#oc: Hawthorne Cookie

[larmegliamori]

Saving all three versions of the latest earworm in a YouTube playlist so I can build an OC on them

[quibbs126]

I don’t know why, but I can’t get it out of my head that the name Black Dahlia Cookie to me sounds like White Lily’s lesbian lover, and/or a character that’s supposed to be opposite to her in some way

I think I first heard the name when @amythecat2001 and I were discussing names for a new character of hers, and it’s stuck with me since

[floram00n]

Oh look, it's a picture of little Créme Rose and her dad's, Rosé and Hawthorn!

[humbuggery101]

Gifts for my dear friends, @drvoidiguana (right side, featuring his OC Hawthorn) and @laffpointboost (left, featuring their OC Dorian)

[makothedorito]

My crk ocs, if they were in the Beast Ancients AU.

Beast Ancients AU is by @cuppajj go check them out its super awesome (plz lmk if i got anything wrong, this is predominatly being written from memory))

Hawthorn Cookie, Odollam Cookie, Belladonna Cookie and the rest of the Faerie Kingdom of Thorns- Fallen

After Midnight Lily took power as the new ruler of the Silver Faerie Kingdom, she had set her sights on having the entirety of Beast-Yeast under her control. And that meant conquering the other Faerie Kingdoms and bringing war to Beast-Yeast, unheard of since Shadow MIlk and co. were sealed away in the Silver Tree. And the Plant Faerie Kingdoms were the first to fall, with Midnight Lily's Chlorokinesis easily taking control of the Plant Faeries and bending their bodies to their will, and after a futile attempt at a rebellion lead by Nightshade Cookie and Odollam at her right hand, the mighty Faerie Kingdom Of Thorns and its dangerous Poison Plant Faeries fell to Midnight Lily's forces, and made an example to all other Faeries who dare defy Midnight Lily, Forcing each and every poison plant faerie to be in control of their own mind, yet in bodies they have no control over. now Odollam cookie waits in eternal torment as his body is used against his will, biding his time and hiding the secrets he was entrusted with, in the hopes that something, or someone will come...

Bittersweet Choco Cookie - Alive

(this bit was actually inspired a bit off of a dream i had)

Bittersweet Choco had no doubts that Dark Cacao, er- Frigid Cacao Cookie was the sole reason why the frostbite didn't reach the Black Citadel and the inhabitants inside it. for most of the time, life had continued as normal, until the absences of Crunchy Chip and Caramel Arrow, after Caramel Arrow got struck by the frost, and the two of them disappeared without a trace, and the atmosphere of the Black Citadel took a turn for the colder as the questions brewed under the surface. What happened to the cookies outside the citadel? Where's Caramel Arrow and Crunchy Chip? Bitter Bean? Eventually, the questions took ahold of Bittersweet Choco, and, under the assumption she remained unseen, fled through the Tomb of Blades in an attempt to find out the truth. Only once she laid eyes on the frozen wasteland that was once her kingdom bordering the licorice sea, did Bittersweet Choco realize the full extent of the frostbite, was caught and taken to Frigid Cacao cookie, who turned the exact frostbite he supposedly had saved Bittersweet Choco and the rest of the dwellers of the citadel from, against his own daughter, wrapping around her up to her throat threating to consume her fully in the unnatural ice that he controlled, but for what reason Bittersweet Choco could not understand she was spared, left cold and numb, a permanent ring of frostbite around her throat silencing both her voice, reason or no, and any possibility of stepping outside the Black Citadel ever again.

and for my other ocs whom i don't have such a big description for what happens to them:

Vanilla Buttercream Cookie, Spicy Margarine Cookie, Cinnamon Sugar Cookie and Caramel: Alive, in hiding with Royal Tarte Tatin Cookie and the others.

Vanilla Swirl Cookie- alive, in hiding under the name of Valley Lily Cookie, as she was never re-discovered by Gingerbrave and co. and reunited with the Forest Faerie cookies, hiding away in the deepest depths of Beast-Yeast holding onto the hope that the secret she entrusted Odollam Cookie with is still unbroken, and that neither The Saint or The Midnight Soverign seek her out...

Bitter Bean Cookie- unknown

with his frozen stronghold seemingly having been run over by Frigid Cacao's permafrost, it is unknown if Bitter Bean, with his own powers of Cryokinesis has held off the permafrost enough to flee, or if he had succumbed to the very power he had been sworn to watch over as an Ancient Guardian.

Cheese Cinder Cookie - Alive

Having been awakened by Celestial Cheese Cookie from his slumber at the heart of his volcano, had struck a deal with Celestial Cheese, that in turn for helping her conquest of Earthbread and the growth of her kingdom, that he is taken to Burning Spice Cookie to take his power.

