#oc series

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All

I love hearing about ppls Ocs :3

Behold- the main cast of assholes and dumbasses! I finally remade their reference sheets (keep in mind that these guys are part of the main cast so I've still got some other ocs, some plot relevant, others not so much)

To keep it brief, here's a summary (plot twist, I did not keep it brief):

In a hypothetical reconstruction of the earth where there is a huge ass continent and some other medium and small ones in a secluded corner, you've got regular human civilization living out their regular life in these small portions of land . All of the territory (except for the big ass continent) is controlled managed by a company known as "P.C.P" (Provide, create, protect. Creative, I know) which is basically the puppeteer of all of society. It's presented as the one that will install order and peace throughout the world by keeping every single little thing in check. They've got tech, they've got the military, they've got the most renowned scientist in the fields of chemistry, biology, physics...you name it...and they've got political control. The C.E.O of this wonderful company is our dear old gal Evelyn! She rose to the ranks cause of....plot reasons (dunno if that would be considered spoilers...) and is the reason all of this shit happens in the first place :) well... it's a mix really of who's at fault (get it? Cause the name of the series is "At fault"?..... I'll see myself out).

Aaanyway, then enters John, a middle-aged man that works in the robotics department of the company that has successfully ascended and has gotten a bonus! How nice :) well he fucks up on day one by stumbling upon some of the companies secrets regarding the big ass continent and is subsequently found out. How does Evelyn react to this? She kills his wife and young daughter OOPSIES. she also sent her workers/police forces to kill him as well but he escapes. Still in shock he hides on a garbage ship in the hopes of getting anywhere else besides P.C.P territory and it basically dumps him into the big ass continent. He wakes up and discovers that the big ass continent has a huge abandoned city filled with vegetation and wacky mutated creatures with varying levels of danger :). Here enter our two other guys: BRK9 or "Berry" is the huge robot dude that was basically abandoned in this unknown territory and is later found and fixed by John to act as his security guard (John is basically preeeetty paranoid at this point and is still in shock and has not registered that his only family's dead). And what do we have here? Berry's sentient and is really fucking annoying to John? Oopsie daisy! Welp, now these two wander around the place and find an annoying fucking furry K!!! (Yes K. Her name is a literal letter don't say anything SHUT UP-). When they first met she basically tried to eat John and kill berry but berry ends up decapitating her.......

But, to John's dismay, K's inmortal!....kinda. She can regenerate any part of her body but she can die of old age or you could just blow her up till there's no piece of flesh left for her to regenerate from. So their whole dynamic is basically grumpy old traumatized man who now wants revenge, an insecure robot that masks their fears with a confident front and is obsessed with his dad (John hates that he calls him that) and a psychotic anthropomorphic lizard that's really fkn stupid and barbaric.

And to answer "What was Evelyn trying to hide?"... she's basically the reason that K exists in the first place and is trying to take control of this deserted continent by sending more and more troops to take over. What's stopping her? The vast amount of mutated things that are constantly killing her troops + K (she actually created K in the hopes of using her as a weapon to conquer the place but deemed her as a nuisance and useless and left her to die. But she escaped and got amnesia by destroying her head whilst escaping...)

And above all of this, whilst our main trio kill one of the troops and ambush their station, through a video call with one of the generals, Evelyn sees that the ex-employee that she thought had been taken care of was still alive! AND THE THING THAT SHE HAD GOTTEN RID OF WAS ALSO ALIVE AND KICKING! oh and a random robot.....

#faceee rambles #At Fault series #oooo a tag would you look at that #If this doesn't make sense I'm so sorry #if you want you can ask a REAL summary in the comments or smt....i dunno..... #ANYWAY SORRY FOR RAMBLING SO MUCH I'LL BE ON MY WAY BYEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #ocs #oc series #original characters

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His Little Spy: The Fight

Series Summary: Anita Edwards is a spy who works for Tommy Shelby. She is an orphan and longs for a family. Will Tommy ever realize she is his daughter, despite them not being blood? Or will he lose her forever?

Chapter 4 Summary: Anita meets someone she thought she would never get the chance to. Tommy isn't happy about it.

Characters: Tommy Shelby, OC, Polly Gray, some other PB characters

Warnings: language, violence, mentions child abuse

Word Count: 3,199

"I fucking hate this hellhole, don't you?"

Anita jumps, barely stopping herself from screaming. She turns to the owner of the voice that just scared the shit out of her; pulling out her knife. "What the fuck? Who are you?"

Alfie chuckles. "Feisty little thing, ain't ya?"

The eleven year old glances behind her, wondering if she should make a run for it.

"There's no need to be frightened, dove. Ol' Alfie isn't going to hurt ya."

"Alfie?" She lowers her arm that's holding the knife. “Alfie Solomons?”

Alfie grins. "The child knows my name."

"I thought Mr Shelby killed you."

Alfie leans down, pointing to the scar on his face. "Well he fucking tried, didn't he?"

The two stared at each other in complete silence. Eventually Anita holds out her hand. 

"I'm Anita. Nice to meet you."

Alfie shakes the girl's hand. "So you're the famous Anita Edwards Ollie has told me so much about." He gestures to the man hidden in the shadows. 

Anita frowns. Okay, maybe this was a bad idea. She steps back, gripping her knife tightly in her fist. He might kill her to get revenge on Tommy.

"I'm not going to hurt you, dove. I already told you I wouldn't. I need you to do me a favor, right; I need you to give this to Tommy."

Anita stares at the envelope in his outstretched hand. "Why can't you?"

"I'm dead, remember?"

"If you give this to Mr Shelby, everyone will know that's not true." Ollie argues. 

Anita can tell by Ollie's voice that they've had this conversation before. 

