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ghostie-gengar · 30 days

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three four eight three!!

relationship chart and their swim forms :3

hcs under the cut (ages are as of splat3)

Captain

real name Sango, aka DJ Sango, nicknamed Agent Ick (squid sisters)

she/her, played with he/him during OE

robust clubhook squid

splattershot main but can work with anything

pretty chill and stoic but tells really good stories if she's in the mood

loves her girlfriend agent 8 so much and thinks she's the most amazing girl in the world <3

pretty blunt with the rest of the splatoon but with eight she's so warm it's like she's a totally different person (can you tell im obsessed with agent 24)

she sees a lot of herself in Neo but doesn't really know how to talk to them so she just. stares at them

acts fed up with Neo's antics but secretly finds them endearing. likes to pick them up and throw them

huge scar on her eye from being sanitized (the eye glows tho so thats cool) and has various others all over

Agent 4

real name Shoyu, nicknamed Sho (marie) and Four-Brains (captain)

he/him

firefly squid

dualies main

his freckles and spots glow! his tentacles are sparkly and so is his ink thanks to a condition he has. it's about as common as freckles

super busy college student trying to balance his hobbies with agent duties and schoolwork

hobbies include video games, music, parkour, clam blitz, and hanging out with his friends

knees are usually scraped

wears mismatched socks

he's a super cool guy, but he tries a little too hard sometimes so he can be kinda cringefail but we love him!!

super nosy and pays a lot of attention to details, mild perfectionism

shortest of the agents other than Neo, but give them like a year and they'll be taller than him

Agent 8

real name Umiko, nicknamed Eighty (captain)

she/her

bimac octopus

mains heavy splatling and e-liter

she's shy when you first meet her but she's super sweet and friendly once you get to know her

hides in small spaces when she's scared, easily startled

besties with Four, they play just dance together

she thinks Captain is soooo cool and has a huge crush on her (yes they're dating)

prefers to be called Eight over her real name. only Captain gets to call her Umiko <3

lives with Captain, but stayed at Four's place during splat3

has some burn scars on her back (from failed OE missions) and post side order one of her tentacles is bleached (same side as captain's sanitization scar <3)

Neo Agent 3

real name Trip, aka Inkborn Harbinger Of Destiny, nicknamed Newbie (squid sisters and captain)

they/them

bigfin reef squid

splatana main (they modded their splatana wiper to have the firepower of a stamper)

they lie about their age to play turf wars- this led to them being recruited into the NSS

autism swag

they love love love shiny things and also spiderman

looks up to Captain but is also terrified of her

loves it when Captain picks them up and throws them

when they get scared/overwhelmed during missions they go and sit near Captain. they don't even say anything, it's just comforting to be near someone they know has been through worse

had an enormous crush on Shiver until they met her, when she genuinely tried to kill them

has a strong sense of wonder and is fascinated by all that alterna has to offer

the back of their head is fuzzy, and they have various scratches all over

homeless for most of their life, briefly lived with the Salmonids, then was able to snag an apartment with special arrangements for their rent to be cheaper since they're a kid

they scrape by selling the treasure they find in the desert

they see Miso as their equal and treat him like a younger sibling. they get extremely offended when people assume he's their pet, as does he

hates Mr. Grizz with a passion.

Neo Agent 3 Jr.

real name Miso, aka Miso Soup With Tofu And Green Onions With A Side Of Dumplings And Fried Rice, nicknamed Little Buddy (Neo)

he/him

smallfry salmonid

was rescued by Neo from Grizzco before he hatched, where Mr. Grizz had full intentions to kill him

he hatched from a special golden egg that glowed brighter than all the rest, it was prophesied that he would leave the salmonids and rise up against a great evil

always hungry, will munch on anything (including Captain's shoes)

extremely loyal to Neo and loves them very much. the two of them look out for each other and live together

he and Neo lived with the salmonids when Neo couldn't nail down a permanent place to live, then they had to leave due to an unfortunate incident with Grizzco.

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blaithnne · 7 months

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Early concept sketches of Midnight Giant Lauren! You can see me figuring out the style, colours, as well as Lauren’s outfits, plus a little Hilda that I wanted to include but gave up on cause I couldn’t get her to look right.

Johanna switches outfits about 3 times in this comic, so I wanted Lauren to do the same. Also, since Johanna’s deerfox outfit in the flashback is based off one of her looks in mountain king, I wanted Lauren’s to as well! So one of these outfits will be repurposed for teenaged Show!Lauren in the deerfox later down the line, which I think is fitting because she’d be around the same age in the flashback as Comic!Lauren is here

I didn’t talk much about my design process in the original post, so I’ll make a couple notes on that under the cut!

Here’s the final product for reference-

Though Johanna changes outfits about 3 times in this comic, one of these outfit changes is just the same outfit but with trousers instead of a skirt. So I wanted one of Lauren’s outfit changes to be more subtle, keeping most of the same items of clothing but only changing the jumper!

In terms of her outfits, I tried to add a little bit of a late 2000s - early 2010s vibe, which I think makes her fit in a lot more

Whilst this style still features quite noodley characters, it allowed me to bulk up Lauren much more than the troll did, so I took advantage of that and started adding in juuuust a little muscle! But she’s still kind of twig looking, so I brought back the same trick I used in the troll and gave her a big ol’ pile of logs and a heavy axe to weild in one of the sketches just to show that she’s a strong girl. I swear I tried to think of something other than an axe but it’s surprisingly hard to think of heavy objects that a character would just be. Carrying around lol

Looking back at this design a few months later, the biggest thing I’d change is I’d make her look a bit younger. It’s a little hard to design a unique character when you only have two points of reference lol, one of which is an adult and the other of which is a child, so I think I made her look a bit too much like an adult, oh well!

One thing I kept though to help her look younger is her freckles, same as Hilda! I love freckles but I swear I never use them in character designs. This design feature disappears from Hilda in the later comics, but I wanna keep them for Lauren for as long as I can tbh…

I mentioned before that I thought it would make sense for Lauren to go through a couple different hairstyles before reaching her final one in these early comics - the designs in the show are based off the ones in stone forest, which was the most recent comic to be released at the time the show came out. The style and characters designs had changed a lot from the early comics, and one of my favourite things about reading through the series is seeing how the designs changed and progressed before reaching those “final” versions, so I’m kinda reverse engineering Lauren’s design process to get that effect here, and I think one way that’d be shown is through her hair. Here her style is getting closer to the final version, her fringe has been lifted so it no longer covers her eye, and she’s got more of a curl! But her strands fall a little differently, so we’re not quite there yet…

I struggled a LOT with colouring this one, and that’s because I got the colour count wrong! One of the most overlooked ways to emulate a style is to count how many different colours appear per character - Hilda The Series generally has 6, 2 for hair and skin, and 4 for outfits, though the number can change. I miscounted here and thought the comics had 4 outfit colours like the show, but they actually only have 3. Once I realised that it made things much easier, though I still sent a little over it with some varying shades of green in her shoes. These kinds of rules generally aren’t firm, and might not even be one’s the original artist is even aware of, but when you’re trying to emulate someone’s work these little things can make all the difference

Show!Lauren probably doesn’t play guitar, I’ve mentioned before that I think she’s decent at piano and I stand by that, but I thought it was fitting for Comic!Lauren lol

That’s everything I can think of right now!

#hilda #hilda the series #art #my art #netflix hilda #hilda netflix #digital art #fanart #doodle #drawing #Hilda lauren #Lauren hilda #hildafolke #Hilda comics #character design #hilda oc #oc #my oc #sketch

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kingcunny · 1 month

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🦄 for the dance era targaryens

🦄 - Characters' physical appearance

dance era targs (roughly) oldest to youngest

rhaenys. tanned/olive skintone. takes more after jocelyn than aemon, but got aemons pale lilac eye color. not buff, but toned, swimmers build almost. when i read f&b for a sec i misinterpreted rhaenys “hair streaked with white” line as not referencing her age, but as poliosis.

and i think thats a really cool look for her so im keeping it :) if i can get a little anime with it, its reversed in laena and laenor. silver hair with black streaks.

daemon . more silver than gold. pale skin. pale purple eyes. looks just alyssa, big ears, crooked gap-tooth smile. but didnt get her curly hair or freckles. strong but also not built, lithe. for Some Reason having facial hair makes daemon want to die 🤔 so hes obsessive about staying clean shaven no matter where he is. notible then, that while he was hanging around harrenhal waiting for aemond to show up he hadnt shaved in weeks.

rhaenyra . takes more after viserys than aemma, but cooler coloring than him. silver>gold. rich purple eyes. wavy/curly hair. she also got alyssas silly ears and smile through viserys, as well as his sense of fashion. dresses in dramatized valyrian style, not at all historically accurate but looks sick as fuck. canon traits: fat, big nose, long braid, lots of jewelry.

