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OC-tober day 25!! i made gift art for @cottoncandyramen of strike and i's twa oc's interacting bcz man why not :3
Sci (red/pink) is mine and she uses she/any prns, Alyssa (yellow) and Charlie (blue) are Ramen's and they use she/they and they/she/he respectively <3
#critsart#criterrible#twa oc#oc tober#bweirdoctober#i hope the dialog i wrote for charlie is in character i think hes so silly :]#unrelated ive been thinking about Lukes lore alot more recently so might revisit some oc tober prompts w her#anyways its 1 am when im writing this i should go to sleep#im scheduling this though yeesh
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Owlcatober 2022- #4. Training
Another Owlcatober prompt done- and still in October, if just barely! This time, Maebrys finally gets a bit of attention:
Having your entire life changed be difficult at times. Familiar surroundings and friendly faces make it a little easier.
Read on AO3
To someone who’s spent most of their life in the countryside- someone like Knight-Commander Maebrys, for instance- a big city like Drezen is a maze of luxury and novelty. Daeran and Camellia may claim the place is far beneath their usual standards, but still- it has its own temple, its own tavern, its own castle, for Iomedae’s sake.
But for all of that, Maebrys’s favorite place in the city is easily the training grounds.
The grounds aren’t anything special at all, really, and to be honest that’s probably why Maebrys ends up spending so much time there. It’s a place that lets her feel normal, which is rare enough thing these days. And besides, why would she want to spend her days in the stuffy stone halls, arguing with Konomi, when she could be out here, showing all of her recruits how a real warrior fights?
The only problem is that most of the recruits are just a tad too nervous to face the Knight-Commander herself, even in mock battle. It’s all a bit disappointing to Maebrys, until she realizes there’s one person who will never turn her down.
“Is that all you got?!” Seelah taunts, an exultant grin on her face as she parries against Maebrys’s attacks.
Maebrys doesn’t answer- she lets the ringing clang of steel against steel speak on her behalf, and the sound is like music to her ears as she meets Seelah’s longsword with her own. As always, she and Nehaly are in perfect sync; the hound rears up in a move she’s executed thousands of times, and Maebrys moves with her, sword and claws in perfect harmony.
Seelah’s focus slip as she flinches away from the coordinated attack, and Maebrys takes advantage of the distraction to twist her blade against her opponent’s. In one deft motion, the paladin’s weapon goes flying to the other side of the small arena, and the halfling warrior is once again victorious.
“Nice one!” Seelah laughs, once she’s caught her breath, and Maebrys is again reminded of why she chooses to spend much of her free time here. Seelah is a refreshingly good sport, and even after being defeated she takes the time to give Nehaly a friendly scratch behind the ears before she goes to retrieve her sword.
“You didn’t do too bad, yourself,” Maebrys replies, but Seelah gives a dismissive snort.
“I’d hope after all these years of work I’d be a little more than not bad. How about another match- maybe one-on-one to even the playing field?”
It takes Maebrys a moment to realize what Seelah is talking about, but when she does, she merely scoffs and leans forward in her saddle to give Nehaly an affectionate head rub. “No can do. I told you before- the hound and I are a package deal.”
Having to remind people of this fact still feels odd; even after all this time, Maebrys expects everyone to simply know the importance of the bond between warrior and hound. But no, here the knights keep their horses sequestered in the stables and the nobles give looks of pure offense when dogs are allowed in banquet halls. A respectable city, Maebrys has learned, is a strange and nonsensical place. It’s hardly any wonder her own family chose to settle so far away from the capital.
A sigh escapes her lips at those thoughts, and Seelah gives her a questioning look.
“You okay there, Mae?”
“Oh, I’m fine,” Maebrys says, waving off her friend’s concern. She is no stranger to these pangs of homesickness, and she doesn’t mean to bother Seelah with any of her old memories. “Just a little distracted, I guess.”
“By what?”
“It’s nothing, really.”
Seelah’s lips twist into her frown, but she reluctantly allows the matter to drop. “All right, if you say so. I’m not one to pry, just- you know you can talk to me if you need to, right? I imagine it can’t be easy, having all of this hanging on your shoulders.” As she speaks, she motions to their surroundings, to Drezen, to the newly transformed Sword of Valor distantly fluttering in the breeze over the castle
Maebrys almost denies the sentiment- she is a protector, after all, and she is only doing her duty. But the instinctive words die in her throat, and instead she gives a small nod and quietly says, “Yeah. It does. It would be easier if my family were here, but…”
She trails off, although the thought still rings in her head. But I don’t even know where they are, and even if I did, I couldn’t drag my brothers and sisters into this.
The worries are allowed to stay for only a moment, however, before Maebrys shakes them off again. “I appreciate it, Seelah. But honestly, this-” she draws her longsword once more, and Nehaly yips with excitement, “-helps more than anything. Makes me feel almost…”
“Normal?” Seelah supplies with an understanding grin. “Yeah, I get that. Sometimes hitting things with a sword is the only thing that makes sense, isn’t it?”
“My thoughts exactly. Does that mean you’re ready for another rematch?”
Seelah chuckles, eagerly shifting back into a fighting stance. “I guess I’d better be- I’ve gotta try to win at least once, even if the odds are stacked against me!”
