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#i like to headcanon that the blue eyed characters all have different hues of blue characteristic to them uwu
apticho · 3 years
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“hey you two! look over here and smile!” | this is my piece for the @sokaizine!!! I CANT TELL HOW MANY TIMES IVE SMILED WHILE WORKING ON THIS PIECE!!! im wishing sora and kairi only the very BEST in future games man TT___TT
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beebrainedstudios · 3 years
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Next up on the ADSOM refs list is Ojka, the knight in white armor to everyone’s favorite Someday King. I love Ojka, she stole every scene she appeared in and provided a welcome point of view for White London during AGOS. As with all of the second wave ADSOM refs, I will be including a list of headcanons/design notes under the cut, as I took some creative liberties this time around considering Ojka doesn’t get a lot of description. Enjoy!
- The first (and probably most notable) thing to discuss is the fact that Ojka’s design + pose are obviously inspired by ballet. I did a bit of research and discovered that ballet as a dance form existed well before the Londons would have split. One thing led to another and, considering that Ojka is constantly referred to as “dancing” with her knives, I thought it would be neat if Ojka was actually skilled in ballet. It’s an extremely rigorous style of dance that has a lot of history, so it would make sense if it was used by some Maktahn fighters to train and strengthen their muscles when they’re young so they will be better prepared for combat later. So, my headcanon is that Ojka’s family knew this skill and passed it on to her, which she used to help perfect her knife technique.
- I wanted to give Ojka lots of armor (to add to the knight vibes) while also allowing for a broad range of motion to account for her fighting style. I ended up referencing ballet costumes (male and female), my Dane refs, and even a few Met Gala outfits before I found something I was happy with. Ojka’s armor gives her a lot of protection while also allowing her to dart around with her knives, and in a pinch she can use all of the spare metal to form weapons or ensnare enemies. Her boots are also specialized with special metal toes that can pack a serious punch if she chooses to use them.
- The markings on her armor are references to Holland’s symbol, a sparrow (he loves birds and they seem fairytale enough for Holland’s preferences). 
- There’s also a few references to Osaron in Ojka’s design as well, since I wanted to emphasize that it wasn’t really Holland’s magic that gave her Antari abilities. So, like Osaron, Ojka’s blood is iridescent (hers is still red though) and she has a glassy black necklace that’s the same color and texture as Osaron himself. Also, her Antari eye is completely different from the other three’s- it has a slit pupil, a defined iris, and a stronger hue than the natural Antari’s eyes. The pupil goes white when she uses her magic or communicates with Osaron. Post-resurrection, both eyes change to match her Antari eye.
- I normally wouldn’t pair blue-toned whites, bright yellow, and really bright red together like this without changing some saturation and values, but honestly, the fact that these colors are glaring together is kind of the point of unnatural rejuvenation and Ojka’s canonly described as jarring, so it all works out.
- Now onto life/personality headcanons! Ojka is one of only two extroverts met in White London (the other is Athos, Vortalis is ambiverted, everyone else is an introvert), which is not always the best place to be when social interaction can get you killed really easily in your hometown. Despite the danger Ojka has always been fairly friendly, even to people that she’s fighting;
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(I mean come on, isn’t this basically how the Lila/Ojka fight went down, at least from Ojka’s end?)
She may be planning to kill them, but there’s gonna be some witty banter first. Ojka is fortunately one of the most naturally gifted fighters in London, which has allowed her to keep her relatively upbeat personality no matter how hard things get; she’s probably the only optimist around by the time Holland shows up. This personality trait gives her a serious advantage when the new king comes around. She settles in fairly easily to the Iron Guard, gets along so well with her co-workers that she’s promoted to King’s Guard, and then survives the Antari experiments, and throughout it all she keeps her social butterfly tendencies. IDK, we see a lot of reserved, introverted, or downright cold people from White London (which makes sense, there’s a lot of trauma going around) but I wanted there to be at least one extroverted optimist since it adds an interesting perspective on London’s sorry state.
- Now for a headcanon with two variants since I can’t decide which is more likely. When I read Ojka’s POV in AGOS, it was fairly obvious that she feels something in regards to Holland. I mean come on, she can’t go more than two paragraphs without calling him beautiful, strong, godly, or referencing his jawline/muscle tone. It’s a very distinctive language shift from the “cold, dead, stone-eyed” Holland usually described. There’s two reasons I can see for this; one, Ojka has a crush. No problem, it’s actually a really cute idea considering both parties likely know there’s no time for a relationship and that things wouldn’t work out for obvious reasons. It would just amount to Ojka catching herself staring at Holland a little too long every now and then before they settle into just being good friends. Option two is a little more interesting; what if this was Osaron’s magic influencing her? Osaron works by compulsion more than outright possession, and when he takes people over they develop a strange adoration for him. What if that was happening on a very minor scale, where Ojka becomes extremely devoted to her Someday King because the magic she’s hosting wants her to adore the creature possessing him? It’s an interesting thought at least. I’m not sure which of these ideas I think is the truth, they both have potential, but I thought they were at least worthy of mention.
