I wanted to write down more info about her because she's one of my fave OCs and this game is so lovely, but it appears that the demo has been taken down.

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unfinished kiss scene

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Faith of Gods

Their eyes are on her lips.Their eyes are on her lips and they aren’t looking away. She’s pretty sure they hadn’t meant to look there, they hadn’t meant to linger, not in the midst of the discussion about why they can’t and how they don’t want to do this — but it’s happened anyway. Their own lips part, an inhale like they’re about to say something, but nothing comes out, and their jaw snaps shut again.Their eyes are still on her lips.“Sol…?”There’s a blush blooming on their ears as they watch her mouth move, watch her throat move as she swallows against the sudden dryness of her tongue. She wants to ask them what they’re doing, why they won’t look at her eyes, but another, much louder part of her just wants to see what happens next. It makes her quiet, calm, and she remembers the time she and Sol had been out by the lake and a group of deer had come out of the woods. They’d sat together watching them slowly get closer, eased by their quiet, by their stillness, until a fawn had been curiously sniffing at her hair, and they’d both been giggling. It’s the same quiet now, the urge not to startle, the fear that one wrong move will send them running away, forever just out of her reach.She’s afraid to break them, to break what they have — but she can’t help the part of her that wants to all the same.That familiar, pained pinch is back between their brows, but their eyes don’t move as they let out a shaky sigh. Their hands settle on her knees — bracing themselves or to keep her still, she’s not sure — and they squeeze gently as they mumble a word. Just one word.“Phae…”Her hands settle over theirs on her legs, and they take in another shuddering, halting breath. There’s something unfamiliar swimming in their dark eyes, a desire, a wanting, that she doesn’t know what to do with. She can see the gears turning in their mind, the warring within themself. One part of them obviously wants to stop this, to pull away and put that careful wall between them back where it always is — but another part is desperate to give in. To cross that line that they’ve both been so careful not to cross.She can see it there, even as they press their forehead against hers and squeeze their eyes shut. They don’t want her to stop — not completely. A part of them wants to keep going, to take that last step, that last leap of faith, to ruin their friendship, crush it, shatter it, burn it, until all that’s left is ash and dust to be scattered in the breeze.Hesitantly, Phaedra lets herself lean in just a little, tilting her head until their noses brush against each other, Sol’s breath hot as it washes over her mouth. Their fingers are almost clawing at her thighs now, and she runs her thumbs across the back of them soothingly, running over the little jagged scars that crisscross what would be — should be — soft skin. Their breath hitches in their throat, coming a little faster now.“Don’t,” they whisper. Their voice is pained and soft, and even as they mumble this into her lips like a prayer, they do nothing to stop her, to pull away.In fact, their hands slide upwards on her legs, forehead pressing harder to hers as they lean against her. The first delicate brush of her lips against theirs has both of them trembling, and it’s not like this is the first for either of them but she thinks it might as well be, the way her whole body feels like it’s about to start shaking like a leaf. She tilts her head, lips parting, trying to find just the right angle so that their lips can fit together like matching puzzle pieces. Her lower lip catches on theirs briefly, and their lips fall parted as hers drags theirs downward.And then she kisses them, closing that last tiny gap, slotting their lower lip between hers as she does.And they kiss her back.Both of them take a breath in through their noses as their lips press together, something intimate about the shared breath between them. The kiss breaks a moment later, but neither of them pull away, and — like they always do, because they are Sol and Phae, and they are never long without the other — they come back together again, this kiss a little more solid, a little more sure.A rhythm starts without either of them really meaning to, she thinks. It’s as natural as breathing, to tilt her head, adjust the angle, switch to kissing their top lip instead, because it deserves her kisses just as much as their lower one. It’s easy, and simple, and soft, until it isn’t. Until the heat in her cheeks is spurring her in closer, and she shifts, not pulling away, and Sol moves with her, moves closer, tilting their head as they bring their mouth back to hers, a little harder this time. Their kisses grow in intensity like a pot left to boil — a slow simmer that builds and builds and builds until there is nowhere left to go but up and over.There’s something in the way they press back against her that has her mind reeling — an unspoken emotion finally coming to light in a way that she’s not sure they’ll ever be able to tell her out loud. There’s a brief moment of