aegon ii and helaena both take more after viserys, aemond and daeron after alicent.

aegon ii . flushed, bloated, alcoholic face. yall know that bit in the beginning of disco elysium when harry stumbles into the bathroom and starts groping his face talking about how much it sucks and how badly it hurts? aegon2s daily morning routine. sallow skin. gold>silver. tries to grow a mustache to look like viserys but he managed to dodge both viserys and ottos facial hair genes, ends up with a little pencil stache. canon trait?: fat

helaena . shorter. rounder face and softer features. pale purple eyes. freckles. crooked gap-toothed smile. wavy/curly hair. canon trait?: fat

aemond . tallest out of anyone here. skinny and lanky. not an ounce of muscle or fat on him. silver>gold. cooler skin tone. freckles?

daeron . i know the book says daeron had the valyrian look but i like thinking that he DIDNT. and thats why he got sent away to military school oldtown. hes kinda fucking with the greens whole “rhaenyra is a SLUT just LOOK at her children its obvious :/“ ive been picturing him with brown hair (from alicent) and purple eyes, but i saw this one fanart where he had the silver hair but green eyes and that looked really cool too. tan skin, freckles. shorter, but strong. curly hair.

baela and rhaena are fraternal twins, not identical. (baela wishes they were identical) they take more after laena than daemon. im kinda thinking about having one of them inherit laenas reverse poliosis, but im not such which. i do think it should be only one of them though.

baela . black/mixed. stockier build. i like the idea of her having short box braids, with the beaded ends. or short twists, especially in this half up style. feels very baela. likes to wear pants+dress like a man. light green/mint jewelry for moondancer, but otherwise doesnt really like to dress up. crooked smile.

rhaena . black/mixed. long goddess/butterfly locs. hair usually done up. always a bunch of jewelry and accessories in her hair. soft flowing fabrics, pastel colors. pink for mo(u)rning, maybe she also wears green for moondancer. lots of jewelry.

jacaerys . out of all of rhaenyras children, including aegon3 and vis2, jace is the one that looks the most like her. little brown haired boy version of nyra. has the valyrian nose if not the colors. wavy hair, not as curly as luke+joffs. darker skin. tall but bad posture so he looks shorter than he is. purpleish brown eye color. able to gain the most muscle.

aegon iii . very skinny. pale, sallow skin, deep set eyes, dark eye bags. straight, lank, hair. cutting scars on his chest. silver>gold but barely even silver, more white. also got alyssas gap toothed smile, but he never smiles so you wouldnt know it. essentially looks like a living ghost. canon traits?: purple eyes so dark they look black.

viserys ii . gold>silver. tan skin. freckles? curly hair. chubby and shorter.

if anyones not mentioned here its either because they died as a child and i dont have any strong opinions about their appearance or i forgor

#i went to school with a kid that had poliosis on his eyelashes and i thought it was soosooooo pretty which is why my mind jumped to that #whoopsie i asked for these and then forgot to answer them #talking about my hcs for character appearances is interesting #cause i have aphantasia (cant visualize the apple)#so while i have hcs for specific aspects of characters appearances i cant actually. Visualize what they look like to me #when i read its all more or less vague indeterminate shapes #asks #ask meme #championsofthejust

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pray4byron · 3 months

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hello!! thank you so much for squeezing me in 💕 i hope you're doing well

i use all pronouns and im asexual demiromantic. i have no preference for the gender of the character

my mbti is infj <3

personality wise, im a patient person. im touchy with close friends and family, otherwise i actively avoid touch. im quiet until im with friends, and i enjoy being in the presence of people and not having to do the same thing? [like i could be painting and they could be writing! we don't have to do an activity together to enjoy being together 🤭]. im otherwise i actively avoid touch. im quiet until im with friends, and i enjoy being in the presence of people and not having to do the same thing? [like i could be painting and they could be writing! we don't have to do an activity together to enjoy being together]. im honest and can be a little too blunt at times. im big on communication, it's how all relationships thrive - familial, platonic or romantic. im very careful about who i trust, so people need to show effort in befriending me. im quite observant with people's body language and their tone of voice. i enjoy banter every now and again but it helps when we both know when to draw the line. im not all that fond of technology and like to do other activities while i can, but i do admit it's useful to have! [all the music at my fingertips]. i love having philosophical talks with people too.

my hobbies include writing, painting, sewing and reading!! im also hoping to learn guitar at some point. i enjoy ballroom dancing but it's not something i do too often. my music taste switches from jazz, to metal to indie repeatedly -

im hyperfixated on the band ghost, and sleep token!! if you ask me about prey animals such as deer, bunnies, or cows i WILL talk your head off. im also OBSESSED with the crow [brandon lee] and the labyrinth [david bowie]. i have a soft spot for tim burton films too!!

my love languages are quality time and gift giving. im not entirely opposed to the other love languages but i definitely need to be warned before touch occurs or we've already established that we're both okay with touching each other. i personally prefer creating personalised gifts by engraving intricate patterns into pockets, writing them letters or just creating a little gift bag of the things they've had their eyes on

appearance-wise, im pretty short. roughly around 5'1-5'3. im also chubby but that's not something i get insecure about often - that doesn't mean i flaunt my figure or anything though, just simply indifferent. i like dying my hair but my go to colour is a dark ashy purple. i only have my lobes and my septum pierced but im considering getting more. im very pale and im absolutely covered in freckles. as for wardrobe, i either dress like a manic pixie dream girl or i go all out as morticia addams.

i enjoy helping people out, but if it requires physical lifting, then it's a no can do, due to my disability limiting what i can and can't lift

all and all, i just need someone to respect my boundaries and be patient enough with me to make it work

im so sorry that it's so long! if you need me to cut things down, im more than willing to 🫶💗 have a beautiful day

i know i said i was done with matchups but i promised this individual a matchup and i just got submitted the request so i’m doing it now.

anywho, i pair you with…

Husk !!

Husk is very open about communication, as he’s very honest, so that’s not really something you need to worry about in your relationship

He’s not much of a gift giver, but he appreciates everything you get him, and he’ll try to sneak in a present or two as a ‘thank you’. But in my eyes, Husk is more of a acts of service and words of affirmation kinda guy (in terms of giving)

You both banter a lot, he tries not to go to overboard, but due to his bluntness sometimes he’ll occasionally slip up, but hey, everyone does it at some point

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my-brain-threw-up · 1 year

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König SFW Headcanons

Background:

Real name is Elias Beckenbauer.

He’s 29 years old and from the Innsbruck area. His birthday is November 10th, making him a Scorpio.

Has a big extended family, but he is an only child.

His parents are both teachers at a secondary school. His dad teaches biology and his mom teaches literature.

He was raised around tons of younger cousins that are like little siblings to him.

Very close with his grandma on his dad’s side because she used to babysit him a lot.

His family is nominally Catholic, but most are not practicing, including him. Still attends the odd Christmas mass if he’s home for the holidays, mostly to make grandma happy.

Gets his height from his mom’s side. His dad’s family are averagely sized.

His constant growth made him gawky for most of his adolescence.

He didn’t fill out and grow into his height until his very late teens, mostly because he started working out and eating right when he joined the military.

His parents did not initially accept his choice to join the military, wishing he would choose a safer line of work. They relented, though, and are very proud of his accomplishments.

Appearance:

He’s 6'7'' or 201 cm tall. (6'10" is not technically canon, and visually, he looks about the same height as one of my friends who is 6'6" so I rounded up)

Has very dark brown, thick hair.

Used to have long hair as a teen. Shaved it off when he joined the military. Now he lets the top grow out a bit.

Got that 90s heartthrob, Dimitri from Anastasia, middle part going on. Has an undercut to stay cool under his mask.

Freckles and sunburns easily. But he eventually tans once the burn goes away.

Keeps his face clean shaven, finds facial hair too itchy and hot.

Has a scar across the middle of his mouth from accidentally being slashed with a knife during training. The other guy felt really bad.

Had acne as a teen. It's mostly cleared up now but he gets a breakout every so often from stress. Has a few clusters of acne scars on his back.

The front of his hips have some old, faded stretch marks from his extreme growth spurts.

True to form, he's got some serious muscles. Absolute tree trunk legs.

Has kinda crooked teeth. His canines flare out slightly from his other teeth.

Wears predominately simple t-shirt and pants combos in dark colors. He does like jewelry, though. Especially rings that he can fiddle with.

Pierced ears. Wears small silver rings in them when he remembers to.

Interests:

Favorite color is forest green.

Will listen to most kinds of music, but likes metal and industrial music the most. Rammstein, Type O Negative, Deftones, and KMFDM fan.

Though he doesn’t like regular crowds, he loves concerts. The loud music and the energy of the collective excitement is somewhat regulating for him. It gets his sillies out in a place where it feels acceptable.

