i need a new name for my art tag because my work is really vague


Hello, in case you are unfamiliar with me or my work my name is PhantomSavage, a comic dubber on youtube that specializes in Miraculous Ladybug comics in particular.

I have been a youtube partner for a very long time, actually predating my work on comic dubs, and I hope that my years of experience with the youtube system and how it handles monetization can help bring insight to this art theft problem as well as hopefully clear up some concerns or misunderstandings anyone might have about MY channel and how I operate it.

To start with full disclosure I should state that my channel is in fact a youtube verified partner with the partnership company Fullscreen and has been for many years as, since my channel’s birth as well as some of the content I produce now, it is in large part a gaming channel which is the means of which I was originally partnered. All my gaming videos are monetized.

To prove this point this is a screenshot of my first earnings ever from Fullscreen’s website:

That is not to say I do not have monetized comics on my channel, I have both monetized and unmonetized comics on my channel with permissions granted by their respective artists.Unfortunately, the youtube system is far from perfect and one of its biggest flaws in this case is that only the content creator themselves have the knowledge of which videos are monetized and which are not.

I hadn’t considered this much of an issue given that I know that, even though I have made mistakes, I operate my channel with as much integrity and loyalty to the artists I work with as much as I can. That was until last night a friend of mine, @maristoryart, an artist I have been working for with some time now on both dubs of her comics as well as an upcoming fully animated project, voiced her confusion and concern when she discovered my channel was partnered and, therefore, capable of monetization.

I showed her a screenshot I had taken at an earlier time around the time Mari was having troubles with GeekTV (someone who I have a great deal disdain for) to prove I was not monetizing her work in case anyone asked or grew concerned.

Once I explained to her they were not monetized and later showed her the screenshot to prove so, she was very relieved and happy to be corrected.

But what’s troubling is whatever plug-in she was using to determine if my video was monetized was wrong, or was not depicting the information accurately as seen in this screenshot.

it turns out that a lot of people, like Mari, are rightfully seeking ways to determine what videos are monetized and what videos are not, but it seems a great many of the plug-ins and extensions they use are presenting information in a vague, misleading, or sometimes flat out incorrect way.

This is fine if you are using these tools to help make business decisions like learning of trending tags and metadata to increase the effectiveness of your own content, like I do, but this could cause some serious harm to some people and channels who are abiding by the rules.

Many plug-ins like Vid IQ, which is what I use, will display a channel as being monetized and display what mcn they are affiliated with. The mcn by the way is the partnership program the channel belongs to.

This is an example of what Vid IQ shows me on a John Oliver video:

And here is what it shows when I look at the animated teaser me, @maristoryart, and @lia-brisa worked on together:

it clearly displays my CHANNEL is making money, and my channel is affiliated with Fullscreen media, but it does NOT tell you if the video itself that you are watching is monetized or not. Which is just an annoying lack of a feature if you’re using it for business or for fun, but presents a serious potential harm if someone were to misunderstand this as a video being wrongfully monetized and a claim made against them without warning.

The teaser, by the way, is also not monetized:

its also worth noting that a lot of information in plug-ins and extensions like Vid IQ is often times wholly inaccurate, youtube’s revenue analytics itself are actually largely inaccurate and generally unreliable. Vid IQ claims I’m currently making $2,300 a month, which I can assure is off by well over a $1,000.

Though I have no screenshot to prove it as it wasn’t a worry at the time, in January of this year Vid IQ was telling me my channel’s monthly income was as much as $1,500, while youtube itself told me this:

Which was STILL not how much I actually received which was this on fullscreen’s site:

I say all this not just to deter any unwarranted claims against my content but also to help educate people going forward when fighting channels whom are REAL hazards and criminals like GeekTV. GeekTV has, fortunately, dug themselves in a very deep hole because they were both impulsive and did not act very intelligently, but the truth is there currently is NO WAY that I am aware of for someone other than the content creator to tell you if a video is monetized.

Not even the appearance of ads can really tell you if the content creator is making money off of it, as I found out last night when @maristoryart told me ads appeared on my dub of her comic which was not monetized.

This means going forward that artists need to be more selective of the channels they allow to use their art. When someone asks for permission to dub your comics and they are not up front about being a commercial or monetized enabled channel, check their channel out yourself, see at least if the channel is affiliated with an mcn. If they are, see if they have a good reputation, are they new? Have artists spoken highly of this channel before? Is it worth letting a channel use your art if you can’t find out if a video is monetized or not?