hesitation when they pause, both of their mouths open and brushing each others, and she can feel the apprehension, the nervousness, in Sol’s frame before they seem to make up their mind about something and close the gap again.They make a soft, almost pained noise when she guesses at what they were thinking and her tongue meets theirs halfway.The next opening of their mouth against hers is wider this time, both of them tilting their heads, curious tongues slipping against each other, and it sends a hot shock of pleasure down her spine, turns into a shiver and a quiet whimper. The thought of being here like this — of doing this — with Sol is enough to have her melting against them, skin flushed, heart pounding a quick, fluttering rhythm in her chest.Unbidden, memories of nights alone in her room come to mind, cautious fingers beneath the covers, hand over her mouth to stifle any noise. She’d never meant to think about Sol those nights, but somehow it always came back to them — long, graceful fingers and their smile and…Sol’s teeth sink into her lower lip, and this time she does make a noise against their mouth — one that has them grinning against her, though she can feel them trying to stifle it, smugness too hard for them to fight back for just the briefest second.She presses closer, desperation in every inch of her, hands sliding up their arms and settling on their chest, fingers curling into their shirt as she presses herself against them, pulls them in deeper. Sol’s hands on her legs slide upward as well, one settling on her hip, the other sliding up her back until it slips into the long dark curls at the back of her head. They press gently there, urging her to kiss them deeper.“Phae, I…” they start, a mumble into her mouth in between kisses. She almost stops, wanting to hear what they have to say, because she loves listening to their voice more than she thinks they know, but rather than try to continue talking when she pauses, they only hesitate for a moment before they curse under their breath, a barely there groan, and bring their mouth back to hers.It seems that, now that the floodgates have been opened, there’s not much either of them can do to hold back any longer.Her arms slide up around their shoulders almost of their own accord, one hand tangling in their silvery hair and the other clutching at their shirt, pressing as close as she can — not close enough, never close enough — until she can almost feel their heart beating against her chest. Their arms tighten around her as well, kissing her harder, and one thought takes over her mind, loud and undeniable.She loves them.Oh, she loves them, and she always has, and she can barely breathe with the intensity of it as it rises up in her ribcage, threatening to shatter them from the inside out. She loves them more than she’s ever loved anything, would do anything just to see them laugh, to see them happy, even if just for a moment. Would do anything to keep them safe. To make them feel loved — because they are loved. They are so loved, and she only hopes that someday they will be able to guess at just how much.Sol laughs into her mouth, a startled, breathless sound, and they say their first full sentence in a while, though it’s mumbled between kisses.“Phae, you’re killin’ me here,” they laugh, still kissing her, arms squeezing around her midsection. “You’re thinkin’ so loud I don’t think I would even need you to have that token still on you. But — gods, Phae —”The last words are a groan, a plea, a prayer — a whimper. They groan against her lips as they kiss her again, hard and reverent, like they’re trying to press their own feelings into her skin in the same way she must be sending shockwaves of emotions washing over theirs.And she can’t help herself — not really — when she breaks away for just the briefest moment, watching Sol’s eyes open to look up at her blearily, confusion clear on their face. She doesn’t give them a chance to ask the question burning in their eyes, though, as she climbs into their lap, knees on the mattress on either side of their hips. Their eyes widen just a little, breath hitching in their throat as she settles into their lap, watching their face for even the slightest sign of discomfort.But there is nothing.There’s apprehension, something that looks a lot like guilt, but the second she’s actually settled, all they do is swallow thickly, arms sliding around her waist, eyes settling on her mouth. Her arms are twine around their shoulders, one hand playing with their hair soothingly. Their eyes watch the movement of her lips as she says, ever so softly, “If you want me to stop, I will.”They’re shaking their head before she’s even finished talking.“It’s…” they start, and then shake their head. “‘M selfish, Phae. Selfish ‘n rude ‘n… I—don’t want you to stop. Ever.” They’re shaking their head even more as they tilt their chin until their lips are brushing hers again, voice barely a whisper. “Never ever.”They kiss her again, sighing in what feels like relief, the way their shoulders relax, every ounce of tension in their body melting as they pull her close. She sighs with them, because they are always a mirror of each other, breathing in with them once more.“Me too,” she breathes, tilting her head the other way to kiss them again. “Want you all to myself. My Sol.”

