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asdfghjklmals · 1 year

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LILIES & ROSES✩༶‧˚

GENRE + T/W: sfw, fluff. suggestive comment. WORD COUNT: 1.2k words. TAGS: boyfriend!gojo, satoru gojo x fem!oc. established couple. adoptedkiddos! megumi & tsumiki

SYNOPSIS: oc gojo girlfriend hates being woken up in the morning, but her unconventional family has a surprise for her. AUTHOR'S NOTE: happy mothers day to all the mamas out there! here's a quick little fic for oc gojo girlfriend and how much tsumiki, megumi, and satoru love her. REMINDER: if you want to imagine yourself in oc gojo girlfriend's character descriptions instead, please do!

"alright kiddos, here's the plan," satoru started a huddle in the middle of the living room with tsumiki and megumi. megumi rolled his eyes and sighed, he never liked to entertain anything satoru was thinking of. tsumiki had a big smile on her face and always followed along with whatever he said. "megumi is going to get flowers across the street and tsumiki is going to stay behind and start breakfa—"

"and what exactly are you going to do?" megumi glared at his white haired guardian.

"well, your brave and handsome caregiver is going to obviously be the one to wake up (y/n)." satoru said.

megumi, tsumiki, and satoru shuddered at the thought of having to be the one to wake you up from your slumber. if there was one thing they all knew in the household, it was not to wake you up from your sleep on your days off.

7 year old megumi held out his hand to satoru, "give me your credit card."

satoru scoffed in disbelief at how straightforward megumi could be. he sighed and pulled out his credit card as the 7 year old boy swiped it from his fingers with the swiftness.

megumi walked down to the flower shop across the street. he thought out how you and satoru had "adopted" him and tsumiki almost two years ago. you and satoru were still students at jujutsu high school. it was a huge adjustment as satoru and you were only 18 years old at the time, entering into your third year as sorcerers.

the flower shop owner smiled as megumi walked into the shop, "hi megumi, are you here to get some flowers for (y/n) for mother's day?"

megumi softly smiled, "how did you know?"

"oh, i had a feeling," the shop owner said.

little did megumi know, satoru gojo was a regular at this flower shop. mainly because he stopped here to buy you flowers whenever he made you upset.

"(y/n)'s favorite flowers are lilies," she recommended as megumi was looking at the huge bouquet of roses. "mr. gojo always gets her roses, but secretly her favorites are the lilies."

megumi turned to look at the beautiful white lilies. he had an idea.

"can i have a big bouquet with both lilies and roses?" megumi asked the shop owner. she smiled at him and nodded.

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at home, tsumiki was standing on a small step stool in front of the stove flipping pancakes in a cute pink frilly apron that satoru had bought for her. the kitchen smelled of bacon and coffee. at the ripe young age of 8, tsumiki was quite skilled in the kitchen. she hummed to herself as she set the pancakes onto four plates and started to crack eggs into a new clean frying pan.

"megumi and i like overeasy eggs... gojo-sensei likes scrambled... and (y/n) likes sunny side up..." tsumiki spoke softly to herself. the toaster popped up as she stepped to the side and took the four pieces of toast out. she returned back to watch her eggs.

"i'm home," megumi announced as he set the large bouquet of flowers on the dining table, "where's the idiot?"

"he's in the room with (y/n)!" tsumiki happily chirped.

the mutual agreement was knowing that the "idiot" in question was satoru gojo.

megumi took out a folded piece of paper from his backpack and handed it to tsumiki as she slid all the eggs into their respective plates, "here, sign it."

tsumiki opened the piece of paper to find a drawing of somewhat identifiable stick figures. she saw megumi with his dark blue hair, her with her brown ponytail, satoru with his sunglasses and white hair, and you with your long black hair and green eyes. underneath the family portrait was written in megumi's surprisingly neat penmanship, ‘happy mother’s day ’.

"awww megumi, this is so cute!" tsumiki gushed.

megumi brushed her off and said, "it's not a big deal, we had to make mother's day cards in my homeroom class".

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satoru gojo was risking it all today. he opened the bedroom door, the room was still dark as the blackout curtains haven't been opened. he quietly made his way to the window and quickly opened the curtains as you winced from the bright sunlight hitting your face. rule number one broken. (read ‘morning routine’ here)

you grabbed the duvet to cover your face, but was felt with resistance. satoru completely grabbed the duvet cover off of you and threw it on the other side of your shared king size bed. rule number two broken.

you kissed your teeth in annoyance and turned to face him, "satoru gojo, what do you think you're doing? are you asking for a death wish?"

satoru laughed, "come on, i have a surprise! wake up already." he leaned into the bed and grabbed your hand. you groaned in tired annoyance. he held up your body and pushed you into the bathroom to do your morning routine.

"this better be a good surprise." you threatened him.

"or what? you gonna spank me?" satoru retorted back at you.

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satoru led you into the kitchen with his hands over your eyes.

"surprise!" satoru, tsumiki, and megumi shouted in unison.

there was a delicious breakfast spread of pancakes, toast, eggs, bacon, fruits, and hashbrowns thanks to your wonderfully talented, adopted daughter. next to the table was a bouquet as big as megumi.

you pouted your lips as you looked at the smug three, "oh my gosh... is this all for me?"

"yes!" tsumiki yelled and ran to hug your leg.

"thank you, babygirl." you bent down to hug her as megumi slowly crept towards you with the bouquet that was just as big as him.

"these are you for you, (y/n)."

you grabbed the huge bouquet from the little boy, "how did you know my favorite flowers are lilies, megumi?"

"i thought you liked roses, babe?" satoru asked in confusion as he sat down in his assigned dining seat.

"every girl likes roses, but lilies are my favorite flowers... i guess megumi just listens to me." you teased your lover. megumi quickly stuck his tongue out at the white haired sorcerer.

"oh! one last thing (y/n)!" tsumiki ran to the kitchen counter to grab the card that megumi made. she gave it to you and you swear you almost cried.

"megumi, you made this in school? babe, look at this." you showed your boyfriend megumi's drawing of your little family of four. satoru had a huge grin on his face. megumi couldn't help but turn bright red in embarrassment.

"thank you, all of you." you grabbed satoru underneath his chin with your free hand and pulled him in for a kiss. megumi and tsumiki ran to your side to hug you as you kissed them on the top of their heads. satoru bringing home two children without letting you know was a very unconventional way of becoming a mother, but you wouldn’t want it any other way.

“happy mother’s day, babe.” satoru grinned at you.

EXTRA:

"hey megumi, how much did the flowers cost?" satoru questioned the blue haired child as he was reading a book on the couch.

"i don't know, like maybe $20?" megumi lied.

satoru glared at him, he knew he was lying. he logged into his bank account and saw the transaction from the shop.

"maybe $20? more like $200, you brat!" satoru barked back at him.

"who cares if it was $200? (y/n) likes it."

satoru stopped mid thought, the kid was right. as much as he and megumi butt heads, if there was one thing that they could agree on, it was their love for you.

DIVIDERS PROVIDED BY @/ANLIAN-AISHANG

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rorywritesjunk · 3 months

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Down in the dark where the waves won’t go, I’m bound to find my way.

Sunny and Buggy disagree over the next steps of their life together leading to them spending time apart.

Rating: PG-13 to be safe for swearing and arguing. Warning: Each chapter will have a specific warning. Epilogue!!! Happy ending!!! AAAA!! Word Count: 2,111 A/N: The direct sequel to "No locked upon land...", the fic that started it all. I do not use "You" in this as now that Sunny is an established OC I decided not to go that route. The ending!! Happy!! Also I'm of the belief that you never remember every person you've ever met in your life. You may cross paths multiple times and not realize it. Hence how I chose to end this. Thank you for reading this! It was fun and painful and great to write!

Title comes from "Sailing Song" by S.J. Tucker

Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7 + Chapter 8 + Chapter 9 + Chapter 10 + Epilogue Taglist: @hey-august @lostfirefly @ane5e

Epilogue

It was weird sleeping in but Buggy insisted on it the night before. He said he would get the baby up and even make breakfast (she wasn't too sure on that part) but that she deserved to sleep in. The last year had been hard on them, from the fights to their brief separation to Sunny telling Buggy she was pregnant. She never saw him fall to pieces so quickly before until that moment.

