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xanvasofxords · 1 year

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Thoughts On SaiTeru & Why It Makes Sense To Me

Honestly speaking, I wasn’t too big on this ship but over the time, it has definitely grown a lot on me and I’d actually like if they took that route. Mainly because Saiki ending up with someone other than Kokomi wouldn’t make sense, after all the progression they went through, ending up with each other is natural. Besides, whatever Kokomi wills eventually happens so if I had to guess I’d go with the prior lol. That aside, imo they fit each other the best.

I haven’t done ship analysis posts before so the sequence is pretty messy but I’ll try to keep it as organised as possible so it’s easier to read. Let’s start anyways :

Starting off with the very thing that places Kokomi at the top of the food-chain : her charms. Due to Saiki’s x-ray vision, that ability is rendered completely useless against him. As a result, Saiki recognises her for her true self and knows her inside out. While he’s aware of her flaws, he also witnesses her growth as a person. She makes true friends and starts to enjoy their company and care about them. For Saiki, she stops dreaming about marrying a rich guy and rejects Saiko.

Kokomi even gives up on playing the perfect pretty girl which she has been doing for years, just for his sake.

Likewise, Saiki’s psychic powers have little to no effect on Kokomi because she’s loved by the God himself and she gets whatever she wants. Regardless of how hard Saiki tries to win against her, he always ends up losing instead, all the while her likability with him increases.

Her efforts in her role, her wits and abilities surprise him enough to make him wonder if she’s actually perfect. He even goes as far as to say that they’re invincible together. Saiki goes from being half-scared of her powers to fully acknowledging and admiring her by the end.

Before Kokomi, Saiki has dealt with people who had crush on him- Imu and Chiyo. He made them give up on him with ease which resulted into him believing that it’s easy to move people’s hearts. Kokomi however, breaks that misconception by moving his own and shows him that she loves him just as he is and that won’t change.

And it’s because he’s aware that her feelings are genuine, unlike the other two, he stops resisting her completely and starts avoiding possible misunderstandings. When Kokomi changes herself to suit his tastes, Saiki doesn’t actively try to make her give up on him instead tries to revert her back to her usual self. He isn’t bothered by her feelings for him anymore, rather prefers her the way she is.

There are only a few times in the show when Saiki gets nervous. Even Nendou and Kusuke who he can’t use his telepathy on, don’t have that effect on him. Yet being alone with Kokomi makes him nervous. Prior to the mixer event, Saiki has been alone with her on more than one occasion. After that day however, Saiki’s perception of Kokomi changes. He’s aware that she truely loves him and won’t give up on him no matter how indifferent he acts towards her. It’s fairly new to him, accepting the fact that someone loves him despite all the odds and she actually manages to make him happy because of it.

Just like how Kokomi gives up on the most important thing for Saiki, being perfect that is, he does the same for her. Saiki hates drawing attention to himself and he puts a lot of efforts in that. However, he gives up on that without a moment’s thought and catches Kokomi in his arms in front of the entire school and takes her to the infirmary. There couldn’t be any better way to draw attention.

My point remains the same even if I don’t include this because Kokomi’s beauty has always been irrelevant in their relationship and this is the first and only time we see Saiki being attracted to someone. Ironically, Saiki reacts to seeing Kokomi just as any other guy would and he’s too transparent about it. Not to Kokomi but to the readers.

From time to time, Kokomi’s likability with Saiki increases to such point where he subconsciously sees her differently than others. I’m sure there are people who would disagree because Saiki makes exceptions for all his friends and Kokomi shouldn’t be different. There are multiple counter to that arguement.

One of the two is when Saiki turns invisible and shares a drink with Kokomi. Honestly, whatever happened in that chapter doesn’t make sense in the least.

Saiki has gone out of his way to get Kokomi’s valentines chocolates. I can say that’s because he loves sweets. He buys her a birthday gift : the cat mug, I can reason that he even got Chiyo a soft toy back when she was dating Takeru to make their relationship last. Several times he has gone out of his way to check up on his friends such as when Aren received a fake love letter or when Kaido and Chiyo had a misunderstanding and stayed with them the entire time to make sure everything was alright.

However, this time the only thing he has to do is avoid her and go home. Kokomi isn’t in any trouble nor does she need his help for anything. So he succeeds the moment he manages to lose her by getting up in the air. All he needs to do his teleport home.

But he doesn’t. We don’t know why.

He just turns invisible which saves him from the men searching for him, again he can teleport home or even walk home. But he just decides to sit there with her and share her drink for some reason and leaves only when she thinks of doing the same. Which is outright ridiculous because he could just leave the moment Kokomi lost him but he does the opposite and does exactly what Kokomi wanted on his own free will except, differently.

Last but not the least, the most significant moment is when Saiki hears Kokomi’s voice in the end. Having read the manga, it’s clear that Kokomi’s part is supposed to stand out from others but the added scene in the anime makes it more obvious.

I think there’s more to this moment than most talk about. Other than the fact that Saiki reacts to Kokomi’s name, what makes him smile is that even when Kokomi knows that her life is in danger, she still thinks about him. He realises that the girl he finds so troublesome truely does love him. And he knows that in the end, what she wants, will happen. Through him this time. Personally I think this scene acts as the trigger to Saiki realising that he needs his powers and he doesn’t actually hate being a psychic.

All in all, Kokomi is the only one who balances out Saiki perfectly and Saiki is the one who made her develop as a person. They’re compatible with each other and even Saiki believes that. Both have lasting impact on each other even without being able to use their respective powers which solidifies the fact that the progression is genuine. Both have polar opposite nature, Kokomi loves receiving attention while Saiki hates that. However when push comes to shove, Kokomi’s willing to sacrifice her perfect pretty girl role while Saiki’s ready to draw attention to himself despite all the efforts they both put into their respective places.

Kokomi influences Saiki’s thought process despite him being able to read her like an open book. She makes him guess his choices and decisions. She brings surprises and challenges in his life. Saiki does the same since he isn’t affected by her charms, he makes her focus on other things beside looks. And he’s literally the only one who recognises her for herself and not her beauty unlike her own brother. I could go on forever about how they complement each other but that’s for another day.

I may not be the biggest SaiTeru shipper out there but I most definitely think Saiki should either remain single or end up with Kokomi. I prefer the later.

#the disastrous life of saiki k.#saiki x teruhashi #teruhashi x saiki #terusai #saiteru #saiki kusuo #teruhashi kokomi

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amethystfairy1 · 4 months

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hi I'm back, back again. I did more art, this time of witch Martyn, bc I LOVE him :)))

also I have more questions for u

so u know how u said in ttsbc that it's respectful to learn the courting rituals of the individual you're trying to woo? Well, I was just wondering if that happened with doc and Etho, and I did some research, and...

I might draw this lol. I'm picturing Doc just SCREAMING and Etho w/ a thought bubble that just says "hot" LOL.

Anyways the question was over whether doc ever did that for etho or vice versa, but considering the rituals, I'd think not...

2. For traveling thieves, do the collars respond to intentions? In the latest treebark fic, the guy says "do not harm him" whilst referring to Martyn, which made me wonder how vague it could get. Could you say "don't go too far away" in leu of any other movement restrictions (ex. Grian's old "don't fly higher than twice the height of the market), and the collar would just understand? Or, even vaguer, "don't do anything I don't want you to do" to prevent any loopholes people like Pearl would find?

3. Are witches that rare/powerful? Ren comments that Martyn could have the world eating out of the palm of his hand, just because he's a witch, which makes me wonder how important they really are. For example, would he or Gem have more authority? Also what powers do they have besides the training in healing that Martyn got? Any fighting ability, or stuff like that?

ok that's all, have a good day :)

Hello!!!

I SAW! I SAW WITCH MARTYN! He's SO PRETTY! I absolutely ADORE HIM! Thank you so much for drawing and sharing him! I reblogged him as well, I absolutely love him! Super super cool!

Doc just screeching at Etho and Etho doing the like anime girl blush is absolutely hilarious to me. Y'know what. Headcanon away. I love this idea. ��

Questionsssss 🏃‍♀️

2. Ok, lemme see if I can explain this properly. The collars respond to an 'understanding' of the order. They'll enforce whatever the hybrid hearing it understands the order to be. So in this situation, Ren understands the arena master is referring to Martyn when he says 'do not harm him' so therefore the collar accepts that as the order, and Ren can't make any aggressive moves toward Martyn without triggering it. For your other example, if someone said to Pearl 'don't do anything I don't want you to do' there's a million loopholes in that, because Pearl doesn't know for sure what her master does or doesn't want her to do. I mean, obviously they wouldn't want her attacking them, but like...what if she attacked some other guy? What if she flew really high in the sky? What if she stole some food? She doesn't know for certain that those things aren't things her master would want her doing, so the collar wouldn't trigger. Another example would be if someone said the same thing, 'Do not harm him' but the hybrid truly didn't understand who was being referred too. Then the collar wouldn't trigger. They didn't understand. Of course, in these scenarios, most hybrids as we know them would ask for clarification to ensure they didn't disobey, but even still, that's how it would work. Hopefully this makes sense!

