#OC vika

[enden-k]

[angstyhikka]

This is a very important art for Lev and me. Important because this is the first fully rendered drawing with (almost) all the main characters of our future story! >< It is about ANANARCHY. Guys want to cheer up Vika, because she is forced to celebrate her birthday away from home and it is unclear when she will return there.

Painting and rendering took me six and a half hours, the sketch and line took Lavash no less, but I think they were worth it ^^

[levshany]

[silver-samurai]

》 We called each other in most creative, insulting ways but this one... V, this one beats 'em all. 》 I'm ready to kick his ass if it's bad. 》 You'll be the judge...

[seluneclerics]

i made mirifras in the sims, god i love them so much look at my girls

lore accurate fraser is so funny, like girl miranda was uncomfortable for 5 seconds and she got the sad trait… and rubbing your old ass wife’s back? yup

also why is she sleeping on the couch when they have a shared bed what the hell

[ffiahh]

you think sevika isn't the type to carry your underwear on her shoulder after she eats you out?

she is.

[fangirlwithasweettooth]

Me? Using Amita Suman as a face claim for my favorite OC? It’s more likely than you think ☺️

[winniemaywebber]

hi bestie!! from those intimacy prompts: could I please request “i’d rather sit and do nothing with you than do anything with anyone else.” for Jean & Croz, and “your collar’s all crooked, let me fix it” for Olive & Dougie? Love you honey!! 🫶

hi darling!!! I'm sorry these took so long - my brain didn't let me make a coherent sentence for a week and it was torture 💔 ily!!!! under the cut to save space

“i’d rather sit and do nothing with you than do anything with anyone else.”

Harry Crosby, newly enlisted in the United States Army Air Force, has a date to keep. Ever since he had set his eyes on beautiful Jean Campbell - Jeanie, he called her. Jeanie Bug, affectionately - in the debate class he had been ordered to take in order to get his GPA up, he had been taken with her. It was her beautiful brown eyes he had noticed first, her delicately rouged cheeks. But it was that smile, dazzling, so big it made those eyes sparkle that had made him fall for her - hook, line and sinker.

As he reaches the building to await Jeanie after debate club, he is greeted by a friend.

“Back so soon, Crosby?”

“Nah,” he laughs. “Waiting on Jean.”

“Of course. Say, which branch did ya choose?”

“Air Force. You?”

“Navy.”

Harry reaches over and offers his hand to his friend. They shake, a silent moment passing between them.

“Well, good luck, Crosby. See ya in a few years.”

“See ya, pal.”

At that moment, the classroom door swings open. Sweet Jeanie Campbell stands in the doorway, her cheeks flushed as she blows a strand of hair away from her head.

“Bing!” She runs to him, burying herself in his arms and sighing with relief. “How long have you been waiting?”

“Not long at all, Jeanie Bug. How was your day?”

“Ugh, don't even get me started–”

“Miss Campbell, you're up!”

“You're not done?” Harry questions, glancing glancing the lecture hall as the door closes. “I thought–”

“That's what I came out to tell you. We're running a little over time.”

“That's okay, darling. I'll be here, don't you fret.”

“Good,” she smiles, kissing him on the cheek. “Won't be long.”

***

An hour passes, Harry growing restless and beginning to pace the hallways. He pats his pockets numerous times, ensuring that he had in fact pocketed the small square box that had been sitting on his dresser for a week.

“Come on, Jeanie Bug,” he whispers to himself, checking his wristwatch. They'd missed the start of the movie by now, but there was still dinner - there was still time.

Thirty minutes later, she emerges, eyes tired and curly brown hair all over the place, as if she'd been stressfully running her hands through it.

“Darling,” she sighs, patting down her hair and smoothing her skirt. “You waited!”

“I told you I would, honey,” he shrugs, pulling her close to him. “We've missed the movie, though.”

“Oh, heck,” she replies, wincing apologetically. “That's what I get for being so darn competitive.”

“Hey, don't ever let it go. It's one of the many things I love about you.”

She pulls him into a quick kiss, stroking at his cheek as he blushes. “Come on,” he whispers, taking her hand. “Let's take a stroll around the park. It's a nice night.”

