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gen (or cricket) (35+) | she/her | 18+ only | multifandom | pfp by makarovtm 🧡

[voidika]

Hi I'm Gen (or Cricket)! (￣▽￣)/ This is my little blog for everything I like. There will be lots of oc posting! My current hyperfixiation is Darksiders. I do write from time to time and make edits/moodboards.

Mutuals can ask for discord <3

Writing |

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My OCs

Darksiders \ Sinister \ VtM

Main tag. Headcanon. Profile. Edits. Face Claim. Pinterest. Wardrobe.

Verses:

Darksiders: Main Story | Death x Yarden | Edits

↳ AUs: Werewolf AU* | Crime Lord AU* |

↳ Pre-Reincarnation AU

Sinister: Main Story | Bughuul x Yarden | Edits

VtM: Main Story | Beckett x Yarden | Edits

*names pending

Warframe

Main tag. Headcanon. Profile. Edits. Face Claim. Pinterest.

Verses:

Warframe: Main Story | Arthur x Rowan | Edits

Far Cry 5 \ Fallout

Main tag. Headcanon. Profile. Edits. Face Claim. Pinterest.

Verses:

Far Cry 5: Main Story | Joseph Seed x Fade

Darksiders

Main tag. Headcanon. Profile. Edits. Aesthetic. Pinterest.

[graws]

I was tagged by @advanced-imbecile-art to do this tag game! I chose to work on Fallout!Danny since it's been a little while since I've given him some love.

Tell Us About One of Your OCs!

Fandom: Fallout

Full Name: Daniel Elijah Carver

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: 26

Species: Human 

Race/Ethnicity: White

Describe Them Physically:

Danny has short, messy brown hair and pine-green eyes set in an oval-shaped face with a well-defined jawline. His skin is fair, but constantly coated in dirt from being out in the desert for long stretches of time. He has a straight, pointed nose and thin lips. His round eyes and youthful complexion give him a boyishly handsome look. He is lean-muscled and stands at about 5'10". His fingers are long and slender, and his palms are rough from the work that came with being raised a scavenger. He smells like sweat mixed with grease.

Describe How They Dress:

Danny does tan, but the sun beating down on him exhausts/dehydrates him, so he sticks to wearing clothes that will cover his skin. They usually come from homes or bodies he's scavenged. Before he gets the Veteran Armor, he wears a tattered, long, light-weight olive-colored jacket with a yellow-plaid inner lining, a dirty red muffler scarf (that he uses to cover his face when the wind is bad and blowing sand everywhere), dirty linen button-down, brown cargo pants, dark brown, duct-taped boots, goggles pushed up onto his forehead, brown leather fingerless gloves, and a leather messenger bag used to carry his parcels.

Favorite Things:

Fancy Lads Snack Cakes and cowboy boots! As @advanced-imbecile-art and I have discussed, Danny was raised in a family of impoverished scavengers in Dayglow. There was a Followers outreach program there, where a determined young teacher attempted to educate the kids of these scavenger families. Danny was never big on his education, since he was more concerned about helping his family, but his parents encouraged him to try it, as they wanted better for their son than they had. In return for working on his reading/solving math equations, and to motivate him, the teacher would give him snack cakes. Baby Danny went nuts for them.

As for the boots, he saw a pre-war advertisement for them and thought they were nifty and stylish. He is on a quest to find the perfect pair.

Least Favorite Things:

Bugs—he hates bugs with a passion. The Legion—Danny believes in freedom and autonomy and they are not that. He's also not big on the NCR and their expansion into the Mojave and their treatment of the locals, especially with how he grew up, but he'd take them over the Legion any day.

Hobbies:

Comic Book collecting (he likes to look at the pictures and make up his own stories). Repairing old toys to hand out to kids in need. I was also considering having him collect pre-war postcards from major landmarks/cities like Hoover Dam, Lake Mead, Las Vegas etc. They're probably the closest things he'll get to a photograph of the places he's traveled.

Quirks:

Danny's red muffler goes everywhere with him. It belonged to his mother and it is all he has left of his parents. He is very protective over it. Danny struggles with the concept of personal space and has a tendency to stand way too close to people. He also has a habit of going through people's stuff without permission—something scavengers in Dayglow are used to doing (to the point it's expected) to steal scrap from their competitors. Danny has a tendency to chew on anything that gets put in his hand, particularly pens, pencils, etc.