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The Nameless

Rori

Name:	~~Rionnach~~ Rori
Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	???
Sheevra Type:	Leanhaun
Markings:	Glowing freckles
Horns:	Antlers
Romance:	Oisein

Rori's markings are one of the things that make her most stand out among the other leanhaun. While Oisien's glowing freckles flicker and glow with their mood, Rori's are more akin to the rainbow bioluminescence of a deep sea jelly. In other words, it's often quite easy to tell what she's feeling if you've known her for long enough -- so much so that she has considered getting a glamour for her spots just to avoid being too easy to read.Oisein, of course, will hear nothing of it. They love the way she looks -- monochrome with the only bits of color on her body being either the golden irises or her spots.As far as humans go, she is curious about them, and harbors no real hatred or disdain. She isn't opposed to being friends with them at all, nor does she care to go out of her way to cause them much trouble.That being said, she cannot express how happy she is that Oisein came after her on this mission, even if it got them in trouble. She's desperately in love with them, and she is glad to have them along.

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Our Life Series

Elara Isayama

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Biromantic Demisexual
Age:	25
Height:	5'4"
Romance:	Cove Holden
Step 1:	Nervous / Fond
Step 2:	Nervous / Crush
Step 3:	Relaxed / Love
Step 4:	Relaxed / Love
Job:	Marine Biologist
Who proposed?:	Cove with the half of the $20
Marriage Venue:	Poppy field
Reception:	Aquarium

Dan-Mi "Dani" Yi

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Biromantic Demisexual
Age:	N/A
Height:	5'3"
Romance:	Qiu Lin

Liora Kalman

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	25
Height:	5'5"
Romance:	Baxter Ward
Job:	Professional Ballroom Dancer

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The Passenger

Saoirse Newman

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Yes
Age:	???
Personality:	Trickster
Traits:	Magnetic / Responsive / Nonchalant
Human / Otherworldly:	Mostly Human
Essence:	100%
Friends:	Fiama, Johnny, Ara, Livvy
Romance:	Roach + Domini Horizon

Saoirse's been used on several different games now, but this universe is one of her favorites.She loves being an eldritch creature and she loves her lil eldritch lover and her cult leader partner, too.

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no words needed - roach / newman NSFW

Rowan Redfield

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	27
Race:	Human
Romance:	Johnny Escudero

Born in a city that has ceased existing on this plane of existence, Rowan escaped the borders of the pocket dimension she was born in some 7 years after the melt down purely by accident. Since then, she has made her home in St. Georges, getting a job at the local movie theatre.Experiences with the insanity of Attollo and the unearthly entity that rules those streets make her less susceptible to... well surprise with Saoirse and Roach.She is quite relaxed when the whole town gets pulled into a pocket dimension, and is on par with Horizon with her ability to handle other realities and worlds. She has even a bit of control over it. Johnny immediately accuses her of being another monster from outer space -- turns out she is just a freak from another dimension.

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The Exile

Kira Vallar

Pronouns:	she/her
Mythosi Type:	Phoenix
Weapon Type:	Daggers
Weapon Name:	Valor + Vigilance
Past Personality:	Stoic
Current Personality:	Genuine
Past Romance:	Sabir du Vaelas
Current Romance:	Vethna Mevnrael

