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totaleclipse573 · 26 days

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First of all Total, let me make it 100% crystal clear that YOU ARE LOVED!!!! ❤️❤️❤️ I hope you feel better soon, so I am here to offer my services to talk. :) Here's a few questions for ya.

What are the favorite foods of your OCs?

In the Clone AU, does anyone else besides Shadow and Tails (I think) know Eclipse is a Clone?

Do you have any headcanons about Starline and his past? :]

🥺This made me smile <3 Thanks sm

The favorite foods for each of them? That's quite the list...

Terios - Loves both mac n cheese and cookies. Not at the same time though....possibly

Doleon? Hmm...he'd like meaty stuff, of course. Not sure what specifically...he also just eats rocks /gen

The Chaos Sibs (who I need to talk about more) are all different. Sky likes biscuits, Rose loves cupcakes (specifically chili chocolate cupcakes, pyrokinesis gives her a reaaaally high spice tolerance level in general,) Zoom is a simple boy. Peanut butter sandwich.

Penny loves pizza, Evelyn probably likes poundcakes with whipped cream, and I think Pollux would try those mini zebra cakes and go starry eyed (possibly literally)

2nd question? Yeah, others know. Rouge and Omega, of course, maybe Sonic? At one point? Remember how Clip hadn't gotten to meet anyone in this au. He wasn't redeemed, so for example, if Sonic were to find out, he'd know from others that this was a clone, but uh. What's up with the original you speak of. There was one, apparently! (Also, if we're counting the au of the au, then Starline, too. Bc ofc that happened 🤭)

And the last one. Ohhhhh yes I do. A few silly and one not so silly.

I'm going to assume that by "past," you mean when he was younger, hopefully I'm right 😅

The obvious theatre kid headcanon that is basically canon by this point

Starline isn't his name. It's his last name. He's called Dr. STARLINE. That means its his last name and I will not be changing my mind. What is his first name, I have to know. Give me answers Sega, before I headcanon Perry (this is relevant I promise look : it's probably something he hated so much that he went to great lengths to never reference it ever again in adulthood)

He wasn't really.....cared about. Didn't get much attention. Ever. And it lead him to, in the future, do anything to get the approval of his idol. He's so dedicated to prove that he can and WILL succeed, by any means possible. He HAS potential, and NOBODY CARES. (When character no backstory or explanation for their actions, I give backstory and explanation for their actions. Simple as that.)

He was 100% The Weird Kid™

I've seen most of the interpretations of his past have him come from a wealthy family. I like to think they were literally just normal, and his eggman fanboy-ism happened after witnessing an attack nearby. He's totally normal guys. The place is on fire yeah yeah whatever but look at the TECH on those things

Haven't thought about it much since the single brainburst all of this came from, but there you go!

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autisticempathydaemon · 1 year

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in a sky full of stars (I think I see you)

Chapter Two: Le Potage

tags: Lasko/OC, nb!empathy daemon OC who uses they/them pronouns, background Freelancer/Gavin, mentions of disordered eating and unhealthy relationship dynamics in later chapters

It’s the classic story of boy meets girl… except “girl” is more of a genderless being of pure empathy magic and “boy” is the sweet air elemental professor who literally doesn’t know they exist.

Also available to read on AO3

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If asked what eternal life is like, Bee would not know how to answer. How can they when the only company available to them is other d(a)emons, their companions in this long, unchanging existence? Bee has never had to contemplate immortality, the length of it, the monotony of it. So when Lasko Moore enters their life in a flurry of spring breezes and flushed cheeks and delicious delight, Bee is surprised to feel like their life has finally begun.

Days remain always the blissful, benign, boring same. Newly coalesced daemons are still enthusiastic and vibrant; they are excited to learn, and Bee is still excited to take them into Elegy to teach them. The little stars still bounce off everything and everyone, making friends with mortal children as easily as breathing, soothing scraped knees, and consuming candied, childish joy. Despite the long-held title of teacher, they’re really just a glorified babysitter, keeping an eye on human and daemon children alike as they play. Small Pollux and Castor still get to hold hands with their charge, get to talk to her, get to be seen, and hovering, invisible Bee still watches.

The nights are what have really changed, when they get to feel like they no longer just exist but get to live . The little ones rift back to Aria, sated and delighted, and Bee stays in Elegy to get their fill.

