TW BLOOD, RELIGIOUS THEMES, BRIGHT LIGHTS, CREEPINESS, YANDERE, STALKER

TW THREATENING TO HURT PEOPLE

Doctor Diane Marwood

"Doctor Diane is a tired woman.. she's so easy to manipulate, I just need to say I'll hurt her daughters and she begs me, says she'll do anything, god I love when humans are scared but anyways she's a good person. She has morals and won't go back on them, she would be loyal to us as long as we threatened her daughters. So that's why I think she should join us" - Eden

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Name: Diane Marwood

Age: 34

Personality: She is a blunt and highly logical individual, she's a very realistic woman. She is very loyal to her family and is willing to do anything for them even kill for them, She's very tired from being overwork so she may be rude to others do to lack of sleep and overstress.

Current Whereabouts: America, Texas

Species: Human

Level Danger from 1 (incredibly safe ) to 10 (eliminate immediately on sight): 6

Family: Two daughters (Lila and Eve Marwood), Ex husband (James Kim)

- Eden, signing off for today

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Facts about her from the creator aka me

She's bisexual

She's 5'9 feet tall

She hates coffee

She likes energy drinks

She tries to be there for her daughters but can't because of work

Pronouns are She/Her

She was a boxer when she was younger

She knows judo

She has two dogs (Margaret and Florence)

She's Irish

She smells like citrus & berries

She has a ok relationship with James, they're friendly but not friends

She has a good relationship with eve since eve is still young and doesn't remember James and Diane being together, eve hates that she's away but she gets sad about it unlike her big sister Lola

She has a bad relationship with Lola since Lola hasn't gotten over the divorce of her parents and hates her mom for being away so much

Her voice claim is Lin Beifong

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Check out the board I made for her

https://pin.it/44wlh5S

DISCLAIMER FOR MY STORY: "Shadows & Cigarettes"

I would like to make it clear that I do not support the pairing of Frans (Sans x Frisk), even when Frisk is aged up. I do not endorse or support fanworks, including fanfiction or comics, such as "Sooner or Later You’re Gonna Be Mine,". My interests lie specifically with Mafiafell, and the story I am sharing is merely another interpretation of that universe. Please respect my preferences and the boundaries I have set for the content I create and engage with.

⚠️ Content & Trigger Warnings ⚠️ This story contains dark and mature themes, including but not limited to:

Stalking & Obsession – Depictions of unhealthy fixation, intrusive behavior, and possessiveness.

Kidnapping & Confinement – Situations where a character is forcibly taken or held against their will.

Violence & Brutality – Graphic fight scenes, physical harm, and intense confrontations.

Psychological Manipulation – Gaslighting, possessive tendencies, and obsessive love portrayed in a dark manner.

Substance Use & Addiction – Mentions of drug use, past addiction, and the consequences of such habits.

Emotional & Verbal Abuse – Toxic relationships, intense arguments, and manipulation.

Implied Harassment & Threats – Scenarios where a character feels unsafe due to another's actions.

Regarding Pairings & Boundaries (again): I would like to make it clear that I do not support the pairing of Frans (Sans x Frisk), even when Frisk is aged up. I do not endorse or support fanworks, including fanfiction or comics such as "Sooner or Later You’re Gonna Be Mine." My interests lie specifically with Mafiafell, and the story I am sharing is merely another interpretation of that universe. Please respect my preferences and the boundaries I have set for the content I create and engage with.

Dolion Athanasiou

He's one of the baby daddies in my DR, the link for the picrew is in his name and you can see the rest of his aesthetics on my Pinterest

TW Cigarettes, Guns, Skeletons, Creepy images

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1. A Dame Walks Into A Bar

Summary: Lori, a wealthy socialite, steps into Mr. Dog’s bar, unknowingly walking into danger. When an unwanted guest makes her uncomfortable, she orders an Angel Shot, alerting the owner. Mr. Dog ensures her safety, but the situation catches the eye of a dangerous man—Sans. Triggers: Harassment, implied danger, intimidation

Please check disclaimer first!

