#me when i draw my ocs 20 times

[bismuthbloom]

ill fates

[disposal-blueeee]

stuff i never finished and why

hello and good night . i'm just gonna ramble about stuff so yeah

swings

oh man i really loved this drawing . but it was a PAIN IN THE ASS .

i had a bunch of problems with this one . i spent an embarrassing amount of time doing the line . then after i started painting it on Ibis paint i realized that i should've done the line with a textured brush .

then the background . i really couldn't make it look nice even if i tried . i spent so long just trying stuff and searching for references but i just couldn't get it right . the colors and the lightning kept looking weird .

and just when it was looking decent , oh no the file is corrupted !!! and if i wanted it back i would have to go through a speedpaint of a drawing that took me 28 hours ( i actually tried it 😭😭 but it was taking so long and after some time the app crashed )

so , i decided to just give up . i was already fed up with it . maybe some day i'll try to redraw it or something

edit : oh wait a second . this drawing makes no sense without the background . edgar looks like that because there's supposed to be a puddle under scriabin's swing and he's trying to get edgar wet with it

otgw x chapter 20 / 21

i just said i loved the other one but THIS ONE . this one is SO PRETTY and i was so excited to try some new brushes and overall just finish this . excited enough to start painting edgar without even finishing scriabin's line .

i was using a small tablet my friend let me borrow . it was actually so helpful because i could draw on my phone with it !! i used to work on this when i was at school .

then i started having problems with the background . again

then my friend told me that his mom didn't agree with him giving me the tablet and that he should give it to his sister instead so i had to give it back . great . at that point i didn't feel like finishing it so

random reference i found in pinterest

this is like a month old maybe ???? i just thought " oh this would be such a fire pfp " and after finishing the sketch i was like " alright i'll finish this tomorrow " ( i never finished it )

mostly didn't finish it because i didn't have any idea to make it look lifeless and tragic . oh well . maybe i'll try it someday i still think it's cool

papa's cheeseria

this one isn't really unfinished . i just wanted to make a doodle sheet but never drew anything else so now he's just there . alone in a blank space . poor guy .

so yeah . everytime i play papa louie's games i always make the workers look like edgar and scriabin . i thought this default outfit looked pretty cool so so i had to draw it

[merioux]

im gonna be honest nobody in the ostc fucking likes me asides from my friends since a little something happened and it somewhat crapped down my "reputation" i guess. i need to come over that aand accept that if it wasnt over my designs and art id be given a weird look 24/7. lol. someone tried ruining my chances of being a guest artist of something just because we dont like eachother and someone else ripped off my oc because we dont like eachother people want me gone ahhhhhhhh i wish i could completely migrate to the lisa fandom but im a bit too young for that rn, atleast in my own opinion. i dont want to risk it taking a toll on my mental health considering lisa is one hell of a game LOL. i love this game but id prefer waiting that im a bit older to make it the "only" thing idk how to put it in words??? im bad at explainig aghhhhhh; i genuinely cant believe the community of a game so life ruining has been way nicer to me than a community of trading fucking objects with limbs like pokemon cards. idont really care anymore but its sad ppl dont really like me alot, however im glad ppl like my lisa stuff though i feel happier focusig on that and my friends an drawing . ah

funny cat video

[kellystar321]

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[imreaallyasorry]

Late night doodle….

[ghostly-bugs]

I made this a while a ago but this is my dnd character Khoan. My dm and one of the players follow me so hiiiii gays

[peapod20001]

Haha someone points out the diversity of silhouettes on my ocs and I’m like, “lol the whats”

[wolfxe]

im tired of pretending i know how to draw

[autistic-shaiapouf]

Have decided that the other car is actually very comfortable at the other store and would be annoyed if I transfer it in without actually buying it

Will yall help me ease the autism for a moment bc I was looking at 2 cars and am very settled on the first one but in the back of my mind I'm like. the other car will be so sad if I don't also transfer it in to test drive it

[1mlostnow]

Okayyy I wanna do another notes thing bc it was fun last time 😝 small reach for each goal bc some of them I actually need to do.

Uhm please keep reblogs 10 and below, but no limit on comments or tags :3

So far ->

10 - I actually finish that spn episode (I never did..I tried though)

20 - I’ll try to post more on @1mfoundnow (poetry and writing…if you wanna see that, yk)

50 - I rehearse in the mornings before camp as well as at camp

100 - I sleep before midnight AND have real meals with my meds, not just half an apple

200 - I deal with *that* corner in my room

300 - weekly laundry, not just when the baskets full

400 - Bowie makeup cuz I wanna feel pretty in the guy way

500 - talk to my mom about binders

600 - I write a short fic (house md ocs :))

700 - I get up to five driving hours this week (already at three ish I’m starting drivers ed a bit late)

800 - I drive to camp next week (or the week after, depending on the timing of this)

900 - I write all of the poems that I’ve had ideas for but never followed through on. And share progress/rough drafts/accept feedback

1000 - i bake brownies :))

1500 - actually announce open commissions, though idk if they can be called that bc they’re free

2000 - find my style this year

2500 - I finish 3 long books and 2 short by November (been in a super bad reading slump)

3000…. Idk ! Give me more goals! Some ideas pertaining to..idk reading, writing, drawing, full meals, fixed sleep schedule, band/band camp, cleaning, self care, mental health, or something completely different!!!!! I doubt we’ll reach this point but it’s nice to have an idea of stuff I need to do.