The eccentric daemon has always enjoyed their escapades through the human world. Aria, though gorgeous and comfortable and home, lacks so many things the mortal realm has in abundance. Everywhere Bee turned, there were new smells and sounds and tastes and sights like nothing they’d ever seen before. The first time they saw cotton candy at a fair, a man spinning sugar and light out of thin air without magic, they had been spellbound and have been ever since. Every opportunity they have, they take to explore and discover the newest thing this world has for them to taste, and there is nothing newer or better than the cornucopia feast that is Lasko Moore.

Bee thought it couldn’t get any sweeter than the night the stray campus cat let the fidgety air elemental pet her. The daemon had needed to use a little push to get the creature to stay still- nothing nefarious, of course, just a little serenity magic they picked up from a colleague, equivalent to a little catnip and sunlight- but the small thing hadn’t even needed it when Lasko finally laid a gentle, tentative hand on its head. Bee couldn’t taste or feel its feline bliss, but they could see the way its body relaxed beneath his petting, could hear the pleased purring from its belly. They could taste the contentment drifting off Lasko like applewood-smoked barbeque: warm, heady, delectable, coiling around their brain until they were boneless and dangling in the air with loopy pleasure. The empathy daemon thought they’ve could never experience anything more wonderful-

-until the next week, a cozy Friday night where Bee sat in on one of Lasko’s classes. They’ve never quite taken to crowds like some of their kind had, finding the sheer variety and inconsistency of emotions overwhelming, but it was worth it to watch the way Lasko dons the title of Professor so wonderfully. His frenetic energy works well in the classroom, his pacing up and down the aisles keeping all eyes on him and letting him stop by each desk to answer questions with a helpful smile. As the last of his students filed out, Lasko slumped in his desk chair with a drained, contented satisfaction that permeated the lecture hall with a rich, luxurious flavor like melted chocolate, and Bee felt they could float through the very ceiling, could buzz right out of their skin, could never find anything better-

-until two weeks later, when Bee finally got to watch a D&D session. There were a lot more numbers and scribbling on sheets and arguing than the daemon had thought there’d be, but Lasko seemed to be having fun, diffusing the whole room with an anticipation as fizzy and sweet as pop rocks. That feeling only builds throughout the night with each roll and spell and saving throw, and Bee is starting to feel buzzed with the most delicious sugar rush when the night reaches its climax. The actual plot eludes them, something about a necromancer king and his legion; all the daemon knows is that the flavor of the room soon takes a sour turn. Lasko’s face is tense and pinched in concentration, a stream of nervous rambling humming under his breath while he fiddles with the die in his hand. When he casts it on the table, eyes closed in anxious suspense, putting the fate of his party in god’s hands, Bee makes the impulsive decision to take it in their own.

It takes only a magical drop in the ocean to twist the die from one side to another, from the 14 to the 20, but it unlocks an emotional floodgate of exquisite euphoria from Lasko that could have fed all of Aria. If asked later, Bee could not tell anyone what the critical success did in the story or what his character managed to do. All they can clearly recall is the way Lasko threw his hands in the air, tossed his head back, and laughed with a complete, utter delight and abandon that pushed the daemon over the precipice of tipsy into a dizzy drunkenness.

Eventually, Bee comes to terms with the fact that Lasko Moore is full of surprises. As wonderful amazing transcendent as he may feel one day, the air elemental always finds a way to shock them with the depth and complexity of his joy, and they’ve learned to eagerly anticipate the unexpected.

Even now, a normal Tuesday evening like any other, just sitting in his office with his laptop and paperwork, the raven-haired man is simply, divinely, inexplicably happy. Lasko flips his pencil in between his fingers when he’s not filling out forms with peaceful humming and muttering, and Bee loves to perch on the windowsill behind him, basking in both warm sunset light and his sweet contentment.

“I wonder if I should open up the class to more students,” he mumbles, fiddling with his glasses as he speaks. “It’d be more work for me, but there’s room in the classroom and in my schedule. Surely I can handle the extra workload?”

“ Wouldn’t recommend that, sugar,” Bee hums lazily, pushing on the pen with their magic so Lasko doesn’t accidentally fling it across the room. They don’t want him to hear, so he doesn’t, but he shakes his head all the same, wrinkling his nose at the computer screen.

“No, I shouldn’t overload myself again. The amount of sessions I’m already holding will be a lot given Gavin attending- oh, god-“ Bee chews on the sweet, sour, salted plum flavor of Lasko’s flustered, anxious pleasure- what a combo- and has only a moment to note the familiarity of that name when rift magic ripples through the room.