He prefers to be in the bleachers instead of the pit, though, since he doesn't want to block the view.

He likes to cook, mostly standard German fare he learned from grandma. Makes a very good Kaiserschmarren, since that was his favorite growing up.

Coffee over tea. Treats himself to a fancy, flavored coffee periodically.

Parents got him into skiing as a child, both downhill and cross-country. Was a member of the ski club at his secondary school. Loved that he could cover his face with goggles and a balaclava. It made him feel protected from people’s eyes.

Got into marksmanship because he wanted to ski a biathlon. He has participated in three so far, getting fourth place as his personal best.

Also tried out ice hockey as a kid, but found that he didn’t like contact sports. Still enjoys watching it, though.

Extras (mostly funny):

Very clean, but couldn't organize to save his life.

Like he doesn't let dirty clothes pile up, but babes definitely lives out of laundry baskets because he forgets to fold it.

Snorts when he laughs.

Extensive mug collection.

*slightly NSFW* Batshit feral sense of humor. Definitely owns the "Don't bully me. I'll cum," t-shirt.

Owns a weighted blanket.

Uses the :3 emoji whenever possible because he thinks it's funny.

Unbeatable at Mario Kart.

#könig #könig call of duty #mw2 #könig headcanons #fanfiction #mw2 fanfic #cod fanfic #cod mw2 #hcs #könig fanfiction #sfw

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tiddie-taylor · 7 months

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Headcanons for the rest of the Emotions (since Joy and Sadness were done already)?

Oh yes of course!^^ I don't have nearly as much headcanons for them as I do with joy and sadness but here's some of them, might also include some brickoli headcanons (since I ship them too)

Disgust has freckles but most of the time she covers them up with makeup

Anger is pan and fear is bi (I haven't really chosen a sexuality for disgust yet)

Anger is transgender

Disgust has slightly curly hair she just straightens it a lot (but sometimes she curls it when it feels right but that's rarely)

Fear has anxiety, disgust has mysophobia (the fear of germs)

Disgust is a bit of a picky eater

Anger was the first one to see disgust with her freckles (he kinda likes em)

Anger is not the best at comforting (he's pretty bad at it lol) but he at least tries to comfort disgust when he's comfortable enough, like making silly comments or something to distract her from being upset

Disgust sometimes scolds anger for hitting fear so much or being too harsh towards him (anger never listens)

Fear sometimes goes to sadness to talk about how he feels like his fears are overlooked or not paid attention to and how anger can be a little harsh towards him sometimes

Anger is slightly chubby but it's hardly noticeable and he has quite a bit of muscle to make up for it

Anger and disgust are only really affectionate towards each other when no one is around or looking, sometimes fear catches them but anger always threaten fear if he tells anyone, like "istg if you tell anyone I'll (insert threat)"

#I don't have a lot of head canons for all of them since they don't get that much screen time compared to Joy and Sadness #but I might have some more in the future #inside out #inside out fandom #headcanons #asks

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bluecoolr · 1 year

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🎱 Darrell Todd NSFW Alphabet 🎱

A/N: Keep in mind our boy is bi. I tried keeping this gender neutral, though. This is in Darrell Todd x You format. Also keep in mind he is a vers. I once said he gave subby energy, but soft dom is also applicable.

Absolutely not proofread. I charged through this like a diesel train firing on all cylinders.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He's usually light-headed after sex. When he comes down from his high he'll make sure to attend to you. He helps you clean up (if you want) and would get both of you a drink of water. Tucks your hair behind your ear/brushes your hair from your forehead while you drink.

Would love to cuddle after, share a kiss or 2 … or 3 before falling asleep with you in his arms.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His hands. They're big with prominent knuckles. There's a couple of freckles on the backs of his hands and one mole on his right wrist. He has vertically long fingernails which have a sort of pale pink nail bed and barely there lunulas. He keeps his nails trimmed and clean.

His hands are reliable. They can touch, caress, hold, grope, and pull orgasms out of you.

Of course he also likes his dick. He's all about closeness and thinks having it buried balls deep inside you would be the epitome of closeness.

Your tits and thighs and lips. Don't get me wrong he appreciates a nice ass, but tits drive him wild. Chronic case of lemme suck them tiddies. He can get off on it alone.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Thick and white, which is relatively surprising for someone who has bad eating habits and who leisurely smokes.

Would love to cum inside you every chance he gets, but if you don't want that he'll gladly cum on your belly or your thighs.

Likes to see his cock covered in both your juices when he pulls out.

Gathers any that leaks out and pushes it back in.

Likes it when you swallow.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Would just love to bite you

He settles for nips and hickeys but he would love to sink his teeth down and mark you up

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's pretty experienced and kinda knows his way around.

Deadset on learning how you like it so he can satisfy you. He will find that sweet spot and make it his fucking mission to hit it every single time. He sleeps well knowing he did a good job for you.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Missionary and its variations: Both legs on his shoulders. One leg up. Your ankles locked around his waist/the small of his back.

He thinks it's perfect because you can have eye contact and its easier for spotting any signs of discomfort (no matter who's topping)

Also allows for deeper penetration and gives him front row seats to your tits. Makes your lips more accessible to deep, heated kisses.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Somewhere in the middle, I suppose. Likes to enjoy the closeness, wants to focus on how good it feels throughout.

Won't actively joke but he'd make you smile with honest, genuine praise.

Praise him and you'll get him very red and smiley.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

The carpet obvs doesn't match the drapes. He doesn't shave but trims it to help with clean up and comfort.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Very intimate.

Leans down all the time to kiss you. Thinks he can manifest his feelings through kissing. Outside of a sexual setting his kisses hold a lot of meaning too.

Kisses every bit of skin he can reach.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Jerks off a lot. It's one of the ways he relieves stress.

He'll be at work and very subtly reach down and palm himself behind the counter. Sometimes he disappears into the gas station bathroom to pump one out. Things get more interesting in his trailer.

He humps his pillow, hands clutching it in a death grip, while he lets his thoughts wander or while looking at pictures of you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

BREEDING

Praise kink

Mutual masturbation

Taking pictures/getting his picture taken

Outdoor sex/Agoraphilia

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

His trailer, in the woods or by the lake of Devil's Peak

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Dirty talk and naughty texts

Send him a pic and he's fucking feral, itching to get off his shift

On the opposite end however, he also gets turned on when you're just relaxing/cuddling. Loves it when there's this shared air of trust and open affection that wraps around you.

Tenderness.

Confident and genuine smiles, twinkling eyes, and having some outspoken passion for an interest enthralls him too

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Bondage

Knife or bloodplay

Degradation

Any form of hitting (spanking or slapping)

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Honestly, he loves both. He knows how to go down on you for sure.

Great hand-tongue coordination *wink wonk*

He likes to lace his fingers with yours while giving/receiving

Absolutely loves when you come in his mouth and swallows every drop

Will not hesitate to kiss you even with the taste of him on your tongue.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He gives you time to adjust once he bottoms out, but he's quick to settle on a pace you both enjoy.

Knows how important good rhythm is, so he's gonna commit to that.

Gets faster as both of you are close.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Loves a good quickie <3

Willing to risk it all for a quickie

If he's stuck at work, you're more than welcome to drop by and take him in the storage closet or bathroom.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

50/50… if it makes him uncomfortable or bears any form of resemblance to his turn offs, I'm sorry he isn't doing it.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Baby can take 2 max, but each round lasts a while so you both would have had your fill by then.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Surprisingly doesn't own toys. Considered buying one of those doll torsos, but decided against it. Didn't appreciate how desperate he seemed.

If you do have toys, he'll gladly use them on you, and if you get him any he's very willing to try them.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Doesn't tease much. Doesn't like to be teased either. If you want him, you'll get him and would appreciate it if you return the favor. He gets embarrassed/incredibly needy when you tease.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Loud. Can't help it. Absolutely vocal.

Sprinkle of expletives here and there

So much moaning it might surprise you because in a normal setting he isn't too talkative.

Petnames galore. Says "ma'am/sir" or "mama/daddy" when subbing, but always uses "baby".

Out of breath by the time he's about to cum. Just helpless pathetic whimpers that he buries in the crook of your neck.

Begging. That's it.

Stumbles over his words.

His orgasm pulls out a deep, satisfied, moan out of him.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Thoroughly believes that sex isn't good sex unless it's sloppy so... let's hope you're at the lake or near some running water and paper towels.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

*cracks knuckles* I've said before that he's big in every sense of the word and I stand by it. He's a good 8 inches in length, maybe a spare .02 or .04 or so, and a decent 5 inches in girth. Uncircumcised. (Gasp! An uncircumcised Christian?! Heresy! Bloo is burnt at the stake)

A shower. When you pull down his pants, it's a bit of a shocker and he always chuckles at your reaction.