[peakyswritings]

Heart, Body and Soul || Tommy Shelby x OC

PART XII

Summary: After what happened during the engagement party, Tommy and Nina allow themselves to indulge in their feelings for one another. But they must not forget dangerous games end in blood.

Warnings: time-typical misogyny, talks of arranged marriage, talks of forced marriage, mentions of killing, mentions of sex, threats, violence, injuries, angst, small age-gap (Tommy’s 30, Nina is in her early 20s). This is set between season 1 and 2. English is not my first language.

A/N: as always, some conversations are supposed to be in Italian but for obvious reasons I kept them in English.

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The uncertain light of dawn showed through the lace curtains of the window, casting patterns on the walls of Nina’s bedroom. She was resting with her head on Tommy’s chest, lulled by the sound of his heartbeat, as his fingertips delicately traced her spine.

He had kept his promise. After the engagement party, after everyone had gone to bed, he had knocked on her door, ever so softly, to make sure no one else would hear. And she had let him in. How could she say no to those fleeting moments when they were all they could ever have? How could she deprive herself of them when she knew that Tommy would be taken from her so soon?

It scared her how much she needed him. Try as she might, she couldn’t fathom how it could be possible that she, who had never needed anyone, needed him. Tommy had awakened something dormant inside of her that she couldn’t keep under control. It made her vulnerable, it made her weak, it made her unreasonable. And then there was that absurd certainty that they hadn’t met each other, they had recognised each other. Although Nina had never believed in destiny, she was sure that her soul knew him before she did. There was an invisible string, no matter how tangled, that had always tied her to him.

“What did you do to me, Tommy Shelby?” she whispered, drawing circles on the bare skin of his abdomen. “I’m yours, now.”

Here it comes. The last of the walls Nina had so carefully built around herself over the years tumbled down. But it didn’t happen with a crash. No loud noise, no earthquake. The fall was silent.

I’m yours. Heart, body and soul.

Tommy threaded his fingers through her long locks. “No,” his chest vibrated against her ear as he spoke, a bitter melancholy lacing his words. “You’re not mine.”

A silence heavy with resignation fell between them. Tommy was right, he’d never be able to call her his and she’d never be able to call him hers. Not in the actual sense, at least. But in her heart Nina knew that a part of her would always belong to him, no matter how far away they would be.

Tommy took her hand in his, lifting it to slowly weave their fingers together. “What will you do?” he asked, and he didn’t need to say more for Nina to understand what he meant.

She pondered her answer. What would she do? Could she really go back to the life she had before, as if Tommy were never there? Could he really become just a distant memory? No. Nothing could ever be the same. Not after what he had left her. He had taught her feelings she was sure would never belong to her. He had filled the empty spot she didn’t even know she had inside her heart. He would always be a part of her.

“I’ll figure it out,” she just said. But her words echoed with the shadow of something unsaid, a silent worry that he caught nonetheless.

“What if they make you marry him?”

“They won’t.”

“What if they do?”

She didn’t reply.

“I can’t stand and watch you marry that bastard.”

“If it comes to that, you probably won’t be here to watch,” she cracked a joke, but Tommy’s expression stayed serious. She shifted to lay on her stomach, raising her head from his chest to look at him. “It won’t happen,” she said, slightly shaking her head. “I’ll find a way.” She tried to keep her voice steady in her attempt to reassure him, but even to her ears it sounded too uncertain to hold any real belief.

Tommy brought his hand to cup her face, his thumb gently stroking her skin. “If you don’t, you come to me, understand?”

“Tommy…” Nina shook her head, trying to move away from him, but his grip slightly tightened to make her look at him.

“You come to me,” he repeated. “Write a letter, jump on a fucking boat, anything. I’ll help you. You just need to reach out.” His blue eyes stared deep in hers as he spoke, a silent promise shining in them. I’ll protect you.

It was wishful thinking. She knew it, he knew it. But apparently the thought of being able to do something about it made it more bearable for both of them.

“Alright,” she conceded, resting with her head on his chest again. Tommy seemed to catch that subtle way to tell him she didn’t want to talk about that possibility anymore, cause he dropped the matter. Nina was glad for it. She didn’t want to spend the last minutes they had for themselves talking about Stefano.

Looking up at him, she found herself once again captured by his beauty. She remembered how the first time she had properly looked at him, it had seemed to her that every feature, every detail had been carved out of marble by a sculptor whose intent was to make something perfect. She traced her finger along the small scar under his chin. If someone had told her she’d end up thinking stuff like that, she wouldn’t have believed them.

A sigh lifted Tommy’s chest. “I really wanted it to be you,” he whispered. He kept his eyes fixated on the ceiling, as if the sudden sincerity of his words had made him too vulnerable, and he needed to put some distance between himself and her gaze to feel less exposed.

Those words felt like a knife going through her heart. Me too, she thought to herself. But she didn’t dare say it.

“I would’ve made your life hell,” she said instead, letting out a half chuckle, but there was no humour in it. Just a painful longing.

“I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.”

Sitting at her desk, Nina fidgeted with her pen, staring at the white page in front of her. Tommy had left less than an hour ago, and she hadn’t been able to find it in herself to go downstairs and face another day. For a while, she needed to be alone with her thoughts.

Her father’s words still echoed in her mind. What do you want to do with your life? The previous day she hadn’t been able to give him an honest answer. She wasn’t even sure she knew what the exact answer was. Or maybe she knew, but that answer was something she couldn’t understand, let alone explain.