The bar was dimly lit, bathed in the warm glow of chandeliers that hung like golden crowns from the ceiling. The air smelled of whiskey, polished wood, and the faintest hint of cigar smoke. Dark mahogany shelves lined the back wall, showcasing expensive liquor in crystal decanters, while the bar counter gleamed from constant care. Small round tables with deep red tablecloths dotted the space, accompanied by plush velvet chairs where figures in tailored suits and flapper dresses whispered deals over glasses of bourbon.

Lori stepped inside, the click of her heels barely audible over the soft jazz drifting from the gramophone in the corner. Her blue dress, a silky number with delicate embroidery, hugged her curves modestly but elegantly, swishing with each step. She was a stark contrast to the rowdy gangsters and socialites who filled the space, but she didn’t care. She approached the bar, keeping her expression neutral despite the tension in her shoulders.

Behind the counter, Mr. Dog stood like a living fortress. Towering and broad, the monster’s brown fur caught the low light, and his sharp yellow star-shaped pupils scanned the room with practiced ease. He wore a crisp white dress shirt, sleeves rolled up to reveal strong arms, a black vest neatly buttoned over it. His presence alone commanded respect, and the subtle twitch of his ears told Lori he had already noticed her unease.

She leaned in slightly and, with a steady voice, said, “Angel shot.”

Mr. Dog didn’t react outwardly, but his grip on the counter firmed slightly. That was a code—a silent cry for help. Without hesitation, he nodded, as if simply acknowledging a drink order, while subtly reaching beneath the counter where his modified shotgun rested. The shells wouldn’t kill, but they’d make anyone causing trouble wish they had taken the hint to leave.

The door swung open with a creak, and the already heavy atmosphere in the bar became suffocating. The chatter quieted just a little, enough for those who knew better to start paying attention. A figure stepped in, broad and imposing, his presence a sharp contrast to the luxurious setting. His black suit, crisp and well-tailored, fit him like a second skin, the crimson vest beneath adding a dangerous edge. A cigar rested between his teeth, curling red smoke from his eye socket like a devil’s whisper.

His sharp pupils scanned the room before landing on Lori. A slow, smug grin spread across his skeletal face as he strolled up, resting a heavy arm on the counter beside her like he owned the place. “Heh. So, ya ran off to a bar, huh?” His voice was low, gravelly, laced with condescension. “Didn’t take ya for the type, doll. Then again, guess I shoulda known ya’d come crawlin’ back sooner or later.”

Lori, without looking at him, sipped the water Mr. Dog had placed in front of her. “Not your doll.”

His smirk didn’t waver, but there was a sharpness in his gaze now, a possessive glint. “Yeah? ‘Cause last I checked, I been real generous lettin’ ya play this little game. But sweetheart, let’s not kid ourselves—you wouldn’t last a day without me lookin’ out for ya.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “C’mon, you gonna make me drag ya outta here?”

Before Lori could respond, Mr. Dog, still casually wiping a glass, spoke up. “Don’t talk to me or my friend ever again.”

Sans blinked at him, then let out a sharp, bark-like laugh. “That so? And who exactly do you think you are, mutt?”

Mr. Dog’s grip tightened around the shotgun under the counter. His yellow star-shaped pupils gleamed like warning lights. “I’m the guy who keeps his customers safe. Now, you wanna leave on your own, or do I need to help you take a nap?”

Sans’s grin twitched, his fingers flexing like he was debating how much of a problem he wanted to make this. Finally, he exhaled, a puff of red smoke curling in the air. “Tch. Fine, fine. Ya got guts, I’ll give ya that.” He flicked a glance at Lori, voice dropping to something almost sickly sweet. “We’ll talk later, babe.”

She didn’t reply, only lifting her glass to her lips as he turned and strode toward the exit. The tension in the bar eased slightly, though Mr. Dog kept his grip on his shotgun until the door swung shut behind him.

Only then did he glance at Lori, his ears flicking. “You alright?”

She let out a slow breath before nodding. “Yeah.” She placed a few bills on the counter. “Thanks, Mr. Dog.”

He huffed, setting down the glass he had been wiping. “Anytime.”

A beat of silence passed before he muttered under his breath, “Next time, I’m charging extra for mafia repellent.”

