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omg thank you @natesofrellis for this amazing moodboard for Rhea 😍🥰! I am in awe of the pictures and the gif! It’s absolutely her in every way 💗💗💗! I could look at this forever!!

I was tagged by the wonderful @natesofrellis and @thomrainer to do this oc interview. Thank you! 💜

Tagging @playstationmademe @nightwingshero @sstewyhosseini @chuckhansen @hoesephseed @echo3-1 @leviiackrman @cameoninja and anyone else that wants to do it!!!

Went with Liz's canon verse and the one and only Simon "Ghost" Riley is the interviewer. Because she would tell everyone to fuck off and Price wouldn't care either way. I also thought it would be cute to have him interview her.

Name?

"Elizabeth Anne Walker or shall I say Liz Riley! No one calls me Elizabeth and I prefer going by Liz anyways."

Are you single?

"I don't know Simon? Am I single?"

Simon: "No, we're married." He chucked. "Silly."

Are you happy?

"Probably for the first time in my life, I can truly say that I am."

☀️ - Did they both want children/How many children did they want? 

Joseph wants children, at least three. Having a big family is important to him. Ava has mixed feelings about having children, but Joseph has plenty of ways and time to bring her round to his idea since he knows what's best for them both.

🌹 - Who initiated the first kiss? 

Ava did. Joseph has always gone in with those half kisses against her face or corner of her mouth but Ava was the driving force to actually kiss him after them dancing around it.

❄️ - Who worries about the other the most? 

Joseph worries about Ava, she's very fragile, has anger problems and a penchant for going off the rails. He worries both for her well being and also for the state of the camp when he comes home—she's not allowed to be unsupervised around Faith... there's been too many incidents.

💋 - Who is more rough with the kissing stuff? 

i rb-ed that more as a "writing promts to save for later/when i need the insp" but i am more than happy to fill a specific one pitched my way! Thank you!

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“I know you probably hate me right now,” Jacob says, settling his weight on the rocks and resigning himself to dying on the side of a mountain. “And I get it.” 

I hate me too, goes loudly unsaid. It hangs heavily in the air between them despite the howling wind. 

“Well, fuck. Christ, Jacob,” Sybille sighs. “I sure as Hell can’t say I ain’t angry.” 

🌼 Write a short drabble from your OCs POV meeting their LI (or if they don’t have a love interest, their best friend. If you don’t want to do a drabble, describe their first meeting instead!)

In a corner of the stairwell less than ten inches away from her heel, a crushed spider is cringing erratically between the static grey fibers of the carpet, flanked by its own furry white eggs; surrounded by family in its death throes like a convalescent in a hospital drama. 

Faith winces, trotting shakily as far away from the little scene as she can get. She doesn’t stop until her bare feet are teetering over the edge of the top stair, the fragments of honey colored nail polish flashing on her toes as they flex. She grips the railing with one hand and hugs herself with the other, holding the wool of her nightshirt closer against the stale chill of the basement. 

Of her current situation, absolutely nothing is allowed. Up past bedtime, up past lockout hours, trespassing in the boy’s dormitory, trespassing in the staff areas, all while wearing clothes that don’t belong to her; Faith tore her own pajamas on an exposed nail, playing tag ten minutes before lights out one energetic night last month. She went to Gabriela in tears, and instead of telling her to go fess up the older girl spat out her gum and laid a pilly old Donald Duck nightshirt in her arms.

It smelled like talc when she first got it. Now, all Faith can smell is dust. Every light in the stairwell is half dead, but it’s darkest at the foot of the stairs, an old cross on the wall and a wooden door encroached upon by shadows. 

Faith swallows as she stares downwards, a faint ache in the back of her throat. Just as her mind turns to weighing the pros and cons of going back to sleep and trying the door, it begins to open. She stops breathing, going stiff like she can disappear into the wall like a chameleon; a boy around her age pokes his shaggy head out.

He’s as pale as glue, peering up at her with eyes so wide she can make out their blue color from here. He looks her up and down once, and then speaks. 

“What’s up?” He asks hastily in the loudest whisper he can muster.

“Nothing. Nothing’s wrong. I didn’t think anyone was here.”

The boy blinks. “What do you want?” 

Faith takes a deep breath for what feels like the first time in ages. She has an answer, but for some reason, it’s hiding under her tongue. 

Lucky for her, he provides one. “You want an ice cream sandwich?” 

It’s the best thing she could hear in the moment; against herself, she smiles, taking a few steps down the stairs. “Thank you.”

