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nonexistent-introvert · 11 months

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Alternate Reminder

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x F!reader

Word Count: 3.4k

Content: Miguel has trouble trying to treat you fairly when you remind him too much of what he had lost. Angst, misunderstanding.

A/N: I havent truly proofread this so I'm sorry. This took super long.

Part 2

Miguel thought you were special. He thought it was maybe the universe giving him a second chance when he saw you. His first love and his beautiful wife, standing in front of him while wearing a Spiderman suit. Maybe, he was destined to be with you, after all, a universe where you could understand him. A universe where he could finally be happy with you and Gabriella, a universe that he actually belonged to and he didn’t have to worry about destroying a whole universe just to be with you.

The only problem? This version of you had zero ideas of who Miguel O’Hara is. Miguel thought it was a canon event, for the both of you to fall in love. In most universes he had been to, you were with Miguel. In most, you were happy and had a family with him. In the more unfortunate universes, things didn’t work out between the two of you. The only thing that was unchanged was that Miguel and you were bound to find and fall in love with each other at one point.

However, Miguel hated your guts. His amor was sweet, responsible, and well-organized. You were the complete opposite of that. You were rude, irresponsible, and very messy as a person. He dared say that you were the messiest person he had ever met. There was no sign of organisation at your workstation. Papers were messily stacked on top of each other or swept across the desk. The mini shelf you had beside your desk was filled with books that were all falling to one side, some had completely collapsed. More files were squeezed on top of the books. Miguel’s greatest pet peeve was seeing the bent and folded pages being shoved into a file. The urge to help you reorganize was almost too big for him to handle causing the frustration to build up and was let out onto you instead. Miguel groaned as he met eye contact with you while he was buying his morning coffee. It was almost insulting to him how you had the same exact face as her, the woman he falls for in every universe.

On the opposite side of the same coin, you loathed Miguel O’Hara. He was bossy, pompous, and couldn’t take a single joke. Any conversation you have had with him ended up in the both of you arguing. Sarcasm was something everyone around you had gotten used to, except for Miguel of course who never seemed to catch on. He would simply give you a judgemental stare before giving a literal answer which you would roll your eyes at. At that point, Miguel would think that you’re being rude, and depending on his mood that day, he would either scold you or scoff at you.

“Just get over it, you’re always mad at Miguel anyways. I thought you would get used to it by now.” Gwen sighed, giving you the same response every time you ranted about Miguel. “It’s not like you don’t know the big guy,” Hobie said nonchalantly, having long gotten used to your rants about Miguel. “You hate him, we get it.” Pavitr groaned, complaining for the umpteenth time about how you always seemed to be talking about Miguel. Gwen chuckled, “If you didn’t point out every single flaw of his so heartlessly every time you rant about him, I would think you have a crush on Miguel or something.” Gwen said. “Hell no. I’m not fucking blind.” you defended, offended she would even think this way. “You gotta admit, big boss is quite the looker, too bad he’s a prick.” Hobie pointed out. “Speak of the devil,” Pavitr warned, straightening up as he stared at Miguel who was walking to your table’s direction.

You merely glared in his direction. Gwen was right, you should be used to him by now. He shouldn’t be getting under your skin so easily. So why can’t you just ignore him? Why does your mind always drift to him when you’re alone, why do you realise when he was due for a haircut? How his hair curls at the end when he lets his hair grow, how he reaches 10 minutes early to any appointment, and how he would get his coffee at exactly 9am in the morning. You shook your head, riding yourself off those thoughts. There was no way you actually had some sort of attraction to him right? Your mind drifted to the fight you had with him 5 days ago, his words still causing a dull ache in your heart. The both of you always fought but you were sure Miguel was going to kick you off the team until he called your friends the next day and gave you a mission through them while also completely disregarding your presence if he saw you around after.

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“Mind your own business!” Miguel exclaimed, you flinched at his harsh tone. “I was just-” “Who said you could touch my property?” Anger was practically the only emotion in his voice as he pushed you to the side. “Lyla told me you were having some troubles, that your screens had some kind of issue-” You gritted out, closing your eyes to calm yourself too. You only had good intentions to fix the issues he was fixing and now you were being accused of invading his privacy. You couldn't even remember any of the files that appeared on the screen while you were fixing his terrible code. Too focused on solving the technical errors to be poking your nose into his business. “I don’t need your help,” He seethed. “She was going to help you, Miguel. You have been complaining about it and even I can’t help you, you very well know she’s the only one equipped with the knowledge to fix this.” Lyla defended you. The fury in Miguel’s eyes scared you as well, “You need to mind your own business as well.” He snarled to Lyla before turning to you, switching off the orange screens completely. “I would rather let everything burn to hell than trust you to fix anything. You’re a fucking mess if you didn’t realize. ” Miguel spat.

It was your last straw. You had more self-respect than let anyone speak to you like that. “Kick me off, fucking kick me off already. You hate me anyways, right? So why do you bother keeping me around?”

“Get out!” Miguel bellowed and you didn’t need him to repeat himself. You took off the watch on your wrist and threw it to the floor, letting it break into pieces. In that moment, his words hurt you more than glitching ever would.

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Peter found you at a bar in your universe that day. You downed another glass of whiskey at the sight of Peter, you were in too bad of a mood to talk to anyone now and you know you would regret it if you lashed out at him.

Peter didn’t say anything, simply sitting beside you and staring as you downed one glass after another.

Peter ordered a drink, taking sips of his drink as he decided on the best approach to talk to you. Your anger was practically radiating off you, making everyone else stir clear of you.

“He’s all bark no bite.” Peter started. You scoffed lightly, letting the silence fall between the both of you. You turned to peter, feeling bad for putting him in an uncomfortable situation. “You heard already huh.” Peter simply shrugged, “Word travels fast. Practically the whole society knows.” You downed another glass at that, you wondered how much the story had changed as it was passed from one person to another. It was probably a field day at headquarters.

“There is barely anyone at headquarters, Miguel has been bringing hell to anyone he even makes eye contact with,” Peter answered as though he could read your thoughts. You had to bite back your words, to tell Peter that you really couldn’t care less about Miguel now nor did you need the company. Silence fell between the both of you, Peter lightly bobs his head to the music that was playing in the bar to relieve the tension that was building up. He was never one for tense situations. “You know, you’re not really that different from Miguel.” Peter immediately put his hands up in defense when you practically growled at his comment. “Well, it’s just that both of you would rather die than talk about your emotions. Thankfully, I managed to crack Miguel so I think I can do it for you too.” Peter confidently stated. You remained silent, swirling the whiskey in your hand. You didn’t trust yourself to not lash out at Peter, especially when he’s practically comparing you to Miguel. The man you hated in all of the multiverse

“Hm, silence. Miguel screamed at me when we reached this point.” Peter observed, laughing nervously at the memory of his talk with Miguel. “I guess I’ll just go on first then.” Peter wrung his hands nervously. “I’m sure Miguel didn’t mean anything. You just hit a sore spot.” You scoffed again, “What? By trying to fix his stupid system?”

