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artbykays · 1 year
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THESE ARE JUST WAY TOO FUN
Facts about Redacted Kays:
- runs an empowered clinic
- again, the main baby sitter when Sam needs one for the new borns. (I spoil them so he tries to ask Vincent first before coming to me)
- speaking of Vincent…waaaaay before Lovely…I thought it would be funny to have kissed him at least once and be like “I thought kissing a prince would be magical”
- definitely helped out Lovely and their injuries with Adam before Sam arrived to finish (working at the clinic drained most of my magic so Sammy had to help). Also with Sam after Alexis. As a fellow healer, I’d know what that feel like when you can’t heal all the way so if train Sam a bit on knowing when to stop.
- Quinn haterrrrrrr, Alexis haterrrrr
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venuslove-28 · 1 month
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js 2 losers | click 4 better quality n buy me a kofi <3
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slushiepizza · 6 months
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Honestly despite Honey being the listener character, I've always found that Guy's experiences are a lot easier to project onto, for lack of a better word. It's nice to see him being taken care of when sick, and to have traits that could be seen as unattractive being accepted and loved as parts of himself is just-HHHHHHHH;;
like he's talkative to a fault and rants a lot and has difficulties focusing but they accept him as he is!!! Honey sits through his tangents and shows him affection when he does request it!!!
I genuinely DO understand why he's so besotted with Honey! Even if they sometimes hit him jokingly, they really do care about him and being loved like that just seems really nice y'know.
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pycth · 9 months
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So remember back when I first posted my Dear sona and mentioned I also had personas for Asher and Geordi cause those are my main boys? (Possibly even Blake and Hush now in the future WE’LL SEE—)
Baaabe sona has arrived 🪶 They’ll be appearing in the next post with teen Milo, so I thought I’d take the chance to show y’all them now :)
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In my Baaabe’s story, they’re actually a raven shifter who works for The Department and is childhood friends with Milo (because I’m a shameless Milo kinnie so ofc we’re gonna be besties). They don’t get introduced to the rest of the pack till into their early teens and you best believe Asher was always as smitten as a kitten even if they didn’t get together until later when they were older— a very Raven and Beast Boy dynamic.
Lasko & Dear may be my number #1, but my favorite persona story is definitely Baaabe’s. My best friend and I use the Shaw Pack storyline the most when talking about our personas in the Redactedverse which is mostly because her��s is Sweetheart, so we’ve really built on this one akdjakdks we don’t really follow the original lore set up for Baaabe and Sweetheart, but ofc we‘ve strung it in a way that still lines up with the rest of the canon storyline overall ykyk
My personas hairstyles and outfits are based off ones that I used to have/have worn. Dear has my current look<3
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morgansplace · 4 months
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LISTENER ICONS . updated
These are my listener oc icons + colors i assigned to each one of them and their names. These were all made by me!
In order, from left to right, we have;
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Morgan Cortés [coworker, self-insert] ; Calvin Solaire [lovely] ; Lucifern Âme [freelancer]
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Luciano Ross [angel] ; Lucio Zenerik [baabe] ; Lucífiro Greer [sweetheart]
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Alexander Maldonado [darlin'] ; Arlo Doyle [starlight] ; Nicholas Brenner [sunshine]
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radiant-cowgirl · 23 days
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i’m sure someone’s already said this but…
dare i say…david shaw?
(video cred to @/mrpaullongley on tiktok)
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palilious · 1 year
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It's me! If I was magic!!
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red-n-stuff · 1 year
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Dating Sim Darlin 🐺❤️
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sainthowlzon · 6 months
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Can't wait for Erik to end the channel and reveal the whole thing took place in Guy's manuscript all along
... including that time where he was such a cutie delivery guy that a literal sex demon had to make a move on him while dropping off his order 😅
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idontdomathlol · 2 months
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Something I've noticed is that I self insert everywere. Including redactedverse.
Like every single redacted listener is me, just in a different form. I don't care if their personality is my polar opposite.
Angel? Yep that's me. Honey? I mean in some cases, yeah. Darlin? Pffft of course..Baabe? Absolutely.
Oh yeah, remember when David proposed to Angel? Well yeah, he proposed to me so..
I'm sorry for Erik who took the time to hone in on every listener's attributes......but it's me 🤷‍♀️
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moonbounds · 1 year
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angel is fem presenting genderfluid because i’m fem presenting genderfluid and i said so
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mrsmiagreer · 1 year
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I JUST KNOW Angel, Baaabe, and Lovely feel super useless sometimes because their partners are these big figures doing super noticeable things and making names for themselves and they’re just…their human mates :)
and for lovely, they used to a human born latent electro energetic and now they’re just..some newborn vampire that’s dating a prince of a powerful clan
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cascadiiing · 1 year
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My redacted self insert :3
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ice-palace-art · 1 year
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Freelancer warmup i did today :3
Im starting to realize how many of my designs have chest hair. LISTEN im GAY and WEIRD
Ft. Transmasc nb Freelancer
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Chaos in your mind
I’m caving. I’m writing comfort. But also not really comfort because if I’m miserable so does my writing.
Ignore me, I’m feverish.
The story is short, but I like it anyways. >:) (ty @/soup-scope for helping me i literally couldn’t think how to continue it without knowing what he would call them)
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CW: Fluff, little angst, GN self insert character, sick comfort
Redacted Masterlist
Summary: He knew you were strong, but you did know that it was okay to need help, right?