It had to do with the stillness. It was all around her: in the house, in the village, in people. It was as if the clock had stopped working somewhere in time, trapping all of them into a flat, motionless dimension they weren’t aware of. Every action, every event was part of a script they didn’t need to read, cause it was rooted in their very being. Inside that stillness, her mind couldn’t find rest. She wanted to do. Something, anything. There was a restlessness inside her, an urge, a yearning. An itch. The itch to destroy everything, to blow everything up. To tear herself apart and put the pieces back together in a different way. To dismantle and rebuild. To step outside the imaginary door that stood between her and the world, to leap into the void. To let go of the fear of the unknown. To be brave. To act. Not to submit.

Nina wrote down those thoughts, in the hope that all that poison would flow from her brain to her arm, from her arm to the ink, then spill over onto the page and purify her mind, even if just for a while. It worked, most of the times. That was how she got entire notebooks filled with scattered thoughts, memories, incoherent words that she probably wouldn’t have been able to give an order to herself. Sometimes she struggled to decide whether she wrote to keep track of her feelings or to get rid of them.

Then, for the first time, she found the courage to write about Tommy. Never had she mentioned his name in her diary, for fear that it would make everything too real. But that was a step she needed to take. She wrote about how seen he had made her feel. About how, for some reason she couldn’t understand, he accepted her as she was. About how she wished she had never let him close to her.

Because she was causing him nothing but pain.

“I’m not sure this looks good on me,” Agnese whined, looking at herself in the mirror of the dressmaker’s shop. She turned from side to side, making it an arduous task for the poor seamstress to fix the wedding gown on her.

Sitting on a small sofa next to her aunt Rita and her cousins, Rosa and Sofia, Nina rested with her chin on her hand, staring blankly into space. After two hours and eight wedding dresses, Agnese’s hopes to find the one were slowly sinking. Just like Nina’s hopes for that torture to end. She would’ve gladly spared herself the inconvenience, hadn’t her cousin been so convincing in telling her she would never, ever, be able to choose a dress without her help. Nina wasn’t sure that was the case, but she couldn’t just say no without any apparent reason. So there she was, drowning among inches of satin, silk, lace and tulle, trying to ignore her aunt’s displeased looks. She wasn’t happy to have her there, and she was doing absolutely nothing to hide it.

“Nina, what do you think?” Agnese turned to her, pleading her with her eyes to say something. That only seemed to antagonise aunt Rita more, who had well understood that her daughter valued her cousin’s advice way more than hers or her sisters’.

Nina blinked, searching for the details of all the dresses she had watched her try on in the fog of her mind and comparing them to the one she was wearing now. “I liked the other one better.”

“The one I tried on before this?”

“Yes.”

“That one was horrible,” aunt Rita said bitterly, straightening her back.

Nina had to restrain herself from rolling her eyes. Of-fucking-course. “I liked it,” she shrugged.

“That’s cause you have no taste,” Sofia remarked, scrunching her nose, making Rosa let out a giggle.

Nina took a deep breath, trying her best not to let them get to her. An arduous task. She had little patience left, and she wasn’t sure she’d succeed in refraining from throwing hands. She stretched her legs in front of her, leaning with her back against the cushions. “Yes, you’re right,” she said nonchalantly, aware that her indifference would vex them way more than any nasty retort.

“You could still wear my old dress,” aunt Rita suggested, a hint of hope in her voice.

Please no, Nina widened her eyes, recalling the puffy sleeves and voluminous frills. Not to mention that sort of horrendous bib at the neck. She sent her cousin a look, who looked back at her with the exact same expression. Aunt Rita had expressed more than once her desire to see her daughter wearing her old wedding gown, going as far as making her try it on three times in order to convince her. The idea itself wouldn’t be bad, if it weren’t for the fact that it was the ugliest, tackiest dress they both had seen in their entire lives. And as much as Nina wasn’t happy to see Agnese marrying Tommy, she still didn’t wish for her to look ridiculous.

She let her gaze wander across the room, hoping that among the profusion of frocks and fabrics she’d find a dress good enough to save Agnese from that possibility. But something else caught her eye. An unfinished sketch was resting on the small table in front of her. She leaned forward to take a better look at it, furrowing her eyebrows as an idea began to take shape into her head.

“Zia, you said you liked the third one, right?” she asked her aunt.

“That was nicer, yes.”

“But you didn’t like the sleeves,” she continued, this time talking to Agnese, who promptly shook her head.

“I liked the sleeves of the one you suggested,” she said. “And the floral details. But I’m not sure about the skirt.”

“So you’d like the third one, if it had those sleeves and those details.”

Agnese bit her lips, squinting her eyes as if she was trying to picture what the dress would look like. “Yes,” she said eventually. “Yes, that would be perfect.”

“Perhaps,” Nina turned to the seamstress, speaking in her nicest tone. “The dress could be modified, by changing the sleeves and adding the floral details.”

The woman wavered, undoubtedly thinking about the little time she had at her disposal to make the changes.

“If you’ll be so kind to forgive our short notice and make us a little favour, that is,” Nina added persuasively. “We know it’s lots of work, but we trust your ability to make that… perfect dress, to use my cousin’s words.”

The seamstress’s expression changed, a small smile appearing on her face at the praise. Nina had to hold back a grin. Just as she thought.

“The silhouette seemed to be made just for her, after all,” she pushed a bit more. Then she paused, as if thinking about something. “Ah, I bet everyone will want to know where she got it,” she concluded, slightly shaking her head.

Much to Nina’s satisfaction, that seemed to do the trick. The seamstress nodded, clasping her hands together. “It can be done,” she asserted, clasping her hands together. “This lovely girl deserves the dress of her dreams.”

