™ Jenna for Dani and/or Joshua
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Joshua and Dani, about Jenna:
(Albeit Jenna is only Joshua’s actual wife and not Dani’s yet but the sentiment remains :P)
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™ Jenna for Dani and/or Joshua
Send ™ to hear what my muse thinks of yours
Joshua and Dani, about Jenna:
(Albeit Jenna is only Joshua’s actual wife and not Dani’s yet but the sentiment remains :P)
Has your character ever mixed drinks together and called it a potion or a brew? >Did it taste alright?
🎬 + Dani
send me 🎬 + an OC of mine and I’ll give you 5 tropes that apply to them!
But Not Too Foreign (Born in Portugal, mom brought her over to Canada after divorce when she was a child; shortened her four names down to two; notably olive brown skin)
Red Oni Blue Oni (Played with, since it’s symbolized as her dyed hair of all things)
Badass Bookworm (She’s into sports and academia and working out and geeking out? Who is she???)
Ambiguous Disorder (BPD? ADHD? ASD? General quirkiness? who knows!)
Donnie couldn’t believe it. Somehow, some way, he’d managed to convince Zander, his soulmate, to take him home with him. On the first date. His nerves buzzed with anxiety and excitement, the latter of which quickly taking precedence over the former: as they stepped out of the club, Zander’s hand reached for his. Warmth bloomed from their connected palms and spread through Donnie’s body. While he was dimly aware that the night was chilly, the cold couldn’t touch him. He was as warm as though he were sitting cozy on the hearth, wrapped up in his favourite blanket, a mug of homemade hot cocoa in his hands, watching the crackling fire dance behind the grate.
He felt a sudden absence in his hand. The warmth and cozy image disappeared. Donnie shivered, blinked quickly, and realized something very important: Zander snapping his fingers in front of his face. “’Ey, space-age country boy. Still on Earth?”
They both were standing on the edge of the sidewalk, right by a waiting cab. The cold night air slipped beneath his collar and sleeves. He shivered. “Yeah, I’m here. Sorry, love, got a bit distracted.”
Zander looked like he was going to argue something, but changed his mind and ushered him into the cab, hastily giving the driver an address as he did with the air of someone apologetic for overspending someone’s time. Donnie reached for his hand and found it. The warmth returned, as did the imagery, albeit less vivid than before. Now he kept it in his mind without losing track of the present. He longed to cuddle up to his soulmate right then, to reassure him, in the back of the cab yet had enough sense not to do that, even amid the pleasant haze of contentment. Zander seemed comfortable with just holding hands for the moment so Donnie wouldn’t push for anything else. His silence seemed odd but he wouldn’t push that, either. No pushing. Just holding hands. And it was good.
His soulmate’s hand was warm, his sturdy fingers linking perfectly between his own, his steady pulse reassuring him everything was good. There were many possible reasons why he was quiet, Donnie reasoned, and none of them had to be bad. All he had to do was take it at face value and simply enjoy the fact they were together.
He felt Zander nudge him with his shoulder and saw him jerk his head a bit toward the window. Donnie leaned across him and looked. Dazzling, festive lights decorated grand arches and a giant Christmas tree while snowflakes drifted and danced across the glittery nightscape. “It looks so magical.”
Zander mumbled something that sounded like, “no, you.” Donnie zeroed in on him instead. “Didn’t catch that, love.” In the dark of the cab, he felt rather than saw the blush warming his soulmate’s face and knew it was adorable.
“S’nothing.” Zander’s warm breath caressed his ear; heat rushed through Donnie with such urgency it was a wonder he didn’t catch fire right then. If he turned his head just a bit to the side he might be able to--
A loud and deliberate cough jerked him out of the moment. Mumbling an apology, Donnie flashed a smile at the cab driver and drew back to sit in his seat proper. He gave Zander’s hand a squeeze and wondered if he felt the same flame burning under his skin. His soulmate squeezed back and shuffled impatiently in his seat. Donnie stared down at the floor and let the smug grin unfurl. Darling, the feeling’s mutual.