Caramelized Raspberry Cookie - Alive

Having seen what Dragonberry has become and the sheer strength she is capable of, Caramelized Raspberry willingly joined her old friend as her right (or left) hand. Its only a matter of time before The Warrior and the Phoenix King meet on the battlefield...

Strawberry Jam Cookie - Alive-ish. Still stuck in the damned sword with all his Hatred, Strawberry Jam has been trying to seed words of dissent and infighting in the Black Citadel, and after his most disastrous attempt with the princess, he's still stuck there, with his hate, trying to plan his freedom.

[berystraw]

Love Leaves Scars: Lies After Lies

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Warning: none

Pairing: Oc!reader x Grayson Hawthorne

W.C: 1.1k

"What are you doing here?" His voice is harsh and cruel.

It felt like two poisonous fangs stab themselves into my heart, releasing venom. My heart aches yet I tell myself I shouldn't feel that way. I deserve this. The eyes that once gazed at me as if I held the world now transform. They are no longer soft and filled with love. His gaze has hardened, brimming with profound hatred and anger. I cannot blame him. The girl he loved had departed after a night of passion and promises. After three years, he is now looking at the same girl he once loved. The girl that put him through hell and back. I was that girl. Verity Rosewood is that girl.

 "She's named in the will, Gray," Nash explains. Grayson's hard gaze never leaves mine. I wish it didn't. I wish he would continue to stare at me like this. Even if it was no longer as soft and loving as it used to be. Grayson opens his mouth to speak but Xander beats him to it. "I have scones! Come eat them with me, Reri!" Xander quickly grabs hold of my wrist and drags me away from the scene. "I'll bring everything upstairs!" I heard Nash announce as I was being dragged away by his much taller but younger brother.

Reri. A nickname Xander used to call me when he was younger. A nickname I haven't heard in years but the feeling of hearing it stays the same. It was still as warm and welcoming.

After a bit more running and dragging by Xander, we finally reached the kitchen. I couldn't help myself remember all the memories we had in this room. Baking cookies, late-night snacks, stealing ice cream after bedtime, my first kiss.

"A blueberry scone?" Xander offered. "I'd rather have a lemon one," I say. A sour expression stays on his face for a moment but still offers me a lemon scone. "Blueberry scones are better than the lemon ones," Xander started and I scoffed at him. "Blueberry scones are too sweet. Diabetes would be knocking at your door every time you eat one," I argued back. He ignores my argument and places the Blueberry scones closer to him.

"I missed you, Reri," Xander says suddenly. I missed you too. I wanted to say those 4 words back but I couldn't get the words out of my mouth. They continue to be thoughts I couldn't translate into words. I stay silent. It's all I could do at the moment. "We all did," Xander added. Lies.

I couldn't believe those words. I could never do that. My hand was gripping the edge of the counter so tightly that my knuckles were turning white. My head lowered as I felt Xander's gaze on me, waiting for a response that would never come. He sighs and looks down on his plate. It was now my turn to look at him. This is the only time I see how he matured over time. 3 years. 3 years have passed since I last saw Xander. He's grown. Jawline more defined, shoulders broader, he was taller, but his hair was still as fluffy as it used to be.

"Reri, play with me, please!" A little Xander Hawthorne begged. He took my hand and led me into the living room where a chess board was laid out. He gestured for me to sit on the white side of the board while he sat on the black. "White plays first,"

I'm sorry. 2 words I wanted to say but struggled to let out. I open my mouth but close them again. The words are familiar yet feel foreign to my tongue. I'm sorry won't make up for the lost time. I'm sorry won't make up for the wounds I've created. I'm sorry would never fix the broken and it never will. They were merely overused words; words that are only words. I don't feel sorry for leaving. Deep down I am but I knew my reasons why I left. I left because… because?

"Xander, it would be best if you let Verity rest," Nash says walking inside the kitchen. How long has he been hiding? Has he heard? Xander gives a nod before waving goodbye. I waved back at him before leaving the two brothers alone in the kitchen.

Every year Tobias Hawthorne would add a room in the Hawthorne House. Another piece to the puzzle was added. Another trap. Another riddle. I walk through hallways and enter rooms leading me to another one. All of it felt familiar. I couldn't help but feel a smile creep on my face as I allowed myself to feel. To remember. For once in my life, I allowed myself to reminisce the memories that I continue to lock away.

"You shouldn't be here," Grayson says out of nowhere. I jumped at his sudden appearance. He was standing by the doorway of one of the rooms in the Hawthorne House. His back was straight and his shoulders tensed. "You shouldn't have come," He says walking closer to me. Stop, don't come closer. I stay silent and let him talk. "You should have ignored their pleas," Another step. An inch closer to me. He was so close yet felt so far.

Like I always do. 