"He already knows, Ollie boy! When I was fucked up on all those meds, I asked Tommy about Cyril."

"Cyril is your dog?"

Alfie smiles. "Yes. How is my boy?"

Anita grins, putting her knife away. "Fat and lazy." Her grin turns into a full smile when the man laughs. "He loves to cuddle."

Remembering what they were first talking about, Anita's smile falls. "How do you know who I am?"

"Ollie's been keeping an eye on Tommy, you see; making sure that little gypsy man doesn't get into too much trouble. He's noticed you around." He pauses dramatically as he stares her down. "He noticed you were digging up information about me, right; and I wanted to know why."

Anita winces at the mention of her little investigation on the man. "You didn't happen to put that in the letter, did you?"

The grin’s back. "Tommy told you to leave ‘dead’ me be?" The young girl nods. "No, I didn't mention the nosy girl, right; thought it was fun having an admirer."

Anita crinkles her nose. "Who said anything about an admirer?" 

"Well, I just did, didn't I?"

Anita decides she's not even going to answer that. "None of your men ever told anyone you were alive." She doesn't admit it out loud, but she is impressed no one blabbered. 

"My men fucking love me." He holds out the envelope once again. "So will you do poor ol' Alfie this favor?"

Anita smiles. He is nothing like she imagined; but he's endearing in an annoying, yet amusing way. 

So she takes the envelope. 

"Ollie, I think it's time we get out of hell. Goodbye, my little dove. It was a fucking pleasure to meet you." 

Anita giggles. Tommy at least tries not to curse in front of her as much as he does in front of others; but this man doesn't hold back. "Bye Mr Solomons."

"Fucking hell." He mutters. "It's Alfie. No need to be formal."

Anita resists the urge to roll her eyes. "Bye Alfie."

The man smiles softly before following Ollie into an alley where their car is probably hidden. 

Anita knows Tommy hasn't gone home yet so she decides to give him the letter now.

She tries to get into the shop, but the door is locked. She checks the windows, smiling when she finds one unlocked. She slips in, trying to be as quiet as possible. 

She only takes about three steps when she hears a gun cock. "Hi, Mr Shelby."

"Anita?" Tommy uncocks the gun, setting it on a table. He takes two large strides until he's standing in front of the girl. He grabs her chin, a little more roughly than he meant to. "What the fuck are you doing, young lady?"

Anita's eyes widened. "I-I knew you were still here." She tells him lamely; not really knowing what to say. Why is he so mad?

"You can't just sneak in whenever you want to. I could've shot you, Anita." He scolds, releasing his hold on her chin. "Why didn't you knock?" 

The young girl shrugs her shoulders. She sneaks into all kinds of places to get information for him. 

How the hell does he think she gets that information? 

She holds out the envelope. "I have a letter for you." She says sheepishly; refusing to look him in the eye. 

Tommy frowns at the girl; debating on whether or not to scold her some more.  He eventually decides against it, taking the envelope from her. "Who's it from?"

Anita subconsciously takes a few steps back. "Alfie Solomons." She mumbles.

Tommy's hand freezes and his head snaps up. "What was that?" He growls; his eyes hardening when Anita stays quiet. "Answer me, young lady." The fear of her learning the truth rises and even though he shouldn't be as angry as he's acting, he lets the anger take over.

Anita draws a circle on the floor with her shoe-covered toes. Two 'young lady's' in one night is not a good sign. "Alfie Solomons." She tells him a little louder this time.

Tommy leans against the table, a hand covering his eyes. He takes a deep breath. It's not her fault, he reminds himself before focusing back on the letter. 

Anita watches him read the letter, her body twitching with anticipation. Even back when she asked who Alfie Solomons was; Tommy lost his temper. He forbade her from talking about him again and she doesn’t understand why he wants to avoid the subject so much.

And does he not understand that telling her no, makes her want to do it so much more?

Once Tommy finishes reading it, he slips the folded paper in his suit pocket.

"What did he want?" 

Tommy raises his eyebrows; surprised by her gall to even ask such a question. "That is not your concern. Now-" He bends forward until his eyes are leveled with hers. "What do I have to do to make sure you never crawl through another fucking window?"

"N-Nothing. I won't do it a-again." Anita lies; cursing herself for stuttering. 

Tommy doesn't believe her one bit; but if she's really to risk upsetting him by lying, then she must believe she has a good reason for defying him. So he lets it be, for now. He'll have to think on it before he brings it up again.

When he straightens, Anita decides to ask a question of her own. "Why did you tell me Alfie was dead?"

Tommy reaches in his pocket, pulling out his lighter and cigarette case. "At the time, I thought he was."

"Why didn't you tell me when he sent you that letter that he is alive?"

"You spoke to him." Tommy states; wondering why the fuck Alfie came all the way to Birmingham to give him a letter when last time he fucking used the postal. "I don't give you information. That's your job." He reminds her, pointing the lit cigarette at her.

Anita scoffs. "Why is that such a terrible thing? He was nice."

"Go home, Anita." Tommy orders, his voice back to his usual monotone intonation. 

That tone hits a nerve that she can't hide. not tonight. "I don't have a home." She snaps. "But don't worry, I'm going." She heads for the window, ignoring Tommy calling her name. 

Once she's outside, she turns to face him. "This is how I get your information. I sneak around in places where I shouldn't be. So you better get used to the idea that I do this quite often. How else am I supposed to get inside the orphanage without getting into trouble, eh?" She doesn't wait for a response; her courage draining with each second as his glare darkens. 

She hates disappointing him and she hates being upset with him. But dammit! She hates it even more when he uses that bored, monotone voice with her. 

It makes her feel like she's just like everyone else. That she means nothing to him.

"I think it's time you took a break."