What's Up in the Romance Department:

Danny's not really for commitment because of his job as a courier and the fact that he is gone all the time. What few relationships he had ended because of the distance. He is very loyal and gentle when it comes to his lovers—the kind of guy who'd peel an orange for you. He has a preference for strong women who can handle themselves in the wasteland, and develops a crush on Kate, my Followers OC, after watching her violently bludgeon a cazador to death with a rock.

Best Qualities:

Though he may be reluctant, Danny has a strong protective instinct and feels obligated to help people who can't help themselves. He's brave, adaptable, tenacious, and charming in a sort of feral "brainless beauty" kind of way.

Worst Flaws:

At the start of the events of New Vegas, Danny wants to stay out of the politics of the region, and is content to let everyone duke it out however they may. All he was concerned about was getting the chip back and putting Benny in his place. This indifference has him making some pretty questionable choices throughout the story, whose consequences weigh heavy on him once he gets fully invested in the conflict. He is prone to rushing headfirst into problems without thinking them through. He's also gullible to the point of believing that siding with House may be the best decision for the fate of New Vegas.

Fears/Phobias:

Danny hates being at the center of the conflict in the Mojave, and feels an immense pressure has been placed on him. Everyone is looking to him to make decisions, and no matter what he decides, someone always winds up getting hurt. He fears having to choose the fate of New Vegas to the point he's losing sleep and having panic attacks over it. He's also terrified of bugs, lol.

Tell Us in a Few Lines How You Got the Idea for Them/How They Came to Be:

Danny started out as a Mortal Kombat Black Dragon OC, but I've been sticking him in different media I'm into. MK!Danny is very different from Fallout!Danny. In this iteration, he is American as opposed to English, dumb as opposed to having a genius intellect, and heroic rather than hedonistic and selfish. I really liked the idea of taking a cold, calculating hitman and turning him into a goofball. MK!Danny would never be caught dead wearing cowboy boots. Fallout!Danny is "new boot goofin"

If You Feel Like It, Add Some Pictures of Your OC:

Art by the lovely @/ziorre

Tag List:

@apepthehero @bi-force-1 @imogenkol @inafieldofdaisies @g0dspeeed @socially-awkward-skeleton @chewbokachoi @amoaliquis @voidika @etherealada05 @meatgrinderminefield @omkdear @advictoriams @middlechildwhoescapedthebasement @roofgeese @statichvm

[blissfulalchemist]

Azatae x Mari (bg3/dnd) // Stasia x Carly (va/bloodlines) // Tia x Conner (va/bloodlines) Clive x Clidna x Jill (ffxvi) HK x Karlach (bg3) // Catlina x Nate (twc) // Siberite x Lyon (wf)

Was tagged a bit ago by @statichvm to do this little picrew and well....got slightly carried away. Tried to give a little variety and will say am happy there was a robot hand option so a little look at others that normally don't happen. Tagging: @belorage @galfrey @jaeheydaris @shellibisshe @chyrstis @voidika and anyone else that wants to try out this little picrew!

[inafieldofdaisies]

(WIP) Music Monday | Tagged by @cheshire-cat-talks

The rules: Post a song that is relevant to your WIP or inspires it. I’m also including the lyrics.

Well, the sweat drips down From the rim of the drink To the glass on the tabletop Your gaze won't let go My heart echoes Mm, will the tension drop? Yeah, the watch on your wrist Says that any minute We'll start making love When the lights dim down Buzzing in the distance I'll never get enough of the way we touch Baby I'm rationalizing against all the signs of my body Now where are we going from here? And maybe I'm idealizing the last time we met, it was holy And now everything's up in the air

Throat stuffed with apology, hands are red and caught by me You’re attempting romance outside in the grass You perfectly resemble a dumbass Caught the truth right by the tail That animal keeps on calling Saw you naked and afraid And all your clothes are hiding nothing And my god, do you look sad The chicken’s out of the bag Curiosity’s instilled I’m the cat and I got killed Again, again, again, again, again Oh, the agony Oh, the distress Oh, between 5’2 and 6’5 Haunted by green, blue, black eyes Oh, I’m in such pain About what's-his-name