"Like you always do," He added. There it was. I knew he would say it. The words he knew would stab knives and make my heart bleed. "Leave and never come back, Verity," Grayson ordered. His voice is as cold as his eyes. I felt small and vulnerable. It was like I was 6 years old all over again. 

"After the will reading, I'll be out your hair Gray. Until then, I'll make sure not to wander around for you to see me," I give him a small smile. A fake smile. That was what I could give him. That's what I could only give him. My shoulders brush past him as I walk away. I felt him tense from the simple contact of our shoulders but he doesn't move at all. 

"Asnid's in your old room," I heard Jameson say. He was leaning on the wall outside the room Grayson and I were in. I'm sure he heard the things Grayson told me. "Thank you, Jamie," I was about to walk away when he held onto my wrist. "He doesn't hate you as much as it looks," He says in a low voice. Probably for Grayson not to hear his confession. Another lie. 

I smile at Jameson and remove my wrist from his grasp. "There's no need to lie, Jamie," Grayson walked out of the room after I said those words. He glances at me and Jameson but says nothing and leaves. 

I allow my eyes to watch him walk down the corridor and out my sight. I could feel Jameson's eyes on me but I simply walked away from him as well. I just wish the will reading would start as soon as it can. Because I don't think I could last another second in this house with the man I once love loved. 

Taglist: @whysosmugwitch

[85-rend]

gives hawthorn a blanket. and a cookie also

(just realized i hadn't checked out your toyhouse link before and i really love your ocs :D)

they deserve this break honestly

[meowizard]

OC LIST <3

any characters with the same emoji is part of the same group/universe

dohna🛸👽🐝🔩

tchtchch🛸💎🪩

snitty (sona)🐌😽

medison💉🩻🪦

destinee💫🫀🎸🪦

fandoms <3

stick o'rock cookie (she/jer)🚢🛟

juniper cookie (he/they) ❄️🐑

roseroot cooki (she/quer) ❄️🐑

oat coffee cookie (she/it) ❄️🐑

yule log cookie (she/her) + camellia cookie (they/her)❄️🐑

guiding light (he/it) ❄️🐑

shallot (they/her) 🫐🧅🏵️

inkcap (they/them) 🫐🍄🏚️

hawthorn (he/him) 🫐🌺🥀

mistletoe (fae/faer)🫐

yew (dry/ad)🫐

crowned cream cake (she/it)🍰

pomegranate mousse cake (she/pom)🍰

tropical soda cake (they/she/he/it/surf/sa/nd)🍰

black licorice cake (he/him)🍰

very berry cake (she/kix)🍰

rocky road(they/them) ❄️

bitter kola (he/him) ❄️

choco wafer(she/they) ❄️

kuding tea (xe/xem)❄️

taro (he/him)❄️

pumpkin pone (it/she/they)

citrus slice cookie (she/her) 🍊🍹

(giant) clam cookie (they/them) 🌺

[whumperofworlds]

What do your OCs order at a coffee shop??? I must know.

Oooh, good question!

Keme is the type of guy who orders coffee with a large amount of sugar and milk in it. He would also order a cookie/doughnut there!

Drusus is the one who just drinks black coffee and questions Keme why have all that in his coffee. He also would get himself a sweet treat too!

Alder LOVES coffee with milk and sugar. He has a sweet tooth, so he gets a sweet cookie as well!

Hawthorn would order himself a cappuccino with too much milk, that's it. 😆

Theo Campbell is a tea person, so no coffee for him LOL. Maybe he would get himself a doughnut and hot chocolate though.

Malik Townsend loves coffee compared to his boyfriend, especially frappes! He prefers his with evaporated milk though, and he orders that so much at his local coffee shop the people there knew what he wanted haha.

Uh... I have too many OCs, so that's my main ones haha!

[saltedteas]

Cookie run OC time

1. Hawthorne Cookie and Tanghulu Triplets

This cookie was made with semi-sweet Hawthorne berries. Due to the fact that her hometown was plagued, she made a pact with a being to gain powers. These powers in theory gave her the ability to ‘heal’, but they did more harm than good and in the end she was driven out. She remains bitter about this to this very day.

2. Jellyfish Cookie and Shy Shell

This cookie was made with jellyfish strips. Due to her ‘go with the flow’ nature, you’re more likely not to notice her than you are. However, get her onto a thing she’s passionate about, and you’ll experience endless ranting.

3. Madapple Cookie and Knifeshade

The witch bungled up her recipie with this Cookie! Instead of sweet berries, she put deadly nightshade ones! Madapple Cookie has a vast knowledge of apothecary plants and poisons, but unfortunately (or maybe thankfully) they’re more likely to fool around with the plants than actually use them.