And with those words with that same damn monotone, her hate shifts. "You know what? I think you're fucking right!" She shouts, slamming the window shut. 

Her eyes widen in slight fear when Tommy bolts to the front door. She has no idea what would happen if he caught her, but she's not staying around to find out. 

She runs.

Anita stirs as she feels the train come to a halt and a man yells 'London!' 

She heads for the door, sighing in relief when she doesn't see a Shelby or a Peaky in sight. 

Ten minutes into her walk through town, she spots three men coming straight for her.

"You're the Shelby's little snitch, aren't ya?"

Anita tries to bolt but one of the men stops her; grabbing both her arms. "Let me go!" She tries to sound like Polly when she's telling off the Shelby men, but she knows she failed.

The men laugh at her attempts to escape. "Oh, this is her. You ratted us out to Thomas Shelby and almost got us killed. We only took what was owed to us."

Anita remembers the men and scoffs at his words. "If you're stupid enough to steal from the Shelby's, than you're lucky to be alive. Be grateful I knew where your stash was or else I don't think Mr Shelby would have spared your miserable lives."

The punch to her gut knocks the breath out of her. She gasps for air as the man holding her lets her drop to the ground. 

"The little bitch has a mouth on her."

She cries out when one of their boots connects with her side. Knowing that wasn't the end, she clamps her mouth shut and curls into herself to protect her organs; just like how Arthur taught her in case she was ever caught.

When she hears the click of a loaded gun, Anita squeezes her eyes shut in anticipation of her death. 

She flinches with each gunshot, counting a total of three. The silence is so loud, her curiosity gets the better of her and she slowly peels her eyes open.

To her surprise, not only are the men gone, but she sees a familiar man standing in front of her.

"Alfie?"

"The fuck you doing in London, Dove?"

She opens her mouth to answer him, but her body gives in to the pain; her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

The last thing she hears, is "Fuck!"

The Shelby family never thought the day would come where there would be tension between Thomas Shelby and Anita Edwards. And they definitely didn't think it would affect the whole family or the business for that matter. 

Anita only comes around when she has information or when she's needed. 

Tommy tries to avoid being alone with her as much as possible. She doesn't try to stay in his office with him anymore. She doesn't beg to be more involved in the business. And she only comes to the Arrow House when he's not there. 

"You need to fix this, Thomas." Polly scolds him one day.

"I'm not the one who needs to do the fixing."

"Oh, stop being a child. You're the adult; fucking act like it."

Tommy focuses on the papers on his desk, letting his aunt know he's done listening to her. 

Polly storms out, but her anger drains away when she sees a laughing Anita sitting at one of the betting tables. She's not sure what story Arthur is telling the eleven year old, but it must be funny. 

"Anita, love; he's ready to see you."

The smile drops at her words. "Can't I just tell you the information and you can tell him?"

Polly shakes her head, a small smile gracing her lips. "He wants to see you." At least she hopes her nephew does; to make things right.

"I don't know why; he barely says a fucking word." Anita mumbles as she stands to her feet.

As the girl starts to pass by her, Polly gently grabs her chin; her eyebrows raised.

Anita can only keep eye contact for a few moments before looking down. "Sorry."

Polly leans down to kiss the top of her head. "It'll get better; I promise."

Anita wants to believe her, but it's been two months since she gave Tommy Alfie's letter. It was tense afterwards, but when Anita let it slip that her and Alfie started writing to one another; he's been cold. 

She doesn't understand why he hates the idea of her and Alfie being pen pals. Even though she saw no reason for him to, she let him read some of their letters. They never talk about business. Mostly about Cyril and ships. Aflie likes to describe some of the ships he sees. Anita did mention that her and Tommy are not on good terms, but she didn't show that letter to the leader. 

She softly knocks on the door, but doesn't wait for an invitation. If he's expecting her then there's no point of her waiting for a response. 

“Anita?”

The young girl takes her normal seat across from the man. “Polly said you were ready to see me.”

Tommy internally rolls his eyes; but on the outside he has his normal, bored expression plastered on his face. “Yes, what do you have for me?”

“Nothing.” This is why she wanted to just tell Polly. She’s not in a mood for a lecture. 

Tommy frowns, opening the box of cigarettes. “Nothing?”

“Nothing.” She repeats. “So-” She stands to her feet. “Am I free to go or are going to lecture me about how I need to do my job?”

Tommy freezes at her words; the small flame only centimeters away from the unlit cigarette. It’s like something just clicked in his brain. She’s a ten year old kid wondering about a man, who is not even her family, is going to lecture her about a job. A very dangerous job.

“Anita, wait.”

Anita stops. She looks up at the door to his office. “So close.” She mutters to herself. 

She turns around, hoping he isn’t really going to lecture her. “Yes, Mr Shelby?”

Tommy stands from his chair, the cigarette forgotten. He gestures to the chair she was just occupying. “Please sit.” He leans back against the front of his desk, right in front of the chair, her chair.

Anita frowns. Did he just say please? Her eyes scan his, trying to see any hidden meaning behind his words; but all she sees is vulnerability. She sees a softness in his stare that she’s only seen pointed at Charlie. So she heads back to the chair; hoping this isn't some kind of trap.

Tommy stares straight ahead while Y/n stares down at her lap. They stay like this for a few minutes.

“I’m sorry for the way I’ve been handling things. And I’m sorry for the way I reacted to you and Alfie’s… friendship. I could have handled that better.” Did Alfie tell her the truth? Does she know?

Anita stares at him, her mouth wide open and her eyes as big as they can go. “You’re what?”

Tommy lets himself roll his eyes this time. “I’m fucking sorry, alright?” 

‘I was fucking jealous.’ 

He can’t say those words aloud; but that doesn't mean they're any less true. He keeps playing her words over and over in one of the letters she wrote to Alfie. 

