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character headcanon generator !
use the generator to generate headcanons for your muse, and post 5—10 results that you agree with!
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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(okay let me preface this with the fact that i CANNOT draw to save my life but after watching these friggin nerds this morning, i had to. oh and this one gets an honorable mention. just because.)
@leftlore sent ; " for future reference, you probably want to keep all that to yourself. " from anna to bendy !
from some fuckass starter call i forgot
BENDY ONLY CHORTLES IN RESPONSE, feeling all too smug with himself. Honestly, the whole thing was just so funny he had to brag - for once it wasn't on purpose! Things just sorta spiraled, but it was so funny - even if it did result in minor property damage. Even if the nasty look the guard gave after the whole explanation gave him the feeling they didn't agree.
"Ain't you the queen? What're they gonna do, arrest us? Besides, it was an honest accident - even if it was a real funny one! I hope yer poor dress survived that, we did an awful lotta runnin."
Seeing Jiminy Cricket pop up on my dash just now gave me whiplash I think. Suddenly, Charlie is also wanting to revive an old feud which… I feel isn’t great.
❛ I will bite you if you continue this behavior. ❜ / huge feemor moment
──✶absolute shit starters
"Go ahead and try." Obi-Wan is wearing enough armor to feel confident. Their lineage does not make empty threats. "All you'll be doing is stooping to my level."
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The woman had an air about her, something wasn't quite "right" about her but she didn't see wholly evil either. She just simply....was. She had left the cantina moments ago with a man on her arm and breezed past Obi-Wan with a nod of recognition on her way out. She returned now, alone, no sign of the man as she walked to the bar and returned to her seat, waving over the bartender and spreading out some credits casually. "A Chandrilan Blue '439..." She paused and made a gesture that seemed to gain the attention of the room. "And a round for the house on me." She sipped her glass of wine as everyone scrambled to order drinks, sliding a few more credits across the bar as she enjoyed the chaos with a serene smile. @leftlore
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"Woah... there's being that can fly?" Drake was quite astounded that Birdie's Raven was perched on a tree, seeming to watch for danger as if. His head tilted lightly as the young Merfolk placed his webbed fingers onto the bark on the base of the tree. Drake had only SOME stories of fairytales when he was read to bed back home under the sea. Mainly about dragons. But this? This was all the more interesting so small and simple could soar the skies. In a way, Drake wished he could fly. Wouldn't it be so odd for a being from depths under could soar the winds?
He turns to Birdie who he had met along his travels on the nature's roads. He shouldn't be so open with himself when there were people who would've KILLED to poach his scales. His small fangs gleam in excitement. "Wait, wait! So, is it possible for landwalkers to fly too?" Drake had to know! He wanted to see them flap their arms or something just like her raven! "I wanna fly one day too! But Merfolk can't. Cause they can't breathe air." Drake chuckled sheepishly. Maybe a magic spell one day could help him achieve his dream.
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Everyone is asleep... good. He figured now would be the better time to finally sneak out of the vents he's found himself in. He had to hurry and snag whatever food is on the Normandy. He knows he'd have to scarf down what was left out on the mess hall kitchen table since someone forgot to put it away. Another man's trash is another man's treasure as the humans say. Drake's eyes scan back and forth. No one is on this floor, it would seem. Good. There's some sort of meaty smell pushing through his mask filters. It was a mixture of the clothe of the suit, the metallic of the mask and the food.
Drake as ever so sneakily and quietly as he could pushed himself from under the floor vent. His heart racing a thousand miles a minute. If someone caught him doing this, he's going to be in a FUCK TON of trouble from trespassing. Of course, he doesn't even REALIZE what kind of ship he's on, but he didn't care. The straggler's stomach was dying for some sort of food. He'd risk it for sickness later from being exposed to the bacteria in the air. Medi-Gel could be found anywhere at this point.
"Easy now... Easyyyy..." The child muttered as he would climb onto the chair of the stool unsure WHAT kind of meat it is, but now wasn't the time to be picky. He'd clean the suit gloves later. Digging his hands around the left-out meat (the chef probably went to go take a piss or smoke break or something). He begins to stuff it into an arm bag pocket. Its greasy texture didn't exactly help Drake's case. It's either the arm bag being messy or him starving. It's an obvious choice.