Peter took another swig, he definitely needed the alcohol. “Do you not know about what is on those screens? One that probably popped up while you were fixing it.” “Contrary to popular belief, I wasn’t snooping on him. I was focused on the system itself.” You defended. Peter cringed ever so slightly at your response. “There is this girl on the screen, the one with a happier, better-looking Miguel.” Peter took another swig, this really wasn’t his story to tell. You pursed your lips, you did remember seeing the footage that Peter mentioned. You had to force yourself to look away, that you were invading his privacy.

“That’s his daughter.” Peter finished, trying to gauge your reaction. You simply preserved a blank look and Peter groaned slightly, he detested how stubborn you were. “Miguel found a universe where he had a family and was happy, but him in that universe had an accident so he replaced himself. Some butterfly effect happened and the whole universe collapsed on itself and he lost everything.” Peter explained. You finished your drink, everyone has lost someone. You understood why it was a sore spot but it doesn��t justify being a total asshole.

“Miguel didn’t mean anything he said to you. It was just- tough.” Peter finished. “I didn’t even do shit Peter, just decided to fix his system and he accused me of invading his fucking privacy. It’s not like he’s the only one who lost someone. We all did.” Peter shuffled uncomfortably in his seat. “He just fucking hates my guts and I don’t know why? He literally told most people about my past when he explains about anomalies so why is he so mad when I know about it?”

“Because you have the same name and face as his wife, the woman who he falls for in every universe.” Your jaw dropped at the information. You couldn’t ever fathom the thought of you and Miguel even being in love. The anger in you simmered ever so slightly. It would explain how his features softened when he sees you sometimes, the vulnerable look in his eyes when he stares at you for too long. A stranger with memories, that is what you are to Miguel. Miguel tries his best to treat you like others. It was exceptionally tough when you shared the same name and face as the woman he had spent his happiest moments with. “He never told me,” you told Peter. Peter shook his head, “No one was allowed to tell you. Not like many people knew anyways. He didn’t want to stir up any unnecessary trouble. You know how he is, he doesn’t like it when people try to share his burdens.” You pursed your lips, cursing out your alcohol tolerance. It was times like this you wished you could just forget everything. “It doesn’t matter. Miguel probably wants me out of his life.” Peter threw his hands up frustratedly. “If he wants you out he wouldn’t send me here to tell you about everything.” Peter admitted. Peter was worried when he heard the news of you and Miguel having a fight which is what brought him to talk to Miguel. Peter wouldn’t be able to find you by himself, only Miguel could. You closed your eyes, you had enough of everyone. You were so exhausted, everything has been so draining.

“Just leave me alone alright?” You said, stumbling out of your seat slightly before leaving the bar and Peter behind.

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“The anomaly was caught. We ensured there were no loose ends. Everything should be fine.” You reported to Miguel. Your hands were behind your back, there was a blank look on your face. Miguel bit his lip slightly at your cold demeanor toward him. He used to complain about you taking things too lightly. When you would stroll into his office with a grin, confidently telling him all the details of the mission even if it was insignificant. Now, you told him the bare minimum with a professional tone and stand.

Miguel used to complain and bluntly tell you that he didn't care for some of the details you told him after. Details like you and Gwen dropped by a Mcdonald's to grab some fries or that you also managed to finish a recent show. Now he wishes you would tell him, instead of you acting like this., all quiet and serious. Miguel took a deep breath, staring at you as the platform descended. He looked away slightly, knowing things were still tense between the two of you. “Sorry about that the other day. I was not in the right place.” He apologised, forcing himself to meet your eye. Your expression was still blank, “It’s fine.” You brushed it off like you hadn’t been thinking about it ever since. “If that’s everything, I’ll take my leave now.” You told him, bowing slightly as you turned. Miguel flinched at the tone. “Wait.” He wanted to stop you from leaving. Then his head turned to the orange screens behind him that glitched every so often. “Would you-” Miguel hesitated, thinking if this was the best move.”

“I- can you help me fix the screens?” Your eyebrows raised in surprise. “I promise I won’t lash out at you.” Miguel weakly joked. You simply nodded, stepping up onto his platform. Miguel stared at you, you were so unlike yourself. There were no teasing comments, no laughter, not even a hint of a smile. You stood in front of his screens, diligently and skillfully opening and typing away a new code. Miguel shifted and fidgeted behind you, he was wrecking his mind for a conversation topic. You were the one who usually initiated or continued the conversations. His mind replaying all the conversations he had with you. A smile tugged on his lips, music was your common ground with him. He remembered how your eyes twinkled when you talked about your favorite songs.

“I recently got into classical music.” Miguel shared. Miguel was half-convinced that he wouldn’t get a reply when you let his words hang in the air while you focused on the task at hand. “Oh? Mahler?’ You finally replied. His eyes widened. “How did you know?” He was greeted with silence again and only then did he appreciate how quick your responses used to be. “I just want to know, because you seemed really confident about it. Did I tell you?” Miguel filled the silence himself. “I just saw it.” You gestured to the screens. He nodded, letting the tense silence take over again. You were never so quiet, he never had to deal with this uncomfortable silence when he was with you.

“You changed.” Miguel blurted out. There was no response from you as you continued working on the screens. You didn’t know how to respond either. The news about you being an alternate version of his wife, it was rather overwhelming. You used to spite him and annoy him just for the fun of it, but after everything, you couldn’t bring yourself to do it anymore. His gaze made you self-conscious now, of what he thought of you, and nor did you want a repeat of what happened that day. You did a lot of thinking the past few days and you had to come to terms with the fact that you didn’t hate Miguel O’Hara. You couldn’t hate him. The thought of him hating you, it was terrifying.

“What?” You muttered, Miguel barely caught onto your response. He placed his hands on his hips, looking down. “Look, I’m really sorry for that day and I know I can’t take back anything but I really hope you don’t distance yourself from me because of that.” Miguel swallowed, it was publicly known that the both of you never seemed to get along but the thought of you becoming cold to him made him shiver to his core. “You’re overthinking things.” You stated plainly, forcing out a laugh. Miguel sighed, “You just seem, very different. Let’s not even talk about our interactions. You have just been more distant with everyone, you’re taking things way too seriously and well, you’re a lot more well organised now. The biggest shame was losing the constant smile, boosted many of their morale even in the most difficult of times.” you swallowed bitterly, debating internally if you should snap at Miguel right now while you stared at the screens before you. “I had to work on not being a mess right?” You answered, quoting his exact words. Miguel’s eyes flashed with a hint of pain and you knew it was a low blow. He had already apologised, you’re the one who keeps bringing it up. But those words haunted you even till now.