'I'm grateful to have someone like you to talk to. Someone I can see as a father figure or an uncle.'

 “I see it in your eyes. Just like I did in Michael's .”

Anita never properly met Polly’s son, but she’s heard of him. “And what did you see?” She cautiously asks.

“Intelligence… cunning. You’re a very bright young lady, Anita. I took advantage of that. I keep forgetting you’re only fucking ten. I need someone with your kind of mind, your loyalty. I just need them to be-”

“A man?” She interrupts with a raised eyebrow.

“Of age.” Tommy corrects, but he doesn’t deny her words. 

“Polly says you were acting like a toddler who had to share their toy.” She’s starting to forgive him, but a simple apology isn’t enough.

Tommy closes his eyes. His aunt is going to be the death of him. “I don’t consider you a toy, Anita.” He tries not to think about how wrong that sounds. “So-” He’s ready to move this along. “Am I forgiven?”

She stays quiet for a moment. “Take me horse riding and I’ll say yes.” Anita knew there would be a day she would forgive him. She just figured it would sorta just happen; not when he, The Thomas Shelby, apologizes to her. 

“You want me to fucking what?”

“I haven't been on a horse for over a month. Lizzie found out I’ve been going by myself since you sent Johnny Dogs wherever and she won’t let me go anywhere near the stables. So I want you to take me.”

“Johnny has been doing what?” Tommy has never felt so confused in his life. How many times has Y/n been to his house and he hasn’t known? When did Johnny start taking her horse riding with HIS horses?

Anita smiles; proud of herself for making Tommy so flabbergasted. “Aw, don’t be mad at Johnny. We always bring the horses back.” She thinks she has the right to tease him some; with what he put her these last two months.

“How do you even get to my house?”

She shrugs her shoulders. “It’s not that far from the orphanage and Johnny showed me some shortcuts. I’m used to walking.”

“How did no one know?”

She smirks, her confidence rising. A side of the young girl that hardly ever surfaces. A side of her that trauma, abuse, and being unloved shoved down inside her. A side she's only shown to two people, rising with the side of her lips.

“Mr Shelby, it’s simple, I’m a fucking great spy.”

Anita didn’t feel like a great anything as she pukes for the fifth time since Alfie helped her into his car. She has the upper half of her body hanging outside of the car as Alfie once again brings the car to a stop. 

She groans as her body yells in pain with each movement. “How much farther to Margate?”

“Just another hour, dove.”

“Should you even be driving?”

Alfie grins. “I fucking doubt it.”

She groans again. If the pain doesn’t kill her, Alfie and his one eye will. 

Forevers: @desiredposion @theseakrakence @simonsbluee @elenavampire21 @kmc1989

Peaky Blinders: @psychkunox @theshelbyclan @lilymurphy03 @findinghisredrighthand @zablife

His Little Spy Series: @smcc212 @peakascum @auggie2000 @ajwantstohavefun @bloomskater @play-morezeppelin @venomsvl @the-horror-and-the-wild-simp @lovemissyhoneybee @theshelbyslimited @bethabear12 @ohshititsfenharel @babayaga67

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[carlarosenakilah]

Happy New Year 2024 lovelies!

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[nuoun106]

High school parody

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[lavender-at-heart]

Velvet and Lace

Part 1 : The Invitation

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Pairing: Aro Volturi × fem!OC

AN: while this is a oc series I am purposely limiting descriptive elements so it may be read as a reader insert. I don't know how long this series will be, I also haven't posted on here in so long. Please give me feedback and wish me luck! Thanks for reading/engaging!

Warnings: none for this chapter

Word count: 710

Masterlist

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A year. I haven't been to Forks in a year. I spent my entire life thinking that it was everything, now I'm not so sure. I miss my home more than anything, but the wonders I have seen while away. I can only imagine what those quiet town folk will think of my stories. My reason for returning? An envelope that arrived to my hotel room in Bankok. Simple, off white paper with silver etchings that read the following:

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Isabella Marie Swan

And

Edward Anthony Masen Cullen

Together with their families, request the honor of your presence at the celebration of their marriage.

Saturday the thirteenth of August, two thousand and eleven, five O'clock in the evening

420 Woodcroft Ave

Forks, WA

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I could hardly believe the words as they spilled from my mouth. My sister, married? My sweet, anti-social, 18 year old sister? Yes I'm aware that she had found herself a boyfriend, our phone calls over the past year have been of nothing else, it seems. It's so unlike her, but nevertheless I am giddy. Later that evening I recive a phone call from the bride herself, bestowing upon me the title of maid of honor.

When I first met Edward Cullen, I was surprised. I never had any classes with him since he was a grade bellow me, but he always seemed off. His whole family did, which became the talk of the town for months and months. The rest of his siblings seemed relatively well rounded, with sharp minds and passionate interests. I became acquainted with Emmett and Rosalie during our shared English class. Rosalie, while much more reserved than Emmet, was always helpful and kind. We never became friends outside of school but I was shocked to find out that she had a disdain for Bella (I would later realize that this was due to me not trying to stick my nose into vampire business, although I would have if I had known that the Cullens were supernatural beings.) Emmett was very sociable, we didn't have much in common but I was glad to have such a friendly classmate.