“Keep trying, then,” Maebrys says, readying herself. She’s still thinking of her family, in the back of her mind- perhaps she always will be. But between the training grounds and the company she’s found herself in, she’s at least able to muster up an honest grin for her friend. “I could do this all day.”
#ch: maebrys#pwotr#whatever-tober 2022#owlcatober#hey look i finally did another prompt for this!#*and* i finally wrote something for mae!
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[bad omens] don't i know you?
sorry was thinking abt that line in the fic elle wrote like of bomens!crowley not being gate guardian material and also thinking abt bomens!zira procrastinating in choosing a demon name (he secretly did want to keep his old name but sloth was a very convenient excuse for a demon pfttt) and then this happened ASKSKS
ALSO, WAIT THIS WORKS PERFECTLY FOR ONE OF THE REV AU TOBER PROMPTS DOES IT? FUCK IT, THIS ONE'S FOR THE 'FIRST' MEET PROMPT SFDGDHD
#good omens#den's bad omens#aziraphale#crowley#aziracrow#ineffable husbands#ineffable partners#ineffable spouses#ineffablerevautober#good omens reverse au#good omens roleswap#angel crowley#demon aziraphale#sunnysidedraws#sunnysidedoodles#id in alt text#described#sunnysideomens
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🌱 Bagginshield-tober 🌱 Day 14 & Day 7 – Braids & Consort (Fic!)
Braids & Consort (Gen, One-shot, 1.7k words, on AO3) by smolestboop 🌻
Summary:
“I’m late. I’m late. I’m going to be dreadfully late!” Bilbo Baggins found himself with less than fifteen minutes to get dressed on a surprisingly bright morning in Erebor. He had overslept and now he was racing against the clock. He was awoken by the sound of heavy knocking behind the arched door of his bedroom chambers. As soon as the timid dwarf servant reminded him of this morning’s council with the King, Bilbo nearly fell face-first on the hard stone floor.
A story in which Bilbo faces a problem regarding braids.
Hope you enjoyed it! I wrote this in three sittings in one afternoon. I decided to just merge these two prompts together heheh. This is my first written bagginshield fic! I have another bigger one that has yet to see the light of day but I'm trying to keep all the October prompts fics under 2k! Anywayss, this was very fun to write and I would love to hear what you think ✨🌻 Cheers!
#my fics#bagginshield#bagginshieldtober#the hobbit#bilbo baggins#thorin oakenshield#thilbo#yay! boops's first bagginshield fic!!
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OC-tober: days 3-4, old OC/re-design
Since i want to dedicate this challenge to drawing BtB characters, I decided to take some liberty here and combine the two prompts, and draw old designs of the main trio!
these are the designs I had for them before the plot was fleshed out, and before the characters were developed into something more than just an idea.
Sasha used to be a journalist who wrote exposès under a pseudonym
Jackie was the same personality-wise, but had long hair and a sailor aesthetic. Her green sea glass necklace stayed in the comic - but now Andra is the one wearing it
Ryan was trying to be popular and was wearing (fake) luxury brands
#oc-tober#bweirdoctober#original characters#original art#breaking the boundary#artz#sasha#jackie#ryan
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Writing update!
Well October is over and thus concludes Flufftober and Kinktober as well.
I also posted the last of The Threads That Bind so that story is now complete, too.
I’m a bit wiped out from the ‘Tobers honestly, so I’m going to take a little writing break. I’ll still be here to answer asks and reblog stuff! And I might answer asks with little drabbles if I feel so inclined (I’m talking like 100 words so don’t expect much lol). I always love talking with people so feel free to send whatever you like to my ask box.
When I’m feeling like I’m ready again, I’ll probably open requests. It’s been a minute… or uh… like a couple months… but that’s only because I was doing an event just before October so you know.
I’m still thinking about offering commissions. I haven’t decided yet.
I’m already working on a new long story because I can’t help myself. I wrote all of The Threads That Bind before I started posting it, though I would sometimes do some last minute edits to the chapters. I haven’t decided if I’m going to do that this time or not. We’ll see!
Anyway, thank you to everyone who submitted a prompt for the ‘Tober events! And thank you to everyone who liked, commented, or reblogged those fics.
And also thank you to everyone who liked, reblogged, etc the chapters of The Threads That Bind. If you’ve been waiting to read it until all the chapters were posted, well, now is your time lol.
As always, I love you and thank you for reading!
#I’ve actually started three longer things#but you didn’t read that here#I swear I have a problem#the ideas never cease#misc writing update#misc rambles
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[ ID: a fullbody drawing of a character on a dark gradient blue background. she has shoulder-length light brown hair, light skin with some sunburn on her cheeks and ears, and blue eyes. she's wearing a knit cap, a turtleneck sweater, dark jeans tucked into black rubber boots, and a long black coat with yellow accents. she's holding a lit cigarette in one hand, her other in the pocket of her pants, looking at the camera with a small frown. end ID. ]
oc-tober day 4 prompt: redesign. i needed to redesign this character properly since i was thinking about her a lot the other day ... shes a sailor in a post-apocalyptic setting and her wife wrote her a letter one day and then vanished. so shes got a lot on her plate.