Kira has never wanted to be a soldier.From an early age, all Kira really wanted was for her mothers to be proud of her. She wanted them to love her and she wanted to be worthy of that love -- which led her ultimately to disaster.When Marcelle forced her into the military, she never really understood why she needed to be the one doing this. Sure, she was good at it, but why couldn't she be a politician like her sister? Why did she deserve to suffer? Why wasn't she allowed to be part of the family anymore after she joined up?She would become closed off as the years went on, until she became a shell of who she was as a child. Though the soft, kind heart remained somewhere buried beneath the ice, she rarely smiled, rarely laughed, rarely showed any emotion beyond calm and collected. She was always afraid that if she showed Any emotion she might break down entirely.The Exile was a blessing in disguise. While terrifying, there was a part of her that realized she could finally be free -- that she could finally just be without having to be used as a weapon or a tool. It was the first day of a new life, and one that she took in stride.By the time Vethna found her, she was happier than she'd ever been. It radiated from her like light, and it's a light that is dwindling as the adventure goes on.

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from the heart - companion to the first art piece
at the roots - prompt challenge

Art by @vvakarians

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Andromeda Angelos

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	70-ish
Race:	Half-Elf
Romance:	Duliae Laushust

Andromeda is an aspiring archaeologist and explorer / adventurer with a specialty in studying the ancient history of the elves. When excavating a cave, she discovered a bunch of dead bodies sitting in a circle around a fire pit. One body had a note speaking of hoping that the power in a pouch the body held would 'die with them'. Andromeda expected it to be some kind of poison, and wanted to take it for further study.Unfortunately, the hired muscle she had paid to help her with the dig decided that they would poison her and take the rest of the treasures for themself.She was discovered by a local human farmer about a week later. She set sail for Gha'alia soon after, intent on finding out what exactly it was that she'd ingested.

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Laoise "Lee" Cathair

(LEE-shuh cuh-HEER)

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	27
Race:	Human
Romance:	Haron Milirose

Laoise has the canon MC background and storyline. Born and raised in Edric, she spends the majority of the game trying not to die after accidentally ingesting the Cuthintal. With Andromeda also around, though, she is not the only one with these magic powers, and finds herself struggling with an inferiority complex that she's had her whole life.Her name, Laoise, means 'light', which makes Haron's nickname of madralee very fitting.Laoise likes to go by Lee because she finds her name both too fancy and ill-fitting, as many people over the years have told her she's not pretty or smart enough to deserve it.

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Miriam Hawke

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	29
Race:	Human
Romance:	Vadeyn Milirose

Miriam comes with Andromeda to Gha'alia after finding her passed out in the cave near her family's orchard. She is just a regular ol' human (at first appearance, anyway) with no special powers to speak of, and is simply here for moral support for someone she considers a friend even after the brief amount of time they knew each other.Miriam is the eldest of many siblings, and is expected as the eldest to take on the responsibility of caring for the family orchard when her father retires. This trip to Gha'alia is a sort of final chance at adventure for her, and certainly not one she expects to turn out the way she does.She falls for Vadeyn fast and hard. He loves how sweet she is, and he loves how eager she is when it comes to simple things like baking or growing plants. When she finally brings him home to meet her family, they welcome him with open arms, and he is happier than he's ever been.They eventually take over her family orchard together. He is an eager student, and her family loves him to pieces.

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love is in the dough

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Noakari "Noa" Andruil

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	50-ish
Race:	1/4 elf, 1/4 human, half-gorgon
Romance:	Ernol Milirose

Noa is a half-elf (well, quarter-elf + quarter-human), half-gorgon Mask in training. She grew up with Ernol and has been his best friend for most of their life as her mother, as a gorgon, is one of his mother's closest friends (she cannot eat gorgons bc of the acidic nature of their blood lol).She is also deeply in love with him, but refuses to tell him because she's aware that he's already dealing with his own lineage working against him, and she's well aware that even though the gorgon blood makes for a great assassin, his grandmother probably wouldn't be very fond of her as a potential match for her grandson. She knows how badly he wants his grandparents' approval, so she keeps her feelings to herself, pining from afar.