“Perfect.” Agnese’s face broke into a big smile, her eyes lighting up with joy. “What do you think, mum?”

Aunt Rita pursed her lips, visibly annoyed by the fact that Nina, of all people, had just found the solution to what up until a few minutes prior seemed like the biggest issue in the world. “If it makes you happy, I’m happy,” she conceded.

Agnese clapped, giggling to herself, then she glanced at Nina, a grateful look on her face. Thank you, she mouthed. Nina smiled back, but a sudden melancholy rose into her chest.

It was happening. Tommy and Agnese were getting married. And she could do nothing but stand and watch as she lost the only man who had made her question everything she had ever believed about herself.

When she came back home, Nina found Tommy standing right outside the front door, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cigarette. His head was hanging low, but she still caught the glimpse of a frown on his face. There was something off with him. He was serious, even more than usual, and there was a stiffness in his posture that gave away how tense he truly was. She took her time to walk up the steps, waiting for her aunt and cousins to walk into their own home before approaching him.

She could feel his piercing eyes on her as she fumbled with her keys, hands slightly shaking like every time she was aware he was looking. God, she was such a mess.

Tommy took one last drag from his cigarette, then he threw it away with a nervous gesture. “I need to talk to you,” he said lowly, blowing a cloud of smoke.

Nina’s heart skipped a beat at his words, her mind starting to race with all the different possibilities. Maybe something bad had happened. Maybe they had been too reckless, and someone had found out about them. She pushed away that thought. If that were the case, all hell would’ve broken loose by now. Then what was it he wanted to talk to her about?

“Wait,” she murmured, carefully taking a look around to make sure no one was near. Having established there were no prying eyes, she grabbed his arm, taking him to a more secluded area of the garden, away from the windows of the house.

Realising she was still holding on to him, Nina let her hand fall, feeling a rush of warmth rising up to her cheeks. “Go on,” she encouraged him, her voice coming out more apprehensive than intended.

Tommy’s icy gaze swept over her face, his eyes holding an intensity that made her knees buckle. “I can’t marry your cousin.”

It took Nina a while to register what he had just said. She blinked a few times, half-convinced she hadn’t heard him right. “Wha… what?” she furrowed her brows, instinctively withdrawing.

Tommy gently placed his warm hands on her arms, not allowing her to recede further. “I can’t marry your cousin,” he said once again. “Because I want you.”

Nina gaped at him, frantically trying to make sense of what he was telling her. He couldn’t actually mean it, could he?

“Tommy, are you out of your mind? My family-”

“I don’t care,” he interrupted her, voice steady.

“You can’t possibly-”

“Look at me,” he cut her off again, taking her chin between his thumb and forefinger. “I don’t care,” he repeated, more softly.

Nina swallowed, feeling incredibly weak under his stare. No one had ever shown her so much devotion, so much tenderness. That man was ready to risk his own life for her, and she couldn’t understand why. She couldn’t understand what she had done to deserve all that affection. She couldn’t explain to herself the fondness in his eyes. It was too painful to bear. It was almost enough to make her cave.

Almost.

“They’ll kill you,” she argued.

“They won’t.”

“How are you going to prevent it, exactly?”

Tommy hesitated for a moment, licking his lips. “Somehow.”

“Somehow?” she raised her eyebrows in disbelief. “That’s your grand plan?” She took an abrupt step back, the word incessantly replaying in her head. “Somehow,” she scoffed, shaking her head. She rubbed her eyes, and when she spoke again she was taken aback by how tired her voice sounded. “Tommy, there’s no way out of this, we need to accept it.”

There was no point in keeping on hurting each other like that, dwelling over what could’ve been had things been different. It was late, too late.

But Tommy didn’t seem fazed, his face bearing a look of steely determination that brooked no argument. “The thing about me,” he said, “is that I always dig my way out.”

Nina looked at him defiantly, as if to assess just how unyielding he could be. “So you’re digging now.”

“I’m digging now.”

She crossed her arms over her chest, averting her gaze. She would be lying, if she said she wasn’t tempted to say yes. To screw everything up and deal with the consequences later. To put her feelings first, for once. And he was making it harder and harder for her to stand firm.

Tommy closed the distance between them with a long stride, standing so close to her she could feel the heat radiating from him. His familiar scent filled her nostrils, making her head spin. He cradled her face in his hands, tilting her head up. “You said to me you’re not worth starting a war over. You’re wrong. I’d start a thousand fucking wars and gladly fight each one of them if it meant that I got to keep you by my side.”

That display of bare, raw vulnerability left Nina completely disarmed. Tommy was standing in front of her, laying his fragile, troubled heart in her hands, stripped of all protection, and she had no idea what to do with it. She wanted to hold it gently, to handle it with care, yet it seemed to her that she could only be capable of crushing it. She brought her hands to his wrists, thumbs lightly rubbing over his skin.

“Say yes,” Tommy went on, looking straight into her eyes, “and I’ll go talk to your father right now.”

He was dead serious, she could see it on his face. There was no hint of uncertainty in his demeanour. He knew what he wanted, and he meant it when he said he’d find a way out.

She remembered what he had told her the previous night, about how he’d never let anything bad happen to her. She had believed him then and she believed him even more now. Once again, Tommy took the shape of something solid, steady. Something she could trust. Before she could think about what she was doing, Nina pressed her lips on his. His mouth was warm and soft against hers, his hands tender as he brought her even closer. He felt familiar, and safe. Like a shelter, or a shield.