“Thinking of lil ol’ me, Professor?” Gavin says in that low, sultry tone he’s perfected before artfully draping himself over a chair. The beams of sunshine illuminate his tawny, golden-brown skin in a way the incubus knows flusters every human who lays eyes on him, so when Lasko sputters and stutters, hands wringing, that’s typical. He’s used to seeing the shy, sweet air elemental fall to pieces, especially when his shirt rides up just so.

What he’s not used to seeing is onyx and emerald sheep horns and ponytail peeking over the top of Lasko’s chair as a bashful empathy daemon tries and fails to hide from him.

#redactedasmr #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedaudio #redacted #redactedverse #redacted fanfiction #redacted lasko #redacted oc #busybee writes

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xcerizex · 8 months

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•~Restless Nights~•

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This is a small oneshot based on my OC Summoner, Sika. Maybe can be read in general but it's a female MC.

Takes place after meeting up with Vega on Floor 11.

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Light footsteps resound along the hallway of the inn. It's nightime. Holding up a small lantern, Vega makes his way down the corridor in favor for a light walk, the smell of rain his companion.

With all that's happened recently involving the collapse of the towers, Vega's restless mood doesn't come off as a surprise to him. Day by day, his worries only seem to pile up, his biggest problem of course being the Summoner. But it seems that he's not the only one anxious tonight.

Vega let's out a small sigh, but just as he turns around the corner, he spots a figure by the window.

Beneath the moonlight, the Summoner is beautiful, staring at the starry sky. So much so that it takes his breath away. Without knowing it, he exhales.

Vega takes a step forward, " Summoner-" but stops, as he notices that her eyes are blank and lifeless. She is as still as a porcelain statue, and remains unresponsive to Vega's appearance.

She was sleepwalking.

He recalls the time when Pollux and Arcturus had dragged him to the cafeteria without the Summoner in a second attempt to resolve his godforsaken diet. Amidst the one-sided conversation, Arcturus had promptly brought up an unexpected topic, almost as if foreshadowing his current situation.

'Never wake a sleepwalking person,' Arcturus said as he'd stared at Vega dead in the eyes, totally serious. Only for Pollux to spill his milk on the table, paying tribute to his bad luck.

Now Vega wonders if he'd told him on purpose.

Setting down his lantern, he approaches the Summoner quietly in order not to startle her. Once he was right beside her, he gently encircled his arms behind her back and knees, and lifts her off the ground. He cradles her closely and the scent of her becomes more prominent.

It makes him feel dizzy. And at the same time, a soft sort of warmth bubbles in his chest and his hold tightens, enough to keep her closer but not hurt her. As if comforted by the given warmth, the Summoner closes her eyes, in hopes her dreams would stay peaceful this time.

Vega is about to bring her to her room, when he's alerted by the presence of someone else. The sound of approaching footsteps grows clearer and it's only when Alpheratz steps into the moonlight does Vega relax, but only just a little bit.

"Looks like it's happened again, huh," Alpheratz doesn't seem surprised to see Vega awake in the middle of the night and merely yawns upon his arrival.

Hearing his words Vega asks with a sharp tone, careful to be quiet so that the Summoner doesn't wake up," What do you mean by that?"

Alpheratz stays quiet for a bit as if contemplating and sighs.

"You probably don't know about this, but she's been at this for a while. It was hard to find out about it, and if it weren't for that boy Arcky informing me of this matter, I probably wouldn't have known about it at all," Alpheratz does his best to stifle another yawn, clearly not used to being up this late.

Vega feels his chest tighten," And pray tell why sorcerer Arcturus has decided to entrust such a matter to you?"

Why not him?

As if reading his mind, Alpheratz raises his hands," Don't get the wrong idea. I've had my suspicions and it was by chance Arcky knew about the Summoner's sleepwalking habits before this. He only told me when I asked him. I don't think she even knows about it herself."

Alpheratz rubs his hand behind his neck, "As you know, the Summoner is probably very worried. I heard sleepwalking is caused by uncertainty and fear in heart, or whatever. It's no surprise, after all, things have gotten...," his hand falls to his side and a scowl makes it's way onto his face," more troubling recently."

Vega knows that. Of course he does. How many nights he's spent troubled himself, hoping that the Summoner would stay strong amidst the turbulence of the disaster.

That's not quite right, he's been worried for her since the very beginning. From when she first came into this world.

Perhaps she has been too.

Alpheratz comes closer and Vega doesn't push him away when as he gently presses his hand against the Summoner's forehead. A faint golden light glows and they both watch as the Summoner's face eases into a peaceful smile.

"This time again...," Alpheratz murmurs, his face now uncharacteristically soft,"...I hope that tonight's dreams will give you rest."