He had been shocked into silence for just a few minutes before he shrieked and rushed to go tell the crew, leaving Sunny behind in the pantry. She could hear the excited cheers from the crew. Apparently they were just as excited as their captain.

“Shh, shh, why are you fussing? You're not supposed to fuss when daddy carries you! It's not flashy!”

She cracked an eye open and looked over towards the door. Buggy held Gold against his chest while carrying a tray of food with his hands out in front of him. The baby was fussy even though Buggy was trying his best to calm him.

“Gold, buddy, come on, Mama's sleeping and you're gonna wake her up.” He huffed softly as he tried his best to soothe him. “I already changed you and you didn't want the mush she made you last night, so what do you want?”

She grinned and burrowed herself under the covers. She'd let him suffer a bit more. He didn't have to carry a baby for 9 months or spend over 30 hours in labor. All he did was cry when the baby was finally born and he finally saw his son with his little fluffy blonde hair and little red nose.

“Goldie, kiddo, you're killing me here.” Buggy whined. Sunny sighed and finally rolled over to face them, only to burst out laughing at the sight of her husband covered in flour, eggs, and she was pretty sure there was some jam in his hair. He glared at her as he set the tray on the bed and passed her the baby. Gold’s eyes lit up and he was happy to snuggle in her arms. She kissed him on the forehead and smiled.

“You okay there, Buggy?”

“I cooked you breakfast!” He told her. “The skillet was too hot and I burned my fingers, and then the water boiled over when I made your tea. The eggs spilled onto the two of us so I had to change Gold again and then he sneezed as I had a scoop of flour and it got everywhere.”

Sunny distracted herself by looking at the tray of food and tried not to erupt into giggles. The piece of toast seemed to have a little hand print in the jam. She looked back at Buggy as he scooted himself into bed beside her and took a bite of the toast.

“Honey, you have jam in your hair.” She pointed out. He groaned and slumped against her as Gold watched his daddy curiously. “There's a little hand print in the jam…”

“He grabbed my hair at one point.” Buggy whined. “I didn't realize he had sticky fingers! Babe, I just washed my hair!”

She kissed the top of Buggy’s head and smiled. “You're a good dad.”

He lifted his head up just enough to look into her eyes as he pouted at her. Dealing with a sticky baby from time to time was something Buggy still couldn't handle. Everything else? Whatever, he could deal with diapers and spit up, but for some reason anything sticky like jam had Buggy wanting to have a meltdown over it.

“Can I go wash my hair?” He whined softly.

“Yes, honey.” She told him as he started to get up. “Thank you for breakfast and for getting the baby ready.”

Buggy looked at her funny and shrugged. “I'm his dad, it's my job to look after him.”

“Yea-”

“I don't care what your family thinks should happen. He's my kid, I am going to raise him. It's not all on you, babe.” Buggy told her as he went to look at himself in the mirror. Maybe he didn't need to wash all of his hair, just that section of it. “The idea that I'm babysitting my own kid is shit and if your aunts and uncles say anything then I'll say something back!”

Sunny doubted he would say anything but she wouldn't discourage him. She loved him even more now after seeing him take care of Gold. Buggy almost always had his son in his arms or near him when he was working. The only time Sunny saw the baby was when it was feeding time.

“I love you, Buggy.” She told him as he tried to wash the sticky jam out of his hair. He looked back at her curiously before grinning widely at her.

“How could you not?” He asked as he winked at her. “I'm the greatest husband and dad in all the sea, babe!”

~*~

He didn't mean to get lost again.

Buggy had only taken a few steps away from the first mate to look at something when a crowd walked by and he was by himself. Where did Rayleigh end up? This was his second time getting separated from the crew on an outing. If Buggy was lost again, he'd get a talking to and won't be allowed to step off the ship ever again. He tried to look around but the first mate was nowhere to be seen.

Buggy tried not to panic but it was a little hard not to.

He stuck his hand in his pocket, gripping the pretty bracelet he had found a few weeks ago. He didn't quite remember how he found it but it was one of his favorite things. The weight in his pocket was a comforting reminder of what he was striving for in his pirate journey: find as much treasure as possible.

“Are you lost?”

Buggy’s head jerked around to see a girl who looked about his age. She was smiling at him but he wasn't sure why. Was being lost amusing to her?!

“No, I'm not lost!” He insisted as he straightened up. “Why would you just ask someone that?!”

“You just looked lost.” She told him with a shrug. “I'm Sunny, my Mama's right over there. You can stay with us until your mom or dad show up if you want!”

Buggy stared at her. She just… offered to have him stay with her not knowing who he was when he could be some scary, dangerous pirate. He was about to say something to her, call her stupid for that, but a woman walked up, her blonde hair in a ponytail, arms covered in tattoos, startling Buggy into keeping his mouth shut. She looked more like a pirate than someone's mother.

“Sunny, what's going on?”

“He's lost, mama!”

“I-I’m not lost!” Buggy squeaked, not taking his eyes off the pirate. She cocked her head to the side before crouching down in front of him, looking him over curiously. He tried to look like he wasn't nervous but… he was for some reason. His captain was the strongest but this lady looked like she could be just as strong.

“Oh? Well, you can hang out with us until someone comes looking for you.” She smiled. “I'm Windy. We were about to get a snack. What's your name, honey?”

He couldn't help but stare at her. The way she smiled and called him honey was… familiar and comforting to him for some reason. He glanced at Sunny. She was smiling at him as well and he felt himself relax just a bit. Maybe he could stick around with them until Rayleigh showed up.

“B-Buggy.”

“Buggy? That's a cute name.” Windy said as she smiled at him. “Let's get you kids a snack while we look for your adult, Buggy. How does that sound?”

He shouldn't talk to strangers. The crew told him and Shanks not to, but he did feel safe around these two. He wasn't sure why but they didn't seem to be a threat. There was a familiarity in that smile and how she called him honey, but he couldn't place where. He swallowed heavily and nodded. He could stay with them until he found Rayleigh.

To keep him from getting separated from them, Sunny held his hand the entire time. Buggy allowed her, saying nothing as his cheeks burned as they sat on a bench while Windy went to get them both a snack. The little girl looked at him and smiled brightly. He looked away.

“I bet Mister Rayleigh will find you.” She told him. “If not, you can stay with us.”

“I can find my way back to the ship if I have to!” Buggy shot back. “This place is just big, okay?”

Sunny tilted her head to the side and smiled. He hated that she kept doing that. Why were these two being so nice and helpful? Did they want something in return? He huffed softly and looked back at her. She gave his hand a squeeze and looked back at the people milling about the area

Windy came back a few minutes later, handing them both a tasty piece of fruit before standing beside her daughter and keeping an eye out for Rayleigh. She met the first mate once before, back when she was a member of the Cook Pirates, so spotting him wouldn't be too hard.

She glanced at the kids. Sunny was asking Buggy questions about living on a ship, being a pirate, all kinds of things, even asking what was the best treasure he found so far. The boy was answering back, an air of arrogance about him as he talked about rescuing the captain one time from a nasty pirate crew and how he found a treasure chest that was almost bigger than the ship! Sunny’s eyes were sparkling as she listened and Windy was happy to see her daughter making friends with someone.

The snacks were enjoyed and the kids were chatting when Rayleigh made an appearance. His face was a mix of anger and relief as he crossed his arms and looked at Buggy. The boy straightened up and looked back at him, wondering what the punishment was, but Windy patted him on the head.

“Rayleigh, it’s been a while!” She laughed. “My daughter found your boy and was close to adopting him into our family. Better keep an eye on him or she’ll kidnap him.”

“Maybe he'll learn not to wander off.” Rayleigh grumbled as the kids stood up. “Let's head back, Buggy. Tell them thank you.”

Buggy looked over at Sunny and Windy. The pirate seemed amused while Sunny looked disappointed about him leaving. They just met, they weren't friends or anything, so why was she looking like she wanted to cry? He scratched the back of his head and glanced up at Rayleigh for reassurance. He sighed and looked back at them.

“Thank you for looking after me.”

“Any time, Buggy!” Windy chuckled. “It was nice meeting you. I bet you're going to be a famous pirate someday.”

