Female preffered but not required

I possesn't any human ocs. Do they have to be human or can I use one of my non-humans

depends on the non human you plan

Humanoid something. Still deciding. I have a lot of humanoids. It's not an actual animal.

just show me ig

Female humanoid cat, I'm tired n too lazy to crop image (not my only one)

F**k it. Y not a furry?

More human oc is one that's mostly normal but happens to have wings and would ears after eight years of exposure to dark magic

I see. Works for me

K

I apologize but I just don't make human ocs. Oh but I have a more human one, just not a picture of her

(The dark magic oc. Her name is Crowe.)
Crowe: Oh, a note. Wonder what it says?

S_STANLEY?!

Crowe: *leaning against nearest locker* Holy sh*t. Plot twist.

what now?!

Crowe: *saying in her head* Knowing Stanley, he'd never accept a dare. So that means this is real. Oh god. Plan, Crowe. If you can escape priests, you can make a logical decision in the face of someone's romantic attraction to you.

he seems nice.. but he's a total nerd

Crowe: I don't like him back, but i don't wanna hurt his feelings... oh god what do I do here

later, Stanley is reading a book under a tree in the courtyard

Crowe: *in head* Chill. Chill, Crowe. He might not have found out that I caught on. Just hang out with him. As a friend. Platonically. What could go wrong?

hey.

Crowe: Hi. Mind if I sit here?

I.. I Love you

Crowe: *thinking "pretend you had no idea"* O-Oh. Wow. Not what I thought you were gonna say...

he hides his face

Crowe: Listen. This is awkward. Very. But don't be ashamed. These are your feelings, okay? Don't hide them. No matter how painful it's gonna be. *she hugged him to comfort him* And never pretend they aren't there.

do you... like me too?

Crowe: *thinking "This is a turning point. I don't want to make him sad, he's already so insecure." She always though of him as a friend until earlier today, but noe that she really thinks about it...* In all honestly... it's really complicated. Like you're somewhere between friend and crush. You're great. Really. Don't think I'm lying to you. But... I'm just not sure.

he's silent

Crowe: Okay. We both got a little weight off our shoulders. I really hope this doesn't build itself into a wall. But for now, I challenged someone who hates us both. And I have to fight him. *she places her hand on his shoulder for a few seconds, then slowly steps away.*

he stands there quiet, small tears fall after she leaves

Crowe: *whispering* I'm sorry. I think I made a mistake.

(We're over here writing a romance novel that would make it to Barnes & Noble)

Simple reads "I like you"

Gamer: *appears out of no-where* ..! Uh- hey- uh, I accidentally dropped a note, have you seen it?

Gamer: just wondering...

The girl jumped

(Bro just materialized)

Gamer: s-sorry..! I didn't mean to scare you*looks a little sad* ...

Gamer: *see's the note* uh... *summons paper* *memorizes the note in the same hand writing* ..! U-uh... *looks away trying not to make eye contact*

(Is gamer supposed to be here)

(NO!)

(Ah okay. So I just ignore him)

plz do

K

Crowe: That's weird. *looking for a signature*
(Forgot to mention but she hides her wings and wolf ears because they got her into a lot of crazy cult stuff)

It's slightly messy, more masculine handwriting. It's anonymous, however.

Crowe: Why did I even expect them to sign their name... well, I doubt someone would do this on a whim. So it's either a dare or I've got a secret admirer.

Only one way to find out...

Crowe: That's right, voice in my head. EXTENSIVE INVESTIGATION ON RANDOM MEN'S HANDWRITING.

music plays as montage cue

(Montage time)
Crowe: *montage of taking pictures of at least 30 male's handwriting*

one nerdy guy is writing in a book

Crowe: *ascends slowly behind him and takes picture of handwriting*

frrrrr

he walks away

Crowe: Too late for tears. I've gotta fight for us both now. *she sighs. It's obviously not easy to not cry. Thankfully she's made it to the track just in time.*

the main bully stands there with his friends on the sideline

Crowe: Ahh, dumbass. Here you are. *it's easier to choke back tears when you're insulting someone, she thinks*

stanley secretly atches

Crowe: I would say "fair fight," but I actually don't give a damn as long as it's 1v1. So I guess it's time for one of us to regret our life decisions. *She punched him in the nose.*

Stanley wineces

Crowe: Damn that felt good.

The bully roundhouse kicks gher

Crowe: *is knocked back a bit* Ngh... okay. My turn. *Regains her composure and, albeit oddly, run towards him and punches him in the side of the face, making him stagger*

AH! C-crowe...?

Crowe: Student named after bird in the corvidae family. In the flesh.

Stanley, the nerd: y-you scared me a little

Crowe: Well, that was better than the last time someone snuck up behind you and you almost fell out of your chair.

Stanley puts away his book

Crowe: *just about to walk away* Anyway have a good evening bye :D

he blushes as she leaves

Crowe: *looking back on the pictures taken* Let's see if we can't find the guy...

all fail... spare one

Crowe: *compares this remaining picture to the note, reminding herself whose it was*

Ach!

Crowe: You scared, kiddo? *She hit them a second time in the same place*

He growls and lunges

Crowe: *sidesteps, hoping it'll be far enough to dodge*

stanley gets between them "leave her alone!{

Crowe: *to stanley* With all due respect, please don't do that. You're gonna get your ass beat. Lemme handle them.

he let her take over,clearly sad he's useless in a figth

Crowe: Don't get all "oh I can't do anything" on me, either. Pathetic isn't a good look on you. *turns to bullies* I'm gonna hit these guys until they BEG for death.

Stanley holds her hand to stop her

n-mo... I don't want you getting hurt

Crowe: *a bit surprised, smiles at him* Listen to me, Stanley. Don't worry about me getting hurt. I went through worse stuff in my childhood that I wouldn't exactly enjoy discussing, I can take being hit by these b*tch-ass losers.

b-but...

Crowe: You don't have to worry. Please. For my sake. When was the last time you worried something would happen and it did? *she turns away and faces the bullies* You. Me. Middle of the mile-long track. FIve minutes. Only one of you.

he blushes as they nod and leave

Crowe: Now, before I beat an illiterate kid to a pulp, you look really, really nervous. Whatever it is, tell me. Just keep it under five minutes.

o-of course!

Crowe: *sits next to him* So how's your day been?

good... y-yours?

Crowe: It's been good. *talking seems awkward with this secret they both know*

bullies come

Crowe: Ah sh*t. It's the posse of the unloved.

hey pigeon!

Crowe: Bad move, pigeons get fed more than you.

Whatcha say, punk?

Crowe: *stepping closer to them* Well, I'd hate to explain it three times over. So let me simplify it in four words. Eat. Sh*t. And. Die.