3. Witches are quite rare and powerful, yes! Not to the extent that they're insanely rare and completely unheard of, but like, if you saw one walking down the street, it would be quite the event. Most major cities have a coven of witches established in them, but that's only a few dozen individuals within a population of tens of thousands, so that's still quite rare. Martyn is headed out into the sticks, so the more remote areas he heads too probably only have one witch per town, and so that witch would command a great deal of respect and their word would carry a lot of sway. Martyn being someone on the same playing field as those sorts of people automatically makes him very important. Comparing him to Gem isn't exactly possible. Gem holds a ton of authority in the underbelly of cities and with the mercenary guild, but with your average person...well, they wouldn't even recognize her. Like in the story where she and Pearl are going after that dude, he doesn't recognize her as the Slayer, she has to tell him that's who she is. Martyn is obviously a witch, from how he dresses to his charms and pendant, you can tell at a glance, so that's a much more sweeping sort of authority. He'll come into any conversation already being heavily respected and any average person would take him at his word. As far as powers go, the thing about witches is that they have an incredibly high level of inborn mana, to the point that they can actually die from mana overdose as kids if they don't find someone to help them with training, and we hear about how this almost happened to Martyn, but lucky his teacher took him in. Witches are special because they have unique inborn skills, such as the pocket dimension spell 'Inventory' (yes I know I'm very clever 😭) and also several different appraisal skills. But that's not all! They also aren't restricted to one form of magic. Martyn studied healing magic, but he can still cast fireballs, ice spells, weather magic...pretty much nothing is off the table for him so long as he's at least passable familiar with it. He might not be as good as an expert, but he can pull it off. The only sorts of things he couldn't do would be nature magic, which is specific to elves. But basically any magic a human is capable of, Martyn is capable of. And he also trained and studied for the purpose of being able to mimic and manipulate spells and mana usage that he sees off the cuff, unlike mages who would need to train up to using spells in their domain. And Martyn isn't trained as a fighter! He can't throw a punch, but he can throw a fireball! That's why he needs Ren, because like all good witches, he needs space, focus, and casting time to get spells off. Suddenly being assaulted by bandits on the road by himself wouldn't end well for him, so he needs someone like Ren who is capable of physical combat to keep him safe and give him that time to get his magic going!

Jeez that was long-winded...whoopsie! Well, I hope you enjoyed my rambling! Thank you again SO SO SO much for the witch Martyn art! I will cherish him! 💖

#fanfic #ao3 fanfic #hermitcraft #traffic smp #traveling thieves au #martyn inthelittlewood #worldbuilding #rendog #geminitay #geminislay #pearlescentmoon

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winxanity-ii · 7 months

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𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐈𝐭 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐏𝐑𝐓.𝟑

╚»★«╝ 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐞𝐧: 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮, 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 & 𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 x 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐨!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ╚»★«╝

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: angst

‌🇷‌🇦‌🇹‌🇮‌🇳‌🇬‌: non-explicit

🇵‌🇴‌🇻‌: 2nd person; You/Your

🇩‌🇪‌🇸‌🇨‌🇷‌🇮‌🇵‌🇹‌🇮‌🇴‌🇳‌: in which, you all thought the coast was clear, only to find the labyrinth had one more twist.

🇼‌🇴‌🇷‌🇩‌ 🇨‌🇴‌🇺‌🇳‌🇹‌: 4.6k

🇦‌/🇳‌‌: Ahhh I was stuck on how to end it lol, but fr the way i was writing this would have been broken up to five parts 😮‍💨😮‍💨...go to 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐍𝐨. ʲʲᵏ if you want to understand this; also Y/n's (your) power/ability descriptions will be at the very bottom.

★·.·´🇯‌🇺‌🇯‌🇺‌🇹‌🇸‌🇺‌ 🇰‌🇦‌🇮‌🇸‌🇪‌🇳‌ 🇲‌🇦‌🇸‌🇹‌🇪‌🇷‌🇱‌🇮‌🇸‌🇹‌`·.·★

In this dreamlike tableau, you float on the edges of reality and watch the scene unfold. Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara cluster around Gojo like planets gravitating towards a sun, their expressions fraught with concern and palpable anxiety.

Yuji's eyes are narrowed, his normally carefree demeanor clouded by a sense of urgency. His hands are clenched into fists, an outward sign of his inner turmoil. It's like he's physically restraining himself from springing into action, from going to look for you himself.

Megumi stands there, his stoic facade more brittle than usual. "Where is she?" The question slices through the tension. Each word is a meticulously carved blade, sharpened by his deep-seated concern for you. The way his eyes flicker to Gojo suggests he's mentally preparing for the worst.

Nobara's arms are crossed, her posture defensive. But the tilt of her chin, the pursing of her lips, reveal that her bravado is more fragile than she lets on. She's biting the inside of her cheek to keep her emotions at bay.

Gojo senses the mood, of course. Always keenly aware of the emotional currents in the room, he meets each of their eyes before answering. "She's fine, just taking a little me-time to learn more about her lineage." He flashes his trademark grin, wide and disarming. In that moment, his smile is like a magic trick, a piece of deception designed to draw attention away from something more complicated.

His voice is a masterful performance, light and relaxed, as if he's commenting on the weather. The words are calculated, designed to deflect their fears and redirect their thoughts. For anyone else, the lie might be too transparent, the shift in tone too sudden. But this is Gojo. His every syllable drips with an assurance that invites belief, that almost forces you to think, 'Well, if he says it's okay, then it must be.'

Your friends appear mollified, their tense shoulders dropping ever so slightly, their clenched fists uncurling. They give each other subtle nods, silently agreeing to let go of their worry, for now. And as they disperse, the weight of their collective anxiety disperses with them.

Gojo's smile, still etched on his face as he watches Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara walk away, fades as though it was never there. The light in his eyes dims, replaced by a hollow darkness that's chilling to behold. His entire body tenses, his shoulders hunching slightly as if burdened by an invisible weight. It's a startling transformation, like watching the sun eclipsed by a sudden storm cloud.

His hands, so often animated or held in a relaxed state, clench. The carefree air around him dissipates, consumed by a darker energy that unsettles you. It's like peeling back a curtain and finding not the expected stage, but an abyss.

His voice, when he finally speaks, is barely a whisper, yet it fills the emptiness around him as he mutters darkly to himself. The words are a low, indistinct rumble, but your 'ears'—or whatever serves as ears in this dream state—pick up just enough to send shivers down your 'spine.'

"...Need her back..."

The words hang in the air, charged with an intensity that feels like a pressure change before a thunderstorm.

You take a step closer, compelled by a mixture of concern and something darker, something more primal. You call out softly, almost timidly, "Gojo Sensei..." though you know he can't hear you. The word is a mere breath, a whisper against the gravity of his revelation.

As if sensing something—or maybe it's just the erratic whims of this dream—Gojo suddenly looks up. For a split second, his eyes meet yours. And though you're sure he can't actually see you, the contact sends a jolt through you. Then, in an explosion of cursed energy, he's gone. He's vanished into thin air, leaving behind a void that feels cold and impossibly lonely.

Your "dream" starts to fade, the edges blurring as if smeared by an unseen hand, and then you're tumbling, falling back into a deeper slumber or maybe into waking life—you can't tell.

Your eyes flutter open, and for a second, you're disoriented. The last thing you remember is getting in the van, and then...nothing. Your eyes adjust, finding Gojo seated next to you, engrossed in his phone. He looks up and grins, his face radiating warmth, completely unlike the shadowy figure from your dream.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," he greets you, and you can't help but feel a wave of relief wash over you. You're back. But back where? And from what?

"Morning? How long was I out?" you ask, rubbing your eyes, your voice tinged with confusion. The dream, so vivid moments ago, is now nothing but wisps of memory, but the emotion it evoked in you lingers. It's unsettling, and you push it aside for now, turning your attention back to Gojo and the comforting normality he represents.

Gojo chuckles, setting his phone aside. "You've been out for three days straight. Guess you were more tired than you thought, huh?"

"Three days?!" You almost choke on your disbelief. "What have you guys been doing all this time without me?"

"Oh, you know, the usual. Saving the world, fighting curses, eating ramen," he jokes, but then turns serious for a moment. "Actually, we've been laying low, giving everyone a chance to recharge. We're about to board a jet back to Tokyo Jujutsu Academy."

Your mind races, trying to absorb this new reality. Three days lost to sleep, but what about that dream? Your eyes wander to the window. Instead of an airplane wing, you're greeted by an ocean view framed by the window of a small hotel room. The sunlight reflects off the water, casting dancing lights across the walls. It's beautiful and so at odds with the emotional weight of your recent dreamscape.

"Everything okay?" Gojo's voice snaps you back to the present. "You seem a bit...lost."

"No, I'm fine," you lie, forcing a smile. "Just processing the whole sleeping-for-three-days thing. It's a lot."

Gojo eyes you for a moment longer, as if trying to decipher the thoughts behind your words. Then he shrugs, the inscrutable look replaced once again by his usual cheerful demeanor. "Well, as soon as you're ready, we can head out. The others are probably worried about their star teammate."

His comment brings a small smile to your lips. The tension in your shoulders loosens a little. "Alright, let me get my bearings and we can go."

As you start to get up, your eyes catch Gojo's one more time. It's just a glance, but it's enough. Enough to remind you that there are layers beneath layers, truths hidden behind smiles, and dreams that leave scars on waking life.

It's unsettling, but also...intriguing. As you prepare to leave the room, you can't help but wonder what secrets lie ahead. And as for Gojo, what depths are hidden behind those eyes, behind that mask? You can't shake the feeling that you're on the edge of something transformative, something that could change you—and him—forever.