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Irellei

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Lesbian
Age:	50-ish
Race:	Elf
Romance:	Calipoa Milirose

Irellei is a healer (because we never actually see the healer that Duliae calls on at first in the beginning of the game).She and Cali were soldiers together before Irellei got injured and blinded on that right side, leading to her leaving the Forces for a bit. She decided to take on healing so that she could still have something to do (and, secretly, to help make sure Cali is always taken care of).She is only present very briefly in game, as a background or flavor text mention by Duliae or some of the other boys when dealing with the Cuthintal-bearers.

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Kalahira Rossum

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	150-ish
Race:	Half-Elf, Liorian
Romance:	Axsix Milirose

Kalahira, or simply Kala, is a pirate turned freedom-fighter from Lior. She and Axsix have been courting for some time by the point of the game, but have yet to marry due to the fact that Axsix's mother does not particularly like her.

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A Tale of Crowns

Sahara Cizîrî
Nisha Teyran
Zîvan

Sahara Cizîrî

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	25
Magic Type:	Inner
Magic Affinity:	Sun's Blessing
Romance:	Lord Rêzan

Nisha Teyran

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	25
Magic Type:	Outer
Magic Affinity:	Death of the Sun
Romance:	Xelara

Zîvan

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	25
Magic Type:	Outer
Magic Affinity:	Sun's Blessing
Romance:	Azad Mirza

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Attollo

Hiraya Rivera

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	32
Job:	Private Investigator
Romance:	Sysba + Dreamwalker

Raya doesn’t know who she is — not really. Adopted at birth, she’s suffered with night terrors for as long as she can remember. Convinced that she’s crazy, she’s spent her entire life learning to control her dreams—learning to deal with them.When her younger sibling disappears and she finds herself in a parallel dimension of some kind, she finds out there’s more to her past than she might have originally thought.And who is that guy with the glowing yellow eyes, and why does she piss him off so much?

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Infamous

Penny Loveless

Name:	Peninah "Penny" Fisher
Stage Name:	Penny Loveless
Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	24
Band:	Dead Man's Riot
Music Style:	Rock / Metal
Voice Claim:	Lzzy Hale - Halestorm
Romance:	Seven Lawless

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When Twilight Strikes

Riley Chang
Frankie Nakamura
Theodora Blackburn

Riley Chang

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	28 to 32
Personality:	Friendly / Genuine / Introvert
Reactions:	Flexible / Pragmatic / Optimistic
Hunting Skills:	Strategy / Cunning
Romance:	Adair Devereaux

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random kiss scene

Francesca "Frankie" Nakamura

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	28 to 32
Personality:	Friendly / Sarcastic / Omnivert
Reactions:	Flexible / Pragmatic / Optimistic
Hunting Skills:	Weaponry / Cunning
Romance:	Blane Rekner

Theodora "Theo" Blackburn

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	28 to 32
Personality:	Friendly / Sarcastic / Introvert
Reactions:	Flexible / Pragmatic / Optimistic
Hunting Skills:	Weaponry / Cunning / Strategy
Romance:	Rylan Villanueva

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black ice

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The Fernweh Saga

Noriko "Nori" Hakimi

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Biromantic Demisexual
Age:	28 to 32
Ethnicity:	half-Japanese, half Jewish-Arab
Job:	Investigative Journalist
Clothing Style:	Leather
Dog Name:	Dior / "Didi"
Romance:	James Corvin + Reese Verner

Art by @chimeowrical

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The Wayhaven Chronicles

Saoirse Cathair
Ruth Bihari
Noriko Hakimi
Penelope Delgado

Saoirse Cathair

(SEER-shuh cuh-HEER)

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Age:	28 to 32
Job:	Investigative Journalist
Personality:	Charming / Sarcastic / Friendly / Bold
Traits:	People / Science / Deduction
Romance:	Mason

