#odiespeaks

[jupiterdrabbles]

hello! sorry for no recent updates, but i’ve been getting ready for megacon! now that the day is here, take some odie cosplay content.

ch10 of the oracle is around halfway done, and it is becoming a beast. i’m hoping to get it out by february!

[something-about-jupiter]

hello!

this is the ‘main’ blog for my writing site @jupiterdrabbles , you can find all my main activity there.

i am neurodivergent, so i either stick to one fandom for YEARS or hop and skip away from something i used to be very interested in.

i often forget to respond to messages, so feel free to tag me if it feels like i’ve been ghosting you! i’m an art student with a focus in film direction so i’m often not free until my studio time is up, which is pretty late in the day for me.

thank you all for your patience and support! <3

[jupiterdrabbles]

The way I had no idea you were an ASMR RP fan 😩!

yeah!! i’ve been mainly hyper focused on the redacted audio storylines but i’m also a big fan of gba and yuurivoice.

[jupiterdrabbles]

hey all.

unfortunately i am in a direct path of hurricane ian, so all the updates i had planned for the birthday month are being postponed until it completely clears the state.

i appreciate all of you, and if you’re in this situation as well i hope you stay safe!

[jupiterdrabbles]

darlin’ headcannons because i’m weak

am i simping for a character that’s meant to be a self-insert? yes, do not judge me for it. i blame @dolls-circus entirely /j /lh

their darlin’ is immaculate, all love to them! anyways, on with the show

- AMAB and uses they/he pronouns

- a good 6”3, just below David even though they will never admit it. they say they’re both the same height and even tip their head up when they’re around him to make it less obvious.

- they slouch otherwise, shoulders tipping forward and gaze downward as to not draw too much attention to themselves.

- they’re not insecure, per say? they’re actually quite confident in themselves but would rather commit several felonies than be the center of attention.

- (on that note, they were in theatre in high school, but stuck with the tech crew. they could use their strength and stature to move sets and props easier than their classmates.)

- they shot up quick as a kid, quickly outgrowing their peers and putting on muscle much quicker due to the lycanthropy. they have stretch marks because of this, specifically around their upper arms and legs.

- they self-tattoo when stressed, and have been talked out of stick-n-poke by Sam and David as a result. they have three professionally done tattoos, one on the back of their neck, a half-sleeve on their left arm from the deltoid to the elbow, and on their right hip. the one on their neck is a collection of hyacinth flowers and teeth, their sleeve is a collage of interests that they had growing up surrounding a ticking clock on their shoulder, and the one on their hip is a quote from the lord of the rings surrounded by white-inked lillies. (“may it be a light to you in dark places when all other lights go out.”)

- they have a red-bellied macaw! they’ve had her since they were twelve, and she’s one of the only things they’ve kept from their childhood. her name is Berry.

- they work out when they’re stressed, or overthinking, or literally going through any emotion whatsoever

- in pack meetings, they serve as a self-employed body guard by sitting closest to the door and watching over the mates whenever they come in.

- speaking of the mates, both Angel and Sweetheart have stated that Darlin’ is the heartthrob of the pack and if they weren’t already all in committed and incredibly loving relationships, Darlin’ would be their first pick.

- (Angel has brought up the idea of a threesome with Darlin’ to David, who refused vehemently. it was mainly jokes, but Angel is eternally 👀)

- they’re on the autism spectrum, and have sensory issues as well as a hard time functioning in social situations. Sam helps them as much as he can without overstepping, which is very appreciated by Darlin’.

- they play bass guitar and drums! they have a different play style for both, bass being a lulling constant while drums being chaotic and powerful.

- music wise, they remind me of supermassive black hole by muse!

[jupiterdrabbles]

i saw some random generated prompts going around, so i decided to give it a shot! these ones were almost worryingly canon lol-

[jupiterdrabbles]

i do not think that this should be a hot take but caelum is a child! he is described and well-known to be a child-like figure, and even in canon interactions he is treated as such! do not sexualize a character that is meant to be depicted as a young person. it’s just gross.

[jupiterdrabbles]

W.I.P Wednesday, but it’s Tuesday

so Teaser Tuesday? i guess??

anyways! i’m about halfway through the eighth chapter of the Oracle, so i figured as an apology for making y’all wait so long (seriously though, this fic is already a year old what do i Do With Myself), here’s a snippet!

CW: VIOLENCE, LACK OF BODILY AUTONOMY, MANIPULATION AND BLOOD

Link had little time to react. Ganon’s voice was still reverberating through the chamber as he lifted his hand, his triforce glowing on the back of his gauntlet. The Oracle’s feet lifted slowly, head tipping up as more Malice pooled from their mouth and down their chin. The connection was quickly made that Ganon was manipulating their body against their will, and the Hylian felt a disturbing familiarity as he looked upon the sight. Link drew his sword, on the defensive as he watched them rise into the air, as he heard Ganondorf laughing from just out of his sight. His grip on the master sword was tight and blistering, willing that he wouldn’t have to use it. This was definitely a fight he couldn’t brute force his way through.

The sharp clang of metal echoed through the Divine Beast as Link drove his blade through the forks of the trident, digging the balls of his feet into the floor as he leaned forward, hissing under his breath. The Oracle displayed a shocking amount of strength, an amount that Link knew wasn’t their own as they pushed him away and charged again.

They fought wildly, muscles tight and knuckles straining as they drove the trident toward Link over and over and over. From swiping it through the air to plunging it toward his chest, Link found it becoming increasingly difficult to dodge their movements. He locked their trident in place once more as they pushed it inches away from his face. They hadn’t made a sound this entire time, it looked as if they were barely breathing, just a husk being puppeted around in order to kill.

“Fight it.” Link hissed, face scrunching tight with the effort. “This isn’t you, this is him. Fight it.”

“Can you be certain?” Ganondorf sneered as the Oracle lunged again, clashing the trident against Link’s shield. “What if this is what’s been lingering under the surface, all this time?” Link staggered as he thrust the shield forward, pushing the Oracle away from him. Ganondorf scowled, raising his hand then clenching his fist. A strange, gurgled sound left the Oracle, more Malice pouring from their mouth as they opened their eyes, rolled back into their head and white as the clothes they wore. The trident by their side began to glow, then, and their grip readjusted as their head snapped back forward.

It was then Link noticed the necklace they bore around their neck. He hadn’t seen it besides this very moment, he honestly didn’t think they were prone to wearing jewelry. It emanated a soft light, pulsing in time with the trident they held. He thought for too long on this, apparently, because as he looked up again they were mere inches away from his face.

“Fight it!” Link called, to no avail as they locked the trident with his sword.

“There’s only one way out of this, Champion.” Ganondorf turned his back, waving his hand dismissively. The Oracle twisted the trident at the same time, straining Link’s injured side as he fought for control.

“And what is that?” Link gasped out, strained as he felt more blood pool down his side. Ganondorf smiled at him, eyes glinting.

“Your extinction.”