“You really changed huh?” Miguel continued. He didn’t expect you to use his words against him. When you know that he regrets it, it was a low move even for you. “It’s done.” You announced, ignoring his comment towards you. Your patience was thinning again. He merely glanced towards the screens before looking at you again. “You’re not the person I knew,” Miguel stated plainly. You turned your head to him.

“I’m not the woman you had in mind, Miguel! I’m not your fucking wife and I’m sorry you had to go through that.” You looked away, running your hands through your hair in distress. “I never was. I’m sorry I remind you of her but I’m not her.” You snapped at him. Walking out of his office. Everything made sense now. Miguel would be annoyed and frustrated with you most times, but there were times that he acted differently towards you. The times when he had carried you to a more comfortable place when you had fallen asleep on your table, the jackets that he had given to you to keep you warm still hung in your closet. The late-night conversations where he was more vulnerable towards you and had conversations with you about your interests while you hung from the ceiling, claiming that it helped you stay awake while you sift through the paperwork with him. You found it weird how he could hate your guts one second but be even sweet to you when it was just the two of you. At one point, you even thought you had fallen for Miguel O’Hara.

You shook your head, ignoring Miguel behind you as you rid the thought of even entertaining a possibility with Miguel. He never treated you as you are, he never liked you for who you are.

You simply shared a face and name with the woman he was destined to fall for.

You chuckle at how foolish you were while you stepped on the watch that Peter had given to you as replacement for your old one.

“I fucking quit.” You announced to a surveillance camera in the hallway, knowing fully well that he is monitoring the camera for your whereabouts now.

Miguel angrily swept the files off his table, growling out in frustration. He buried his face in his hands, he never saw you as the woman who he had fallen for and had Gabriella with. Sure, there were a few times your identical looks made his heart pace with what could have been. However, Miguel had started spending more time with you and getting to know you as a person. In those times, he reckoned he enjoyed it too much.

There was no way he was falling for you right?

Was there a point even if he did? You had already left him.

Miguel O'Hara always messes up his own happiness. That seems more like his canon event than falling in love with you.

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catpriciousmarjara · 4 months

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Personal pet peeve: When a particular character has a lot of paperwork and such associated with their job and it has been established in universe that the work is extremely hard, complicated, and tedious but then in fanfic another character in another job position takes up this character's paperwork and does it perfectly. That's not how this works. That's not how any of this works.

Paperwork is not some nebulous pile of papers so easy that anyone can just waltz in and fill it up just like that. Paperwork, especially for large organisations, requires specific training and knowledge. A particular situation might have at least ten forms associated with it depending on how it happened, when it happened, who were involved, who were affected, who filed the initial report etc. It could be form A.1, it could be form B8, it could be G3 or D-3.2e, and then it has to be filed away in a specific way under a specific designation. At times it could be completely nonsensical but still necessary and part of proper procedure....all of that requires training and experience. Someone from a totally unconnected role can't just take over this position and do an excellent job at it, unless it has been previously established that they too had prior training and guidance in this.

Example: Cale(KRS) and Basen Henituse in Trash of the Count's Family. Kim Rok Soo before trasmigration into Cale Henituse was a team leader who has experience with important official documentation and paperwork for the Company. Basen Henituse is established to have been send to territory heirship classes and doing well in them. These two people being able to take on the other's paperwork load is not at all farfetched. (Same with Cale and Alberu though the latter would still have to sign and seal his insignia separately in the end.)

So no someone who's untrained can't just take someone else's paperwork and just breeze through them unless they are like supernaturally intelligent to the point of figuratively downloading all the necessary data and information directly into their brain or something.

Let's not even talk about how the character might have a particular way and organisation of doing things and someone else taking over their workload without permission might just mess that order up and their well intended actions might end up doing more harm than good.

Look at MXTX's Shang Qinghua or Ling Wen. As I'm reading SVSSS right now let's take it as an example.

Someone who can conduct and lead an audit: Shang Qinghua, specifically trained as an auditor. Yue Qingyuan- can possibly fill in for a specific kind of audit.

Someone who cannot conduct an audit: Literally every other Peak Lord on Cang Qiong. Not trained for it. Should not be in charge of it.

Someone who can file in medical paperwork: Mu Qingfang, head of medical operations in the sect.

Someone who can't do that: his Peak Lord colleagues. At most they'll be able to file in incident reports and other such forms that guardians of patients will have to fill in at a hospital.

People involved with merchants and associated business transactions: Shang Qinghua(logistics expert-procurement logistics), and for large contracts, Yue Qingyuan(Sect Leader). Other Peak Lords depending on the goods. For example the Zui Xian Peak Lord when they are negotiating prices for the raw materials or equipment for alcohol brewing or Wei Qingwei when they are sourcing metal.

Someone who can handle annual budgeting: Shang Qinghua. Person who allocates the funds according to the final budget- Yue Qingyuan.

Persons who can't do that: His colleagues who are definitely not trained in finances and accounting.

And so on and so on.

Shang Qinghua was invited back to the sect after literal treason because nobody else could do his job. That should tell you that people without specific training can't just take over the paperwork of another person's job unless their own jobs are connected enough to be sufficiently similar that they can handle it.

So no someone like Shen Qingqiu who's a scholar and tactician primarily, can't take the entirety of Shang Qinghua's or Mu Qingfang's or Yue Qingyuan's paperwork and fill it in for them, no matter how intelligent he is. Though I'm sure Yue Qingyuan would let him sect be damned lmao.

You see things like this in many other fandoms as well. Innocuous forms that anyone can fill in are okay but complicated paperwork for auditing, budgeting, logistics, diplomacy, business transactions, internal affairs, etc? No way. That all takes time to familiarize with before even properly filing them let alone actually doing them.

This is of course a personal pet peeve as I mentioned from the beginning. People are free to write what they want, read what they want, like what they want. This is no way an accusation towards particular individuals. It's just that for me it breaks immersion pretty quickly.

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asewingthing · 2 months

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Sizing up a hoodie or sweatshirt

I had an old hoodie I wanted to wear more often, but it's always been a little snug (the price you pay when the merch table at a show has limited sizes remaining but you HAVE TO GET A SOUVENIR - and also support the band). I realized I had another hoodie I didn't wear very much, and decided to sacrifice it to size up the other!

