Buggy’s Ocs

Oc ask blog for my slashfic ocs - actual account is @buggy9291

[buggys-slashfic-ocs]

🪲 Welcome 🪲

This is an ask blog for my slashfic ocs, run by The Buggy himself o7

On that note, I have also never run an ask blog before so I might make mistakes and shall be learning as I go but I hope ya enjoy regardless 🙏

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Rules:

Be respectful when sending asks

If you're roleplaying, please indicate that with quotation marks

No nsfw asks, suggestive is allowed with limitations (case-by-case basis)

Most of my slashfic ocs are history-based so sensitive topics such as slavery, racism, genocide, colonialism, and suicide/self-harm might be brought up. DNI if these topics make you uncomfortable.

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Characters:

Rahima Banerjee - The MC

Balaram Banerjee - The Cursed

Arthur "Art" Clark - The cowboy slasher (1970s)

The Emerson Twins: Silas and Selene (1920s)

The Wise Men: Wematin (1200s), Kiezu (1600s), and Aodhán (1760s)

Sko-Ella - The Lady of Faces (1200s)

Extra:

Shakchunni - The tree spirit (1800s)

Rakkhosh - The cannibal demon (1940s)

Bebho Bhoot - the tiger (1910s)

[buggys-slashfic-ocs]

if people call themis momma temi does that mean we can call art papa art ?

Yeah sure go ahead! o7

just know he is a mid father tho I gotta warn ya abt my chud son 🙏

[buggys-slashfic-ocs]

Deja strolls around the place with sharp eyes, her hand on the holster while the other held on a screwdriver. She carefully scans her surroundings. Where was she?

She ends up finding two people. They were both black. A sigh of relief comes out of her lips before she starts approaching them.

"Good morning, sir, ma'am." Deja greets them, her voice firm. "Do you know the name of this place? I happened to be unfamiliar around here."

— SrA Deja Lewis ( @doctemi-and-friends 🌟 )

At the sight of that uniform, Silas and Selene were on immediate alert. Neither had much love for authority or the government. Selene took charge immediately, the more social of the twins. She put on a polite smile.

“Mornin’. You’ve happened to find your way to the Emerson Speakeasy… somehow.”

Silas loomed silently behind his sister, eyes barely visible through the bear mask. Selene just took a drag of her cigar, eyes gleaming.

[buggys-slashfic-ocs]

To the Wise Men: who decided that an owl should be your masks?

— 💚

Wematin frowned, tilting his head, "I don't know... it was simply there when I first awoke."

He glanced at the other two, "But it has been a pattern ever since, and who are we to doubt the darkness?"

[buggy9291]

"Hello again, Art. We meet again. I'd like to give you something."

Themis (Eudoxia) hands him a hand basket—inside was a bottle of red wine, a bottle of fruit juice for Fruitfly, and some tasty goods from the market. She smiles at him.

"Danae and I thought it would be nice to give you something. Please, enjoy them."

— Twisted Themis ( @doctemi-and-friends 🌟)

"Awww thanks sugar!" He smiled as the fruit basket was handed over. "Ya sweet as pie, ya know that? I really appreciate it."

"Keep doin me favors like that and it'll take a lifetime to repay 'em." he joked.

[doctemi-and-friends]

"That's sweet of you, mahal. I'm glad you like them."

Themis sits down besides Art. It's clear she doesn't have anything to do at the moment.

"Do you... wanna stay here for a while?"

[buggys-slashfic-ocs]

Art hesitated a moment before wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close, “Stay as long as ya like, darlin’.”

[doctemi-and-friends]

Themis relaxes beside Art, slowly resting her head on his shoulder. They didn't talk, but the silence was comfortable. For now, nothing bothered her.

"... how's the farm doing? And where's Fruitfly gone to?"

[buggys-slashfic-ocs]

“Oh y’know the usual business, nothin’ astray,” Art replied. He popped open the bottle of wine and took a swig before offering it to Themis.

“And of course that girl is runnin wild like usual,” he gave a brief chuckle, “She got out of her pen last night… again.”

Art hesitated, it seemed like he was holding something back. However all he did was let out a forced chuckle as he leaned against the fence, “But that’s enough about me.”

“How’s it been with ya, old girl? No slashers givin ya trouble?”

[buggy9291]

"Hello again, Art. We meet again. I'd like to give you something."

Themis (Eudoxia) hands him a hand basket—inside was a bottle of red wine, a bottle of fruit juice for Fruitfly, and some tasty goods from the market. She smiles at him.

"Danae and I thought it would be nice to give you something. Please, enjoy them."

— Twisted Themis ( @doctemi-and-friends 🌟)

"Awww thanks sugar!" He smiled as the fruit basket was handed over. "Ya sweet as pie, ya know that? I really appreciate it."

"Keep doin me favors like that and it'll take a lifetime to repay 'em." he joked.

[doctemi-and-friends]

"That's sweet of you, mahal. I'm glad you like them."

Themis sits down besides Art. It's clear she doesn't have anything to do at the moment.

"Do you... wanna stay here for a while?"

[buggys-slashfic-ocs]

Art hesitated a moment before wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close, “Stay as long as ya like, darlin’.”

[doctemi-and-friends]

(( Hello, everyone! Daydreams speaking! ))

(( it's been a while since I've been here, and I'd like to make an amazing announcement! ))

(( the creator of @buggys-slashfic-ocs and I have came to the agreement that Arthur "Art" Clark and Twisted Themis (the psychiatrist) will be in an established relationship! In a few words, they will be dating! ))

(( I'm more than excited to make more interactions between them, and I hope the same for everyone. That's all for now. See you all soon! ))

[buggy9291]

"Hello again, Art. We meet again. I'd like to give you something."

Themis (Eudoxia) hands him a hand basket—inside was a bottle of red wine, a bottle of fruit juice for Fruitfly, and some tasty goods from the market. She smiles at him.

"Danae and I thought it would be nice to give you something. Please, enjoy them."

— Twisted Themis ( @doctemi-and-friends 🌟)

"Awww thanks sugar!" He smiled as the fruit basket was handed over. "Ya sweet as pie, ya know that? I really appreciate it."

"Keep doin me favors like that and it'll take a lifetime to repay 'em." he joked.

[buggy9291]

"Sko-Ella."

Rafiq stares at her with a nonchalant face, but his eyes say otherwise. They were hardened like stone, as well as fiery with caution.

"We meet again."

— Rafiq Ajam ( @doctemi-and-friends 🌟 )

"Uncle!" Sko-Ella grinned, tilting her head as she gave a mocking bow. "Finally chose to say Hi I see."

She rose, the gleam of icy-blue eyes barely visible through her mask, "Y'know... I really don't appreciate it when others run from me. And you've been running a mighty long time..."