She carries the morning With her on her walks To see the priest Screeching, taunting Shame her for a longing Nothing could compare To the relief So numb, decaying Hypnotised and swaying Moonlight on her tear strained roseblood cheeks Candle wax on river covered feet She's so dark, you couldn't believe it Nothing but pain and lore and lust It's the same old story a million times A girl's about to lose her mind She's so pretty, you couldn't believe it She wrote a poem but nobody'd read it It's the same old story a million times

this one is so so so reminiscent of ezio's family theme, it would be a crime to not include it (it hits especially hard past the first minute)

Tagging @socially-awkward-skeleton @lilywatt @simonxriley @derelictheretic @cassiemuldon @strafethesesinners @strangefable @voidika @josephslittledeputy @trench-rot @purplehairsecretlair @razikain @shellibisshe @aceghosts @la-grosse-patate @katsigian @dumbassdep @imogenkol @carlosoliveiraa @josephseedismyfather @direwombat @wrathfulrook @cheshire-cat-talks @quantum-lovers @captastra @laindtt and anyone that would like to share some wip music

[mewnbuns]

kissing down the valley between his pecs

[inkmoth-nidus]

Reminder that when Nokko and his sprodlings are bouncing around singing "Yippee! Wahoo! Nokko Nokko! :D" They're not just cutely saying his name like some sort of comically overpowered far-future sci-fi Pokemon,

They're making a political statement.

[paper-wounds]

[promptcalender]

Internal Monologue on Smiling

And then you smiled and, for a moment, I would have done anything to never see that expression fade.

I couldn‘t help the smile forming on my face when I realized you had been watching me the entire time.

It was an entirely inappropriate moment, but the smile had formed without me even noticing.

Only when my ribs began to ache, I managed to still my laughter and tame it into a wide grin instead.

No matter how hard I tried to act unaffected, I knew my lips were in the process of betraying me.

I smiled at you, and you smiled back at me, and suddenly this entire thing didn’t feel as daunting as it did before.

Even as my face began to ache, it was impossible for me to drop the smile.

[Prompt Calender: May 31st, National Smile Day]

[kingcholerarefs]

300 FREE SCULPTURE REFERENCES FOR ARTISTS

10 poses at multiple angles! Reference sheets included

Download the pack on my Patreon

[vocedellamorte]

— wip day ✨

tagged by @lilywatt and @imogenkol ; thank you! since i don’t have nothing concrete but an outline of ‘santo sangue’ i have taken inspo from @lilywatt and did some visuals + synopsis version.

flora was rescued from the cult/secret society she was raised in to become a thriving memento mori art curator. business is going well, and family life (where she was adopted into) is amazing, until people start dying around her — staged as famous paintings. it all leads to the giovanni, but the woman isn’t convinced. along the way she meets alfredo solomon ( @thirteensthings ) a man with secrets of his own, and family ties that are going to shift the way flora sees her own parents.

tagging / taglist — @galfrey @thirteensthings @la-grosse-patate @socially-awkward-skeleton @alypink @jaeheydaris @carlosoliveiraa @jackiesarch @cheshire-cat-talks @devil-kindred @nightwingshero @d-esmond @thedeadthree @cassiemuldon @voidika @efingart @auricfog @decodingcipher @taciturntraveller @aceghosts @kaitaiga @redacted-scp-antics @callmelitlesunshine @strangefable @laindtt @welldonekhushi @islandtarochips

[katelynnmurphy]

Summary: I am also still a bit weary about sharing my writing—though I've written over ten thousand words so far!—to tumblr, so have this moodboard for Chapter 1 😊 Thank you for the tags @lilywatt @meatgrinderminefield, and @imogenkol 💕

Tag List

@apepthehero @bi-force-1 @imogenkol @euryalex @inafieldofdaisies @g0dspeeed @socially-awkward-skeleton @chewbokachoi @amoaliquis @voidika @etherealada05 @meatgrinderminefield @omkdear @advictoriams @middlechildwhoescapedthebasement @wyllravengards @roofgeese @statichvm

[finlaena]

Fairy Ring

Nokko, based off a personal FashionFrame.

He truly is a fun guy. Play as him very rarely, but on the occasions I do he's a nice change of pace.

That said, if I never ever have to hear "roots 'n fruits" and "syzygy" again, I will die peacefully.