Vega wishes the same. So why is it that his heart seemed to crack just a little bit more?

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I originally planned for Arcky to play Alpheratz's role seeing as he's the most likely to find out about Sika's sleepwalking first but realized he hasn't meet up with the gang at this point in time.

Also planned to put Sirius here somehow but eh.

#arcana twilight #summoner arcana twilight #arcana twilight vega #arcana twilight alpheratz #arcana twilight oc #I like reverse harems but not all boys are LI's #I thought I lost my draft and panicked bro #I gave Vega more spotlight than I intended #I need to study dammit help me #No but fr Summoner needs therapy and assurance #Surprised they haven't cracked yet

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prythianfms · 5 months

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mw?

A Court of Thorns and Roses: Feyre, Nesta and Elain Archeron, Lucien Vanserra, Tamlin, Azriel, Cassian, Mor, Amren, Alis, Kallias, Keir, Lady of the Autumn Court (name unknown so free to make up one!), Miryam, Beron Vanserra, Cressedia, Rita, Emerie, Gwen, Eris Vanserra, Tarquin, Thesan, Helion, Varian, Mor's mother, and so many OC's!

House of Sky and Breath: Hunt Athalar, Ruhn Danaan, Lidia Cervos, Aidas, Amelie Ravenscroft, Ariadne, Baxian Argos, Celestina, Ithan Holstrom, Pollux Antonius, Declan Emmet, Einar Danaan, Ember Quinlan, Fury Axtar, Sabina Fendyr, Hypaxia Enador, Isaiah Tiberian, Tharion Ketos, Juniper Andromeda, Jesiba Roga, Tristan Flynn, and so many OC's!

#acotar rp #acotar rpg #crescent city rp #crescent city rpg #acotar roleplay #crescent city roleplay #appless rp #appless rpg #oc rp #oc rpg #mw

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thevalleyoftriumph · 3 years

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anyway. im obsessed with my own ocs.

#forces u to look at Them #sky children of the light #sky cotl #sky: children of the light #sky cotl oc #||#shut up me #ohh no who let me draw #kits ocs #pollux | oc #auriga | oc #me getting more older sky cosmetics: you can make an oc out of this #but also aurigas hair is frkm assmebly which.isnt out yet so. oops. lol!

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impossible-rat-babies · 3 years

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no not me spending a whole hour drive dissociating thinking about pollux’s mindscape

#the change after HB go brrr #it was just a beach. one of those like there’s nothing for ages in any direction save for the ocean v the sand #and sand that turns into baked ground like deserts #and the baked ground turns into buildings—big empty office buildings #sorta like inception ngl #just these empty streets and buildings that look like LD #you can go inside of them. but no guarantees on what you’d find #things like endless office spaces with filing cabinets filled with blank paper #or there’s nothing inside of them #computers with static sounds and empty dark hallways #don’t go in the basements #there’s a few hotels too (don’t go in the hotels)#there’s one that’s like an office sort of hotel #that’s got endless rooms upon endless rooms of all the same #bare mattresses and lamps without lampshades #no curtains on the windows that just look out to the empty scenery of the shitty city #the sky is this constant hazy grey overcast right before it rains #it’s just a static space there’s no change #oc talk: pollux

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thegreatyin · 3 years

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✨ the great yin original character list ✨ see what i did there

or just a list of my ocs idk. this is the pinned post because i talk about my characters a lot, and i feel like it's good to know at least some context so you can understand a single cent of my content at all times. following this blog essentially dooms you to subscribing to a newsletter about these terrible mentally ill little buggers. you've been warned.

consider this my way of shooting guns in the air to keep the rent cheap.

other things to know before reading:

this a little long. i have a lot of characters.

some of this is fandom-oriented! specifically undertale. if that bothers you... sorry?

i did my best to explain minor details and give context to certain words or phrases (particularly in apf) but it may clutter the character description a little. my apologies.

not every character has a drawn reference posted on tumblr, but the ones that do will have either their most recent reference linked OR the closest available thing to one.

some characters are rp-centric ocs and their information can change seemingly randomly. the list will be updated accordingly to reflect this.

this isn't all the ocs i have! just the ones that i talk about/mention most often/are just generally "major" ocs of mine. when i open drawing requests and/or ask games for my ocs, the ones listed here are the ones i'm referring to. ocs that are technically "major" but still not entirely fleshed out will not be mentioned, so if you wonder why someone isn't on the list, this is why.

