#ashy's FRIEND's ocs too

[stickidystickblog]

Please enjoy all of these out of context roleplay doodles

[emilycollins00]

I didnt have time to finish it on your day but nevertheless, happy birthday @ashipiko!! 💕💕💕 Hope you had a fantastic day and got to enjoy it lots, you are the best!! Giving u lots of smoochies <333 I had no idea how to send images through the askbox, so I'm putting my gift here!

[uniquezombiedestiny]

what happens when passion becomes obsession? when the search becomes the hunt? the hunter, the hunted?

[raguiras]

Join "Ramshackle Isn't on Fire (Yet)"!

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OUR BLOG: @riofy-ramshackle

In this timeline, there isn't one Yuu — no, there are MANY, and as a result, things never get boring at Ramshackle...

Applications open!

All about my Twisted Wonderland fan project under the cut!

First off, who am I?

I'm Mionn, a TWST-obsessed artist who recently started posting art here and is planning to make a ton of Twisted Wonderland content in the future.

Said content is going to include a fair share of comics and OC content, which is why I came up with this project.

I also have a meme blog, @twistedmionn, and a blog devoted to my Deuce x Allen ship, @spade-of-storms.

I love hosting projects, and I hope this will be enjoyable for everyone who decides to join!

What is the purpose of the project?

connecting with others in the fandom & making friends

sharing your own OCs and discovering the ones of other members

fun shenanigans with canons & OCs

developing OC relationships

I'm planning to make short comics based on this project, so your OC will occasionally appear in them!

there's going to be a Tumblr blog where I reblog content involving the OCs participating in the project (= serves as a "library" for the OCs)

What exactly is going to be done?

I'm going to make occasional short comics involving the OCs from the project, and they might also make cameos in my usual art.

Outside of that, this project is meant for making friends with fellow OC havers or strengthening already existing friendships! You can also build relationships between your OCs and the ones made by other members.

Additionally, we're going to have a Discord server that allows members to freely ramble about TWST and our OCs. If you don't have Discord, that's totally fine as well!

How do I join? What do I have to do?

It's easy! Send me a DM asking me to join the project and submit all the OCs you want to be a part of it. We will work on further important details then!

Who can join?

Anyone who isn't a proshipper/racist/anti-LGBTQ+.

If I join, do I have to draw/write/do anything for this project?

Unless you want to, not at all! It's meant to be a fun project, not a duty.

Does this project involve roleplay?

No! However, we will have an optional roleplay channel in the Discord server.

Do I need Discord to join the project?

It's preferred, but not necessary in the slightest!

Is there anything monetary about this project?

Nope! It's entirely for shits and giggles.

Can I submit Yuu/Ramshackle OCs only?

While the project is going to focus on the Yuus/Ramshackle students, all types of OCs (except for fandorm ones) are welcome!

How many of my OCs can be included?

As many as you want to.

Is there anything else of note? What's the plot?

Since there are going to be multiple Yuus, Ramshackle doesn't have an official prefect in this project.

None of the Yuus presently know why they're in TWST or what their purpose is.

Are there going to be ships canon to this project?

Yes, and they're actually fairly relevant!

Unless the owners of two OCs decide on making a poly ship, only one OC x canon ship is allowed per canon character.

For the sake of fairness, please submit one OC x canon ship only (maybe your Yumeship/the one that matters the most to you).

OC x OC ships are allowed!

OC x faculty ships are allowed as long as the OC is of age!

OC x side character ships are allowed, too.

Official OC x canon list

Riddle x Grace (@/cyn-write)

Ace x Ashi (@/ashipiko)

Deuce x Allen (@/raguiras / me)

Trey x Haru (@/vanrouge13)

Cater x Vizzie (@/symphonicmetal101)

Leona x Yuuta (@/bunnwich)

Ruggie x Ivy (@/cherrytreegrove)

Jack x Kiyuu (@/skriblee-ksk)

Azul x Taru (@/taruruchi)

Floyd x Yuhua (@/distant-velleity)

Jade x Celes (@/celestelunia)

Kalim x Spider (@/driedupeyeballs)

Jamil x Yulla (@/grimmxelor)

Vil x Bram (@/valy-gc)

Rook x Soleil (@/nyx-of-night)

Epel x Yuuma (@/ollieeyy)

Idia x Yume (@/comingyourlugubriousness)

Malleus x Reina (@/inkblot-mirror)

Silver x Yuukuro (@/beneathsakurashade)

Sebek x Thea (@/althea-and-alcestris)

Lilia x Via (@/galacticstationsblog)

Crowley x Tammy (@/miss-atena)

Crewel x Ezra (@/boopshoops)

Trein x

Sam x

Vargas x

Neige x Beiyuu (@/silksatinbonnet)

Rollo x Beto

Che'nya x Rem

Fellow x Polaris (@/nerdazzler)

Is there a deadline for submitting OCs? Can I join even weeks after the project starts?

You can join anytime or, if you're already a member, add new OCs! There is no deadline.

Can I leave the project?

I'd be sad to see you leave, but it's entirely your choice!

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OCs in the project

We currently have 100+ OCs made by more than 70 creators in the project. They include Yuus, NRC students, faculty, and even some friends from RSA! Join in on the fun and include your own OCs in the project. (✿◕‿◕)

[ashipiko]

WHATS THIS? ASHI HAS APPEARED W A NEW TWST OC? CRAZY!!!!! <3 introducing niko cimarron!!!

FEEL FREE TO COME INTO MY INBOX AND TALK ABOUT HIM BTW IT WOULD SOOO HELP ME DEVELOP HIM 🫶

“What’s it now, Carrots? Got yourself in another mess?”

INFO UNDER CUT!

• HE KINDA??? IS MAGICLESS? while in NRC. THE MAGIC SCHOOL.

• 😭😭 you may be wondering how exactly. he doesn’t know either. I FEEL LIKE MIRACULOUSLY HE DID IT AS A JOKE AND SOMEHOW GOT INTO NRC????? as for the entrance ceremony IM STILL WORKING ON IT but magicless fox boy. OK

• <3 scarabia 2nd year!! he vibe checked himself and was like “yk what this one is convincing enough” and here we are

• he doesn’t necessarily LIE despite people sayin that he does all the time 🤔🤔 more so that he’s really good w his words and he just kinda dodges questions in a creative way 🫶 does this sound familiar

• rumor has it he’s made out w azul once and no one knows if it’s actually true or not </3

• everytime he sells his little “pawpsicles” outside of montro lounge (like RIGHT outside) and Azul tries to kick him out he pulls the “oh I GET IT you’re just salty I’ve moved on aren’t you” and suddenly it’s like no one believes Azul 😭😭 ITS KINDA FUNNY

• the tweels LOVE him because of how entertaining he is espec w azul!!! THEY SUPPORT NIKO WRONGS!!!!