Saoirse fills the role of "The Detective" in my Wayhaven rework in that she is Rebecca's daughter and has the blood mutation.A self-proclaimed "wild child," Saoirse has been a thorn in Agent Rebecca Cathair's side for years. When she was young, she tried desperately to please her mother -- spending hours and hours studying trying to get the best grades in order to receive even the slightest amount of attention from her mother. When that didn't work, around 16 years old, she decided Fuck It and went the opposite direction.She never got caught, but was definitely out and about doing all the cool kid things like having premarital sex and smoking and underage drinking. Funny enough, this finally garnered her some attention from her mom, even if it was just Being Disappointed and Angry.The trend continued into college, where she met a certain Miss Roberta "Bobby" Marks, and the two got along like a house on fire. Chaotic partners in crime that they were, the two of them were known to be willing to go to 'any lengths' to get the truth of a good piece of news. When they graduated, they both went to work at The Wayhaven Chronicle, and had been churning out town-shaking news articles for the past several years when Bobby... did something bad.The two of them had broken in to a local politician's office after hours, looking for a piece of evidence that would break a news story wide open. When the security alarm got triggered and the cops showed up, Bobby abandoned Saoirse at the scene, saving her own neck and resulting in Saoirse getting arrested. Saoirse, rightfully, was pissed about this, even moreso when her absentee mother showed up to bail her out and worked out a deal with the county to have Saoirse serve her time in the police station of all places, working as a cadet.Saoirse's two-year sentence has recently been completed, and she is now back to work at the Chronicle -- just in time to investigate a serial killer stalking the city limits.

Fanfic Links

whiskey and moonshine - Wayhaven Rewrite
the blood-soaked earth
tumblr prompt - "please... say something."
tumblr prompt - favorite weather

Art by @artofzofia

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Ruth Bihari

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Biromantic Greysexual
Age:	28 to 32
Ethnicity:	half Jewish, part-Arab + part-Indian
Job:	Private Investigator
Personality:	Intimidating / Sarcastic / Stoic / Cautious
Traits:	Science / Deduction
Romance:	Ava du Mortain

Ruth fills a parallel leading role to Saoirse in my Wayhaven rework, though she doesn't have the blood mutation, nor is she related to Rebecca.A quiet, serious child growing up, Ruth's life has always been tumultuous at best. Losing her real father to an unexpected accident at the age of about seven, Ruth and her mother were left to fend for themselves for a few years before her mother remarried.Her new stepfather was, in Ruth's opinion, proof that evil does exist on Earth. While Ruth was always close with her mother, who took her to shul with her every weekend as a young girl, and managed to insist upon a bat mitzvah before her stepfather really tightened his grip on the two of them, her stepfather was another story.TRIGGER WARNING: Discussions of Domestic + Parental Abuse, CPTSD, Violence + MurderA member of the police force, her new father figure used his authority to get away with his physical abuse, mainly of her mother, though it extended to Ruth as she got older. She grew up in a town neighboring Wayhaven, and so while she did not grow up in city limits, the people of the town knew her family well. She has many bitter memories of weekends in Wayhaven, sent away from her mother and abandoned at a sitter's home -- and those were the lucky times when he didn't decide to take his anger out on her as well.This all came to a roaring head when Ruth was 16. After coming home from school a bit late, having missed the first bus, Ruth entered her home to find her living room covered in blood. Her mother lay on the ground, still and unrecognizable from the wounds on her face and neck, surrounded by the broken glass of the coffee table she'd been thrown into. Ruth knew that her father had to be responsible, but his position in the force meant he was able to cover up what he did for a While.Ruth tried to move on after her mother's death. A friend of her mother's took her in, though her father never really handed over custody, and kept her safe until she could leave for college. At university, she studied linguistics, finding a love of learning as many languages as she could. She wasn't sure why, though it must have had something to do with finding her voice when she'd spent so long stifled.After graduating with a Masters in her mid-twenties, she decided to hire a private investigator in order to help her put her father in his place. The PI helped find evidence to present to a judge, and even though they succeeded in putting her dad behind bars, she still stayed on with the older woman as a sort of apprentice.After taking on her old PI's business, she's been hired by someone she'd known growing up near Wayhaven to investigate the tragic murder of a family member and a series of unsolved deaths in the area.