• APF (Acts, Promises, and Faith) •

An original world of my own creation, planned to be made into a webcomic... someday. Eventually. I'll get around to it. (Tag)

Rigel - He/him or they/them, Gay and Acespec (Sex-Indifferent), at least 2,000 years old. Royal Divinain, or a person with two sets of horns, wings, and sometimes a halo. Head Monarch and basically king of Arboret, he's very relaxed and friendly... but he does have a few secrets that he'll go to great lengths to keep. Also my favorite character. Happily platonically married to Betel. (Reference)

Betelgeuse - They/them, Aromantic (Romance-Repulsed) and Asexual (Sex-Repulsed), 1,380 years old. Royal Divinain. Betel for short. Second Monarch of Arboret and technically Rigel's second in command, they're very rambunctious and often pick fights over laughably minor offenses. Value honesty. Happily platonically married to Rigel. (Reference)

Pollux - Ey/elz, Pansexual, 551 years old. Royal Divinain. Third Monarch of Arboret and the prettiest angel around, ey are very lazy and prefer fashion and small talk over pretty much anything and everything else. Lost elz left eye after tripping and falling face-first onto a rock a few decades ago. (Reference) (second image)

Aldebaran - She/her, they/them, or he/him, Bisexual, 376 years old. Royal Divinain. Aldeba for short. Fourth Monarch of Arboret and the designated parent friend. They're very hard-working and try to tend to the needs of everyone around them, but often neglects themself in the process. A genderfluid icon. (Reference) (third image)

Fomalhaut - He/him, Gay and Acespec (Sex-Indifferent), Xenogender (specifically a forest), 50 years old. Royal Divinain mutant, meaning he can't do magic of any shape or form. Fomal for short. Fifth and latest Monarch of Arboret, he's grumpy and closed-off after being shunned nearly his entire life just for being "incapable". Only became a monarch in the past two years. (Reference) (fourth image)

Altair - He/him, Gay and Xenogender (specifically the night sky), 48 years old. Royal Coloran, or basically a normal human with horns and the power to turn into a sea serpent. King of Requies, he's... distant at best, and emotionless at worst. Was blinded in an accident 22 years ago, and hasn't been the same since. (Reference)

Canis - He/him or they/them, Pansexual, 44 years old. Royal Lavian, or a humanoid with horns, wings, and a long furred tail. King of Sanctus, he's recently become nervous and quiet, but still earnestly wants to help everyone around him. Has taken to wearing a mask recently, and refuses to take it off. (Reference)

• "Above" •

Nobody is quite sure where these strangers came from... something to do with the sky, perhaps? AKA an unrelated second original world because I really like biblical angel aesthetics. Has no real story, is mostly just for sandbox fun.

Reguel - They/them, Omnisexual, 1,982,643 years old. Some kind of biblical angel, and can change their form to something vaguely humanoid at will. Unironically a cult leader and all-around horrible person. Loves their datemate, Ophiel. Also known as The First Authority, or just The Authority. (Reference) (on throne on left)

Ophiel - Ve/vir, Demiromantic and Asexual (Sex-Repulsed), 120,643 years old. Some kind of biblical angel, and can change vir form to something vaguely humanoid at will. Reguel's right-hand-enby, ve are also a horrible person, happily indulging in torturing vir own species without a care. Loves vir datemate, Reguel. Also known as The Judge. (Reference) (Beside throne on right)

Cassioel - She/her, Bisexual, 1,642 years old. Some kind of biblical angel, and can change her form to something vaguely humanoid at will. Tired, stressed, and wrecked with guilt, she just wants a normal life. Also known as The Second Authority, or just The Authority. No reference.

Rasael - De/der, a fledgeling, 1 month old. Some kind of biblical angel, but hasn't learned to change der form yet. Spoiled even worse than Archer, and has some volitile uncontrolled magic to boot. The offspring of Reguel and Ophiel. (Reference)

Hubel - Sil/Silv, definitely queer, around 121,000 years old. Some kind of biblical angel, and can change silv's form to something vaguely humanoid at will. Narcissistic and vain, sil only care about three things: being pampered, being loved, and being specifically pampered and loved by Reguel. Sil tend to switch between being male or female at the drop of a hat, but don't change silv's own pronouns. (Reference) (afab form only)

• The Omniverse •

A big collective UTMV (Undertale Multiverse) RP that I'm part of. Managed through Tumblr RP blogs. (Tag)

