#i miss my ocs

[catharsim]

she was a fairy 🧚‍♀️

[megafavna]

try this, and try this, and try this again

[s0fti3w1tch]

[Image description: Knee-up drawing of OP's OCs, left to right, Vivena "Viv" Ramirez-Manalao and Penelope "Pepo" Dayap. Viv is doing a peace hand with his tech face winking with their tongue out. Pepo is standing with an RBF. /End ID]

*pepo uses they/xem, viv uses all pronouns

[blackrosesandwhump]

Quick blog update!

I've gotten very busy and haven't been around much lately, but I'm still here and I still exist 😆

Since I can't post much at the moment, I plan to reblog some of my old posts for funsies.

Also I miss writing. Hopefully I can get back into it soon 😭

[limitlesswritingvoid]

Writemas days 22/23

Had to combine these two days because I’ve had Christmas parties with family but here’s some writing of my son!

Prompts I used-(day 22)- The feast was foul, the food as wrecked as the fractured plates it sat upon. And, "It's a time for celebration, wipe that frown from your face." (Day 23)- “One day, the purpose you serve shall be greater than this."

*Song I dedicate to this piece*

(Writemas challenge created by @agirlandherquill , entry below the cut!)

“Mother,” the Lystean queen’s voice faltered for a moment, “will you please refrain from smoking in front of my children?”

Elena Blitz exhaled a puff of smoke. “Calm down, dear, there’s really nothing wrong with Luminleaf, it just helps me relax.” She smiled.

Leo tried to cough up the smell of his grandmother’s arrogance as he sat down at the long table.

"It's a time for celebration, wipe that frown from your face." Elena blew embers of the green roll of herbs. Turning to the queen she sighed, “is the boy always like this?”

Queen Laura Blitz turned to her son with oceans of sorrow in her eyes. She knew how much Leo hated seeing his grandmother, she knew because she hated seeing Elena, too.

“And what exactly are we supposed to be celebrating, grandmother?” Leo asked, tilting his head.

Elena picked up a bell, swinging it by the handle. The castle maids flocked to her side with bottles of cherry-red wine like rabid dogs to a whistle. “We are celebrating a triumph over our enemies,” she cheered, her too loud, too high-pitched voice whistling through the gaps in her yellowing, wine-stained teeth.

“Let me guess,” the oldest child of the royal family of Lystearia pointed her fork at the apple in the mouth of the cooked pig at the head of the dinner table, blood dripping from the mouth onto the tablecloth. “You sent a group of soldiers to bomb a hospital.”

“Annalise Blitz!” Laura gasped, dropping her knife to the, practically reflective, polished stone floor.

“Thinking that way is what led little Lynn to run away.” Elena shook her head as she picked at the steaming greens on her plate. The feast was foul, the food as wrecked as the fractured plates it sat upon. Leo was glad his father was on a diplomatic trip across the sea, he couldn’t deal with two insufferable family members at this point.

“Then what are we celebrating?” Annalise asked, “if not the horrible ideals of our nation?”

“The Nyxerian princess has been banished. Dianna Sullivan will soon be gone, we will never worry about her again.”

“I believe you are the only one who worries of her,” Annalise mumbled, “I thought Adaeze was a lovely girl.”

“Her name is not Adaeze.” Elena slammed her hand to the table, flipping the smallest plate, which sat at the smallest princess’s seat.

“My apologies,” Annalise replied, “Dianna was a lovely girl.”

Elena, clearly dissatisfied with the apology, cleared her throat, turning to face Leo. She said, “Now, would you like to do the honors, young king?” She passed the bottle to Leo.

“Mother, he’s twelve,” Laura reached out to grab the bottle.

“He will be king.” Elena insisted, forcing the bottle into his hands. "One day, the purpose you serve shall be greater than this, but for now I need you to pour me a glass of wine.” She laughed. It was odd, the Lystean royals could laugh over a meal that cost them more than a middle class Umbrahnean family’s monthly meal cost while the child they celebrated watched warm blood drip down her forehead. How ironic the world could be.

[gravyhoney]

God. I might have to start writing again.

[pekodayz]

should i finish this it’s been sitting here for 18 hours

[cheesecakeandcake]

I lowkey be getting bored and drawing the most random stuff! 0_0

I was watching a ChrisChan documentary while drawing this btw…

I caved and decided that I should use pen to outline this (I almost NEVER use pen to outline my drawings. Also this was drawn in my sketchbook so it looks a little weird💔)

My characters. I love them 😛

[glitterandmoondustofficial]

I think I’m slowly starting to get back to normal. Still very depressed and have little interest in writing. I had a four day weekend so it was nice to not think for a while. I have a stressful week of work coming up so we’ll see how that plays out.

I just want to get there again. I want my confidence back, but I don’t think it will be back for a little while. I don’t think I’ll look at my writing and feel good about it for some time.

The thing that sucks is in the past I would use my writing as a way to get my frustrations and emotions out in a way so I could process them, but now I don’t even have the energy for that.

I’m going to try to go on walks and I’m going to ask my surgeon for a higher dosage of estrogen, but right now I’m just…not present.

[amiserableseriesofevents]

Why be normal sad when you can be sad about the sufferings of made up people that you yourself made up and who are only suffering because you, their Creator, are making them suffer?

[wawbadoo]

A painting wip of my homework so far :) there’s still a lot left to go but I’m happy with it so far.

Thought it’d be fun to sneak in a little self portrait :)

[seasicksilver]

oc shenanigans

[forsty]

creativity burn out... but still wanna create... the evil circle

[terukanetism]

final oc doodle/art ^_^

[chomfoolery]

i miss aster when will he come home

[blackrosesandwhump]

I really miss working on my original stories.

I just haven't had the motivation or energy lately.

So sad 😥