#2023#oc-tober#oc captain anne#<- this is her name. those who Know though know her name ... ;)#epic adventure#my style go tboring again so im trying new things. bear with me#tumblr will crucnh this one a lot. SAD
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Weekly Round Up: 11th Feb - 18th Feb
Hope everyone had a good week. I had no internet for a few days and had nothing to do but write I guess. I managed 24,917 words with 6 fics updated to A03. As always, rec's first.
Alien; Little Queen - Lady_Fenikkusu - Alien (A girl turned into a xenomorph Queen)
Sweet Synthesis - Ticklesivory - The Hobbit (Bilbo/Thorin, another craker from @tickles-ivory, with Cyborgs!)
A Passion For Mushrooms - Chrononautical - The Hobbit (Bilbo/Thorin, beautiful world building and pining idiots)
Behind the Money - SunnyRose - The Hobbit (Bilbo/Thorin, @sunnyrosewritesstuff wrote an adoarble tea ahop AU)
No Small Amount of Courage - SunnyRose - The Hobbit (Bilbo/Thorin, another wonderful fic from @sunnyrosewritesstuff where Bilbo loves so hard its enough)
A Hobbit's Gamble - CQueen - The Hobbit (Bilbo/Thorin, Arranged Marriage Au in Erebor, and its precious, from start to end)
Hope you enjoy at least one <3
Now for my fics:
1) My love is vaster than all of Arda - The Hobbit (Bilbo/Thorin, Part of my Bagginshield-tober fics from @smolestboop's prompts, pre relationship in Lake Town)
2) Flowers and Gems -The Hobbit (Bilbo/Thorin, also part of my Bagginshield-tober series, Bilbo takes Thorin on a date in the mountian and writes him a poem.)
3) Two Lives Will Be Spared This Day - The Lord of the Rings (Boromir/Theodred, part of the @myslashyvalentine, Boromir leaves the Fellowship in Lothlorian and goes to save his lover instead)
4) The World Is Ending and Yet I Smile - Harry Potter (Sirius/Remus, The moon is broken and the world ending and all Sirius feels is relief, part of the @flashfictionfridayofficial)
5) Wait, you're the wolf? - Harry Potter (Sirius/Remus, Succubus Sirius, Werewolf Remus on a full moon night, paart of the @hpknotfest
6) Alstroemerias and Germinis for Forgivness: With a Bouquet for your Heart -The Hobbit (Bilbo/Thorin, after the battle and Bilbo and Thorin are finding their way to one another. Another part of my Bagginshield-tober series)
#Xenomorphs#bagginshield#Boromir/Theodred#LOTR#The Hobbit#Aliens#Wolfstar#sirius/remus#my slashy valentine#bagginshield tober#knotfest#flash fiction friday
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OC-tober day 3/4: Old OC/Redesign
This one took me a few days so I'm combining the two prompts ^^ It would have been the same oc regardless anyway so it makes sense to given the tasks. I very rarely draw mechs so I hope you'll excuse the identical style to Zerrinth's post; symmetry is just so much easier when it comes to designing and basic posing.
His name is Delta, and he's an OC who I've had for a very long time.
Extremely long ramblings, timelapse and original art under the cut
I'll frontload this with the character lore and timelapse; if anyone cares for my breakdown of the oc itself, that'll be the huge ramble at the bottom ^^
D-17, going these days by Delta, is an autonomous multi-function guard unit. Originally from a world shrouded in eternal night, he and his charge Amyss fled its destruction in their ship, the ArchWing, to the planet of Soniterra. Spending their time amongst my other ocs, they now live amongst its denizens in secrecy, studying the world of light and sound through void-borne awe and wonder.
Powered by a zynal core, Delta is mechanically minded and quiet most of the time; tweaks to his functionality by Amyss have given him something of a sassy streak, however, and he's not afraid to giving a gentle ribbing to (or occasionally completely devastate) a poor friend with sharp remarks every once in a while.
Able to rearrange panels and parts of his body, as well as altering the shape and location of the hardlight parts of his form, Delta is capable of minor shapeshifting. He can also very precisicly manipulate tools and objects, capable of working on engineering projects at microscopic levels without any form of magnification or complex set ups with ease. Combining these skills means he is a very capable engineer, and has even rebuilt a living body into a partial cyborg to save someone's life. Though the world he now lives on seems primitive and inefficient by his standards, he does not usually feel arrogant about it; the mechanics of its tech are so different and new to him that he is ever interested in studying it.
A highly capable combatant, D-17's original purpose was to protect the outpost he and Amyss lived within from creatures of void. Energy beams firing from his hands and sharp blades forming from his body kept him and his charges safe, but the planet's end signalled an end to his guarding duties.
Ok, rambling time ;w;
I don't know exactly when I made this guy, but I remember writing about him all the way back in primary school, in blue pen on lined paper that I kept in my little organiser tray. That would be about age 6 or 7, making this guy almost twenty years old in real time ;-;
This OC is old enough to drink and vote in the uk, good fuckin lord
His origins start even earlier, in fact; he's an amalgamation of a couple of simple characters I made as a small child, including one of those 'running along the side of the road' guys you'd imagine on long car trips. Timelines and memories are fuzzy after 2 decades, but I'd imagine those guys are from at least a year or so before I squished all those ideas under one single name. So a solid 19 years, and a potential 20-21 easily :') wow.
