#lunair oc

[sprinkools]

Since I haven't posted anything Christmasy this month I have a gift for you all to make up for it!!

This is the crews first Christmas!! Have a happy Christmas and new year everyone!!! :D

[arlequinelunaire]

Sachiko Baishou, a new drawing of an old character of mine. A kitsune ronin from the land of Himekoku, she’s lackadaisical and quite flirty despite her typically monogamous species. When she gets serious, though…

Samurai from Himekoku are able to use their souls as swords, with Sachiko seen here unsheathing hers

[kykyonthemoon]

The first bouquet: For reunion and childhood memories

⭑.ᐟ The Little Flower Shop In Linkon ( Long fic) - Table of contents

⭑.ᐟ L&D Masterlist

Word count for this chapter: 2k5

When the late spring hues began to bloom, Lunaire decided it was time to open her own flower shop.

That property was on a quite ancient and peaceful street. Finding a calm space like this amid crowded Linkon, near the city center, was a blessing. The shop consisted of a ground floor that was a commercial space, on the side was a wooden staircase covered with vines leading to the upper floor separated from below. It became Lunaire's living space - a modest house with full amenities for one person.

That property was formerly owned by Lunaire's grandmother's long-time acquaintance. They opted to live overseas and sell it. With her savings over the years, Lunaire could only afford a lower floor. Although her grandmother intended to help her, she did not accept and was still working hard to be able to buy the house above.

After some renovation and rearrangement, Lunaire was able to officially move in on a late spring day.

Her flower shop, Elysium, would be open that weekend. Everything was well, thanks to her grandmother and Caleb, who frequently came to support her. They were now in the kitchen, and Lunaire sat on the floor, holding a huge cardboard box filled with beautiful objects from her previous home. Most of them were older than ten years. Lunaire had a passion for preserving artifacts related with specific memories.

The box gradually emptied once the objects were displayed in new positions. Her palm met something chilly at the bottom. It was a box made of wood. The familiar icy air emanating it drew Lunaire's attention. It had been a while since she had opened it.

Lunaire lifted the box with her hand. It had been on her desk for many years, stretching back to her childhood. She vividly remembered what was inside: plump, snow-white seals presented to her. But since the person who gifted them to her departed, Lunaire no longer desired to open the box and look at them.

That was why the box was always carefully tucked away in a corner of her desk. Sometimes, when she missed that certain person, she would softly touch it, allowing chilly air to flow through her palm. For a brief moment, she imagined her childhood friend standing in front of her, with the same appearance as before, encouraging her to keep studying or soothing her when she was in a bad mood. But it would all disappear when she returned to reality and realized that what she was holding on to were just memories.

"Lunch is ready." Grandma's words echoed from the kitchen. She quickly emerged. "Oh, you've found that box?"

Grandma, more than anyone else, acknowledged the value of the wooden box in Lunaire's hands and the memories contained within it. So she was astonished when her granddaughter did not bring it with her to the new residence on the first day. The next day, when the girl came to get something else, grandma quietly placed this box in her cardboard box. How silly that Lunaire then rummaged through her old room just to find it, almost crying because she accidentally lost such a precious thing. Of course, her grandma had not told her where the box was. She thought that sometimes her granddaughter had to truly lose something first to eventually admit how much she needed it later.

"Yes." Lunaire answered. "But I don't remember putting it here."

"Sometimes you still forget things here and there." Grandma's bright grin puzzled her a little. "Once you discover it again, be mindful of it. It would be a shame if you lost it for good one day!"

Before Lunaire could reply, Caleb's voice burst out:

"Grandma Céline. Lune! Let's have lunch!"

Lunch was served in Lunaire's brand new and cozy kitchen. She and Caleb prepared the dishes. Lunaire felt a twinge of sadness as she realized that after living alone here, she would no longer be able to enjoy her grandmother's cuisine every day.

In recent years, she had frequently had to leave her home to engage in EVER's research projects. Not long after returning, Lunaire moved out again. Only her grandma was left alone at home. However, she constantly claimed that she was not alone because Caleb's grandma lived right next to her.

When she was a child and moved to the Bloomshore district with her grandmother, Lunaire became Caleb's next-door neighbor. He also resided with his grandma. The two kids instantly became friends. To her, Caleb was like a big brother who always protected her. Currently, because he was on leave, he came home to visit, but then Lunaire bothered him again, asking for all kinds of help with her new shop and home. Despite his complaints, he was still willing to assist her.

After lunch, her grandmother said she wanted to go downstairs to see how the flowers in the shop were doing. Lunaire's maternal side of the family had a strong connection to plants. She also inherited the bloodline believed to be from witches. To others, this ability was known as Evol, but her family called it magic.