The black stripe is the sacrificial hoodie bit, which overall made the original hoodie about 6 in larger all around (3 in strip added under each arm). Keep in mind, this method makes the torso larger, but also the sleeve size. I bet that's helpful to most people, but if you wanted to not size up the sleeve so much, you could probably cut your strip so it's narrower as it goes down the sleeve. But not to a fine point! Just a little narrower on one end than the other. You still need to have room to use your serger on both seams.

I looked up tips for adding a gusset under the arm. It was not an ideal solution; I ran into a pet peeve in my searching. When folks yadda-yadda over the fiddliest bit of the process. No! Please tell me how exactly you pivot around a point with a stretch stitch and then serge the rest of a seam!! I was not about to try to figure that out with no clear tips.

So, I decided to approach it with the skills and tools I was most confident using (not confident in my ability to use the right kind of stretch stitch around a corner at an armpit seam. I knew it would fall apart!).

NOTE: I used a serger for the entire process. I opt to use an embroidery needle or similar to pull the tail back up into a few stitches rather than try to sew over the tail ends. It's not as quick but I know it works and I have more control. I'm not going to cut into something by accident either!

ANOTHER NOTE: You HAVE TO use 2 sweatshirts or hoodies that are the same length from the pit to the BOTTOM HEM. If the length from the pit to the arm cuff hem is somewhat off, that's okay. When you're done, you could always cut off the cuffs and serge on a new one. But you can't so easily do that on the bottom hem on a hoodie with a zipper.

See how the cuff is misaligned here. I could cut off the cuff just above the grey seam and serge on a new strip of ribbed knit if I wanted it to look cleaner. But this was close enough, and also who wants to chop off its character? Someone who's probably no fun at parties, but probably better than me at filing their taxes, that's who.

HOW I DID IT

I essentially added a strip from one hoodie into the under arm/side of the other. If you're wanting to be precise, you can measure how much extra room you want to add, divide by 2 and that's how much you'll harvest from your sacrificial hoodie. The serging will eat some from each seam; consider how much you are comfortable serging off and add that math in for yourself. This one was about 3" wide on each side, as I feel comfortable to serge with taking off just a whisper.

I used a marking tool and a ruler to mark a consistent 3" wide cutting line from hem to cuff on the black hoodie. You'll be cutting a straight strip so don't eyeball it! If you're making it a little smaller at one end than the other, an even better reason not to eyeball it!

You can only remove up to where you come in contact with a pocket, zipper, or other component. Pick up a hoodie and look under the arms and you'll see what I mean! Here's as far as I cut due to the location of the pocket on the black hoodie:

Here's what that black hoodie looked like after I cut out the strips. Daniel was quite amused by it looking like a pelt and/or some kind of punk wizard's cape:

Mark which strip is meant for which side before you move on, so you don't get frustrated later! THIS IS IMPORTANT!

Next, you have to cut open the hoodie that will be gaining these strips. At first, I was carefully seam ripping the side seams but that is SILLY! Don't do that. Just cut it, your serger will be removing any old seam bits.

Right sides together, pin your strips in place. IMPORTANT! Make sure you're using the correct side of the old hoodie to the new one! R with R, L with L.

IMPORTANT ALSO!! Make sure the underarm pit seam intersection is aligned! Start pinning from there, and work your pinning out. AGAIN! the length from this pit junction to the bottom hem should be almost exactly the same or this will give you a headache.

(Pay attention to your pits, to avoid getting down in the dumps.)

Time to serge! You can squinch and fudge the seams a little as you serge to make them line up a little better. Just don't pull or yank on them much, or your knits will be forever wonky.

Here's what it looks like on the inside:

I hope this is helpful to others and you get more wears from things you love! If you need to find a hoodie or sweatshirt to sacrifice, hit up a thrift store. Just be sure to bring your hoodie with you as you shop, so you get one that is almost exactly the same length from hem to hem.

#sewing #hoodie #hacks #mending #serging

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writingintheshadowsforever · 1 year

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Imagine Riri finding you her roommate is an ex-Avenger

You were a last minute type of person when it came studying for exams. Which meant pulling all nighters the day before the test was frequent for you, and afterwards you would catch on all your sleep. Once your classes were over able to sleep with peace knowing you aced the test. So once you were sleep you were truly dead to the world, and anything happening.

Your roommate Riri Williams already knew this but still did her best to not disturb you. When she entered the shared dorm room quietly dropping her backpack on the floor by her workstation. She could make out your form bundled under two blankets and a duvet. The thermostat was set on cool making the room pretty chilly, and while she was tempted to change it. She knew going to bed cold only to wake up hot later was one of your pet peeves, and didn't want to do that to you. Instead she was getting ready to raid her closet for a hoodie when someone knocked on the door.

"Riri Williams" an unfamiliar voice called out.

Riri assumed it was a fellow classmate who wanted her to take care of an assignment for them. She let out a sigh of exasperation checking her phone for any new alerts. Before heading over to open the door she had built a whole website to handle future requests, and so far only a few of her clients actually used it. "Hey I don't take house calls anymore you gotta use the website" she told the mystery person.

The stranger placed their phone over her own in her direct line of vision. "I have a encrypted file I want you to air drop it."

Riri looked up mouth open to reply but her words were lost on her tongue. When her eyes landed on the Princess of Wakanda as they widened in surprise. It took her a few seconds but she did regain the ability to speak. "You're Princess Shuri" she whispered moving back to let her in.

Shuri put a finger to her mouth walking into the room, and motioned for her to close the door. Riri shut the door in confusion trying to figure out what could the Princess of Wakanda want with her? Was she even here for her, or was it you she was looking for? While you and Riri got along pretty well and ended up becoming great friends. She didn't know that much about you or your past life. You kind of just showed up out of nowhere starting the semester a little late. Apparently you received your acceptance later for MIT months before graduation, and but you didn't decide to attend college until the last minute. Which is why you were shoved into her dorm at the last minute initially Riri was supposed to have her dorm to herself. But your last minute decision left the front office scrambling trying to find somewhere to put you.

"Um am I being recruited?" Riri finally asked with a hopeful tone.

Shuri paused to turn around giving her a dead look. "No" she answered without hesitation. "I'm here about the vibranium detector you built for the CIA."

Riri raised her eyebrows even more confused than before. "I didn't build that for the CIA that was a class project."

"A class project" Shuri repeated in disbelief.

"Yeah my professor said I would never be able to do it but to be young, gifted, and black though right." She replied not hiding the pride she was feeling as she walked around the Princess to get to her bed.

"How long did it take you?" The Princess asked looking over her workstation.