Fanfic Links

whiskey and moonshine - Wayhaven Rewrite
toujours
tumblr prompt - "please. please just listen to me."
tumblr prompt - "I... I think I need a hug."
tumblr fluff snippet compilation

Art by @fat-rolls-frictions

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Noriko Hakimi

Pronouns:	she/her
Sexuality:	Biromantic Demisexual
Age:	28 to 32
Ethnicity:	half-Japanese, half Jewish-Arab
Job:	Private Investigator
Personality:	Charming / Genuine / Friendly / Bold
Traits:	People / Deduction
Romance:	Nathaniel "Nate" Sewell

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tumblr fluff prompts

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Penelope "Nell" Delgado

Pronouns:	she/they
Sexuality:	Biromantic Demisexual
Age:	28 to 32
Ethnicity:	Latina
Job:	Photographer
Personality:	Charming / Genuine / Friendly / Cautious
Traits:	People / Deduction
Romance:	Farah Hauville

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tumblr fluff snippet compilation

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The Woods Know Your Name

There are rules to follow when you live in the woods. Breaking those rules got Jaxson’s best friend, Olivia, killed when they were just kids.There’s a bitter irony in the fact that breaking those same rules might be the only way to save another friend from meeting the same fate.If you saw something—no, you didn’t.If you heard something—no, you didn’t.And remember—walk, don’t run…Running only encourages the hunt.

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The Woods Know Your Name

Main Characters

Jaxson Kim

Noah Lowell

Protagonists

Peninah "Penny" Fisher

Ash Fisher

Junji "Jun" Takahata

Penelope "Nell" Delgado

Nishan Batra

Antagonists

Mr. Shadow?

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The Woods Know Your Name

Prologue

There was a time, not long ago,
when the woods would eat children
who stayed out after dark.They say that you can still hear their screams
if you listen closely
on cold, clear winter nights.Whatever you choose,
take care that you don’t join
the devoured.

The old story plays in the girl’s head like the radio as she races through the underbrush, taking extra care not to trip over exposed roots on her way. The dimming light of the late summer evening seeps through the leaves, the last throws of sunlight reaching out to grab for her skin like the desperate claws of a drowning animal. The wind rattles the leaves up above, dancing with the echoing laughter of her friends as they all race the dying light.It’s a summer tradition among the children of their little group of friends to end their vacations with a Hunt.
The rules are simple. If you have been chosen as the Monster, then you must catch your Prey before they can make it out of the woods. If you’re chosen to be the Prey? Well, even simpler.Don’t get caught.The game is played in the dead of night, among the trees and the trails of the island. It had started as a summer camp game — something a counselor had made up to scare the kids when it got dark out. No one could have predicted the feral delight that filled the hearts of those kids, until the game became a tradition even among the children who didn’t attend camp. There were nights when dozens of kids armed with flashlights and headlamps and various noise-making contraptions could be heard giggling in the woods at night, playing their high-stakes version of hide and seek among the trees. The strategizing of the Prey could get particularly intense, children taking the time to draft up plays like army generals, creating lures and planning distractions to help keep the Monster occupied while smaller groups made mad dashes for the tree line. Sometimes the groups would be so large that there would be multiple Monsters just to even the playing field.But, tonight isn’t one of those nights.Tonight, it’s just her and her friends — just the seven of them, plus their newest friend, Shadowbeard. It was a little strange at first, finding games to play with a ghost, but this is definitely the best idea they’ve had yet. Sunlight really bothered him, so they’d had to brainstorm things they could do that weren’t going into his cave (Noah didn’t think that was a good idea, and she had figured he was probably right — what if there were snakes or giant spiders in there?).It had taken them a little too long to remember their favorite camp game.When they told him about the Hunt, he’d gotten really excited and wanted to play right away. She still wants to laugh remembering the little flip the shadowy creature had done in mid-air when they’d explained the rules, but she has to remind herself to keep it down. She’s had the perfect hiding spot planned out all day, and now that she’s nearly there and the sun is finally going down for good, it’s time to be still.It’s Mr. Shadow’s first time as the Monster, after all — and Livvy has no intention of breaking her year-long winning streak tonight. And besides, Mr. Shadow was her friend first.She can’t wait to see the look on his funny, shadowy face when she wins.

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