- Ojka is a skilled writer who spends her free-time chronicling the Someday King’s exploits. These records are later used by White London to figure out what life during Holland’s reign was like.
- Ojka gets bored easily and has a tendency to prank others/cause trouble- provided it’s in a way Holland doesn’t mind.
- I haven’t actually drawn this, but I usually imagine Ojka with two other Iron Guards getting up to mischief around the palace. They aren’t really OCs per say, just two background characters in my head whose appearances have remained fairly consistent. Maybe I’ll draw them sometime, IDK, but the point is that Ojka has friends and Holland has to keep his eye on them to keep them from causing havoc.
So yeah, that’s Ojka! I really stretched some things with her since I wanted her to stand out among all of the other White Londoners, and I think it really shows. A pity we never got to learn more about her or the Iron Guard.
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dothewrite · 7 years
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The suits headcannons are 😩😩🙌🙌WOBDERFUL!! LLIKE SERIOUSLY, THE WAY YOU DESCRIBED THEM WITH SUITS IS JUST 🙏praissee. Please do continue them!!! Possibly terushima, futakuchi, noya, and tanaka?? THANK YOU SOM MUCH
Sure! And I see you have a type. ;3 Bonus Ushijima and Tendou for you.
[The original suits headcanon here]
Terushima.
Three-piece, a brown so impossibly dark that under the wrong lighting it’s almost certainly black. Notch lapel and two buttoned, his jacket’s loose and open on top of a pristine white shirt. The kickers are his tie and accessories- a rich, metallic dark gold with matching watch chain and pocket square, highlighting his bronzed skin and blonde undercut. A pair of simple cap toe derbies finish the look.
You see, he knows, that you’d expect him to wear something flashy to match his personality and his wicked tongue piercing, but he also knows that he looks like an oasis in a desert in black and gold.
He does indulge his flashy side with his surprisingly smart-casual array of clothes- another formal favourite of his is a black and white checkered jacket on top of a simple black turtleneck with black pants and shoes.
He’s a naturally slim person, but his suits are structured to give him the confidence to match his smirk. Pants slim fitted to shape around his sleek calves, it makes him look miles tall.
His hair, when he actually tries, is slicked back firmer than usual, and there are absolutely no wisps of hair blocking the sinful expression he shoots at you.
Playing with his cuffs when he’s bored just doesn’t kick it for him. He prefers to rest his weight on one leg and slide the tips of his fingers into his pant pockets cockily.
He’s always the first one to get asked to dance, with his rough undercut and slick outfit, and boy are they all surprised because this man, despite looking like a million dollars, dances like he’s earning his keep dollar by dollar.
Give him a pole. Give him a fucking pole, and you’ll be going home a few items of clothing short tonight.
Futakuchi.
A deep metallic blue two-buttoned jacket and matching slim-fit pants. Hugging his shoulders and waist that gives him a streamline appeal, it’s matched with a light blue/almost white shirt with a gradient, metallic charcoal tie. A pair of one piece oxfords with a slight split toe completes this.
This metallic combo makes him look effortlessly slim, and flashy enough that it brings out his wide, closed-eyed smile. Just the right balance of guy-next-door with I’m-going-to-snatch-your-attention.
Sure, he could have gone with something that makes him look older, but honestly, this is his selling point. His youth gravitates.
His usual split-side hairstyle is turned into something completely different- a messy set of bangs framing his oval face and mousse whipping his hair into soft, organized chaos.
It makes him look a year or two older, and at least a few degrees more chill. He’s the guy you bring home and even your parents fall in love with his easy going grin.
It’s not entirely a lie, but all that softness goes away the moment he takes the suit off, and it’s all rough play from there on.
Strangely enough, for someone who actually knows his way around the bespoke section quite well, he’s only got two sets of formal clothing. He likes looking a hundred, but events and parties aren’t really his thing.
(It’s a bit weird to wear suits at a goukon, he thinks.)
Undoubtedly, though, when he really tries, he’s got the wickedest sense of fashion out of them all.
Nishinoya.
Jet black, velvet suit. Jacket and pants both incredibly well fitted against his small figure, it prevents the potential bulkiness that the texture of velvet brings, making him look at least half a foot taller than he actually is. Underneath is a gently striped, grey shirt and a regular black tie with a slight reflective tinge to balance out the matte. Finished with a medium heel, reflective black, double monk strap shoes.
The thing about Noya is that he has absolutely no chill. Always original, always true to himself- this goes one step beyond. He doesn’t just settle for something that represents his character, he chooses something exceptional because that’s what he does.
Nobody expects velvet, especially not on someone his height, but one look at him and you know there’s nobody else in the room with enough confidence to pull this level of sophistication off.
