I have a bunch of AU's for my babies but honestly, I LOVE the Royal AU. I'm also currently writing a short story about them, it's going to be faster paced than the main story and can be kinda seen as a "Side Story". I wanna write more AU's about them !!
More below
Some short Intro's about each character in the AU
Ìzsey Davis: The Prince; 19 years old; Gay; deaf - has hearing devices (from Wakanda which his dad (King Aaron Davis) paid a lot of money for) but he learnt how to talk throughout his life, he struggles without hearing aids though
Nicknames by Hobie: [your] Majesty, Freckles, Sunshine, Izzy
Nickname(s) by Gwen: Sunshine, Izzy
Nickname(s) by Peter/Noir: Gingerbread
Nickname(s) by Pavitr: Izzy
Nickname(s) by Miles: Izzy
Hobie Brown: Activist/Rioter; Queer; 23 years old; His group is of 5 people who Rebel against the monarchy, and have attacked the Castle before; has been curious about Prince Ìzsey ever since he was first shown as a heir of the crown next to Akula (Ìzsey's older sister, Princess) [ages: Ìzsey - 4, Hobie - 8]
Nicknames by Ìzsey: Hobes, "Your second name is Larry?"
Nickname(s) by Gwen: Hobes, Hobartiee~!
Nickname(s) by Peter/Noir: Papa bear (has history dw)
Nickname(s) by Pavitr: Hobes
Nickname(s) by Miles: Hobes
(nicknames can be adjusted tbf so those are just the ones that are 100%)
Gwen (Gwendolyn): 21 years old; Transwoman & Bisexual; Usually plans the ambush, where everyone is placed and has to be + timing the attack and sleeping places
Miles/"Milo": 20 years old; Pansexual; Royalty (Nephew of King Aaron, Cousin of Prince Ìzsey); Secretly in the group and has to keep his identity hidden "Milo"; gets the castle events and information about the kingdom
Pav (Pavitr): 17 years old; Queer; Part of the group and focused on the actual attack (map out the place, responsable for getting in and out, masks, etc.)
Peter/Pete/Noir: 23 years old; Bisexual; Sharpshooter/ARCHER; Stays kidden away unless meeting up with Hobie but then in secret, keeps in check from afar (forest safety, danger during the attack, builds their sleeping places etc.)
Akula Davis: Princess, 25 years old; biological daughter of King Aaron; Bisexual + arranged Marriage; does not want to be Queen;
Aaron Davis: King Aaron; 47 years old; Sexuality Unknown; has higher ups who control him; wants to accommodate to the people and used Ìzsey for a little push but didn't come far yet because of the higher ups speaking down on him
I'm not entirely done with the lore and unsure about where to go with Hobie's group attacking the castle and demanding to speak with the king etc. cause Idk how I want it to end. Part of me wants to just make them run away but I feel like it would be OOC for Hobie? And since I'm planning another AU with Hobie being the Prince and Ìzsey being a younger tutor from a poor family, that ending with them running away was kind of planned for that AU.
If anyone could help me pleaseee give me ideas for plots, something easy and fast I can do!
1st Album: Everyone's a star {since they’re inspired by 5sos, Imma take their album too!! }
Singles:
- Brainrot {by GRANDSON}
- “Hang on to Yourself” {by Palaye Royale}
- Chillthefuckout. {by ROMES}
- My ugly {by Cloudfodder}
Covers:
- “Feel Good inc.” by Gorillaz
- ”In my room” by IPC (got backlash for that one)
- “River Is a Vampire” by Bear Ghost feat. Dan E.T.
- “Seven Minutes in Heaven” by MSI (got backlash for that one too)
I CAN'T POST THE DRAWING THE HELLLLLLLL ahem anyway then only fanfic it is :(
Disclaimer:
I am neither diagnosed nor a Qualified medical professional to write OSDD/DID perfectly accurate!! The headcanon is multiple years old and I now decided to go into depth with it because I've been doing (personal) researches about OSDD.
This is ALL fiction, based on the research I did and other fictive stories I read/saw and NOT to diagnose others or myself.