Delta is actually old enough that I hadn't done much drawing by this point in my life, and so I mostly wrote things instead. Those old papers are around here somewhere, but design-wise he's never been truly nailed down; just a basic mental image and the odd description or two. The one exception is an old pixel art piece I made of him in mspaint, back on the Family Computer (remember those? ^^). I was a huge fan of pokémon fusions at the time, and I'd spend ages mixing up their sprites to see what I could do. Eventually I moved onto making things from scratch (scratch spriting, what a fun term), and that lead to the one and only time I've ever drawn this guy. It took way too long, it's very clunky, and I no longer have the original file :c Lost long ago in the move between computer to laptop I imagine. Instead, I managed to find it in a gloriously 240p youtube upload set to a Linkin Park song ^^ ah child me, you never left.
All the way from 2010, here's the best surviving version I could find. And yes, the youtube bar at the bottom is in the shot; you want to fight me over it, go find and screenshot it yourself :)
It's weirdly posed, has literally only 1 shade of grey + shading for colour, the design makes very little sense, especially for the chest and torso, and he looks a lot more evil than I intended. Despite a few efforts that went nowhere later in life though, I just never managed to redraw or redesign him in a way I was happy with. So for a long time, this grey pointy spriteart has been all I ever saw of Delta. Figured he was long, long, LONG overdue an update, and so here we are :)
Though he might look very different now and have actual anatomy knowledge informing his structure now, who'd have thunk? I tried very hard to keep intact the core design features that 13 year old me added in. It's the same fella after all! Here's a quick list of basic ones, since most of them are subtle but intentional after all:
-Glass/screen face with digital expression; I think taking the top off frees him up to look cleaner, but underneath was always a smooth screen. This way he can see above himself too ^^
-'Bunny ears'; little antenna/paddles that originate from the endless runner character, who was originally something of a rabbit
-Shoulder-mounted boosters. Pretty self explanatory.
-Upper arm loops; this one was actually a coincidence! I guess 2010 me and 2023 me both thought the upper arm needed something ^^
-Elbow plates; these were like. A big thing. Originally able to shapeshift into blades and other tools, I had to keep them in. It wouldn't be delta without them. They're just less... accidentally lethal now ^^ old design was POINTY
-Split shins; the original shins have a pair of plates on them that form a sort of 'cuff' above the foot. I honoured this by making the feet the same way, the ankle connecting between the two sides.
-Spikes! His hips were feeling a little.. empty? So I gave him some electromagnetic spikey blade things he can use as tools, as well as some hardlight claw hands.
#spoodle draws#digital art#art#potatoposting#bweird oc tober#bweirdoctober#robot#redesign#oc#original character
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behind the scenes of spence-tober 2023
welcome to a small behind the scenes post about my experience doing a october writing challenge/spencetober! i feel like most people reading this do know me from spence-tober in which i wrote a blurb every single day with a fem!reader and an alternate universe version of spencer reid.
in this behind the scenes post, i’ll be covering my process, hurdles in writing, and some ideas that got scrapped last minute. and at the end, i’ll be announcing what my writing will be like moving forward.
no. 1
my process
the first thing i did was create a new folder and google doc and listed out potential ideas before the start of october. i was on a vacation/holiday so i had a lot of time to plan this out and work on it before october even started.
i always feel better when planning something and i knew, knowing me, i would only finish and complete this month long writing and posting challenge if it was thoroughly planned out and i had multiple failsafes in case life got in the way. because lets be honest, life is unpredictable and sometimes i have slumps of ‘laziness’ or other obligations to get to.
no. 2
hurdles in writing
i am not sure when i exactly started writing for spencetober, the original planning document was created on the 18th of september and by the end of october, i had written around 9 or 10 drabbles and had them ready to schedule in my queue. i left my vacation around the 9th of october and didn’t get back to my home base until the 11th.
prior to traveling back to my home base, i had a queue ready for the next 7-8 days of posting which made me feel very prepared and not guilty at all about not writing while traveling. i think i did squeeze in like one blurb while traveling though.
i continued to write once returning while also taking care of my other obligations and then hit a snag when i agreed to do some short term dog sitting that was literally only for two nights but i got very lazy after this and just let my queue run out until i had nothing left to post.
i honestly didn’t mind the ‘stress’ from having nothing ready to post until the next day but this didn’t occur really until the last few days of october. i still always somehow had a buffer of at least one to two in case i hit writers block or a slump or something happened in life that i just couldn’t avoid.
no. 3
recommendations
if you want to attempt a month long writing challenge in which you post and write every single day without fail, here are my recommendations and tips: (this is also for me if i attempt something similar next year)
- plan ahead of time
my version of planning was a google doc with 31 numbered ideas and i would italize them as i finished creating the header and cross it out/strike it out as i finished the blurb and it was ready for posting and in the queue scheduled. if i had a particular idea for the blurb, i would leave a ‘comment’ or ‘suggestion’ as a reminder and note to come back to later!