Worried that you genuinely can't take it.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Relatively average sex drive? Although it's pretty high when you're around.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty fast, only because he's absolutely spent afterwards, but he'll force himself to listen to you if you wanna talk after. He'll insist he's just resting his eyes when he closes them. Pretty soon his replies turn into sweet but monosyllabic mmm's. Then he's out.

Gonna tag some people who interacted with my post: @rottent33th @fraidy-farfelle @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @solmints-messyocdiary @probably-a-plant-thing @damien-mlm

#darrell todd #oc writing #slasher oc #nsft #bluecoolr.txt

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dddaartist · 6 months

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Random facts about Moonblessed AU

You know, I have a few facts about Moonblessed Wally and such, so why not copy paste them here? in a little ramble mood for my AU so here's random facts: -The Moonblessed AU takes place in the same neighborhood as in OG, but there's two blue moons in the sky which seem to be able to give "blessings" fitting for each neighbor. -Blessings come in form of items or abilities (Example: Wally's paintbrush | Sally creating illusions for her acts) -Blessed neighbors have white crescent pupils in their eyes

Some Wally facts: -Wally's shoes have blue crescent moons under his soles instead of hearts -Wally also is a very cuddly person and occasionally purrs when he is near people he likes -He loves cheek kisses, they make him feel giddy -There is a high chance he has probably painted an apple before and then tried eating it, only to realize it doesn't taste like an apple (He was coughing up sparkles for the rest of the day) -He painted star freckles that look like his on Home so that they can match <3 -Aside from apples, Wally loves to eat jelly beans a lot, so make sure your jelly beans are safe because he might want some -He also likes when some foods have sparkly sprinkles or edible glitter on it, he just stares at it intently -If you cuddle him, he will probably just stay on top of you for as long as possible and purr loudly when he's super comfy -He also probably feels super happy sitting on your lap whenever you cuddle

Sally: -She still loves doing her acts like OG and puts on a show for her neighbors to enjoy, putting lots of effort in everything -She can create illusions to make her act more lively looking, even control their movements -Sally is kinda like a big sister to Wally, she WILL fight you if you harm Wally -This one is obvious by her design, but instead of original Sally, she is a blue giant (or let's just say a blue star)! Home: -In this AU, Home is very friendly! -Home does feel a tad bit of jealousy however when the neighbors hang out together. Home wishes they could roam around the neighborhood like the others. -Other than that, the neighbors make sure to include Home as much as possible to not make them feel left out <3 (I will make more for each neighbor when I finally get to make their designs, I just don't have the energy for it atm ^^;) I also have some additional facts I made later on: During October in the Moonblessed AU, the two blue moons become blood moons until the end of the month. And the neighbors dress accordingly, changing from blue moons on their outfits to blood moons (like in the image I posted some time ago).

And finally, unnecessary info about their designs: I counted the amount of moons I threw into Moonblessed Wally's design (counting with symmetry and excluding the cape pattern because i don't have a consistent amount of moons on there) and I came to a total of 12 moons (earrings, pupils, cardigan, cardigan buttons, moons instead of hearts under his soles, blue hair streak (yes, those are blue moons as well.) Sally only has 4 moons in her design (dress and pupils)

And everything of it is coupled up as two because not only symmetry and stuff but also because the AU itself has two blue moons!

#welcome home #welcome home arg #wally darling #welcome home au #wally darling welcome home #sally starlet #wally au #moonblessed au #moonblessed Wally

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dazzle-writes · 6 months

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Hello! Can I please request for a Demon Slayer matchup? Any sort of HC's are fine. <3

I'm straight, ISTJ, and a Pisces. My hobbies include chess, reading, and math for some reason? I don't really like animals and find them quite annoying but I do like axolotls! I have always been obsessed with sealife. My love language is physical touch and quality time.

I'm not shy, just quiet. I can be pretty judgemental to other people— including myself. I like to talk and I seem pretty sociable but others say I'm intimidating or too straightforward. I'm pretty impatient and I don't like others who beat around the bush. I'm a perfectionist and I place incredibly high expectations both on others and me. I keep people at a distance, but show just enough to make others think it's easy for me to be vulnerable. I'm ambitious and have a high drive to succeed. I'm good at socialising but I'm not particularly fond of it. I'm a control freak at times.

I'm 157 CM, I have wavy-ish black hair with hazel eyes. I have an RBF and freckles. My clothing style is leaning more to dark academia or a more feminine way of dressing. It fluctuates honestly, I could be wearing an incredibly dark outfit or an outfit with tons of florals and a makeup look that makes me seem very feminine.

I hope this is enough information! To be honest, I have no idea who I truly am as a person so if this is too vague I deeply apologise 😭

hello hello!!!! I see you said straight, however you also didn't state your gender LMFAO but since you said you dress with feminine tones i am going to assume that you are female!!!

For a Demon Slayer i match you up wiiiiith

Akaza!!

I think what draws him to you is the fact that you are so different from Koyuki! He can't wrap his teeny little boyfailure brain around how you are both so feminine and not at the same time!!

(This takes place in my redemption AU where the uppermoons break free of Muzan btw tee hee hee)

-Lowkey at first he did not like you bc of the fact that you were very upfront and did not take his sexist bullshit. Kinda just stood to the side with his arms crossed and all pouty.

-Then you give Douma a what for

-Heart Eyes TM

-Once you both start connecting more he is really impressed by how smart you are!!! As someone who grew up in relative poverty, he didn't learn reading and writing much, let alone more complex math. If you would perhaps like to teach him? What? Its not like he LIKES you or anything!!1 He so totally does

-Spending time with you helps to connect him to his human side more and more! He finds that the more memories he unlocks, the stronger he becomes as he frees himself from Muzan's grip.

-As a demon, animals don't like him much either. So you telling him you aren't a huge fan of animals makes him feel much better about his natural Fauna Repellent!

-likes to keep an arm around your shoulder to try an annoy you and because he wants to pick you up and hold you like a koala but if you two are alone he tends to keep his distance! His reasoning is that he doesn't want to scare you one on one, but does it in public where other people can see and you could potentially feel safer.

-As you two gets closer he really likes to hold hands with you when you're alone

-Reminds you to be easy on yourself! He is also a bit of a perfectionist especially when it comes to his strength, so he works hard to not ruin his immortal life anymore with it and doesn't want you to do the same.

-He likes you because you are so different from Koyuki, it reminds him that he can never go back to being Hakuji in this life, but that he can make something of himself as Akaza.

-When you two finally get together the other uppermoons are like "thank FUCK he would NOT STOP TALKING ABOUT YOU"

-Daki wants to plan your wedding

-HE DOES TEASING KISSES HES A TEASER

-tries to keep everything light and easygoing for you and lets you guide things to your standards

-Overall a very cute snuggler who would rip people to shreds for you ;)

-Goes feral if Muzan ever even thinks about you.

-Yall think Nezuko when she beefs up to fight Daki was scary? This mf would literally somehow develop a new Blood Demon Art to protect you.

-When y'all beat Muzan (obvs) he's very torn. There are parts of him that want to return to Koyuki, and parts of him that want to stay with you. He feels like he has a duty to Koyuki along with the love he feels for her, but you have helped him see a whole other side to himself.

-Ultimately he decides to stay as a demon for a while and think things over, while using his strength to help those around him and keeping you safe. I'll leave it up to you to decide how it ends <3.

AWAWAWAW I hope you enjoyed!!!!!

#razz writes #matchups #demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #akaza #akaza x reader

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therhythmafterthesummer · 6 months

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ANOTHER thought that i forgot to include in my previous asks; does pretty mum have stretch marks too? I wonder if she ever got insecure about them and how would Chris react to it?