***

After a long walk, a bench to sit on is welcomed by the pair, aching feet finally able to relax.

“Sorry tonight was a bust, my love,” Jean apologizes again, laying her head on Harry’s shoulder.

“Hey, no need. This is nice. I'd rather sit and do nothing with you than do anything with anyone else.”

“Ditto,” she whispers in response.

“In fact,” Harry starts, moving from his spot on the bench and kneeling in front of her. She gasps, eyes immediately filling with tears as her glasses begin to fog up. He pulls the box from his pocket and opens it, revealing a simple gold band with a singular diamond. “I'd like to do that for the rest of my life. What do you say, Jeanie Bug?”

“Oh, Bing,” she weeps. “Yes. A thousand times over.”

“your collar’s all crooked, let me fix it”

“Darling, you look like you're about to pass out,” Olive says, observing Jules’ eyes as they glaze over. “Earth to Juliet,” she urges, waving a hand in front of her face to try and get her attention.

“S-sorry,” she stutters, shaking her head as she returns to herself. “I'm just–I'm so nervous.”

“About what, chickie?” Val pipes up. “You're marrying your boy. Smooth sailing from here!”

“Yes!” Vika replies, nodding enthusiastically. “This is the day we've been waiting for!”

The girls hear a clink from the other side of the room, Jean mixing her famous martinis for them all with equipment they'd procured from the hotel bar the night before. Jean had known that Jules would need a drink pre-ceremony, knowing those last minute jitters all too well. It was Jo that had somehow sweet talked Rosie into speaking to the barman, knowing his lawyer charm would work a treat.

“Here,” Jean says, shoving the glass into Jules’ hand. “Drink up, pumpkin. Only half an hour to go.” Jo helps Jean hand the glasses to the other girls, before raising her glass.

“The Bradys,” she says, everyone repeating her words. After a sip, her face contorting at the strength of the drink, she turns to Jules and places a hand upon her shoulder. “Now, doll. Do you need us to check up on anything?”

“If one of you could walk over to the church…make sure everything is set–”

“I've got it, chicken,” Olive soothes, draping the silk shawl that matches her bridesmaid dress over her shoulders. “Anyone wanna join?”

“Me!” Vika agrees, raising her hand.

“You're keen,” Olive winks. “I'll look at the floral arrangements - you go look at Benny.”

“Oh, hush,” she giggles, the alcohol already taking effect on her. “But I'm not denying it.”

“Cheeky!”

***

The gardenias and bows tied perfectly at the end of each pew, Olive takes a final look around the currently empty church. She takes a deep breath, sighing longingly over the day that's to come and is filled with so much excitement for her friends that she could burst into tears right then and there.

“Sis,” she hears, turning to greet the voice. Benny Demarco sidles up to her, squeezing her hand quickly before pulling her into a hug. “You look wonderful.”

“Oh, thank you, doll. Wait til you see your girl though.”

“She's–she's not my girl.”

“Not yet, Benny. Give it time.”

“I just–oh…oh my goodness.”

Her eyes follow his gaze, spotting Vika across the church. “There she is,” Olive whispers, chuckling at how Benny’s eyes soften upon seeing her. “Told you.”

“Holy sh–”

“Hey, no cursing in church, Demarco.”

It's Olive’s turn to soften, feeling Dougie’s arm wrap around her waist and plant a kiss on her temple as he squeezes her closer to him.

“I'll give you guys a minute,” Benny says, smiling at the couple. He begins to make his way over to Vika, who smiles broadly as he approaches.

“Wish they'd get it together,” Dougie murmurs, watching them.

“Don't we all,” Olive sighs, shaking her head. “Maybe Val can lock them in a room to sort it out, hm?”

“Worked for us, didn't it?” He laughs, kissing her deeply. “You look so beautiful, my girl.”

“As do you, lovey. Here,” she says, voice soft. “Your collar’s all crooked. Let me fix it.”

“What would I do without you, Ollie?”

“I don't think either of us want to find out,” she giggles, patting his collar as it's straightened to perfection. “There, baby. All done.”

“Thank you, sweetheart. Hey, our turn soon.”