Grandmother seemed pleased with how Lunaire displayed and adorned the shop. It resembled their modest garden, particularly the light-filled tea area. She assisted her with the plants as Caleb checked the shop's lights. Lunaire was waiting for an electrician to arrive and install extra lights that day. Everything came into place, leaving her absolutely thrilled.

Suddenly, she heard a clanking sound in the corner of the shop. Grandma hugged her chest and knelt on the floor.

Some members of Lunaire's maternal family have exceptional talents. They have the ability to influence the Evol of others, either increasing or decreasing their strength. But that type of impact comes at a cost. If someone utilizes such power excessively, their body will be destroyed in a variety of ways.

Grandma Céline frequently suffered from heart attacks. When she was younger, things were not as dreadful. However, as she grew older, the suffering increased longer and more powerful. That was why she had not used her Evol in a while.

That day, she intended to use a little of her power to make the flowers in her grandchild's shop bloom exactly on opening day. Unexpectedly, just that little bit would cause her to be hospitalized.

Elysium Flower Shop was located near Akso Hospital. Caleb and Lunaire were waiting in the sparsely populated hallway. Her phone rang. The electrician had arrived at the shop and was waiting. She was about to reschedule for another day when Caleb suggested:

“How about I go back to take care of the shop for you? After finishing work there, I'll get back to the hospital to visit Grandma Céline. Is that Okay?"

"Thank you." Lunaire nodded slightly. Fortunately, Caleb was there for them. 

A nurse arrived shortly after he had departed. She stated that Grandma Céline had recovered consciousness, but that Lunaire needed to first consult with a doctor about the patient's condition before visiting her. Worried, she followed the nurse named Yvonne to the front door of an office. She glanced at the nameplate attached above and thought she was dizzy. 

Yvonne said: “Just go inside. Doctor Zayne is waiting.”

Zayne…

Lunaire's heart rate increased as she heard the name. Perhaps she was not mistaken. Maybe she knew the person in the room. Once.

With her fingers on the doorknob, Lunaire's thoughts strayed back to a day many, many years ago.

The town where the Lunaire family resided has been attacked by Wanderers. The ten-year-old girl lost her relatives and could only follow with the flow of refugees into Linkon city. By the time she regained consciousness, she was surrounded by strangers who were injured and screaming.

The girl shifted her gaze, seeking for any recognized faces. Yet, there was none. As she walked, she inquired whether anybody knew where her parents were. Those tiny legs kept roaming till they became exhausted. She sat down beneath the eaves of an unknown home. In her palm was a melted popsicle, leaving just the vibrant colors on her fingers.

Little Lunaire started to weep. What if she were forever separated from her loved ones? What if no one could find her? What would she do in this utterly unfamiliar city?

At that time, a person approached her. Another child who was older than her had a calmer demeanor. He stood there staring at her, his yellow and green eyes barely showed anything. But then he held out a popsicle in front of her.

“Take it. Don't cry anymore.”

Lunaire gazed at the popsicle, then at the young boy, and finally at her hand. Did he think she was crying because her popsicle had melted? She hesitated for a time before taking the icy present from his palm. She no longer had the heart to wonder where the boy got the ice cream from.

Sweets always made Lunaire feel better. The popsicle had a mild minty flavor. It was not her favorite flavor, but at that very moment it was strangely delicious. While she was eating the treat, the boy sat down next to her on the porch and took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket.

"Wipe your hand." He talked in short sentences, his tone a little frigid. However, he appeared to be rather kind and gentle. To Lunaire back then, everyone was good people. That was why she extended her hand to him.

The boy was a bit astonished. He obviously told her to wipe it off herself, but instead she extended her hand to him. He did not say a word, merely using the handkerchief to cover her palm and carefully wiping away the remaining traces of cream. When his hand touched hers, Lunaire felt a bit of cold mist emanating from it. When she calmed down, she realized that the boy possessed a type of icy Evol.

Lunaire's hands trembled slightly. The boy knew she was a refugee who got lost here and offered to help. He volunteered to take her to where people were seeking sanctuary in the district. There maybe she would find her family. Eventually, Lunaire agreed to it.

The little girl was absolutely unfamiliar with this place. But she kept following the boy. He was considerably taller than her, and his mature appearance gave people the impression that he was immensely reliable. Lunaire occasionally fell behind due to exhaustion. Realizing this, he deliberately walked slower to allow her to catch up. Her legs were not hurt, but they were fatigued and covered in mud. Her face was dirty and her clothes were unkempt. After a long distance, the two children arrived at the district's center, where a big crowd was rushing in the direction of the Wanderers' recent attack.