Buggy puffed out his chest and looked smug about that. Rayleigh put his hand on Buggy’s head and directed him to Sunny. The little girl just gave him a sad smile and waved at him as the boy glanced up at his guardian again. What was he supposed to say to her? He just thanked them!

“Thank… you for helping me, Sunny?” It was more of a question, but he wasn't sure. Her eyes lit up and her smile got bigger. Buggy forced himself to look away again because he didn't want to look at her any more. She had a pretty smile.

“You're welcome, Buggy!” She replied happily. “I hope we can stay friends!”

He didn't really know how, they wouldn't see each other again, but he just shrugged and stuck his hands in his pockets, toying with the bracelet he found for a moment. It was pretty, but he didn't remember how he got it, so maybe…

He could offload it on her. It wasn't worth anything, he was pretty sure about that, so he pulled out the bracelet and reached for Sunny’s hand. She looked at him curiously as he put it in her hand. He said nothing, stared at her for a moment, then turned and hurried off before Rayleigh turned to follow. Windy just chuckled softly as Sunny looked it over and put the bracelet in her pocket.

He was kinda weird but Sunny thought he was nice. Maybe she'd see him again.

#buggy the clown #buggy the clown x oc #buggy x oc #sunny x buggy

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fghniki · 7 months

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Bake Cakes Kick Ass

“Étoiles, do you want a slice?” she decided to ask. Étoiles turned to look at her and looked at the cake with barely hidden surprise. “Uhm. Nah, thanks,” he gave her a crooked smile before turning away again. Niki considered burrowing her head in the sand and screaming. (Phil, Niki and Étoiles love both kicking ass and eating cakes. Well, maybe not all of them.) (Also available on Ao3.) (Originally made for @etoiles-week, day 3: food. Based on a Twitter exchange.) (This is an AU where q!Étoiles happens to share a certain trait with cc!Étoiles.)

Niki had never thought dungeons could be so fun.

She wasn’t exactly the best fighter — most of the mob kills ended up going to Phil and Étoiles — but even in a supporting role she felt like she fit right in, the way she never thought she would be able to. Not to mention, she got to hang around the eggs! (Even if she felt a little bit embarrassed about them being better fighters than herself.)

Regardless. They swept through the dungeon in what, according to excited Pomme, was record time — and now they had time to rest and sort the loot. Niki glanced at the crafting table in the corner of the room. She wondered…

Backpacks were really the best — she no longer had to worry about not having the ingredients she might need, ever. Chayanne was more than happy to help her, supplying her with some milk and raspberries, — and only a few minutes later her beautiful berry cake was ready and done.

“Hey guys!” she smiled as she turned to face Étoiles and Phil (who were busy arguing about something with Tallulah), “Snack time!”

Phil’s face lit up the moment he saw the cake, “Aw man, Niki! How the fuck do you always manage to have the best pastries?”

Phil took the cake out of Niki’s hands and got to slicing it. Niki turned to look at Étoiles… who only glanced at the thing before turning to talk to Pomme. Niki frowned and opened her mouth to invite the two to join in, but was interrupted by Étoiles: “Alright, guys, thank you so much, but Pomme and I gotta go.”

“No problem, mate,” Philza replied, his mouth already stuffed. Niki meekly echoed the sentiment and watched the French warp away, feeling only so slightly disappointed.

The Purgatory desert was finally settling down after the fight, and it was finally possible to see further than a meter from you. Niki couldn’t be more grateful for that — going through sand with a giant cake in your arms was much easier when you could see where you stepped.

The Greens were in much better spirits than she anticipated, joking around and babbling about something she couldn’t quite understand. She shouted a “hey there” just before approaching them: “Hey guys.” she smiled from above the cake, “Not sure how welcome it is, but, um– I just wanted to give you something. Kind of like a consolation prize.”

“Oh my God,” Bagi exhaled. “Holy shit.”

The Greens gathered around her, marveling at the cake. Niki allowed herself to bask in attention for a bit before glancing at Étoiles — the person she really wanted to surprise with it.

Much to her dismay, he didn’t look too excited, keeping himself busy checking something in his inventory even as everyone else started taking slices. “Étoiles, do you want a slice?” she decided to ask.

Étoiles turned to look at her and looked at the cake with barely hidden surprise. “Uhm. Nah, thanks,” he gave her a crooked smile before turning away again.

Niki considered burrowing her head in the sand and screaming.

Okay.

She knew what he liked (fish, avocado, avocado toast, chia seeds). She knew (now) that he wasn’t really into the sweet stuff. That was fine — not every pastry had to be tooth-rotting. She could make apple pies. She could make potato pies. She was the genius baker, and she could find something that Étoiles would love sooner or later.

She felt sweat gathering at the back of her neck as she watched her friends gather round Sunny’s birthday table and grab stuff from the plates she and Chayanne had prepared for the occasion. She watched Étoiles completely ignore everything.

“Okay, I am going insane,” she declared and got up from her seat. Chayanne stopped chewing as he watched her walk up to Étoiles and tap him on the shoulder. He turned around. “I can’t live like this anymore.”

“Same, man,” Étoiles replied before blinking and adding, “Wait, what?”

“Do you hate me?”

Étoiles blinked again, “No? Why? Do you think I’m a hateful person?”

“You have literally not eaten anything made by me. Not once.”

Étoiles blinked for the third time and looked behind Niki’s back at the table. He then looked back at her. “These are all high GI.”

It was Niki’s turn to blink. “What?”

“Glycemic index,” Étoiles explained, “Niki, I have diabetes.”

…oh.

Oh.

Niki suddenly felt very, very stupid. “Oh my God–”

“Do you think I should white rice? Should I eat potato chips?” Étoiles suddenly had a shit-eating grin on his face. “Do you want me to eat poison and die? Is it because you hate me?”

“No, I—” Niki felt laughter bottle up in her throat and she covered her mouth with her hand, “I’m–”

“What are you, Poison-chu? You want me to poison myself?”

“Shut up—”

“Oh, it’s because you hate me—”

Niki finally cracked up, and started laughing, and found her laugh mixed with Étoiles’.

#fanfic #fanfiction #mcyt #qsmp #etoiles #niki nihachu #etoilesweek #writing #fgh writing

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necile · 10 months

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OCs as Obscure Associations

Y'all know I have to do this for Precious Ghuu. It's the law. Under a cut, because there's a looot of text. I was tagged by the lovely @faeriefrolic. Thank you!

ANIMAL: Fruit bats, or the golden lion tamarin

COLORS: Lime green, navy, lavender

MONTH: September

SONGS: March of the Martians (not just because she's an alien. The whole vibe of the song is very whimsical and goofy)

NUMBER: 7

PLANTS: Pitcher plants, venus flytraps, lilies

SMELLS: Bubblegum, vanilla, banana

GEMSTONE: Watermelon tourmaline

TIME OF DAY: Evening

SEASON: Spring, Autumn

PLACES: Space (duh), parks, gardens, the fish section at pet stores

FOOD: French toast, candy, popsicles

DRINKS: Lemonade, carbonated drinks

ELEMENT: Air

ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: Libra

SEASONINGS: Cinnamon sugar, red pepper flakes

SKY: Blue, or slightly overcast

WEATHER: Bright and sunny

MAGICAL POWER: Not being attracted to anyone except married folks😑

WEAPONS: None.

SOCIAL MEDIA: Tumblr or Twitter

MAKEUP PRODUCT: Purply-blue blush and lipstick to match, but very subtle

CANDY: Gumballs

METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: Flying saucer

ART STYLE: Surrealism

FEAR: People, not being near her plants

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: Nagas

PIECE OF STATIONARY: Fountain pen

THREE EMOJIS: 🛸🌱🌼

CELESTIAL BODY: Saturn

I tag: @lillygrovesims, @blackbriarsraven, @nikatyler, @keoni-chan, @strange-sim, @cas-sims, and whoever else would like to participate!

#precious ghuu #text post #oc tag

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little-mouse-gardens · 16 days

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Hey love!! Hope you've been well <3

For the food ask game:

🥭 Does your oc drink juice? What's their favorite kind of juice? Do they mind the fruit pulp that can sometimes be found in these?