And that thought, that wonder, is enough to awaken a new energy in you, pushing the fatigue and eerie dreams to the background. You're not just going back to Tokyo, you're stepping into a future filled with complexities, challenges, and possibly, revelations.

"Ready to go?" Gojo asks, standing up, his height towering over you.

"Ready as I'll ever be," you reply, your voice steady, but tinged with an excitement you didn't feel before.

Gojo grins, sensing the shift in your mood. "Alright then, let's head back and give everyone a show. They've missed their star, after all."

You chuckle, and for a moment, the world feels simpler, lighter. But as you follow Gojo out of the room, you can't help but feel that you're stepping into a narrative far more complicated than any you've known before.

And you know what? You're here for it. Because what's life without a little bit of mystery, a little bit of danger, and the tantalizing allure of the unknown?

☆

You trail behind Gojo and the rest of your group as you all step onto the familiar grounds of Tokyo Jujutsu High. The feeling of safety washes over you as you sense the barrier's energy surround the area. Gojo deactivates his Limitless technique, and you can feel the air around him relax.

"Mission complete," Gojo announces, and you watch as he finally drops his guard. His shoulders slump just a fraction, a rare sight.

Just then, your eyes catch something strange, something nearly invisible. It’s a faint, distorted ripple in the air—almost like a mirage but in a color spectrum you've never seen before. Confusion dances through your mind, What the hell is that? An illusion? Or... something else?

Before you realize it, your instincts override any caution or logic, pulling your body into action before your mind can catch up.

Launching yourself forward, you intersect the path of the incoming blade. A searing pain shoots up your shoulder as steel slices through flesh and muscle. You want to scream, but the pain chokes you, swallowing your voice whole.

You stumble back, gripping your bleeding shoulder tightly. As your knees buckle under your weight, you're a swirling vortex of emotions—relief, vulnerability, fear, and more dread for what's to come.

Your eyes meet Gojo's, and it's like an electric charge. For a fleeting moment, his typically unreadable face morphs through a range of emotions: shock, realization, concern, and finally, a brief but agonizing flash of gratitude. It's a whirlwind, gone if you'd blinked.

Then the atmosphere thickens, becoming almost unbearable as Gojo's eyes crystallize into something ferocious. His cursed energy erupts, filling the air like a volatile storm ready to break free.

"Zen'in Toji," Gojo hisses, spitting the name out as if it's venom.

Toji pauses, looking almost amused. "Ha, I go by Fushiguro now," he dryly retorts, his words cutting through the tension like a knife.

Your voice almost breaks as you try to intervene, "Satoru, don't—" But the air is thick with energy and emotion, your plea lost in the chaos. Gojo is already a blur, charging toward the man who was responsible for your injury, his cursed energy swirling around him like a cyclone.

As the two energies clash in an explosion of power, you're on the ground, struggling to rise, your fingers slick with your own blood. The pain in your shoulder screams at you, a constant, harrowing reminder of what just transpired.

When Gojo said the name, "Zen'in Toji," it was like a bolt of lightning slicing through your haze of pain and confusion. Zen'in? That surname reverberates through your mind like an echo in an empty hall. You've heard stories about the Zen'in clan from Megumi—powerful, traditional, and complicated—but never in your wildest dreams did you think you'd be caught in a battle involving one. And now, that man claims the name Fushiguro. The same as Megumi.

Your eyes widen as you watch the two men fighting. It's more than just their brutal exchange of blows; it's the little things. The way Toji holds himself, the calculating glint in his eyes, that specific stance as he gets ready to strike. All of it screams familiarity, like deja vu hitting you in waves. You've seen this in Megumi—during training, in the heat of real battle.

Could Toji be...?

Your ponderings are abruptly cut short. Toji delivers a vicious blow, and for the first time, you see Gojo stumble back. Blood sprays from his mouth as he falls to the ground, his body landing a few feet from where you're struggling to rise. Time freezes. Gojo, the invincible sorcerer, lies there teetering on the edge of defeat, and your heart plunges into your stomach. In that agonizing second, you've never felt more helpless.

Toji's eyes latch onto you, and you can almost feel them piercing through you. As you attempt to back away, your breath quickens, and your body tenses.

"L-Leave her alone," Gojo's voice breaks through, raspy and filled with a toxic mix of agony and stern warning; his cursed energy is like a flickering candle in the wind, about to be snuffed out.

Toji chuckles darkly, the sound enough to send a shiver down your spine. He moves toward you, effortlessly crossing the distance. Your heart pounds like a drum in your chest as you try to back away, but it's useless. With a swift and deliberate kick, he flips you onto your back and presses his boot into your shoulder wound. Your breath hitches in pain, tears forming at the edges of your eyes. But you refuse to grant him the satisfaction; you hold his gaze, defiant.

"You're a fascinating one," he starts, his voice dripping with intrigue and arrogance. "I usually blend into the background, invisible to all you sorcerers with your fancy cursed energy. Yet you—how'd you manage to spot me?"

Before you can even think of a lie, or perhaps a truth, he lifts his boot off your shoulder. He crouches down, getting so close that your noses almost touch. He grabs a handful of your knotless braids and forces your head upward. The shock of this cruel, intimate action leaves you at a loss for words.

"Your eyes are quite expressive, you know? They're screaming even if your mouth isn’t," he observes, almost thoughtfully. "Remember this interaction, because the next time we meet, your eyes will be screaming for a different reason."

His voice drops to a low whisper, his words heavy with implication. "I'll be hoping to get a mission with your name on it. The chase is always more thrilling when the prey has a bit of fight."

He suddenly releases your braids, letting your head fall back onto the hard ground. "See you around. I have other bounties to claim."

He rises, turning his back to you, and walks away. He moves in the direction where Geto and Riko had vanished, leaving behind a battlefield of wounded pride, shattered alliances, and questions that ache more than any physical injury could.

You grit your teeth and push through the pain, every movement sending a fresh wave of agony through your injured shoulder. But Gojo's there on the ground, far too still, and you can't—won't—leave him like that. With effort, you crawl over to him, your eyes catching his which are barely open, a flicker of light in a rapidly darkening world.

Your hands tremble as you place them above his devastating wound. You focus, willing your energy to merge with his.

"Elemental Mastery: Soul Link"

The moment you do, it feels like throwing a paper airplane into a hurricane. His cursed energy is overwhelming, rebellious, chaotic—it fights you, pushing back with a might that leaves you breathless.

Gojo groans, his face twisted in a grimace of pain and struggle. You feel it then, like you've been hit by a bolt of lightning, a jolt that screams through your body, making you taste copper and see stars. You're teetering on the edge of consciousness, the weight of his injuries threatening to crush you. But you hold on. You have to.

And then, something miraculous happens. In that place where your energies are clashing, something gives way. There's a momentary pause, a stillness, as if the universe itself is taking a breath. You feel Gojo's energy shift, morph, change. It's as if a lock has found its key, a harmony achieved through cacophony.

Gojo initiates a reverse cursed technique, his energy suddenly flowing in a healing pattern you've never seen before. You feel the wound under your palms start to close, the damaged flesh knitting itself back together. It's astonishing, a testimony to his unimaginable power and skill. But this time, it's different—there's an awareness, a control that you've never sensed from him before.

As the last of the wound closes, Gojo's eyes open fully. The atmosphere is electrifying, full of possibilities yet to be explored. "Y/N…" he utters softly, the sound of your name leaving his lips filling the air with an undeniable intimacy.

In his eyes, you see a multitude of emotions you can't quite name—an inexpressible blend of relief, respect, and something else. Something deeper, more vulnerable. It's as if he's opened a window to his soul, inviting you to peer inside, if only for a fleeting moment. And you realize, looking into those eyes, that he's not just the all-powerful, untouchable sorcerer you thought he was. He's human, just like you, shaped and reshaped by the trials of life.

You remove your hands, both of you breathing hard, exhausted but alive. The air is thick with a new understanding, an unspoken bond. You saved each other, in more ways than one, and whatever comes next... well, you'll face it together.

Your heart beats out of your chest as you feel Riko's energy, a mere flicker now, growing fainter and fainter in the distance. The urgency weighs heavy on your wounded body as you and Gojo rush toward the fading life force.

Your feet barely touch the ground as you and Gojo dash through the labyrinthine ruins, following the distressingly faint blip of Riko's energy. Your breaths come fast and shallow, a mix of adrenaline and the weight of your own injuries making each inhalation feel like a small victory. Your heart feels like it's going to burst out of your chest, not just from the run but from the dread of what you're going to find when you get there.

Finally, you round the corner, and the sight that greets you hits like a sledgehammer to the gut. Toji stands there, his blade glistening darkly with fresh blood. Geto is on the ground, moaning in pain. Riko lies unmoving a few feet away, a pool of red blossoming around her.

Time seems to slow for a second as Gojo locks eyes with Toji. "Long time no see," Gojo murmurs, but the words are a frostbite of a threat more than a greeting. You've never heard that tone from him; it's not just cold—it's glacial. In that moment, you sense an ominous air thickening between the two men, like the atmosphere before a storm breaks.