[sundove88]

The Nutcracker and The Four Realms (Sundove88’s Version) Casting Parody

Young Lily needs a magical, one-of-a-kind key to unlock a box that contains a priceless gift. A golden thread leads her to the coveted key, but it soon disappears into a strange and mysterious parallel world. In that world, she meets a soldier named Bruce, a group of mice and the regents who preside over three realms. Lily and Bruce must now enter a fourth realm to retrieve the key and restore harmony to the unstable land.

Lily Chun as Clara Stahlbaum (My OC)

Bruce Taylor as Philip The Nutcracker (My OC)

Sauske Uchiha as Fritz Stahlbaum (Naruto)

Togo Mimori as Louise Stahlbaum (Yuki Yuna is a Hero)

Gine as Marie Stahlbaum (Dragon Ball Z)

Madara Uchiha as Benjamin Stahlbaum (Naruto)

Vitruvius as Drosselmeyer (The LEGO Movie)

Ice King as Shiver (Adventure Time)

Gonta Gokuhara as Hawthorne (Danganronpa)

Conductor as Harlequin (A Hat in Time)

DJ Grooves as Cavalier (A Hat in Time)

Junko Enoshima as The Sugar Plum Fairy (Danganronpa)

Macaron Cookie as Mother Ginger (Cookie Run)

Cass Milligan as The Ballerina Princess (Balan Wonderworld)

Attilio Caccini as The Sweets Cavalier (Balan Wonderworld)

Set as Mouserinks (Smite)

Zeus as The Mouse King (Poptropica)

[seimeinotaka]

Sweet problems

For TwstOC week. Day 1. School Days

Rumor has it that NRC is full of crows, all of them mean and dangerous. One day Grim and Ann have a small incident with them over a delicious treat, cupcakes.

Ann Hawthorne is my MC OC, and the main character in my VilAnnthology series.

Thanks to polyphenols@AO3 for beta-reading this!

-

Living in the forgotten rundown building had its perks, as Ann Hawthorne eventually found out. While cleaning it had taken a long time, the young girl had managed to make it a somewhat hospitable and almost comfortable place. Even more, she had been slowly adding flowers and shrubs from the seeds she got at Sam's shop and the botanical garden. She was able to do whatever she wanted without caring what others said. Such as taking care of the unexpected wildlife around the dorm.

Every other day, on the makeshift table made out of stone she brought together, Ann would leave some food. Chips, bread crumbs, French fries, even cookies or whatever leftovers from the Heartslabyul parties or when Ace and Deuce visited, the list was endless.

As soon as she went inside, the crows living in the trees around the building flocked to the stones and happily ate the simple feast. Ann didn't have pets, but she liked watching the crows eating from her window. Eventually she began waving at them whenever she left for school, even though Grim would laugh at her.

"Wouldn't you want to be waved at if you were a bird?"

"Are those dumb birds going to call me Grim-sama?"

"No."

"Funa! Then I don't care! But I'll show them and later they'll be begging me to listen to them!" The monster cat hollered as Ann rolled her eyes.

But she liked doing that and her dumb younger-sibling-like cat pet monster wouldn't stop her.

"Grim," Ann said as she arched an eyebrow. "You should probably wait until we reach the dorm."  Grim was happily unwrapping one of the cupcakes they had baked with Trey not long ago, barely paying attention to his surroundings. They had just left the Hall of Mirrors, on their way home. Ann was holding a box of cupcakes meant for them except that the impatient monster had sneaked one out from who knew where.

"I'm hungry! And you're too slow!" Grim said as he was licking his lips, but before he could take a bite, a nearby crow dove straight and stole the pastry.

"Funaaaaa! My cupcake!” he yelled, chasing the bird fruitlessly as it rested on the a top branch of a nearby tree.

"Give it back, dumb bird!" Grim yelled, staring as the bird cocked its head.

"Give up, Grim," Ann replied with a sigh, having caught up as she didn't want to ruin the ones in the box.  "We still have 6 and you stole that one anyway."

"Give it ba-Eek!"

Grim could only watch in horror as the crow chomped the cupcake and swallowed it all, uncaring of the critter's cries and jumps.

"Let's go, Grim. Look, it already ate it. You don't want crow barf or poo so give it a rest," Ann replied dryly.

However, Grim's eyes narrowed dangerously. "My cupcake!" he yelled, throwing a flame at the crow, which narrowly missed, slightly burning its feathers.

"Grim, bad idea!" Ann said as the crow dove down to peck on Grim's head. The bird flew high and cawed loudly, summoning in an instant a cloud of 10 or more birds.

Without a second thought, Ann grabbed Grim by the waist and ran in the direction of Ramshackle dorm, a trail of crows following close. Their croaks were similar to the sounds of hell, reaching closer and closer.