Ultimately, it simply comes down to “Can I trust this person?” which you will have to decide for yourself, and if you decide you cannot then so be it! Do not allow anyone to use your art in any way you do not wish it to be used.

Now, in the interest of good faith and full disclosure, I will be the first to tell you, though I have been doing comic dubs for 2 years and making content in general on youtube for 10 years, I have made some mistakes, and learned from them as I went on.

For example, when I FIRST started out, I did not ask permission. Comic Dubs were relatively new at the time, and even then I stuck to artists whom I knew had allowed comic dubs to be made of their art to other people, and I must say I very much enjoyed surprising many artists with dubs of their comics and their very positive reactions. I was EXTREMELY lucky that all the artists I had done dubs for up to a point were jovial or even happy with my now very foolish actions, like @spatziline.

Fortunately, I had done that with @hchano on one of her comics involving a piano and she very rightly told me to take it down and that it was not a good practice to use, which is why since then I have always asked permission from every artist I worked with from that point onward (With some exceptions like officially published comics by Blizzard and Overwatch, The Killing Joke, as well as comics from artists who stated publicly on their tumblr profiles they were fine with dubs/reposts being made with a link to the source material which I always provide)

And I have monetized without permission in the past as I discovered with @edendaphne as, though she did not contact me directly, I saw her post about being very upset about monetized works of her art of which point I unmonetized all her work on my channel and was extremely careful how I operated the comic dub side of my business from that point on. I do sincerely regret any feelings @edendaphne might have had if I were the cause, and am very fortunate she did not claim my videos of her work, I hate to admit that I’ve actually avoided dubbing her comics since then if only because of the shame I have of the idea I might have caused her. I sincerely hope that is not the case, and I deeply apologize if it was.

There have also been times and mishaps where a video was accidentally monetized or it slipped through because being monetized is a default setting for all uploaded videos until you specifically go into the settings and tell it not to. Fortunately most of these have been corrected (as far I know) with some exceptions like on or two videos which were monetized without MY permission due to the use of music like Lady and the Tramp’s Belle Notte which is a song that is monetized by Warner Music Group.

I am not perfect and I have made mistakes, and hopefully from mistakes I have made in the past and how I carry myself now this post will help both new dubbers and artists understand the youtube landscape a little better.

I would also like to state, publicly, that if ANY artist has read all this and how this system works and you just feel like you cannot put your faith in me, then I plead with you, please, reach out to me and I will remove any video with your art in it on my channel within 24 hours or sooner.

I had a gaming channel for years, it still is, I didn’t get into Comic Dubs to get rich or make a bunch of money, I got into comic dubs because it was fun to do, it was an outlet for my acting and to express myself, not to mention it was my way of making other people, especially artists, a sign of respect and gratitude for their skills.

If you no longer feel you can trust me, please, reach out to me and I will remove whatever you wish me to remove.

callout for kingwander/jollywander/fuzzywander/heroicwander/wvander

hey all my friends have agreed i should do this so. Here We Go!!!

and also, i think this would be a good way for me to compile my thoughts and sort everything out since most of this still feels kind of like it happened in a blur.

i’ll keep this post updated with his current url so if you’re not sure what it is just come back here. current url: 00903902-0df98e9idko40t4945

please reblog this

tw: abuse, suicide mention, faking mental illnesses, nsfw, self harm, slurs

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daegus97  asked:

hi! thank you so much for all the hard works admins <3 your blog is literally heaven sent!! im pretty stressed with uni right now, so can you please rec me some new college au fics :< thank you and god bless~

Heya! ^.^ I just love college au’s, maybe bc i’m in that age too but I tried to put them in the order from newest to oldest. 

(and omg this post turned out to be two times longer than the one i had done week ago when tumblr decided not to save it so sorry this is a bit late)

  • College!au

✄ Converse High The point of the stealing was not to own the shoes, but to get Taehyung’s attention. So, Jungkook only stole one. It was a good thing too, because those shoes were hideous.