🥟 What's something your oc would love to eat for lunch almost every time?

🍦 Your oc wakes up at night, feeling hungry. Do they go eat? If yes, what will they eat?

OMG HI@creatrackers I’ve been doing pretty good ^W^ I’ve just been relaxing lately, I hope you’ve been doing well as well ^W^

For these? I’m gonna do all four of my rottmnt oc’s

🥭 oooo! Hmmm I’d definitely say sunny, Marcy, Skye and Angie would all drink juice

Sunny - her favorite kind of juice is mango or pineapple juice, she doesn’t mind the fruit pulp that can be found in the juice and often saves the fruit pulp to make smoothies or mix it with water for her plants

Marcy - her favorite kind of juice is blueberry or raspberry juice, not to big a fan of the fruit pulp due to the texture so she mostly gives it to sunny or Angie to make into something else, or she’ll also use the pulp to feed her plants

Skye - orange juice or pomegranate juice, doesn’t mind the pulp much and will maybe use the pulp to make popsicles later. If she doesn’t end up using it she gives it to sunny, Angie or Marcy.

Angie - strawberry juice or apple juice, particularly strawberry is her favorite (she loves strawberry’s so much omg). She doesn’t mind the fruit pulp at all, actually she really enjoys the fruit pulp because she can make different kinds of snacks and foods with it and will absolutely take any fruit pulp her sisters didn’t want and save it to make food. Her favorite thing to make with fruit pulp is Ice-cream or bread

🥟-

Sunny - oooo! For sunny, it would definitely be Casado with some pink lemonade. Specifically Casado because her, Marcy, Skye and Angie’s grandparents used to make Casado for lunch for them when they were little. It’s a huge comfort meal for her.

Marcy - for Marcy, it would be grilled cheese and tomato soup with either a glass of juice or flavored water. She absolutely loves the flavors of grilled cheese and the tomato soup, and will not hesitate to buy herself some from a local restaurant a few blocks away from her

Skye - for Skye, it would be homemade ramen with either a some nice iced tea or water. Skye absolutely loves making ramen and is constantly trying new recipes when she can. If she’s on the go, she usually packs herself some homemade ramen she made the night before just in case she needs a snack while she’s out and about.

Angie - for angie, it would be vegetable soup with a Caesar salad on the side and lemonade or juice to drink. She absolutely loves to cook, so while these two may be her favorite meals for lunch, she is always down to try new foods and recipes.

🍦-

Sunny - doesn’t really snack at night, but when she does the first thing she will always go for is chopped fruits. Things like apple slices, mangos, grapes, blueberries ect. And then carry that bowl back to her room to eat until she feels ready to sleep again. While she’s snacking she may read or try and work on a crochet project

Marcy - usually won’t go eat when she feels she needs a snack at night, but when she does she usually goes for light snacks like apples and peanut butter or toast and jam, which she will carry out to her room to sit and play some video games or draw random things with a weighted blanket over her lap until she feels like passing out again.

Skye - usually has a snack at least one or twice a few nights a week, and that snack has always been some avocado toast or just an entire bowl of baby carrots and ranch. Which she will then take back to her room and snack on while watching random videos or anime and playing some video games to help her fall asleep

Angie - Angie usually doesn’t snack much at night, mostly because sometimes it can upset her Stomach. But when she does feel like getting herself a snack, she usually will grab herself some strawberry’s and pretzels to snack on or some cheese and crackers. Which she will ten take back to her room to snack on while she paints or works on some clay charms she was planning on turning into earrings or jewelry until she feels ready to go back to bed.

#rottmnt #rottmnt oc #rottmnt ocs #rise ocs #oc : sunny mora #oc : Marcy mora #oc : Skye mora #oc : Angie mora #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt oc #mousespeaks

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legolasbadass · 1 year

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Office Hours, Part 24

Summary: Lorelei Browning has just secured a job as an assistant professor at Exeter College in Oxford. Naturally, she is eager to prove herself and meet every challenge sent her way, but what she does not expect is the tall, handsome stranger who will quickly become much more than a colleague…

Relationship: Richard Armitage x OC (Professor AU)

Word Count: 1.8k

Rating: T

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The next morning, the sun finally decides to visit Oxford. After weeks of rain and grey skies, the whole city comes alive again, and Richard and I decide to make the most of it by walking to the city centre and going out for breakfast.

After our conversation in the kitchen last night, Richard and I made love, slowly and tenderly, and each kiss, each caress, was a reassurance of his love, healing all the cracks in my heart that had been left by past lovers. We moaned each other’s names as we came, and it felt like a promise. A promise that all the passion burning inside him was reserved for me and that our love would never waver. And as we walk hand in hand past the city’s most recognizable sites, I feel that he genuinely understands me now, and the peace and comfort that come with that are pure bliss.

We step inside a small café facing the fenced gardens of the Oxford Union Society on St Michael’s Street. The bicycle parking rack in front of the café is overflowing, and inside, almost every table is taken by stressed-out students, their eyes glued to their laptops or heavy textbooks. Yet, despite the palpable buzz of approaching finals, the atmosphere in the café is warm and comforting. Wooden ceiling beams meet the poster-covered whitewashed walls under the bright light of the morning sun as the smell of roasted coffee beans and pastries fill the air. After ordering food and coffee, Richard and I find a spot crammed into a sunny corner by the large windows overlooking the street. Our oversized mugs clink against the dark mahogany of the table, which is so small our knees touch underneath as we sit.

Richard tells me that he regularly frequented this café when he first moved to the city as he used to live only a few streets away, near Pembroke College. He reminisces over those years until our food arrives, and a companionable silence settles between us. Fried eggs, baked beans, and toast are a perfect treat after a long walk.

“Hm, it’s eggcellent,” Richard jokes, then immediately starts laughing as I chuckle and shake my head. He always laughs at his own—often terrible—puns, and I find that incredibly endearing.

“You dork,” I reply playfully as I take another sip of coffee.

“Hey, you always laugh at my jokes.”

“Maybe I’m laughing at you?” I tease.

His smile broadens. “Well, you’re still laughing. That’s what counts.”

I smile back at him as he squeezes my thigh under the table. “Hey—any news about your potential project with Dr. Stanley Griffin?” I ask curiously.

He hesitates before he says, “Er, no—not really.”

I nod slowly; his tone is strange, as though he is trying to avoid the subject. Then, without another word, he reaches out to look at his phone. I frown—he has repeatedly been checking his phone since last night.

“You keep checking your phone—what is it?” I ask, hoping I do not sound too much like an insecure, controlling girlfriend.

“I’m not checking my phone more than usual, love,” Richard says dismissively, which only makes me more suspicious. I suddenly have the strange feeling that he is hiding something from me—but why would he, when we share everything with each other? Still, it could be nothing. Perhaps he is simply waiting to hear back from some journal to which he submitted a paper, or he is expecting a response from some society or university concerning a conference. That must be it.

But then why does he not simply tell me?

“I’m gonna get some more coffee. Do you want anything?” he asks, pulling me out of my spiralling thoughts.

“Er, no I’m good. Thanks,” I reply with a smile. I watch him as he stands and leaves toward the counter, my eyes drifting to his solid thighs and the firmness of his bum in those dark jeans before drifting back to his handsome face just as he scratches his beard with one of his large hands.

I know I have nothing to worry about with Richard. He is the most caring, thoughtful, and loyal partner I have ever had. But that only makes me even more curious—or worried—about what he could be keeping from me. Of course, I could insist he tell me, but it does not feel right to press him when he has always been so patient with me.

“We seem to be running into each other a lot.”

Of all the cafés in Oxford.

Jason wears a beige trench coat, unbuttoned to reveal a burgundy cashmere sweater and the collar of a white button-up shirt underneath. He smirks at me before sliding into the empty seat in front of me. Richard’s seat. His knees come into contact with mine, and I immediately push my chair back.

All I can think to say is a cliché, “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“Me neither!” he exclaims. “I’m glad—we didn’t really get a chance to talk yesterday, what with your boyfriend being there.”

I feel like one of those dumb horror movie heroines, convinced they have outrun the monster only to come face to face with it again.

“What are you doing here, Jason?” I ask, glancing toward Richard, but he has his back to us.

