daniela💕🥰✨ she holds my heart and i‘m so excited for this event for you all to meet her and her story🥰✨

🩷Daniela Rosalita Muñoz

🩷Cuban-Colombian

🩷she/her

🩷May 5th

🩷5‘3“

🩷born with heterochromia

🩷Daniela was 15 when she arrived with her family in the Encanto. She‘s a very kind hearted and sweet young girl who loves to help others and always puts the wellbeing of her family bevor her own. She‘s a hopless romantic and very naive at heart. She‘s always outside and loves to learn new things. She‘s very goofy but also very clumsy too, she falls over her own feet at least once a day. She quickly found a friend in Mirabel and has a huge crush on Camilo.💛

🩷she’s the only child of her parents Dario and Valentina Muñoz. Her family involves her Abuelita Dorothea (mothers side), her fathers sisters her Tias Teresa and Monica and her primas Anita and Miranda. Daniela has a wonderful relationship with her family, all except Miranda, for some reason she hates Daniela and she tries everything to make her life miserable. But Daniela never gives up hope to get closer to her.

🩷Danielas family had a sad beginning, her Abuelita lost her beloved husband after a loong illness when her Mama was only four years old. To provide for her small child she had no other choice than to remarry. She returned home to marry her ex fiance Fausto Ramón. Her entire childhood she wasn‘t allowed to do anything she loved or enjoyed, Daniela found the only joy and comfort in books and stories. Even tough her parents tried their best to make it feel like home, they were also suffering from Faustos reign of terror, ruling the family with an iron fist. It all changed when her father Dario decided they had to leave, leave to find a magical village somewhere safely hidden in the mountains of Colombia. That was the moment their life changed for the better, where they found a home in the Encanto.

Thank you all so much for all the support!🩷✨

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rheallsim · 9 months

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Hey, folks…

So, a heads up that I might not be able to reliably update my CC for the foreseeable future.

My ME/CFS continues to be bad, and I've been focusing a lot of my efforts away from being Terminally Online™ and instead being more present in real life, conserving my energy for things that tangibly bring me joy in the real world.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ It's an on-going process! 😅

So, this means that some of my CC that has been waiting to be updated, such as some of my eyes for the infant update and a proper update to my default skin, or bug-fixes of problems with my heterochromia files, etc., might not be coming, or at least may not be coming for a long time.

I apologise so much for falling down on my duties to y'all. …😞 But if there's anyone out there who would like to take the files and update them yourself and share them, understand you have my full support! <3 (Also, get in touch if you need anything I might have that might make your life easier for that, like .PSDs or other files.)

As my T.O.U. states, you're more than welcome to riff on my work and make your own things using my assets, just so long as you don't monetize them and you give me a little bit of credit for it/don't claim it as 100% your own work. <3 ^^ (Of course, the original creator's T.O.U. applies for anything I've modified, like Aveira's eye textures.)

I'll probably still be keeping my Minimalist CC Icon Mod up-to-date because I can't play my game without it, but do forgive me if I'm a little slow on updating it in the future. And I'll still be posting gameplay occasionally, because I still love playing the game and sharing my screenies with you brings me a lot of joy. 🥰

So many hugs for you all! Take care of yourselves!

#Rheall Rambles #Text Post #Housekeeping

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your-friendly-neighbourh00d-fag · 9 months

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TALK TO ME ABOUT KOBRA KID

KISSING YOU RN HI!!!! IM GOIGN TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT KOBRA KID

ok so ive decided:

he has heterochromia

he loves old movies, dr d had a pile left older and ghoul fixed him up a dvd player. his favourites are romcoms and stuff from the eighties. he also likes the karate kid.

he’s SHIT at gunfights [idk if this is canon or not but anyway] he always always does hand to hand if its possible

he fixes up his bike [which he nicknames Python cause he’s cringe] with cool racing stripes and red paint and stuff to match his gun. ghoul helps.

he’s ftm. whatever i do with kobra in any au, he’s ftm. my brain glitches when i read fics where he isnt. trans kobra. can anyone hear me.

he makes bad luck beads for everyone. the girl joins in, putting cool charms on them all.

autism

^ specifically he’s really touch sensitive and noise sensitive, if he has a meltdown its usually because of the latter, but sometimes he literally refuses to wear a shirt because it Feels Wrong. also his sunglasses are for light sensitivity yes, but also to avoid eye contact.

he also sucks at binding, he’s so irresponsible. forgets to do stretches, wears it for too long, smokes with it on. it drives the others INSANE, and ghoul’s the only one who can get him to actually take care of it properly.

everyone shares his clothes.

he’s got a super good memory, probably eidetic if any of the killjoys knew what that meant. he knows so many random facts about before the world ended.

^ he also really likes learning history, whether its from old books that he finds around, or oral retellings from older ‘joys.

he used to braid his hair, and so now that he’s the only one with short hair, he does everyone elses.

he can do weird body tricks like bend his arm out really far and curl his tongue and stuff. it makes jet so mad [in a joking way] because how! how does he DO that!

he loves colourful things. he has a pile of charms and beaded bracelets and stuff that he either loops around his belt hooks or puts on his wrists.

he has a really good singing voice, secretly.

he’s the only one of the four that uses a single set of pronouns

#piper's ask box #piper.txt.#kobra kid #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #danger days #mcr #headcannons #funkobra #< barely but if i talk about those two just know in my brain they’re kissing

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dimension20npcofalltime · 9 months

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Round One - Bracket Twenty-Six [Dimension 20 NPC of All Time]

Adya Aguefort vs La Gran Gata

Descriptions under the cut

Ayda Aguefort - She/Her

Campaign: Dimension 20 LIVE, Pirates of Leviathan

Who is she?