You Can Leave a Toothbrush (At My Place)

i just can’t let you go
you give me something i’ve never known
so baby you don’t have to rush
you can leave a toothbrush
at my place

✄ Catch My Eye ‘Aren’t you that tiny boy who followed me around like a puppy in middle school and looked at me like I hung the stars? Ok well we’re in college now and you still have a huge crush on me and the only difference is now you do ridiculous things to try to impress me and honestly you’re so adorable even though you’re huge and stronger than me now’

Change My World (You’re The Sunlight In My Universe) Jungkook is an artist who likes drawing on the cafe’s freedom wall. Taehyung sees his drawings, and falls in love.Featuring Jimin as the 100% done wingman, Yoongi as the possessive boyfriend, and Seokjin as the sassy mom.

✄ Mortal Bodies, Timeless Souls Taehyung believes the science behind eternal youth lies in coffee and energy drinks but Jeongguk thinks otherwise.

Your Smile Could Rival The Sunrise There was an unspoken agreement not to fall in love but what are they supposed to do when neither of them are very good at following the rules?

Snap Streak “who dat qt boi on ur story"aka: in which kim taehyung discovers the love of his life on park jimin’s snapchat story.

✄ Will U(SB) Marry Me? Jeongguk really needs to print his Thesis, and his attractive neighbor has the solution (and more).

I’m Tired of This Place (I Hope People Change) “I thought I told you to text me…Jungkook.” Taehyung rolled his name around like it was sinful and it may or may not have sent a shiver down his spine.“I thought I told you that I wasn’t on the menu.” Jungkook mumbled as he grabbed a rag and started to wipe the counter off half-assedly. Jungkook heard Taehyung chuckle underneath of his breath then he felt a hand land on his chin. His face was pulled upwards and he was forced to look directly into the handsome man’s brown eyes.“You’re not on the menu for anyone but me.” He said, tilting his head a certain way and damn if it didn’t make him look intimidating as fuck with his dark brown eyes looking directly into his soul. [Or The one in which Jungkook really likes Taehyung, goes to college, and a lot of bad shit happens that makes him do some stupid shit.]

Can You Be (Mine?) Taehyung likes Iced Caramel Macchiatos, the Arts, and a man that vaguely resembles the Adonis statue.

Cliff Drop Gradient Somewhere along the way, we will all realize that we only start chasing the things that we were once given a taste of.” (Or, in which Jungkook and Taehyung get married to qualify for more financial aid.)

Unlock My Heart (What’s The Passcode?) In which Taehyung appointed Jeongguk to be his Jeon Watson in a grand mission: to crack Yoongi-hyung’s passcode.

✄ The Dawn Before The Sun Rises It all started when Kim Taehyung almost impaled Jeon Jungkook with a pink umbrella.

Maybe We’re All Just Fools Jeongguk likes to run. He’s never wanted anyone to run with him before.

Come On, Lattice Bond “Hello, I’m Kim Taehyung!” he greets. “Biochem senior and your very knowledgeable senpai-slash-mentor.”“Jeon Jeongguk,” the boy replies. “Bio major.”Taehyung is on the quest to be Jeongguk’s ultimate senpai. Unfortunately, life has other plans. (Lab!AU)

✄ King of the Library, Knight of His Trade Moral of the story? Don’t fuck with Jeon Jungkook or else you’ll end up ruining your perfect attendance to chase his coattails.

✄ Don’t Let Your Love Go To Waste Taehyung and Jungkook meet on Omegle.

I’d Give You Some Violets, But They Withered It’s no secret Taehyung loves flowers. Jeongguk hates sunlight.

Oranges And Art Students Jungkook gets his first apartment away from Busan, away from his parents, away from the stress of his earlier life. He soon finds out that his next door neighbor is pretty much out of his fucking mind.

The Moon And The Stars (Are Nothing Without You) The college tour guide raved about the uni’s friendly atmosphere and amicable student body, but wanted a high five from a cute student and all he got was a glare.

✄ Kiss Me Hard Before You Go Dramatization. Do not try at home.

Lost and Found (Me and You) All Jungkook wanted was a roof over his head while he attended university. Instead he got two brothers as roommates named Jimin and Taehyung, whose main thing in common is their tendency to smother Jungkook with affection.

I hope y’all find something to read from these! Some of them have been recommended before but there is a bunch of new ones too.