Jason chuckles. “I’m getting coffee?”

“You know what I mean,” I retort with a sigh. “What are you doing in Oxford? And don’t tell me you’re here for the conference—we both know medieval literature isn’t your research area at all.”

“Alright, look—I found out you were organizing this conference, and I thought….” He shrugs. “It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other.”

“There’s a reason for that.”

He shakes his head. “Oh, come now, Lor—that was ages ago. And I said I was sorry—”

“‘Sorry’ doesn’t change anything,” I bite back, failing to hide the ache in my voice as the memories and pain of years past clog my throat. “And you also blamed me for sleeping with her so you’re apology doesn’t mean much.”

Jason opens his mouth to retort, but before he can say anything, Richard returns, his face hiding none of the hatred he feels for Jason. “You’re in my seat.”

Jason leans back in the chair and looks up at Richard defiantly. “Oh, sorry—I’ll get another chair.”

“Sorry, mate, I guess I didn’t make myself clear,” he says as he places his coffee on the table, now towering over Jason. “Get away from her.”

Heat crawls up my neck as I notice the people in the café glancing at us.

“What’s your problem?”

“You know very well what my problem is,” Richard retorts with raised eyebrows. “Maybe no one has ever taught you how to treat a woman, but I don’t think you need a degree to understand that cheating on your girlfriend makes you an arsehole.”

Jason chuckles and shakes his head as he stands. “I made a mistake, alright? But that doesn’t erase all the good memories we shared before that.” He is looking at me now, his eyes filled with an odd mixture of anger and regret.

“No, but it changes them,” I say quietly, all too aware of the curious eyes watching us. “I think you should just go—I have nothing to say to you.”

“So you’re just going to be angry at me for the rest of your life?”

I sigh, my heart tightening in my chest, but Richard steps in before I can speak.

“Don’t you dare make her think her feelings aren’t valid. What you did to her is unforgivable,” Richard growls. “And she’s made herself perfectly clear. So get out.”

I stare at my empty coffee mug to avoid Jason’s eyes—and Richard’s—as they both stare at me. My stomach is in knots. When Jason finally leaves, Richard takes back the seat before me and reaches out to squeeze my hand.

“Lorelei?”

I lift my head to meet his gaze, and I find myself feeling both comforted and annoyed by the deep concern in his eyes.

“Let’s just go,” I say as I run a hand through my hair.

I do not wait for Richard before putting on my coat and stepping outside. The sun is higher in the sky, and thus the shadows in the narrow street are longer. A cyclist wooshes past me on the road holding onto the handle of his bicycle with only one hand while he holds a stack of books in the other; this is the kind of little moment that makes me fall in love with Oxford every day, and as I watch him disappear around the corner, I remind myself that the day is not ruined simply because Jason interrupted our breakfast.

Richard announces his presence by pressing a hand onto my back, and when I turn around to face him, his eyes are clouded in worry.

“I didn’t need you to defend me like that. I’m not a damsel in distress,” I begin uncertainly, adjusting my tote bag over my shoulder.

“I know you’re not,” Richard hastens to say, a deep frown on his face. “I’m sorry, love—I didn’t mean to—”

“Don’t apologize,” I interject, reaching out to wrap my arms around him. “I was just going to say that I don’t need you to defend me … but I still appreciate it. I don’t think I need to tell you that Jason wasn’t exactly chivalrous.”

“Calling him an arsehole wasn’t chivalrous,” Richard replies as he tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear, “it was simply stating the obvious.”

“Well, either way, thank you,” I chuckle before standing on my tiptoes to kiss him.

When we pull apart a few moments later, Richard keeps one arm wrapped tight around my waist. “So, do you want to go home?”

I shake my head, though I appreciate his consideration. “I won’t let him ruin my day. It’s warm, the sun is out, and I’d like to spend some time just walking around the city with you.”

Richard smiles. “Your wish is my command,” he says playfully. “Oh—I got you a surprise.”

Raising a curious eyebrow, I take the small paper bag he hands me and peek inside. Then I gasp. “A blueberry danish pastry!” I exclaim in excitement. “You’re the best!”

Without wasting a second, I raise the pastry to my mouth and take a big bite, marvelling at the flaky dough and the sweet blueberry filling.

“Hey, I have a pun for you,” I say as I lick my lips. “What did Grendel have for breakfast?” I wait a few seconds, then smile and wave the pastry. “A Danish!”

Richard bursts out laughing and shakes his head. “Now who’s the dork?” I stick out my tongue at him. “I love you, nerd.”

I smile as he pulls me into his arms. “I love you, too.”

The sun feels brighter and warmer as we make our way toward Broad Street, and Jason is but a distant memory as Richard’s hand lovingly holds onto mine, never letting go.

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#richard armitage #richard armitage fanfic #richard armitage x oc #richard armitage x you #richard armitage x reader #professor au #office hours

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bees-art-n-stuff-archived · 2 years

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Another redesign of an old character lets go

Plus some extra drawings I made

#bees art n stuff tag #object oc #osc #oc: toast + sunny #they are so fun to draw #anyways projects onto a burnt piece of toast and an egg #also sharks are really cool like genuinely #should I tag the other ocs????#probably #oc: milkshake #oc: cakepop #ALSO I GOT A NEW FONT!!!!!!!!!#just realized that i left a bracket out and im too lazy to fix it :cool:

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novarunestone · 10 months

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oc's as obscure references

thanks for the tag @tripleyeeet !

name: Pryderi Rynne Runestone

animal: lynx

colours: purple, green, yellow

month: June

songs: slow life- of monsters and men

the moon will sing- the cranewives

silhouettes- of monsters and men

number: 7

plants: sunflowers, golden pathos

smells: rosewater and incense

gemstone: topaz

time of day: sunset

season: spring

places: grassy fields and hills

food: oranges, toasted bread and cheese, rabbit stew

drinks: jasmine tea and sweet red wine

element: water

astrological sign: Gemini

seasonings: black pepper, rosemary, paprika

sky: slightly overcast with the sun peeking through the clouds

weather: sunny or a thunderstorm

magical powers: radiant magic

weapons: mace and a crossbow

social media: instagram

make up product: eyeliner and chapstick

candy: twizzlers

method of long distance travel: probably something like a train where she can watch the landscape pass by

art style: romanticism

fear: being controlled, being alone

mythological creature: dragon

piece of stationary: calligraphy pen

three emojis: 🌻💜☀️

celestial body: the sun

tagging: @nothere1018 @sunserenade @again-pls @howlsmovinglibrary

#baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #bg3 #tiefling durge #tiefling #tiefling tav #pryderi runestone #bg3 tav #bg3 durge

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yanderelovlies · 2 years

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*AHEM*

After the sunny time crew was cancelled everyone needed to find a way to make money....like Jean and Joseph who started their own company

Juniper (the director oc not me):look I really need to talk to you guys..

Joseph:AND SO DO WE BECAUSE WE NEED TO GET IN ON TJE GROUND FLOOR!

*Jean just fucking snorts off the table before turning around*

Jean:HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU!?

Juniper:no! What ever it is it hasn't happened! Nothing has ever happened to me!

Joseph:you say you love a toasted bagel!

Jean:DING! "OH LOOKS LIKE MY BAGLE IS READY!"

Juniper:i would never say that! I have celiacs disease-

*Jean just whips the bagel at her*

Juniper:AH! SON OF A-

Joseph:WOAH! THAT BAGEL WAS TOO FAST!

Jean:INTRODUCING THE BAGEL CATCHER! FOR ALL THOSE HARD TO CATCH BAGELS!

Juniper:ENOUGH!! SHUT UP I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!! YOUR LITTLE COMPANY IS FILING FOR BANKRUPTCY! I AM SHUTTING YOU DOWN!!

Joseph:wait what's happening? I'm confused

Juniper:WHATS HAPPENING IS YOU TWO IDIOTS THREW THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS INTO COCAINE AND STUPID IDEAS!!

Jean:what? It's the 80s everyone's doing it!

Juniper:YOU PAYED 50 GRAND TO A BUNCH OF KINDER GARTENERS FOR THE MOVIE RIGHTS OF THE GAME TAG!!