Why is she the NPC of All Time?

"Queer Black autistic pirate wizard librarian of my heart <3"

"Shes the lesbian autism rep we NEEDED"

"Autistic, wlw, immune to fire damage. Need I say more?"

"Daughter of perhaps the most powerful and most unhinged man in the world, and a bird made of literal fire. Beyond being a black canonically-autistic lesbian wizard/phoenix who becomes girlfriend to one PC and best friend to another, she is also immortal in a way that is both beautiful and tragic. She raised Garthy, and was then raised by Garthy, and then she will most likely be raised by Adaine ad infinitum—gifting Adaine eternal company as a fellow immortal, but also the pain of loss each time she dies and the joy of rediscovery each time she is reborn. Truly the most character of our time."

"AUTISTIC SWAG YOU KNOW IT."

Submitted by: @aeternamente, @moms-home, @xvynth and multiple Anonymous people

La Gran Gata - She/Her

Campaign: The Unsleeping City, The Unsleeping City: Chapter II

Who is she?

La Gran Gata is a magical bodega cat and a spirit of the splendor and wonders of the waking world. She is Sofia Lee's warlock patron.

Why is she the NPC of All Time?

It is a truth universally acknowledged that if an animal is introduced Emily WILL try to befriend / adopt it. She is a magical spectral cat with heterochromia. She Canonically has a crush on Garfield.

Submitted by: @xvynth

#dimension 20 #dimension20npcofalltime #dimension 20 bracket #dimension 20 tournament #d20 #fantasy high #the unsleeping city #ayda aguefort

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generic-whumperz · 9 months

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First Intro Post!

(Okay I feel like I’ll do a couple of these intro posts since I’m kinda all over the place atm and very frazzled- just got back from a three-week vacation.💀 I’ll do a proper intro post later, but rn I just wanna talk about my new oc!)

So I just learned of Picrew a couple days ago and have been messing around on it since. I found this character editor by @elena-illustration this and am obsessed! This is the closest I have gotten to what I think my oc actually looks like. His vibe is sad Greek statue (downturned features, olive skin, curly dark brown hair, strong jawline, with a Grecian nose) with central heterochromia (green-to-gray) and sanpaku eyes).

Can I start a list/chain/share (whatever it’s called?) of your oc’s/Whumpee’s?! I’d love to see what other people’s whumpees look like!

Greek God glory

After a fight, under the ownership of Whumper 1 (Frederik Finnegan, Fred for short).

OC overview: SX-B2217 (Seventeen/Seven for short) is a mysterious human/alien hybrid genetic experiment sold off to a WRU-type facility for a heafty price tag. Seven’s batch was created in The Lab™️ and grown in artificial wombs, then transferred to maturation chambers which accelerated their natural grown rates. These subjects were used for top secret experimentation and were not intended to ever be seen (or used) by the public.

But, (there’s always a ‘but’ isn’t there?) one of The Lab™️ workers made a backdoor deal with a WRU-adjacent facility since The Lab™️ needed funding and the facility was willing to dish out a substantial amount of money for these experimentations called “drones” (may change this name later on?) Drones were created and altered to be quiet, tolerant, docile, and malleable- an accidental perfect pet, but an intentional ideal lab rat. Drones listen to higher authority figures and have little to no sense of bodily autonomy. They are considered to be property though-and-though because they were never a “person beforehand,” do not have friends or families, were created from raw material for specific purposes in a laboratory, and don’t even have names other than their identification codes.

Additional to being a drone, SX-B2217 possesses some strange, mostly invisible abilities that he keeps hidden from Lab™️ and facility workers. However, when shopping for his first pet, Whumper 1 (Fred) picks Seven out of a line-up of freshly shipped in drones because he can sense a great power within Seven that Fred believes he can use to his advantage. Seven is a spooky boi and often seems to be in some sort of trance and can sleep with his eyes open. He’s mute, but seems to be able to subtly communicate non-verbally and react to things before they happen. Over their years together, Fred notices many unusual things about Seven that he can’t quite explain but keeps to himself. Fred is both intrigued and scared of Seven, but they develop a mutual understanding.

Inspired by his family’s famed prize-winning race horses and his love for boxing, Fred buys Seven to use for fighting as he starts an underground pet-fighting ring where people place bets on fights for outrageous sums of money. After several months of training, Seven becomes the best fighter, is ultimately unbeatable, and quickly becomes Fred’s pride and joy and his #1 cash cow. Because of this, Fred does not treat Seven like a “normal pet” which causes issues with other owners/Whumpers. Fred and Seven have a very strange dynamic that will be explored in flashbacks as I begin writing this series because it actually takes place when Caretaker rescued Seven from Whumper 2!

*This was just a background snippet, I will be sharing more down the road, I just wanted to give a little backstory to Seven’s portrait!

P.S. I’m brand new to whump and sharing this was terrifying!

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