6, 8, and 12?
6. Who is your favorite of your OCs?
Lawd. Uhhhhh right off the bat I wanna say Clifford, my tol soft and pretty lad who has the potential to be a wrathful rage-monster under right wrong certain circumstances, buuuut I am a bit biased like that :p
...this’ll probably change. just watch. xD
8. Whose OC of someone else’s is your current favorite? Why?
UM. @jennathearcher‘s Donnie and Jenna, tied for top spot. Donnie’s just a whole bunch of fun to both interact with and write, and Jenna’s the first of her characters I’ve ever interacted with so naturally she’s a favourite
12. Write 1 random headcanon for 3 of your OCs.
- Speaking of red things, Augy won’t wear red if he can help it because it makes Clifford nervous, even though they both haven’t been in each other’s orbit in years
- Dani can’t stand mint-chocolate anything and thinks the combination is a travesty
- Aidan’s parents named her as such because, as far as they were concerned, it’s a gender-neutral name that could possibly ease dysphoria should she be trans. She’s cis and appreciates the sentiment behind her name all the same.
He lasted a week. Which, to be fair, was a whole week longer than anyone expected.
“Oh no,” Dani said.
“Don’t do it,” she said.
Mal scrambled away from her reaching hands. “It doesn’t count if I look,” he protested, scrolling through messages to bring his unread count down, “I’m not gonna post anything, I just wanna see.”
tag your ocs with dyed hair
🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 *just straight up lights your inbox aflame*
light it up up up light it up up up light it up up up IT’S ON FYYYYYAAAAHHH
for every 🔥 i get, i’ll tell something distinctive about the way my character has sex.
🔥 Aidan: She’s usually hesitant to initiate anything beyond passionate kissing herself, relying on her partner to make the next move, unless outright asked to do so, and even then there’s a lot of “is this okay?”. Writing smut is different from actually engaging in it, she’s discovered.
🔥 She’s also discovered that the right piece from the right soundtrack makes for great mood music to get things going.
🔥 Clifford: He still struggles with his own sexuality so the odd time he engages in anything sexual with anyone it’ll likely involve him being covered up in some way.
🔥He also struggles with managing his empathic energies when aroused so he’s occasionally, accidentally, induced arousal in anyone who’s within a few feet of him.
🔥 Dani: With guys, she almost always tops. If a guy wants to top, he’s gotta prove to her that he can make it worth her while.With other women, however, she’s far more lenient.
🔥 She’s into tease-and-denial as the instigator. Especially with men that would otherwise have some sort of assumed power over her.
🔥 Ivan: For him, sex is a means to an end, so he usually prefers going hard and fast. Yet he’ll simmer down if he’s trying to make a good impression.
🔥 Cuddling and aftercare aren’t really in his repertoire, either, and it’s rare when he does so outside of luring purposes.
🔥 Joshua: He unconsciously prefers positions that allow him to keep his back exposed (as opposed to lying on his back, leaning against a wall, etc.).
🔥 Mal: It’s almost impossible for him to be quiet during sex. He needs to make some sort of noise and appreciates having a vocal partner to help with that.
tag your oc(s) with dyed hair
tag your polyamorous oc(s)
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HERE HAVE MORE TIDBITS ABOUT DANI
- Used to draw a lot through high school, not necessarily well, even took Art Class for a couple years. she’ll say it’s because it was the ‘easiest’ of the mandatory arts credits but it’s actually bc of Clifford. good luck getting her to admit that!
- Loves fish and most seafood, which worked out well for her since that’s what she grew up eating a lot of it. One of her all-time favourite foods is caldeirada.
- Her full name is Maria Danielle Almeida Jay. Only her mother and some family on the maternal side call her Maria or Maria Danielle. To everyone else she’s Dani.
- She officially dropped two of her names around the time she moved out on her own. Not out of spite, but because she figured she’d be taken more seriously in the working world with a more ethnically ambiguous name, and because it’s what most people called her anyway.