Joseph:oh yeah! Our business manager was over the moon for that one!

Juniper:business manager? WHO THE HELL IS YOUR BUSINESS MANAGER!?

*FLASH BACK*

Gabbie in a fake mustache:well business wise...this all seems appropriate business!

*Jean and Joseph just give each other a thumbs up as it cuts to now*

Juniper:JESUS CHRIST NEVER MIND! LOOK YOUR COMPANY IS MORE IN THE RED THAN CARRIE ON PROM NIGHT!!

Joseph:so....what you're saying is...WE'RE ONE GOOD IDEA AWAY FROM BREAKING EVEN!?

Juniper:NO!! MR HABERDAE! AND MR LAURENT! YOU! ARE! OUT! OF! MO! NEY! YOU NEED! TO GET JOBS!

Joseph:...are you hiring?

Juniper:....NO!!

Juniper💖🌕💙

lmao, maybe it cause I'm not all here, but this confused me for a minut.

#vivi talks #juniper anon

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Down in the dark where the waves won't go, I'm bound to find my way.

Sunny and Buggy disagree over the next steps of their life together leading to them spending time apart.

Rating: PG-13 to be safe for swearing and arguing. Warning: Each chapter will have a specific warning. This chapter focuses on Sunny and Buggy with bonus Shanks and Rayleigh. Sunny ends up gushing a bit about her husband, kid Buggy gets upset, and Shanks eats his weight in beignets. Word Count: 2,588 A/N: The direct sequel to "No locked upon land...", the fic that started it all. I do not use "You" in this as now that Sunny is an established OC I decided not to go that route. This will be several chapters. Originally (lol) it was just two parts but... but I had to expand but I don't expect it to go much longer than the original fic. It's a few chapters longer than the original fic.

Title comes from "Sailing Song" by S.J. Tucker

Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 Chapter 7 + Chapter 8 + Chapter 9 + Chapter 10 + Epilogue Taglist: @hey-august @lostfirefly @ane5e

Chapter 6

Rayleigh was amazed how Sunny managed to handle directing both Buggy and Shanks in the kitchen. She made him and Roger wait for breakfast as the boys wanted to cook up a feast for the two of them with Sunny's help and well, she was managing to do it while favoring one foot.

She put Shanks in charge of the eggs and bacon while Buggy handled coffee and toast. Sunny stood between the two to prevent arguments as she already explained to them how important it was to be safe in the kitchen. If they even began to bicker then both of them would be dismissed and she would make breakfast herself without help.

Neither of them wanted that so they were on their Best Behavior for Sunny.

Rayleigh wondered if they could recruit her for the ship. He'd never seen the boys go so long without arguing before.

She checked the eggs and bacon that Shanks was watching before giving him the next instructions. Once Buggy had the coffee poured and toast ready, she put him to task with pancakes. It was kind of nice not having to do a single thing but watch the two. They seemed eager to spend time with her and she was okay with that. The two of them were sweet.

Once everything was ready, she helped the boys plate the foot before directing them to the table. She limped after them before taking a seat at the table.

“Enjoy! The boys worked very hard on this meal for us.” She said with a smile as the boys beamed at the praise. “Once we're done we'll clean up as well, and later today maybe make some beignets for fun.”

The boys had no idea what beignets were, but if Sunny thought it would be fun then they'd want to help.

The jacket wasn't ready yet. An apprentice came to the ship to break the news. Sunny recognized the girl as someone who had been finishing up her apprenticeship when Sunny joined, but she didn't say anything. She shouldn't really go around saying she was from the future, but it was hard when Buggy made it clear who she was when they all first met the day before.

Instead she was made to sit back and rest while the boys did their chores. She was given a seat on the deck so she could be outside while she propped her foot up. There was a bruise and it was uncomfortable to walk, but she would be fine. Buggy kept coming to check on her to make sure she was okay, but after a member of the crew teased him about it he didn't come around for a bit.

If Rayleigh didn't show up when he did to bark orders at the man, Sunny was pretty sure her fists would have needed icing.

“Do they all really tease the boys like that?” She asked him as he stood beside her. “I just… don't get it.”

“It's just the way it is on here.” Rayleigh shrugged. “They don't mean any harm, but Buggy just takes it far too personally sometimes which creates a bigger issue.”

“Maybe they need to stop and think before making their dumb jokes.” Sunny sighed. “I've known my husband for over 10 years and he still is sensitive to that sort of thing. It sticks with you, you know?”

“I have to say, when Buggy announced who you were, it was surprising.” Rayleigh told her. She looked up at him and frowned. “I know he's young now, but he isn't someone I thought would want to get married.”

“Well, it was all him.” She replied. “It happened so fast. He was a customer of mine at a shop I worked at, we became friends, but he's kind of that… love at first sight type. He was very… Buggy about everything, from dating me to proposing, it was very sweet.” She smiled softly as she leaned back in her seat. “He gets so passionate about things and has a blind stubbornness about him when he knows what he wants. I cared about him but I wasn't really in love with him until he was doing little things to show me he cared, and I saw someone who needed to be taken care of and he let me, so that's kind of why I fell for him.” She paused and looked up at Rayleigh, her cheeks pink as she realized she rambled on. “I shouldn't be saying all of this.”

“No, no, it's sweet.” Rayleigh chuckled. “Buggy deserves someone like you in his life.”

She went quiet, watching the two boys sweep and clean up the deck. They had yet to argue once this morning which Sunny was pleased by, though she knew it could still happen. Buggy kept glancing over in her direction and she smiled at him which seemed to help his mood a bit. He looked rather grumpy from being teased, but since Sunny wasn't doing anything other than look over at him, it seemed to help him relax.

The boys brought lunch out to her outside. It was kind of nice to be waited on. Usually she was the one bringing food to her husband but the boys insisted on bringing it to her. Buggy carried a plate of food while Shanks had a drink for her.

“I could get used to this.” She chuckled as she took the items from them. “Thank you, boys.”

“See? You should stay and then we can do this all the time.” Buggy told her with a smug look. “I'd take good care of you.”

“I know, honey.” She smiled. “But you still got pirating to do before anything else, okay, so we aren't changing your path. I'm only here for a little bit, remember?”

He huffed softly, looking a bit defeated. “I know.”

“Can we still make bennies today?” Shanks asked. Sunny took a moment to figure out what he was asking.

“Oh! Yes, if you two are done with your chores for now, we can make beignets.” Sunny told them. “Can both of you check with the cook to make sure we have all of the ingredients first?”

Sunny had to warn them again about not arguing while they were in the kitchen for everyone's safety and she was pleased they listened for a second time around. For a little bit.

Dealing with oil to fry up the beignets was the most dangerous part and even after explaining the best way to put the flat pieces of dough in the hot pan, the two argued about who was doing it wrong and Sunny immediately kicked them out of the kitchen.

Shanks wasn't too bothered but Buggy was upset. While the red haired boy waited outside the kitchen hoping to at least eat a beignet, Buggy went elsewhere on the ship to sulk. She opened the door to the kitchen when she was done, expecting to find the two boys, but she was surprised to just see Shanks.

“Where's Buggy?” She asked as she held a plate of the powdered treats. The boy shrugged and took two for himself.

“He went off somewhere.” He replied as he started to eat. “Don't know where.”

She sighed and wondered if she needed to go looking for him. She needed to get off her feet for a little bit but she was worried for him. She gave Shanks another treat before she went to go find Buggy.

It only took her fifteen minutes. He was down in the crew’s quarters on his cot, glaring up at the ceiling with tears in his eyes.

“There you are! You need to eat these while they're fresh.” She told him as she went over to him. He turned over so his back was to her. She wasn't too bothered by that. “C’mon, Shanks already had three.”

“Aren’t you mad at me?” He mumbled as she sat on the edge of the cot and helped herself to a treat. “You said not to argue in the kitchen and I did.”

“Yea, well, you made a mistake knowing the consequences.” She told him. “I told you both what would happen if you started arguing in the kitchen around me, and since the two of you decided to do so, I had made you both leave. It’s all about safety, you know, the kitchen isn’t always safe.” She finished off the beignet, licking the powdered sugar off her fingers. “I’m not mad at you, Buggy. A little disappointed, yes, but I’m not mad.”