- get into a routine (writing, prepping headers a bunch at a time, etc)
- have a buffer
- don’t stress too much! if you don’t make it, its not the end of the world and you don’t owe it to anyone to commit so much of your time. do it for fun!
no. 4
bts fun facts
some au’s of spencer that got scrapped included:
poet!spencer
dentist!spencer
daycare worker!spencer
photographer!spencer
train conductor!spencer
cowboy!spencer
mariner!spencer
and the last casualty who got cut last minute,
zookeeper!spencer
(i even had a header ready for this one!)
i couldn’t muster up the inspiration to write this one with the prompt i already had noted (which was a chaperone trip meet cute with giraffes) and since it was one of the last five to be written, i couldn’t dawdle on the idea and moved on (which was actor spencer and baseball spencer).
most of these just got left in the dust for too long like poet and dentist and i couldn’t think of a good enough idea for the blurb. some of these were too similar to others, like daycare worker (the teacher ones) and photographer (painter and wildlife photographer). mariner got replaced with fisherman. some of the ideas that came to me and weren’t part of the original idea brainstorm session include model, indie director, wildlife photographer, gymnast, and baseball (among many others).
no. 5
new plans!
i have a few small series that i want to test out. i’ve done some long form writing content before (on wattpad with many chapters and books) but i noticed that tumblr promotes a lot of small chapter batch series and i really want to try it out with ideas that i’ve had for the criminal minds guys (hotch, alvez, reid, and morgan (sorry rossi)) that i don’t want to end up turning into a full blown long fic.
i have a good idea for a tester fic series for hotch that i might get started on soon, but until then, i have every intent to continue doing one shot;one episode.
also, these au’s of spencer still have me in a chokehold and i would love to write more small blurbs, drabbles, and headcannons of my favorites and your favorites!
and that's all! thanks for reading some little snippets that i wanted to share about doing a month long writing challenge like this because i always see people committing to these, but i really wanted to try my best to finish it to the best of my ability and i did!
#criminal minds#criminalminds#spencer reid#spencer reid au#spence-tober 2023#writing process#behind the scenes
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a request is for the 'Quest-Tober 'event! can I get a Gaster (undertale) x Male reader NSFW? (Fluff is fine too!) no specific prompt apart from Gaster using his ability to summon multiple hands
Ended up going with a NSFW/Fluff mix :3. Also, I wrote this with male anatomy in mind, buuut ended up making it to where the reader can be any gender lmao. Here's the link on ao3, and I hope you enjoy!
W.D. Gaster x Reader - Maybe. Maybe Not. (Semi-NSFW)
There has been so much sexual tension between you and the lead scientist of Monster’s Discoveries– or, the company that’s known as MD for short. It was a very… on the nose name, but that’s what happens when the King of Monsters starts naming things.
Monsters have been above ground for nearly twenty years, though the lead scientist only showed up on year ten, only making him more mysterious and sexy. Why didn’t he come out with the rest of the monsters? What made him different?
Rumors circulated about the scientist being a confidant of the King, entrusted with secrets and knowledge that set him apart from the other monsters. Some even speculated that he possessed a special ability or insight that made him distinct within the monster community… but that was just from what you’ve heard. You weren’t sure if any of that was true.
You rubbed at your eyes with a sigh, the coffee pot making a bubbly noise as the water boiled. It was a bit late at night in the break room… well, a bit late was an understatement. It was about an hour before the sun would come up again.
The break room was bathed in a soft, fluorescent glow, casting long shadows on the worn linoleum floor. The hum of the electronics in the building provided a soothing backdrop to your thoughts… though, there was a distinct lack of cameras in the breakroom. Last week, you had your sandwich stolen, but alas, nobody from the security department could figure it out.
After a while, you went over and settled into one of the plastic chairs, staring at the floor. The tension between you and the lead scientist had been palpable since the day he arrived. His presence seemed to loom over every interaction, leaving you with a sense of anticipation… though, nothing seemed to come out of any of the conversations, leaving you wanting.
As you sat in the break room, lost in your own mind, the door creaked open, causing you to startle. In walked a figure, tall and imposing, with an air of calculated confidence. It was none other than the lead scientist himself, W.D. Gaster.
He had an aura of enigma about him, his features sharp and his gaze piercing. His attire was always immaculate, a stark contrast to the dreary surroundings of the break room. Gaster's presence seemed to command attention, and the room seemed to grow even quieter as he entered.
"Good morning," he greeted, his voice low and measured, though there was an underlying intensity to it. He moved with a deliberate grace, heading towards the medium sized fridge in the corner of the room.
“Um.” You cleared your throat before politely responding. “Good morning Doctor Gaster. Busy night?”
Even though shifts almost always end at five thirty pm, you, him, and a few others usually spend the night getting things done. Overtime pays well, so it was hard not to spend the night.
“Busy as always.”
For a moment, there was a palpable tension in the air, as if the room itself held its breath in Gaster's presence. It was clear that he was aware of the effect he had on those around him.
“Neeeeed… any help with anything?” You asked, trying not to stare at his bony ass. It was a little hard to– with his lab coat and everything, but you still couldn’t help but look intensely irregardless.
“Do you think I need assistance?” To others his words might’ve seemed cold, but you knew he was fucking with you. “Do you think of me as some incompetent soul?”
“Maybe.” You smirked. “Maybe I do, just a little bit.”
Gaster's response was a low chuckle that seemed to reverberate through the room, taking out a tupperware before shutting the fridge. He went over to the microwave– a poor, beaten up appliance– before putting it in and setting it to run for a few minutes.
He went over and sat in the chair next to you, releasing a deep groan that made you want to immediately suck whatever body part he had between his legs.