• best friend is crowley FR I feel like azul’s TRIED to talk to him about niko but he’s just “a student trying to make a profit. much like you, ashengrotto!” so it doesn’t work. AZUL OUT HERE STRUGGLING

• as for relations w the prefect I FEEL LIKE THEYD BE A LOT LIKE NICK AND JUDY. considering the fact that’s he’s also a magicless student in a magic school I can see a small scene where it’s like “you’re not alone, all right? hey— that doesn’t mean you can run off telling everyone, carrots.” BUUUT. he kinda has issues

• trying to keep up the act of him seemingly having magic because he doesn’t want to be exposed as a phony at NRC……. he doesn’t wanna give into that fox/playboy stereotype and now he’s kinda in this big mess of a lie that he can’t get himself outta 😔 so I imagine telling the prefect is a whole big thing with vulnerability

• he doesn’t care too much about the other guys at nrc but w the prefect who’s given him a chance to be smth more than just a flirt or playboy or scammer he’s kinda scared to tell them he’s been lying to their face this whole time. YK? HES JJST A LITTLE GUY!!!! 🫶 he’s attached to the prefect whether he’d admit it or not <3

• DID I MENTION HE KINDA HAS A PLAYBOY PERSONA?

• ALSO W CALLING THE PREFECT “CARROTS” I can imagine a scene at lunch where he meets the prefect and he’s like “oh you must really like carrots, huh? there’s a bunch on your plate” and yuu gets the decision of either “no, I hate carrots” or “yes, I love carrots!” and either way he goes “huh. well, carrots is your name now~”

[cdragons]

Bound by Embroidered Chains - Aemond Targaryen x Seamstress!OC x Jacaerys Velaryon - Chapter Two

Previous Chapter

Summary: Dragons have a habit in hoarding the prettiest of jewels, and pearls are of no exceptions.

Warnings- MDNI 18+ Obsessive Behavior (we all knew this was coming), tiny!Jace is delulu, tiny!Aemond is kind of a jerk in this one, Dark Themes, shit is going down, not betaread we burn like Harrenhal, etc. Also, translations for Valyrian will be added at the bottom! Also, I used an online translator for the High Valyrian, so it may not be great 🫠

Author's Note: I'M BACKKKKKK! I am so sorry for leaving this story alone for so long! I have been getting into other fandoms and making new stories because of those fandoms. But the two new trailers for HOTD season 2 brought me back! I swear I will be better at updating this story! But on the bright side, I made this chapter over 5k word length! I own only the plot and OCs of this story, please do not repost without my permission.

Despite living in the Red Keep for nearly your entire life, you still felt hopelessly lost as you walked down the corridors beside the prince. Like you and Aemond, the sight of you walking side by side with the heir of the Iron Throne’s firstborn son made for an unusual sight for the courtiers of the Royal Family. But this was not the case with the serving staff, which comprised smallfolk. Your mother was a favored companion by Queen Alicent and Princess Rhaenyra. Despite coming from such humble beginnings, Doreah of Essos became a highly regarded member of the serving staff belonging to the House of Targaryen. All the maids respected your mother, while most stewards who served under knights idolized your father. And as your mother’s daughter, they were very used to the vision of one of their humble sewists’ children playing with the Royal children.

As a result, no one so much as batted an eye when they saw you walking down the halls directly beside Prince Jacaerys. It would have made a much more unusual sight if your presence was absent by either his or his uncle’s side. The older staff bowed their heads in respect to the prince while also flashing a small but kind smile at you. The younger serving girls were still too new in the ways of the court and beamed with broad smiles at the sight of you before acknowledging Jace. You grinned back as you inwardly beamed at the knowledge that Head Septa Marlow was with you.

She would have scolded those girls fiercely if she had caught them greeting an apprentice seamstress before the prince.

You turned your head to glance at your childhood friend, who happened to be second in line for the Iron Throne, as you both made your way to his mother’s chambers. Your eyebrows furrowed as you took in the troubled expression on his face. Just a few minutes ago, he was practically bouncing on his feet as the two of you left Aemond alone in the Godswood. But now it felt as if he was a thousand miles away from you despite being so close. Having been by his side since his birth, you always felt a sense of protectiveness toward the young prince. No matter his station, you were a month past your third name-day when he was brought into this world. It was natural that you were perspective to his shifting moods.

“Jace?” you softly called out to him. You were relieved to have brought him out of his thoughts. “Are you alright?”

Jacaerys stopped in the middle of the stone corridor. Staring at you with those large brown eyes, he looked much older than his actual age. When someone as happy and bright as Jace became somber, it was always a reason to worry. Was Rhaenyra all right? Had he been listening to those awful rumors of his true birth?

“Ashi’,” he began, “what were you and Aemond discussing in the Godswoods’ Heart Tree?”

Ah, so that’s what this is about.

You inwardly grimaced as you realized how foolish you were to worry. With Aemond and Jace, it was always something one did to the other. And almost every time, it was up to you to stop their squabbling by being forced into the middle. You were not as blind as everyone in the castle liked to believe you were. You knew that both boys had an unhealthy attachment to you for whatever reason they conjured in their minds. Reasons that were only encouraged by their mothers.

You were still cross when they interrupted you and your mother’s reunion with your father. The matter was really very stupid. Jace had made fun of Aemond for not having a dragon during their family supper with the King. However, Jace only did so because Aemond and Aegon were snickering to themselves about how fat Princess Rhaenyra had grown due to her third pregnancy.

It didn’t make any difference to you, in all honesty. All you remembered from that time was that your time with your beloved father was forcibly cut short. To make matters worse, the two boys’ outbursts startled your mother, and the stress was so terrible that it nearly caused her to faint.

As a result, you decided not to speak to either boy for nearly two weeks. It had grown to the point where Queen Alicent and Princess Rhaenyra practically begged you to forgive their sons—but even a royal command would not budge you. It did not matter how many blueberry tarts or honey cakes they gave for your forgiveness. You made it very clear that you would resolve never to speak to either boy unless they sincerely apologized to your mother for the awful fright they gave her. You finally resumed your friendship with them after your mother asked you herself to forgive them after Aemond gifted her a lovely bouquet of blue and purple hyacinths, and Jace gifted her a basket full of her favorite honey lemon cakes.

“Jace,” you groaned, “you cannot be serious.”

“Ashi’, you’ve been spending so much time with him lately. I feel like I don’t ever get to see you anymore.”

Rolling your eyes, you walked away from him as you sped up your pace to reach their destination. You only made it a few meters from where you were earlier before Jacaerys caught up to you and firmly grasped your wrist to keep you in place.

“I’m serious, Ashi’!” he insisted. “Unless it’s for fittings or when the Maester seeks your help teaching us High Valyrian, I rarely ever see you anymore!” His eyes had a wet sheen in the light, and his lip quivered slightly. “I miss you. Luke misses you. And so does Mother and Father!”

If the pitiful sight was enough to fill you with guilt, his next question nearly broke your heart.

“Do you – do you still consider me your friend?”

“Oh, Jace-” you pulled your younger friend into your arms “- of course I do. I’ve been so busy with my duties and my mother’s health. She and Princess Rhaenys have been so concerned over Lady Laena’s pregnancy and are trying to convince Prince Daemon to travel to Driftmark for the baby’s arrival.”

Jacaerys wrapped his arms around you, eager to feel your warmth. If the gods were kind, time would stop, and he and you would stay like this forever. But he became sad at the mention of his Aunt Laena. He had heard his father recount hundreds of stories of their time together at Driftmark in their youth. Jace knew his father missed his sister terribly, and he was sure she missed him the same.

You noticed your friend’s change in behavior. You looked at him with concerned eyes, and his heart began to race at your care for him.