He rolled back over to look at her with tears in his eyes. “You’re disappointed?!”

“Wha- I mean, not now? Earlier, yes, for a few moments, but I was disappointed in the two of you, not just you.” She told him. She shouldn’t have been surprised by his reaction but it caught her off guard. “It’s okay, Buggy, because even as an adult it will happen. It’s a very normal thing to do, it doesn’t change anything.”

“But-But I tried to be good, but it’s-it’s hard because I want to be the best but then Shanks or someone says I’m doing it wrong when I’m not and I don’t want you disappointed in me!” He sobbed as Sunny helped herself to another beignet before holding one out to him. He took it from her, sniffling loudly as he held it in his hands, not ready to eat just yet. “I’m so-sorry, I don’t want you to be mad at me!”

“Buggy, honey, I’m not mad.” She assured him as she set the plate down and scooted closer to him, being mindful not to leave sugary fingerprints everywhere. “I promise I’m not mad. Like I said, I was a little disappointed but I was never mad at the two of you.”

“I don’t want you to hate me!” He cried. Oof, this was a little too close to home. There were times when Buggy would have too much to drink and get sad-drunk, sobbing in her arms about the littlest things and how he didn’t want her to hate him because he forgot to wash a plate properly or he didn’t make the bed like she asked that morning. He would beg her not to hate him for messing up and he didn’t want her leaving him for some other better looking pirate.

She rubbed his back as he clung to her, crying in her arms as she tried to think of what to say. Maybe she’d just let him cry it out to get it out of his system, maybe just use gentle reassurance that she did care for the boy and that she didn’t hate him, but for now she just let him cry. The plate of beignets was forgotten about.

Buggy calmed down after a while. He asked to hold Sunny’s hand as they returned to the deck and she allowed him. A few of the men started to tease Buggy but he chose to ignore them, scowling as he led Sunny back to the kitchen to help Shanks clean up. He had Sunny sit down and wait while he and Shanks finished off the beignets and cleaned up. She wondered if either of them would want dinner later after stuffing themselves with sugar.

Thankfully the boys got along while cleaning and she didn’t have to kick either of them out. Rayleigh came to check on the boys later, pleased to see them getting along once more. He looked over at Sunny as she sat back with her foot propped up once more while she sipped a cup of tea.

“What’s your secret?” He asked. “To keeping them quiet for longer than fifteen minutes?”

Sunny shrugged. “Buggy just doesn’t want me to be disappointed in him, that’s all. Shanks just goes along with whatever I ask but Buggy is the one who wants to be good.”

“Huh.”

“Yep.”

When bedtime rolled around, Sunny was back on the cot in the captain’s room. He wasn’t there yet, doing nightly rounds to check on the crew and the ship. This was one of the few times Sunny had been by herself all day. If Buggy and Shanks weren’t with her, then Rayleigh or Roger were checking in on their guest. Some of the crew came to check her out, literally, asking if she wanted a proper tour of the ship to see some of the more secretive places. She turned them down, thankful as well that Rayleigh was nearby to hear some of that. She never saw grown men scatter so fast.

Spending time with the boys was… tiring for her, but in a good way. Sunny was finding herself starting to miss her husband at times whenever she’d have to comfort Buggy. It was no different than comforting him as an adult, just less alcohol was involved. One part of her was relieved to have distance from her husband. She… she felt it was needed. She was still thinking things over, such as still wanting kids but at what cost? Her husband was stubborn. If he didn’t want to do something then he wouldn’t do it, so if he really did not want kids…

She wiped the tears forming in the corner of her eyes and cleared her throat. No, no, she wasn’t going to start crying. It just was hard. She found herself wanting to be a mom finally and she really wanted Buggy to be a dad. In her mind she thought he’d be wonderful at it. He had always been good with her little cousins whenever they’d visit her family, and often he’d be the first to end up with a baby being shoved in his arms even without asking. He didn’t usually freak out too much, just accepted he’d be carrying around a baby while entertaining the younger kids with his Chop Chop abilities.

She sniffed and rubbed her eyes. Was she being unfair dropping this request on him? It wasn’t anything they really talked about much lately, but the fact he did mention it a few weeks ago in passing sparked something in her. She couldn’t help but feel warm and fuzzy when she thought of her husband holding their child, one she hoped would look just like him, from the hair to his nose to matching scowls.

Maybe they just needed to revisit it and talk it out.

“Sunny?”

She hastily wiped her eyes and cleared her throat before sitting up. Buggy was in the doorway in his pajamas, looking at her with concern. She smiled at the boy, hoping he didn’t hear her.

“Hey, honey, are you okay?” She asked. He shrugged a bit and she opened her arms for him. He hurried over to her, crawling into her lap as she wrapped her arms around him. “Have you been asleep yet?”

Buggy shook his head as he leaned into her. “I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“Honey, I’m fine, don’t worry about me.” She insisted.

“You seem sad.” He told her. She forced herself to laugh and smile.

“I’m fine, really, don’t worry, okay?” She assured him as she hugged him.

He frowned at her. He didn’t believe her but he didn’t want her to get mad if he kept pressing the issue. He just leaned into her and closed his eyes, wondering if she’d let him stay with her again for the night. He found he slept a little better when she was around.

#sunny x buggy #buggy the clown #buggy the clown x oc #buggy x oc #one piece fanfiction #one piece fanfic #one piece oc #one piece original character

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hulludragon · 28 days

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☘OC art masterpost☘

All of the art of my ocs, current and old. Each of them have their own tags!

Send an ask or a DM if I've missed something or some links send to wrong posts :3

General oc's without connections

Cold #cold the dragon ꕤ happy fluffy baby just sittin ꕤ sleeping cold redraw ꕤ Artfight ID 2024 ꕤ

Mylo ꕤ

Papu ꕤ

Chiller ꕤ

Cotzy ꕤ

Sunny #Sunny the bunny ꕤ Cringetober 2023. Prompt: Angel and demon (feat. Joshua) ꕤ

Joshua ꕤ

Rose ꕤ

Wala ꕤ

Mori ꕤ

Sakkaku ꕤ

Burri ꕤ

Felizia ꕤ

Ross ꕤ

Lamppost ꕤ

Roripoppu ꕤ

Amaro ꕤ

GB ꕤ

Lars ꕤ

Illum ꕤ

Sakura ꕤ

Evelyn ꕤ

Cici ꕤ

Robert ꕤ

Timantti #timantti the demigod ꕤ Artfight ID 2022 ꕤ idle sassy stance doodle ꕤ

Syren ꕤ

Xay ꕤ

Chomper ꕤ

Long boi ꕤ

Tenshi ꕤ

Zyph ꕤ

Zack ꕤ

John #john the dawg ꕤ simple fluffy boi shoved in a grey void ꕤ

Mico ꕤ

Scyther ꕤ

Lily ꕤ

Mint ꕤ

Anastasia ꕤ

Puppy ꕤ

Bushboi ꕤ

Veeti #veeti the terrariumhead ꕤ halloween prepping (feat. Juniper) ꕤ

Juniper #juniper the fallen angel ꕤ hyping up her bf <3 (mainly veeti) ꕤ

Damien ꕤ

Apollo ꕤ

Gallie ꕤ Cringetober 2023 ꕤ

Isabelle ꕤ

Jeffrey ꕤ

Shinogae (temp. name, will be changed💀) ꕤ

P.L.A.N.T. ꕤ

Lucky ꕤ

Shuri ꕤ

Lehti ꕤ

Shark ꕤ

Elias ꕤ

Grubb ꕤ

Koji #Koji the seabunny ꕤ Artfight ID 2022 ꕤ

Gáta-plásma (temp. name, will be changed💀) ꕤ

Herald ꕤ

Moon ꕤ

Blue ꕤ

Jack ꕤ

Temaris ꕤ

Sol ꕤ

Sol's unnamed sister 💀 ꕤ

Lumi ꕤ

Merina #merina the seadragon ꕤ mermay 2022 drawing 1 ꕤ mermay 2022 drawing 2 ꕤ Cringetober 2023. Prompt: MS paint ꕤ

octopus stinkhorn inspired oc (unnamed) ꕤ

Cherry ꕤ

Charlie ꕤ

Sucrine #sucrine the witch ꕤ at work, stirrin a pot of a potion doodle ꕤ

Blaze ꕤ

Elliot (aka son of the stars) ꕤ

Koga #koga the cursed man ꕤ Artfight ID 2024 ꕤ Man with his wife <3 ꕤ

Wisp ꕤ

Elleanore ꕤ

Angels pet ꕤ

Furry milf (unnamed oc) ꕤ

Clover (cw! yandere oc!!) #Clover the yandere ꕤ Man being an obsessed freak! ꕤ Cringetober 2023. Prompt: yandere ꕤ