As a curvy gurl, sometimes you wanna wear a crop top or something that reveals your belly and the stretch marks show 😔 i just know that pretty mum would definitely slay whatever she wears

~~~🍓

she most likely does!

i feel like she used to be very insecure about them when she was younger, but that she probably has accepted them more as she matured.

i suppose she has her days where she might feel uncomfortable with them, but she always tries to be her own personal hypewoman and try to push past it.

i don't think Chris minds or cares at all. he's a wolf... i kinda like to think he's got stretch marks of his own (either because of a growth spurt in his adolescence or because of the strain his human body goes through whenever he shifts or because of him bulking up...). besides, he grew up with Changbin (and other wolves), who most probably also has stretch marks as well, so he's used to seeing them in people.

Chris probably has the habit of kissingpretty's stretch marks, scars (if she's got any), and freckles/beauty marks. inner wolfie's probably like this. this marks where my lips should be. must kiss so he does. i'm sure that helps on days she's feeling a bit down :')

#actually you know what? new lore drop: stretch marks are prominent in werewolves #🍓 anon #ask #wereroomies ask #wereroomies headcanons

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fox-buried-in-maple-leaves · 3 days

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May I have reaper babies fun facts please?

YES YOU FUCKING MAY.

Lucian is a champagne fox, as mentioned. That means that dude is PINKish- its very cute.

Helena is a very curly furred cross-fox!

This sort of coat! But she's super curly.

Sienna is a silver fox like Alee, but she's the runt of the litter, and small enough she can literally ride Alee around in his fox form.

(but Alee is larger, yeah.)

I'll also add my tags from their other post and describe things better:

Because for all intents and purposes, the reapers act as 'humans' rather than any magical being, all of the kids are fox sorcerers, like Alee. This means none of the kids actually have any of their reaper parents' abilities, nor do they develop any differently from their siblings.

That being said, there are some interesting caveats. For instance, Lucian has the Destan magical trait of water magic. Its a pretty common Destan magical ability. But as all magical abilities, there is a chance for evolution. Lucian's magic has evolved for him to be able to wield melanomancy, or, ink magic. Much like his father, Mieran. But its a mere evolution of the Destan water trait.

Similarly, Helena gained Alee's ability to control pyromancy. Lumio is also a pyromancy user, however, he has control over ash. Whereas Alee does not. As such, Helena has worked very very hard (and for many years) to exert mastery over ash as a byproduct of her pyromancy. It isn't tied to Lumio, but it is possible because of her determination to be closer to her dad's magic.

Sienna is a funny case, she has an enhanced sense of smell. As a fox sorcerer, or an animal sorcerer in general, this is already enhanced. But hers is far more advanced. She teases Heath as to being the reason for this, but really its again just a natural evolution of her sorcery.

Nonetheless, the kids all have something that slightly matches their reaper parent, even though they're all just natural evolutions to their sorcery.

Later on, Alee tried to game the system with Mieran and Lumio. More as a test to see what would happen. Using Mieran's egg, Lumio's sperm, and his own body to surrogate. They wanted to see if they could make a child for the reapers.

That didn't go according to plan? They ended up with twins. Oliver and Angèl. Oliver is born from Mieran's dna, while Angèl is born from Lumio's. With Alee contributing the other necessary dna. Well, at least they figured it out.

Angèl does actually have vitiligo in his hair as well, the picrew just didn't have that option. Same with Helena. Angèl's covered eye is actually a dark faded blue from the vitiligo as well.

Funnily enough, none of the kids identify with the gender binary. Like you can't get away with calling Lucian a man or Helena a woman, ect ect. They all have some type of disconnect from gender.

Surprisingly, its both Cian and Sienna that are the most artistic. Cian wants to be an artist like Mieran and Fennel, while Sienna is a photographer.

Lucian and Oliver are both very blond because Mieran's own hair is depigmented, not just 'blond', despite Alee contributing literally black hair genes to these kids.

They were all kinda surprised at how dark Angèl's hair is, but the white patches throughout his hair are very prominent. Sometimes he dyes them, even though his parents are very supportive of his body and choices.

Sienna and Cian both have silver hair because Heath's hair is fully silver and the Destans have a silver hair gene (which is whats responsible for so many of the kids, Alee included, getting whites/silvers at young ages)

Cian and Sienna also both have an orange tint to their red eyes, thanks cenn.

Neither Oliver nor Angèl get red eyes, but that's okay. The brown (/blue) eyes are very nice.

Helena's eyes are the same dark red shade as Alee's, none of the other reaper kids have the same shade.

Funnily enough neither Helena nor Lucian have freckles. Everyone else does.

Alee probably would have tried the same thing he did with Mieran and Lumio to end up with the twins, for Cirino and Heath to get the same experience, but twins scared him too much. :sob: maybe in the future. They had Cian to even out the numbers LOL

Oliver is a very blond fox, its very cute. Not pink like Lucian, but blond. Angèl's vitiligo is visible in fox form! Cian is a fucking red fox, a normal Destan red fox. He hATES IT-

#☾*✲⋆. essence of myrrh #from the fate ; anon #⋆｡°✩ Lucian #⋆｡°✩ Helena #⋆｡°✩ Sienna (M)#⋆｡°✩ Oliver #⋆｡°✩ Angèl #⋆｡°✩ Cian

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thinkin-bout-milgram · 2 years

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Baseless Milgram HCs

Hello hello! It's Mercury! Pluto and I had way too much fun coming up with these, you can thank her for a lot of them.

Haruka

Absolutely bites fingernails

- Hands are constantly bleeding from picking at hangnails, digging nails into palms, maybe even SH

- Late trial 1, got bandages from Shidou to wrap around his hands and such

Believes that storks bring babies and the tooth fairy is real

- Tried to yank out teeth for tooth money a few times

clumsy as all hell

- Giving, like, baby giraffe “WHY ARE MY LIMBS THIS LONG” energy

Yuno

Extensive hair care

- Like hair masks and a specific hair washing schedule

Doesn't have a lot of makeup but it's all really good stuff like designer (channel lipstick and foundation, Dior lip oils, etc.) Japanese eyeliners or Korean beauty products

Gets her nails done, acrylics

Has two phones: one is a pink bedazzled flip phone and the other is the most recent iphone

Has a vast perfume collection that includes Carolina Herrera’s Good Girl, Miss Dior by Dior, Flowerbomb by Viktor&Rolf, and Versace’s Bright Crystal.

Wanted to be an idol for the attention and adoration, but was too lazy and too bad at both the dancing and singing for it

Listens to bubblegum pop only

Secretly collects photocards for a girl group

Fuuta

Voluntary ginger (he dyes his hair, it's naturally dark brown or black)

Acne scars and still has acne

- Mask to hide acne, mask causes acne etc

- Absolutely does not wash his face, or like splashes water on his face once a week

Pointy teeth bc I say so

Hes absolutely into cat girls,,,,

Dragonmaid body pillow,,,, I'm just saying

Has never owned an iPhone, only androids.

Bought a bunch of chains on amazon but never figured out how to clip them onto his pants

Surprisingly decent kisser despite the mass incel energy he radiates and his lack of literally any experience

Muu

Never went outside as a child

Always had a hair bow as a kid too

- Like,,, 2 sides pulled to the back in a half ponytail kinda style

When she full on laughs, she snorts

Gets nails done, French manicures only tho

Sees herself as the Marinette but is absolutely the Chloe

Hates the feeling of sunscreen, so she only wears it in makeup containing SPF

All of her earrings are sterling silver because she’s sensitive to the other metals

Also owns lots of pearl jewelry.

Shidou

Lefthanded (this is prob canon tho, watch him use scissors in Throwdown)

Has a small tattoo in an easy to hide spot like lower back that matched with his S/O

- Smth cute like matching flowers

Only ever wears boring colors (black, white, gray, navy)

- That bird of paradise shirt is like the only colorful thing he wears, its from his S/O

Always has chapstick on him, also an avid lotion user

Has a lot of candles, specifically lavender or eucalyptus scented ones

Can drive

Collects vinyls

He’s never been big on cologne, but wears Acqua di Gio by Armani because he got it as a gift once and never ventured outside of it

Mahiru

Freckles!!!

Changes styles depending on who she's with but it's always ultrafem

Has a lot of makeup in the same shade but either drug store or like e.l.f.

Only paints her nails herself

Dollification thing,,,,,

Only into sun star sign astrology

- "Whats an ascendant sign?"

Henna tattoos so she can constantly change them around to match her vibe

Laughs like a hyena

Puts anything and everything her S/O interacts with in a scrapbook

- She only knew him for what 2 weeks? and already has at least 8 full scrapbooks

She’s kinda a shit kisser because she's just way too eager

Kazui

Buffzui is objectively correct but I hate it

Reading glasses

Dyes his hair to hide gray roots

- Although he jokes ab being old he's actually super self conscious ab it

Red green colorblind

Sneezes like an old man

- Earth shattering, trumpet nose blowing

Amane

Cuts her own hair with safety, kiddie scissors

- That's why it's super choppy

Never owned any toys except for one teddy bear she's super attached to, but she hides him under her bed

Def broke a lot of bones when she was younger

Has really bad eyesight but bc of cult rejection of modern things and medicine, she just squints and thinks it's normal to not be able to see

Mikoto

Nose piercing, tongue piercing

