OC TAG GAME 。*・♡;
i was tagged by the lovely @noonfaerie to categorize some ocs + use this picrew; tysm ambie!! 💕💕
♡ FAVORITE OC.
ursula — baldur’s gate 3
my three favorite ocs always alternate between ursula, thea, and audra, but as of right now i’ve really been on an ursa kick!! probably my most universally beloved oc as well?? u guys already know everything abt her—a sailor, a tyrant, a lesson in pride, and the rest!!!!! her backstory makes my soul ache and i just love her sm celebrate pride this year by driving ur gf to her death just like ursula !! 🌈 🌈
♡ NEWEST OC.
lacie lane — infamous (if)
my gorgeous gorgeous girl!! my cocky ex gf!!!! my problematic lead singer!!!!!! u guys know the gist. what can be said abt lacie other than she’s toxic and beautiful and not as in control as she thinks. i’m really eager to see infamous develop so i can think of some juicy lacie/seven content bc as of right now i’ve been in a creative drought 😔
♡ OLDEST OC.
rowena cousland — dragon age: origins
so rowena is technically my second oldest oc (the honor of first belongs to silla 💕) but i’m listing her instead of silla because her story and personality has been consistent for the past ten years whereas silla has evolved!! rowena is proud, stubborn, and clever as the devil—and each of these traits have been both flaw and merit. her relationship with alistair is complex and tragic but mended with a bit of time.
♡ MEANEST OC.
kinasi irress — star wars
honestly ursula and jael were both strong competitors for most cruel oc, but kina takes the cake because, unlike the other two who cultivated strong affinities/bonds in their youth, kinasi has never known kindness. for over thirty years she lived in an environment of fear, hatred, and isolation. all she knew was the vie for power and all she knew was punishment if she failed the social climb. in a world of every-man-for-himself and please-your-master-or-fall-from-grace, community-centric skills such as teamwork, generosity, and emotional support were nonexistent, and so she never developed them. to be “mean,” which is putting it lightly, was just their nature. dog eat dog. need against need.
♡ SOFTEST OC.
ellery lux — pillars of eternity
the sweetest weirdo who ever lived!! ellery is a druid who, after being separated from her parents, raised herself in the forest with no one but the creatures and sun-dappled greenery for company. everything she learned, she learned from the woods—tenderness a kind of virtue no human could have taught her. she’s decisive and gentle and accepting and doesn’t care for social conventions in the slightest AND!!! i love her so much 🌿🦌🤍
♡ MOST ALOOF/STANDOFFISH OC.
salylia dreneri — the elder scrolls: morrowind
she doesn’t mean to be this way, but she’s a stranger in a strange land and her former partner just framed her and there’s some freak talking to her in her head and she can’t help but put herself at a distance from everyone !! though she was always the cool, quiet one—tennebrae did most of the talking.
♡ DUMBEST (AFFECTIONATE) OC.
bright — dungeons & dragons
her true name eaki, bright was given to a halfling village deep in the bramblewood when she was just an infant. an odd combination, tiefling and halflings, but they understood social scorn and ostracization and accepted her completely. when her adoptive sibling fell mysteriously ill, bright, at the behest of the village herbalist, sought out an ancient forest entity, and struck a deal—the life of her sibling (and many boons) in exchange for a favor when the time comes. all this being said, she is not the wisest warlock around. bright is bright for her charm and silliness, not her brains.
♡ SMARTEST OC.
jael khatri — pathfinder: wrath of the righteous
this was another tough one between jael and cath, but jael won because she’s, in the most reductive of terms, a sexy evil experimentalist!! everyone already knows everything abt jael and how her cruelty is clinical and her wit is sharp as a knife from when i first played pwotr last year but i’ll never stop being obsessed with her!!!
♡ OC YOU’D BE BEST FRIENDS WITH IRL.
corintha trevelyan — dragon age: inquisition
this isn’t because i think i’d get along with her best (i think that would be emika or honey??) but because i love a DELUSIONAL girlie. i’d kill to pick her brain fhdjfnfnfbd
tagging!! @malefiicarum @rosebarsoap @lvllns @devilbrakers @bunfey @saintjudegf @ladysanjo @statichvm @aartyom @celticwoman @shadowglens @druidgroves @mrs-theirin @necroticpetals @minaharkers @dantesparda @umbertors @nuclearstorms @liurnia @jillvalcntines @risingsh0t @brujah @solasan and you!!!!!!
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WIP Wednesday
I was hoping to have this done today but life happened so have this little tidbit instead...
“L-Luis… Luis please. You have to let go.” Leon hissed, his own hands clasped over Luis’s, trying to pull them away but there like stone digging into his flesh.
There is still no indication that Luis even hears him. That he even knows where he is. His bright eyes are unfocused, unseeing.
Leon gives up on trying to pry Luis’s hands from him and out of nowhere a thought strikes him. He stopped his struggle and then gently placed a trembling hand onto the space between Luis’s shoulder blades. Leon gets a flash of ichor darkened veins, winding thickly around Luis’s spine. The hole Krauser’s knife left had long since healed, sealing Luis’s plaga inside.
His own plaga stilled in his chest and Leon took a deep breath.
He felt so foolish, but Leon had to try. He closed his eyes and tried to reach out. On his own, through his own plaga, whichever way worked. He just needed the thing to hear him. Surprisingly, it seems to work. Leon could feel it when they connected and immediately, he took the opportunity to try to convey to it that Luis was safe. That Leon was with him and that he would do whatever it took to make sure that nothing happened to him.
Hey. Hey, can you hear me? You’re safe. I’m here. You’re safe and so is Luis. I’ve got you. I won’t let anything happen to you.
Protect.
Leon gasped in shock.
Protect him.
He had been trying to talk to it. Was it anymore insane that he was communicating back.
Yes. I will protect him. I’ll protect you both. Just please… Please… you have to try. Try and calm down. You’re hurting him.
Crazy enough, it seemed to work. Luis’s grip loosened and Leon could do nothing but sigh in relief. His own plaga finally calmed in his chest.
“Fuck.” Leon panted and winced. A sense of dizziness overcoming him before it all went black.
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sunday snippet
ty for the tag @spookymoonie 💞💖💕💓💗(haha 😀 ha ur snippet excuse me 😀….,,fucking excuse me? 😀)
here’s some first draft ch. 9! 🕺 (ik the dialogue is clunky it’s first draft cut me some slack fhdhdhddhd)
They sat in silence for another few moments before Sirius retreated from his burrow, wiggling back just enough to watch his own thumb circle at the dip of Remus’ cheek, right below where the thin white scar bled back into his skin.
“You were a hit,” he said quietly, softly, close to tears with the sheer amount of superhuman strength it was currently taking to keep that monster of feelings in his chest contained.
Remus’ eyes fluttered open and he rolled his head to the side, his features so soft and warm in the lamplight of Sirius’ room that his stomach did an appreciative little twirl. “You think so?”
“I know so.”
“You were right, they’re really great.”
“I told you!”
“I know you did.”
“You really should start listening to me, darling—I’ve never been wrong.”
“I expected your brother to be a lot worse, though,” Remus raised, fixing him with a pointed look. “You had me prepared for a civil war, Sirius. He was perfectly pleasant.”
“He’s an evil little shit, trust me,” he urged. “He’s only tolerable when he wants to be.”
“I talked to him quite a lot, actually.”
Sirius frowned. “About what?”
“He said something about football?”
“Oh my god—”
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