- Her favourite comicbook character is Harley Quinn.
- She’s a chewer. Pen lids, pencil tops, hair ties, clothes, hair, hands, lips... If she’s particularly stressed or deep in concentration, nothing’s safe. Except her nails. Never had a problem with those. (she wants a bracelet or necklace designed to be chewed on, but is too self-conscious about it to get one for herself.)
- On a related note, she likes chewy candy but hates caramels and taffies. Gum is good, too.
- She has a certificate in Social Sciences & Humanities and is currently working on a certificate in Psychology. Still can’t decide whether she actually wants to make a career of it or simply study it because she likes it.
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- Dani is fluent in (European) Portuguese and English, as they’re the languages she was taught since birth. She considers both of them her “first” language.
So! because somebody else did this first, I had to, too: What is Your Anger Type? quiz
Mal: Consuming You have the right morals. You don't want to lose your temper but it is your greatest flaw. It's claws grip you and choke you out until it has it's way with you. If you can remove yourself from the situation before that happens you will find sanctuary. If not, the devastation you can cause is unrivalled. You will not explode on everything around you. Rather, ALL of your anger, that has been bottled will explode on the one person who happened to trigger it. They will not stand a chance against your temper.
You have the devil in you. You cannot tame it but you can walk away before it shows it's face. The cursed ones.
(...alright)
Dani: Gobby
You love to run your mouth. Verbal abuse is your weapon when your angry. You can come across as bold and intimidating and know exactly what to say to hurt somebody. Nobody can win an argument against you and most will avoid getting into one with you in the first place!
(...what. i mean, it’s not quite wrong, but also, what.)
Clifford: Despair
Situations that would usually arouse anger, instead bring about sadness and depressive feelings. You are the sensitive type. You feel pain more than others and will allow thoughts and encounters to fester and eat away at your sanity. Your gentle soul require careful handling.
(also not wrong, beeeeb :c )
Ivan: Psychotic
(not putting the blurb because ableist slurs but the gist is in the word itself i think xD RUN, JOY, R U N)
NSFW memes: D A N I
D = Dirty Secret
She used to do anal when she did sex work for a while, yet stopped doing it when she quit. She claims she doesn’t do it anymore because it’s not all that great. The truth is that every night after she did it, she had nightmares about prolapses that’d leave her uneasy for hours after she woke up. Hasn’t done it since, though she still gets that nightmare now and then.
A = Aftercare
Aftercare is important to Dani, both to provide it and for it to be provided, even if she’d rather just fall asleep. She wants whoever she’s with to feel appreciated for engaging with her, not ashamed or used! Unless, of course, they were unpleasant to her. Then they’ll get the cold shoulder.
N = NO
No anal (unless the other party is the recipient); no PIV sex without a condom; no kinks that involve excrement, urine, blood, etc.; no misuse of parent-related terminology in ANY language; if it sounds like some Urban Dictionary term it’s likely she knows what it is and the answer is very likely going to be “fuck right off with that shit”; no rape fantasy stuff, no race play, none of that shit.
“And no ginger root, you fucking weirdos.”
I = Intimacy
While she’s not the most physically intimate person on the planet, she does try to be if she gets the impression it’s what someone she cares about (or is trying to liken herself to), like standing or sitting near them, offering/giving hugs, light touches, that sort of thing. Intellectual and communication-based intimacy are more what she seeks out for herself. Sexual intimacy is nice, too, but not necessarily a must.
That said, she’s far more inclined to be cuddly with women over men; she’ll cuddle with a guy if he initiates it and won’t if he doesn’t, leery that he might lash out if she tries to make the first move in that regard.
Muse: Dani Jay
TAGGED BY : by proxy @amsterdammotherfucker
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I tag anyone who wants to do the thing!
2ND RULE : BOLD the statements that are true for your muse.
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Which OC is into herbalism and other kinds of complementary medicine?