Ann didn't dare to look back, eyes locked on the  familiar gate, coming closer and closer into view. She opened it with a shove, accidentally hitting Grim on the head with one of the metal bars. Her arm would hurt the next day, but it was better than being murdered by crows in her book. The squawks were so loud now and she felt some of the hellish fiends flying closer to her sides. The building was so close, even if her lungs were beginning to ache and her legs were giving out...

Suddenly, 11 flashes of black from the opposite direction flew towards the pressing crows, the noise becoming unbearable, as black feathers scattered everywhere like rain. Ann wouldn't look at the scene, focusing on opening the door and hiding inside with Grim.

Only after they were inside, she peeked through the window and found more a massive war of crows, their cries filling the air. She recognized some of them, the crows of Ramshackle dorm were attacking their pursuers. The cries didn't stop for several minutes until the invaders flew away as the defenders cawed in what could only be a warning message.

Seeing that the cupcakes on her box were a total mess, not surviving the pursuit, Ann took the remnants and left them on the stone. She figured they deserved a reward, as their unexpected saviors.

-

The next time Ann and Grim came back from the Hall of Mirrors, Ann was carrying a couple of boxes. Ignoring the warning caws of the defeated crows, all eyes on her and Grim, Ann walked by the tree where the fight had started. At the top the crow with the burnt feathers was sitting, squawking dangerously at them.

Ann cleared her throat, "Grim."

"Huh, I don't have to."

Ann shot a dangerous look at him, and the cat groaned. "I'm sorry," he grumbled. "But you-"

"Fine now," she quickly interjected before Grim could get a fired up again and start a fight. "We brought these as an offer of peace," Ann said and opened one of the boxes, showing a dozen cupcakes. "They are safe to eat," she added as she took a small part of one and ate it in front of the dozens of eyes staring at her.

Carefully, she put the box on the ground and slowly rose up, walking away, never showing her back. Only when she felt she was far away, she turned her back and the crows flocked at the baked offering.

The crows at Ramshackle dorm also received another tasty reward as Ann warned Grim that next time, she would leave him there if he attacked the crows.

-

"Hey Ann, when did you get so good at Animal Languages?" Jack asked the young girl as she was leaving the table to get some dessert.

"What?" Ann arched an eyebrow.

"Ah, Trickster Ann-kun," Rook said, suddenly appearing behind her, causing her to jump and hide behind Jack. "Rumor has it that you commanded an army of crows to save Monsieur Fuzzball the other day."

"I what?"

"Ruggie-senpai saw you two being attacked by crows, then another group saved you. When he walked by Ramshackle dorm, they chased him away. Said it was your turf."

"Crows are fickle creatures, even those most skilled at Animal Language have difficulty agreeing with them," Rook said, looking at her intensely. "What trick did you use to bewitch them?"

Ann frowned as she said flatly, "Contrary to what you all believe, kindness, gratitude and selflessness come a long way. Also, I don't have a gang of crows."

"You do. That's what they said, " both replied in unison.

Quickly realizing she wouldn’t change their minds, she gave up and went to her dorm. As she looked outside on the window of her room, a small sparkling glimpse caught her eye. On the stool of the window, there laid a small beautiful star-shaped crystal. She lifted it up, looked at the crows on the tree and smiled.

-

Crows are incredibly smart, they can remember people's faces and are capable of holding grudges. In fact, crows can tell other crows about people who hurt them. They also remember people being nice to them as well. I think there's a reason why crows are mean to the students in NRC lol

Some crows even bring gifts to the people who are nice to them. It ranges from rocks to even uhhh dead animals, anything that is small enough to fit in their beaks.

Thank you for reading!

[popfizzles]

aside from the cookie run ocs, what other characters will you be adding to art fight? just asking so i can be prepared!!! >:D

So, here’s what I had planned for ArtFight;

My 5 blogsonas (Fizzles, Poppin, Hawthorne, Mads, and Facade)

3 Cuphead ocs (Val, Boba, and Yarrow)

3 Cookie Run ocs (Rose Champagne, Burnt and Candy Heart [who seems to have won the strawpoll])

2 Animal Crossing ocs (Fenris and Solomon)

2 Pokemon ocs (Fitz and Boo [Boo gets his own profile])

My MCSM oc (Finneas)

and?? Maybe some TNMS characters? But only the purely original ones, like Saul and Teal.

But that’s all I can really think of as “important” or something people would want to draw. Really, I’m just going to work and work and work until I hit a wall or run out of time. Of course, I’m going to keep doing these even after artfight is over (especially my Cuphead ocs which I’ve got like 12 of on their own) because it’s cool to have a place where I can just pull up any ref I want, and a place I can send people to if they’re looking for a list of my OCs!

Plus, if there’s something from me that you DON’T see here but would love to see a ref for eventually, I’d love to hear it!