Little sneak peek <3
If i could punch voices, I would’ve done it a long time ago but as it seemed, nothing would stop this bastard from ruining my mood. I would’ve just forgotten about this evening and just focused myself on Japeth– on partying while Japeth stood on the dance floor, his ass pressed against some guy’s crotch and he was looking like he was having more fun than me.
Did he even need me? I thought.. he liked me.
[As if anyone would like you, get over yourself.]
{Shut up. Aric, you’re just jealous. How about you go look for Filip or Hort, see if either of them are around.}
Even though I could clearly hear the other two talking to me, it didn’t matter to me at all. Why was he touching him? Why did Japeth let it happen? Why didn’t Japeth say no? Why is he just letting some guy touch him like this? And why couldn’t I stop staring at them dancing on that dance floor between other people dancing and laughing and having fun? I was just stuck in place. And my stomach hurt. A lump formed in my throat and I couldn’t do anything else.
[Oh? Oh. You want him all to yourself, isn’t that it? Why don’t you reach out then, hm? Reach for him, Aric.]
Reach out to him? If I grabbed him now, wouldn’t he just pull away? Wouldn’t he just put distance between us? He would do what I would’ve done, right? But I was itching to reach out, I truly wanted to touch him and get him away from this guy. I wanted to reach out to him.
I could feel it in my fingertips, as if each knuckle was twisting into another direction, I wanted it so badly it started to hurt. I wanted it so much that I had to leave before the pit inside my stomach turned around and made me throw up the dinner I had earlier. What was wrong with me?
As I rushed to the toilet, I kept pushing people out of my way and tripped into a stall. My fingers were shaking, so I massaged them slowly, trying to calm myself down. Was that really jealousy? That’s not how jealousy feels like, right? That couldn’t be it.. No. It wasn’t jealousy. It had to be something else, something stronger. More dangerous. If this didn’t stop, how far would I go? And if I went that far, would Japeth still… like me?
The floor underneath me was dirty but at this very moment I had to sit down. Or I would’ve lost it. I knew it. I held my head between my hands and breathed in and out, my mother showed me those breathing exercises so I might try them out. Maybe that helped clear my mind. I mean, there wasn’t a reason for me to be jealous. We used to be closer, then a distance had began between us. So there wasn’t a reason for me to be jealous. But I was and that was a problem.
{Or! Or, it’s because you like him too! There isn’t anything wrong with that.}
“Shut up.” I was just whispering to myself but that didn’t help all the time. Sometimes I just wanted …
[Exactly, shut up.]
“You too.” Sometimes I just wanted to scream. If I could make these two stop speaking to me, I could actually form proper thoughts instead of having to listen to them tell me what to do or not do. Or try manipulating me into believing I liked Japeth. I didn’t, not like that.
There were moments, I knew that happened but I couldn’t remember them like that. I could feel that it happened, I physically felt the emotions inside of my chest but there wasn’t a picture of it happening. Then there were moments when I was supposed to be forgetting but remembered anyway. And kissing Japeth while drunk was one of them. I was drunk, though. So it just happened by mistake.
It happened by mistake. He just looked so beautiful back then… his eyes fallen slightly from how tired he was, and his usually almost white skin was softly sparkling red from blushing. He just looked so beautiful. Anyone would’ve kissed him.
the link to the fic on ao3: Jaric <3
I made fanart for this but I can't even post it here, I'll post it on my instagram instead: Zinnias.aeipathy
I am neither diagnosed nor a Qualified medical professional to write OSDD/DID perfectly accurate!! The headcanon is multiple years old and I now decided to go into depth with it because I've been doing (personal) researches about OSDD.
This is ALL fiction, based on the research I did and other fictive stories I read/saw and NOT to diagnose others or myself.
Little Lore drop!! - TW ahead?
There are 5 Arics in total, 3 are known and present.
The first is the Aric we know from the books who is fronting to 90% of the time.
Then we have the second Aric (pink eyes), he's the unstable one who is mostly harming them - he appeared after Aric first killed the family that adopted him.
The third Aric (green eyes, "blonde" hair), is the Aric who lived with Lesso and actually tries to help in cases of relationships (Japeth) and situations that can be stressful (if they would let him).
Only the second Aric has fronted before but it was because he forced himself forward to try and kill Rhian.