“Oh, Jace,” you whispered, “have I upset you somehow? I did not mean to!”

Jace frantically shook his head. “No, Ashi’! I just wondered…do you think I’ll ever meet my Aunt Laena?” he softly asked. “Do you think she’ll like me? Can you tell me more about my cousins?”

You rolled your eyes at his request. He had yet to do so despite your advice for Jace to send a raven or two to his cousins. You hadn’t seen the twins for many years, but the three of you wrote to each other so often that it felt like you would recognize them by how they spoke alone.

“I’m sure she and your cousins will adore you, Jace. Baela is excited about her new sibling. She says she’s close to riding Moondancer! Once she gets big enough, she hopes to ride her with Rhaena!”

Jace wondered how you’d react if you knew he didn’t write to his cousins because he was scared they wouldn’t like him. To be honest, he didn’t really care about them at all. He only cared about the way you smiled at him, and only him, when he asked.

“Mother!”

Still seated at her dark-stained ebony-wood desk, Princess Rhaenyra of House Targaryen scribbled away with her black swan’s feather quill, nearly hidden behind stacks of dusty tomes and piles of scrolls from across the Seven Kingdoms and, despite being heavy with child, remained to be one of the most exquisite beauties across the realm. Hearing her eldest son’s voice, she looked up from her papers and smiled at the two children standing in her chambers' doorway.

“Jace! You made it and brought our little Lady Ashirri with you.”

You looked down at your feet as your cheeks slightly pinkened at the attention brought to you. Princess Rhaenyra was one of your mother’s closest friends and one of the few belonging to the noble houses that approved of your father’s rise in status. But his title was only in name, and so many in the keep look down on him with ill-hidden disdain. And as a result, many in the keep looked down on you with the same contempt and disgust.

The image of Lord Otto Hightower’s cold and judging eyes gazing down at you with arrogance came to mind before you could block it out.

You lifted your skirts and bowed in a deep curtsy in respect for Princess Rhaenyra. “Yes, my princess. Prince Jacaerys told me that you required my assistance with something?”

Princess Rhaenyra warmly smiled and laughed. “Yes. My husband seems at a crossroads in deciding which fabrics best suit his sister. Although, as you can see, he is being unnecessarily picky about it all.”

Her husband, Prince Consort Laenor of House Velaryon, stood beside your mother with his arms spread wide apart. On each arm were textiles of luxurious materials and superb stitching patterns. His close friend and confidant, Ser Qarl Correy, stood close behind him. The crown princess spoke truthfully as the entire room was filled with dozens of fabric bolts, from brilliant orange-marigold Dornish satin to iridescent light-azure Yi Tish silk. Your eyes were filled with excitement and wonder at the magnificent sight. You raced to touch the imported textiles.

“Is this silk truly from Yi Ti?” you softly whispered while carefully stroking the surface with one finger. “It looks almost too pretty to be real. This color would beautifully complement Lady Laena’s complexion and silver curls.”

Your mother and Prince Laenor smiled in agreement. It was softer than anything you’ve ever touched. Yi Tish silk was famous for its textile quality. One bolt was worth double your mother’s monthly wage at the Red Keep. The color alone was mastery at its finest. You knew from personal experience that blue was an incredibly tricky dye to handle. Although it was a primary color, it was rare in nature. You had to devote hours, if not days, to find the correct materials to yield the desired tone and shade properly. But that work is useless if the dye ends up damaging the fabric. Dark blue was one matter – it was still stunning, and many nobles would pay a hefty amount of coin for it. But to own such beauty, you wouldn’t dare imagine the price for a few yards, let alone an entire bolt.

“Fine eye as always, little lady,” Laenor jovially laughed. “Yes, I’m sure at least one of these fabrics will make a suitable dress for my sister before she gifts me another niece or nephew. I’m afraid your mother is very cross with me at the moment. Any delay in choosing the fabric will result in her being unable to finish the dress before the baby is born.”

“Lady Laena will need it to be loose and not so tight around her waist,” you spoke matter-of-factly. “Muña says that most pregnant women have rashes and inflammations after giving birth, so the dress must be made of a fabric that won’t cause irritation. Let’s see…excuse me for a moment?”

 You took out the small leather-bound journal Kepa gave you as a gift from one of his many voyages with Lord Corlys that you kept in your dress pocket, along with a small stick of charcoal. You drew out the image as quickly as possible whenever inspiration struck, regardless of the time or place. It was a habit that could lead to horrible misunderstandings, but being scolded and berated mattered little to you if it meant you could train yourself to be half as talented a seamstress as your mother.

After flipping past all your previous ideas, you finally spotted a blank page. Racing to your mother’s side for help, you excitedly shoved the journal in her face.

You thought aloud and drew out the concept simultaneously. “I think it should be blue. Even if Lady Laena married Prince Daemon, she is still a Velaryon by birth! Maybe if we chose a material that looks like water, it would make her feel closer to Driftmark and Lady Rhaenys!”

Doreah beamed from ear to ear as she crouched down and took you in a tight embrace. It filled her with such joy to know her daughter had developed such a tender and compassionate heart. You were a deeply empathetic girl who always considered the needs of others before your own. Her little pearl had a heart of gold that shone through the darkest storms. She planted a loud kiss on your cheek before letting you go.

“That sounds like a wonderful idea, my little pearl,” her eyes twinkled as she cupped your cheeks. “I have just the fabric in mind for it.”

Lady Doreah Pyke pulled out a large bolt of shimmering azure blue silk velvet. The rippled pattern and texture matched the transcendent and melancholy shores that surrounded High Tide. You gasped in delight at the sight of it. It was exactly the color you imagined! You gently caressed the hand-pleated panels, expecting it to feel crinkly and cheap despite its luster. But the fabric sheen and its soft, velvety texture made you want to wrap yourself with it like a warm blanket.

Your mother thoughtfully inspected the fabric. “Yes, this will be perfect. However, I think instead of a dress, it may be better to be used as a cloak. If the result is as beautiful as my little pearl envisions it to be, it would be a shame to be a dress for one lady. If it is a cloak, it can be passed down from mother to daughter.”

“An heirloom cloak…” you murmured in excitement. Your mother was a genius. “It sounds so romantic…the waves should be hand-painted and glass beads strung and stitched into the fabric. Oh, Lady Laena will look like a sea goddess! Would she like it enough to pass it down to Ladies Baela or Rhaena?”

Doreah chuckled at your delight and booped your nose. “She will love it, my darling – especially because you will be helping me make it.”

“A wonderful idea!” exclaimed Laenor. “Who better than our lovely Doreah and her little pearl to complete the task?”

“Really?” you gasped. To work beside your mother on such a prestigious project…was like a dream too good to be true. “Mother, do you…do you truly think I am ready?”

Jace jumped to his friend’s side to hug her. “Ashirri! This is wonderful! You and Lady Pyke will make the most beautiful cloak in the Seven Kingdoms - I know it!”

Rhaenyra and Laenor glanced knowingly at their son’s support for his dearest childhood companion. Everyone in the Red Keep knew of Jacaerys Velaryon's infatuation with Ashirri Pyke. If only the gods had allowed their stations to be so different. It seemed cruel to let two young souls meet and grow beside one another without the hope or possibility of love being borne.