The taper and the single, thin jacket vent at the back brings him to godly levels of ease and slimness. Pushing his muscled corners and edges into one smooth shape, the slim cut of this entire piece crystallizes the aura around him.
You’re also in luck, because his hair, usually at defiant peaks, is let down loose. There’s barely any product in his hair, and it’s left soft and framing his face however it wants to.
It settles for curling a little around his ears but otherwise straight, and it cuts a streamline picture of him.
Surprisingly, he doesn’t dance much. He does tap his heel to the beat when he feels particularly in the mood, but he spends most of his time catching up with his friends and occasionally, giving his fangirls a cocky grin.
Tanaka.
A soft, smooth charcoal/black jacket and matching pants, they’re both structured and giving him and edge to his build, which makes him slightly larger. The jacket is lined with a medium grey that peeks out the inner edge of his lapels, and the matching waistcoat is a thin-striped black and grey with a white shirt underneath. A slightly silver tie highlights the set, and a pair of traditional cap toe derbies in black completes this.
When he’s not busy pretending to be his own girlfriend, this man is a class act. Slightly flashier than Daichi’s traditional, this look elevates his gentle nature to new heights.
He’s by no means more inclined to use his inside voice with a suit on, but all people get sucked in when he smiles, and he honestly looks like a saint.
Why a three-piece? He actually has no idea, because Tanaka has never checked out fashion in his life. However, Saeko had gone shopping with him, and because this is probably the one and only set of formal clothes he’ll ever have, they splurged big time on a tailored set.
The funny thing is that this guy doesn’t even really know what effect he has on people after wearing this stuff. Everybody gets shocked stiff seeing him walk into the room with such calm, and he just goes ‘what???’
At least he doesn’t have to style his hair.
This guy is literally the opposite of Noya when it comes to social parties. He’s utterly, entirely himself and he’s the first one on the dance floor (regardless of whether or not someone asks him) and the last one off, bobbing to the beat and fist pumping all night.
He tried jumping onto the DJ stage once to take over, and that did not go well when he refused to stop after the third song.
Bonus!
Ushijima.
White, two-button jacket on white shirt. Pristine black slacks loose enough to give him the balance he needs for his upper body but tight enough to hug him well are part three of this timeless tuxedo look. With only the first button done up and a full black bow-tie, a pair of cap toe chelsea boots finish the look.
Not a particularly fashion-adventurous man, he sticks to what he knows, and boy does this suit him well. Firm and eye-catching, the white gives him the illusion of bulk (which he’s got plenty of from exercise), and put together with his formidable height, he looks like a towering noble with his stern expression.
He’s actually the only one in the room to try out this timeless look, and he’s alike a man fresh from an evening of fine dining and stepping into a casino.
His hair, with assistance, is slicked back tightly against his scalp, with the exception of a few licks of hair that escape and graze his eyebrows, giving him a slightly less austere feel.
This also, is his only set of formal clothes, as he usually prefers to wear things that are practical for volleyball or jogging.
This suit was pretty much a team effort on Shiratorizawa’s part because of how little he cared about finding something that fitted him.
He paints a more foreboding image when he takes large, striding steps rather than multiple, smaller ones across the room, and there’s a soft gust of wind when he passes.
There aren’t many people who ask him to dance, so he situates a small drink in his hand and drifts around greeting old friends.
It’s not that nobody’s interested in him, but he’s really not aware that he looks so impossibly untouchable with that impenetrable aura. All the girls just huddle and watch him from afar.
Tendou.
He’s sporting a single-button, black and purple geometric squared jacket. The solid black lapel is perched low, matching the strips of black around the cuff of the jacket. Paired with slim black slacks and a regular white shirt underneath, he’s at least opted for a slim fitting bow-tie that complements the flat geometric pattern. Plain toe chelsea boots round up the suit.
You gotta hand it to him, he controlled his urge to actually blind everyone out of amusement and chose something that flattered his body within the realms of reason.
He was thiiis close to picking something either bright green, or bright purple. Then someone pointed out to him that looking like the Joker at a party would not be a good thing.
This combination makes him look extremely well put together, tall and endlessly confident to pull off such a proud print with a rare colour.
Although slim fitting, it’s not the most shapely hue, but the dips of his waist creates enough shadows that it slims his waist down so that he’s an impressive slight hourglass streamline.
His long, spiked hair is left down, and most certainly not slicked back. It lies softly against his neck, with the longer sections to either side of his head tied up in a small pony-tail/bun at the back of his head.
Nobody has ever seen this hair on him before. Nobody expected to either, so it was a lot of dropped jaws.
As crazy as he can be sometimes, he’s remarkably calm and well behaved being surrounded by a lot of people, and although he prefers not to dance, he does spend most of the evening entertaining as many small chit-chats with the ladies that approach him.
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