 Please check the tags before reading! ^-^

✄ Admin Amanda 

Freebatch Fic Submission

Untitled Whoa Martin is Fucking Hot Freebatch Ficlet

Ben had just finished what turned out to be an unexpectedly long and exhausting day on set, headed back to his hotel room with his hat pulled down low and his sunglasses blocking his tired eyes from the bright Atlanta sun. Although his part in the film was small (they did have seemingly a thousand other super heroes to fit onscreen anyways) he did have to film quite a strenuous and pivotal fight scene and it took a toll.

“Not getting any younger old chap” he mused to himself as he sunk into the plush leather seats of the car and signaled to the driver to go on. The first thing he wanted when he got back to his room was a nice hot shower, and the second thing he wanted was something ridiculously unhealthy from the room service menu. He’d earned the extra calories. He also wanted a smoke too but he was trying to be good this month. He really was.

Without thinking much about it he pulled his phone from his carry all and flicked it open, scrolling listlessly through email after email–his agent this his publicist that. Boring. Several texts were there from friends and his Mum and he replied casually to a few of them, but vowed to just call his Mum later instead. When he had sufficiently replied to anything he deemed important enough to bother with in his exhausted state, he moved his thumb over to the small blue icon at the bottom of the screen and decided to indulge in his favorite mind numbing, stress relieving past time. Well the one he could do in public that is.


Yes Benedict Cumberbatch had a tumblr. He didn’t have a Facebook or a twitter or a whose it what’s it and frankly didn’t give a toss if he ever did, but he had a tumblr account. In the early days of Sherlock, when everything was still fresh and new and he was coasting a wave of fame unlike he had ever known before, Martin had set him up with an account. He’d said it was a great way to stay up to date on such vague things as “news” and “current events”. Little did he know it really was to torture him.

“You gotta download it man.”

“What’s tumblr?”

“It’s a blogging site. Lots of uh…stuff to see.”

“What kind of stuff?”

“Interesting stuff.”

“Such as?”

“You know. Things.”

“Ok now you’re being suspicious.”

“Well…Lots of fans of our show seem to congregate there and…well you’ll see. I’ll help you set up an account but…you have to see what the fans are doing. What they are saying about the show. And man the art…..the art….wow. It’s wild.” He had giggled like a naughty school boy and Ben remembered the immediate feeling of trepidation but had just shrugged and left him to it.

He was stuck with the name “CumSnatch6969” as ~revenge for not taking more of an interest in the proceedings.

But somehow he had kept the account open, crude ridiculous name and all. He never reblogged anything (and honestly he wasn’t sure how to even do that) but after all the fun and horror of goggling and cringing at the art work of him and Martin faded (no! Sherlock and Watson he had to constantly remind himself lest he walk around with a permanent tinge of embarrassment imprinted upon his face) he still found himself going on to his account from time to time just to….well…..see what there was to see.

And boy there was a lot! Too much to mention and quite a bit he would rather forget. And as time passed he found himself going on to tumblr with alarming regularity. It became the last place he visited before bed, scrolling lazily through his phone as he curled up under his sheets. Anytime he was stuck in traffic or hopped on the tube or was stuck in a waiting room or in between scenes on set he could be found scrolling and scrolling.

He didn’t follow any blogs. He easily could have but he was still a little paranoid that someone would somehow find out it was him, as silly as that sounded. But he did figure out how to track tags. And it was because of this, riding in the back of a sedan headed to his posh hotel, when he opened the app he was assaulted (really there was no other word for it) with a million images of a smiling, scruffy, sunnie wearing Martin on the red carpet, looking radiant and joyous and –oh holy fuck–so damn fit he wanted to scream.

Pic after pic flooded his dash as he scrolled.

“Martin Freeman at the premiere of……London…..Leicester Square…” He found himself mumbling out loud as he read caption after caption. “Oh fuck.” He groaned, feeling the pit of his stomach clench.

He looked good. So, so fucking good. Never before had he found himself nodding along solemnly in agreement with the capslocked and terribly spelled comments on each post.


“How dare u Martin. How dare u!!???”

“This is my aesthetic. I am ded.”

He found his mind wandering to that other stress relieving activity and wondered how long it was going to take to get out of this god forsaken Atlanta traffic and back to his room so he could….study these pictures more. In private. Sans pants.