You cleared your throat. "How are things going with the latest project?"
"It's been tiresome," he murmured, before proceeding to go into a lengthy explanation about what he has been doing for the past few months. Something about dimension hopping? It wasn't something you were working on, so it was a bit hard to follow– especially when he went into the math part of all of it.
The coffee pot shut off, letting you know that it was done.
Though before you could get up, Gaster flicked his wrist, summoning up an extra set of hands and pouring a mug before setting the cup in front of you.
You gave him a thankful smile, taking a long sip. Your tastebuds were so melted and disintegrated from years of abuse, that it was easy to ignore the bitter taste of straight black coffee.
"Well, that sounds complicated." You were going to say more, but the microwave beeped.
He sighed, not getting up quite yet. He used the same set of extra hands, opening up the microwave and letting the steam out.
"Are you going to eat in here?" You asked.
"I… should return to my work," he said simply.
"Should," you repeated, slightly leaning back in your chair whilst spreading your legs.
…Gaster didn't move from his chair.
You offered a smile, trying to ignore how aroused you were. Was this going to be it? Were you finally going to have sex with him? There's no cameras in the break room. It would be so easy to have sex with him.
"...I really should," he sighed, shifting in his chair. "I need to get some things done."
You paused before pouting, realizing that you were a bit too… horny, to think straight. "Let me work with you," you told him. "It'll speed things up."
"Don't you have your own tasks to complete?"
You waved a dismissive hand. "I'm not on a strict deadline. It's fine."
Gaster gave you a long look, seeming to be thinking… before slumping his shoulders, relaxing. "Very well then. Come with me."
You tried not to seem excited, getting up from the chair and heading out into the hall. Maybe you would have sex with him in the end– it all depended if you could get him in the right mood…
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OC-tober Day 9: Future
I actually wrote something for this prompt! I didn't have the time to write this scene in full, but I wanted to post an excerpt at least. Note that this scene might undergo changes in the future, and is likely to be re-written in French at some point.
“- Hell…”
…o. Upon entering the room, it only takes me a second to notice that Artémis is asleep at his desk, his head resting on his folded arms in an uncomfortable position.
It would probably have been better if I hadn’t interrupted myself and had allowed my entering the room to wake him up, but I would have felt bad about it. Still… he’s missing our appointment, and now I’ve caused a scene. I still have my thoughts about why he might be tired enough to fall asleep on the job… but I can’t pretend I’m not tempted to focus on my own feelings of unease, having been left alone in this room I’ve never been to – one that is in our own headquarters – one that Artémis seems to know.
Stepping closer to the desk, I take a good look at him. He’s wearing the same lab coat the others were wearing… It’s not normally a very pleasant look, but its pure white, underneath Arté’s light hair, makes him look even softer than usual.
“- Good evening!”
I hear a voice somewhere near me - I jump. Was there someone else in the room all along? Before even answering, I look everywhere around me, but I can’t see anyone.
“- Please look at the screen.
- Oh…”
The screen… Right, the screen. Artémis would fall asleep in the middle of a videoconference. In front of the sleeping Deity is a gigantic computer screen…
I don’t know why, or how to explain it, but what I see when I raise my eyes sends a shiver down my spine.
“- Hello! To whom do I owe the visit?”
This isn’t a regular videoconference at all. The young woman on screen is shown standing up in full, in front of no background whatsoever. Just from looking at her for a few seconds, I can tell this is not some sort of hologram. She seems so close, so photorealistic that she might…
She might actually be inside the screen.
Worse even, she looks uncannily familiar, but I can’t quite put my finger on how. She looks at me with an innocent-looking smile, patiently waiting for a reply.
She has extremely pale skin, long black hair tied up in a ponytail, and the one eye I can see is light blue. Looking at her makes my heart beat weirdly inside my chest… It hurts.
“- To… To whom… Right, right. Well I’m… I’m Apollon.
- Apollon? Really?
- Really.”
The young girl gasps and reaches for the black eyepatch covering her right eye. On it I notice a logo that looks similar to ours, but it’s too messy for me to recognise just like that. She lifts it up, revealing a healthy looking red-coloured eye, with which she stares at me intensely.
She starts to chuckle excitedly.
“- Woah! It’s true! It’s really you!
- What… Do you know me?
- Well, it’s my first time meeting you, but my father has told me many things about you.
- Your… father…?
- Yes, Artémis, my father.
- What?!”
Her… Her what?! Artémis doesn’t have a daughter. Especially not a teenager! Though that doesn’t matter. He doesn’t have a daughter – I’d know it if he did. So why would this girl… Why would…
My head is spinning. Something about her is making my whole body tense.
I can’t hide that I’m confused. Staring at the screen in silence, I watch her put her eyepatch back on…
That’s when I realise it. The girl standing in front of me looks like a perfect rendition of Hermès if he were a young girl. Though she’s not wearing our uniform, she’s wearing a grey cardigan over grey jeans and a white t-shirt. If that’s not close enough… The more I look at her, the more her facial characteristics look similar to his – down, for some reason, to having a single eye.
That’s it. I’ve had enough.
“- What the fuck is this?!”
I slap the sleeping beauty on the back. I need an explanation right now.
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Since today is the start of October and with that the return of Kirb(y)tober, I want to look back at some of last years drawings.