“Walk quietly.” He hisses, even as the door creaks dangerously, opening further to signal her admittance to the kitchen. It’s only then that she realizes there’s a white spot on his chin, and as soon as she does, he’s wiping it. 

“Thank you.” She mutters again. “I missed dinner.” The boy’s arm extends as he opens the door all the way; they don’t creak when you swing them fast, you only have to remember not to let them hit the wall. His head jerks, stuck between a nod and a shake. “That’s okay, it was awful. C’mon.” 

☀️ What makes your OC genuinely happy? A person, an item, their hobby? Where is the place they’re happiest, or most at home? What is the happiest they’ve ever been?

Faith loves the early early morning, before anyone else has woken up. She was very young, like five or six, when she started getting up at dawn every so often as a coping mechanism for the general chaos and lack of control in her life, and never fully stopped. As a kid, she rarely had a problem making her first class on time, though she didn’t necessarily stay for the whole school day.

As long as the driver’s someone she trusts, she loves to ride in the back of trucks; she appreciates the sense of freedom that comes with driving in general (palpatine.ironic.jpg,) and whatever struggles with self image she’s had were always soothed a bit by the tattoo of the calla lily on her arm.

🔥 If your OC known for having temper tantrums? If not, what gets them really angry? What makes their blood BOIL? Is there anyway to calm them down or are they unstoppable? What are they like when they’re angry? Do they take it out on their loved ones?

Faith… well, she doesn’t walk through life an angry woman, but she's not incapable of a good bitch out when she’s feeling vulnerable/slighted. Being deliberately ignored probably gets to her in a major way. Given her tendency of shoving down her emotions, if she does have an outburst, it’s likely to be short, but highly unexpected, the polar opposite of a young Joseph’s drawn out highs and lows.

For most of her life, Faith wore a golden Our Lady of Guadalupe necklace. Her father bought it before she was born in a pawn shop in California, and left it behind when he left the family. When she was seventeen, someone snatched it out of her beauty bag while she was sleeping. When she woke up and found it gone, she freaked out, got in a slap-and-scratch fight with one of her housemates, filed a police report that she knew damn well would go nowhere, and ended the day by going to throw rocks at a wall behind an abandoned Sears. This was part of the reason she left foster care before she had to; she just couldn’t trust the girls in her house the same way anymore. 

❤️ What would your OC’s ideal lover be like? Appearance, personality, voice? Would their family approve or would it be civil war?

“Man who goes half and half on the rent without asking” is a sentence that can make her swoon. Ideally, she’d like someone who spoke Spanish, and had a big family she could mesh with - like parents who were still together and a gaggle of cousins, not a bunch of siblings in the wind. 

Those Seed/Escajeda parents-in-law who were still alive to see their children marry were equally ambivalent, and Joseph’s brothers only ever knew her by the tattoo on his arm; in a perfect world, she and John would probably have an awkward friendliness between them, and she and Jacob could tolerate each other. He comes off as the sort of hyper-perceptive brute that would put someone like her on edge, hidden depths or not. 

🔪 Has your OC ever killed someone? Ever had to defend themselves against violence? How did this make them feel? Or, alternatively, has your OC ever attacked someone? Seen someone die?

Not really, in the main verse; she saw a girl overdose late one night in the group home when she was thirteen, but never found out if she lived or died. 

What would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare?

not make a big deal out of it. hold each other in comfortable silence with a reassuring kiss on the forehead and let that silence stretch for as long as it needs to

Do either try to hide their emotions if upset? Can the other still tell?

yes and yes lmao. but they never pry. they know the other will talk when they're ready, and the other knows they'll be there when they are

Who has an insatiable appetite? And what does the other do to help?

SKADI she is a bottomless pit!! blackwall luvs giving her foody gifts especially stuff that she hasn't tried before. he also gives her his leftovers.

What’s a non verbal way they say I love you?

call me cliche but it's all in the eyes babey. that overlong, private language Look TM

aaah thank you amanda ily and miss you hope you are well!!!! def sawyer he's the only one i can think of rn

💋 How would they react to getting a kiss?

he's a smug bastard he'd be pretty chill about and probably think it was only right that anyone would kiss him. as if, it was meant to happen.

⚡ What mythological god would you associate with your OC?

oh i'd have to go with Hermes. really no need to explain it at all, but could absolutely be seen at the cults messenger.

🔪 (More than one OC) If your all of your OCs played among us, who'd be the best imposter? And who'd be the worst?

between the fc ocs, the best would be sawyer but maybe theo?? i feel she'd be good at it but the worst is honestly nathaniel lets go he'd get caught right away.

🍺 If your OC drinks, what is their go to alcohol?