You beamed at Jace with a brilliant smile that shone with so much radiance that looking at you felt nothing less than sin. You took his hand in yours as you squeezed his hand in silent thanks and appreciation for his words. In the young prince’s eyes, you were more heavenly than the Maiden herself. He hopes to be seen as strong as the Warrior in yours one day.

“Kirimvose, jorrāelagon raqiros,” you said in your mother’s native tongue, softly stroking your thumb on his skin as a rosy hue bloomed on Jace’s cheeks. “Muña, īlon līs jiōragon naejot mirre rȳ istin! Nyke jāhor sagon going ēlī!”

You were about to leave before stopping and tracing back your steps to bow to Princess Rhaenyra and Prince Consort Laenor quickly. Your cheeks were bright red from embarrassment from forgetting such basic etiquette.

“My princess, my prince, forgive me for not remembering to thank you for granting me this opportunity and forgetting to leave before you dismissed me. I was too caught up in my excitement. But, I swear that I will not let you down.”

The adults in the room shared amused expressions at your excitement. Ashirri Pyke’s transparent honesty and sweet nature were so refreshing to not only the Targaryen Princess and her prince consort husband but also the entire Royal Family. She was the perfect combination of her parents’ personalities. From Hotho, you adopted your father’s unwavering honesty and sense of justice. From Doreah, you were your mother’s copy in sweetness and purity. You were a highborn noble in all but birth and title.

Rhaenyra waved off your apology and nodded. “No need for apologies, little pearl. Run along. There is work that needs to be done, and your mother and I still have things to discuss between old friends.”

You pouted to hear that your mother would not be joining you. After all, this was a very important job, and you had hoped this would provide an opportunity to learn more of your mother’s secrets in her trade. But who were you to refuse a princess’ orders? You bowed once more before waving goodbye to Jace and everyone in the room before racing to your chambers. The disappointment you felt moments before was washed away by the jittering and buzz of your creativity rushing through your mind.

The waves would have to be hand-painted – that goes without saying. But should you paint silver instead of ivory for the sea foam? And did you have a steady enough hand to replicate each pattern perfectly? You were going to need a template to trace it.

You were going to need dozens if not hundreds, of beads ranging from violet to turquoise to teal. Were there any artisans in Kings Landing that could make such a large quantity? Were there any skilled enough to ensure the glass and crystals would yield such clarity and durability? You may need to ask Kepa if he made any glassmaker friends from Essos or the Free Cities.

Could you dip into your personal collection of sea crystals and pearls? Mother would be cross with you, but it would look so splendid against the fabric!

While racing down the many halls and past the flurry of chambermaids and squires, you came across Aemond. His trademark frown on his freckled face quickly turned to a kind smile.

“Ashirri! Mother wants to–”

But you did not have time to stop and quickly ran past him. You interrupted him with an apology.

“Usōven, Aemond! Yn issa muña se Dārilaros Laenor teptan mirros hen rōvēgrie import! Nyke emagon naejot jiōragon naejot mirre paktot qrīdrughagon!”

Aemond owlishly blinked before realizing you had spoken to him in High Valyrian. He took a few moments to mentally translate what you said before calling out your name and asking you to explain.

“Umbagon! Skoros gaomagon ao nūmāzma?”

But when he turned, you were nowhere in sight, and he was left alone in the middle of the stone corridor. His shoulders slumped in deep disappointment at seeing you running away from him. But he supposed that such a slight could be forgiven since you were his loveliest and dearest friend. On the plus side, he was gifted with the sight of how the sunshine rays peering through the windows darted your glossy locks and wrapped you in a warm halo that brought out even more of your natural charm and prettiness.

As soon as you reached your room, you shut the door and grabbed every colored charcoal stick you’ve been gifted since you began learning your letters. Grabbing your big sketchbook, you immediately began jotting down your vision. By the time your mother joined you, your entire floor was covered with pages filled with a kaleidoscope of blues, greens, violets, and silver. Doreah was ecstatic of the display of your budding talent and took you in her arms for a tight hug.

The next few weeks were the most thrilling of your young life. You would spend hours on end with your mother, going over and debating which colors would match the tone of the cloak. Your mother found out about your idea to incorporate your pearls in the stitching, and she gave you a lecture that put all her past scoldings to shame. Eventually, you relented. In truth, you were a tad reluctant to part with your pearls. Each pearl was a gift from your beloved kepa for each country he visited. He said it was his way of giving you a tiny part of the world to his little pearl.

Because you were so busy trimming and stitching, you barely had time to read with Aemond under the Heart Tree in the Godswood or watch Jace practice his sword fighting with Ser Harwin Strong. You and your mother could only be removed from the cloak when either Queen Alicent or Princess Rhaenyra ordered your presence. They often expressed their woes at your decreased presence in court. As a result, your mother would take small breaks to share tea with Queen Alicent to discuss your progress as a seamstress, or she would get called by Princess Rhaenyra to her chambers so that they may speak their most private thoughts and troubles in High Valyrian.

You would often escape their orders by spending time with Princess Helaena. She would sneak into your workspace to bring her own embroidery and ask for your guidance with the more intricate patterns. While most of the court found the second princess a bit…odd – you took to her presence like green to pink. The two of you greatly differed in personality, but that made your friendship with her all the more special. You always made sure to treat her with kind words and common courtesy.

The most rude you had been to her was when she showed you a massive spider in her hands, and you loudly shrieked before crawling under your bed as a reflex. It took a few minutes before you could rejoin her. When she asked if you liked to hold Gerald the Spider, you took your father’s thickest riding gloves before you went near the beast.

You only held Gerald in your palms a few moments before you cried and begged Helaena to remove him from your person. But despite the terrors you got from Gerald the Spider that night, it was worth it if Helaena could smile as happily as she had when you agreed. She was so pleased that she didn’t correct you when you called her by the nickname you made for her, ‘Hel.’ In fact, you were almost certain that the nickname made her happier than you holding the spider.

But despite the peace these past few weeks have brought you and your family, such joy was not granted to the rest of your friends. Trouble was brewing in the Red Keep for House Targaryen – a fact you were unaware of until much later. You were returning from the rookery after being notified of receiving a letter from Baela. She was so excited about the arrival of her new sibling. You were reading the letter until you heard soft cries in the library. Searching for the source, you were shocked to find Aemond crying in a secluded section of the Royal Library. Distressed at your friend’s tears, you immediately knelt and hugged him close to you.

Clinging to your arms like you were his anchor, you could only make out the words: ‘pig’ and ‘dread.’ When you voiced your confusion, Aemond explained once more.

“They gave me a pig!” he barked, wiping away the angry tears from his violet eyes. “They said they found a dragon for me, and it was a pig! The ‘Pink Dread’ they called it!”

You lowered his head to the crook of your shoulder. “Aemond, who’s ‘they’?” you softly asked.

“Aegon! Who else?” he exclaimed. Your simple linen frock muffled his yells. “My sister’s bastards were there, too!”

Your blood chilled. He couldn’t mean…Jace wasn’t…

“Aemond, you can’t say such things,” you warned. “It’s considered treason by your father’s laws.”

But Aemond wasn’t listening. “I hate those bastards. They shouldn’t carry the Targaryen name. Their last name should be ‘Waters.’ It’s the name that bastards born in the Crownlands carry. Northern bastards are called ‘Snow,’ ‘Sand’ for Dorne, ‘Flowers’ for the Reach–”

“‘Pyke’ for the Iron Islands,” you snapped and let him go. “Am I a bastard, Aemond? Am I what you hate? Do you hate my father?”