Carmen ꕤ

Alec ꕤ

Kit ꕤ

Buttons (aka Tonton) #buttons the furry clown ꕤ Artfight ID 2022 ꕤ happy boi doodle ꕤ ominously standing in a circus tent ꕤ

Aurora ꕤ

Toast #toast the moth ꕤ Reference sheet ꕤ artfight ID 2022 ꕤ eating honey doodle ꕤ

Eve ꕤ

Cyril ꕤ

Arael #arael the incubus ꕤ doodle dump, including self insert for you arael simps :] ꕤ Artfighrt ID 2024 ꕤ

Rebecca ꕤ

Myria #myria the succubud ꕤ refsheet! ꕤ Myria doodle dump! including pocket sized myria :3

Lucille ꕤ

Reximus prime ꕤ

Dandelion ꕤ

Oliver ꕤ

Nemo #Subject 357-A aka Nemo ꕤ Refsheet and lore! ꕤ Artfight ID 2024 ꕤ

Mio ꕤ

Oceanic white tip lady (unnamed) tag to be added once named ꕤ Wedding dress outfit ꕤ leaning forwards/squatting a bit doodle ꕤ Venus #venus the monster ꕤ doodle for venus' biggest fan, d3scendd :3 ꕤ Soggy boy in swamp water ꕤ extra pretty boy (a bit ooc.. he looks flamboyant and has too many braincells compared to normal) ꕤ Artfight ID 2024 ꕤ

Penis head (idk if I'll keep that name XD) #penis head the thing ꕤ fullbody + doodles with him being pet :3 ꕤ

Bread loaf #Bread Loaf the pony ꕤ Cringetober 2023. Prompt: base ꕤ

✿Persona and fursona✿

J #J the fursona ꕤ posin with May! ꕤ Cringetober 2023. Prompt: Fursona ꕤ

May #may the persona ꕤ reference sheet! ꕤ Edgy headshot with glowy tears ꕤ I was ill doodle ꕤ Hiding from thunder doodle ꕤ Artfight ID 2022 ꕤ Sleeping with a concerned fnaf moon watching ꕤ Artfight refsheet drawing crunch mood ꕤ Apprechiating all the ppl sayin hbd to me ꕤ Reply to a person wishing me a happy birthday :] ꕤ Celebrating not screaming at the void anymore ꕤ being picked up by sun fnaf ꕤ being spooked my posts/account being interacted with ꕤ trying to figure out who the anon was ꕤ complaining abt my old schools horrible tall tables ꕤ happy halloween doodle! ꕤ edgy tears May ver. 2. ꕤ May with explosions and nb flag on the background feat. moon fnaf ꕤ thirsting for big robot moobs :] feat. sun and moon fnaf ꕤ holdin a flamethrower against a flame hungry kitten ꕤ comforting basya abt me being here :] ꕤ thanking for support and pointing at other social media sites I'm at (feat. sun and moon fnaf) ꕤ eepygleeby snoozin with moon fnaf under the bed ꕤ huggin marabou mint krokant chocolate bar doodle ꕤ holding my back then new okami amaterasu plushie :3 ꕤ autism creachure may vine refrence ꕤ nervous about my horrendous profile scheme ꕤ thanking for someones super kind words ꕤ hyping my fave fit!! ꕤ flipping off the universe ꕤ posin with J! ꕤ

✿Beast people with beast issues✿

Fang #Fang the bunny beast ꕤ Lore and family dynamics :3 ꕤ

Jake ꕤ

✿The canine brothers✿

Klaus #klaus the werewolf ꕤ Refsheet and some lore :3 ꕤ

Pyry #Pyry the weredog ꕤ Refsheet and some lore :3 ꕤ Cringetober 2023. Prompt: animal traits (cw//suggestive implications) ꕤ

✿Avien gods✿

Bearded vulture ꕤ

Lahore pidgeon ꕤ

Hooded crow ꕤ

✿The doomed brothers✿

Meri ꕤ

Elanol ꕤ

Zeno ꕤ

✿Houseki no kuni fancharacters✿

Amazonite ꕤ

Periclase ꕤ

✿Cookie run kingdom fancharacters✿

Bear loaf cookie ꕤ

Tulipe ꕤ

Shaved ice serpent ꕤ

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firestormmaidenanddragon · 29 days

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Oh, hey, it's a bunch of character head-canons I've forgotten. - (Part One? Master List?)

Even though they're not complicated to make, George struggles with instant-foods, like packet noodles with flavour packets.

The Arthur family line has freckles, with Skarloey, they are very faint, while Marie and Arthur Scarlet's are visible.

Like actual bats, the Vampir-Copil being bat faunus would likely have them hibernate or sleep longer in Winter periods.

My idea for Oz & Salem being at odds with each other in the Chibi sketches I did would have had a comedic reason we'd flashback to, like Ozpin forgetting tog et the chicken out the freezer

Because of how he was built, Oliver lacks an Aura of his own, unlike Penny who has some of Pietro's, and (RWBY) Dash who would have some of Ironwood's so Pietro was not straining his body.

Casper ends up with a Grimm dragon as a pet called Torch, likewise, his later younger sister Alice would get a Grimm house-cat, though if I was to play him, Hazel would have had a Grimm mouse called Buttons as company.

A quirk of Alice was her being unintentionally scary, like being caught saying she "can't to see you burn", only for it to be she's making toast or roasted marshmallows.

Jess & Shinobu don't like dogs much, Jess had a nasty scare as a child by an aggressive dog, while Shinobu is like Blake in that being a cat faunus, the reaction is more normal.

Casper & Veronica's daughter is called Victoria, but it's not know what she inherits from her father and his abilities.

Eventually, when working with the heroes, Casper would stop using his "human" appearance guise with blond hair and blue eyes, since the only reason to keep it up is to help get around places without questions of why he looks like that.

Sunny & Angel are supposed to have accents but I've never settled on which, at most, Sunny would have been Australian, while Angel was tied between French and German.

Sunny being barefoot most of the time is mostly due to where she was born and raised being a beach town where questions about a lack of shoes are less of a thing, though her schools had them required as part of the uniform, and didn't allow sandals for things like science or workshop classes where it'd be stupid-dangerous.

Linda is asthmatic, and used to wear braces around two years before she'd end up at Beacon.

Ichigo's designs are based on past lead Kamen Riders in that they're what they'd look like if you took them and made them into clothing pieces, so for his main look, he resembles Kamen Rider 1gou.

Casper would have maybe learned he is not Salem's first child at some point after finding a painting of his mother, Ozma, and their daughters, this would have likely played into his defection.

BluBerry was an android OC who I would have revived to be an assistant to Ironwood, they are effectively non-binary/genderfluid as they composed of the twin AIs, the male Blu, and the female Berry, I would have likely updated the spelling to be BlueBerry proper too.

Venus was originally a villainess and head-villain of her kind, but I ended up liking her being a kind motherly-type, so she was made good, and later, the mother to Casper & Alice in the Mythril universe.

Likewise, Chrome was intended as a dubious-evil character, but the idea with the Authors then became to have them be mostly neutral figures as Mythril's gods.

Had my story been done a little better and not been playing catch up, Oliver as part of Team Salem likely would see him beefing with Tyrian, though for Chibi sketches, it's more Oliver and Tyrian having comedic moments of trying to set the other up into being punished by Salem.

Being androids, Penny, Dash, Rusty, and Oliver can switch off their hearing and sight if they wish.

George's usual pairs of socks have bunnies on them.

In her younger years, Alice would have dressed up Salem and pretended to be a mini-me of her for teddy bear parties.

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