[ghostspideys-moved]

We’ll Have Tomorrow

Chapter Six

A/N: Okay, so here’s the thing. At the beginning I already had Hawthorne’s powers set, but I completely changed them like last week or something. But the thing is you won’t even really see him use them until season 3 anyways, so it doesn’t really change what I already have written.

Word Count: 1.8k

Pairing: Steve Harrington x OC, Jonathan x Nancy x OC (eventually)

Summary: Hawthorne and River are finally trying to settle in now that they’re living with Hopper. It’s not easy, but they’re all trying to make things work.

Settling in had taken far less time than Hawthorne anticipated. Then again, he hadn’t brought a lot with him when moving in with Hopper. He only packed what he didn’t think he could part with. Most of it was pictures, books, whatever he felt held some sentimental value. 

The first night, dinner was a little awkward. Hopper tried more than once to get them to talk at least a little bit.

“So, um, you guys go to Hawkins High, right?”

Hawthorne nodded, silently eating the TV dinner he’d warmed up. 

“Any extracurriculars? After school activities?” he pressed.

River shrugged, looking up from her dinner. “I’m in the science club, and I’m in orchestra,” she answered. “And sometimes I help work on the sets for the drama club’s productions.”

Hopper nodded, glad to be making some progress, and gestured to Hawthorne with his fork. “What about you, kid?” 

Only recently, he started getting more involved in things around school. He wasn’t the most outgoing person, so he was hesitant to try things. Because of that, it was surprising even to himself when he decided to try out theater.

“I started theater this year.” Hawthorne sat back and crossed his arms. “Surprisingly, I don’t hate it.”

“Right. Don’t you kids have a performance after the break?”

Hawthorne nodded. 

“Well, you fill me in on all that when it gets close,” Hopper said. “I’ll see about getting off work early that day.” He offered a slight smile. Their dad had never really taken an interest in anything he did, so he was a little surprised, to say the least.

Dinner thankfully grew less awkward as it went on. River offered to help clean up alongside El, leaving Hawthorne to his thoughts at the table for a moment. He was still getting used to such a big change, and he at least appreciated the effort to help them assimilate. That being said, it was going to take time (how long, he wasn’t sure). There was no way to judge those kinds of things. 

Later, in his room, Hawthorne busied himself with some light reading, doing his best to comprehend what he could, only to be interrupted when he heard a light rapping on the door frame. He looked up to see Hopper standing in the door. Setting his book aside, he scooted to the edge of his bed, Hopper taking a seat next to him. 

There was an awkward silence that seemed to stretch on far much longer than he would have liked. Hawthorne stayed silent, letting him collect whatever thoughts he might be having. 

“I know this isn’t easy for you guys,” Hopper started. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “I just want you to know that I’m not going to push you guys to talk to me or anything. I want you to take your time. Get comfortable. And know that I’m here to help.”

All Hawthorne could really offer was a nod and a slight smile. He couldn’t say he didn’t appreciate the effort, because he did in a way. It was just new, and he didn’t know how to respond to it properly. He seemed to understand that, thankfully, and smiled in return, patting him on the back. 

It was at least nice knowing that things might get better from here on out. That was the hope, anyways. Despite how long it took, he was just glad they finally left their dad behind. It was better this way, and Hawthorne knew that.

Life went on like this for almost a week. Hopper was constantly doing his best to make them feel welcome and comfortable. It wasn’t so difficult to be around El, either. Going through the same traumatizing experiences can really bring people together, he realized. None of them talked about Hawkins Lab, or anything related to that, if they could help it. BUt the knowledge alone of having that commonality made things a little easier on all three of them. 

With Christmas creeping around the corner, El wanted to make cookies (something she said she’d seen people do on tv). Hopper claimed he wasn’t so good at cooking, baking, or much of anything when it came to food. That is, unless it was breakfast.

Thankfully, Hawthorne and River were good at that. With how often their dad was gone, they’d learned long ago how to cook and bake for themselves. Hopper bought everything they’d need and let the kids get to work. 

Somehow the flour ended up on their clothes more than it did in the bowl. It was nice to have a laugh over it, though. El was mostly excited for the decorating part of the process. River was decent when it came to art, so hers ended up looking the most appealing. 

El’s definitely looked like a kid made them, but that was to be expected, and they didn’t really look too bad. Hawthorne made some gingerbread men and left streaks of red frosting, almost like a tasty murder scene. 

Hopper even offered to decorate a few, and his were about as good as El’s. 

Hawthorne went to change his shirt as soon as they were done, and when he came back, Hopper called him and his sister over to the living room. Curiously, he went over and took a seat. He had two wrapped boxes in his arms. Presents, it seemed.

“But Christmas isn’t for a few more days,” River said as he handed the gifts over to them. 

Hopper grinned and took a seat in his favorite chair. “Yeah, but I know your birthday was last week, so I got you guys a little something.”