The car slowed to a stop and even though he really, really doesn’t want to tear his eyes away from the photos, his driver is suddenly at his door, opening it and ushering him out into the humid, sticky summer air once again. He gathered up his bag, stowing his phone in his pocket, and with a polite nod of thanks he exited the car and strolled into the hotel lobby. The girls at the front desk are familiar enough with him now to be polite but leave him be. Their eyes track him, friendly and interested and he smiles briefly in their direction before hopping onto the elevator and pressing his floor.

He leaned back against the wall and let the cool air wash over him, feeling a burning in his pocket and an itch in his fingers. Martin. Martin. Martin is all he can think of but he does his best to hold on to a modicum of dignity and not bolt to his room like a horny teenager.

When he finally slides the key card into his room (a gorgeous suite with a stunning view–thanks Marvel!) he throws his bag and keys on the chair with a plop and falls back onto his bed, toeing off his shoes as he goes. He’s tired to the bone and his muscles ache and he’s covered in a thin veneer of sweat mixed with residual wig glue and pancake makeup and he really should be under that glorious waterfall shower right this minute but…..Martin.

With a grunt he pulls out his phone, flicking it open to the last photo he had been looking at–Martin smiling at the camera, his hands shoved into the pockets of his deep blue trousers, slim hips and a casual stance, a fresh hair cut and an aura of someone who was fucking owning themselves in every way. It was so incredibly sexy. As one hand gripped his phone, the other fiddled with his fly, unzipping it hastily, already beginning to feel the tell tale stirrings down below and the clench of tension in his lower abdomen.

“This won’t take very long” he thought, and too wracked with need to get up and dig through his mess of suitcases to find any lube or lotion or whatever he’d managed to pack, he simply spit into his palm (crude he thought, like when he was at boarding school and had to make do) and shoved his hand into his pants, connecting with the warm hardness and beginning to stroke. This was no Sunday morning wank session–slow and lazy strokes, taking time to tease himself–but hard and frantic, almost rough. He needed contact, delicious friction, and he needed it now.

“Oh god..” He moaned as he worked himself, stroking his shaft up and down and pumping his hips into his hand, his arse raising off the bed with each thrust. The hand holding the phone trembled slightly as he felt the tension coiling in his body.

Martin just stared back at him. Brilliant smile. Confident demeanor. Trim waist. An tight little ass clad in tight little pants. Smiling back at Ben as if he knew. That cheeky little fucker.

“Oh…fffuuuu…..ahh…ah…ah….ughhhhhh….” He moaned, louder and louder, closing his eyes and arching his head back into the pillow, the back of his neck now sticky with perspiration. His mind was filled with nothing but images of taking Martin, bending his tight little body over the nearest chair or table, pulling those tight blue pants down, and fucking the ever loving shit out of him.

Ben’s breaths were coming out now in hot little bursts. Tiny little whines escaped the back of his throat. He was close, so close. His hand pumped and pumped, his prick so slick and hot he felt his fist would fly off, so he gripped harder.

Those hips. That ass. That chest. The little dip of exposed skin at the hollow of his throat. Ben wanted to lick it, he wanted to lick it as he slid into him and..

“Oh holy fuck shit jee–aaaaaah fuck fuuuck.” He exclaimed, his stomach clenching and then convulsing wildly as his prick shot out ribbons of hot release onto his hand and abdomen.

The come down was fast and he immediately felt loose limbed and languid, as if he had just got out of a hot tub or received a killer Swedish massage. Every bit of stress was seeped out of his body, floating into the ether, and he was dimly aware of the sticky mess growing cold on his belly as his head lolled to the side and his eyelids grew heavy.

He hadn’t come that hard in a while.

Suddenly the phone–which was now dangling precariously on the edge of the bed, discarded as his orgasm had overtook him–started to jangle a familiar ring tone and his face, which had grown slack in the after glow, spread into a wide grin as he saw the name on the screen.

“Hello babe.” Ben pressed the speaker phone button and suddenly the room was filled with the sound of a voice he hadn’t heard in way too long.

Ages even.

Ok, well it was like two days but still. Far too long.

“Hey love. Long day, you sound beat?” Martin’s light, melodic tone sounded jovial but there was a slight edge of worry there. “I tried calling you earlier but I think you were on set. We’re like two ships passing in the night sometimes..you and I.” He sighed. “I miss you.”

Ben felt his heart thud wildly in his chest. No matter how long they had been doing ….this….whatever it is they were doing….it still never failed to affect him in such a visceral way.