In the midst of the crowd, Lunaire lost sight of the friend from earlier. While looking blankly to the left and right, she felt a squeeze on her hand. He found her.

"Let's go. We're almost there.”

Lunaire's tiny fingers intertwined with his, allowing him to guide her through the crowd. All turmoil appeared to have subsided. Finally, they arrived at the shelter. But the boy remained with Lunaire for a while longer, until her grandmother found her.

That boy was Zayne. And after several years, they met again at Akso Hospital.

Lunaire walked into the minimally decorated office. An individual sat behind a desk, focusing intensely on the computer screen.  The typing on the keyboard stopped. He lifted his head. Through his thin glasses, their eyes met.

Lunaire would always remember that childhood friend's eyes. Everything about he could change; his appearance, his voice, his address; yet those eyes remained the most gentle. It had been too long. She had imagined the moment they met again, the things she would say to him. But when they actually met, her mind became empty.

He was the first to say: "Come here."

Still so gentle. 

Lunaire moved closer. She felt like her feet failed to walk anymore. She sat down in the chair near his desk.

"Grandma Céline is fine." He spoke as if he had sensed what she was worrying about. "She used Evol again, which caused the previous illness to recur. She will have to stay here to be monitored over the remainder of the day. If everything goes well, she can leave tomorrow morning.”

"Thanks, Z..." "Dr. Zayne." Lunaire spoke.

Zayne glanced at her swiftly and handed her a piece of paper.

"Fill this out."

He remained as reticent as he had been as a child. She snatched it from him. She assumed it was Grandma Céline's paper, but it had her full name written on it. The messy handwriting made her have to squint her eyes to read it over and over again before she could recognize her name being there.

"This is?…" 

"Yours." Zayne responded without glancing at her. He resumed his work on his computer screen. "You need regular health check-ups."

Zayne turned to look at her and replied:

“Grandma Céline and you own the same kind of Evol. Do you still feel pain in your heart at times?"

Lunaire nodded slightly. Zayne was well aware of this since as a child, he had witnessed her go through a similar predicament. 

“But it was only fleeting,” she continued.

“Nevertheless, you should be checked. I already spoke to Grandma Céline about this. She also agreed that you should both have regular health check-ups."

“All right…” Lunaire replied. She raised her head, looking for a pen on Zayne's desk. He immediately reached into his pocket for one and handed it to her.

"Thank you." She took it. At that time, she unintentionally noticed the scars on Zayne's hands. He promptly retracted it. 

Lunaire began filling out her information on the paper in silence. But in her heart, she wanted to ask him countless questions; about Grandma Céline, about him. How had he lived these past years? Where had he set foot to? Who had he met? What had he gained and lost during the time?

Finally, as late afternoon fell on the pot of jasmine in the window - the only plant present in Zayne's office - Lunaire handed him the paper. It was time for her to go see her grandmother. 

“Thank you, Doctor Zayne.” Lunaire said as she stood up. The reunion that she was looking forward to may have to wait a bit longer. For this meeting, it ended here. 

Lunaire walked out the door with unprecedented awkwardness. When she looked back, she found Zayne staring at her from his side of the desk. She smiled.

“By the way, I have a flower shop nearby. Elysium Flower Shop. This weekend will mark its grand opening. If... Doctor Zayne has time, perhaps stop by for a bit? I will be delighted if he does…”

Lunaire hesitantly observed Zayne's expression. His face remained the same, nothing had altered to indicate whether he would agree, or if he was happy to see her again. Zayne simply replied: "I will see."

Lunaire nodded slightly to say goodbye to him, attempting to disguise the disappointment that was quickly showing on her face. 

When the door closed behind the girl, the jasmine bud in Dr. Zayne's window suddenly stretched out, bursting with white petals. He smiled a little, realizing it was a present from his childhood friend.

Artwork: commissioned by me.

Artist: Thiếu I-ốt

[alienfrann]

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[icecreamvi]

Finally got a chance to do some personal work, decided to draw my two current main OC's Lunaire and Robin at the beach

[papier-ciseaux]

Having a little fun with OCs ! Presenting: Some of my earliest fantrolls ^w^

[jeliam]

Fruit of Knowledge

[mundanemoongirl]

OC/WIP Q&A Tag

Thanks for the tag @kaylinalexanderbooks! This is a cool game.

Rules/Premise: Open the floor for questions about your Stories/WIPs/OCs/creative processes, etc.

Here are some things about Spiritwalker that you can ask!

How does the witch heirarchy work?