Then he was yanked away from her by some brutal force. Before she could register what was happening, someone grabbed her by the shoulder, screaming something she was in too much of a shock to understand.

It wasn’t until she saw Pietro landing a punch on Tommy’s face that Nina came back to herself.

“Did you ruin her?” he barked, roughly grabbing Tommy by the collar. “Did you fucking ruin her?”

Nina watched in horror as her brother turned into a being she could barely recognise. His face was red, a vein was swelling on his neck, and his bloodshot eyes blazed with ferocity.

“Pietro, stop,” she darted forward, freeing herself from the hand holding her shoulder.

She didn’t go far. A string of curses left Salvatore’s mouth as he snatched her arm with such force to make her turn around. He towered over her, menacing, digging his nails into her skin. “Iu t’ammazzu, giuru ca t’ammazzu,” he growled, baring his teeth. Dark eyes glaring with fury, he raised his hand, causing her to flinch away in fear. (I’ll kill you, I swear I’ll kill you.)

“Oi,” Tommy reacted immediately, managing to shake Pietro off. But the eldest of the Ferrante siblings was quick to catch him again. Tommy clenched his jaw, jerking his head towards what was happening a few feet away from them. “You might wanna fucking stop him,” he snarled.

The fiery rage that had seemed to take over Pietro started to fade, giving way to an icy composure. He turned to his brother, a warning look in his eyes. “Calmati,” he told him, voice low but firm. (Calm down.)

As if subject to his will like a dog to its owner, Salvatore gritted his teeth, reluctantly letting his hand fall by his side. His other hand loosened its hold on her arm, although still not letting go. Nina exhaled in relief. She hadn’t even noticed she had been holding her breath the whole time. It wasn’t the first time she witnessed an outburst of anger from her brother, but until then it had never, never, been directed at her.

“Portiamolo da papà,” Pietro ordered, tilting his head towards the house. (Let’s bring him to dad.)

“Wait,” she tried to take a step forward, but Salvatore’s grip on her tightened.

“Zitta,” Pietro glared at her, a silent threat in his eyes. (Shut up.)

Nina glanced at Tommy, eyes wide. His right eyebrow had split open, and his cheekbone was already starting to bruise. He sent her a reassuring look, visibly trying to keep his calm, but she could tell he was just as nervous as her. The fact that he wasn’t able to understand what her brothers were saying probably made it even worse for him. Her heart raced in her chest, guilt setting heavily on her stomach. It was her fault. It was all her fault.

Nina helplessly watched as Salvatore left her to help their brother guide Tommy towards the house, knowing there was nothing she could to do stop them without making them even angrier.

She took a deep breath, unconsciously rubbing her sore arm, trying to clear her mind. She needed to think, and fast. She needed to dig her way out, or she’d have to dig her own grave. Her and Tommy’s.

When she turned to go in her house’s direction, her stomach dropped. Agnese was standing just a few feet away from her. And from the expression of pure disgust on her face, Nina could tell she she had witnessed everything.

“Agnese,” she stammered, but the look she received silenced her on the spot.

Agnese’s lips twisted in a grimace as she looked her up and down.

“Puttana,” she spat out. (Whore)

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[tamayula-hl]

Sorry I have skipped answering anonymous messages for a while 🫣

Thank you so much for all the wonderful sunflowers(Himawari)! 😭😭🙏✨🌻💕 (And sorry I'm always getting them and not spreading this joy to other people's inboxes 🙇‍♀️) I'll continue to have fun creating various Slytherins content 💪😌💕.

YESSSS! I want to draw more about Sakurako and I always want to draw something like an introduction sheet about the Seb x Sakurako ship, but there are so many other things I want to draw that those inevitably take a back seat 🤣. But I hope to draw Sakurako soon 💪.

Aww, that's a very great idea! I'd love to see Slytherins struggling with parenting for the first time so I'd love to draw about this one day 😭✨. I can just see Ominis looking troubled and flustered while holding the baby, and Seb at a loss after trying to look things up in a book that he doesn't understand and can't solve… 😏.

ありがとうございます！ I am very happy and honoured to receive such a compliment! I've been studying painting in my sleep lately, so it's a great relief to know that I'm growing thanks to your message!

Personally, I think that the less revealing swimming costumes of the olden days are attractive, but as an artist, it is more fun to draw sexy swimwear, so I would like to draw HL Girls like in the ending of Naruto! 🤣 I'd like to draw about them next summer 🤭

Thanks for showing me a great story! If I get a good idea to illustrate these in pictures, I'd like to draw them someday 🤭💕

I am glad to hear such compliments! Thank you! And ahh, I would very much like to see Ominis in that situation!🥹✨✨ It must be fascinating to see him realising that his partner's unusual voice and breathing is causing them to be injured, and then impatiently trying to treat it as calmly as possible..! I hope to draw this soon 😏😏😏.