Taglist: @itsrubesshawty @soup-scope @darlin-collins @angel-shaw​ @littleladymoonbug​ @friendsareoptional​ @davidsfanclub​ 
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Cam had many charges. They ranged from young children who he soothed the fear of nightmares from, feeding on the child-like wonder as exhaustion made their eyelids drift shut. He didn’t worry so much about wiping their slates clean, if they remembered him. He liked the child-like wonder and awe. And, as bad as it sounded, it wasn’t any kind if risk of covert breach. No one believed kids anyways. A harsh reality, but a truth nonetheless.
Some charges were empowered, knowing the truth of his existence in this plane. Others were unempowered. If they were old enough, he would wipe their memories clear of him, leaving behind only the serenity he had brought them.
Some had trouble sleeping. Others had trouble with family and friends. No matter what it was, it caused little knots for the daemon to work on unraveling. He would never compare his ability to that of his empathetic counterparts. But a daemon needed to feed and he couldn’t rely on the Department for helping him with that. 
But you were one of his more unique cases.
Cam would never claim being an expert in human biology. Far from it. Expert in detecting emotions? Definitely, but it was far easier. He didn’t know the specifics of why one human might die from a disease that another human survives. It had never concerned him. He felt bad for the ones who didn’t survive, but he couldn’t bring people back from the dead. 
You were often sick. One moment you could be running around in the sunshine outside and then be buried under several blankets as you shakily pressed a tissue to your nose with your face flushed from fever. He felt sympathetic for you. Although he supposed empathy would also fit the situation since he could taste your misery, salty on his tongue. If he was an inchoate he might have tried to eat it and take it away for you. But alas, he couldn’t.
So at present moment, he was helping wrap you up in a blanket, your eyes glossy with fever. He had needed to introduce and explain everything all over again when he came to you, but he was wondering if that would even be necessary now or if you would think he was simply some kind of fever dream. Hopefully you would. But that could be messy the next time he showed up. No, it was best you forgot him. 
“There you go, dearest.” He murmured as he made sure you were covered with the blanket. You would probably undo it all when your body grew too warm, but for now you were shivering. 
“I’m sorry, Cam.” You whispered, your fingers fidgeting with the blanket. He sat down on the edge of your bed, his head tilting slightly. You had so many knots. A part of him wondered if the knots helped lower your immune response so you got sick more easily. He didn’t know if they were capable of that kind of effect. Maybe he would ask one of his own kind if they knew. 
“Whatever for?” He returned. You didn’t pause your fidgeting and Cam took in a slow breath as he watched another knot start to twist. Your guilt tasted sour on his tongue, and he was glad he couldn’t consume it.
“That you have to take care of me. I’m sorry for being so time consuming and burdensome.” You explained. His heart squeezed at that, even as he understood where your guilt was coming from. It was based within falsity though.
“Dearest, you don’t need to feel guilt for something like that. This isn’t in your control, you can’t blame yourself. Besides, I like helping so it’s not like you’re making me do something I don’t like doing.” He said quietly, trying to assuage the guilt. Poor sweet little human. The guilt lessened, but didn’t go away entirely. Cam still felt the acidic residue on his tongue. He pressed his lips together.
“But...” You mumbled, a protest bubbling in your throat. Cam brushed your hair away from your face, his thumb swiping along your hot forehead. 
“No buts. I told you I came here to help you, and that’s what I’m doing. I like helping you, dearest. So please don’t feel guilty. You should never feel guilty for needing help.” He said softly. Your eyes closed briefly against the cool touch of his skin, but you opened them again. Still so feverish. Perhaps your mind would forget him entirely anyways once he rifted away. You gave a small shake of your head, lips pursing. Cam smiled softly at your stubbornness. 
“What if you get sick because of helping me?” You asked, switching tactics. It’s like you were looking in any way to blame yourself for needing his help. How many times in your past were you forced to be strong and take care of yourself without any support?
“My kind can’t catch the illness that plagues you, dearest.” He said softly. He could see the gears within your head still turning as you tried to blame yourself for something else. He continued before you could get the chance to try again. “If you really do want to help me, you can calm down and let me help.” He could see the confusion blossom on your face.
“How does that help you?” You asked quietly. He stood up and grabbed the glass of water from your nightstand, tipping it to your lips. You let him pour some water into your mouth as he explained.
“Well, like I said before, I’m a serenity daemon. I feed on the serene emotions human exhibit. By helping you, it makes you feel more calm and I’m able to satiate my hunger.” He wished he could tell you that he wanted to help you. Even if he wasn’t able to feed because of it. But you weren’t at the point where you could accept help given purely for the sake of care. He hoped one day you wouldn’t see help as a need for transaction. But until then, he would go along with it and try to help you heal whatever emotional scar you carried with you.
Your guilt slowly faded from his tongue, and he swallowed down the relief that poured from your every pore instead. A soft little sigh left his nose as he set the water glass back down.
“Okay. I’ll calm down.” You murmured. He nodded and sat back down on the edge of the bed while he drank in the emotions. He kept a vigil as you tried to get comfortable. “Tell me a story, Cam?” You whispered to him. He nodded again.
“There were once beings of immeasurable power in a land called Aria...” He began. He told the story of the sky gods, watching as your eyelids drooped. Your breathing evened out and he waited a few more moments before stopping his story. Your breathing was the only sound in the room. He smiled softly and brushed a hand on your forehead. 
“Rest well, dearest.” He murmured. Cam debated for a moment whether or not to take the memories. In the end, it was better for you to not have known him at all. And so he did.
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cheeryconspiracy · 1 year
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I’m very normal about the pretty werewolf man. Guys trust me I’m so normal 😵‍💫
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Ft my Angel oc, Evangeline! These guys look soft but they’re five seconds away from kicking each others ass (making out)
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