What is the relationship between humans and witches?

How does the magic system work?

What’s up with the mysterious plague?

You can also ask about any of my important characters:

Daron Spiritwalker

Maya Wisp

Catalina Hemlock

Kelsee Nightshade

Iris Arsonite

Ann Marie Ghastlin

Aria Fang

Cassidy Tempress

Naomi Lunaire

Irene

Or you can ask anything about my clans:

Spiritwalker Clan

Herbneivorous Clan

Fang Clan

Psychic Clan

Arsonite Clan

Aquatic Clan

Nightbeam Clan

Feel free to ask about my writing process too or anything else you want.

Gently tagging @yourpenpaldee @pixies-love-envy @owlsandwich

Spiritwalker taglist: @the-golden-comet @pixies-love-envy

[pyromism]

Solaire and Lunaire

Oc by me

[aikoiya]

Random Fandom Masterlist

Games:

Dave the Diver: More Recipe Variety

Dave the Dive: Game Improvement Ideas

Game Complaint: Stop Calling Me They!

My Time: Say My Name!

M&L: Towser's Revenge @gale-gentlepenguin's dream about Bowser Dad

M&L: Game Ideas That Are Amazing

WoD: Ghoul Lore Speculation & Anton

Comics:

DC: Bruce the Burdened

DC: Indigo Rings for the Holy Trinity of Wholesomeness

DC: Jason Todd's All-Blades

DC: Jason's Right

Shows:

Wednesday: Enid Isn't Trans

Wednesday: Episode 5 Review

Wednesday: Gorgon HCs

Wednesday: OC Johnny Anderson

Wednesday: Analysis of Wednesday's Views of Pilgrims

Wednesday: Thoughts On Wednesday

Steven Universe: Honest Pink AU 1

Steven Universe: Honest Pink AU 2

Steven Universe: Stevonnie Isn't Intersex

Steven Universe: Steven Meets the Wholesome Trinity

Steven Universe: Garnet

AtLA: Kuzon Calling AU

Pokémon Rant

How I'd Do Scooby-Doo

MHA: Unrealistic Scoring

MHA: Idea For An OC

MHA: Hawks' New Contract

MHA: Cool Idea

MHAxJJBA: Madness

MLB: Adrien HC 1 & 2

MLB: Kitty Chat AU

MLB: Cultural Upbringing 1 & 2

MLB: Mentor Kawmi AU

MLB: Miraculous Truth - Peacock

MLB: Sentipeople

MLB: Nooroo

MLB: 2 Power HC

MLB: Chat's SoulShredder

MLB: Addressing the Fairweather Class

MLB: Character Development: Sabrina Raincomprix

MLB: Despite Everything, Adrien's Still Standing

MLB: Suspicious Rich People Party

MLP Prompt: Emilie Revived

MLB Prompt: Villain Demolition

MLB: L.A. Chat Noir

MLB: Adrien 1/2 AU 1 (can't locate) & 2

MLB: Gemini Soleil et Lunaire

MLB: Bunny Adrien Idea

MLB: Lady Veritina

MLB: RebelDrien AU 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

MLB: Adridini AU 1, 2, 3

MLB: Snake Lila

MLB: Mari Fashion: Rose Skort

MLB: Marinette Battle Acroballet

MLB: Fresh Beginnings AU

MLB: Miraculous Memory

MLB: Reverse Crush AU - 1 & 2

MLB: Amorr: Dove Kwami of Love

MLB: A Swift Kick In The Bourgeois

MLB: Sunshine & Cloudy Skies

MLB Theory: Transfeatherence

MLBxD: Celestial Drops

MLB: Ladybug Family (Not Mine)

MLBxMCU: Spider Chat

MLBxMCU: Marvelously Miraculous AU

MLBxMCU: Curing The Snap (Not Mine) 1, 2, 3

MLBxAA: Miraculous Law

MLB: Magical Girl Trope History Lesson (Not Mine)

Movies:

The Sea Beast

RotG: Nicholas St. North is Klaus

HCs I Accept or Like:

All For One's Obsession With Family

Like Minds of (Possible) Father & Son

The Ties That Bind (How The Frick Did This Even HAPPEN?!?!) - DFO, Inko Shimura, & Mighty Family

Creation & Destruction - by @gale-gentlepenguin

Other Important Masterlists:

Aikoiya's Writing Tips Masterlist - Has a list of links to all my other masterlists.

[sprinkools]

'Reflective friends?'

Let me introduce you all to two of my other Kirby ocs!

