#scientist character

My micro biologist child, Elda Feyre!

Elda has been working with her mother in a government facility to uncover the ancient alien technology’s biological component. She and her mother tested the technology first on Wren (unwillingly on Elda’s part) which the technology rejected. Since the technology’s connection to Reese and Jun, Elda has been tasked with running diagnostics on the two girls, and learning the reason the technology connected to the people it did as opposed to others.

Elda is incredibly pragmatic and level headed. She has a secret desire to prove herself, however, both as a woman (she’s trans), and in her work. This drives her to work exceptionally hard at her craft. She also has some underlying conflict between her and her mother, as they run into ideological differences. Elda and Wren are childhood best friends.

Anyway, that’s Elda.

Sylu is our next magical girl!

Scientist characters oh how I love you <3 Artfight revenge for @labdweller !

They drew Doc (amazingly) and I have to revenge anyone who attacks my favorite stinker <3

CW: Gore, blood, psychotic character is psychotic, etc. I don't endorse cutting people open (obviously), this is a character study.

Don't read if you're squeamish.

He's not "mad". He's not even misunderstood; he just hates zombies.

There will never be enough words to describe how much he HATES them.

(The one in the green was drawn in February, the scientist was drawn a week ago)

Father's love

William Anderson wasn’t a good person. He knew that and had had made his peace with it. He had done horrible things.

Will was also a father. And if he said so himself, a rather devoted on at that. There was nothing he loved more than his daughter. Not his ex wife when they had still been a couple, not his work, not even science in its totality. He had loved her cute little baby smile and the was she stumbled now as an infant. He loved her relentless curiosity and the way she wanted to try everything, no matter how much it terrified him at times. 

He loved his daughter. And because he loved her he had been ready to fight for custody at the divorce, even if in the end her mother hadn't put up a fight, had even seemed happy for their daughter to stay with him for the most part. A choice that was highly questionable, considering she knew well what kind of person Will was. What he made his money with. 

Will had tried to stop doing the hands on jobs for a while. Tried sticking to inventing and creating the occasional weapon for old contacts to use against Heroes. But children were expensive and so was a mortgage for the house he had bought when he had still been together with Ada's mother. And legal science the field to pay only semi-well. And as much as he enjoyed Programming it was not something he could stick to on it's own, or it turn out pay for every necessity. So he started to get back into the business. Only on few half time jobs, if you could call it that and more as an advisor a planer someone crashing the gadgets, to most of the things one could do at home. He could hardly leave his daughter alone at home and even if he had started bringing her to kindergarten she got old enough, which was an other thing he had to pay for.

So Will didn't go clean. He couldn't and he didn't really want to. He liked the work, being able to experiment with out having to beg for funding and know the Oh so mighty hero's form their pedestal a bit. The same way he always had. But he did his best to take less risks, to stay more in the shadows than he had before. Hell, he had even forced himself to network more, to broaden his contacts beyond the few trusted allies he got. Hade gotten something like a network together. That was risky in its own way, also really exhausting at times, but it kept him in buissnes, and also gave him a way to keep active with out having to be at the front lines.

As long as it made it possible to stay close to his daughter to keep his beautiful Ada save and give her a better childhood thank he had had he was happy. Beeing gable to give her A save home. Books about the things that interested her, currently she loved stories about trains and the mechanics of them. And maybe could put some money aside for her wen she was older. 

Note:

an other text that is only fitting for the prompt if you see it broaudly.

But I really wanted to explore Ada's dad more, Or at least ada's story, And I kind of think I did a decent job at it. There is of cause more I could only allude to, don't know yet or like didn't fit the text. I'm just getting to know the Anderson Family at the moment.

Also the prompt didn't fit ada herself as well.

Hope you liked it!

[Content warning!! fem reader, pussy spanks, cigarette ash, oral, pushed in a weird mating press position]

A firm spank is landed on your sopping cunt, the shudder that racks through your body feels euphoric. Rishima, with a cigarette in hand, is sitting on your legs, that are pushed against your chest.

"Easy access" is what she said.

Her drenched folds just a breath away from your face. With a flick of her finger the ash on her cigarette meets your sensitive thigh. You jolt at the burning sensation before it's quickly brushed away with nimble fingers. She leans down licking along your skin, pressing a sweet kiss on the burned area and moving to give a firmer one to your swollen clit, like a silent apology.

She did it on purpose.She glides her tongue over your opening before circling your aching bud. Building up her speed she laps at your twitching clit, guiding a single digit inside your sopping walls to find that exact spot that has you squirming and writhing under her. Pleasure builds your skin prickles, you feel a sensation pool at your abdomen. She abruptly pulls herself away from you, landing a harsh spank on your core. Your body clenches up as blissful ecstasy shoots throughout your twitching form.

"tsk"

Your moan was cut off by Rishima pushing her sopping core onto your face, grinding her essence over your awaiting mouth. She strips it away by taking her original position.

"You weren't supposed to cum yet."

"You're not getting another one until you beg."

-🍄

(I don't remember if I read anywhere that she smokes, but her reference photos have shown it, so I'm only assuming she does!)

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ verse 781 rishima

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍮 ꒱scientist x reader, ⊹ ۪

of course she was harsh, it's what she was known best for — especially when it came to taming you.

“r-rishi please -”

“ah.”

she'd tut, flicking your throbbing clit and holding your thigh down firmly when you try to chase after her hand with desperate bucks.

“address me properly.”

“s-sorry mommy,”

“there we go,” her dry chuckle made you whine as her fingers skillfully started stroking along your slit. bringing you to the edge if only to deny you.

she'd lean down, kiss all over your chest and even press her lips to yours after inhaling a puff of smoke. pouring it into your own mouth as her fingers sloppily finger you.

your whines and whimpers would only spur her on. and as you buck, plead for release. she'd only glance down at you after messily parting from your lips.

“oh don't think you're off the hook,” she murmurs, withdrawing her fingers and loving the way you cry for her.

another smack to your poor, sopping pussy.

“I said beg, doll.”

....

Oh..?

Oh! FINALLY!

After all of these attempts at making a machine to do this, I've finally done it!