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#i've always been a bit of a class clown so i find it amusing to subvert people's expectations
damistrolls · 10 months
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2, 31, 33, 34 for Lyydia <333 and possum
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Lyydia
2. Can your oc play any instruments? Have they ever wanted to learn how to play any? Why?
i've always imagined her being able to fiddle tbh, so lets say she can play violin :]
17. How well can your oc keep secrets? Is there a difference between how they handle their own vs someone else’s? To what lengths would they go to keep something hidden?
oh she can keep secrets really well, both hers and other people's. she loves gossip, but if she was asked not to tell anyone about something, she really will keep it to herself. she WILL lie for u too, shes ride or die
31. What is your oc’s sense of humour like? What do they find funny? Do they try to be funny? Are they actually?
i dont know what her sense of humor is like, but it's pretty easy to make her laugh. i think clever humor probably gets her the most though, like the jokes u have to think about for a couple seconds before u get it. i think she does try and be funny sometimes, and id say her jokes usually go over pretty well, but shes no class clown or anything
33. How does your oc’s own perception of themselves compare to how other people see them? Is your oc aware that other people see them differently (if it’s different)?
i think that despite knowing how capable she is, she tends to look down on herself quite a bit. she feigns confidence really well, but she genuinely worries about how people see her and what they think. meanwhile, i dont think theres a single person out there who's met her and dislikes her
34. How easily does your oc throw something away? As soon as something is through with its usefulness, or are they more like a hoarder? Is there a reason?
its a little hard for her to throw things out. i wouldnt say she's a hoarder, but she does like keeping things, even when they're no longer useful, especially if theyve got some sentimental value to them. still, she won't hold onto EVERYTHING, and throws shit out if necessary
Possum
2. Can your oc play any instruments? Have they ever wanted to learn how to play any? Why?
yeah! possum can play the guitar. he stole one off of someone and taught himself how to play. its a good way to pass the time. he doesnt sing along when he plays if other people are around though
31. What is your oc’s sense of humour like? What do they find funny? Do they try to be funny? Are they actually?
ehh, he doesnt really crack jokes, and jokes typically have no effect on him. he doesnt have much of a sense of humor at all, though he'll sometimes let out an amused snort if he sees something bad happen to someone. schadenfreude might be the only way to get him to laugh tbh
33. How does your oc’s own perception of themselves compare to how other people see them? Is your oc aware that other people see them differently (if it’s different)?
possum sees himself as being extremely smart and capable, while most others tend to underestimate him. prior to coming to the ranch, he honestly counted on people underestimating him, but now, he's a little frustrated by it (not that he'd really say anything about it)
34.How easily does your oc throw something away? As soon as something is through with its usefulness, or are they more like a hoarder? Is there a reason?
possum almost never keeps anything superfluous. he doesnt like the idea of having a bunch of useless items laying around. despite having been safe at the ranch for a long time now, he refuses to fully put down roots, and would be ready to leave at a moment's notice
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demonboyhalo · 3 years
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You have a dark aesthetic, but you're pretty wholesome actually. Maybe i havent been here long enough tho ;p
this ask is so nice and i will cherish it Anon (╥_╥) i try my best to keep my blog tone positive and comedic overall and i'm glad my efforts have been noticed! (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ Despite my dark aesthetic, i'm actually not too fond of negativity/discourse lmao
Now, don't get me wrong. There is def some angst mixed in with the headcanons ive written on here (cough mostly techno centric cough) along with a lot of snippets i have in my drafts...but i'm a sucker for hurt/comfort. I always prefer to post about things that make me happy, rather than vent about things that don't, yknow?
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tishinada · 2 years
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TasteForDanger sounds fun for the wip game.
Ah, thank you! This one is my 'Noka/Lana collection of short stories. Most of it has been published, but I trailed off writing it with one story only partly finished. There are bits and pieces of others in progress, jumping around the timeline too.
'Noka's a force of chaos, but one who knows how to use that chaos. She's also a "class clown," making a point of getting Lana to laugh as much as possible.
So have an excerpt that I don't think I've used before, just before they have to go their separate ways on Yavin IV.
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Lana woke with a start from a brief unplanned nap, to find ‘Noka perched next to her on the bed, knees drawn up under her chin and her arms wrapped around them as she watched Lana. For just a moment, before the smuggler could react, Lana caught a glimpse of something in the other woman’s eyes that she’d never seen before. Sadness? Surely not. Then ‘Noka shifted abruptly to kneeling, her mouth twisting into the cocky smile the Sith knew so well.
“Hey, sleepyhead. Another 10 or 15 minutes, and I’d have had to wake you up so you had some time for breakfast and caff.”
Our last hour alone, you mean, before we revert to enemies?
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to doze off on you.”
“You needed a little sleep. I suspect ol’ Darth Bantha Bull is going to keep you on your toes for the rest of the day once you get to his ship.” The smuggler brushed Lana’s hair out of her eyes, her own eyes sparkling with humor when Lana barked a brief laugh of surprise.
“Why do you call Marr that?”
“Because he bellows like a bantha bull challenging another bull in his territory every time I refuse to be serious.” Lana clapped a hand over her mouth to cover her laugh, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Which makes it even more fun to mess with him."
“‘Noka! You do realize I’m going to have the blazes of a time keeping a straight face the next time he does that?” Lana tried to scowl, but it was spoiled by the giggle that escaped her.
“Good. If people can’t laugh at their leaders, even the better ones, then there’s a problem.” She captured Lana’s hand, bringing it from the other woman’s mouth to her own, planting a light kiss in her palm with a comic waggle of her eyebrows. “You know, you could have knocked me over with a feather the first time I saw you fighting a smile when I cracked a joke at you. I’d always been told all Sith were murderous and grim and had as much sense of humor as a Senator who’s just been told he lost an election he thought was safely rigged.”
"Well, that does describe a few Sith. But most of us still have our sense of humor, even if it's probably borderline treasonous to laugh at your description of a certain Dark Councilor.
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