Has a closet full of just shoes and a second FAT closet with a bunch of designer stuff

- Where does he get them from??? How does he afford them??? Cause like isn't he basically fresh out of college (nobody knows)

- Claims he knows ppl in the fashion industry

Def has tattoos

- Birth flower (marigold) bleeding with a knife thru it (shoulder blade)

- Hanged man tarot card tattoo BUT ITS ON FIRE (bicep)

- There’s a really big one on his upper thigh that you can barely see when he wears ripped jeans (thinks it makes him look hot so he wears ripped jeans a lot)

- There's def more I just don't want to think of more

Switch energy no cap

Snores honk mimimimi

Dyes his hair a lot but only browns, blondes and black (no ginger mikoto)

He deserves lower lashes LIKE THE WHORE HE IS

Has a Poloroid camera, but didn’t realize he has to by the film separately so the camera just sits somewhere in his apartment

- He thinks its broken

His favorite flavor to vape is Mango

Man is a very mid kisser like he uses way to much tongue (as much as this hurts me to admit)

Kotoko

Only owns 1 pair of running shoes and 1 pair of stompy boots

- All others are unnecessary

Eyebrow piercing, right side so it's not covered up by her hair

Lower inner lip snake fangs tattoo, claw mark tattoo on her hip

- Easy to hide places so she's less identifiable for vigilante stuff (ignore the piercings tho lmao)

Pegs men (??? blame Pluto)

Has 2 guitars, 1 is a hit trophy (bashed a guy in with it and kept it)

Shops at ragstock and hot topic only

Buff!!

Has huge ass feet

Only owns harsh eyeliner and black eyeshadow

#milgram #ミルグラム #admin mercury #im not tagging everyone that takes too much effort #milgram project #throws these at you and runs away #ill prob only rarely draw these #i just think theyre neat #there were a couple i made the executive decision not to add #a little toooo suspicious (again I blame Pluto)#some of these are absolute vibe checks #they dont really make any sense but they absolutely do #i would do some for es and jackalope but since we know even less ab them its almost impossible to #admin pluto #I swear im correct in all my ideas #if anyone disagrees please provide a counterargument otherwise ur wrong.

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kopivie · 4 months

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okay. so. i think i may have posted about my atla ocs once before, but we've gone through many changes, so this is an updated version! :D

first, we have yukika; first princess of the fire nation and only daughter of fire lord kazuo. she is the youngest of kazuo's children and half-sister to second prince ryohei and first prince ryuji.

as far as appearance goes, yukika looks like this:

she has slightly tanner skin and freckles compared to her brothers since they don't have the same mother. but she also wears longer garments when she's not in her official dress due to the burn scars that cover her body. (more on that later.)

outwardly, yukika appears like any princess should. her voice is stern, her expression is composed and often difficult to decipher, and she carries herself with the strength of a fierce warrior and the grace of a fire nation princess. however, she is timid and highly distrustful of others. she's the half-sister of the elder princes, so she tries to keep her head down so as to stay out of their way. but despite her efforts to do so, she cannot hide the fact that she is a natural prodigy.

without trying, yukika excels as virtually everything, from academics to combat. to make matters worse (in her eyes), she is officially recognized as the avatar at the age of 13. the eldest son and heir to the throne, ryuji, antagonizes her severely as he perceives her as a threat to his succession (despite it already being set in stone) while the second son, ryohei, does his best to provide her with the familial warmth that she deprives herself of.

yukika's own mother is kinda insane? she's the reason why yukika literally cannot fail at something, even if she puts in minimal effort. she drilled into her the idea that she must be the best at everything she does from a young age. and even after yukika's mother married the fire lord, she still forced her to shine despite the princess's protests. upon learning that her daughter was the avatar, yukika's mother became even more crazy, trying to get her daughter to master the elements as soon as possible so as to become the best avatar in history and rule the world.

because of the lack of actual love between yukika and her mother, ryohei did his best ever since he met his little sister to actually treat her as such. outside of sparring sessions and shared academic lessons, he did his best to include yukika in gatherings, outings, and things of the like that he thinks she might enjoy. yukika doesn't trust him or his aide in the slightest, however. she feels that ryohei and his aide want something from her.

ryuji, the heir to the throne, is also weirdly deranged for reasons that i don't think matter. it seems like in actual atla canon, there's always some person in the fire nation royal bloodline who is needlessly ruthless and crazy for no real reason, so that's ryuji. (perhaps i'll make it canon to my universe? some kind of blood curse...) he bullies yukika in every way imaginable. he's the reason why she has burn and lightning scars under her clothes, why she yields in every fight against him, and why she never shows her face unless she's summoned by her father or mother.

ryohei's aide is named touma and he is just... he has the second male lead vibe. the long brown hair, the captivating emeral eyes. he was raised in the fire nation by a high ranking fire nation government official and her wife who emigrated from omashu. he's an earthbender who can also lavabend, actually! he's got the kindest soul ever and he's been in love with the elusive fire nation princess since they were children. he befriended ryohei during their time in the academy and was named as his most trusted friend and aide shortly after they became friends. however, touma is another victim of ryuji's bullying, as he lost his sight in his right eye at the age of 15. his right eye is scarred and silver, which he covers with an eyepatch to this day. he doesn't need to, really, but he worries that the sight of the damage will freak people (yukika) out. and someday, he plans to ask fire lord kazuo for yukika's hand in marriage. (fire lord kazuo would ABSOLUTELY) agree btw.

i just. i adore my babies and i am so excited to write the way yukika blossoms into her avatar-self and learns to love others and herself. her story -- this fic -- is about self-love. and i hope that i can write it well ☺️

#[ 💭 — thoughts. ]#I LOVE YUKIKA #RAAGGHHHH I LOVE HERRR

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potsherdss · 6 months

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* ‘ ˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 !

General

Name: Dr. Evander Lysandros Sidaris Age: 30s Gender: Male Species: Human Nationality: Greek Occupation: Archaeologist, Egyptologist (he has two Ph.D.s, what a nerd)

Hobbies & Interests

Collecting and cataloging antiques (he has quite the impressive teapot, stamp and book collection!).

Cooking, baking.

Tea.

Writing, reading.

Gardening, botany.

Antique teapots. His teapots are sacred. Don’t touch them.

Personality traits

Sweet, caring, gentle.

Lighthearted, often seeing the positive side of things.

Pacifist; dislikes (and often avoids) conflict… which isn't always a good thing.

Polite and friendly.

Thoughtful.

Intelligent and curious, with a deep love of learning.

Creative and imaginative, with a passion for storytelling.

Sensitive and empathetic.

Comfortable with solitude; in fact, he often prefers it.

A bit of an oddball.

Tends to get overly passionate about certain topics.

Has a habit of getting lost in his thoughts and daydreams (don’t mind him staring off into the distance…).

Tends to skip small-talk (goodness, he really struggles with small-talk and can be a little... awkward) and launch into monologues about topics he's passionate about… even if he’s just met you 5 minutes ago. He is a chronic info-dumper and oversharer.

Afraid of public speaking. Whenever he has to give a lecture or presentation, he is a blushing, stammering mess and tries to hide behind his notes.

Doesn’t drink alcohol and if he does, oh boy.

Goes into hyperfocus when immersed in his interests or research.

He cannot STAND perfume. It gives him a headache and makes him nauseous (hello, sensory sensitivity). Natural scents are fine.

Trivia

Vegetarian.

Has a faint Greek accent.

Very intelligent. Also very awkward.

Doesn’t have a car or a driver’s license – but he has a green old vintage bicycle!

Afraid of heights. Avoids tall buildings and bridges.

Is a bit superstitious and equally fascinated and terrified of the paranormal. He has seen some eerie things that made him question his own sanity.

Has a knack for finding hidden meanings and symbolism in the artifacts he discovers.

Has a soft spot for animals and has volunteered at animal shelters in the past.

Has a talent for languages and can speak several fluently, including Latin, Ancient Greek, and Sanskrit. He enjoys studying the etymology of words and their cultural significance.

Always Carries a Notebook.

Paces when thinking.

His antiques and books are organized in a specific way, and if you take a book you gotta put it back IN THE EXACT SAME SPOT OK!!?

Usually wears eccentric tweed suits. Colorful (bow)ties and socks are a MUST.

Needs reading glasses, but constantly misplaces them.

Physical appearance

Blonde, long curly hair, kinda messy, often tied back in a ponytail or bun.

Sun-kissed skin, faint freckles.

Bright blue eyes.

1.81m.

He has a few minor scars on his arms and hands from his field work.

Lean “dad bod”.

Style: Classic, sophisticated, “professor core”; comfortable, knitted pullovers and cardigans, tweed suits; earthy colors but always with a pop of color.

Background

Evander grew up in a small Greek town where he developed a love for history and archaeology at a young age. His parents (his mother being a history teacher, his father a librarian) were both supportive of his interests and encouraged him to pursue his passion.

