My name's Halo, and welcome to my whump writing blog!
I'm a writer and an artist! Wanted to make a blog for my art and my OCs!! I'm a bit new to tumblr, but I'm excited to share!
That being said, I'm open to requests, but I only write for fun! It's a creative outlet, and burnout is really icky, so I might not always write things if I'm not comfy doing it.
I am NOT comfortable writing NSFW/explicit content or any super extreme gore. Mainly cuz I'm not sure how to, and I'm squeamish. I like to keep things on the tamer side! I'm a big fan of hurt/comfort, though! So there will be plenty of that here!
Once I start posting about my OCs, I'd love to get questions about them! I have a bunch and they go through some really whumpy scenarios! So yeah! If that interests you, then you're in the right place! Trying to get over my nerves and talk about my blorbos in a safe space! That being said, I do NOT consent to any of my characters or writing being used in chatbots or any sort of artificial intelligence.
I'm super into the Resident Evil game series, Marvel, Batman, Kingdom Hearts, and the Yakuza game series too! I love Barbie, Winx Club, Task Force 141 from COD MW2, baking, animals, and crafts as well!
Welcome to my notebook! Hope you enjoy your stay! ✏️🩷
I'm afraid, Halo, was it? Yes, she's a bit preoccupied at the moment. Oh, but I'm more than happy to help you all! You know what to do, chickadees. That little ask box up there? Feel free to reach out to your favorite doctor.
Thinking about Dr. Klyne and what happened before she became the head of Klyne Clinical Research Labs... Before she had an army of staff and the wealth and the power. One would think she was actually very afraid.
20. What’s a superpower or magical ability that this oc would hate having?
Dr. Klyne would hate super intelligence/seeing into the future! I'm calling it lol- Having super intelligence in her mind, takes the fun out of experiments treatments! It's no fun if you already know what's gonna happen! What good is being a scientist without the thrill of discovery? :(
"And why would I want that?! You're trying to spoil my fun, chickadee? Who sent you?"
30. Tell a random fact about this oc!
Ooh! Okay we're gonna go with some ocs I haven't talked about much!
Angelino sees his bodyguard as an uncle. His father doesn't give him much attention outside of training regimen. So Roscoe fills that void (kind of) :P
Francine's mother is a fashion designer and her father controls 2/3 of the city they live in. Mom is French and Dad is Italian. ^^ Fran had a very interesting childhood and her parents always make time for her!
ok well after making a bunch of tag your oc questions i went and made a (somewhat wordy) oc ask game
you know the drill. when someone reblogs this, send them an oc and a number, or a few numbers if you can’t pick!
1. What’s your oc’s most irrational fear? Is there a specific reason this fear came about?
2. Is your oc picky about food? What kinds of foods do they like and dislike? What do they consider a comfort or “safe” food?
3. What does your oc’s voice sound like? (Or, if you have one, what’s their voiceclaim?) Can they sing, whistle, or roll their rs? Do they have any speech impediments or notable dialects/accents?
4. Is your oc good at keeping secrets?
5. What kind of clothes is your oc most comfortable wearing?
6. What kind of clothes is your oc least comfortable wearing?
7. What song reminds you of this oc? Does this match up with the type of music your oc likes to listen to?
8. What’s it like inside your oc’s mind? (Literally, or metaphorically.)
9. What are your oc’s goals for the future? Relationship-wise, career-wise, or other?
10. Who’s the first person your oc goes to to talk about something that made them happy? Sad? Angry?
11. Does your oc have any interests/hobbies that they hide from everyone? Why do they hide these interests?
12. How does your oc handle talking to somebody they can’t stand? What if it’s a situation where they’re forced to work with this person?
13. What’s your oc’s dream home like?
14. If your oc spent one day free from any consequences or recognition for their actions, how would they act?
15. What’s your oc’s morning routine like?
16. What’s your oc’s nighttime routine like?
17. If your oc had a social media page, what would it be like? What would they post about? How much personal information would they feel comfortable posting on it? How often would they update it?
18. How does your oc see themself? How does this compare to the way other ocs see them?
19. How would an enemy describe this oc?
20. What’s a superpower or magical ability that this oc would hate having?
21. What’s a fact you haven’t shared about this oc?
22. What’s your oc’s dream job? Is this similar to what they’re doing now? Do they believe they could ever achieve this dream?
23. Who would this oc consider their family? What is their relationship with these people?
24. What is one thing that, no matter who it’s coming from, would anger your oc?
25. How does your oc handle sadness?
26. How does your oc handle anger?
27. How does your oc handle fear?
28. What’s your favorite thing about this oc?
29. What’s your least favorite thing about this oc?
WOW OC QUESTIONS YES HI!!! :D 🩷 Um um- if anyone wants to send any in about my ocs (masterlist is here or you can ask about any other characters I've written about on the blog) feel free to pop by my ask box!!! ^^
Hero wakes up to the feeling of a long needle piercing their neck. "Hey--stop--!"
But the feeling of warmth softens the tension in their body quickly. Very quickly. They sink back against the pillows as a familiar scent overtakes them.
"Villain--" they pant, their limbs too comfortable to move. A rustling beside them confirms it. "W--why--?"
A hand ghosts their chin, but now they can barely grunt.
"No reason," Villain says just to their right, "I missed you..."
Oof- here's part 3! Here's part 2 and part 1 for those curious to how Hero got in this mess lol- Thanks to everyone who's been showing interest in the series!!! :D 🩷 It means a lot!!! Hope you all enjoy!