Prompt: Kirby
The very first one! I wasn't quite sure about the kind of style I wanted to go for since it had to be simple enough that I could continue like that for an entire month and I had just recently switched from FireAlpaca to Krita making that entire month a learning experience. Didn't help either that this was the first time in over a year I actually focused on art after having been sick for a long while again. The only thing I knew I wanted is that all drawings should be in black and white (and I guess gray too) but I was pretty loose with that. Finally talking about the prompt, I just wanted a simple piece of Kirby and Dedede being friends. Resulting in this drawing of Dedede throwing Kirby in the air!
Prompt: Mirror World
For this one, I wanted to draw Kirby and Shadow Kirby being friends and the best way to do that is by drawing them pretending their favorite knights. The background is based on Amazing Mirror's main hub.
Prompt: Dimensional Rift
Oh hey it's my first time drawing that headcanon and I really should make more. As a GalactaDad liker I want to say this would be art for that but it isn't. I just can't imagine that a Galacta that is still in crystall prison limbo would try to be someones parental figure and similar can be said about Susie. Instead I personally call this GalactaUncle content and I like that.
Fun fact: this drawing crashed my laptop close to completion
Prompt: Forgotten Land
For this one I wanted to draw Leongar because I like his design. So I drew him with Kirby and Elfilin who are trying to fit in with the beast pack. I think Leongar Kirby looks pretty cute!
Prompt: Reaper Butterfly
An obvious choice for that prompt. I wanted to draw Morpho with a scyth because I had seen art of that before and it's really cool. Including my first and (so far) only time drawing them with a cape.
Prompt: Weapon
This wouldn't be a good post reclecting on last years Kirbtober without including a Dark Meta Knight drawing. Since the prompt was weapon the focuse is on his strange sword that split Kirby into four different colored Kirbys(Kirbies?) and painted it in thier colors respectivley.
Prompt: Alternate Universe
My first time drawing cape!Susie that I did not forget about in my cape!Susie compilation. I wasn't sure what to draw for this one but I used this as an opportunity to be a little selfindulgent. I don't have anything more to say beyond what I already wrote in the original post except capes and dragons are really cool!
Prompt: Soul Boss
A bit of a strange drawing but because I drew Forgo as one of my old childhood toys (weird spongey thing that grows in water that happend to have a similar color to Forgo) I like it a lot.
I'm really curious what kind of stuff I will draw this year and if it can be compared to last years drawings. The only thing I know is that I want the style to be similar to this one. Now onto drawing day one!
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OC-tober 2023 Day 2: Education
Day two done!
This is about 3 months after Jay was taken in by the Blades and the first of many times he goes to "work" with her as her "assistant" (Really just an excuse for her to keep him close). For context, in this one Aeryn is 19 and Jay is 11, while he was 19 in Day 1's story.
Prompts: @oc-tober2023
CW: For once, nothing. Don't expect this for long though
“You can sit there,” Aeryn said as she entered her office, pointing at a small chair and desk that she had borrowed from one of the classrooms earlier that day. Even though her office was sizable, the addition of another desk made it feel cramped. However, Aeryn didn’t mind it, if anything it was cosier now, reminding her of a place long gone. Following her in was Jay, timid as a mouse, who followed where she was pointing and took a seat without a word. Aeryn grabbed a packet of papers from her own desk, along with a pencil and placed it in front of the boy. “I have some paperwork to do, so you may as well get started on the school work Miss Esther left you, alright?” She accepted Jay’s slight nod as an answer as he cautiously picked up the pencil, so she went to work.
There were a few letters of varying importance left here for her to deal with. She flipped through the stack. Most of them were boring, mundane, routine, though interestingly there was a letter from the king amongst them. She quickly moved that one to the back. If it was important, it would have been placed in her hands already.
She wrote a few responses before she glanced over to see how Jay was doing. The boy didn't seem to have moved from when she had last looked. The pencil was still in his hand but it wasn't writing and his brown eyes were wide and vacant as they stared at the page.
"Jay, how are you making out?" Aeryn called out to him, testing the waters. She had an inkling of what might be going on and internally she was kicking herself. How had she not thought of this?
"Um, fine," he answered without looking over, but also without putting pencil to page.
"Jay, do you know how to read?" she asked softly, as gentle as her voice could muster.
“No, ma’am,” he returned with barely a whisper. Aeryn felt her heart break in her chest. Of course he couldn’t, the poor kid barely had a childhood, let alone an education.
“Okay,” Aeryn said, keeping her bleeding heart composed as gears turned in her head. “That’s okay, we can work with that.” She pushed the papers laid out over her desk to one side. “Bring that stuff over here, let’s take a look at it together.” She grinned at the boy, but he stayed frozen.
“But don’t you have work to do?” Jay protested. She peeked over at the pile she made; nothing there that couldn’t be done tomorrow. She chuckled to herself at the thought of the king’s face red with anger for ignoring his message.
“I just finished for today.” Not technically a lie, Aeryn’s favourite. She stood and pulled one of the visitor chairs around the desk to where hers was. Aeryn plopped back down in her seat and patted the green cushion of the chair beside her. “Come on then,” she urged but he still didn’t move.
“Are you sure you want me over there? What if I-” His voice trailed off. Aeryn sighed and shook her head.