Aric has a "headspace" similar to Japeth's/Merlin's "Celestium", which is placed in the endless woods, its a dark forest and he has no control of it whatsoever. If he tries to walk it usually ends up with him getting dragged down into the ground or roots of the trees wrap around him to hold him back, refusing to give him control of his own thoughts.
EXTRAS:
In my fanfictions the other alters are presented like this [Second Aric] and {Third Aric} which is a direct reference to Deadpool's "boxes" in the Marvel Comics that was written in [] and {} in Spideypool fanfics I read.
The face claim for my Aric is Luke Hemmings (Lead Singer & Guitarist from 5SOS) and Japeth is Michael Clifford heh
My JARIC oneshot collection!! It's only on ao3, it contains older oneshots that I'm currently rewriting AND new one shots that will be written!
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Torture in Chains: he rips his palms with his nails open; the chains are from when he was tortured and represent his trauma --- he can also heat up his blood, which was also a result of being tortured
Kataki's parents died by the hands of Momotaro, when he was almost freshly born but his mother knew it would happen and hid him in the basement of their neighbors. After the neighbors found him almost on the same day, they gave him to adoption.
He had a pretty healthy and happy family, with two older brothers. At 13 Kataki went berserk and killed his family. By the time being, his best friend, Aokirō (meaning: Bright Hero), saw everything and it turned out he was in a Momotaro family. Aokirō's mother took Kataki to let her son train on him: they kept removing the blood from Kataki's body which cause scars to stay on his body. The basement was always cold and due to blood depervation, Kataki was mostly freezing until his body forcefully had to learn to heat the blood in his veins up.
Aokirō then let him run after a few months of constant torture being used as a training tool, Kyouya found Kataki a few weeks later hiding in an alleyway. Kyouya and Mudano trained and "raised" Kataki for multiple years, but the kid only went to the Academy at 19.
RELATIONSHIPS:
Oiranzaka Kyouya: Kyouya sees himself as a father figure to Kataki, Kataki sees him more as a brother (but he doesn't mind the jokes)
Mudano Naito: Doesn't like the "father figure" role but dating Kyouya, he just accepted it ("Don't talk to your father like that" - Mudano to Kataki whenever he's mean to Kyouya)
Kiriyama Rokuro: Boyfriends. Kataki is always patient with him and Rokuro opened up quickly, they've grown close immediately as roommates.
Ichinose Shiki: Good friends, he is very curious about Rokuro and Kataki's relationship
Byobugaura Homare: "Little Sister" vibes, Kataki loves to adopt quiet, introverts (he got that from Kyouya), he always tries to adjust to her and help her when needed
Yaoroshi Ikari: Kataki loves to mess with him and his "You shouldn't do anything with the opposite gender until you're 21!" 'cause Ikari keeps forgetting gay people exist
Kougasaki Jin: Not very close but they respect each other a lot
Juuji and Kuina: Kataki mostly doesn't mind them, a little protective about how these two act around Rokuro and Homare though
FACE CLAIM
Mitzuki - ONE OR EIGHT
(He was sick when I drew him in the uniform ignore how pale he looks oml)
braids his front strands when he has to fight/train
The Red String Theory, or Red Thread of Fate, is an East Asian belief, originating from Chinese and Japanese folklore, that an invisible red string connects people destined to be together, no matter the time, place, or circumstances
And I laid there, quietly facing Mahito. My fingers rested against his neck and I slowly let them slide down to his chest. He was warm underneath the blanket, warm and soft. I’ve grown used to the way his body felt against my own and it was something so intimate about it. When he was around me, he adjusted himself, all those muscles and tense abs were gone and he just … him. Kind of.
Mahito stared at me, caressing his chest and down to his stomach. I pressed my palm against him, watching him gasp softly, faintly, too scared to be too loud. And that was something I haven’t seen in that curse before. Being scared like this, scared of touch, scared of getting closer to me but right now I didn’t even care too much.
“Where do you feel it?” I asked, letting my hand rest on his smooth, stitched up tummy. Mahito’s breath was shaking, he was searching for the words, searching for the answer to all these new feelings that were bubbling inside of him. Maybe he was human after all?
“Everywhere.”
Mahito face claim: Kentaro Sakaguchi
Oc face claim: Aurora Perrineau
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