After the shock of the wedding died down, I booked a plane ticket home as soon as possible. My father, Charlie, would pick me up from the airport. I would get to see Bella. Gosh. I haven't seen her in person since I left. Bella, one year younger than me, has always lived with our mother. That was the agreement. She went of to sunny Arizona and I started in the rain. I always liked the rain though, and I always liked Forks. Right before I started grade 12, Bella moved here. And I loved it. I had never been happier. But that only lasted so long. Bella got caught up with her vampire-like boyfriend and I started feeling a horrible longing to leave. I made the decision, much to my father's dismay, to take a gap year. Travel. I had been working at the diner after school since grade 9 and I had saved almost all of the money I made. My favorite thing about Bellas new beau was his family. They were quite lovely people, although strange, and they helped me quite a bit with my travels. Alice, the only one who I had become moderately close to, aswell as Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, had filled my mind with many inspirations for my travels. They also gave me some extra money to help make it as fulfilling as possible, despite me protesting about 100 times. By the end of grade twelve I was itching to leave. My itinerary was stacked, I planned to stay in Europe for two months and the rest in Asia. I cherished the cathedrals in Germany , the busy streets in Mumbai, the quiet ashrams in India, sights of Nepal, Vietnam, Italy, France, and now Thailand. I have come away from this trip with a bigger sense of the world, and myself. But now I've grown rather homesick from shuffling village to village, my sense of adventure has been filled and I'm ready for peace and simplicity. I think I'm ready to go home. Little did I know that returning to the middle of nowhere, Washington, would lead me on the greatest adventure of my life.

END

Thanks for making it to the end! <3 -CC

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Join us as we jump into the realm of a visual novel/dating simulator .. only YOU get to make the romanceable cast!

Welcome to the official Kemuni blog! We’re a small new collaborative project of artists & writers hosted on Discord, where we all share a similar desire: to see our characters grow together! Our motto? Be cringe, be free.

If you haven’t guessed, Cutie Kemono-Uni is a play on kemonomimi, the japanese word for humans with animal traits—ears, tails, the like. That’s right! Our story takes place in Blush Harbour, an idyllic coastal city full of cute hybrids.

We take inspiration from anime & games such as Ouran Highschool Host Club, Saiki K, and My Candy Love, where characters are based on overzealous tropes and get into goofy antics. Our main focus is to foster a light-hearted, low-pressure atmosphere, where the plot is driven by characters and their blooming relationships. The only rule of the game is to have fun!

Kemuni is an apply-to-join roleplay. You can preview the server & register below!

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[gncbangsoc]

Crack and Ciel (both he/him)

Ciel: "After all the trouble of hiring a professional stylist to do my hair - Was ruining the hair really necessary?"

#Crack: yes yes it was #gncbangs #gncbangs art #gncbangs oc #original character #oc artwork #oc series #oc art #ciel #crack

[binarybitex]

do u have voice claims for ur characters?

hi!! ty for the ask, this was so fun to answer !!

u know, I've been trying to find voice claims for these silly little guys for ages. I have very strong ideas for what they sound like in my head, so finding someone that sounds exact is ... tricky, I suppose.

Lewis: nasally and soft. the best I have is Will Wood's song "...well, better than the alternative". something about his voice in the chorus ... oh god and then later in the song he gets all angry 😳💭 awooga

Zeke: his voice has eluded me. I have a voice that I do for the kid, but I'm not sure that helps lmao. he speaks low and cool, almost as if he forces his voice to be deeper than it actually is. it's got a little rasp to it.

Kara: she's got the main female antagonist's voice. her tone drips with attitude and she speaks very clearly. think something similar to Pacifica Northwest (Gravity Falls)

Cherry: I like to think she's got one of those very sweet, naturally high pitched voices. something along the lines of Kristen Schaal or Ariel Kavoussi.

as for the supporting cast, I dont have official voice claims. I can give you a general idea of them though!

Mr. Wright: his voice is low and gravelly. when he speaks, it's from deep within his chest.

Lauren: super clear, a little louder than normal speaking level. everything he says is with an air of excitement. he's got a pretty standard "man" voice aside from that lol.

Rosa: she speaks fast and low, so it's hard to catch the things she says sometimes. she wears a lot of expression in her tone when she talks.

Becka: slow, low, and monotone. she enunciates every word really well, speaking rather clearly. she gets the point across as plainly as possible, and it works.

Angeline: she's got a girly voice, but there's bass to it. just kind of gentle, she's a little soft spoken sometimes. when she speaks up though, she can catch a room's attention.

#heart hollow #my ocs #max speaks #oc #original characters #oc writing #original writing #tumblr writers #ocs #oc development #character development #oc creation #character creation #oc project #oc series #oc fiction #original fiction #original series #original project #indie project #indie books #indie novel #indie series

[kenz0id]

Just Another Day: All You Need to Know

WAZUP GUYZ!? I realized I never shared anything about the characters in most of my content publicly, so I decided to make a short guide on the basics of JAD for those who are interested!

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"He who never rests, who loves being with his friends, explore the world until the end. Needless to say, they've seen things none can explain, but hey... it's just another day!"

DESCRIPTION

Just Another Day is a PG indie series, following a dude who loves to explore what the world has to offer while he still can, alongside his friends! Even if it means all that exploring often leads them to face danger, the thrill cures their boredom anyway.

WHO ARE THEY?

Oh, them? Those are the main three: Kyle, Mike, and Ash.

"We aren't all that perfect, but we're alwayz up for sum fun!"

They share a strong bond built on years of friendship. They are often loyal to each other, and if things ever go wrong, they'll always have each others backs... sort of. Their friendship is filled with adventures and shared interests, such as exploring and playing games together. They also like to vlog random stuff they do, just because they think it's funny or content worthy.

However, they can sometimes be too competitive or arrogant, leading to arguments and conflicts, especially when it comes to games or other activities where they want to outdo each other. But despite these flaws, their friendship endures, and they always find a way to reconcile and continue their adventures together.

Kyle

He embodies the curiosity and energy typically associated with pre-adolescence. He likes to spend time with his friends Mike and Ash, he's mostly curious or bored and likes to explore surroundings he isn't familiar with. He can also come off as competitive when it comes to fun games he wants to take part in.