Just as Toji lunges forward, blade slicing through the air with lethal intent, Gojo's hand lifts in an arcane gesture that sends a chill down your spine. His eyes, usually so playful, now seethe with a deadly focus. "Hollow Technique: Purple," Gojo intones. The words seem to vibrate, echoing with an otherworldly power that makes your skin prickle, as if you're suddenly standing too close to a live wire.

A terrifying, formless energy bursts forth from Gojo's outstretched palm, materializing into a swirling vortex of dark, malevolent force. It's as if he's torn a hole in the very fabric of reality, and for a surreal, gut-wrenching moment, you feel as though you're staring into the abyss itself.

The energy lashes out, snapping through the air with the precision of a guillotine. Toji doesn't even have a chance to react. The force shears through him, severing his arm and carving away a chunk of his torso as if it were sculpting clay. The air is thick with the stench of charred flesh and ozone, and a mist of blood hangs eerily, suspended in time.

Toji staggers back, his face a twisted tapestry of emotions—surprise, agony, and a glimmer of what could almost be construed as respect. His eyes meet Gojo's one final time, locking onto them as if trying to convey something that words could never capture before ever so slightly, shifting to meet yours.

There's no vulnerability there, no sweeping emotion or unspoken bond—just the hard, glinting edge of a man who's never bothered with such things. Then, clutching the cauterized stump where his arm used to be, Toji drops to his knees with a thud that feels louder than any explosion.

"Megumi...will be sold...to the Zen'in Family," he rasps, his voice tinged with a guttural rawness, as if every word is a struggle against the life that's rapidly fleeing his body. His eyes, still locked onto yours, are ablaze with a savage sort of clarity. It's as if he wants you to remember this, to carry the weight of his final declaration like a curse—or perhaps a warning.

His lips curl into a grotesque, almost triumphant grin; it's the smile of a man who's just lit the fuse to a powder keg of consequences he won't have to face. And then his eyes glaze over, his body going limp as he collapses forward, life extinguished but his message chillingly clear.

The words hang in the air, reverberating with an insidious implication that lodges itself into your mind. Megumi, your friend, caught in a web of familial machinations that are as cruel as they are incomprehensible. Your heart pounds painfully against your ribcage, but there's no time to process it all—too many questions, too many emotions, and far too little time.

Your attention snaps back to Riko, the loveable and ever-hopeful girl who wanted nothing more than to live freely. You race over to her lifeless form, sinking to your knees. Your hands tremble as you take hers. She's already gone, her eyes vacant and staring at nothing. You feel a lump rising in your throat, but you swallow it down, shoving your grief into a dark corner of your soul. Now's not the time.

Geto's pain-filled moans pull you back to reality. You glance over at Gojo, who's gently lifting Riko's body into his arms. The look on his face is inscrutable, but the air around him is charged with an indescribable force—like he's holding back a cataclysm.

You crawl over to Geto, your own injuries screaming in protest. Your hands glow with the incipient light of a healing spell, your focus razor-sharp. You've got work to do, lives to save, even as you push your own body and spirit to their limits.

Geto's hand envelops yours, his grip surprisingly strong despite his weakened state. His eyes meet yours, filled with a gratitude that words could never fully express. "Thank you, Y/N" he murmurs, his voice tinged with exhaustion but resonant with sincerity.

As you nod, a swirl of emotions threatening to overwhelm you, Gojo starts moving. He cradles Riko's lifeless form in his arms with a grace that seems almost out of place given the carnage around you. Each step he takes feels deliberate, as if he's measuring the weight of the life that's been lost. You can't read the expression on his face, but his entire aura is a complex tapestry of emotions, restrained yet simmering.

Your gaze follows him as he walks past a group of followers—devotees to some perverted cause. They're still clapping, caught in some demented ecstasy over the dark ritual they'd been performing around Riko's body. The callousness of it sends a surge of rage through you, hot and blinding, but Gojo's voice breaks through it.

"Do we finish them off?" He poses the question to Geto, his tone neutral but carrying an undercurrent that suggests he's more than capable of doing just that—and perhaps even willing.

Geto's eyes follow the scene, his expression hardening for a moment before he shakes his head. "It's pointless," he says, his voice tinged with a weariness that feels heavier than any physical wound. "A sorcerer must have a reason to take a life."

The finality in his words hangs in the air, resonating with an unspoken understanding that spreads among the three of you. Lives have been lost, and others saved; you've all danced on the razor's edge between life and death tonight. And as you each take a moment to absorb the gravity of Geto's statement, the followers' clapping begins to fade away, swallowed by the shadows that have seen too much.

As you stand there, your heart still pounding from the adrenaline, your eyes catch a glint of something half-buried in the dirt near where Riko had fallen. Thinking it may have been a piece of her fallen jewelry, you pick it up.

It's an odd piece, laced with both cursed energy and something... older, almost nostalgic. Geto, watching you, raises an eyebrow but doesn't question it. Gojo, cradling Riko, pauses and turns his head slightly, as if he senses the shift in the air.

Before you can fully grasp what's happening, the pendant pulses in your hand—a heartbeat, almost—then emits a bright, engulfing light. Time seems to warp around you, the air thickening like molasses.

Gojo's eyes widen in alarm, a sharp gasp escaping his lips. "Y/N—"

Geto reaches out, his fingers barely grazing the air where you used to be. His face, usually so composed, is etched with a kind of horror and desperation you've never seen.

Your surroundings whip past you in a disorienting blur of colors and shapes, and a nauseating feeling of vertigo takes hold. For a moment, you're nowhere and everywhere, lost in a void. The last thing you remember is the devastation written across Gojo's and Geto's faces—like you'd violently ripped pages out of a story that was still being written.

And then, with a jarring lurch, you're back. You stumble, almost falling to your knees, but strong arms catch you just in time.

"You're back," Gojo's voice sounds almost shaky, his relief palpable. He pulls you closer, examining you as if to confirm you're real. "You scared the hell out of me. What happened?"

You open your mouth to answer, but your vision blurs, the room spinning around you. That disorientating trip through time and space is catching up with you, and you can feel your consciousness slipping away.

"...S-Satoru—" Your voice trails off as you pass out, but you're vaguely aware of Gojo lifting you up, holding you securely in his arms.

For just a moment before you black out completely, you think about how both timelines—this one and the one you left—share a moment of intense emotional turbulence. In one, you left two sorcerers grappling with an inexplicable loss; in this one, you've returned to a reality where people were on the verge of grappling with your inexplicable disappearance.

And then everything fades to black.

ahhh this feels so rushed but i didnt want to bombard you guys with a bunch of stuff lolol; also did yall catch y/n calling gojo by the first name 👀 jajajaj

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"Elemental Mastery: Soul Link"**

Healing through this method temporarily soul-binds her to the individual, which might transfer some of their fatigue or pain to her... Drawbacks: Given that she can heal others too, she forms a temporarily soul-bond, making it a double-edged sword because she might absorb some of their pain or fatigue, making the act of healing more complex...

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andr0nap · 1 year

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You want dragon AU asks? Oh, boy. I deeply apologize in advance for the list lol. Is everyone a dragon? What are the specialties of each dragon? Can you do a size comparison chart (based off the fact that Atem is a fuck-ton bigger than TKB)? World setting (mythical land/ancient Egypt/etc)? Free space to add whatever else you really want to share because life appears to have a personal vendetta against me atm so I want to drown myself in someone elses AU.

OHGOD LOADED QUESTION!! I WILL TRY MY BEST TO ANSWER

not everyone is a dragon! there are also humans and half-dragons in their world. they have a pretty low global population in comparison to others but theyre not rare per se. (not sure if or how many other fantasy races there are, havent really thought about it)

by specialties im guessing you mean skills/elemental powers? they arent 100% set in stone yet for everyone but for the main cast:

atem: [based on slifer] a god-class dragon, his domain are the skies and he feels most at home there. he can control the weather in his region, both intentionally and subconsciously (cue weird weather patterns when hes going through stuff). atems element is lightning but he can manipulate water and air pressure to a minor degree too!

yugi: [based on gandora] well-meaning but unintentionally destructive. his signature rays at full power can vaporize anything but require an insane amount of energy, so he only uses it as a last resort move since he will pass out right after. i affectionately call him a little nuke.

ryou: [based on CoH/angels] doesnt really have an element but hes venomous. he can either spit his venom like a cobra or turn it into pressurized steam. in low concentration it will make you trip balls and/or paralyze you but a high dosage will grant you a slow and painful death. hes also well-versed in shady magic.

amir: [based on ra] hes a bit of an anomaly, since hes an artificial god-class dragon. his element is fire(?), at his strongest capable of making a small sun to collapse into a black hole. amir can also super heat his surroundings, which is how he scorched half of the continent when he escaped containment... he also grows obsidian-like crystals on his body that he uses for both offense and defense.

malik: [based on ra] a past(?) god-class dragon, his element is true pure light that he can turn into weapons or use to set things on fire. he doesnt use his element often since its taxing and triggers a lot of old traumas. he prefers to use his "superior tactical knowledge" and "overwhelming charisma", to uh... various levels of success.

bakhura: [based on diabound] born non-elemental but developed the ability to shoot concentrated plasma out of spite and pure unadulterated wrath. summoned satan and wiped out a whole kingdom. fought god and tied. managed to survive the following: getting shot out of the sky (multiple times), a few mile drop with broken wings, being impaled and then sealed away in a magical prison for a very long time. i think that counts as a special skill.