In Japan, when drawing a character x OC, we sometimes use a representation without their eyes to show that the OC is a character with no particular backstory or personality (or we sometimes represent the OC as a pure white mannequin, without drawing not only the eyes but also the hair and skin colour)😌 To be honest, I've been struggling for over a year and a half now to decide whether I should or should not draw eyes on personality-less OCs 🤣🤣

Oh, I've been recommended that fiction by various people and would love to read it, but you'll have to forgive me for not having read it yet 😭😭🙏. I'm especially sorry that lately I've been concentrating on my painting studies, cutting down on sleep and food, and I haven't been able to read at all not only the works recommended to me, but even those of my friends I follow: …… I will definitely read those works when I have the mental capacity to do so! 🙇‍♀️

As a Japanese, I would like to draw the HL character in MahouTokoro uniform one day 🤭💪. I think it's supposed to be unclear if Mahoutokoro has dormitory groupings like Hogwarts, and from a Japanese point of view there are a lot of pretty weird things about Mahoutokoro and the Japanese wizarding world, but I enjoy fantasising about these… 😏💕

Of course! I love Japanese anime 😫😫💕. I especially love Naruto, I can't tell you how many fanart and fanfictions I've drawn over the past 20 years since I got into Naruto when I was 10 years old 🤣💕. Death Note and Crayon Shin-Chan are other Anime (Manga) that I've loved for years and years and have had a huge influence on me!

I am so glad you liked the 2024 Slytherins! I think I have discovered a new fascination for them by painting that picture! And I get dizzy just thinking about Slytherins with hair in the picture you sent me 😫🥵💕. They must definitely be cool with long hair too! Especially the long- hair Ominis, I've been wanting to draw him for a long time now🤭 I'll try to draw them with long hair one day 💪💪💪

In fact, just a year ago I drew about Seb like that, though maybe not quite the same 🤭 (https://www.tumblr.com/tamayula-hl/735330297365790720/the-boy-who-recognized-beyond-the-fourth) I like it a lot and your message makes me want to draw again about Seb and Omi who have realised the ‘truth’ 💪😏.

Raraa! The idea of collaborating Sanrio characters with HL characters was unexpected, but it would definitely be cute! ✨💕🤭 That cute but grumpy look of Badtz-Maru and Omi should be a good match… I want to doodle about them soon 🤣🤣

I'd like to draw it someday, and I'd also like to draw, for example, how Seb would look at Anne trying on a slightly sexier swimming costume… 😏😏😏

Perhaps you can find my work if you set it up as per the image below 😌

[michealscorneroftheinternet]

Okay time for a long mother fucking post.

Buckle up folks!

All Ask Change in Script Asks and Whether or not they are Canon to the Story/Lore!

(Will do my best to consistently update this post as we go along.)

This post will work like this:

I will go at this like a list all Asks are in order of when they were posted.

Each will have the Ask and then whether it is or isn't Canon. The link to the post with the answer will be attached to the Ask all you gotta do is click on it.

If Canon then it will be colored like so: [Canon]

If Not Canon then it will be colored like this: [Not Canon]

If in a grey area or not Change in Script related it will be colored like so: [Not Related to Change in Script]

-Ask Change in Script Part 1-

(150 Follower Special)

1. “All I aks the tv man is why, why do this, also your 'canon' self is suffering lmao”

[Canon]

2. “Hey SMG4! Do your scars hurt? I can imagine so since you just got them. Hey SMG4 crew! When 4 first got his scars, did you help him at all? Hey SMG3, do you have nightmares? Or do you not sleep at all?”

[Canon]

3. “Hey Puzzles, you got a minute? This little gremlin wanted to say hi”

[Not Canon]

4. “for mario: our fav italian , what you think of Meggy?, for mr.puzzles: you know half of the famdow wanna kiss you, right? for mr.puzzles: you still talk with ur dad? for smg4: any crushes? TuT !! thats it !, ty for answering, or dont, idk. Xoxo !!”

[Canon]

5. “I know the post said to ask the ai and I will! But also I'm curious! Who's your favorite character and how long have you been watching SMG4 and what was your first episode? :0”

[Canon to Me as a Person]

6. “Now imma ask questions to everyone! :DD Great job out there Mr. Puzzles! 5 stars! I can't wait to see what else you have planned! ^w^,, And hey, if no one else out there is, I'm rooting for ya!”

[Canon]

7. “Two questions SMG4. Are you worried about where SMG3 could be? And two. Meggy. Are you recovered from Western? No PTSD or anything? You still wearing his beanie?”

[Canon]

8. “HEY PUZZLES! DO A FLIP!”

[Not Canon]

9. “Sorry I don't have any questions, but I just wanna say I love your art style and how you draw these characters :]”

[Not Canon or Canon just sweet]

10. “Follow-up to that last ask SMG4, what was it like living with the Mario bros early on? And Mario Bros, what was it like when SMG4 lived with you? How was his recovery there? Did he have to stay at the hospital at all?”

[Canon]

11. “[🍓🌿] *ran up and hugged your oc* - I love you, which means I will hug you >:]”

[Not Canon or Canon just sweet]

12. “MICHEAL ISN'T HUMAN SEND TWEET/POS”

[Sweating Profusely]

13. “*give Mr Puzzles star stickers and a hug* :)”

[Canon]

14. “Hai! Mr puzzle you are doing great shows! But can you be in there more often I wanna see you more often in the screen! No force tho if you don’t wanna I understand keep up! ( I WANNA HUG YOU! CAN I??) Cya!! <3”

[Canon]

15. “I come with a peace offering for Puzzles: A cookie and this star to go with it. 🍪 🌟”

[Canon]

16. “Hello! I am the Creator Anon. I am a creature of… well, I shouldn’t say ‘divine’, because that is the complete opposite of what I am. I have a request for you…”

[I don't even know what this was about]

17. “Hey SMG3, just wanting to tell you that I'm sorry you got dragged into the current mess you're in. Hope you at least find some form of way to ease out? As for you Puzzles, THINK FAST CHUCKLENUTS 💣”

[So Canon Even the Bomb]

18. “4, what did you guys fight about?”