"A couple of months it took me a while to gather some of the parts" Riri started to explain. But she halted her explanation as paranoia took over. "Hold on did I piss off Wakanda?" she asked standing back up.

"Not just us this place is no longer safe for you I need you to pack your things, and come with me right now" Shuri demanded.

"Aye I have differential equations class in like fifteen minutes" Riri protested with a nervous chuckle. But then saw the are you serious look on Shuri's face, and looked away in shame. On the inside she was freaking out and wanted nothing more than to bolt out of the room. The only problem with that plan though was Shuri stood between her and the exit. So she had to stay calm and figure out another way out.

"Alright yeah um just let me go to bathroom real quick." Riri said not sounding convinced at all as she inched around the Princess who watched as she headed for the bathroom. She made halfway through the door before cursing and retreating back into the corner of the room by the windows.

Okoye walked out the bathroom with her hands folded behind her back.

"I had it under control" Shuri insisted slightly irritated.

"I said you had five minutes I gave you six" Okoye replied.

Riri watched in fear as both of them advanced on her. Shuri held a hand out as if to tell her to keep calm, but Okoye didn't look like she was playing any games.

"Get out" Riri argued. "Get out of my dorm"

"Just calm down" Shuri pleaded

Riri looked around for something to defend herself with and settled for the speaker on the desk. She snatched it up and held it in her arms ready to throw it. "I swear you better not take another step towards me."

"Mmph see how the children here treat their guests" Okoye said to Shuri in a tone of disappointment. Riri took the opportunity to heave the speaker towards them. Okoye whipped her hand out and a small metal rod extended into a full spear slicing the speaker in half.

Shuri and Riri mouths dropped open in shock at the action.

"You brought a spear in here" both of them exclaimed at the same time.

That was when you let out a soft groan while shifting around in your bed. Riri's eyes lit up with joy during all the commotion she had forgotten about you. Okoye and Shuri turned around looking in your direction, but didn't see you immediately hidden under the pile of covers.

"Y/N wake your ass up now" Riri shouted in desperation. You were her last hope there was no way they could force her to go with them with a witness.

Your eyes flew open and somehow you picked on the tone of distress in her voice. As you sat right up doing your best to untangle yourself from the blankets. Your eyes were still adjusting to the light so you could barely make out two grown figures standing a few feet away. You ended up rolling right of bed and hitting the floor in your haste to get up. But you were back on your feet immediately. "Hey what the hell is going on? Leave her alone" you demanded groggily.

This wasn't the first time Riri found herself in a bit of a pickle. There had been a few mishaps early on in the year when some guys decided they wanted to use her services for free. When she said no they would turn up to her door trying to use cheap scare tactics, or just threaten her. But instead they would run into you who had no problem putting them in their place. You assumed that was what was going on here until you finally came to fully.

"Is this your roommate" Shuri asked Riri turning to her with a grin.

"Yeah and she knows a bunch of karate and stuff, so you guys better just go alright. I'm not going back to Wakanda with y'all" she said. Although the way both of them were unbothered about your presence did have her nervous. Why did Shuri look so ecstatic.

If only she knew the truth about your secret identity.

The last time Shuri saw you was a year ago considering you were one of the few Avengers who actually made it to T'Challa's funeral. You and her were extremely close meeting each other when you paid Bucky a visit in Wakanda during his time there. The two of you bonded over being so young yet having so much responsibility. When Thanos's alien army invaded Wakanda you were there protecting her from the aliens. When they breached the lab, and after her and T'Challa was snapped away. You put your life on the line to help get them back.

Although she was use to seeing you all suited up in your hero fit, and not in a pair of sweatpants and a oversized gray T-shirt. Shuri recognized you perfectly. "Hey y/n I didn't know you were in college."

"Shuri is that you and Okoye?" You asked rubbing the back of your neck.

"Yes it is so this is what you gave up being Avenger for" Okoye answered.

"Um yeah you know the hero stuff wasn't the same after we defeated Thanos you know. Tony and Nat died, Steve got old, Thor went off to space, and well things just got weird. I decided to take a break try to have an actual normal life considering no one really knows my real idenitiy." You explained stretching your body a bit.

"Hold up what" Riri said cutting into the conservation. A tone held a mixture of surprise and anger.

"Shit Riri you didn't know wait why are you guys here hassling my roommate anyway?" You finally asked walking over to stand between them and her. Riri was still caught off guard at the revelation of you not only knowing them but being a Avenger, yet she still appreciated the way you were protecting her. She knew she could count on you.

A tiny smirk formed on Shuri's face as she took in the way you stood protectively in front of Riri. "Your roommate built a vibranium detector and made a merman with winged ankles very upset. Now he wants her dead, and we need to get her back to Wakanda where she will be safe."

There was a moment of silence as both you and Riri took in everything she had said.

"But maybe she will be alright considering she has an Avenger to protect her" Okoye added with a grin.

"What" Riri said in confusion.

You whirled around to face her with a judging look. "Did you really build a vibranium detector?"

She gave you a tiny nod.

"Why would you do that? Did you really think any good would come from that?" You continued.

"Hey are we not going to talk about you being an Avenger" Riri demanded trying to change the subject.

"A freaking merman with winged ankles is after you Rri" You exclaimed throwing your hands in the air.

"Okay okay you got a point" she agreed her eyes drifting downard in guilt.

"So are you going to come with us or what now?" Shuri butted in.

"Look maybe there’s another hey-" her protest was cut off as you closed the distance between the you and her. You proceeded to throw her over your shoulders with little to no effort as if she weighed nothing. "Y/N what are you doing put me down."

"No way we don't have time for this we need to get moving." You said turning around to head over to get her backpack. Before looking over at Shuri and Okoye who both had a expression of amusement on their faces.

"I guess this means you're going to tag along" Okoye said.

You shrugged your shoulders tightening your hold on Riri as she struggled. "I've never seen a merman before if I'm going to get back in the game. It mind as well be for this."

"Are you sure that's the only reason?" Shuri prompted eyes drifting to Riri before finding yours again. A teasing smirk on her face.

It was a good thing Riri couldn't see your facial expression, and the waves of nervousness coming off of you. "Well college is getting kind of boring too" you lied.

"Y/N wait okay just wait a second" Riri tried to reason with you. She finally realized she was getting nowhere with her struggling, and came to the conclusion that super strength was probably one of your powers.

"Just relax Riri this is going to be fun I promise okay. I'm not going to let anything happen to you roomie."

"But-" she started again.

"Hey you trust me right."