“If something were to happen and you were to transform, it's not going to matter if you’re beside me or at that desk. The result is the same.” It wasn’t the most reassuring statement on surface level, but it was the underlying message that Jay needed to hear. Trust.
As he sat down, Aeryn took the papers from his hand and flipped through the first few pages. “Let's see what we’re working with here. It looks like the first section is maths. We’ll start with just going over our numbers, okay?” Honestly, Aeryn had no idea what she was doing. It was funny, she could strategize and lead troops into battle, explaining her ideas just fine to other adults, but she had the faintest idea of how to teach this little human his abc’s. Tomorrow she’d need to ask Esther for some help. Today she’d just have to wing it.
Aeryn started by placing her hands flat on the desk, spreading out her fingers. “Copy what I’m doing.” Hesitantly, Jay did and Aeryn nodded enthusiastically. She touched each finger consecutively, counting each one outloud. “Now you try.” She touched the first finger again.
“One,” he muttered, a shake to his voice. Aeryn nodded again.
“Good,” she encouraged, “now keep going.”
“Two, three, four, five, six, seven?” He looked at her nervously.
“Yes, that’s right. And the rest?”
“Eight. Nine. Ten?”
“Perfect!” Jay swelled with pride. “Now lets keep going.” She started holding up different numbers of fingers, getting Jay to count them and tell her how many. When he was consistently getting it right, she moved on to objects gathered from her desk, mostly pens and a few coins. Jay was soaking up the information like a sponge despite his unfortunate origins. The frustration when he messed up was palpable, but there was a certain tenacity behind it, a need to do better. Aeryn suspected it had partially to do with him believing that his place here was dependent on impressing her, but frankly she didn’t care about his academic performance. It was his eagerness that impressed her. Eagerness to learn, to control his powers. Since he arrived he did everything he could to strive to be better.
For the first time, Aeryn had no doubt in her mind that her decision to take in this boy and give him the chance no one else was willing to give was the correct one.
“I think that’s enough for today. Why don’t we go get some dinner?” Aeryn suggested. Jay agreed but Aeryn swore she saw a bit of disappointment flash across his face. “There’ll be plenty of time for schoolwork later,” she chuckled, “but you can’t learn on an empty stomach. Let’s go.”
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OC-tober Day 2: New OC
[full prompt list]
My newest OC(s) are Phil and Hekit. They're a package deal. I'll be honest, I have no plans of doing much with these guys, but I can give a little extra info on them.
I'm a big fan of ghosts, I'm a big fan of possession-based stories, I'm sure that says a lot about me, but let's focus. I have a hard time with "normal" characters, modern day humans, no ears or tails or NOTHIN'. So Philly was mostly just me flexing those character design muscles. But I can't just make a normal person. So I threw a ghost in there.
[Normal Person + curse]
Hekit is more of a "spirit" than a ghost since I'm undecided if she actually had a life before this weird void state she's in. That solid blocky silhouette was one of the first things I decided on for these characters. It's a fun way to represent a ghost :3c Hekit is named after Heqet, an Egyptian goddess of fertility often represented by frogs. I wanted symbolism of life and death to match with the "is a ghost" deal, so originally Hekit was stored in a scarab amulet, a classic. I switched it to a frog last minute cause it seemed more fun. Heqet is also theorized to be connected to Hecate, the Greek goddess of magic and ghosts. Also very fitting.
Philomena's name was more difficult. I wanted to go for that Greek origin, so it's similar but not quite matching with Hekit. There's a million different definitions online of what the name means, but I mostly just enjoyed all the nickname potential. Hot girl named Phil, why not. Feels witchy enough. Also that mark on her cheek is a birthmark btw.
The two are dating, but I don't have the relationship fully figured out. Again, this was more about design than story. Phi's into taxidermy (those earrings are supposed to be small mammal jaw bones btw), so I imagine she found Hekit's brooch in some incident involving dead things in the woods. It's an uneasy-alliance-to-lovers thing, being haunted certainly doesn't start out fun. If I sat down and wrote something out for them, there'd probably be some Bad Guy(s) trying to get Hekit that they team up to fight against with Ghost Powers, and over the course of the story they- It's Venom. I'd steal the plot of Venom.
I have one more drawing sketched for these two, but it is Not going on this blog, if I ever get around to finishing it. It's ghost sex. Did you see the playlist? That's a ghost sex playlist.
#oc-tober#bweirdoctober#my ocs#my oc talk#ghost and girl#i also threw in scorpion imagery on Philly to match Hekit's frog. yknow like the myth.#it implies some things about their relationship that may or may not be canon. i havent decided. i just think bugs are neat.
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MXTX-tober
Finally, it is done!
Here's the series link with all 31 one my works:
Thank you everyone who has been here this past month, leaving kudos and commenting!
It's been an amazing experience yet again, and I feel I have grown more comfortable with myself and my writing again. Before this month, there are many things I would've never seen myself write (like f/f, certain ships and crossovers, or certain fic formats), and I feel like I've also managed to strike a much better balance in the amount of works I wrote for each of MXTX's novels this time around (there's certainly more SVSSS than last time XD)
I hope everyone else had as much fun reading these as I did writing them, no matter how much I bitched about some of these, and I hope to see you all again next year, whatever the prompts may be! ♥♥♥
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