i will draw a proper size comparison chart for both their humanoid and dragon forms at one point. im still working out their heights so i cant give you any exact measurements for the humanoid forms

as for the dragon forms i can give estimates!

in that one drawing atem isnt even fully grown yet, he gets at least 4 times bigger. he was still a teen during the calamity!

cue shitty doodle!

amir is THE biggest dragon in this au tho, dwarfing even a full grown atem. he towers over mountains, literally. luckily hes incapable of shifting whenever he feels like it or the whole world wouldve been burnt to ash by now. he did once and half of the continent is now a glass desert.

malik wouldve come in second in terms of height if he could shift at all.

yugi is a few feet taller than bakhura. still on the short size for his species.

ryou is the smallest. hes just a bit shorter than bakhura.

as for the setting, its a mythical land! im still working on the lore and worldbuilding but continent where the main story takes place is inspired by ancient egypt! im trying to avoid the generic european medieval fantasy (and its tough sobs)

cant think of anything else atm (its late as hell) so heres a shot of dragon atem instead!

this is the longest answer ive ever given to an ask lmao thank you sm for the question!!! <3

#ask #dragon au #neurons have been activated #its almost 8 am im going to bed #i probably forgot some stuff #the brainrot is so bad #the shot of atem is a bit outdated #he has a tuft of feathers behind his horns now

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phyriaxi · 9 months

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Sketchbook Post! [ 1 ]

Welcome to my first sketchbook doodle dump!

I ended up having a bunch more drawings to share than I initially assumed, so I wanted to include some of my thoughts as well! This post will be quite a bit longer than usual :] thanks for stopping by!

CONTENTS:

NEW UNIVERSE (personal project work)

Sketches from life

Fanart (there's a lot of Arknights)

A couple of mini-comic sketches

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NEW UNIVERSE // character explorations and other doodles from my personal project!

I haven't really talked about it here, but for the past couple of years I've been working on an original story in my free time! The image above is a quick lineup of the main cast that I doodled while waiting at the station. Progress is slow, but the placeholder name is "NEW UNIVERSE", and I'm currently working on developing the stories for my characters and their origins!

(yes, i draw a lot of Arknights fanart ... but I do have some original work too LOL)

A couple characters you may have already seen are Lyda Khatra (the white-haired girl with bows in her hair) and Maria Serval (the lady who has horns and is usually smirking). They appear many times in my sketchbook, alongside many other characters that I'll try to introduce~

[ Clockwise from the top-left: Sara, Lyda Khatra, Kiron Schiavona, Red-Eye, Iris Serramount (2) ]

I recently found an old pack of red pencil leads prior to this page, so its purpose is mostly to test the material and less about the characters. But a bunch of them are on here, so I suppose it's a good chance to talk about them a bit :)

>> Sara, the top-left character drawn in light red pencil, is a young Verlin adult (note: Verlin are basically the in-universe demon people, and they're the counterpart to the angel-like Zaurites... it doesn't really give them powers or anything, I just wanted characters with horns and halos lol). She's pretty aloof and was originally a scout for the Blackbird Syndicate, one of the three power-holding entities currently in control of the (tentatively-named) city of Midria. However, she was quite terrible at her job, and they eventually realized that Sara enjoyed making/maintaining records of Midria's various fauna and cryptids. She is often followed around by a trio of little eyeball creatures :D

>> Lyda Khatra is the next character here, whom I've drawn a couple times before and posted here. In short, she's an agent for a security company known as WALTZ, which is in turn a subsidiary/cover of a group called The Styx. On missions, she partners with a boy named Sasha, but due to his unique condition (which I'm still expanding on, so I won't explain it here), she is often outcast by other WALTZ members and nicknamed "Miss Mortician". Truthfully, Lyda is just a child who ran from home, who believes that she won't ever have to acknowledge her fears if she can delude herself enough.

>> Following Lyda is Kiron Schiavona. He's a prodigy marksman who was discovered by one of the Administration's commanders, Elena Sparrow. He takes pride in his abilities, but for whatever reason, Elena has rarely assigned him to any proper missions.

>> Red-Eye is up next, in her usual twin-tailed hairstyle. She is from the Blackbird Syndicate's courier department, which is pretty much the city's only remaining postal/courier system. As a highly capable messenger, she and fellow courier Orion take on many high-priority delivery, retrieval, and escort missions. (additional note: I used to draw her with only one red eye, but somehow the heterochromia felt boring after a while, so both her eyes are usually red now. But either is fine)

>> Last on this page is Iris Serramount. Her story continues to be revised and rewritten, so there's not much I can say about her yet (except that she's 19, which is a fact that has stuck throughout most of her iterations).

Some other characters that I don't draw as often include Myra ("Malady"), Seremi and William Khatra (Lyda's older siblings who work for the Administration), and to a lesser extent, Maria Serval. Red-Eye's coworker/partner Orion doesn't get much time in the spotlight either :P

The following group of images includes a bunch of their sketches. Seremi is the one with the chin-length messy hair + a cape. She and Maria have a lot of history, and the two of them still work in the same division to this day. Myra/Malady is the one with the choppy hair, holding a chain-scythe in the third (?) image. Her original concept had her as a cowardly clairvoyant trying to take back her life for herself, but the clairvoyance isn't really relevant to the story anymore. Orion is in the last image.

(Yes, I did draw Arknights' Lappland with my Maria Serval in the first one. I'm a big fan of their 'shit-eating grin' energy lol)

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Sketches from/inspired by life // quick studies of people and places, often at the park

I'm lucky to live near many wonderful parks and greenspaces, which gives me a lot of opportunities to people-watch and draw from life. Admittedly, I only started taking advantage of this recently, but I'm glad to have started late rather than never :]

Also, I have access to this really awesome roof, which I take inspiration from in a couple of these drawings. It's in a pretty industrial but under-maintained area, but luckily that means there are lots of rusty pipes, worn bricks, and random metal gadgets that really scratch my aesthetic itch!! I hope to incorporate more of that visual feeling into my artwork going forward.

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FANART DOODLES // unsurprisingly, it's mostly Arknights

This is probably the content you're the most familiar with, albeit in a different style than usual. At this point, Lappland is my warm-up and passtime go-to, so she shows up a lot. I also drew Asuka from Evangelion the other day, and I really like how that sketch turned out!

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MINI-COMICS // doodles of scenes that popped into my head

I'm terrible at writing, especially when it comes to stories, so these are probably mediocre at best. But I hope to publish NEW UNIVERSE as a comic/manga-styled story eventually, so you could say these are just my first steps, hehe :]

1: Red-Eye and Courier receive an unconventional request

2: Commander Sparrow introduces Kiron to his new squad members, the Raptors (featuring Maria Serval being very snarky)

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That'll conclude this sketchbook post! If you've read this far: I know this was a REALLY long post, but I hope it was enjoyable! I'd love to hear your thoughts and feedback!

There are a couple more drawings that I'm quite fond of, but unfortunately I've now hit the image limit for a tumblr post. Maybe I'll save them for next time :] I hope to make more posts like this in the future when I have the time. Usually the stuff in my sketchbook stays in there forever and I never share it with anyone (nor do I often take the time to look back and think about it), so this was a lot of fun for me!

>> Oh, and lastly, thank you very much for nearly 500 followers!! <3

#phyriaxi #original #my art #sketchbook #traditional art #oc #arknights #doodle dump #oc rambling #sketches #long reads #WOOHOO hoping i didn't mess up the formatting ... still getting used to text posts on here! :]

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wildrbst · 2 years

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So based on mob psycho and my hero, can you draw Reigen as a Pro hero teacher at Yuuei please? You can design what his hero identity would be.

Ok this request was really hard for me because I'm terrible when it comes to making stories.

I think Reigen would either have a very weak/useless quirk (like changing his hair color) or he would be quirkless.

You can probably guess what these two are saying. Sorry. I got lazy :")

Now watch me try to write him a backstory at 1am ;) (but to be honest, it wouldn't be much better if i had written this at 10 am lol)

Let's go with quirkless because angst n plot! Also it just fits better, i think.

He has been lying to everybody that he has a quirk since middle school. A quirk like Silver tongue would be fitting but make people more wary of him, so he convinced people he has something else, sth cool. He can probably do all types of magic tricks n then said that's his quirk. When he started Spirits and Such, he obviously also started lying to everybody that he has a sort of psychic quirk. (Imagine if he meets somebody from school and now has to convince them that his quirk has changed or he was hiding his "real" quirk because his psychic ability was so powerful that would have been too dangerous for himself to reveal it. What if he had gotten kidnapped by villains!?)

So all the stuffs from MP100 still happened with little changes. Because power exists, why not ghosts? And power specifically linked to ghosts? Or quirks that is similar to psychic abilities. Or maybe quirks are actually a result of some supernatural incident, pretty sure quirks just kinda appeared one day in mha so that should works.

Now how did he got into all this anyways? I think it started out as self defense, the places he frequents and the people he deals with tend to be a bit shady after all. Then it became dealing with small criminals like purse snatchers or bullies. He uses his words most of the time and only use violence as a last resort. (Because he isn't THAT good at fighting) Everything was going fine for a while, people even gave him gifts to show their gratitude, but one time he unknowingly threw somebody from a small gang in jail. The gang confronted him. He probably bullshitted his way out of it but that was a close call. (He started training seriously after that, mostly still for self-defense) He really should hide his identity whenever he decide to play hero, but it's not like he can plan when he stumble across a mugging... He decided just change his tie and wear a mask lol

And it actually worked!