Aemond was shocked at your venomous tone. When he realized what he had done, he quickly tried to make amends.

He shook his head. “My pearl…no, no, no,” he said. “You aren’t a bastard. I wasn’t talking about you. I was talking about–”

You clenched your fists and stood on your feet. “I know who you were talking about! That does not make it right!”

Aemond was getting angry. Why weren’t you taking his side? Had his whore of a sister already poisoned you against him? Had Jace already dirtied you with his filthy, bastard blood? He stood up and stared you down with fury in those beautiful violet eyes that you once so adored. But all you saw was his grandfather.

“Your father is a bastard,” he stated matter-of-factly. “He was a bastard from the Iron Islands that Lord Greyjoy didn’t want! He wasn’t worthy of his noble father’s house name, so he is named ‘Pyke’!”

You shook your head. “There is more to family than names and blood. I am neither a Targaryen nor a Velaryon. I do not carry a speck of your noble house’s blood, but I consider you and Jace my dearest friends! To me, you are my brothers! You and him are my family because I love you, not because of blood! Does that count for anything?”

“I never thought of you as a sister,” he spat out. “Not once did I consider you family.”

Devastation overwhelms your broken heart as tears flood your and Aemond’s eyes. He reaches out to hold your hand, but you step back. Once more, he tries to keep you closer to him, but you turn around and run to the door. When you reach it, he calls out your name and begs you to let him explain. Once more, you turn to face him to see he has not moved an inch. You feel so small and insignificant underneath the massive stone framework, but you summoned the sea of hurt and rage crashing inside your heart.

“I used to wonder how a horrible and mean-spirited man like Otto Hightower could be the grandsire of such a sweet boy,” your voice trembled, but you continued to steel yourself. “I thought…you were smart enough not to listen to such horrible things. I thought you were my friend. But I was wrong. I was so horribly wrong. What your brother, Jace, and Luke had done to you was cruel and unfair. But Aemond…what you had become…I-I don’t even recognize you anymore.”

With that being the final word, you raced to your mother’s chambers. You cried into her skirts and told her what happened – of the Pink Dread, Aemond’s cruel transformation, and the ruin of your friendship with him. You sobbed out your wish to leave the Red Keep and never return.

Doreah Pyke immediately thought of what Princess Rhaenyra had informed her in the afternoon. ‘Nyra told her that she would be moving her family to Dragonstone. Each day since her failed attempt to match Jace with Helaena, the Red Keep feels less safe and more hostile to her and her children. Since Harwin assaulted Ser Cole, tensions between the princess and the queen have reached an all-time high.

“Come with me,” her princess begged Doreah. “Come with my family to Dragonstone.”

“Oh, ‘Nyra,” whispered Doreah, “I don’t know. Dragonstone is so far from King’s Landing. And Ali would never–”

“Alicent is becoming more like her father each day,” Rhaenyra interjected. “She wants to put her son on my father’s throne – both she and her father are conspiring against me.”

Rhaenyra clasped Doreah’s hands in her own. “I know you want to believe she is the same girl from our youth. But Otto Hightower has sunk his poisoned claws in her and will stop at nothing to crown Aegon when my father passes. I need people I can trust by my side. People like you, my sweet Dory, and your husband.”

“…But Ashirri, my pearl,” sighed Doreah. “She will be so devastated. She grew up running in these halls, playing in the Godswoods, exploring this castle’s corners and shadows. This is her home.”

“Your daughter will flourish wherever she goes,” insists Rhaenyra. “She will never be alone – not with Jace, Luke, and Joffery by her side. And forgive me for what I am about to say, my friend, but…King’s Landing no longer agrees with you as it used to.”

Doreah sighed and gazed out the window with slumped shoulders. What her princess said was true but hard to hear. As she grew older, she found the air and noise outside the Red Keep more sour and rancid. It made her miss the clean and fresh sea breeze in Essos. Rhaenyra was not the only one who had noticed Doreah’s melancholy. Hotho, her beloved Iron Knight, has remained in King’s Landing after learning of her despondence. Her husband implores her to care more for her health – if not for herself, but their daughter.

Doreah waved off their concerns, but perhaps…they had a point. Stroking your hair to calm you down, your mother asked if you would be open to the possibility of moving to Dragonstone. She reassured you that she and your father would be there with you and that you would still be around Jace, Luke, and Joffery if you ever felt lonely.

You agreed before she finished and immediately started packing. By the end of the month, you had not spoken another word to Aemond and left with Princess Rhaenyra and her family to Dragonstone. You did not look back. You wanted to leave King’s Landing and Aemond as soon as possible. You wanted to leave this wretched castle and have peace once more.

While others stared at the obsidian castle with trepidation, you felt hope. Unpacking your things from your trunk and knapsack, you were determined to leave behind all the political headaches and focus solely on stitching with your mother and sailing with your father.

If only life could be that simple.

Translations:

Muña - mother

Kepa - father

Kirimvose, jorrāelagon raqiros…Muña, īlon līs jiōragon naejot mirre rȳ istin! Nyke jāhor sagon going ēlī – “Thank you, dear friend…Mother, we must get to work at once! I will bet going first!”

Usōven, Aemond! Yn issa muña se Dārilaros Laenor teptan mirros hen rōvēgrie importance! Nyke emagon naejot jiōragon naejot mirre paktot qrīdrughagon! – “I am sorry, Aemond. But my mother and Prince Laenor gave me something of great importance! I have to get to work right away!”

Umbagon! Skoros gaomagon ao nūmāzma?” – “Wait! What do you mean?”

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[midnightmah07]

Fav twst oc ships of your moots? (or whats ur fav oc ship with characters)

HEHEHEHEHE OH MY GOSH SO MANY

Sorry moots👉🏻👈🏻 I'll be tagging a few of you...

I love basically every oc x canon from @4necdote BUTTTT I love specifically Grace and Floyd🥺🥺🥺 THEY'RE JUST SO SILLY AND CUTE LIKE UGHHHH I WANNA HOLD THEM IN MY ARMS AND KISS THEIR FOREHEADS

I love love love @justm3di0cr3's Poppy and Epel too like. They're so. They. They're so sweets childhood friends to lovers my beloved!!!!!!!1111

I adore @natsukishinomiyaswife's Erica and Malleus like RAHHHHHHH THEY'RE SOOOOOOOOOO CUTE HELP ME

@crystallizsch's Yuusha and Jamil make me go INSANE all of their interactions are so sweet and wonderful and cute and UGHHHHHHH can I. Can I please bite them. Please. I beg

Don't usually talk about it but I love every oc/yume with Ruggie which means I have a MAJOR soft spot for @twtysevapr's Mina and Ruggie and @nicoliharu's Agatha and Ruggie like. USGSJJWISHWKSJDNS I NEED TO HOLD THEM IN MY HANDS AND PUT THEM IN MY POCKET

@ashipiko's Ashi and Ace too like THEY'RE SO SILLYYYYYYY I love them sm I want to kiss their foreheads and kick Ace's butt of he dares hurt my baby Ashi...