It hadn’t really occurred to him that they even missed their birthday. The 14th had come and gone in the blink of an eye, and they’d been so busy packing up that he’d almost forgotten. Not that it was any different considering they usually just made a cake and celebrated by themselves.

Hawthorne’s curiosity got the better of him, and Hopper seemed clearly excited for them to open his gifts. Ripping the paper and tossing it aside, Hawthorne opened up the box to find some books. Admittedly, he immediately started looking through them excitedly. 

It was clear to Hopper that he was enjoying his present. “I noticed you like to read,” he said. “I don’t know what kind of books you like, but hopefully you like those.” Hawthorne gave him a slight smile. He was always happy to have new books, so he was more than willing to give them a read either way.

River opened up her present, pulling out some comic books. Even if she didn’t say so, he could tell she was overjoyed. There was very little she loved more than reading comics. He even noticed they were mostly Superman comics, which were her favorite. She’d enjoy the hell out of those.

Both of them gave him a smile, which was enough for him to tell they appreciated the gesture. Hopper didn’t have to get them gifts at all, especially since their birthdays had passed, but the fact that he had was enough for them to realize that he wasn’t all that bad. Not that they really thought he was, but it was hard being around someone new after years of living with someone as terrible as their father.

As soon as he was back in his room, Hawthorne looked through each of the books curiously. As far as he could tell, a lot of them were classics, some of which he remembered hearing briefly about before. One that especially stood out, however, was War and Peace. He’d never actually read it before, but he was more than excited to. 

One problem he knew he was going to have was reading words he didn’t know. He’d only started learning English about five years ago. And while his speaking was pretty much perfect (or so he assumed since no one had ever thought he was anything but American), his reading wasn’t quite one the same level. Practice made perfect, so he’d been told. So if anything, this was probably a good enough learning experience.

While he was having a little bit of trouble, he powered through it and read for over an hour. In fact, when dinner rolled around, he was still reading at the table. 

Hopper didn't object, though he was probably just glad Hawthorne was enjoying his gifts. 

At some point, the table cleared after everything was cleaned and all the leftovers went in the fridge. Hawthorne sat alone for now, reading in silence as Hopper opened a beer for himself.

"You're really liking that book, huh?"

Hawthorne looked up and nodded, a slight smile on his face. "Um, sometimes I have a he'd time reading it, but I think it's just because English isn't my first language," he admitted. 

Hopper nodded, taking a swig of his beer. "That just means you'll have to practice," he said. "I can make some cards for you, or something, like I do for El. Or you can practice reading out loud, and I'll help you out."

Really, that would probably be a big help. He knew his reading and comprehension was a big thing holding him back right now.

"Yeah, sounds good," he said. 

Hopper nodded and ruffled his hair before heading to sit back in his chair and watch TV. Hawthorne shook his head and fixed his hair before reading again. 

He tried to focus on the words, but even words he did know didn't always look right, and it almost frustrated him. He tried to slow down and sound everything out in his head as he pressed on. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair.

It was moments like this that made Hawthorne wonder if he was just dumb. This was something he felt he should already have a handle on, but he really didn't. It was annoying, to say the least. He wasn't sure what the problem was, and even worse, he couldn't think of a solution.

As much as Hawthorne loved reading, he was just getting very frustrated with how hard it was for him. He powered through a few more pages before calling it a night.

He lay in bed, tossing and turning. School would be starting again in a few weeks, once the holidays had come and gone. A lot of his grades were fairly poor at the moment, mostly because he couldn't just explain that it might be easier to read everything in Russian. Not that he'd ever tried, but it just made sense to him that reading in his native language would make his life easier.

Maybe he really was just an idiot. The thought plagued him, and he hardly got much sleep. All he'd been able to think about was how Hopper was going to see his grades once school resumed, and he'd probably think Hawthorne was an idiot, and that was something he didn't want at all.

His thoughts kept him up for a while before he dismissed them and went to sleep. It was a problem he could address at another time. Or, if he really tried, he'd never have to.

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📣 for your bugfables OCs!

📣 MEGAPHONE - how loud are they? what do they speak like? got a voice claim?

oh boy here comes a long one!