That's how he unintentionally became the local vigilante.

(Ok kinda random, and idk if it works well or not since i last watched mp100 a year ago, but at first Reigen just says whatever put him in the best situation, he only thinks about himself. After he met mob though, an increasing number of his confrontations became counseling sections.)

Ok so like i said, all the stuffs form mp100 still happened, with little change. And that was what thrusted him into the spot light.

But when exactly? How? Also why haven't the police caught him? While it's technically not illegal because he is quirkless, the police don't know that (yet). I couldn't come up with anything so naturally i turned to fanfics for inspiration. And Balanced at the hilt works really really well. Just copy paste it here, it's exactly what i want. There's even a reason why he decided to go beyond accidental heroism and actively go on patrol (there are very few heros, maybe none in that area because some big incident happened 20 years ago, which makes it a paradise for villains) He still try to only focus on small criminals of course.

Stuffs happens, now he is officially an underground hero and a teacher at Yuuei. His quirklessness is still a secret. Only a few know the truth and i think you can guess who. The officials all agree it would be more beneficial if they keep that hidden too (or he just convinced them). Spirit and Such is still opened, now run by Serizawa and Dimple, the kids stop by to help out sometimes too.

#request #oh fck ur request makes me really wanna draw mp100 fanart now #no idea here. i just want to draw them #dkdlfjskdnfnslksd #i gotta finish my wip #i gotts finish my wipS #mp100 #reigen

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reverieaudios · 4 months

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hi!! i recently listened to the Gage audio where he explains to Bug that his mom is a Recaster, and honestly, thats so cool!!? patiently waiting for the day we meet Gage's mom so she could possibly explain it a little more 👀 /nf

okay, so first question: did you come up with the concept of recaster yourself, or is it inspired/based off of a power an existing character from another piece of media has?

second question: technically, technically, if an artistic recaster wanted to, would they be able to perfectly transplant whatever drawing idea they have in their mind onto a piece of paper by reshaping it? (ik this is really specific, but ive always wanted that ability, just like any and every other artist)

thats all! and keep up the good work! i love your audios and world building sm, i cant wait to see (or hear heheh) more of it! :D <3

I'm glad you like it! I personally really like the concept of Recasters too

As for where it came from, it's mostly based on various legends of alchemy. The general concept (not really the method though) is kind of similar to the way alchemy works in Fullmetal Alchemist! But that was also based on old legends of alchemy lol

And I don't see why not- an artistic recaster would totally be able to recreate exactly what they're picturing as long as they met the criteria for reshaping something (having all of the appropriate materials, having a decent understanding of the parts/makeup of whatever they want to make, and having strong enough powers to actually make something of that level of intricacy/size)

Thank you so much, I really appreciate it!

#asks #the lore #reverie audios #honestly though I'd say recasters are a little more instinct-based than science-based #unlike the alchemists in fma #they still need that understanding of the fundamental parts of something to make it though

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otterdotters-potsandpans · 1 year

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Cloudtail as Jay's mentor:

-Jayfeather would become a warrior

-His name becomes Jayfrost

-Hawkfrost is the 3s father in this au

-Jaypaw met his Hawkfrost in the fdf and requested the suffix frost

-Despite being blind Jays eyes are almost identical to Hawks

-In this au Hawk is a Tabby lynx point

-Jay is a grey lynx point

-Lionblaze is now Lioncall(has new power-will expand later) and is still golden but with brown patches(white face marking)

-Hollyleaf is now Hollystep(has a power-will expand later) and is a black tabby (noticeable white chest marking)

-Hawkfrost isn't a bad guy in this au but is still sent to the df

-As an apprentice Jayfrost was fairly aggressive, often getting into arguments

-Leafpool tries to coerce him into becoming a med cat(renamed to seer)

-Brightheart is Jay's mentor for a while but they both realise that they aren't made for each other and request a change

-when this change is made cats are expecting jay to become a med cat

-jay was just as surprised as cloud was when he was chosen as his mentor

-cloud teaches him to ignore other cats opinions and to not rise to the bait unless absolutely necessary

-cloud also teaches him how to hunt with a bright coat and how to belmd in with the snow during the winter

-Jay, cloud, and bright are almost like a little family in this au and jay ends up becoming a kit sitter of sorts occasionally

-jay is the best hunter in the clan

-jay and the elders enjoy gossiping about other cats eg who likes who, or "did you hear? I heard that ____ wants to fight ____" etc

-Jay knows that some cats tend to underestimate him; he remembers how he was almost banned from going to the daylight gathering

-Jay still finds the cats trapped in mud(?- or whatever it was) and still saves them

-In this au they aren't related to breezepelt directly and instead Jay and he become friends kind of

-Jay has more than 1 power- his canon power and the power to turn into literally like a mist made of frost?

-Hollystep can sense things through her paws- usually used in battle(originally I was going to give jay this power but eh) and often makes leaves fall around her when used

-Lioncalls new power is the ability to basically speak to animals- he can also yowl extremely loudly- no one can hear it besides him- and it usually creates heavy winds

-the 3 becomes the 5- Dovewing becomes doveeye and ivypool becomes ivywhisper

-dove can see through things and can tell when cats lie- cannot tell what the lie is without exhausting herself

-ivy takes doves og power and also get another one- she can make other cats do what she wants but it can exhaust her, it can also make her lose her voice is used too much

-ivy has a long tail dove has a short one

-I will definately draw this lot eventually lol

-jay mentors ivy

-dove is mentored by lion still- Holly however steps in occasionally to help make things clearer

-jay becomes mates with berrynose? Maybe idk

-Holly is aroace

-lionnlaze is just confused- him and cinderheart(now cinderheart- not possessed by cinderpelt) are in a qpr however and still have kits

-jay is asexual? And demiromantic- also trans because I said so

-berrynose is a demiboy and is still a bit of an arsehole but is also better in this au

-berry's name is changed to berryshade- because he tends to blend into shadows and sneak up on cats despite his Pelt colour

-will defo expand probably

#jayfeather #cloudtail #brightheart #hollyleaf #lionblaze #hawkfrost #my au #FrostThawAu #i will most likely expand at somepoint #warrior cats #warriors #warrior jayfeather au #hawkfrost as the 3s dad #berrynose #breezepelt #etcetc #Xozs Au

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frostyarrow110 · 7 days

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Time to introduce my OCs‼️

Oh boy! Here we are!

Since I’m beginning to use tumblr, I can now finally introduce my trio of disasters! I’ve been waiting a while to start talking about them, and I think putting them here is better than info dumping on my private account lol. With that out of the way, let’s go!

VIOLET STARIUS⭐️🌙

(Funfact: She’s the newest of my ocs, being first made only a month or two ago! Loosely inspired by Liko, but she’s changed quite a lot since then!)

The first, and youngest of the trio! Violet is 14 years old, her birthday being January 31st. She’s a curious, intelligent, somewhat shy gal. Kind, empathetic, caring, and wants to help others. She loves space -and in the pokémon version of her- pokémon as well. You’ll find her reading, drawing something, or playing her violin, and while she’s a bit nervous, she’s open to try new things to learn them, as she wants to learn what does the world around her hold! Though, Violet’s a bit forgetful, clumsy, and gets lost easily…She’s also a bit of a people pleaser, and is terrible at lying. The heart of the group, as she’s why the three have managed to form a strong friendship.

Violet has the ability to use telekenesis, via focusing energy using her hand onto objects (or people!) to move them around, to wherever she wants them to go. She can also see in the dark, hear very well, and her eyes glow in the dark for some reason…While she doesn’t like to fight, she’s good at dodging and using the oppenent’s movements against them.

FROST AURORA❄️🏹

(Second image is a shitpost. Funfact, he’s the first oc I made that’s listed here, being first thought up in november 2023!)

The second of the trio! Frost is 15 years old, his birthday is December 25th! He’s a more reserved/aloof guy. He’s also quite smart, especially in terms of tactics and fights! Frost is swift, chilling, and tenacious! Sassy, and he can get angry or spiteful. Despite this, he’s pretty considerate, and stands up for what he believes is right. Frost is somewhat stubborn, antisocial, but he wants to do the right thing. You’ll find him practicing the gutiar, drawing, or thinking. He wants to find his purpose and be strong for those he cares for -even if it means taking drastic measures.

Frost has the power to cool the temperature of stuff to the point it’ll freeze, being able to create ice and snow out of the water droplets in the air. He can manipulate ice too, and he’s skilled with a bow and arrow! He usually goes in for a fast attack, then getting out of the opponent's range until they’ve been defeated, though he knows how to put up a fight in close quarters as well.

CITRINE GOLDENHEART🗡️💛

(I still need to actually draw her, but this will have to do for now. Fun fact, the first concept of her was “what if this cartoon character was in pokémon”)

The last, and the oldest of the three! Citrine is 16 years old, and her birthday is on April 13th! An adventurous, hot-headed, brave and passionate girl. She can be impulsive and sometimes fails to consider the consequences of others, but she means well! Outgoing, reckless, and tackles things head on! She’s the most athletic of the three, being physically strong with good stamina. Citrine’s also very persistent, and will literally refuse to give up. Ever. It’s both one of her greatest strengths and flaws. She likes to play the drums, or go for a run, and…write? I know, surprising, but she loves creating stories, to tell during her journey or inspired by her adventures!