He began his career as an archaeologist working on local sites and eventually landed a job as a field archaeologist.

He has worked on various archaeological sites around the world, including in Mexico, Peru, Guatemala, and finally Egypt. Some of his notable works include working at the ancient Mayan city of Tikal in Guatemala. After earning his first Ph.D. in archaeology, he worked in Egypt and spent several years working on various excavation sites throughout the country, including the famous Valley of the Kings, before eventually getting his second Ph.D. and securing a position as a lead archaeologist and Egyptologist.

After many years of working as a field archaeologist, Evander began to feel burnt out from the constant travel and after a… particularly dangerous adventure, he decided to settle down and start a new chapter in his life. He currently works at the local museum where he spends his time researching and cataloging ancient artifacts.

Apartment

Evander's apartment is small but cozy. His bookshelves are filled with antique tomes, archaeological texts, antiques, books, one shelf is designated to his extensive teapot collection.

He has a green thumb and enjoys tending to a variety of potted plants, which are scattered throughout the apartment and even spill out onto his small balcony. There are herbs growing in the kitchen, small succulents on the windowsills, and even a few hanging baskets suspended from the ceiling.

His desk is always quite chaotic and a little cluttered with books, journals, and scrolls.

A few small trinkets and artifacts are scattered about the desk as well.

Evander's cat Cleo usually lounges on his floral couch in his living room.

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His Life Will Find A Purpose (When the River Meets the Sea) - Chapter 7

crossposting: ao3

work summary: A nine-year old in Tomahawk, WI gets glaucoma surgery over Christmas break.

chapter summary: As the advent calendar counts down, Pickles struggles under the anxiety of looming surgery.

tws: none (let me know if I missed a biggie!)

As December trickled by, Pickles would occasionally feel something rush up from nowhere in slow-motion, like he’d seen a tsunami climb out of the horizon. On the Wednesday before Christmas break started, they had a school assembly to watch the kindergartners and the fifth graders (including Seth) sing Christmas carols, and on that Friday they had a party complete with cupcakes from the classroom mom, quiet Mrs. Lofgren. But not even candy and watching Seth boil red from humiliation on the stage in the gym could break Pickles out of his fog.

Since he’d been provided an assigned seat after the first week of class, sitting with his friends in the back wasn’t an option, so he had to catch up with Rodney, Jonathan, and Michael during recesses. Today, they all sat behind the previous day’s snow fort.

“You’re lucky you don’t go anywhere on Christmas. My mom drags us to grandma’s house for dinner and it’s so boring.” Jonathan seemed to be related to almost everyone in town, if you went by everyone he claimed to be his cousin. A silent nodding consensus among Rodney and Michael cemented that yes, it was possible that Jonathan would have a large family gathering to attend on Christmas Day. Jonathan had the best baseball card collection and made a good playmate despite his constant fibbing, but his remarks consistently needed vetting.

“Yeah, it’s kinda busy at my house on Christmas.” Rodney’s mother was easygoing, yet exhausted with three year old twins, Rodney, and three beautiful Labradors. “I just play with my toys and have dinner.”

“Hey Pickles?” Michael interrupted Rodney just before taking a cool, refreshing bite out of a fresh snowball. “My sister’s in Seth’s class and she said you’re gonna be in the hospital on Christmas.”

“Yeah, that’s right.” Pickles took off his wet mittens and drew furrows in the snow with his bare fingers. Traces of dried blood from his cuticles gave the snow the slightest rusty freckles as he plowed it into parallel lines.

“Really?” Rodney wiped his nose on his sleeve. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s his eye thing, remember?” Jonathan chirped, doing his best to be helpful.

“Yeah,” Pickles confirmed. Michael pushed himself up onto his knees.

“Wow. Are you going to get presents there?”

“No, my parents decided it’ll be when I get home.”

“Seth also said you’re not getting nothin’, but I don’t think that’s true.” Michael was always nice, whether he tried to be or not. Believing Seth came too easily to Pickles, and hearing someone else disagree with him always made Pickles feel a little better. If someone else thought Seth was wrong, then maybe he was actually wrong, and it wasn’t just Pickles trying to sabotage himself into disappointment.

Pickles sat back and put his hands in his pockets. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t care?” Michael ducked his head a little bit and ended up looking so sincere, with big, warm, black eyes, that Pickles almost snatched him into a hug,

Pickles shrugged, but before he could speak, Jonathan piped back up, this time just to be a know-it-all.

“You know eye surgery sometimes makes stuff worse, right? That’s how my uncle lost his eye!” His uncle lost his eye in a VA hospital in California after he’d come back from Vietnam, a story he told almost everyone he met. And Jonathan’s uncle met a lot of people working at the liquor store. He’d get talking for hours at the counter and wouldn’t even remember the back door of the stockroom was unlocked, and the creme de menthe was awfully close to the back door… Pickles helped himself every now and then. Jonathan’s uncle sure knew how to drum up new customers.

“Would you come back to school if you were blind?”

“I don’t know.” Blindness was such a frightening prospect that Pickles had instead begun to settle with his mortality, and fully intended to choose death over blindness out of sheer will. Still, there was no guarantee that wishing himself dead would finally work… Jonathan had effectively read Pickles’ fearful mind, but he smirked and looked back up into his friends’ faces. “I could get an infection and die with pus coming outta my face, so…” Heh. That’d be funny. Closed-casket funeral for sure. Maybe it’d make his mom sick of making casseroles with that set, gelatinous, yellow cream of chicken soup that was so concentrated that it came out shaped like its can… Can pus be chunky?

The boys were silent as they watched two beads of winter “sweat” drip onto Pickles’ cheeks.

“Well, I’d miss you-” Michael began, but was interrupted by Mrs. Wallace clearing her throat from the other side of the fort. Her festive nativity vest wiggled its pom pom trim at them from above.

“Gentleman, recess ended five minutes ago.”

“Sorry, Mrs. Wallace!” Jonathan was not only a fibber but a kissup and stood up the fastest, but they all trudged into line with the other kids.

At the end of the day, right after the final bell, before she’d even sat her chalk down, Mrs. Wallace called Pickles over to her desk. He slid everything on the top of his desk into his schoolbag, leaving papers and pencils to get crushed under his books, as long as it could close. Then, he walked up to her, standing in the scuffed 12x12 asbestos tile squarely in front of her nameplate.

His eyes only lifted when she held his mittens out to him, dry and warm from sitting on the radiator behind her desk.

“You left your gloves at recess.”

“Oh…” They needed to be washed but otherwise they were perfect and almost steaming with warmth. He cupped them in his hands, but he didn’t dare look at Mrs. Wallace in case he were in trouble for forgetting them in the first place. “Thanks.”

“Merry Christmas,” she offered, softening her eyes.

“Merry Christmas.”

When Pickles had his coat on (and doublechecked that Luke and his inhaler were still in the pockets), he heard Mrs. Wallace call him again while she straightened out the rows of desks. “Pickles?”

“Yes?”

Her mouth opened and shut a few times but nothing in her mind made it down to her mouth. Over the length of the semester, it felt like a light had gone out in her class. Although Pickles became less disruptive, it wasn’t a result of trying to focus more in class, punishment, or ‘maturing’. If anything, he’d gotten more distracted with his head on his desk instead of making faces or trying to cut up with the other students. She let him get away with playing with toys in the pockets of his clothes because it was one of the only remaining signs that Pickles was a nine year-old boy and not a frightened dog. His current state was far from the description of the incorrigible and wildly sincere child his last teacher described. It was like he’d been snapped in two.

Mrs. Wallace knew from being on the church prayer chain that when someone believes they’ll die, they come that much closer to it. Surgery was no laughing matter, but to see Pickles say a roundabout goodbye behind the snow fort he built laughing the day before made her heart lurch into her hands. But who was she to tell him he wouldn’t die?

He could barely stand to be spoken to. With his head tucked and his arms creeping up to his chest, Pickles took baby steps backwards towards the door.

“I’m looking forward to seeing you back in class in the new year.”

He chalked it up to seasonal formalities and nodded in her general direction. “Yeah, uh, you too. Bye.”

While she was dusting the cubbies, she found his mittens again, laid right under his coat hook on the floor. She brushed them off and folded them, laying them neatly in the left corner of his cubby where he could see them as soon as he returned.

Pickles’ sleeplessness followed him to Saturday morning, cartoons be damned. His teeth ached, for no good reason, and it was almost enough to make him stop eating. Weakly, Pickles hiccuped, and scooped spoonful after crunchy, wet spoonful into his mouth, until he could feel the granulated sugar he’d sprinkle over his cornflakes squeak between his molars.

“Just slap me,” Seth moaned with his head leaned against the couch cushion and his limp arms giving him the languishing, saintly form of a groggy Saturday morning schoolkid.

“What?”

“I said just slap me.” The hum of the tubes on the TV was eerie and clear, or were they hearing the refrigerator? They were still as two bodies laying in adjoining cabinets in the morgue.

