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Send an “Ѡ” for my muse’s reaction to being sent accidental nudes.

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Name:

Sionmo Semiazas Dawnflare. Giving her a middle name after a dead person was probably a bad omen, but she’s still alive — as alive as someone half reaper can be — anyway.

Gender:

Fluid.

General appearance:

Usually, she has her hair in braided pigtails past her shoulders. She has Amos’ eyes, even if it’s fairly easy to change them to black or gold; fairly pale skin; and she’s quite short.

Personality:

Blunt. Mostly because she’s never understood boundaries — she’s fairly vicious when she feels cornered, whether it’s a genuine danger or not, as well. She cries easily, even if she tries her best to conceal it with anger a lot of the time. When she’s able to keep her head, though, she tends to be quick witted, and entirely willing to use her rank in any way she can if necessary.

Special talents:

She’s especially good at staring at people. She’s good at using swords, daggers, her nails, whatever sharp objects she can get her hands on — being As’ meant a free pass to cling to the entire council of Hell, and most importantly, Lilith, and being Amos’ meant she had him to help her. And however many reapers other than Gawain and Meibe would — she doesn’t tend to give anyone much of a choice if she wants them to anyway. Aside from fighting, though, she’s good at braiding her own hair. Amos’, not so much, but she tries.

Who they like better:

Amos. As she put it when she was younger, he can do the cool braids. Though, As is warm.

Who they take after more:

As, probably. She’s far more headstrong than either of them, though — Lilith and Meibe influenced her a fair bit, if only because she did something like idolize them both for years.

Personal headcanon:

She makes Andras teach her magic, or at least, she likes to think of it like that. All she wants to do is learn the ‘hardcore spells' if only to impress people.

1: What’s your OCs favorite color?

He’s fond of any shade of blue, really. It depends what mood he’s in.

3: What’s your OCs favorite food?

It tends to change every few months — he’s liked chicken caesar salad for a while, though.

10: What is your OCs favorite outfit?

He wears suits a lot — still. He likes it better whenever he has an excuse to just be wearing a dressing gown.

18: What kind of underwear does your OC wear?

Anything that looks expensive. He’s fairly fond of this kind, especially.

21: Who is your OCs best friend?

He’s not fond of having to choose just one. A lot of people he’d consider are dead anyway. It happens.

24: What does your OC smell like?

When he isn’t masking it with cologne — smoke, or more specifically, firewood. It tends to be an underlying scent anyway.

30: What does your OC choose to do about the, er, hair down there?

It depends. He tends to just leave it unless someone he’s with at the time asks him to do anything else.

36: What turns your OC on?

For the most part, it’s just generic things. Aside from that, though, he likes having his back rubbed far too much. And having his fingers chewed on, however obscure it is.

38: Does your OC have any pets?

Hellhounds. And a kitten, thanks to Amos.

44: What color eyes does your OC have?

His human form has ridiculously blue ones. Still, his are amber, gold, whatever you want to call it.

50: Does your OC cry easily?

Very. Even if most of the time it’s more out of panic than anything else, he doesn’t like people not being happy with him. Being shocked can trigger it too.

59: What is the first thing that someone would notice about your OC?

Name:

It took a while to be able to decide on one, but Ariel solved that when she not-so-metaphorically crashed in and insisted they be named after her. Milton works as a last name on Earth; Dawnflare for in Hell.

Gender:

Agender. For now, at least. It tends to be relatively fluid.

General appearance:

The amount of eye colors they have is something near ridiculous; aside from that, though, they’re fairly tall for their age, with a somewhat tamer version of Gawain’s hair. They don’t have knives braided into theirs, no matter how much he thinks they should. There’s nothing particularly distinctive about their appearance, really.

Personality:

It can change very quickly. They can go from copying Sephiel and being a bowl of sunshine, to a somewhat crueler version of Amaymon’s jokes, to breaking somebody’s nose in the playground. It depends on the person.

Special talents:

Fighting, speeches — even if they’re an eight year old’s version of them — growling. It comes with the lineage. They have a somewhat lesser version of pyrokinesis specified to hellfire; at least, it’s far easier to control. Nobody’s actually sure if they inherited the death touch or not.

Who they like better:

It depends, honestly. Amaymon’s the one who usually gives them more sweets than he should and lets them get away with the most, but James reading to them is nice. Mostly, it has to do with what mood they’re in. As a general rule, though, Sephiel.

Who they take after more:

It’s difficult to say. Most predominantly, Amaymon, on good days — Gawain on bad ones. They tend to emulate him and just sit there growling if they’re in a bad mood. They also have violent tendencies, although that might be more from Satan and Death being their grandparents rather than him.

Personal headcanon:

They’ve broken into Lucifer’s office to set his paperwork on fire a fair few times. It’s mainly encouraged by Agares and Amaymon laughing at it. Satan is never happy.

Name:

Zalochah Dawneater.

Gender:

Polygender.

General appearance:

Tall, for their age, though it’s doubtless going to slow down ; dark skin ; a lot of eye colors, considering the species. They’re fairly skinny, and often sickly, but it happens when you’re something like 1/4 Death, 1/4 Satan, half angel and still have a soul.

Personality:

Surprisingly sombre considering her parents. What seemed to cancel out in Sephiel and Ariel didn’t do so in her — although it might just be because of what she is. It’s not exactly the easiest existence, even if on occasion she shows some sort of childlike innocence.

Special talents:

Singing. Not even that — most of the time they’re too shy and just hum instead. They like to create things that they think are pretty, even if other people don’t think so.

Who they like better:

Neither or both. Really, it changes a lot. They like to cling to both of them some of the time, not talk to anybody at others, and are never exactly happy when one of their parents can’t come and hug them if they want it.

Who they take after more:

It depends. In some areas, Ariel - Sephiel in others. They’re not particularly like either of them, but if they try to be optimistic a lot of the time, it’s because of the latter.

Personal headcanon:

Maybe it’s because of how often they get ill, but they’ve somehow decided they want to follow Sephiel and be a healer of some kind. Uphir’s nice enough to them, anyway, but it tends to happen when what seems like half of your childhood is spent with someone.