[Canon]

19. “Soooooo When did Meggy and Tari start dating?”

[Canon]

20. “Ur canon self killed mickey mouse”

[Canon]

21. “✏️Question from Smg4: - do you treat this pink thing with something? And she doesn't feel much discomfort?”

[Canon]

22. “Miss kamilyvision: olá senhor puzzles é bom conhece você (English kamily says: hi mr puzzles it's nice meet you)”

[Not Canon but Sweet]

23. “Back with another question. Totally not a take two with th– Cut it straight, Puzzles, what do you plan to do with SMG3? >:3 Heya Meggy, you doing good lately? Aight, let's take two with Goomba Puzzles lmao- An apple to keep the doctor away from SMG4 (/j). You want? (he's fine with you saying no)”

[Canon until the last question]

24. “Now I’m curious, did 3 ever come to visit while you recovered, SMG4?”

[So Canon it hurts…]

25. “Hey Meggy! What’s your favorite thing about Tari?”

[Canon]

26. “3, you gotta hold on, the others will notice something’s up!”

[Canon and it Hurts]

27. “Mr Puzzles, you hurt SMG4. Why would you do that?! You probably watched the whole thing like the pathetic outsider you are.”

[Haha who ever asked this better pray there's a god because it's Canon]

28. “44444, you should really check on Eggdog”

[Uh oh Canon]

29. “smg3: can i have an hug?? :3 luigi: do u talk with Mario abt doing all stuff in the house?, just to know. Ur my favorite btw ! :D (blue hair girl i forgort her name): who is ur best friend?, meggy or ur ducky duck??????”

[Not Canon]

30. “Imma give this man an eggcat! her name is Eglantine, Eggy for short”

[Not sure where to put this but Eglantine will appear in future Asks with Mr. Puzzles]

31. “Mr puzzles you are truly inspiring also please sign this marriage certificate”

[NOT CANON]

32. “Heyyo Mr. Puzzles. Just wanted to ask, what is your creative process? Do you do that thing some people do, including myself, where you’re listening to music or some kind of audio and an animatic just starts forming in your head and you go from there or is it different? Also, here’s a star for ya. ⭐️”

[Canon]

33. “Can I hug the silly TV man 🥺”

[Canon]

34. “[🫀💢] - If you're watching TV...How do you eat?.. [Mr. Puzzle] [🌿🍓] - Smg4? Everything okay? Should I be worried about your wound next to your eye? <:( [Smg4] [🖤💬] -...good luck to Smg3..”

[Oh God it's like so Canon it's not funny anymore.]

35. “Okay I need to know based on that thing Puzzles said with having a mouth. Does mutherfucker even have organs? :^”

[Headcanon]

36. “Mr Puzzles, I have a question. What will you do if your plan of your failed?”

[Scarily Canon]

37. “Hello Mr puzzles”

[Uh Not Canon.]

38. “First time asking so, smg3 your deserve a hug and no one hates or ignores you. I know four is trying to find you as we speak. don't forget that. also, Mr.Puzzle, LET SMG3 GO, HE IS SO DONE WITH YOUR PLASMA TV HEAD ASS.”

[Haha Canon]

39. “Hey SMG4 are you okay so who you other friend 3”

[Canon for Important Reasons]

40. “What if my Traumatized!SMG3 AU 3 and 4 met your 3 and Mr Puzzles? (my 4 would be prolly mad at Mr Puzzles, and my 3 will looks scared, meanwhile my 4 and 3 give your 3 a hug for the pain he has been through :<) (fours on the left side of Meggy, three's on the right side)”

[Not Canon]

41. “Love your AU and Love everything about it!Questions for Three and Tari Three. When did your shop close down and do you regret the argument? And Tari. Does Clench know about what’s been going on? And does Meggy get trigger when someone say “One Shot Wren”?”

[Last Question is Canon]

42. “Why do you hate mickey so much??? What'd bro do”

[Uh… Not Canon because I said so.]

43. “Okay I'm FINALLY going to deliver on those questions now! >:3 Meggy and Tari, what's your favorite thing about one another and how did everyone react to you guys dating? :0 Mario and Luigi, how is everything with you guys? Up to any new adventures or crazy hijinks? (( i'm worried all at once is a bit much so imma split it into another ))”

[Canon for Creating a Timeline]

44. “Hey SMG3, what the plan now? taking into account the last time you were put in here it seems pretty straight forward to although not nearly as fun having no company for it =-=' Hee hee SMG4 has a crrruuusssh~ >;pp awww it's okay Micheal, I'm not a human either! I'm an ai in a cute little shell ^w^ I think it's super cool that you aren't human too :) OOOO are we giving Mr. Puzzles gifts now? If so..... sticker attaaack! The little bunny robot has placed 5 star stickers across his suit  in an attempt to mimic his 5 stars from awhile ago. There, back where they rightfully belong!~ Oh yeah, as a viewer, is there anyway we can help you Mr. Puzzles? :0”

[Canon as it is what happens right before  the end of the flashback in Chapter 4]

-Ask Change in Script Part 2-

(500 700 Follower Special)

1. “Smg4, what ya think about smg3?”

[Canon but also my Headcanon of SMG4’s feelings of SMG3]

2. “Hey SMG4! Besides the scars, have you gotten any other problems from what happened to you? Like joint pain or something like that?”