Here's one of my omegaverse OCS from my DR/Story

TW TALK ABOUT DRUGS, GANGS, DRINKING, MULLETS, GUNS, OMEGAVERSE

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Angelina Alpin

Nickname(s): Mullet Chick, Angie, The Bull

Age: 24

Personality: Angelina is a very short-tempered, stubborn, brash, and sharp-tongued person. She is also viewed as charismatic and wears her emotions on her sleeves, which causes people to gather around her, and it also allows her to socialize with outsiders with ease. However, she rarely displays this ability, and rough actions and insensitive remarks are sometimes the only things that come out. Angie is also quite violent and self-sacrificing, and will frequently end up shouting at people, even people she cares about. This behavior of hers is a defensive mechanism to hide the pain she has suffered, and she also doesn't want to hurt people and is afraid of making people unhappy if they get close to her. She tries to keep people at arm's length and even resorts to hurting them so they leave her alone because almost everyone in her life has hurt and pitied her so much that she is tired of it.

Pronouns: She/Her

Looks: She's 6'7, has a six-pack, has light pale skin, and has one blue eye and one brown eye. Her hair is straight and dyed blonde but her natural hair color is brown, has spider bites and tragus piercings, and she has a tattoo on her left hand.

Facts About Her:

She always carries a gun

She has started the most bar fights in the gang

She has heterochromia

She sees the gang as her family

She's a beta

Her scent is pumpkin spice and rosemary

She's unmated

She's pansexual Her birthday is June 17th, 1998

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• Finally made my name for one of my MC gangs in my Omegaverse universe check out my Wattpad cover for my Omegaverse story!

• CREDIT: The girl on the cover is Taylor Momsen and I used this pin as my base

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• Wolves of the Highway is the gang name!

• And Heartbeat of the Pack is the first book of the series!

• This will also be about my shifting but I will make that into a side book!

I made OCS for Lore Olympus

1. Forest Nymph

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2. Flower Nymph

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3. Oceanic Nymph

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I experiment with different pens and styles, I just edited Minthe for the first nymph and I haven't made their names or anything. I'm sorry if I screwed up the locs and anything else, and I did trace over the original art as a base to make it more accurate, I add my screenshots at the end as proof.

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Tokyo Revengers/DR OC: Lexi Abe

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Full Name

Lexi Abe

Meaning of Name

Lexi is a Greek name meaning defender of man. In Japanese, the letter A means ‘peace’ and be means ‘multiple times’. One of the oldest Japanese clans is known by this name. The most famous bearer of this surname is Shinzō Abe, the Prime Minister of Japan.

Age

16 (beginning, later on 27)

Race

Afro-Asian (African American and Japanese)

Personality

Before living with the Heartfilia family, Lexi appeared to be a cheerful, outgoing, and gentle child. Her innocence allowed her to push anxious thoughts to the back of her mind, continuing to live with her parents and loved ones happily. Growing up, Lexi has become emotionally withdrawn and noticeably dangerous, sometimes intimidating her enemies or even her comrades. She is quite stoic and level headed, rarely seen to lose her cool or be at a loss of what to do, no matter how bleak the situation seems to be. Her will is remarkably strong, demonstrated when she managed to remain so outwardly calm when Connie was presumed dead, only Lori could tell that she was battling with the pain of losing her.

Looks

She stands at 5'3ft (160.02 cm), has dark black skin, purple eyes, and coral pink hair that she dyed, her body shape is hourglass and she has a five pack and muscles.

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Facts about her from the creator aka me

She likes the flavor caramel

She's a lesbian

She has a girlfriend named Connie

Her favorite color is purple

Her motorcycle is a Suzuki GSX 250L

She dislikes coffee

She's good student in school, all A's

She's a Gemini

Check out her board

https://pin.it/2EMpvBS

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LITTLE BABY 🍼🍼🍼

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• This is Zinovia!

• She is a forest nymph 🌳🌳🌳

• I used baby Minthe as a base and made my own child OC.

• She is a 8 years old and is a only child

• She is Louiza's little cousin and Zinovia thinks Louiza is a normal assistant to her boss.

• Zinovia really loves animals especially bunnies and loves the winter, she lives in the mortal realm of my AU/self insert fanfiction.

• My friends said she looks like baby Yoda 😺

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