I HAVE. SO MANY MORE THAT I DIDN'T SAY HERE. BUT JUST KNOW IF YOUR SHIP ISN'T HERE IT DOESN'T MEAN I DON'T LOVE THEM OK I JUST CAN'T PUT EVERYONE HERE DKDJEKJSJDNS I LOVE YOU GUYS AND YOUR OC X CANON!!!!

[maochira]

Me suddenly disappearing from Tumblr is nothing new, but I'd still like to give some updates related to my abscense.

First: I promise I won't drop the transmasc!reader series. I want to continue it, at least until the start of Neo Egoist League.

School started last week and it's been draining my energy and mental health a lot. I deal with psychosomatic symptoms like headaches and stomachaches almost daily because being in a room with 20+ people is too much.

But good news! Due to some stuff I'm diagnosed with I have the option to get compensation for disadvantages. Meaning I can do some stuff that'll compensate things that'd drag my grades down. I'll ask to do individual studying in some classes like maths, german and english because generally I'm good at those, but sitting in class can become almost unbearable for me.

Regarding this blog, I have no idea how I'll continue it. I definitely won't leave! But I have no motivation to write for it at the moment. Honestly, I no longer have much interest in Blue Lock. I'm not really excited for season 2 and I don't enjoy the manga as much as I used to. Combining that with the lack of verbal feedback (as in tags in reblogs, comments, etc.) my writing has gotten since last winter my motivation simply lacks.

I still get likes on my writing daily, but no one comments or leaves reblog tags anymore. This blog started as a way for me to communicate with people over platonic fics, not just to throw them into the world and be left with no feedback whatsoever.

Regardless of that, I want to continue writing for Blue Lock. Despite no longer enjoying it as much as I used to, it does have a very special place in my heart. I still adore some characters and want to share my love for them in writing and art. Besides, writing for Blue Lock even though I don't enjoy the source material as much anymore lets me focus on the aspects and characters I love about it so much.

Regarding the other fandoms on this blog (Fire Emblem, Kengan, Baki, Ao Ashi, etc.) I still have much love for them as well! I've mainly been in a Kengan obsession lately so I will focus on it a bit more if I post writing.

For now, I'll try to write requests I have left in my inbox and continue the transmasc!reader series. Then I'll see how I'll continue.

I also work on a lot of personal art and writing for my OCs and their stories and universe, but those are currently for myself and friends to see. One day I'll show more of them to the world. But anyways, thanks for reading and thanks for still being here. :]

[hellcifrogs]

i absolutely LOVE your naruto ocs so much! they inspired me to make my own for the first time in YEARSSS and it really got me out of a bad art funk so thank you so much for Kenshi and his friends! I was wondering, what's life like for Kenshi after the war, and especially for him and Sho being the final members of their team left after the fox attack? And then after that for just him? Was he reluctant to take up a genin team?

Ooww thank you! I'm so happy you're having fun with new OCs :D

Kenshi and Sho had to just, move on. Ashi's death was the hardest for them because they were so young, Shinichi's was also tragic on top of everything that happened that night, but they had each other's backs...

Without Ashi, Kenshi took care of Shuumaru after the war. Shinichi continued to train and take him and Sho to missions, they were both Chunin by then. I can imagine them taking a third member to fill the spot on the team for different missions too (always different people).

I think Kenshi became a jonin shortly before the fox attack. Sho decided to join the police force too at some point, probably hoping to keep peace inside the village as best as she could.

They're probably most different on that aspect... Sho believed she could avoid conflicts by spreading peace even from the tiniest actions, while Kenshi, after a while, saw some violence and force as necessary to keep peace. Then again... he probably believed that too, but after Sho's death he took it as a failure of her method...

I haven't thought of much other than that... But after the attack, Kenshi wasn't allowed to take care of Naruto (originally, but I like the everyone lives version better ;u;) so he leaves Konoha and spends years taking missions away (kinda like Sasuke) only returning once or twice a year to see Sho and also visit everyone's graves.

Sho continued to train and work, became a jonin and joined the police force. She kept in contact with their old classmates and exchanged letters with Kenshi. Her last letter was never sent to him though, it would tell him about the Uchiha situation and the possible disasters tha could follow. He arrived back a while after the massacre :(

By that time Shuumaru had also already passed and I'm not sure what he did during those few years other than be very very lonely ; u;) he returns to Konoha a couple of months before the start of the series and is given his little genin team~

[tamarieatsbatteries175]

Hai welcome to my hell

(Please at the very least read my DNI at the bottom of the post.)

Art fight account ::3

You can call me Tamari, Soda, or Luvin! Anything works ig.

Pronouns are He/it/spark/beep/boop, and any other neos ::]

My project sekai friend code is: 394877626071769089

♫︎ anything is chill really, as long as its not she/her or any feminine aligned surnames n stuff

♫︎ im genderfluid transmasc and aroaceflux!

♫︎ Im part of an endogenic system!!!! They will have their own signoffs and post tags:

-✨️Squilf/Atlas || any pronouns, #Atlas Does a Talk

- 🎉 Kylie || they/them, #Kylie Speaks

- ⭐️ Emu || she/her, #Emus Shenanigans

- 💥Teto || she/her, #Tetos Faggotry

- 🔥 Ashfur || he/him, #Ashy Burns Shit

- 👑 Ranboo || he/they, #Rans Ramblings

- ⚡️N || he/him, #Ns Silly Talking Times

- 🔋Uzi || she/her/they, #Uzis Kooky Insane Ramblings

- 🪽V || She/her, #V Says Something

- 🗡Spears || He/they/slug, #Spears Whispers

#‼️ the whole gangs here ‼️ || post from multiple fronters or the system as a whole!

We all use the names Squimpy and Chiip, but only use that when youre talking about us as a collective, or when the fronter is unknown.

Uhh more stuff:

♫︎ my kintypes are listed on my strawpage which is linked further down

♫︎ im a furry

♫︎ we are bodily a minor (younger than 16)

♫︎ my birthday is febuary 1st

♫︎ Timezone is EST.

Note: with kaomojis, i use two colons (EX: ::3 ) for 4 eyes ::D

Fandoms im in:

♫︎ Rain World

♫︎ Ghost and pals

♫︎ In Stars and Time [still in the middle of playing it, please no spoilers ty]

♫︎ Vocaloid [my favs are Kasane Teto and Yi Xi if you were wondering]

♫︎ Hfjone [+ other object shows but mainly hfjone]

♫︎ TPOT [two my beloved /p]

♫︎ Murder Drones

♫︎ Omori [havent played the game yet but still]

♫︎ Project Sekai

♫︎ The Amazing Digital Circus

♫︎ Hermitcraft

♫︎ Wings of Fire

♫︎ Warrior Cats

♫︎ Parties Are For Losers

♫︎ Pokemon

♫︎ Undertale [+ Deltarune when i play it]

We mostly post about rain world and murder drones atm.

RAIN WORLD ART REQUESTS OPEN!!!!! I do mostly slugcats, but i can do creatures and iterators!!! I can do ships but i likely will take longer on those if i dont feel like it.

[Edit: i am no longer taking requests with ships in them. I apologize, but i feel uncomfortable with drawing ship art for rain world. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.]

F2u with credit slugcat pfps here

My fursonas name is Luvin and they use the same pronouns as me

Our systems collective sona <- Click!