Mike

Kyle's bestest friend; his partner in crime. He has a funny and loud yet caring and gentle personality. He's a coward and a sweetie, he would never hurt a fly. but if you mess with his loved ones, he will end your life. He has a habit of eating. He's also pretty good at math, but he doesn't bring it up much.

Ash

She's trendy, short-tempered, and a bit sassy. She finds humor in situations and can be honest and genuine. Ash is into fiction books, K-dramas, and has expertise in romantic relationship advice. While she can be violent and aggressive when provoked, she is generally a nice person.

But wait! there's another fella...

it's Frank, the robot!

"They're so annoying, they never let me do cool trickz! but they do all the chorez for me, so whateva. It's cool, I guezz."

They share a unique bond, with Frank serving as both a friend and a caretaker to Kyle. Frank's overprotective nature can sometimes smother Kyle, making him feel restricted or controlled. So he often takes their assistance for granted, failing to appreciate the extent of their care and support.

Although Kyle mostly seems pretty annoyed by their presence, he doesn't realize how much he needs them around. Not even just because he could potentially be in danger in person, but also for the sake of his sanity whenever no one else is with him at home.

Frank

They're a robot designed by Kyle's parents to watch over and serve Kyle while they're not present. They're a very nice and kind robot, only ever showing pure kindness and sympathy. They will do anything to make sure he's healthy and safe. They also try to be funny sometimes, but Kyle and his friends just think it's lame.

Despite being the literal shield of the group, Kyle and the others often find Frank's attempts at humor annoying, and they occasionally tease Frank for being a robot, which can hurt their feelings despite their lack of emotions. Additionally, their literal-mindedness and occasional misunderstandings of human emotions can lead to friction with the group.

However, despite these challenges, Frank doesn't really mind the treatment. It's kinda their job to watch over them. As long as Kyle and the others are still alive and kickin', Frank's happy!

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Anyways, that's all you need to know about Just Another Day (JAD) for now!

Though you might have noticed I didn't mention other characters that were also present in some of my content. that's because I only added the more important aspects of JAD; Those fellas were more so just background characters. I don't mind sharing about them though! I just didn't wanna bother adding them in this post is all.

Thx 4 Reading! Hope this helped. ^^ If you have any questions, just ask in the Q&A!

#just another day #jad #oc #art #oc art #oc series #cartoon

[deckofaces]

Framed Photos

Whumptober Day 9:

Polaroid | Mistaken Identity | “You’re a liar”

Tw: whump, framing, detainment, some interrogation, Polaroids with images of torture, female whumpees, I think that’s some gaslighting if I look at it, wrongful imprisonment, mentions of kidnapped whumpee

Myranda is known as Leader in other fics, uses she/her pronouns

Last part || First part

Myranda’s dark black hair fell down in front of her face as she looked down at the simple wooden table that her arms rested on. Her wrists once again were adorned by shiny metal bracelets, or more known to the people in the agency as power suppression cuffs. 

She’s been detained within her own place of work. 

She’s been interrogated for what must have been hours, all by different people. 

She’s exhausted.

“Miss Warren.” She looked up at the current officer questioning without saying a word. “Despite having been told by your supervisor to stop looking for your teammate, Miss Nadir, you have been caught leaving the agency on numerous occasions at dusk and not returned until the middle of the night. Rather than searching for her, is it possible that you have been holding her captive instead?”

Myranda wanted to scream at the stranger. No one has been believing her. Tears stained her cheeks from her exasperation and the mental torture she’s been going through. And what she saw that morning certainly didn’t help..

“No. I’ve been telling each one of you the exact same thing. I don’t have her! All of you were so quick to conclude that she’s dead! But now that evidence showed up, no, has been placed in my room, the case suddenly opened back up and everyone is pointing fingers at me!” If she had her powers, her eyes would have been glowing from how upset she was. Now she just sat there slightly shaking in her seat from how frustrated and angry she felt. As far as she knew, she was the only one out of her team who was being kept in a holding cell, but she hated that they were left alone without her being able to explain what happened. 

“That does not explain your nightly outings.”

Yes it did. Yes it did. “I’ve been looking for her against orders! Does that explain it? I’m scared for her, I miss her, I-“ Another tear fell down her face. How many times has she cried that day? “I’m her leader and I want her safe return.”

“So you claim you did not take and put those pictures in your room?”

She didn’t she didn’t she didn’t- “It’s not a claim, it’s the truth. I didn’t take or put those there.” Her emotions were a horrible mess, they were in a pile that she couldn’t untangle. Switching between letting her desperation peek through or trying to stay calm didn’t appease any of the officers Myranda’s talked to. No matter what she says or how she acts, it’s never right.

The officer sitting down in front of her paused for a moment before opening a file they had placed closed on the table. Her eyes fell to it.

They opened it.

Her gaze skimmed over a handful of Polaroids. They were the same ones she found in her small room at the agency. She barely had time to sob or panic or have any reaction before a different hero walked by and saw into her tiny room and called other heroes and authorities.

She’s been framed, or it’s a threat, or she’s being mocked. Or it’s a mix of all three. But either way, seeing the contents of the photos left her with guilt and horror swirling around her stomach. 

They contained pictures of her missing teammate, Narcissa. She looked sickly and in a place she didn’t recognize. But even more so she looked to be in pain in every single photo. There were no other identifiable people in the pictures, just her and her in pain. Whether it be with some sort of torture device or nothing at all except her apparent screaming. 

It made her feel so horrible. Her teammates were her responsibility! But Narcissa is still missing, and clearly being tortured. Guilt clawed through Myranda all the way up to her throat as she continued to stare at the photos and the horrific scenes filling each one of them. She saw them earlier that day, but they still hurt just as much as the first time she saw them. She just kept staring until the officer jolted her out of her thoughts. 

