#Aoran Autumnsworn

[felsight]

Aoran, before falling to his death :: "Ms Mirthheart I don't feel so good"

@warcraftingfox

[rose-fury]

Made a small playlist for Aoran, mostly for personal reference (and boredom). The songs either relate to him somehow personally or just remind me a lot of him.

The Weeknd - I Feel It Coming ○ The Weeknd - Secrets

Rag’n’Bone Man - Human ○ Think Up Anger - Smells like Teen Spirit

Cherub - Doses & Mimosas ○ Demon Hunter - I Will Fail You

Written by Wolves - Not Afraid to Die ○ GTA - Red Lips (TWO BIRDS remix)

Marshmello - Alone ○ Linkin Park - What I’ve Done

BYU Vocal Point - You Will be Found ○ Marshmello x Lil Peep - Spotlight

Heathers - Our Love is God ○

[felsight]

"I'm so glad Aoran is dead"

- said everyone, ever. Except Zatna and Sara.

[rose-fury]

Aroan: the magician, the chariot, justice and the moon

the magician: have you ever written a poem or song about somebody else?“No. Absolutely Not. That requires fickle things like feelings and I ain’t about that life.”

the chariot: thoughts on astrology?“What, like stars ‘n’ shit? They’re pretty nice, I guess.”

justice: favorite color of rose?

“What, fancy a date~? Ah, I suppose not. Hmm. I’d either have to say white or, because I’m a man of simple tastes, plain ol’ red would do.”the moon: have you ever written a love letter?“Nah. That mushy shit ain’t for me.”

[rose-fury]

Aoran (c) myself

dumb doodle of a dumb boy

[rose-fury]

💜 - mo'hir @ eka'mi. 💙 - zatna @ aoran. 🖤 - asoan @ aoran.

💜Mentor/Mentee for Mo'hir and Eka'miI’m fully on board for this yesyesyes. It would be interesting to see a Shaman mentor a Hunter but I think it could work out? Plus, I suppose there’s technically other ways to mentor someone. I’d like to suggest Eka'mi mentoring her to help Momo learn more about Troll heritage and traditions and things like that. Keep her to her roots, yknow?

💙Family for Zatna and AoranAoran being an only child, I can’t really see them being siblings. Maybe cousins though? Though it would definitely take some working out and thinking through how they’d be related though since Aoran knows nobody in his family tree other than his parents.

🖤Enemies for Asoan and AoranI could see that very clearly. Aoran constantly wanting to bump heads with Asoan and Asoan essentially being “y tho”. Either way I’m 100% down with this one too.

[rose-fury]

Art by Oikawa-Sinpie Permission was granted to repost tfw one of your best friends draws your ocs flawlessly

[rose-fury]

zatna @ aoran 👐

Aoran felt the hands on his back, roughly shoving him. Caught off guard, he let out an unceremoniously, and albeit very feminine screech, as he tipped forward. Falling flat on his face, he wasted no time in jumping to his feet again and whirling around to face his attacker, hands fisted into tight balls and ready to swing. He expected one of the various hooligan kids that roamed this damned city but instead was met with the wheezing laughter of a redheaded blood elf woman, who now stood clutching her sides. The recognition of the woman is the only thing that kept him from swinging his fists, even though he still desperately wanted to.

“Fuck you, Zatna! What the fuck?! If you wanted to fight you could have just asked!”

[rose-fury]

🌀, you can chose whichever of my characters tbh though i imagine zatna would be easiest? or something

Probably yeah, thats who i went with anyways lmao

Aoran stumbled through dark alley after dark alley. He had no real destination in mind, not that he really had a home to go to anyways, just…He had to get as far away from the goons that had did this to him. This being apparently making a sport out of pummeling the poor elf. He could feel the throbbing pain of a black eye, one that was swelling at an alarming rate to the point he almost couldn’t see. His clothes were more tattered than usual, which was a feat in itself honestly. Multiple cuts and bruises littered the entire length of his body. Some worse than others, a few he would definitely need to stitch up if he could manage to scrounge up some thread and a needle… Or a healer that would take pity on him…

Aoran wouldn’t be surprised if he had a broken rib or two. As for his hand, that was definitely broken. He’d punched one of the attackers, some orc who’s face felt like punching bricks. The elf didn’t stop punching until the orc had been unconscious. Not even when he felt knuckles pop out of place and blood start dripping from them. Unfortunately for him, that was the only one out of the group of four he’d actually manage to hurt. The others quickly came to the defense of their fallen friend. Frankly, he doesn’t regret breaking his hand as he attempted to cave in the brutes face. Pros and cons, y’know?

As he left the shadows of one alley, he found himself on a busy street. Great. Just what he needed. More attention on himself. Maybe if he asked nicely, one of the passersby will have mercy on him and shoot him.. He let out a small sigh as he continued down the street. His back prickled uneasily as he felt eyes on him the entire time. He almost got to the end when he heard his name being called loudly and shrilly. Zatna.

Shooting her a look of irritation, despite the fact he knew he couldn’t hide his exhaustion, Aoran huffed as she approached. “I don’t really wanna hear you gloat at the moment, princess.”

[rose-fury]

😼 @ aoran, 😸 @ eka'mi

😸 – for a cat to bring my character a dead mouse. The troll woman chuckled to herself as she bent over, stroking the cats furry ginger head. The cat purred and rubbed its head on her hand as she pet it, seemingly pleased with itself. “I ‘ppreciate de offa’, mistah cat, but mice ain’t bein’ on my diet.”

😼 – for a cat to pounce at my character’s toes.Aoran’s eyes flashed for a moment, a mixture of pain and anger as the cat pounced on his bare feet. He hissed at the cat in retaliation, making it flee with its own series of hisses and meows. As he watched the fluffy ginger monstrosity disappear from sight, he grumbled to himself. “Fuckin’ hate cats.”