0sc-jess
0sc-jess
heyoo!
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mostly just osc art and links :3 WARNING: LOTS OF 4X!
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0sc-jess · 5 days ago
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plEASE draw four downing a bag of cheetos :( for my friend :((( pllplspldpld
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HIS GREED SICKENS ME
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0sc-jess · 6 days ago
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0sc-jess · 6 days ago
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1000 likes!
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no i didn’t
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0sc-jess · 7 days ago
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4x therapy #ihatetpot19
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0sc-jess · 10 days ago
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If I go down, he's coming with. idgaf.
Colored version ⬇️
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someone please save him...
also the song is
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0sc-jess · 12 days ago
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lily is such a cutie i love her her design
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ikr! She’s so tiny and cutie pootie i love her sm
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0sc-jess · 15 days ago
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i love this stupid creature
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0sc-jess · 23 days ago
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I made the xfohv characters into my style instead of the original xfohv style bc yesss!!
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0sc-jess · 1 month ago
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im a big fan of fans
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0sc-jess · 1 month ago
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Kill me
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0sc-jess · 2 months ago
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stdwolom am I right
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0sc-jess · 2 months ago
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You definitely want to send your X gijinkas/humanoid designs in the asks, definitely, mhm
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0sc-jess · 2 months ago
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i love yuri!!!!!!!!! woO!!!!! yeah!!!!
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0sc-jess · 2 months ago
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First of all, I love everything you write—your Ena × reader scenarios are so good that I read them over and over again!!!
I’d like to hear your opinion on how you think Ena would react if the reader made a plushie that looks like her
AUTHOR’S NOTE
Thank you so much for the kind words, friend! I’m very glad you enjoy my work enough to keep returning to my blog. As a token of appreciation, I went ahead and answered your question in a headcanon post—enjoy!
- SAINT RUNE
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•☽────✧˖°˖ PRODUCTIVE BUSINESS PARTNER ˖°˖✧────☾•
★ Summary: A Compilation Of Headcanons Featuring The Reader Gifting Salesperson ENA A Plush Of Herself
★ Character(s): Salesperson ENA (ENA: Dream BBQ),
★ Genre: Headcanons, SFW
★ Warning(s): None - Completely Safe!
★ Image Credits: @JoelG
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☆ You don’t say anything at first. You just hand her the plush. It’s shaped like her, right down to the angular mitten-hand and mismatched socks. You even embroidered the stray hairs. ENA takes it with a thoughtful hum, spinning the plush slowly in her clawed hand. “Ohhh…! You manufactured this? Your prototype resembles me—how flattering! Might I suggest licensing options?” Her smile falters. “Or… was this not for business?” You shake your head. It was just for her. Pause. She hugs it to her chest. “…Oh. So it’s a… companionship item.” Then, louder, almost worried: “Wait! Wait wait wait—am I your companionship item?”
☆ Meanie is the first to really see it. She notices the stitching on the little red side is uneven, and the thread on the yellow side is too tight, slightly puckered. “You didn’t even bother measuring me, did you?! I look like a bag of chewed-up dignity!” But her voice cracks at the end, and she pulls the plush in close. “This is…stupid. It’s ugly. And it’s all mine.” She tucks it under her arm like contraband, glaring at anyone who even breathes near it. “It’s not for sale. Don’t ask.”
☆ She names it. Against your better judgment, you ask what. She stares at the plush for five whole seconds before answering with deadpan gravity: “Business Casual.” No explanation. No elaboration. Later, you catch her whispering to it like a confidant. She’s practicing pitches. Practicing apologies. Practicing goodbyes.
☆ She sets up a meeting. For you. “Welcome, dear client! I’ve brought a visual aid to represent our shared goals and partnership.” She puts the plush on a tiny stool made of stacked sugar cubes. “Here’s me,” she says with uncharacteristic softness. “Made by you.” She looks at you through her triangle eyes. Her voice lowers. “Do you… see what that means?”
☆ After a long day in some dimension where static screams and nobody blinks, she collapses face-first onto a glitching couch and pulls out the plush. She doesn’t speak. She just buries her face in its little triangle-head and breathes out, quiet, for once. You hear a soft, guilty murmur. “…Don’t leave. I’m not finished being real yet.”
☆ When ENA gets corrupted—green, cracked, mouth-splitting-down-both-sides ENA—she tries to keep the plush away from herself. “I don’t want it to melt,” she says, cradling it in her left arm while the right spasms. “I don’t want me to melt onto it.” It’s the only thing she still recognizes when her limbs go numb. “Tell it I’m sorry,” she slurs through glitched-out vowels. “Tell it I… Tell it to wait for me.”
☆ She starts carrying it in a satchel you also gave her. Like a good luck charm. Or maybe a holy relic. “According to multiple spiritual frameworks, this would be considered a totem,” she explains. When danger’s near, she pulls it out like a ward. “Back off! This entity is emotionally bonded to a creator! Any malicious intent will be punished by universal debt collectors!” Meanie intercepts, “Touch it and I eat your fingers.”
☆ There’s a moment—a quiet, unlit moment—where ENA lies on the floor with the plush beside her, the two of them staring at the ceiling. She mutters, “Do you think they’d still like me if I were small? Like…that small?” She holds the plush against your shoulder. “Would you take care of me like that?” You say yes. You say you already do.
☆ Once, you try to surprise her by making a second one. A mini ENA, stitched from scraps. You call it “Business Casual Junior.” She stares at it. Then at you. Then at the plush. Then back at you. “…We’re having children now?!” Salesperson starts planning a future, complete with dreamscape playgrounds and micro-entrepreneur mentorships. Meanie starts stress-eating metaphorical rocks. “…I didn’t even sign up for this relationship, and suddenly I’m in charge of felt babies?!”
☆ Eventually, she gives the plush her cap. Just once. Just to see how it looks. It’s too big, the brim swallowing its tiny embroidered face. Still—she whispers, “There. Now you’re ready.” She turns to you, smiling faintly. “Let’s not pretend you didn’t stitch this from some strange kind of love. I see it now.” Her eyes soften. Her voice flickers into both tones at once: “I’ll keep it close. Until the next purge. And after.” And she does. Always.
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0sc-jess · 2 months ago
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slackers 🙄
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0sc-jess · 2 months ago
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I’ll be the good person and help Anon
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This is what the link is (also you can’t send picture, gif, and music when you send things as anonymous)
My eyes are on the prize holy moly
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0sc-jess · 3 months ago
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Do u love two time like I do (say yes and I won’t jump you after school)
i’ll think about it
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