“You claim you did not take these pictures, but yet they were found in your assigned room. Our building has high levels of security so it is very unlikely someone put these in your room. Have you been lying to us Miss Warren? There are severe consequences for lying, you should know this.” The officer stared at her with a look of impatience. They could have been done if they would just believe her! 

By that point they should have just said ‘you’re a liar.’ Liar liar liar. But she isn’t a liar! She’s been the only one looking now suddenly she’s being pinned for lying. She’s been accused of it all day- 

“I’m not lying!” She shouted, slamming her hands on the table. She shrunk back a little when the officer started to reach for their pocket. “I’m not lying,” she said quieter this time. “I couldn’t have possibly been the one to kidnap her. It’s the supervillain we fought the day she went missing. My teammates are my alibi, I couldn’t have been there, I was ordered to retreat. I wish I was there, I could have saved her.” All of that ignored the fact that even if the building had high security, she’s sure someone could still have snuck in somehow.

The officer opened their mouth to say something in response but Myranda interrupted them. “Get Florian to persuade me to tell you the truth for all I care, you’ll get the same answer.” She hates to drag them into this, but she’s afraid they won’t let her go at all if they don’t help prove what she’s saying is right. 

They stood up, the metal chair elicited a loud screech on the tile floor as they did and made another as they pushed the chair back into the table. “Maybe we will have to bring your teammate down. If you won’t provide us with the information we need, we will have to.”

“Fine.” Myranda slouched in her chair and let her forehead rest on the table as she heard the door open and click shut, the officer finally leaving her alone.. They’ll bring Florian, they’ll find she’s telling the truth, and then she can get out of the damned holding cell. At least that’s what she hoped. 

Until then though.. the horrible Polaroids kept flashing through her head. She’s been trying so hard to stay strong, but it’s so hard. Everything has been going wrong. So so wrong. It’s been weeks since everything has started and now she wanted more than ever to return back to how things were. But she knew deep down it would never be the same.  ~~~~

Taglist: @justalittlecorrupted, @onlywhump, @kadeee00, @rainy-knights-of-villany, @thelazywitchphotographer (I don’t remember if you wanted to be tagged or not Aura, if not tell me no lmao)

#whump #writing #my writing #hero #writers #heroes and villains #whump writing #whumpee #whump community #whumptober2023 #whumptober 2023 #no.9 #whumptober day 9 #polaroid #mistaken identity #“you’re a liar” #oc #whump oc #oc whump #oc series #oc fic #framing tw #wrongful imprisonment tw #female whumpees tw #interrogation tw #team whump #hero team whump #team leader #team leader whump #missing teammate

[sefusneezed]

Haven't posted in a hot minute I got distracted by Vague Online Videogame RP Server but I took my character from Vague Online Videogame RP Server and made them into ANOTHER character to fit into my OCverse.

Just tried to have fun with the design and make some kinda moth / insect person. No idea what I'll do with them yet though.

#oc #oc series #ocverse #original character #myart #furry oc #alien oc #furry #quick sketch #original alien species

[slutsukio]

⋆˙꒰ SUKI'S ORIGINAL CHARACTERZ .ᐟ ꒱ prior to delving into my ocs, please acknowledge that every character that is presented on my profile are exclusively and personally owned by me. i have placed blood, sweat and tears into these characters, as well as their whole being + making. please do not plagarize + steal my layout, nor my characters.

☆ !? xoxo, yours truly !? ⋆

⋆˙kaito malikai jackson .ᐟᝰ

꩜ names + etymology. the name kaito has japanese origins. in japanese, if you split kaito's name in half, kai means "sea", and to means "fly", so all of it put together, his name can be interpreted ti mean "flying across the ocean." the name malikai is a variant of the more common name, malachi. the origin of the name malikai is hebrew, meaning "my messenger" or "messenger of God." lastly, the name jackson has english origins and is a patronymic surname, meaning it originally indicated "son of jack."

꩜ nicknames. kai, which is used by literally everyone.

꩜ family. kaito's parents, isaiah and amani, met at a wedding. it wasn't anything special, just talking about life, before isaiah asked amani if she wanted to go out some time. one thing led into another, and they soon got engaged themselves! while engaged, they had kaito. isaiah is a retired boxer, who now works as a personal trainer. and amani is a ghostwriter as well as a poet. kaito, doesn't have any siblings.

꩜ prns + gender + sexuality. kaito, an individual with a nuanced and unique identity, consciously embraces the use of he/they pronouns as an expression of their multifaceted self. in matters of romantic and emotional inclinations, kaito defies traditional expectations, expressing an appreciation for individuals of all genders, demonstrating a fluidity that transcends a specific taste or preference in terms of gender identity. despite his openness to diverse romantic connections, kaito steadfastly identifies as male, a core aspect of his self-perception that remains unwavering, signaling a resolute commitment to their identity that shows no intention of changing in the foreseeable future.

꩜ zodiacs. kaito is a pisces. pisces's navigate life with a unique blend of untuition and imagination, making them well-suited for artistic pursuits, and roles that require empathy and understanding. at times, their challenge lies in finding a balance between their dreamy inclinations and the practicalities of the everyday world. with a sun in pisces, kaito is known for his intuitive and empathetic nature. they tend to be compassionate, artistic, and deeply connected to their emotions, he is also an imaginative dreamers with a strong sense of creativity and spirituality. his moon in scorpio causes for his emotions to run deep. scorpio moons are intense, passionate, and determined. he has a strong sense of loyalty and can be incredibly insightful, making him excellent at understanding the motives of themself and others. finally, with a rising in leo, it adds a touch of confidence, charisma, and theatrical flair to his personality. leo risings often have a strong presence, love being in the spotlight, and radiate a warm, magnetic energy. they have a natural ability to lead and inspire others.

