character writing prompts! [ inktober remixed ]

[lionhearted]

Hey all, gonna be dumping my prompts writing throughout this month. I'm rotating between 11 characters, using rng to roll characters and one of 3 or 4 prompts for each!

The 11 OCs that I'm writing for and their prompts are:

Madsen [scions ] - Deja vu, Guarded, Ashes, Tattooed
Nic [speedloader ] - Feathers, Gift, Enchanted
David [negativism ] - Dragon, Cruel, Wreck
Nithal [firebro ] - Ancient, Bloodied, Stretch
Molly [stanceshift ] - Wild, Weak, Scars
Jin [downfalling ] - Breakable, Misfit, Talisman
Jaehyuk [arbitratour ] - Overgrown, Expensive, Wrath
Young-ho [interposal ] - Coat, Angular, Stiff
Adrian [spellslinging ] - Walled, Escape, Lost
Gavin [bitedowns ] - Sprint, Collect, Relax
Daniel [jaegyueo ] - Injured, Prickly, Shadows

Currently, only Gavin is still in workshop mode, hence no info just yet. Stay tuned, I'll be posting them after finishing the hard copy of each drabble (hopefully)

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day 5 - deja vu (ver. 2)

[scions]

It was a familiar feeling, falling like this. But it was alright. This was her decision. And that's what mattered. Nobody could take this from her. The familiar burst of heat that accompanied a barrage of fire swords being launched was more than welcome, a small comfort. The voices of the others were muffled, almost sounding like they were underwater. It was hard to focus, and Madsen wondered why they all sounded so far away.

Huh.

This ... when did this happen before? It feels so familiar.

She swallows, feeling her throat tighten as she clenches her jaw - is she crying?

Why?

She had no regrets in her life, despite some of what has happened to her over the years. The war and its aftermath, inheriting a legacy bigger than her...

Nithal's legacy.

Madsen blinks as if snapping out of a daze, her body colliding into something solid, her mind pulled out of the warm fog that it was in once she realized where she was - and who was with her.

"What the-!?"

"Thank me later, doll. Now that you're not wallowing around half-dead, don't you have something to do?"

Madsen's expression hardens into something that the Demon was more used to seeing on her face before she straightens, ignoring the rapidly healing wound in her side. Another close call, but this time it wouldn't be marked on her skin forever. "Don't fucking tell me how to do my job, you overgrown sea snake."

Levi rolls his eyes before letting out a hum. "I'm not the one who got whammied by these fuckers but go off, I guess."