“I miss you too. And yeah, it was a big fight scene today. I’m exhausted. Need a good rub down.”

“Ah. Well if only you weren’t an ocean away I could give you a rub down.” Martin sniggered, and Ben could visualize the saucy eyebrow raise that came with. That man…that silly, lovely gem of a man.

He loved him. He really, truly did. One day he would get the balls to tell him.

“I’m sure you would babe. But as needs must one has to take care of themselves when the mood strikes. You know how it goes.” Ben bit his lip, smiling at the ceiling.

“Oh that’s how it goes, is it? Enlighten me posh boy.”

“All I will say is that I saw some…pictures of you. At the premiere today. Single life looks good on you is all I will say. That’s what all the fan girls are saying at any rate.”

“Oh does it now?” Martin barked out a laugh. “Tumblr again Ben? You’ve got a problem you know?” Another high pitched giggle and then there was a beat of silence and then a wistful “it’s not single life that looks good on me you know? It’s you.” and Ben felt his insides turn to jelly.

“Is that why you look so damn good lately? Me?”

“Apparently so. You’ve got magical powers there Cumberbatch, making an ugly sod like me into hot stuff.”

Ben giggled. If he had a choice he would be on the first plane back to London, back to his own home, his own bed, his lover…boyfriend?….
whatever…..in it with him. But he was unfortunately stuck in this humid hellscape for at least two more weeks.

“So…” Martin continued, his tone playful. “Tell me more about how you wanked off to my pictures. I want all the sordid details.”


I absolutely love the idea of Ben having a tumblr, and idk how you got inside my head, but the image of Ben jerking off makes me feel a certain type of way SOOOOO thank you!!! ;) Lol but really, it was great!  👍

@freebatchfun, you said you wanted to be tagged

Queensward AU

A little different from the Queensward AU I had planned with OCs, but the foundation is still there. This one revolves around Ignis especially; it’ll be the AU One for the Money is in. I’m still working on the details, cos this is only a vague AU unlike the one with OCs.

The Queensward

  • A secret, elite legion of spymasters, saboteurs and assassins under the Lucian Kingdom’s command. Founded by her late majesty Queen Aulea, they were trained to undertake missions of espionage and subterfuge, as a way to protect their kingdom.
  • Their maxim: We are the shadows of the Lucian light; loyal, noble and steadfast. We serve only our King. We serve to protect his Kingdom. We will not falter.

Founding and Formation

  • So, Queen Aulea founded this group around the time she before she marries Regis, maybe when they’re engaged.
  • Basically, it’s a tag team effort between Regis and Aulea; Regis stayed in the limelight, with his Crownsguard and Kingsglaive while Aulea stuck to the shadows with her Queensward.
  • They were already betrothed at some point in their youth, so they’ve had conversations like these before. About how they’d help each other out as they became the monarchs of their land. 
  • Aulea liked the stories of the Queens Regis always told her. So part of the reason for creating the Queensward was because she was inspired by the Rogue Queen (she’s called the Crouching Dragon King in Japanese :D). Since she took the shadows to protect her kingdom, Aulea could do the same.
  • Another reason was because she knew that a peacekeeping force would only do so much if they didn’t have reliable information and advantages on their side. 
  • So the hand-picked team to become the first Queensward were old contacts from outside of Lucis that she employed or asked favours from; very few rogue-classed individuals who knew how to do their jobs. Most of them were spies, some were assassins and others were just really good at keeping quiet during their jobs and not getting caught.
  • Of those chosen, one of them suggested that if they had to train new operatives, some of them should start from young. 
    • To instill a strong sense of loyalty in them, that they would only serve the King and Queen, and protect their kingdom.
    • There’s truth in these words, even if Aulea doesn’t like it.
  • With that, Aulea then takes on the burden of choosing children to aid her cause.