"Mother, are you certain you didn't give them a poisoned dart? They've been out for an entire day," Villain huffed, rubbing his hands up and down his arms.
Hero felt horribly strange. Their body wasn't responding as they taken failed to will their head up. The world was a slurry of dark blues and... were those... Voices?
"Little Raven, I swear on all evil that I would never do such a thing. Maybe they're a late bloomer." Villain's mother tried to reassure her son as she glanced at his unconscious rival.
"Maybe you've actually gone and done the poor thing in, dearest," Villain's father joked as he looked up from his magazine.
She shot him an icy look. "Wesley, I am trying to reassure our son!"
"It was merely a jest-"
"Neither of you are helping! Devils below-! I'm going to my room. Have the henchmen notify me immediately when they wake up. As for you two, sort yourselves out!"
And with that, Villain huffed and went upstairs, rubbing his temple. His mother rolled her eyes before turning to her husband. "That could've gone better".
"It always can, darling. But our child is genuinely worried, it looks like. You're certain the little hero isn't dead? It'd be devastating if so, but we also need more food for the piranha pit-"
"Wesley, I swear-"
"...uugh... W-where...?"
The couple spun around to see their son's beloved alive and kicking. Well... sort of. But that was good enough for them. Villain's mother whispered a hushed prayer, happy that she didn't have to give Villain some bad news.
"Shall I send for the henchmen to tell our boy?" Villain's father asked, still looking through some catalogues. Turning to his wife, he was pleasantly surprised to see her hold up a finger. Waiting. His wife wanted to get a good look at Hero for herself.
"So this is the infamous Hero I hear so much about," Villain's mother smirked as she looked down at them in thinly veiled interest. Checking her nails in the light, she didn't spare them another glance as they tried to wake up a bit more.
"My son has a fascination with you, so it seems."
Weakly turning their head, Hero's eyes somewhat focused on the woman standing by the stairs. Wait- this wasn't their house. Or a hospital. Or Superhero's headquarters. This was somewhere new.
"Dearest, are you certain we cannot replace them with a clone? They don't seem particularly exceptional. Look at them," Villain's father scoffed as he glanced at Hero's body. "Young thing can't even handle Agent Jade. You know, when I was their age, I had been poisoned at least 5 times-"
"Quiet, darling. This is who our son said was worthy. At least give them a chance. How ever slim it may be. And of course you'd been poisoned, who else brought up your tolerance?"
"W-who...? W-what's going on?" The panic in Hero's voice slowly made itself known as they tugged at the cuffs keeping them down.
"Don't worry your precious little do gooding head about it. Besides, we're here for a more important reason."
Sitting on the plush sofa, Villain's mother swirled her glass of wine. Looking over at her husband, he sat up in his recliner and with his usual frown.
"Tell me what you know about tying people up. Can you tie knots? How do you feel about zip ties? Can you conjure any restraints with those silly powers of yours," she asked with a raised brow and deadly serious face.
"E-excuse me...?" Hero blinked, looking at the woman in confusion. Where's there torture device? The superpower extractor? The knives? The last thing they expected to hear was their capability of restraining someone.
"You heard my wife, child. Can you or can you not bind," Villain's father repeated a touch louder.
"I mean yes I can- b-but what does that have to do with any of t-this?!"
Before either of them could get any more questions in, footsteps quickly drew closer as Villain ran down the stairs. "Mother! You were supposed to tell me when they woke up," he complained, shoving a henchman out of his way.
"Hero, darling! They didn't do anything embarrassing did they? Devils below I am so sorry-" Villain strained, looking at his parents with an irritated glare .
"Villain?! W-what the heck is going on? WAIT- mother?!" All of this was making Hero's head spin.
"Breathe, little thing. Calm yourself before you pass out again," their rival soothed as he stood by the table. Villain's eyes roamed their face with focus.
"This is insane!"
"You're still not breathing."
Hero glared at him before taking some exaggerated breaths. "There. Happy now? Now would you please tell me what the heck is going on, Villain?!"
Villain sighed as if the answer wasn't obvious. "How much do you remember, he asked, hand trailing up their arm.
"I... you destroyed some of the city... I knocked you into the office building... and I... I heard someone in trouble but-"
Villain smirked. "Good! You know the gist of it. Yes, we did get in to a bit of a quarrel. And yes, you did throw me into the office complex. Thank you for that by the way," he huffed with a roll of his shoulders.
"You know you're lucky that we have chiropractic services here. If it weren't for the henchmen I'd be looking like a shrimp. I suggest you pay them a visit." A soft chuckle came from his throat as he looked them in the eye.
Hero's eyes widened. What on earth was he talking about? Why were they here with him? And why has no one hurt them yet?
"Little Raven, would you like some privacy? Wesley and I will be outside!" Villain's mother smiled wide as she pushed her husband towards the door.
"But, Anastasia! I wanted to see-"
"Let's go, Wesley!"
With the soft click of the door, Villain breathed a sigh of relief. Pushing a button on the wall, the metal cuffs around each of Hero's limbs released with a soft hiss.
"Now then. It's time we had a talk about why you're really here."
heyy i just read parental approval and loooved it!! is there any chance you would continue it? thank youu!!
Hiya!!! :D 🩷
Thank you so much for reading!! ^^ It's been a really fun project so far! I can definitely see myself continuing it too (and there's a draft in the works :P)! Thank you for being so interested!!! It's really encouraging!!! 🫂