"Yeah"

"You know I'm going to protect you right"

"Yes" she sighed in defeat

"Then stop worrying" You told her as you started walking towards the door. Shuri opened it for you with Okoye bringing up the rear. "Will you at least put me down and let me walk on my own please?" Riri asked. A bit annoyed at being carried by you like some toddler she had a reputation to uphold.

"Nope you might run plus I actually like carrying you." You replied adjusting your hold on her.

Riri pouted as Shuri chuckled at the exchange.

#mcu imagine #marvel imagine #black panther imagine #riri williams x reader #riri williams imagine #shuri x reader #shuri imagine #okoye imagine

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weepinwriter · 4 months

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“Within this intricate web of Tartarus’s hierarchy, I will be your guide, leading you safely through its tangled threads.”

Name : Victor (m.) | Vanessa (f.)

Age : They're in their mid twenties

Height : 5’8

Appearance : V. stands at 5’8”. Befitting their warm nature and words, V. has a naturally soothing appearance as well, with silky straight chocolate-brown hair and golden-brown eyes. Male V. has his hair cut neatly short, although his bangs fall slightly into his eyes, while female V.’s hair falls down to the middle of her back and can appear slightly wind-tousled at times. They are often seen dressing neatly and simply, in a black blazer, white shirt, black slacks, and black shoes to top it all off.

Personality : V. is an enthusiastic and positive individual who lights up the room with their cheery smile. They spread tranquility wherever they goe and believe in brightening up any tense atmosphere. Their seemingly infinite patience and love for childlike activities make them a certified mood maker, though some find them troublesome to deal with. V. is bold and adventurous, always ready to take on exciting challenges and overcome hardships. They have a confident and ambitious personality, never fearing anything and always finding a solution. Despite their big ego, self-importance and little to no sense of self preservation, they are driven by a desire to be seen as courageous and worthy of others admiration. On the flip side, they can be quite disrespectful (unintentionally) with no fault of their own owing to their bluntness, disliking boring work and indulging in creative pursuits like origami and listening to the recent rumors spreading around. V. is self-willed and stubborn, persistently pursuing their goals but resistant to tasks they're not interested in. However, they can be persuaded with bribery. Overall, V.'s personality is a mix of enthusiasm, energy, boldness, ego, childishness, and self-will.

Background : Case File No. ████▉ pertains to the Subject originating from a renowned aristocratic lineage, known for their long-standing prominence in governing the majority of the 5th District's lower sectors. Regrettably, unforeseen circumstances unfolded, leading to allegations and subsequent confirmation of colluding with anti-government factions within the 5th District. As a direct consequence of these findings, a significant portion of the family was subjected to public execution. The surviving heirs, including the subject under scrutiny (designated as 1339), were forcibly separated and confined within separate penitentiaries. Presently, the subject is serving a 100-year imprisonment term for their involvement in the rebel activities, having been found culpable of withholding information from the appropriate authorities. It is worth noting that, based on the peculiar circumstances surrounding this case, the subject could potentially be eligible for release on bail. The specific conditions permitting such action have been redacted from this report for reasons of confidentiality and security.

Likes : origami, physical touches, jellyfish, listening to the recent gossips and rumors, dancing

Dislikes : the season of winter (or just the cold in general), the darkness, any authority figures, complete silence, boiled tomatoes

Pet peeves : not being appreciated for his positive efforts and hardwork, inflexible rules, unmatched and wet socks

Trivia :

has an unusual fascination with flowers, and can correctly identify any flower and also point out their respective symbolisms

can perfectly copy anyone's handwriting and signature with a single glance at it

has a rather terrible streak of bad luck with sharp objects. Regardless of how harmless the circumstances may be, V. will somehow find a way to effectively end up getting impaled by a pencil

has dirt on literally everyone in Tartarus, excluding Twenty, MC and Nikita (who they seem to be especially wary of)

#interactive fiction #if game #current wip #road to heaven if #asks #interactive game #ro's #ro victor/vanessa #original character

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alkalische · 11 months

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I saw your Bagpipe redesign posts. I love your breakdown of her design and how you fixed it. There are so many cool characters in Arknights that then get depicted as Generic Skinny Anime Girls and it drives me bonkers. You and other artists on here are doing fantastic work and feeding us starving fans.

You mention Horn’s design throwing you out of immersion; big fucking same. I don’t know her backstory yet(not that far in the story) but she’s a soldier carrying around two giant shield/mortars/sword things(?). And they’re trying to tell us she’s not built like a brick shithouse??? I personally picture her sorta like @gothducky ‘s big buff butch depiction. And every time her character pops on screen I’m like “who are you???”. I didn’t even realize she didn’t have pants till seeing your redesign and it’s like WHY is she not wearing pants when fighting with fucking artillery shields….!!!!????

THANK YOU! It made me really happy to read that! I'm going to use your ask as an excuse to talk about character design issues i have in arknights so long post

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One of my only complaints about Arknights is how they'll introduce a character to be 'very big and strong and capable of pummeling your ass' and it is just noodlearms mcgee

(image: Hoshiguma, Nearl)

like i think BOTH of these designs are absolutely fantastic and are able to convey the character's personality very well, but i do Not. believe.

and hell yeah i love it when artists draw the women of arknights with the muscles they RIGHTFULLY deserve to have (big fan of @/dlartistanon's depiction of saria and nearl)

have this cropped saria i drew a while ago because buff women supremacy

Just a massive personal pet peeve is when, as i said in my bagpipe complaint post, the character is very 'tell, not show'. I think that no matter how interesting the character is in their files and in their story appearance, I'm still unable to connect with them if i'm unable to picture their design doing that.

It's especially egrigeous if the character is supposed to be wearing a uniform. I would actually have no problem with the 'thighs showing while fighting on a battlefield' IF. IF it's clear that that's supposed to be a casual outfit.

Like this is such an issue for me that i kind of zone out whenever a character comes up on the screen with a noticeably horny design (fuckin.. rockrock) because it's so distracting in a negative way

(Image: Rockrock)

I do Not know what the hell i'm supposed to tell from this design. I just know that i Do Not. like it and it makes me have little desire to learn more about the operator

In my opinion the designs in Victoria are very divisive because the good ones are very good (Bena, Shalem, Reed) and the 'bad' (more boring honestly) ones are very bad (Rockrock, Nightmare, whatever's going on in Skyfire's beach skin)

Sorry for rambling on and on i'm just very passionate about storytelling in character designs lmao

#arknights #character design #alk answers #art #saria

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timeparadoxsims · 7 days

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So I managed to set up my PC at the new apartment and started working on a retexture I promised I'd make a long time ago. CC making woes under the cut.