The Early Years

  • When Regis found out, there was a fight between the two of them. Regis was an honourable man, he doesn’t want children fighting for their cause. Aulea is a logical and sensible woman, she knows the risks and necessities in order to make the Queensward work.
  • There’s a strain in their relationship, all the way up to their marriage. But like Regis’ fight with Cid, it does simmer down. Mostly because the Queensward worked.
    • A lot of close calls and battles were possible of intel fed by spies on the other side.
    • Though their numbers are very few because they’re still very new. But veterans make up for the lack of numbers through experience and efficiency.
  • Four years into their deployment, Noctis is born. Aulea was a kind and soft woman, as much as she was a practical one. While she could not bear the thought of leaving her son, it had to be done.
  • The Queensward needed a leader; someone who could work with all members, 24/7. The current higher-ups were unanimous in their decision to have Aulea as their permanent leader.
  • And thus, Queen Aulea Lucis Caelum nee Hinata, passed away at childbirth.
    • (ehhh, we’ll work on her maiden name)

Current Active Roster

Okay so here’s one of the parts where the Queensward works differently from the OC version. Some in-universe characters are working for the Queensward, while still performing whatever duties they had as a front. 

It also differs in that the OC versions, all OCs have no names. Just designations. I’m not sure if I want to incorporate this with the in-universe characters or not.

So far, I’ve only got two on Lucian side:

  • Ignis Scientia: Regis had asked the Scientia family to have one of their own be the advisor to his future heir. When Ignis was born, Aulea made arrangements to ensure that whatever training included for Ignis as he grew, included Queensward training.
    • As Ignis grew up being groomed to be the prince’s right hand man, he was also taught the fine art of sabotage.
    • In this, he grew to be proficient at, which was how he was really good at the stealth missions in the game.
    • Designation: Tadashi (忠) – Loyalty
  • Pelna Khara: During one of Regis’ tours as a prince, Aulea would follow. In Galahd, Cavaugh, she met this intellectual child. He’s good with his hands, better with his brain and rather honourable for someone so young.
    • One of the Wards was placed in Galahd to help oversee training for this young man, turn him into the perfect assassin. Pelna was an intelligent person; he only needed the right training to become something more.
    • It’s how he got good enough to get into Kingsglaive later on.
    • Designation: Daichi (大智) – Great Wisdom
  • I’m thinking of some other characters to adding Loqi Tummelt and even Iris Amicitia into the roster. We do need someone amongst enemy forces to be a part of Queensward. But still unsure on this bit.
    • Designation: Isamu (勇) – Loqi Tummelt (Courage)
    • Desgination: Kyou (協) – Iris Amicitia (Unite)
  • Maybe my OCs will join in the fray? Ehhh we’ll see.     

That’s all I have at the moment? Since this is a combination of canon and OCs, it’s a little difficult to harmonise it all. Ah, c’est la vie~

anonymous asked:

Okay but what about Bellamy being famous and coming to ark or wherever for Octavia's wedding and he runs into Clarke(while she's working at a coffee shop or something) and she's like and who are you and Bellamy finds it kind of refreshing or something or even vice versa


Bellamy tries to stay humble, but, honestly, there’s a certain demographic that he can expect to recognize him. It’s not ego–although he also has a pretty healthy ego–it’s just fact. Girls fourteen to thirty tend to know who Bellamy Blake is, or, at least, who James Potter is. And they recognize that Bellamy is the one playing him, even if they don’t always know his actual full name. Harry Potter: Marauders is really popular, and Bellamy’s the fucking lead. He doesn’t always love that–fame is simultaneously cool and overwhelming–but after six years, he has certain expectations about what will happen when he meets new people, especially people in certain age groups.

Which was one of the reasons he wasn’t looking forward to his baby sister’s wedding.

Others include: it’s his baby sister (who just graduated from college, Jesus) and it’s her wedding and he’s in the middle of nowhere for a week and a half and he doesn’t even get to hang out with O that much, because she’s busy with wedding stuff and he’s terrible at it.

Today, he has been entrusted with exactly one thing, and when he sees the girl behind the counter, he figures it’ll be easy. She’s probably around his sister’s age, right in their target demographic, and she’s cute. For once, his fame could actually improve his life. That would be cool.

He can just hear Octavia’s voice in his head saying, You don’t have to flirt to get coffee, Bell, it’s her job to give you coffee but he ignores it. He’s bored, he’s cranky, and he likes Lincoln’s family well enough, but he feels kind of shitty that all he’s really contributing to the whole wedding thing is money and giving his sister away, while they do all the real work. Which is fucked up all by itself, because if you’d asked him ten years ago, all he would have wanted was to be able to give his sister enough money so she could get through college and have the perfect wedding. But it stings sometimes, feeling like that’s all he’s good for now.

So, yeah. He’s in a shitty mood. He wants a pretty girl to validate him. It’s not a crime.

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