Username changed from tvcat0w0 -> chiipeatsbatteries175 -> tamarieatsbatteries175

Our discord user is luluvin_ (for just in case if that KOSA bullshit does end up passing)

Tagging System:

Tamaris Art- #Sillyart

Artfight attacks- #Tamaris artfight stuff

My brothers art tag- #Watermelons Gallery

Reblogs (though i tend to forget to use this tag)- #sillyreblog

Text posts- #Chiip is a huge bug enthusiast

Text posts from 2023- #sillytalking

Vents- #Not so silly sillytalking

Asks- #answering the sillies

Real life photos- #squimpy irl

Pictures of my cat- #kevin the sea pickle 🐈

Extra tag for when people infodump/show me about their blorbos- #blorbo storage

My warrior cats oc fanclans tag- #Chiips silly fanclans

Rando facts about me:

♫︎ My favorite songs are HOW 2 PLEASER by friendxp, Salt-Wound Routine by 11vein, BITE ME by AJ Dispirito, and Machine Love by Jaime-P

♫︎ currently mentally ill about: Murder Drones,,,, guhhhh

♫︎ my favorite color is green

♫︎ my irl friend calls me pookie bear [i think it would be quite funny of people called me this on here too /silly]

♫︎ my favorite slugcats are Saint and Monk! (Not counting Inv cuz i AM Inv)

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Please tag me in things you think i would might like, and i am also 100% open to talk to ::] dms are open ::D

I almost forgot my sideblogs: @cattingyourfavs , @ittybitty-azlyn , @just-kevin-things , @the-spinner-that-spins-things , @where-is-tamari-now , @that-thing-luvin , @chiipsimportantblog , @tamari-official , @chiips-slugpup-posting , and @invwuzhere

If you have any questions, just ask! Pleeease ::]

A really epik post <- Click!

I have a youtube channel! But for personal comfort reasons, i will not be sharing it ::P it is mainly alterhuman focused tho

More info here:

Small introduction to my headmates:

And here:

PLEASE INTERACT:

ALTERHUMANS, RAIN WORLD FANS, DUPES, OTHER SYSTEMS, AND IDK ANYONE WHOS CHILL IG?

Note: we are an Endogenic system WITH TRAUMA. Our system may not have formed from said trauma, but we still have it.

VERY IMPORTANT DNI LIST:

Homophobes, terfs, pedos, zoos, anti-furs, anti-endo, anti-alterhuman/therian, kink blogs, Pro Israel, and anything similar shall not interact with my blog.

NSFW BLOGS/ 18+ BLOGS ARE ON THIN ASS ICE. if you tag it properly and dont be nsfw towards me i am fine with you interacting.

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K thanks for reading look at teto now

[pinayelf]

I was tagged by @brother-genitivi to make ocs in this!

Ty so much Leo! I really loved this one ❤️

My only iff was that some darker skin tones looked ashy

Top left: Amihan in a little mermaid au. I always think of immy in a tlm au but a friend brought up that amihan would absolutely give up her fins to be with Alistair lol…that longing for someone and doing everything to be w them is very her. So I’m working on a tlm au for her haha

Top right: Violetta as an underwater cavern mermaid. I’m fascinated (and afraid) of water-filled caves, and I thought it would be really cool to have a cryptid like mermaid in one. Whether she’s real, the figment of divers’ imaginations, or the reason for the cave’s high number of diving deaths…we will never know

Bottom left: Immy as a mermaid princess ❤️ anytime i imagine her as a mermaid I think of those colorful Barbie mermaids. Perhaps she helps Captain Rutherford through a shipwreck and saves his entire fleet…she tries not to be seen, but the Captain is haunted by the vision of a beautiful woman

Bottom right: Sinag doesn’t have a mermaid au, so I’m using Leo Hawke. During a tiring voyage, Captain Isabela drops her telescope in the ocean. She’s frustrated - it’s a new one, one that cost her a pretty penny. During the quiet dawn the next day, she feels herself drawn to a voice…and on her deck sits a merman, with her telescope in hand.

Brain is too fried atm and I don’t wanna forget anyone 😭 pls feel free to do this if you see it. I personally love dollmakers like this and I just adore mermaids so again Ty Leo this had me pull up fun mermaid stories w my ocs

[olliedollydove]

wip but i took his arms because i havent figured out a pose for them yet

btw my physical traits headcanons (btw i like to headcanon that all countries have the same face as their 2ps, 3ps, and Nyos... kind of mirror version but technically related instead)

kuro is kinda toned but NOT buff, slight pear shape, very slight belly. basically his base body shape is just like Kiku's (literal identical twins haha) but he eats more carbs and sweets than salty foods, and despite training his body often he still has a small tummy. just like kiku, his face is soft and gentle but since he usually is frowning he doesnt look as youthful as kiku does. 5'05"

oliver has some muscle (again, not buff) but hes much more chubby and soft, more triangular shaped with bigger thighs. round face, round eyes, round nose, etc, and has a bit smaller hands than most guys despite being the tallest out of everyone. light patch in his hair in his bangs, and he is partially deaf and has back issues so he arches it often... also is pigeon-toed and cant really help that. wears a heading aid. 6'01"

kiku is a bit toned with a slight pear shaped body, skinny boy. hes actually underweight, though he eats a bit more than average, he just has a high metabolism... he has softer and more gentle features since he canonly looks younger than the other characters despite being older and i think thats funny. 5'05"

arthur is thin and kind of curveless, tho his fingers and such are a bit longer than average so i would say hes a bit lanky? round face, nose, and eyes... and a little pathetic looking i suppose.. hes puppy. more upside down triangle shaped but its not super noticable off the bat (he and oliver are reversed body shapes, though are also identical twins) but he looks a bit older somehow?? sometimes he gets white hairs haha. 5'09"

now for the 3p ocs who will have more info bc... theyre ocs:

percy is very thin... very underweight, he forgets to eat. like arthur, he's a tad lanky, and his features are round like his siblings. though theyre slightly slimmer, and he is older looking from always being exhausted or stressed. he has albinism, and his hair is messy and kinda thinner than average, the pupils of his eyes are light with a reddish hue. chapped af cracked lips that are slightly purple, like his fingertips. he also has physical disabilities that you cant see with just a glance. 5'08"

hiroshi is, also, very underweight, though thats because he just doesnt like food for random amounts of time, and other times eats a ton of cheese, fruits, and noodles. same exact face as kiku and kuro, but thinner and more tired looking. has more ashy-toned skin since he only goes out during/after sunset, lol. he also has a drooling problem, produces too much saliva, and just kind of stopped caring after thousands of years of dealing with it. hiroshi has proportionate dwarfism, and has a few physical disabilities that you cant see with a just single glance. 4'07"

i used to get picked on and judged for not making characters buff and instead making them anywhere from plus sized to petite by multiple friend groups, i drew literally everything but buff men including more muscular WOMEN,, but yknow... misogyny... but now im not really as afraid of it because everybody should have freedom to draw a character how they want as long as its not harmful/hateful/fetishy, be it buff, twink, curvy, chubby, fluffy, skinny, etc

also btw if ur fetishy or creepy about hiroshi i will personally come and beat your ass, ive seen people be weird about it before... gross

[kiriashini]

HUH I DONT HAVE PINNED POST?? Lemme fix that. INFO ABOUT ME! call me Kara or Kiriashini or Ashi or ur love or pookie or mootie or love or love or love or love. /j srry just kara or kiriashini is ok Im silly in a bad way Iguess. I'm kinda dumb. (not just kinda). I want to get friends and I love my mooties. I like to drwa listen to music read manga and I'm poorly educated .