The grey and blue feathered one is Lunair, and the cloudy one is Cast, they are both denizens of the mirror dimension and are cousins! :)

[arlequinelunaire]

My character Quyen Antoinette, a French-Vietnamese paranormal investigative journalist. A goth girl version of Tintin essentially.

Had this picture as a reference. Her character design isn't quite final

[kykyonthemoon]

The Little Flower Shop In Linkon - A Post

Summary:

The quiet neighborhood in the heart of Linkon city resides a small shop where flowers, tea and cakes tell the story of the customers, the shop owner and her beloved someone.

This is a multi-chaptered fanfiction dedicated to Zayne and Lunaire (OC). Each chapter contains stories of the two, as well as other MLs and OCs.

Tags: long fic, soft, sweet, fluff, hurt/comfort, childhood friends to lovers, slow burn.

Lunaire's profile

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

...

My L&D Masterlist

Artwork: commissioned by me.

Artist: Thiếu I-ốt

[alienfrann]

[kingofangst]

Post the name of all your files in your WIP folder regardless of how non descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send in asks with the title that intrigue them. Answer with a snippet or something about the story. Tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I was tagged by the dear @thiamsxbitch 💙💙

WARNING!!! I have multiple WIPs and I am not sure if it is enough to tag as many users compared to my fic number but oh well! Here Goes!

1) Broken With Flaws (Good! Theo AU fanfic. Endgame Thiam)

2) Fin de l'héritage (Chemin D'Aconit series; Season 2 of my Teen Wolf AU fanfic series)

3) Éclipse Lunaire (Chemin D'Aconit series; Season 3A of my Teen Wolf AU fanfic series)

4) Good For Wolves, Bad For Trauma (Isaac/Theo AU fanfic)

5) The Names They Gave Us (Titans/DC Fanfic)

6) Burn like a Mockingjay (Thiam Hunger Games AU)

7) Effie's Tears (THG one-shot)

8) Moments Before Execution (Cinna/Catching Fire)

9) Panem: The Beginning (Pre-THG, Pre-TBOSAS)

10) Holes of Sorrow (Lydia Martin Time Travel AU)

11) Salvage and Recover (Male OC/Brett Talbot fanfic)

12) Imperatoris ruinae (Pre-THG, Post-TBOSAS fanfic)

13) Evil Innocence (DCU Fanfic)

14) Untamed and Uncoordinated (DCU Fanfic)

15) Why am I unloved? ( Teen Wolf Hunger Games AU one-shot in Nolan's perspective)

16) Nogistune no Seppuku (Chemin D'Aconit series; Season 3B of my Teen Wolf AU fanfic)

17) Parisian Assault on Beacon Hills (Teen Wolf spin off fanfic)

18) Piece Of Their Game (Peeta's POV during his hijacking in Mockingjay)

19) A Happiness That's Unreachable (DCU/Batman fanfic)

20) Encountered (Wolf Pack AU)

21) Redeeming The Villains of Teen Wolf (Fanfic one-shot of tragic villains if their traumas had played differently. Excluding Gerard and Kate)

22) An Electrifying Kind Of Love (Brett Talbot/Josh Diaz)

23) There's Been Enough Killing (DCU Injustice)

24) The Beastiary and it's secrets (Teen Wolf walk through of all creatures and plants)

25) Trails Of Discourage (THG AU Fanfic)

26) Failed Assassin (DCU Fanfic)

27) Personal Vendetta (Stranger Things)

28) Ring Around The Rosies, A Pocket Full of...Knives (Teen Wolf Fanfic with OC who joins Monroe's side to sabotage)

29) Delusions To Recount (Lydia Martin Fanfic as a prisoner of Eichen House)

30) "That is a firm handshake you got there." (Slowburn Stiles/Brett AU)

31) His Torture (Fall of Jason Todd by the Joker. DCU short Fanfic)

32) The Other Side of Beacon Hills (Teen Wolf fanfic focusing on Devenford Prep + Brett Talbot and his pack)

33) No Argents Allowed (Teen Wolf Fanfic AU where the Calaveras are the ones hunting in Beacon Hills)

34) Identity Crisis (Teen Wolf AU where Nolan joins the McCall Pack instead of Monroe)

35) To Kill a Mockingjay (Both President Snow's and President Coin's POV on Katniss Everdeen)

I have 60+ more WIPs 😪😭 but I am stopping right here

@rhyslahey @ksbbb @amatchinwater @ahscotty @chasing-chimeras @arewordsenough @thiamblogger @pansexual-puppy-pack @thiamsxbitch @wolfboy88

I know this less than as many tags as my WIPs but now my brain is on override

[ilunarus]

a side blog created for interactions with the fantasy rp @faridian

meet my character

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