Soup - They're nonverbal! They dont rlly talk at all (no voice claim)

Mabel - She's definitely a little more soft spoken. Very warm, inviting tone. She talks to plants. (no voice claim)

Ezra - Quiet, speech sounds somewhat flat, doesn't talk much. (no voice claim)

Salad - He kinda rambles a lot, about what you'd expect for a kid that age (no voice claim)

Hawthorn - Very quiet and their voice sounds kinda scratchy like they have a really bad cold or somethin. They frequently pause between words or skip certain words to make things easier. (no voice claim)

Marine - I actually have no idea (no voice claim)

Cici - She's actually kinda loud, not really aware of it most of the time. Very energetic (no voice claim)

Jester - Tends to talk pretty fast, things get jumbled up a little bit from that. Also has an occasional stutter. (voice claim - Yellow Ena (Joel G) without distortion / Fukase (Vocaloid) )

Cerci - No clue tbh (no voice claim)

Ellie - She's very loud. She also laughs like so damn loud too. do not get her in a voice call ever its like a fucking jumpscare (no voice claim)

Dust - No idea. Incomprehensible. (no voice claim)

Jasper - He's pretty quiet, very polite. He tries to make his voice sound deeper (no voice claim)

Ruby - She's loud, kinda rude. Makes it very known when she's annoyed or bored. Kinda has like a boston accent (no voice claim kinda but it's like the exact same voice I imagine Susie from Deltarune havin)

Gabriel - No idea how to describe his voice, uses filler words pretty frequently though (no voice claim)

Kari - I have no idea how to describe their speech honestly... (voice claim - Zora Salazar (Epithet Erased) but like maybe a little deeper?)

October - Very energetic speech, tends to ramble on about things which can go on for a while if you don't ask him to stop (voice claim - Mango Cookie (CRK) )

Wynn - Not much of a talker, better at listening. Generally pretty serious, doesn't joke much (no voice claim)

Valentine - He's very polite and calm, at least at first. Has somewhat of a european sounding accent, its probably fake (no voice claim)

(theres like a couple more but god I have been writing this like literally all day and I cannot be bothered right now)

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Aumerelle Lorraine (Dishonored)

When your OC says, “I had a bad day,” what does that tend to mean? Is it as bad as they’re saying, or are they a bit dramatic?

She says that she’s had a bad day when her day was overly stressful. Aumerelle can get overwhelmed more quickly than most, so to some, she is “being dramatic” when she says she has had a stressful or bad day.

What are some of your OC’s favorites? Favorite food, color, season, stuff like that! Give some general simple facts that tend to get overlooked!

Aumerelle loves chocolate chip cookies, poppyseed muffins, berries, and salads. She also loves to drink tea, her favorite being black honey tea.

Her favorite colors are dusty rose and burgundy.

Autumn and Spring are her favorite seasons and the time in which she feels most inspired.

She loves the soft trickle of rain when the sky is still sunlight but partially cloudy.

Ophelia Valentine (Fallout 4)

When your OC says, “I had a bad day,” what does that tend to mean? Is it as bad as they’re saying, or are they a bit dramatic?

When she says she’s had a bad day, it usually means she’s had an unproductive day.

What are some of your OC’s favorites? Favorite food, color, season, stuff like that! Give some general simple facts that tend to get overlooked!

Sweets are her guilty pleasure. She can’t help it, it’s a synth thing. Ophelia also likes her fruits and vegetables, melons being among her favorites. Nuka Cola is something she often drinks, her favorite being Nuka Cola Cherry.

Her favorite colors are navy blue and pastel yellow.

Summer is her favorite season. It’s when the Commonwealth is it’s brightest and most alive.

Ophelia loves sunny weather accompanied by a soft breeze because of its cheerfulness.

Josephine Barnes (Fallout 4)

When your OC says, “I had a bad day,” what does that tend to mean? Is it as bad as they’re saying, or are they a bit dramatic?

Rhaella can tend to be a little dramatic as she does love to tell stories. All of what she says is true, but the scale of how bad it truly was may or may not be slightly exaggerated.

What are some of your OC’s favorites? Favorite food, color, season, stuff like that! Give some general simple facts that tend to get overlooked!

She loves heartier foods like vegetable stew or a well-cooked Brahmin steak. Back in the old pre-war days, she enjoyed making lasagna. Her favorite drink is either Whiskey or Nuka Cola.

Her favorite color is grey.

Winter is her favorite season. She loves the snow and the aesthetic. Winter is also a time to bring friends and family together.

Stormy weather is her favorite type of weather, that or snow.

Valaris Hawthorne (The Outer Worlds)

When your OC says, “I had a bad day,” what does that tend to mean? Is it as bad as they’re saying, or are they a bit dramatic?

She rarely ever talks about how her day went, but if she ever says that her day was bad, you better believe her.

What are some of your OC’s favorites? Favorite food, color, season, stuff like that! Give some general simple facts that tend to get overlooked!

There aren’t a lot of nutritious food options available in Halcyon, so she eats what she must. She enjoys different drinks, though. Her favorite being Purpleberry Liqueur.

Evergreen and violet are her favorite colors.

Valaris doesn’t have a favorite season, as each season varies depending on the planet. Surprising to some, her favorite season is Spring.

Again, each planet has different weather, so she doesn’t have a favorite. She does prefer it when the weather doesn’t interfere with her work.