Nintendo - He/him, Gay, 29 years old. Sentient magic skeleton with creation magic (which is exactly what it sounds like). Formerly a grumpy assassin with an addiction problem, he's retired and is now just a slightly-grumpy dad that finally got over the aformentioned addiction. Currently engaged to his boyfriend. Ink Alternate. (Reference)

Lark - He/him, Bisexual, 35 years old. Sentient magic skeleton that's "errored", or constantly glitching in and out of existence. Formerly a manipulative bastard, he's gone through several traumas and lost his left eye and right arm in the process. Currently lives in space with some of his family. Nintendo's step-brother. Swap Sans Alternate. (Closest thing I have to a reference) (first image, on the right)

Archer - He/him or they/them, a child, 1 year old. Nintendo's baby, and a guardian/sentient magic skeleton hybrid. Can teleport, run, and generate an infinite amount of paint from his hands. Very curious, easily-excited, and spoiled rotten. (Reference)

Greylu - He/him, Bisexual, 524 years old. A corrupted dryad taking the form of a sentient magic skeleton, also is made out of grey tar. Can manipulate and travel through darkness, create illusions, and summon a trident to fight with. Self-proclaimed king of his Multiverse that very recently became an actual king. Happily married with at least 20 children*, he's mostly kind and polite, and would do absolutely anything for his family. Gained tiny wings from an incident involving a certain reality-warping button and refusing to let go of it. Nightmare Alternate. (Reference) (on the right, disregard nintendo's old one)

Hood - He/him, Gay, 524 years old. A dryad with the body of a sentient magic skeleton. Can manipulate and travel through light, and summon a bow to fight with. Ex-god of a cult that's currently living his best life being a dad* and doing some gardening. Sweet, quiet, and just trying his best. Greylu's brother. Dream Alternate. (Reference)

*children not included in character list for my own sanity. maybe if you pay me enough i'll do it (i do not have a bank account. you cannot pay me.)

Caeru - He/him, Panromantic and Asexual (Sex-Repulsed), 34 years old. Sentient magic skeleton that can teleport himself and small-to-medium-sized objects... and that's about all the magic he can do. Perpetually tired and deeply traumatized, he's constantly on edge and grieving for his former self. Also a huge nerd that writes everything down. Also also a DID system, seven alters. Swap Sans Alternate. (Closest thing I have to a reference) (third image, on the left)

Asteri - He/him, Aromantic (Romance-Repulsed) and Asexual (Sex-Repulsed), 229 years old. Sentient magic skeleton with creation magic (same as Nintendo). Formerly naive and cheerful, he's gone through a bit of a trauma conga line and become serious, resentful, and jaded. Used to be friends with Caeru and Hood, but has since drifted away. Ink Alternate. (Closest thing I have to a reference) (third image, on the right)

#info #apf #rp stuff dwbi #whatever the tags are? uhh #original characters #this will be updated in the future with more ocs/proper refs as i make and post em #apf info #above #hag

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dvarapala · 3 years

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ANSWER 20 QUESTIONS, THEN TAG 20 FOLLOWERS!!!!

Name: Tessa.

Nickname: Tess.

Zodiac Sign: Taurus.

Language: Dutch and English; I used to be able to speak German because lessons were mandatory in high school but that was years ago and I’ve long since forgotten it. I can count to ten in Japanese. I can understand a couple of words in Hindi, but that’s about it.

Nationality: Dutch.

Favorite Season: Summer.

Favorite Flower: Cherry blossoms, lotus flowers, and many more.

Favorite Book(s): Oh gosh, I have so many favorites! I have too many favorites! I can’t just pick a couple. If you want to know, please tell me and/or remind me to make a rec list!

Favorite Fictional Character(s): Lou Ellen Blackstone from PJO, Alabaster C. Torrington from PJO, Pollux from PJO, Freeze Girl from Sky High, all the pirates from the Lost Revenge in the Descendants franchise, my own ocs, everyone else’s ocs.

Favorite Colour: Blue!

Favorite Animal(s): Elephants.

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate: Tea and hot chocolate. Also, caramel macchiato.

Average Sleep: 7-8 hours.

🐱 or 🐶 Person: Dog.

Number of Blankets: A lot.

Blog Established: 16th of May 2020, which is also her birthday.

Followers: Do you mean everyone I adore?

Random Fact: I play the piano.

Tagged by: @neverxalone Tagging: you

#tessaisms. (mun)#queue.

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alien-rainbow · 3 years

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By Your Side Until My Death(9/?)