“Our turn soon,” she nods, James taking her hand and toying with her engagement ring. “Blakely's first, then us.”

“I could just go ask now–”

She squeals as he jokingly pulls her by the hand towards the padre.

“James Robert, don't you dare!”

[sagesolsticewrites]

Don’t think I’ve ever talked about it here, but my OC Vika’s birthday is September 13th (today!) 🥰 Threw together a moodboard for my girl as well as a veryyyy tiny birthday blurb below the cut! (there’s just a hint of spice in there, you have been warned 👀)

“Happy birthday, tesoro.”

Vika is pulled gently out of sleep by Benny’s lips brushing against her cheek, the rumble of his voice, still rough with sleep, sending sweet vibrations through her body as she lazily turns in his arms to face him.

“Thank you, meri jaan.” She hums, a smile spreading across her face as she takes in the warm brown eyes, dark tousled waves, and sweet smile that she gets to wake up to every morning.

Her husband leans in to close the minimal distance between them, capturing her lips in a gentle kiss that quickly becomes heated, hands wandering freely as Benny shifts his weight to hover above Vika.

She can’t hold back a sigh at his lips dragging down her neck, her collarbone, her chest, lower and lower…

“And just what do you think you’re doing, Mr. DeMarco?” Vika finally hums, raising one eyebrow playfully as he settles between her legs, their pajamas long since discarded.

A cheeky grin matches the sparkle in Benny’s eyes as he replies matter-of-factly.

“Giving you your first birthday present, Mrs. DeMarco.”

With that he descends, something that sounds approximately like his name tumbling from Vika’s lips in a moan as she throws her head back against the pillows.

Later, Vika will contemplate how wonderfully lucky she is on this day— Benny presenting her with a homemade breakfast along with a dozen bright marigolds and a pair of jhumkas fashioned to look like the one dangling from the chain resting at her collarbone, later a wonderful dinner party thrown by her mother and her friends, complete with a cake made by the exquisitely talented Jean Crosby, a day spent surrounded by love and laughter, her heart warm and soft and glowing in her chest.

But for now she closes her eyes, moans and sighs slipping from her lips as she blindly tugs Benny closer, with the feeling that what’s to come may be the best birthday she’s ever had.

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

Notable trans women in fire emblem: Eirika, Lucina, Marianne, Florina, Tiki, Marisa, Echidna, Panette, Ivy, Edelgard, and L'arachel. All 100% canon I assure you. (Anyone can feel free to add more trans women of fire emblem to this list :3)

Domt forget Goldmary, Genny, Silque, Meg, Micaiah, Titania, Vika, Leonie, Judith and Anna (All of them)

[lexezombie]

Have a doodle dump of Hazbin content lmao -- SHITPOST GALORE!

[enden-k]

(cropped out first part bc its related to a notsfw ask i answered prior on sideblog, ill post context UTC) posting it here bc it took me out (its def not what i meant so thats why it killed me when i saw it and i had to draw it) alkbcjabksjcbjk

context UTC (suggestive warning)

[angstyhikka]

Some concepts for our Ananarchy project!^^

These girls are Vika and Masha, they're besties we love them very dearly :,3

The plot will be revolving around Masha will be missing and Vika will be searching for her. Turns out the lake river their town is a portal to some demon realm with weird creatures in there.

[pachinkosprites]

"moderate challenge rating"

[silver-samurai]

Day 5: Fortune Teller

The stars, the universe itself... it's all a tangled thread for time, endless moments that come and go too quickly for the mere mortals. With proper ways, I can unfold it for you and reveal the secrets of your future...

Entry for Fright Night City by @fright-night-city! Konstance learned from the best (Misty), so her predictions might be correct after all.

[seluneclerics]

one thing i hate about google docs + ao3 is this shit

on my end the formatting looks fine but then on the uploaded version, there’s a fuck ton of invisible spaces that i just had no way of knowing were there *because* docs is garbage and constantly using ai. this anger might be coming from the fact i’m super particular and pretty hard on myself about getting shit right, but holy fuck

anyways! it’s fixed now, formatted properly. gonna keep putting each chapter through my rigorous editing process in the meantime. go read more the fool!