I want to preface this by saying that I have zero negative feelings about the person who requested this specific mesh to be retextured or about requests in general. Nor is this me having issues with the specific creator whose CC I'm editing; this is oooold CC, made with the knowledge and resources available at the time, and a lot of older hair meshes that were made back then suffer from the same issues. This is just me venting about the CC.

Because honestly I do have some pet peeves regarding newer meshes, but I think it made me forget that creations in the pre-2010 era weren't flawless either.

Somehow, I managed to forget the several texture files per age. Like, the scalp one I get, but 3 files for a few strands of straight hair? Yeah, I don't miss those.

Broken YA stage - maybe because the creator didn't have the Uni EP?

The scalp texture for teens and adults/elders respectively (I alpha-edited away the strands that were on top to see why every time I tried to retexture the scalp the textures looked wonky - this is what I found). Had to remake the texture without using the original as a template. A looooot of warping and saving and refreshing was involved.

The end result. Due to multiple texture files I will not be making many recolours for this one.

This has honestly been one of the toughest hairs I've dealt with in a while. Still glad I tried, I do like a challenge every now and then. Also I am glad that I don't have to go through the same things every time I retexture a mesh.

#ts2 #the sims 2 #sims 2 #wip

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stardusted-queerness · 1 year

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Writing Resources

I've been writing all my life, and I've been saving resources I use over the past couple of years. I'm gonna post them all here, so that others can use them because some of these are rather obscure.

Resource: Character Profile Desc: a 20 page PDF file that helps you better flesh out your character. PDF is editable directly. Very useful for any type of character.

Resource: Character Sheet Desc: a very long character sheet hosted on DeviantArt. I'm not sure if it's still being updated, but it is VERY extensive and covers everything from the basics to pet peeves. Best used for the main cast.

Resource: Name Generator Desc: a site that hosts a number of name generators. You add a few variables, and it gives you a list of names. Has everything from a "quick name" generator to a "plot generator". Very useful for a variety of things (not just writing).

Resource: Worldbuilding Prompts Desc: a site with writing prompts. Pretty good for getting the basis of your world

Resource: World Anvil Desc: a site to house all of your worldbuilding. Basically acts like a wiki, but for worlds. Has a premium version, but the free version works just fine (but you're limited to 2 worlds and ~175 articles for each world). Can be used for any type of writing: creative, screenplay, even ttrpgs like DnD.

Resource: Inkarnate Desc: Map-making site. Pretty cool, and has assets that allow creation of dungeon maps, world maps, and even scene maps. The free version is a bit meh on the assets, while the pro version ($5/month or $25/year) is a lot better. Additionally, the free version limits you to 10 maps, while with the pro version, you can create ~1,500 maps. If you use pro and then cancel your subscription, any maps that you created while using pro will be locked. You will not be able to edit them. I learned this the hard way.

Resource: Gallery of Faces Desc: pretty much like the "thispersondoesnotexist" site, just under a different name. AI-generated human photos. Can edit the settings to include a specific age group, a specific sex, etc. Really good for people who aren't good artists and need/like having a visual of their character.

Resource: Fantasy Calendars Desc: Allows you to make a completely new calendar. You can choose the names of the months, weekdays, everything. It's an absolutely wonderful tool and really helps if you don't want to use a modern calendar. This is the calendar I made myself. It's just an example of what you can do.

Resource: Word Combiner Desc: a tool to combine up to 4 words together. Shows just about any and every possibility. Found this useful when trying to make a name or a language.

Resource: Fantasy Language Generator Desc: another generator, but for languages instead. There's a few variables you can mess with, and it'll generate counterparts to the 30,000 most commonly used words in English. You can save the language as a file and load it on the site at a later time. Completely free.

Resource: Word Counter Desc: Just a word-counting site. Useful if you frequent Discord & use bots like WriterBot or Sprinto (writing sprint bots), as you only have 2 minutes after the sprint ends to submit word count.

Resource: Worldbuilding Checklist :) Desc: a very extensive worldbuilding checklist. Covers everything from races to the economy to the current fashion trends. Really awesome resource.

All of these have proven to be really useful to me, so I wanted to share these. I just hope these are useful to others ^_^

#writerblr #resources #useful #writing #writing resources #character sheet #writers on tumblr #writers #write #helpful #i really hope these help someone else

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sparrowhero · 1 year

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i love ur shigaraki dating hcs post! could u do a current one as well? thx!!

Sure thing! thank you❤️❤️

Shigaraki Dating Headcanons (Paranormal Liberation Front Era) (LOV Reader)

READMORE FOR CURRENT SEASON SPOILERS!

The biggest change in him is confidence, the way he carries himself. As he's grown and developed with the last year of experiences under his belt, Shigaraki has finally grown into his own person out from under his teacher's shadow. He's still a bit of a clingy guy, I don't think that's ever going to change, and he's still going to glare at the occasional person who gets TOO close, but he's growing up and learning to deal with his jealousy his own way. Dabi now teases him that he's "all grown up" with his feelings. He tells him to shut up and go away. The more things change, the more things stay the same.

He makes sure the rest of the PLF knows what's up and to treat you with the same amount of respect he gets. You have pretty much free reign to do whatever you want and handle your own responsibilities while he's getting juiced up in Dr. Garaki's underground lab. He doesn't want you there at first, but honestly, hearing your voice every now and then and being able to hold your hand makes it easier.

You two share a room for convenience sake. Now that he's got a handle on his quirk, his memories, he doesn't think he needs to be separated from you any more than necessary. He knows now, more than ever before, that he couldn't and wouldn't ever hurt the person who has been there for him all this time.

It's after he regains his memories that he realizes exactly what drew him to you, and continues to draw him to you. "Don't reject me anymore." He had been rejected and ignored for all of his childhood for, his feelings pushed aside. You've never rejected him in that way-- even if his feelings for you weren't reciprocated at first, you never looked at him the way that the people in his memories did and offer that kind of hypocritical kindness.

He wants to destroy everything-- that's still true. He's hurt, he's angry, and he hates-- but it's different with you and his comrades. He wants the League to be the seed that his new society grows from, you especially. He wants to give you everything you want, no questions asked.

Since he has his image as the leader to think about, he can't snuggle up to you as much as he'd like-- he doesn't have the same kind of shamelessness that Dabi has. When meetings are over and everyone else files out, this is usually when he asks you to stay for a little longer so he can get his fill of holding you close. He really doesn't kiss you anywhere that someone can walk in on since being interrupted is one of his biggest pet peeves.

He first tells you the words "I love you" (to be perfectly clear, it's actually "I think I love you.") during the nonstop chase with Gigantomachia. You were right there by his side, covered in dirt, sweat and blood, but still tried to comfort him as best as you could. Offering your shoulder or lap as a pillow, trying to take an extra watch so he could (attempt) to sleep just a bit more. While he was out of it for a good chunk of that time period, that was crystal clear in his memory.