Citrine is real good with a sword, she was very excited when she found one! Turns out she likes stabbing and slashing whatever stands in her way! She’s best in close combat, using her sword to deliver strong attacks to deal a lot of damage! She tends to get hit, but being so perseverant and stubborn allows her to keep fighting until her opponent falls.

I hope that wasn’t too boring to read, but now I’ve introduced my main OCs! I’ll probably ramble about them on here, if you don’t like that sorry lol, this is my blog im the one writing about these idiots at 10 pm

Joking, though it is actually late! Thank you for reading all the way through, and I hope you have a lovely day! Bye byeee

#OC #my ocs #The disaster trio #Thats what im naming them btw bc they’re all complete disasters in their own unique way <3 #yuh #Violet Starius #Frost Aurora #Citrine Goldenheart #I came up with Citrine and Frost’s (kinda) last name on the spot lol #I think they work well enough though #I would love to get asks about my characters!

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cream-and-tea · 10 months

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how do werewolves work in lmd (plus anything else like that)

OK SO.

(this got very very long)

(just as a warning)

(also i’m going to tag @transmasc-wizard bc i remember you asked about this a while ago and a lot of this response comes from what i had typed up to respond to YOU lol)

(okay here we go)

there are (putting it very very basically) two main kinds of magic in the Ghost Story Universe: mortem (Death Juice) and vita (Life Juice). they draw from the same source (God Juice) (which is also the source of the apocalypse but that’s another post entirely) and are kind of different aspects of one thing, but still act as opposing forces. equals and opposites, can’t have one without the other, etc etc. the point is that even though they’re two different types of magic they share the same set of rules and operate under the same basic facts. one of the most basic being that magic is physically taxing to use. no magic comes without a cost

so this is pretty straightforward. and generally it isn’t anything too debilitating, but the more powerful the magic and the more magic used, the more damaging the physical effects become (for example: early on agnes’s chitchats with the ghosts she sees don’t really wear on her because it’s a very passive form of her power, but as the plot progresses and she actively draws on it more and more she starts to develop chronic headaches). the more active magic bullshit you do in succession —> the worse you’ll be feeling the next morning. people would usually need to rest for upwards of a few days after performing a major act of magic and the reason The Library focuses so much on endurance and repetition is to prevent that from happening. it’s to the point that some majorly powerful stuff is possible but the benefit of it is almost completely outweighed by the potential damage it would cause.

rambly worbuilding aside, this is really just a preface so it makes sense when i say: vampires and werewolves are what happen when people push their magic to far.

they’re basically the most extreme end of the spectrum for either kind of magic. vamps are a result of overusing vita (blood life stuff), and wolfs are a result of overusing mortem (spooky death stuff). this happens to people when they’re drawing on so much magic that their body literally cannot support it anymore and starts canabilizing itself in order to support the magic and prevent the person from just. coming apart at the seams. a Regular Person body is just incapable of handling that amount of power, so in turn they have to draw their sustenance from a different non-human source. the comparatively small piece-of-magic-apocalypse-juice in them mutates and co-opts the functions of their body in order to save that body from collapse. both vamps and wolves have to feed CONSTANTLY or they risk their bodies giving in and all their organs straight-up failing. it’s a slow transformation process and sort of representative of how much Whatever Caused The Apocalypse has become so deeply ingrained in every part of the new world. again: it presents differently but it’s all the same stuff in the end.

the world is full of monsters and weirdness and general spooky bullshit but vampires and werewolves especially have an ENORMOUS amount of stigma surrounding them because of the fact that most people still see regular magic users as recognizably human, and view the transformation as a transition from Human Person With Emotions Who I Should View As Such Despite This One Weird Thing to Inhuman Monster. most magical creatures aren’t seen as sentient in nature and many of them are actively dangerous to humans, so if someone pushes their abilities to far and ends up undergoing the transformation then it’s seen as a shift from being one of Us (normal people just trying to survive this crazy broken down to world) to being one of Them (unnatural monsters that came about as a result of the evil forest and apocalypse and want to destroy humanity), except that obviously the people who are turned are the same people they were before, just with an extra set of challenges and probably more bloodlust (which i can see being a bit of concern but c’mon. are u really going to let a little killer instinct get in the way of a lasting and meaningful relationship. weak).

They’re also used as an excuse when it comes to hatred of people born with magic at all. bc sure it SEEMS harmless when you kid is learning from their dead grandma or healing a little bit faster than normal, but with ONE WRONG MOVE they could become A VISCOUS BEAST or a BLOODSUCKING MONSTER and do you really want to take that risk?? wouldn’t it be better to stamp that out now before someone gets hurt??? even in places like The Library, which usually serves as a safe-haven for people born w magic, vamps and wolfs are seen as somehow Lesser. The Library toutes them as cautionary tales and failures of magic, basically a warning of what not to do to their students.

to get into the more specific abilities and effects and What Being A Vampire Or Werewolf Means i’ve made some handy little lists (ft. calliope and luca macnamara, a book 2-3 character that nobody knows about lol) (please click tumblr absolutely wrecked the quality):

so. yeah.

#i hope this is coherent i am truly just Saying Shit #tldr is if you do to much extreme magic you get fuckin vamped. or wolfed. but i felt the need to dig deeper and also make silly little #drawings about it. as you do.#worldbuilding isn’t always my strongsuit but i LOVE LOVE LOVE vampires and werewolves and i think i managed to do something interesting here #idk we all know monsters are Queer As Fuck and i mean. obviously. but the way i think about vamps and wolves in the lmd-verse is a bit more #in line w being disabled? especially in terms of chronic exhaustion and chronic pain since those are what i have the most experience #dealing with. but it really is pick your metaphor.#the monsters are a metaphor for eeeeeverything babyyyyy #i got to draw luca for this that was fun i love luca #he’s just a guy. anxious guy. tired guy. he just wants everyone to leave him alone so he can do crossword puzzles in peace.#if i love anything it’s my little side characters. technically a book 2 antagonist is a vampire and has a bigger role #but he’s an asshole so i don’t wanna draw him #the joke i make about calliope and luka is that calliope is a gay werewolf #who dresses like a gay vampire. and luca is a gay vampire who dresses like a gay werewolf.#nblw and mlm solidarity if you will #wip: ghost story #creme does an art

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Hi Alka! I hope you're having a good day. I'm proposing a bit of a challenge...

Basically, if you designed an all-new, original dragon that could be incorporated into the Hijack/HTTYD, what would it be like? Ref points include Dragon Class, unique abilities other than firepower, & general physical appearance (e.g. color palette & physical traits).

(Side-note: It doesn't have to be a fully-drawn dragon, you can just make a list if you like. Whatever you feel most comfortable to do, I don't want this to come across as placing down anxiety)

(Side-note^2, completely unrelated: I mentioned this a while back, not sure if you saw this, but I think Hymn [Bonus track] by Van Canto fits perfectly for OTNWAS).

Hiya, hope you're having a good day too! K admittedly, I'm not super up to date with all the dragon species in HTTYD, I still haven't watched RTTE lol. So INSTEAD I went on a random super power generator and I'm gonna try to make some dragons up on the spot based on what I get LMAO. I'm so sorry in advance this is going to be more of a joke post 😭😭😭

"The ability to wield Gatling guns with great skill." ALREADY OFF TO A GREAT START LMFAO

There's two routes you can go with here, either the dragon has some sort of gun growing out of it, maybe like the war path pain from Naruto, or it's a normal dragon manning a gun, this doesn't fit into httyd AT ALL.

"The ability to manipulate money, wealth and anything related to them. Sub-power of Economy Manipulation. Variation of Object Manipulation." BRO 😭😭😭

Ok so we can go off the object variation route if say, they use silver to pay for stuff in httyd so maybe it's a dragon specifically connected to silver as an element, and it covers itself in silver armour and can draw the metal to it like a magnet.

"The power to have mouths that can manipulate objects. Sub-power of Mouth Manipulation." I did a double take at that example photo akshjash

K you know those sharks at the bottom of the ocean that have that extendo mouth that whips out to catch fish in a fraction of a second? It's a dragon that does that but WHILE FLYING, imagine how terrifying that would be.

THIS SHOULD NOT COUNT AS A SUPER POWER LMFAO. It's a dragon that's as strong as humanly possible but considering it's competing with other dragons that's such an L.

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA "YOU CAN'T SIT WITH US, TOOTHLESS."

Ok this one's legit really cool, I'm imagining like an episode where the characters get another book of dragons but there's a special dragon sealed inside of it and once they open the books it's let loose and keeps hopping from book to book wrecking the stories inside.

I... What... HUH????? ok, what it says on the tin.