Pickles reached to the right and hovered his fingers over Seth’s cheek. He brought it down on Seth’s unfocused face with the same hardness you’d use to make a hollow sound on a dog’s ribs, but pulled back when he felt his brother flinch.

“Ow!” Seth squeaked… right before he laughed. “You hit like a girl.”

“I do not!” Pickles couldn’t help being a little brother, but he was not a little girl.

Seth clicked his tongue like an idiot (Mom smacked him when he did it, but he swore he saw it in a mob movie) and returned his head to the polystyrene hammock of the couch seat cushion. With his knobby legs shoved under the coffee table and that smug, satisfied look on his face, Seth looked as comfortable as could be.

“Do it again.”

This time, with twice as much hesitation, Pickles popped him in the chops with an open hand. The sound of Seth’s teeth snapping together briefly volleyed around the room.

“ Ow !” Seth twisted himself towards his brother, then looked back away with a puff.

Pickles pulled his knees to his chest and chased the not-yet soggy cereal stragglers floating around his bowl with a little tea spoon. “Yeah. Don’t call me a girl.”

Instead of letting it go and going back to his own breakfast, Seth slapped Pickles in the side of the head with a flailing arm.

“Seth! God-”

“You’re such a pussy.”

“Am not… Jeez.” Pickles grumbled. Unwilling to debate further, he got up to sit on the couch.

“I know I didn’t just hear you speak the Lord’s name in vain, Pickles! Shame on you…” Molly waltzed into the room clutching her housecoat closer around her chest. When she sipped her coffee, her glasses fogged over and her eyes went missing.

“Seth, I want you to shovel out the driveway this morning.”

“Mom!” Seth turned towards her and crossed his arms tight, hoisting his shoulders over his ears. “That’s not fair!”

“Now don’t throw a fit. I’ll give you $5.”

“But make Pickles do it!”

“He’s too short.” She cut her eyes towards Pickles and he decided to stop trying to hunt every cornflake down. “He did a terrible job last weekend- your father almost broke his back! I want you to do it.” Pickles left the room to wash out his bowl.

“Fine.”

“That’s good.” She took her glasses off and came around the couch to give her oldest a kiss on the top of his head. “Love you. I’m going to go call Aunt Elaine.”

“Love you too, Ma,” he mumbled over his soggy cornflakes, then he stared at the television.

Pickles returned as she was leaving and laid down across the sofa, minding Seth’s head and curling up in hopes that it’d stop his stomach from tossing his cereal around like a front-loading washing machine. The second he closed his eyes, he was dozing off. Almost every waking moment he wasn’t talking to someone, he was thinking about the surgery. There were too many unknowns, from the food to the other kids to the non-zero chance that the surgery would fail and he’d end up even worse. Maybe blindness would be where everything would look like a blurry shape. Or darkness. Maybe his eyes would pop or they’d scoop them out, and he’d have empty, skin-covered eyesockets like one of the neighbors’ outdoor cats. Maybe blindness would be not knowing how nauseating he’d be to the unwilling friends and family who could bear to see his mutilated face. He probably wouldn’t die if something happened, after all. He’d have to learn how to live with it.

Maybe he could be a telemarketer, since he could probably memorize where the numbers on the telephone were, if only someone could read the numbers out to him. Or, braille, there was always braille…

Can labels and money and newspapers didn’t come in braille. Maybe he’d have to live with mom and dad forever, since he knew the house.

The last thing he might ever see could be white sheets or a doctor’s face. How long would it take for him to forget what everything looked like? Last night, he’d tossed and turned and made himself dizzy suppressing sobs and using his inhaler, something that had become more and more frequent as Seth’s advent calendar counted down like a bomb.

Today could be his last day to be a normal kid. Tomorrow, he went to Milwaukee.

“Pickles, can I ask for a favor?”

Instead of brushing Seth off, Pickles always felt compelled to accept Seth’s little “deals.” Although they’d bitten him in the ass, there were a handful of times where it’d been fun, or it’d saved them both a lot of trouble… like the time Seth’s friend gave them a ride in the back of his truck to the gas station and he gave them the remnants of nitrite leather cleaner, which kept Pickles entertained for the rest of the month. But Seth would do the same for him eventually, right? That’s what mom told him. Besides, he didn’t have any big plans today.

Seth rolled his shoulders and closed his eyes. “You gotta shovel the driveway.”

“I can’t. Mom said I suck at it, remember?”

Seth leaned forward and looked Pickles in the eyes as he pulled himself tighter and tighter into a ball. “Pickles, look, you’re my brother, alright? And you can do what you gotta do. It just iced over last time- but it was perfect, just perfect before that. You’re my brother, you can do anything you want to, and so what if you did a crap job last time, ok? You can’t do everything right. But you gotta shovel the driveway.”

“You can’t make me. Mom said she wanted you to shovel the driveway.” Pickles dredged himself up and sat upright to argue, but stopped short when he saw how quickly Seth twisted around, and how his face was stuck in that still, stern look that felt almost as bad as mother’s.

“I can’t make you but you’ll be sorry, trust me, ok? You don’t want to know what I’m gonna do to you.” Seth stood up, leaving his bowl of lukewarm, used milk on the coffee table. As he walked away, he backhanded Pickles in the ear.

“Ow!”

As Pickles sat by himself, the TV’s cheerful chirp started to sound mocking and hostile. When it became unbearable and sick-feeling, he stood up, turned off the TV, and grabbed the little shooting gallery pocket game from one of the side table drawers.

“Pickles?”

“Yes, Mom?”

“Your snow suit is clean.” He’d had it taken out of commission for a few days after Seth and his friends infested their yard with every frozen dog turd they could find within a half-mile radius. And that happened only a few days after he’d become un-grounded from slamming the door when Seth chased him up the stairs for using “his” broom for broomball. With all the drama along with his asthma, he’d spent most of his weekends inside. If today was his last good day, he might as well spend it in the snow.

When he emerged from the house, he immediately heard Jonathan reciting the rules of street hockey and ran up the plowed street just in time to even out the teams. Although he wasn’t a particularly valuable player, even when he could see the ball, it was better to have another body on your side than nobody, and there was even an extra stick! He burnt the rest of the morning that way, hollering and hustling, setting his lungs on fire. The ice on the telephone wires gave them a tinsel-y sparkle in the morning sun.

He’d played a couple games before Seth and his friends replaced some of the kids who had to go eat lunch and change gloves, and at the end of a match, Seth slapped him upside the head so hard that his hat flipped off.

“So when you gonna shovel out the driveway?”

“I’m not.” Pickles shot back as he bent down and shook the snow off his hat. “Mom said-”

“I didn’t ask you what mom said, did I?” Seth grabbed the back of Pickles snowsuit and jerked it up so that Pickles would stand. The game hadn’t really stopped, but with two people arguing by one of the goals, the rest of the neighborhood boys stood around and watched the sun shine helplessly on the snow-burdened, slumping cedar trees in neighboring yards.

“I’m not gonna shovel the stupid driveway!”

The white snow sparkled with such a sincere invitation that Seth couldn’t help but kick Pickles in the back of the knees, but before he could do much of anything else Michael Jones’ mom poked her head out of her door, swathed in her own winter fleece housecoat and slippers, but with a silk scarf over her hot-combed hair. And Michael’s mom wasn’t afraid to pull out the phone book and find your parents. And if they hung up on her, she’d write them. And if she wrote them and called them and what you did in front of her house was bad enough, she’d tell Mrs. Wallace or the grocer or even the Schwann’s guy… Mrs. Jones would get you in trouble if she thought you deserved it, and not even Seth would test her this close to Christmas. At the sound of her screen door squeaking, everyone stood still.

Seth stood back, casting a shadow over Pickles as he flipped himself over. “So that’s how it’s gonna be, huh? Alright.” Without another word, he turned and left. Slowly, the game resumed, but Michael himself came outside, and he and Pickles and Rodney left the game to go sledding on trash can lids a couple streets over.

When he came back down the road, red-nosed and cold-handed, it was after lunch. He shed his boots and his snowsuit at the door, freeing his sweaty hair from his hat and flinging his gloves to the floor. Snow had managed to wiggle into the arms of his clothes, wetting his undershirt, so he went upstairs to change it while he shivered off the lingering cold in his legs and ears. Seth bounded down the stairs, shoving right past Pickles, with a pair of scissors in his hand.

The door to his room, typically wide open, was mostly closed. The inside was as dark as it usually was, but the outline of his plastic Millennium Falcon looked more like a microwave omelette maker than a blurry dinner plate on the ground. He turned the light switch on and almost gagged at the sight of it cracked in two parts, all the glued plastic joins popped-out, with shards of grey plastic spilling out of the splits. Around it lie the whole cast of Star Wars (at least, the ones Pickles had) in pieces, their arms and plastic boots scattered like they’d lain down on landmines. A couple heads were broken off, or marred by the force of two blades attempting to saw them in half.

He knelt, but he kept his breathy torment and pathetic tears in his hands. After all, they were only toys, right?

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