[achillesinhighheels]

Edvard Munch, Women on the Beach, 1898

[puppymouf-deactivated20260111]

"reblog if mutuals can dm you!" my mutuals could kidnap me and i'd be like yay! yayayay yippee woo yeah!!

[harbingerofjoy]

Peepaw Hunhow being involved in Stalker stuff is so funny to me. when your troubles are 80% self-inflicted, and your dumb son who is just like you gets killed and re-animated into a nightmare, and your awesome daughter goes no-contact and keeps her adopted children away from you so you gotta find another dumb son to adopt and get involved in drama with HIS sons because deep down you just want grandchildren goddammit (but you tried to kill your daughter's kids one too many times so those bridges are currently burned </3 bummer)

[roatheslittlepet]

Drifter: Sit down, i'm gonna torture you now

Roathe, smirking: Kinky.

Drifter: I think you're sweet and beautiful.

Roathe: What-

Drifter: You deserve to be cared for.

Roathe: Stop, now-

Drifter: Your feelings are valid and deserve to be heard.

Roathe: I need a safe word!!!!

[imogenkol]

— WIP THURSDAY

I was tagged by the always lovely @kyberinfinitygems and @lilywatt thank you!! 💕💕💕

for once it isn’t Bix that’s awake and suffering in the middle of the night 😔

Bix came to consciousness just enough to flip herself over onto her left side for a more comfortable position. Before she slipped back into slumber, her blurred vision caught the shadowed image of Imogen sitting upright at the edge of the bed. Bix blinked clarity into her eyes for a moment to confirm the abnormal sight, noting Imogen’s slightly hunched posture and the very subtle sway of her body. Usually, Bix was the one awake and troubled at odd hours. 

“Hey,” Bix softly called, her voice raspy with sleep. She reached out and dragged her hand down her lover’s back. Imogen managed not to visibly startle, but Bix felt her muscles tense briefly under her unexpected touch. “What’s going on? Why are you awake?” 

Imogen glanced over her shoulder, flashing a reassuring smile as she shook her head. “It is nothing to concern yourself with, darling.”

Unconvinced, Bix asked “What are you doing?”

“I was just…” Imogen shook her head again and her gaze fell. That’s when Bix noticed her hand resting on her left thigh, fingers digging into the flesh right above where her cybernetic limb ended. “Uh…” She shut her eyes tightly as if she didn’t remember what she was about to say before she sighed. “Thirsty.”

While she had always been able to tell when Imogen was lying, the way she stammered over the weak explanation was so uncharacteristic that any lingering drowsiness fogging Bix’s mind quickly grew into alarm. Bix pushed herself up and leaned towards her, reaching out to place her hand on top of Imogen’s. When she barely reacted to their contact, Bix looked down at how rigid and unrelenting her lover’s grip was on her own leg. Then she understood. “You’re in pain.”

It took a few measured breaths for Imogen to respond, which only confirmed Bix’s guess. “It is nothing.”

“But you’re–”

“It will pass.”

Bix knew her leg would ache sometimes, but she thought it only happened whenever Imogen exerted herself. They hadn’t done anything strenuous recently and she had never seen Imogen awake in the middle of the night wracked with pain. It made her fear that something was wrong. 

She brushed her thumb over Imogen’s knuckles. “Has it ever happened like this before?”

Imogen nodded stiffly. “Not often. And not in a while.”

“There’s a stim in the medkit. I can go grab it.”

“I’m not sure that will be of much use for this particular ailment.”

“How long will it last?” Bix felt her chest tighten when Imogen gave a halfhearted shrug. In an attempt to soothe however she could, she kissed Imogen’s shoulder and rested her chin there. “You’re not getting any sleep tonight, are you?”

“I do not know,” Imogen answered through a strained whisper, tilting her head to rest it wearily against Bix’s. 

tag list (ask to be added or removed!): @inafieldofdaisies @socially-awkward-skeleton @captastra @nokstella @veneskaa @strangefable @g0dspeeed @euryalex @cassiemuldon @vocedellamorte @jaeheydaris @galfrey @voidika @kyberinfinitygems @pinkfey @aceghosts @poetikat @simonxriley @risingsh0t @katsigian @loriane-elmuerto @d-esmond @jackiesarch @quantum-lovers @shellibisshe @gabriellelioncourt @e-the-village-cryptid