Chapter 9: The World We Made

Available on AO3

Princess Artemis, the eldest daughter of the kingdom of Olympus is to be married to her childhood nightmare. In a land where anything remotely magical is banned, Zoë fears for her and Ladon's life but knows that she could never leave the princess's side if she tried. Magical beings, a forbidden romance, family secrets, and safety for magic all wait beyond the kingdom's borders.

- 3rd person, will be completed eventually, teen, not completed, Zartemis

READ PLEASE. Okay, so there was a lot of background going on in this chapter.

Cohorts: These are like the cabins, there are 20 of them for the 20 cabins in the PJO series, I decided to use greek names and move some people around if they are Romans. The only time I used Roman names is if the greek counterpart was part of the royal family.

Praetors: Two people who are elected from any of the twenty cabins and are (presidential system) like the president.

Centurions: These are like the vice presidents, but there are a lot of them. They can make decisions but need the approval of both of the Praetors but if 75% of the Centurions want an action to be taken, they can go forward without Praetor's approval. But Chiron can put a stop to anything he believes is really bad but for the most part, he just guides and observes.

Normal People are just called campers and each Cohort has a cabin that corresponds with gods and their skills. If you want the full list of Cohorts/Cabins and their god/skills, look at the endnotes (There is more explanation in the chapter too)

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Annabeth with the help of Will and commentary from Nico gave the girls a quick tour of the camp. The first stop was the big house where the leaders met to talk. The leaders consisted of one immortal, a centaur named Chiron, and a group of twenty centurions that represented the twenty different cohorts, and two elected praetors from any of the twenty centurions. The centurions were divided based on skill and dominant traits, and in some cases who you were born to.

Percy for example was one of the only members in cohort three, the cohort of water. People that lived in the cabin were closely related to Poseidon, the immortal of seas, or water nymphs, or were incredibly good when it came to any water activity.

Annabeth was a mortal who was incredibly good at changing any form of magic and was in Cohort 6, where the children of Minerva usually went. They were known for Strategic thinking and Leadership, Annabeth was the centurion. Nico is a child of Hades, the immortal Death, The Underground, and Darkness, and is the centurion of Cohort 13. His younger sister Hazle was the only other occupant of Cohort 13.

Will pointed to a solid gold cabin, which seemed to either reflect the sun or was glowing itself. Cohort 7 was for children born to Helios, the immortal of Day. Healing was another large part of Will's Cohort. Will told them that he was a few generations removed but was a descendent of Helios.

"So you have solar powers?" Athena asked after Will finished talking about his Cohort.

"I'm honestly a better healer but I can heal and control light," Will said smiling bright enough to rival the sun itself.

"He also glows," Nico said smirking at the puppy-eyed glare Will sent his way.

"That's not important," Will shoot back at the smaller boy.

"He's the best medic we have," Annabeth said trying to get the conversation back on topic. The two continued to quietly bicker but there was no real heat.

"So how long has Jason been here for?" Thalia asked out of the blue looking away from the two boys over to Annabeth.

"He's been here since he was a toddler, why?" Annabeth asked confused.

"His surname isn't by any chance Grace?" Thalia asked quickly. Nico stopped his conversation and turned to look intensely at Thalia. Artemis, just like Annabeth was confused by the woman's question. She knew that Thalia had a little brother who was said to have died in a wolf attack but besides that had no family that she cared about.

"Why do you want to know?" Nico said before Annabeth could answer.

"I don't see why you need to know?" Thalia said narrowing her eyes at the shorter boy. Before another fight could be started Annabeth jumped in to supply Thalia with her answer.

"Yes, his full name is Jason Grace," Annabeth said still looking confused but trying to stop an oncoming storm.

"Where is he now? Can I see him?" Thalia's voice was shrill and urgent.

"Probably at the arena sparring with Percy, and I guess so?" Will offered to take them while Nico stated that he would be coming with them. Reyna opted to go with Thalia saying that they would meet up later that night. With that, the four hurried off towards the arena.

"What was that about?" Annabeth asked after the group had disappeared from sight.

"I don't know..." Artemis said turning to Zoë who shrugged. Annabeth then continued on with the tour as if nothing had happened. She showed them the climbing wall which was cover in lava. The amphitheater where the campers met at night for a sing-along, campfire, and a variety of other things. The stables held more Asseros' and a few unmagical horses, and pegasi. They then walked past the cabins, each held one Cohort and a number of campers. They ended their trip by walking past the armory then heading to the arena.

They entered the opened roofed area to see Thalia and Jason stabbing at each other. Nico, Will, Percy, and the feather girl sat on the sides watching them spare. Thalia had her long golden spear out, her shield sat on one of the benches next to her brown leather bag. Jason on the other hand was fighting her with a golden gladius.

