Hello, everybody! Welcome to the 2022 oc pride challenge! Before we start, I must say this; randomestfandomâs helped with this challenge as the planning began months ago, but this is the LAST time Maddie will have anything to do with this blog or these challenges. I have now enlisted the help of people I consider much more trustworthy and welcoming for future challenges; @reyskestisâ and @juliaswickcrsâ. Now letâs get onto more fun things, the actual challenge... after the rules;
Rules
Do not steal other peoples edits!
Be kind to everyone!
Tag #opc2022 to get your edits reposted on this blog!
Donât tag any edits not related to the challenge with that.
This is for LGBTQIA+ ocs only... thatâs why itâs the pride challenge.
WEEK ONE: IDENTITIES
Day One: Gay Day
Make something for a gay oc!
Day Two: Lesbian Day
Make something for a lesbian oc!
Day Three: Bi Day
Make something for a bisexual and/or biromantic oc!
Day Four: Poly Day
Make something for an oc who is polysexual and/or polyamorous oc!
Day Five: Pan Day
Make something for a pansexual and/or panromantic oc!
Day Six: Aro/Ace Day!
Make something for an oc on the aromantic and/or asexual oc!
Day Seven: Gender Day
Make something for an oc who is not cis!
Day Eight: Queer
Make something for an oc who is queer that does not fall under one of these labels, or any label at all!
WEEK TWO: PROMPTS
Day Nine: Girlfriend
Make something for an oc using the world girlfriend! A queer ocs first girlfriend? A quote with the word? A song with the word? Some cute girlfriends?
Day Ten: Boyfriend
Make something for an oc using the word boyfriend! A queer ocs first boyfriend? Some cute boyfriends? A quote with the word? A song with the word?
Day Eleven: Lover
Hey, maybe your oc doesnât go by any gendered terms or maybe their love interest doesnât, so use the word lover for this day!
Day Twelve: Friend
Love is not always romantic, especially because not everybody wants romance (and/or sex) in their life, some love is platonic! Make something using the word friend!
Day Thirteen: Family
Family, it can be a blessing or a curse. It can be blood or it can be chosen. Whatever the situation, use this word to make an edit for one of your ocs and their family!
Day Fourteen: Almost
Oh, what couldâve been... the most tragic things are the things that ended before they really started. An almost romance, an almost friendship... make something using the world almost!
Day Fifteen: Pride
This is the pride challenge, so of course we have to bring back this word prompt!
WEEK THREE (16th--2nd): QUEER ARTISTS
Itâs queer artist week! Make something for an oc using a queer artist inspiration! Love Troye Sivan? Heâs gay! Kehlani? Lesbian! Laith Ashley? Trans! Dove Cameron? Queer! Demi Lovato? Non-binary! Itâs time to show off your favorite queer artists!
WEEK FOUR (23rd--29th): AU WEEK!
Make some aus for your ocs! Your oc as a character they relate to? Your queer oc ship as another ship? A time travel au? Itâs time for ocs to take a trip to another universe!
DAY THIRTY: APPRECIATION!
Today is all about appreciating others and their ideas! Make something for someone elseâs queer oc, or make something for a crossover between your queer oc and another queer oc!
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Prompt: âI wonât be good company.â âDoesnât matter.â
 It started at the Kid heist.
Like always, the taskforce treated Edogawa Conan as a child. A rather intelligent child that they occasionally turned to for advice on catching the elusive phantom thief, but a seven year old child nonetheless. It hurt, it always did. Conanâs most important secret was that he was actually ten years older than that; his real name was Kudo Shinichi, and he was a high school detective. If he had been able to be in his real body, they would have known, wouldnât have treated him like this⌠and it wouldnât have hurt so much.
But he smiled and pitched his voice to seem more child-like, and gave hints and figured out Kidâs plan, how he was disguised as Masumi (a truly risky idea), and they played their game, their battle of wits, all while the walls inside Conanâs mind felt like they were collapsing, squeezing, choking him, because it all hurt just too much for him to handle sometimes.
Of course, on the rooftop, Kaitou Kid noticed.
âTantei-kun, a truly brilliant deduction,â Kid started. âBut are you alright?â
âOf course I am,â Conan replied, a bit startled that Kid had noticed. But of course, Kid was intelligent, and perhaps Conan wasnât as good at hiding secrets as he thought he was, with his rather vulnerable emotional state at the moment.
Kid opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it, studying Conan. Stop, stop, please stop, chanted a small voice in the faux childâs head, and Conan himself was unsure what exactly he wanted to stop: Kidâs analyzing, his impending mental breakdown, or perhaps just⌠everything. If he could go back to being Kudo Shinichi, then⌠He tried to stop these emotions from flashing across his face, but he wasnât sure he succeeded.
âTake deep breaths, tantei-kun,â Kid said softly. There was clear concern in his expression. He crouched down to reach Conanâs height. âItâs okay to let it out.â
âNo, itâs not,â he hissed. âYou donât understand what itâs like for me.â
Kid paused, then said, âYouâre right, I donât know what itâs like to be trapped in a body smaller than it should be. But I do understand what itâs like to keep secrets. Thatâs part of this, right? You donât like lying to your friend Mouri-san, and everyone else youâve known as a teenager. You donât like lying to the people who didnât know you even before this happened. I feel the same way. I have a close friend, but I can never tell her Iâm Kid.â The thief pulled a smile. âI guess you can say I understand you a bit, huh?â He leaned over and hugged Conan.
The little detective stiffened, then allowed himself to relax in the magicianâs hold. âYeah⌠the lying is part of it. And of course, the fact that I shrunk⌠Iâm never seen as what I actually am. It just hurts so much, and I want to tell them, but I canât, because if they find outâŚâ He shivered. âI donât understand how Haibara can deal with this but I canât. Doesnât she hate it too? Being called a brat when sheâs actually around ten years older?â
âShe might,â Kid replied. âShe just deals with it differently than you do, perhaps. Or sheâs better at hiding it. Have you ever let her see you like this?â
No, Conan thought.
âIf you havenât, then maybe sheâs even the same as you. You canât jump to conclusions.â Kid continued. âYou might not be alone. You can talk to her about this.â
âI kinda do,â Conan muttered. âI ask her to give me temporary antidotes.â
Kid sighed. âThatâs not really talking to her about it. But if youâd rather talk to someone else, Iâm here for you.â
Conan fought down the warm feeling blooming inside his chest at those words. âHow can you be here for me? I only see you at heists, and itâs not even for long.â
A distant shout of âKAITOU KID!â in Nakamoriâs voice supported this.
âThen youâll just have to visit me, huh?â Kid grinned. âAre you okay now, tantei-kun?â
â...yeah, I think I am.â It wasnât a lie this time. His brief conversation with Kid did help, and the idea that he wasnât alone⌠it made him smile slightly. Not much, he didnât want the thief to get smug.
âWell then,â Kid said, standing up. âIâm afraid I have to take my leave.â He tossed the stolen jewel at Conan, who caught it. âThis is not the jewel I am looking for, so please return it to the kind inspector. And,â He handed Conan a card. âIâll be there whenever you need me.â With that, he opened his hang glider and soared into the night sky just as Nakamori and a few more officers busted their way onto the roof.
After handing the jewel to Nakamori, hearing Masumi rage about the thief once again using her face, and returning home with Ran, Conan read the note Kid had left him. It was an address, a phone number, and a name.
Kuroba Kaito.
Conan smiled. âThank you,â he whispered, before getting ready to go to sleep.