Note: If you're not among the baddest bitches in the League and can't handle yourself in a fight of this magnitude, you're spending a lot of time in Mr. Compress' marble. Sorry. It doesn't make it much easier and you DO need to leave it every so often, but Shigaraki would rather play it safe than risk you dying. He'd rather have your permission, but he'll settle for asking for forgiveness afterwards.

"I'm not THAT tired, really!" You protest as he gives you a long, hard look, clearly looking over your current state. "Compress. Marble." "NO!!" He sighs as he takes off his glove to do what he's been asked. "...Please leave me out of your lover's disputes after this."

It's probably BECAUSE he was a little out of it and going through it like few had before that he was able to say it so clearly, with so little hesitation. He says it during the downtime between Machia's activation cycles, resting on your shoulder, and then immediately goes unconscious before you can say anything back. A simple and pure expression of his feelings. The rest of the League would have been touched if they all hadn't been on their last legs too.

Shigaraki likes to nuzzle up against the palm of your hands when you can have a soft, quiet moment. It doesn't matter if your hands are warm or soft, callused or cold, all that matters is that they're yours. He could identify you just by this in a room full of a thousand people. You ground him, even when he risks losing himself to AFO's voice in his head.

You're one of the few things he'll argue with AFO about. At first, the old bastard was fine with you around because Shigaraki needed allies, experiences, and the 'reward' of you being around is a good control tactic in AFO's eyes, but he also didn't count on Shigaraki truly falling in love with you once he was in jail. If AFO had his way, it would have started and stopped at a puppy love he could have stamped out, but it's a little too late now. Watch your back as best you can, since anything that compromises his control over Shigaraki is considered a threat.

#tomura shigiraki x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #shigaraki x reader #tomura shigaraki headcanons #shigaraki tomura headcanons #gender neutral reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons

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yumeko2sevilla · 8 months

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"Okay, okay I'm up now.."

Character Inspiration | Playlist

Name: Yukiharu Shirokami

Alias: Yukiharu-san/ Shirokami-san, Monsieur Militaire (By Rook), Shiraharu (By Erin), Haruka (By the first years), Swordfish-chan (By Floyd), Child Of Man (By Malleus), Herbivore (By Leona), Haru (By Cater)

Twisted From: Cassandra Gothel (Tangled) + Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls) + Kisaragi Shintarou ( Kagerou Project)

Voice Actors/ Seiyuus:

_Hirose Daisuke( Japanese)

_Khoi Dao (English + Vietnamese)

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Japanese: 白神雪治

Birthday: October 11 (Libra)

Age: Around 19?

Height: 195 cm

Gender: Transgender FTM (He/They)

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous but mostly Right

Homeland:__

Family:

Kotoha Shirokami née Hakurei (Mother/Japanese)

Soraru Shirokami (Father/ Half Vietnamese)

Unnamed Younger Brother (Deceased?)

Grade: Freshman

Dorm: Heartslabyul

Class: A (No.16)

Club: Board Game Club

Best Subjects: Enigmics, Arts

Hobbies: Sleeping, Drawing, Playing Rhythm Games, Reading

Pet Peeves: Someone who can't be serious at times.

Favorite Foods: Caffeine Drinks, Vietnamese Foods

Least Favorite Food: None?

Talents: Dealing With Deadlines, Remember things, Graphic Designing

(P/S: "A secretive first year who is cold and distant. Born from a cursed clan, he's forced to wield the curse all by himself.")

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Personality:

With a default expression is a blank frown on his face, Yukiharu may be an apethetic person from other views. And they aren’t wrong. The NRC students often see them as a cold and quiet person, who always appears with a tired appearance. Even if he answers you politely, it seems in his voice that they don't want to talk at all.

They have a habit to be rather blunt at times, even that isn't very nice for other people.

For a student from another world with magic, Yukiharu blends in pretty well among the students. He was quick to understand how the subjects works, and how they were different from his own world.

To strangers, Yukiharu is an expressionless person in a way. Of course they could still express emotions on their face, but people found it strained, forced. He isn't, really. They just can’t understand the concept of human emotions, including himself and that leads to him struggling to emphatise with others. Yet they will try to comfort the Overblot victims, with a crooked smile and a soft voice.

Yukiharu is actually pretty nice. He isn't afraid to help people, in their own ways. Although they couldn't emphatise with them, that doesn't mean he will leave them alone. So he will just keep quiet and help them, because that's the only way he could figure out.

Background:

WARNING: Yukiharu's origin will contain mentions of murder, power abuse, torture and sexual assult. Please click out if you're uncomfortable with this kind of topic!

Through 200 years, the Shirokami clan, represented all sorts of misfortune has committed countless sins for too long. Murder, arson, terrorism,... There was almost no crimes that they have done, excluding sexual assult or abuse, brought terror to the land of Akihabara. Althought most of the cases at that time had their influences, the villagers couldn't do anything as the Shirokamis were the most wealthy and powerful clan in Akihabara.

That was until the daughter of the Onizaburo clan, Mirai was tortured and died by the wife of the Shirokami clan representive. Before her death, Mirai put a curse on the Shirokami family which lasted for centuries.

Years later, in a hospital of Ho Chi Minh City, young Yukiharu Shirokami was born. Being the youngest member to endured the curse since his birth.

[The rest of this file is currently under maintenace.]

Unique Magic:

Yukiharu's Unique Magic, Clockworker Lullaby allows him to manipulate time of a specific target or even all of them in a wide range, expect those that they touch right before they use it. Even it can be very useful at times, but if he activates this ability too many in a short time, thee will have side effects such as severe headaches and cough out blood.

Trivia

His surname "Shirokami" means "White God", a kind of reference to the two demonic god who guide the souls to the afterlife in China.

The name "Yukiharu" can be divive into two parts, "Yuki" means snow and "Haru" in here means "to manage" .

Yukiharu is mixed between Vietnamese and Japanese.

Yukiharu tends to speak Vietnamese when they get irritated, especially during the Overblot.

A small talent that the first years know, Yukiharu is actually an expert in rhythm games. One time, he tied with Idia, considered they both got All Prefect.

Although he hates deadlines, it's ironic that one of his talents is doing deadlines

He can get quite brutal when it comes to fighting.

Yukiharu is Demiromantic Pansexual.

They can use almost everything as a weapon, excluding humans.

Yukiharu is implied to have Alexithymia.

Yukiharu's origin was inspired by the Onibi series by MASA Works Design.

#twst oc #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #twst yume #shirokami yukiharu

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