꩜ birthdate. march 6th, 2003.

꩜ age. 20.

꩜ race + ethnicity. blasian (jamaican + japanese). blasians, a vibrant fusion of jamaican and japanese heritage, embody a rich tapestry woven from the cultural threads of the caribbean and the far east. this unique blend encompasses the spirited rhythm of jamaican life and the serene elegance inherent in japanese traditions. from the sun-soaked shores of jamaica to the tranquil landscapes of japan, kaito carries the essence of two diverse worlds within his identity.

꩜ languages. english, japanese, jamaican patois (currently learning).

꩜ height. 6'1.

꩜ eye candy. angelino amari.

꩜ college major. kaito is pursuing his career by attaining his bachelors in archaeology.

꩜ hobbies. songwriting, poem writing, painting, thrifting, taking photos, journaling, lock picking (dont ask), collecting vintage items.

꩜ pets. none!

꩜ music taste. steve lacey, typer the creator, odd future, kids see ghosts, baby keem, mf doom, madlib, pete rock, sublime, slightly stoopid, tame impala, vince staples, death grips, joey bada$$, kendrick lamar, childish gambino.

꩜ birthplace. amid the diverse boroughs of new york, the bronx is know for it's vibrant upbringing in new york's dynamic urban landscape. a bustling borough within the heart of the city that never sleeps, bronx is known for its rich cultural tapestry, pulsating energy, and a history deeply intertwined with the rhythm of new york. dominated by the iconic silhouette of the yankee stadium, a symbol synonymous with the spirit of baseball and triumph, the bronx boasts an eclectic mix of neighborhoods, each with its own unique charm. from the historic grand concourse, adorned with art deco architecture, to the vibrant south bronx, a hub of creativity and cultural expression, the borough is a mosaic of communities that weave together tales of diversity and strength. as the sun sets over the city that never sleeps, the bronx skyline transforms into a captivating tableau of lights, mirroring the dreams, aspirations, and untold stories that unfold within its bustling streets.

꩜ mbti. enfp is a personality type with the extraverted, intuitive, feeling, and prospecting traits. these people tend to embrace big ideas and actions that reflect their sense of hope and goodwill toward others. their vibrant energy can flow in many directions. enfp's are curious, perceptive, entusiastic, excellent communicators, easygoing, good-natured, and positive. they are also people-pleasing, unfocused, disorganized, overly accommodating, overly optimistic, and restless.

꩜ personality quirks. obsessed with teeth jewelry and tattoos. kaito is ambidextrous. has a THICK bronx accent. this nigga has no matching socks, and if he does, he'll always end up losing one of the pairs. majority of his jeans are bigger than him. he never irons his clothes. spends too much money on clothes. is always suspicious of new people. kaito can literally sleep anywhere, anytime. he's always licking his lips too, like a lil weirdo.

꩜ personality 101. kaito is compassionate, empathetic, intuitive, confident, energetic, perceptive, and resillient. kaito is also indecisive, stubborn, jealous, secretive, and egotistical.

꩜ job. kaito stands out as a dynamic bartender at a lively bar, showcasing exceptional skills in crafting a diverse range of drinks tailored to the eclectic tastes of patrons. his proficiency in mixology is evident as he masterfully blends ingredients to create unique and flavorful concoctions that leave a lasting impression on customers. beyond the bar counter, kaito reveals another facet of his personality as a highly creative individual with a passion for the arts. during the rare moments when the bustling nights don't occupy his time, kaito channels his artistic skills into creating captivating visuals. transforming a blank canvas into an ethereal masterpiece, he brings his imaginative touch to life, showcasing a side of creativity that extends beyond the realm of mixology.

꩜ likes. astronomy, archaeology, fossils, comics, mountains urban exploring, fashion, thrifting, writing, painting, road trips, track, romance books, traditional jamaican + japanese food, keeping old movie tickets, headphones, chalk, social events, angelino *giggles*, skating (skateboarding + rollerskating), lego sets, patterned/weird socks, biking, uno.

꩜ dislikes. easter, too-nice neighbors, incense, throwing rocks, ugly sweaters, hiking, being too early, cemeteries, logic puzzles, pranks, moshpits, talking during movies, messy eaters, politics, facial hair, fungi, deers, inconsistency from people, hot air balloons, scarecrows, mazes, darts, boring documentaries, cold water, hot temperatures, heavyhanded people, necromancy.

❁ suki speaking — kaito is a mix of tyler the creator + vinz from mfkz, and has a gay crush on his best friend lolz :3, enjoy!

#❁. suki's talk #❁. suki's original characterz #❁. suki's work #oc #oc series #oc x oc #modern au #aot x oc #haikyuu x oc #mha x oc #kny x oc

[nuoun106]

OC

#art #painting #drawing #illustration #my art #myart #stickman #stick figure #stickmen #oc #original character #artists on tumblr #stickman art #stickman oc #ocs #my ocs #oc art #oc story #oc series #hand drawings #The canary bird Sfinwell #The canary bird #Sfinwell

[celestite-caroline]

⬆️ if anyone wants to check them out

#this will definitely keep changing #oc series #ocs #original characters #transformers #sonic the hedgehog #my little pony #mlp g1 #ena joel g #mlp g3 #robot ocs #dragon oc #voice headcanons #voice claims #droid village

[maxxzophone]

Everyone has a great time in roadkill neighborhood,

Blood and sh and other stuff under the cut, be warned.

#maxxzophone #art #drawing #oc art #ocs #oc gore #oc comic #oc series #oc #my oc art #digital art #artwork #my art