hi i just want to say i stumble on your haiqian and can't helped but want to say you're so cool my god
also the fact that we share the same fav animal YEASSSSSSS (another win for Jellyfishes loversss)
OMG THANK YOUUU MWAH MWAH ⸜(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ I'm so happy that people like Haiqian he's literally my baby! I'll be making more content of him soon! Also YEAH I love jellyfish especially Lion's mane jellies :D
Would’ve posted on the blue lock oc community but tumblr doesn’t allow side blogs to post on communities so here’s my blue lock oc
His name is Haiqian, he’s a right winger for the China U-20 national team and a member of the New Gen 11. His weapon is his flexibility that allows him to perform bicycle and scissor kicks on the regular
Some extra trivia about him under the cut below:
Name: Zhe Haiqian (蜇海千) (Fun fact, the '蜇' in his name can be translated as either 'sting' or 'jellyfish' depending on the pinyin used)
Age: 19
Birthplace: Chengdu, China
Zodiac sign: Pisces (March 5)
Blood type: A
Height: 185 cm
Shoe size: 27 cm
Dominant foot: Left
Family: Mother, him (“I don’t remember my father much.”)
Team: Berserk Dortmund
Favourite soccer player: Mohamed Salah
Age started soccer: 5 years old
Motto: “Stay strong even during hard times, resilience pays off.”
Favourite colour: “Don’t have one, I’m colourblind.” (He specifically has Tritanopia, making him blue-blind)
Hobbies: Watching nature documentaries
Favourite animal: Box Jellyfish (“They’re beautiful yet deadly, I want to be just like them on the pitch!”)
Favourite season: Autumn
What makes him happy: "When I get to wear cute outfits and makeup, it makes me feel confident in myself."
What makes him sad: People yelling (“I can handle criticism, but I feel like crying whenever someone raises their voice at me.”)
Favourite food: Fuqi Feipian ("Mix it with some noodles for a quick lunch.")
Least favourite food: "None, I'm not picky."
Favourite movie: Grave of the Fireflies
Favourite music: Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day (“I’m learning English by listening to songs like these.”)
He thinks his strength is that he's an honest person who can give good advice. But his weakness is that he's too naive sometimes.
He can speak Sichuanese, standard Mandarin, German and English (though his English isn't that good yet)
As a ghost, she doesn't feel any pain unless the injury is caused by another ghost or a dark type pokémon
Also in relation to the point above, Violet can twist her body in unatural ways, such as turning her head 180° or contorting her face to appear 'scarier'. (her favourite scare victim is Grey, his reactions amuse her)
Can't actually digest food, but enjoys sweet treats since she never got the chance to try them when she was still alive
Violet is like a big sister figure to Grey and Shinto and lets them play with her hair
Her cause of death was cardiac arrest, it was due to an overusage of her powers, the excessive psychic energy made her heart stop
Violet was born with psychic powers, yet because of her weak constitution, her human body was unable to handle the sheer strain of energy constantly flowing through it. So for most of her life, she was plagued with chronic pain and fatigue (but ever since she died, the limitations of her physical form no longer apply to her)
Loves listening to vinyls and reading books, is particularly a sucker for romance novels (She loves Queen, her favourite song by them is 'Love Me Like There's No Tomorrow')
Can choose who can see her, any objects that she holds when invisible appear to be floating
Violet was born sometime in the 1980s and died at around 18 years old
Was born into an extremely religious family and homeschooled, while Violet herself doesn't believe in religion, she sucked it up because she liked singing in the church choir
Her favourite Pokémon is Murkrow, even though she can never go near one, she finds them adorable and intelligent
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Creepypasta - Fandom, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Grey (Friday Night Funkin': Lullaby) & Shinto (Hypno's Lullaby), Mike & Steven | Strangled Red (Creepypasta), Blue (Blue Tears) & Glitchy Red (Creepypasta), Miki & Steven | Strangled Red (Creepypasta), Glitchy Red & Steven | Strangled Red (Creepypasta), Glitchy Red/Original Character(s)
Characters: Grey (Friday Night Funkin': Lullaby), Shinto (Hypno's Lullaby), Original Creepypasta Character(s), Blue (Blue Tears), Steven | Strangled Red (Creepypasta), Miki (Strangled Red), Glitchy Red (Creepypasta), Mike (Strangled Red), Lost Silver (Creepypasta)
Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Found Family, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Drug Use, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Blood and Injury, Body Horror, Mild Gore, is it really beta read if the beta is me
Summary:
After years of living in isolation, Violet—a ghost with psychic powers—encounters a strange boy named Grey and his even stranger companion Shinto who happen to trespass on her territory, but the unwelcome duo seem to know more than they initially let on. Intrigued, she spares their lives and is now willingly traversing different worlds with them while also helping Grey get back home.
(Also cross-posted on Quotev under the same name)
Uh hi guys, so I made a pokepasta fanfic (including my oc Violet yippee), feel free to check it out if you like!! (Sneak peek below)
The last thing Grey expected was to be woken up by something wet dripping onto his forehead, followed by another. And another.
With a strained groan, Grey manages to force open his still-heavy eyelids and was greeted with the sight of a leaky ceiling, its white paint peeling away to reveal what appeared to be black mould underneath. Water seeped through the drywall, making small droplets drip down and splatter onto his face in a steady fashion.
Drip.
Wait a minute.
Drip.
Grey suddenly sat up, his hands reaching up to wipe away the water on his face. While doing so, he digs his nails into his skin hard enough to leave red scratches, the pain alerting him of the fact that, yes, he was still alive.
Drip.
He blinked slowly in confusion, whatever remaining dizziness he had earlier lifting as the cogs in his brain began to turn.
How did he not die from getting crushed? What the hell was this place? And more importantly-