IM SO SORRY ADBLSSVALAVAJ

#ask #theepsizet #IM WHEEZING HOLY SHIT 😂😂😂😂😭 😭😭

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addystuffs · 7 months

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pspspspspsps (beckoning you to ramble about your OCs)

oh god sorry this took so long to answer i saw it in my inbox and wanted to draw smth for it but completely forgot about it

anyway i’ve decided not to draw anything and finally answer this laying here in bed at 10 o’clock at night

putting it all under the cut cuz this is gonna go on for a while

general tw!! some sensitive topics cuz this is oc lore and it must be as traumatic as possible

- sona/addy

she’s got interconnected lore w/ 2 other ocs, (which i have yet to make proper drawings of) rachel and dakota

she grew up in this hidden village of sorts, where people range from human mages with insane arcane powers to mythical beings who bake bread

anyway even though it’s forbidden she sneaks out but oh no oh dear she gets found by humans and gets taken to be studied or whatever

now we branch off into dakotas lore

- dakota

so they’ve lived in the lab place thing for their entire life cuz they were actually created there. the creation was flawed, so they have a bunch of black splotches on their body (usually only the one on their face is visible)

they are actually completely sex-less, the technology was not advanced enough to really give them a sex

they lived on their own most of the time, that was until addy came along. the two became fast friends.

they never were actually taught to speak or read or anything while there, so addy had to teach them a lot. even then, they were still mostly nonverbal

shenanigans occour, ur typical testing, observations, experiments, jerk scientists, all that jazz

eventually addy devised a plan to escape, but it kinda goes to shit, with a dakota getting severely injured. addy, fueled by her emotions, lets out a very powerful magic blast, and manages to escape before collapsing in an alley from overuse of magic abilities

this is where rachel comes in :)

- rachel

she literally grew up in a cult

as a mark of the cult, all members had a lock of their hair permanently dyed magenta

the cult was also very homophobic, and when her twin brother came out as trans, it sent the cult into madness

eventually it became too much for her brother, and he took his own life. this lead to her mom blaming her and uh it got pretty ugly

she eventually ran away and lived on the streets for a while

that was until she found two weird beings near the outside of her makeshift shelter :)

oh boy only 3 ocs in

next some rise ocs

- artemis

pancake tortoise, was originally a turtle at a pet store that ate an oozequito by accident

so they are just kinda chillin in alleys contemplating their new awareness when the turts stumble across her

long story short they eventually lead her to the hidden city and there they find a job at a florist and are from then on a casual ally of the turtles :)

- chilli

so she lives in the nexus hotel, she’s the daughter of that one fox yokai employee

that’s basically all i have for her lol

and finally, dnd ocs

- selineus

he is from a very silly campaign, so ima just copy paste the notes i have of his backstory here lol

uhhh so like selineus's parents got killed by a something or other when he was like 2 but it did give him a sick ass scar over his nose

so he was found by a group of traveling druids and they raised him and taught him to be a druid i guess (i dont know shit about druids)

ok so he was raised on the move so hes seeing the sights, keeping journals, all that jazz

so he eventually finds out these traveling druids are like a cult and they plan to sacrifice him to the sparkle god when he comes of age (18)

so he hatches a plan to not only escape but to gain the ultimate power of sparkles

he succeeds (he rolled a nat 20 fr)

so yeah now he has the ultimate power of sparkles and he roams the land, spreading his sparkles

then he ends up in new york after the animepocalypse and fights raccoons for a sandwich before finding a bunch of gay people and becoming the most based member of the party

just realized this will make little to no sense without some context from the campaign but y’all ain’t gettin any of that hehe

anyway next one that’s more serious

- athena

was part of a little elven society in the woods, living her best life with great parents and her girlfriend :)

until the fire nation attacked until her date was very rudely interrupted by forest creechurs who lay waste to the town, and she loses everything. she also earned a big ass scar on her face

now she is a cold, calculated mercenary/bounty hunter, with the only thing she has left from that village, her girlfriends faded red bandana, tied around her forearm.

lemme treat you to a sketchbook doodle :)

anyway i think that’s it!! this got way longer than i thought it would be, so thanks if you made it this far!

#addy speaks #asks #featherlikescartoons #mutuals #addys doodles #ocs #oc rambling #my ocs

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kayrllylikesblitzwing · 1 year

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Hnnnghhhhh I should be drawing transformers …

BUT I LIKE THE ZOMBIE MAN.

HELLO I’m posting some ocs because recently I’ve gotten into a new rp server and it’s like one of those usual “oh kids go to highschool and they have powers and it’s alllllll monitored by the government” BUT they allow aliens too so it’s pretty neat

I brought in a TON of my old ocs who I used to use Back In The Day when I roleplayed on my hero academia roblox servers which HAS to be the most haunting, most horrible Experience of my entire life thus far. But basically I redrew a lot of my characters who I added to the new server im in and gave them a basic little sketch design and NOW im going to INTRODUCE THEM TO YOU

The girl in red is Fuji she is very mean and very manipulative and very evil and her ability is basically she can just glitch. Like it’s so funny the universe thinks she’s an error so she constantly like fades out of existence and stutters and lags and stuff but still remains. She can glitch through walls, lag and glitch other people, and even insert something like a trojan virus into others, where she can control them remotely, albeit she won’t have control of her own body while she controls them…. PRETTY COOL, pretty EVIL!

NEXT the weird SpongeBob looking thing is literally god. I’m not joking!!! In the lore of my own universes this guy, Sir Boxers (which, fun fact, had a close friend name him and it stuck perfectly!!!) is legitimately god he has the ability to warp reality and do legit whatever he wants. Ofc for the sake of the rp I have to tone down his power so we made this super crazy dramatic backstory that he was like the reigning but benevolent king of his dimension but then he got usurped by some evil force and sent into another world, trapped in a weaker, smaller vessel that can’t do as much as his other godly form, and he’s like trying to return to his dimension to restore order… it’s a funny thing LOL he’s just a joke character

Next is T-0FF-E3 of TOFFEE, and I HAVE DRAWN AND POSTED HIM BEFORE!!! I just didn’t like his design cuz he was too skrunkly so I bulked him up. I already talked about him but basically he was a regular dude and when his powers started showing up he just like mutated into a machine. Super nice, doesn’t know his strength, I love toffeee

Next is Liberty and I very Love Her!!! She’s a little bit of a mess because she’s both like a gym bro but also a cat girl so she’s pretty funny LMAOO she’s extremely competitive and almost aggressively supportive but also has the ability to turn things into weapons!!! As long as she can put both of her palms on something she can turn it into a weapon but that does NOT mean she can use it effectively, because a) the more elaborate the weapon, the more energy she needs to use on it to create it, b) the mass of whatever she makes the weapon on doesn’t change so if she makes like a weapon out of something heavy she might not be able to pick it up and c) she has NO EXPERTISE in any weaponry WHATSOEVER lol

Next is… Romeo 😍😍😍 he’s fucking disgusting! Little Zombie Boy “died” when he was an infant of like some sort of tumor in his brain but even though he was medically dead his body just persisted on its wild Basically his ability is he has full control over every single individual cell in his body and can use his his abilities to manipulate his flesh and stuff however he pleases and can just put himself back together if he’s torn apart. He’s like that trope where people talk abt bats and they’re like THE BATS ARE MORE SCARED OF YOU THAN YOU ARE OF THEM becuz Romeo lowkey is scared of everyone NOT socially inept but he just doesn’t like to interact and because of his strict upbringing

Next is Coronette and OKAY SHES ONE OF MY ALIENS Coronette was initially a part of a species I made for transformers where this group called the crixstaline were Cybertronian minicons that escaped to another planet, initially just to colonize it but then they sorta mutated with it… anyway Coronette is similar to that but I removed all of Cybertronian stuff from her stuff and made them just a species of PURE crystal theyre so cool they have their own language and like customs and stuff and UGH I might post their lore Bible one day it’s so cool anyway. Coronette is a princess from Crixstal, which is a planet that fell to foreign alien influences, and she hates earth and is stupid and dumb and wants to go home but doesn’t know WHY she can’t go home (planet was destroyed L BOZO) and she’s an iPad kid

TWO MORE second to last is CHIP and first of all I would like to say he is named after my dog and I have three ocs named after my dog two are named Chip Mooney and one is Chip Gebelhoff and the second Chip Mooney is based off Neil cicierega—

BUT ANYWAY this is the ORIGINAL CHIP other than my dog Chip used to wear red but I made him blue bcuz it fits him better and because I wanted a rainbow with my characters designs Anyway chip has the super power of onomatopoeia which means that when he says words like Pow or Boom they actually take affect in the world around him. This is disastrous and deadly and after he unintentionally nearly killed his father by activating his powers on accident, he has become mostly selective mute. He’s really guarded with how and when he talks and he’s JUST like those redditors who write like scripts of how they’re supposed to like interact and talk with people so he specifically doesn’t accidentally say a word that might trigger his power’s affects anyway he has my favorite ability

AND FINALLLLY we have Whizzer he’s a little guy the youngest oc of the line up. HES AWESOME he’s actually a remake of one of my OLDEST OCS EVER, who was an umbrella academy oc. Whizzer has a weird little astronaut bubble head not just to protect himself from anything, but to mostly protect others— FOR YOU SEE, whizzer’s ability is that his lungs are SO POWERFUL, if he breathes, he can basically desolate an environment of all of its oxygen and even take the oxygen out of other peoples lungs. He wears his little bubble so he doesn’t suffocate no one but also so he doesn’t breathe in nasty stuff like smog or bugs all of the time cuz that??? That would be bad.

ANYWAY. That’s my oc post have a wonderful day!!! Will blitz post soon❤️❤️❤️

#oc artwork #oc #original character #character design #superpowers #roleplay #I don’t know what to tag this as #original characters

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