The three walked over to the group that was already sitting to watch the two dance around each other.

"What did we miss?" Artemis asked sitting down next to Reyna who turned to her with a sarcastic smile.

"Nothing much, except that Jason is Thalia's presumed dead little brother. And they are both the children of Jupiter, the immortal of the sky. But besides that, not much." Artemis and Zoë both gave out shocked reactions before turning to watch the two reunited siblings spar.

The match ended with Thalia disarming her brother and a golden spear pointed at his chest.

"I win," Thalia said grinning at her brother.

"My turn!" Percy yelled grabbing a bronze sword running up to the spot where Thalia had just stood.

"Water first," Jason said grabbing a cantine and drinking the water that poured from it. He then walked over to the blond positioning himself lower to the ground getting ready to go again.

"Bro... what if we had a homoerotic sword fight..." Percy said smiling like an idiot before striking, they exchanged a few blows before backing away giving the other time to think. "jk, jk," Percy said referring back to his earlier comment. The two exchanged a few more swings before Percy spook once again, "...Unless?" The ravenett struck once more causing Jason to get knocked to the floor.

"I am literally the straightest person here," Nico said shaking his head at the Percys comment.

"What do you mean by that?" Artemis asked. The elder princess was confused at their language, straight? homoerotic? And why no one else found it strange that the two boys were acting playfully romantic towards each other.

"By what?" Nico asked looking at her instead of the stone floor.

"Straight?" Artemis asked her cheeks burning as the others looked at her like this was a ridiculous question.

"Straight is another word for someone who likes the opposite gender," Annabeth explained.

"Are you implying that males can love other males? And females other females?" Athena asked astonished at the information.

"While yea, there's nothing wrong with loving who you want to love," Will said softly. "I mean Nico's my boyfriend," He said smiling and gesturing to the boy next to him. A blush covered the pale boy's cheeks as he mumbled something about 'Significant annoyance.'

"Really?" Zoë and Reyna said simultaneously.

"Yea, and don't let anyone ever tell you differently," Nico said his eyes darkening "Because they are wrong."

Artemis felt a weight lift from her that she never knew she was carrying. She had never been interested in being intimate with any male. The thought of marrying any man and having his children make Artemis sick. The news that this wasn't a bad thing, that she could love a female, a girl! It made her happier than she could say. Zoë, Reyna, and Thalia wore a similar expression. Athena just looked thoughtful and happily surprised.

Artemis turned to look at Zoë and smiled at the older girl, for some reason her aunt's words from the day before came back to her, "So who is it? I also know the face of heartbreak, whether you know it or not. " Artemis remembered telling her aunt that she loved no one, only for her aunt to ask her if she was sure. Then before her aunt could say who she believed her heart belonged to, Hermes had interrupted. Artemis wished now more than anything that she had gotten to hear her aunt's last words before they fleed.

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WHAT COHORT##BY BIRTH##TRAITS AND/OR POWERS##CENTURIONS##OTHER STUFF

Cohort 1: (Jupiter) Sky and Justice [Jason] Cohort 2: (Juno) Family and Unity [OC] Cohort 3: (Posiden) Sea and Freespirt [Percy] Cohort 4: (Demeter) Earth and Stability [Katie] Cohort 5: (Mars) War and Physical strength [Clarisse] Cohort 6: (Minerva) Strategic thinking and Leadership [Annabeth] Cohort 7: (Helios) Day and Healing [Will] {Apollo is his name in both Romand and Greek, I did what I could} Cohort 8: (Diana) Moon and Independence [Bianca] Cohort 9: (Vulcan) Medal and Inventions [Leo] Cohort 10: (Venus) Munlipltiveness and Indisisviness [Piper] Cohort 11: (Mercury) Trickery and Stealth [Connor] Cohort 12: (Bacchus) Madness and Facetious [Pollux] Cohort 13: (Hades) Death, The Underground and Night [Nico] Cohort 14: (Iris) Messenger and Color [Butch] Cohort 15: (Hypnos) Dreams and Self-preservation [Clovis] Cohort 16: (Nemesis) Balance and Vengeance [OC] Cohort 17: (Nike) Pride and Victory [Holly and Laurel] {They refused to pick one} Cohort 18: (Hebe) Forgiveness and Childress [Paolo] Cohort 19: (Tyche) Good Luck and Balance [Chiara] Cohort 20: (Hecate) Magic and thoughtful [Lou Ellen]

Praetors: Frank and Hazle

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