Age : Ib (not like game, or character) Fandoms : Omori, Randal's friends (ranfren) , a bunch of anime's, john doe, visual novels abt psychos, hotel hazbin, helluva boss, hello charlotte, chainsaw man, onepunchman, mobpsycho100, goodnight punpun, nanbaka, johnnie guilbert and jake webber, watamote, mashle, Invader zim, project sekai, and much more I'm too lazy to write them all down.

(text is abt my nationality and stuff. I made selfdiagnosis with ADHD and ANger issues, I'm not sure if its true, just self diagnosis (u know its probably shit) ) nationality :tatar-bashkir (turkic thing I guess??) im a libra and introvertand hikkikomori (not a good thing im sorry) I have bad memory and I always forget many things im srryy I have many OCS :D

Aaahwmamhamhajgsjg I have twitter tiktok and telegram channel I usually use telegram for messages. dni : basic dni I'm bi and cisfemale she/her. But I dont mind "he/him" and "they/them" I dont rlly care abt pronouns.

favorite artists/groups (by music, if they did anything bad I dont even know their names, bcs I just listen to music without knowint information sorry) : Mindless self indulgence , 2rbina 2rista , ayesha erotica, 6arelyhuman, odetari, j-pop (?) , dadaroma, gulu-gulu, phonk, rory in early 20s .

(kinda outdated kinnlist) Oh no I think I wrote too much who s gonna read all that T_T

[thatpocketninja]

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Hai! I'm Pocket! I'm 19, aceflux, and genderqueer, colloquially known as me-gender. My pronouns are they/it :3

I'm a writer, gamer, and cybersecurity student (i can be trusted with your IP address)! I believe in spreading positivity and acceptance, and taking down the oppressive government that perpetuates harmful societal standards to erase us! #pocketposting is my tag for random thoughts, comments, shitposts, or all around low effort content. Anything related to my writing, including OCs, wordbuilding, and little snippets of my work can be found under #pocketwrites! I also like to draw occasionally, so #pocketpictures is reserved for any art i make or commission, this could be fandom art, OCs. or whatever else i feel like ^w^

If youre interested in my writing, I recommend you start [here]. This is a lore background post that will get you caught up on the basic setting, as well as direct you to important posts like prominent characters. Speaking of, #ashi MSRS is my main OC! You can find a link to their info post in the above link, but its also right [here]. I hope you adore them as much as i do.

My ask box is open for anything and everything! Ask me about my interests, my opinions, or my extreme left-wing anarchist political views (I pirate, and you should too!)! And obviously i am begging you to ask questions about my writing because it is a physical need to info dump about it.

And i think thats it! Thank you for taking the time to read, I hope we can become friends, and have an incredible day <;3 ;3

[ashipiko]

SOME PROSEKA OC FUNNIES…….

their group is named COLORFUL SPLASH! and they’re a dance cover group at kamiyama <3 THEYRE STILL CURRENTLY BEING REVAMPED BUT!!! YK

INTROS ARE BELOW CUT !!!

REBLOGS HIGHLY APPRECIATED!!!

—ASHI TAMADAI

SCHOOL: Kamiyama High School

YEAR: 1-A

HOBBIES: Producing art

SPECIALTY: Very charismatic

FAVE FOOD: Spam masubi

LEAST FAVE FOOD: Beans

DISLIKES: Unsociable people

DOB: June 5

HEIGHT: 160cm

NOTABLE RELATIONSHIPS: Mizuki, Tsukasa

Ashi is Kamiyama’s self declared celebrity, but thanks to her overwhelming charisma, she’s swept people into declaring the same. She focuses on making herself look her best always, occasionally acting a bit narcissistic at times. Though, it’s not as if she’s aware of it…

—VIA KASHIKI

SCHOOL: Kamiyama High School

YEAR: 1-C

HOBBIES: Growing berries

SPECIALTY: Anything academic based

FAVE FOOD: Blueberries

LEAST FAVE FOOD: Sour blueberries

DISLIKES: People copying off of her

DOB: August 8

HEIGHT: 163cm

NOTABLE RELATIONSHIPS: Rui, Minori

At Kamiyama High, Via can often be seen wandering around the gardens a bit dazed. She responds to people quickly and kindly, however her responses are a bit… questionable at times. She’s gained a reputation as a person who’s a bit airheaded by people not in her year, but when it comes to the classroom, people seem to know her as someone different.

—NAOTO HATANO

SCHOOL: Kamiyama High School

YEAR: 1-B

HOBBIES: Whatever Mirei wants

SPECIALTY: Baking, making mochi

FAVE FOOD: Mochi, sweets

LEAST FAVE FOOD: Mackerel

DISLIKES: Nosy people

DOB: July 16

HEIGHT: 170cm

NOTABLE RELATIONSHIPS: Akito

Often found with Mirei, Naoto is a somewhat distant person. He doesn’t usually like to speak to others unless necessary, and if he doesn’t like you, he’ll avoid you as soon as he can. Though, when it comes to Mirei, it’s like he becomes a new person— talkative and willing. It’s a little odd, but most people just assume he’s whipped.

—IZUMI FUKUHARA

SCHOOL: Kamiyama High School

YEAR: 1-B

HOBBIES: Making jewelry

SPECIALTY: Finding nice shells on the beach

FAVE FOOD: Ice in any form

LEAST FAVE FOOD: Syrup that’s too sweet

DISLIKES: Jellyfish

DOB: September 17

HEIGHT: 179cm

NOTABLE RELATIONSHIPS: n/a

Izumi is a bit of a quiet kid. He can often be found with sand in his messy hair, the scent of the ocean following his trail. However, he surprisingly hangs out with the most popular kids at Kamiyama, despite his faint smile not matching the loud grins of his friends. Most people don’t bother to interact with him much.

[enbeemagical]

more ocs. see, when Alli went and chased after Rin, she accidentally dragged a few others along.

Star and Sessa are dragon girls who have been friends since they were little. now Star is a girl and Sessa likes girls. however they are not dating because they like each other the best as friends. Star has vitiligo which is more noticeable on her brown-skinned human form than on her silver-scaled dragon form. Sessa just kind of looks like fire. I have an origami dragon of her. and yeah she's a redhead. Star's hair is ashy blonde but I haven't decided if it's dyed/magically colored or not hmm

and Arawn, Star's boyfriend. he's a werewolf with glasses. he and Star are both history nerds and that is related to how they started dating but I haven't figured it out exactly. anyways now the three of them are pretty close. Star is 16, Sessa and Arawn are 17. and yeah he's Welsh apparently I'm not 100% sure when that happened.

Pearl is a 19 year old mermaid with The Anxiety please look we really should go tell the adults they can help fix this they can oh you're not listening you're just oh dear I'm gonna get in trouble if I let you run off and kill yourself no stop please come back--!

Pearl is a nickname bc she is small and round. I forgot her given name. she has a learning disability too, not sure what exactly but she used a wand well past the normal time so