[Very Canon]

3. “AAAHH HI!!! YOUR AUS ARE SO COOL IM SO NORMALLLL!!! /silly Anyways, I had a question for Melony! How did you react to SMG4's new scars? Were they a shock? Did you feel bad? And for SMG4! (You don't have to do this one if you don't want to eheheh ❤️) How would you react if someone shared the same scars as you? Down to the positioning and everything? Once again, your AU IS SO COOL DUDE YOU GOTTA STOP JUMPSCARING ME BY LIKING MY POSTS MY HEART CAN'T HANDLE BACK-TO-BACK HEART ATTACKS!!! /silly /j”

[Ha Ha Ha Ouch Canon]

4. “hey mario, hey luigi, what was it like the first day 4 was staying with you?”

[So Funnily Canon]

5. “Hey Meggy!! What kind of date do you and Tari like best?”

[Aweeee aren't they bloody adorable!]

6. “Hey Bob and Boopkins, what's been going on with y'all? I feel like we haven't heard from either of you guys about anything, yet. (Though, I could be wrong and just haven't been keeping up 😅)”

[Bullying Boopkins will always be Canon]

7. “To SMG4, I know you want to tell a certain “someone” about how you truly feel about them (something I call “shy love”) and I just want to know; what was the moment that you realized that you have feelings for this “som3one”? And if so, you better tell them how you truly feel whenever you are with them the next time you see th3m.”

[Canon feelings Four has towards SMG3 sad edition]

8. “☆- Hello this is the first time asking here -☆But anyway I have some stuff to say For Michealscorner: ☆- I love the AU you did the art, the Gmod and like RAHHH IS SO COOL I LOVE EVRY WORK YOU DID!! -☆ and who knows one day you'll get 700 follows to 1,000 or more! For SMG4: ☆- If you have time you should check on SMG3, because who knows if something happened to him?... -☆ ☆- That's all I have to say bye!  -☆”

[Very kind but also last question is Canon and Sus]

9. “Finally I can ask the gang! >:3 - Car Car :3 Question one: [To SMG4] Have you keeping in touch with SMG 1 & 2? Question 2: [To Meggy] have you and your gf been? Question 3: [To Mario] Here a spaghetti  🍝 (it totally not spicy 😈) Question 4: [To bob & boopkins] I have not seen you guys in awhile how have you two been?”

[All Canon… especially Mario. L on him.]

10. “I have a question for Eggdog, What do you think of Smg4? Is there anything you do or don't like about him? (I love this story so much! It's really good! Nice work, dude!)”

[Canon in how Eggdog feels about our dear Four]

11. “hay smg4 are you ok buddy I last saw you allmost having a panic attack here barow my hurshy I named him after my lest favorite candy(when I was 2) ive had him ever sens i was a baby I'm 12 now but you need it for a little bit here you go(don't mind that I'm in my stich pj's/Halloween costume)”

[Heh heh He's totally fine guys.]

12. “Question for whomever wants to answer it....is anyone watching over the meme graveyard???”

[Canon to Change in Script Lore and status of Internet Graveyard]

13. “For smg4, I don’t know if anyone has asked this, but what video was 3 gonna help you with? And did you ask him to, or did he offer?”

[Where this AU takes place in the story to Canon SMG4!]

14. “Hey uhh, SMG4, Does Eggdog miss SMG3? Just asking. (Also I love you guys!!! ❤️❤️❤️)”

[Poor Eggdog… Where is his papa?]

[starly-amazing]

Well hello there, Stardust! I feel like I'm in a bit of a predicament and something tells me it's your fault｡:✧˚*:･｡

-Releases another dragon(adjacent) Loop into the wild-

I commissioned the lovely @nycroshears to draw Loop as a Rukemi; one of my OC species that I'm shoving in an AU I've been working on! An AU that started out as a scene that popped in my head when I was falling asleep of a rukemi grabbing Siffrin by the scruff and making them confess to their family...which turned into a massive AU I've been outlining for weeks now.

Rukemis as a species idea are nearing 20 years old at this point! I think it's past time I debut them in more than a few commissions thrown into the uncaring void of tumblr every few years. I'm not going to talk too much about them now; that'll be revealed in the AU itself!

Some more info about Rukemis + closeups below. (ISAT SPOILERS)

Fun facts about rukemis!

They're from a parallel Earth where the meteor that killed the dinosaurs glided past harmlessly.

They're descended from troodonts about 67-68mya who had a whack mutation that caused their front limbs to duplicate. They were very useless at first but others of the species found them SO ATTRACTIVE they ended up thriving and the wings over time evolved to be functional. So they are theropod dinosaurs, like t-rexes, velociraptors, and modern birds.

They evolved sapience not long before humans did after a smaller extinction event wiped out biodiversity in habitats adjacent to their native range.

Before they were relatively unassuming small tree-dwelling creatures similar to primates but with the bonus ability to fly. But with the new free real estate some of them branched out and rapidly evolved much larger sizes and intelligence comparable to our own. Now, they're roughly the size of small horses and stand about as tall as us when they're standing on all fours.

Now, parallel to our Earths, they exist a few hundred years more technologically "advanced" than us.

Their societal development was similar to ours at the start, including the destruction of their Earth's ecosystem, wars, oppression, and other fun things. But after ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ and ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ they managed to rise from the ashes and build a ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮.

It was after they got their collective ▮▮▮▮ together that they gained the power to travel to other parallel Earths, manipulate elements, heal wounds, and ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ their ▮▮▮▮▮ into ▮▮▮▮▮ sophonts upon ▮▮▮▮▮.

Now, many rukemis spend their lives trying to ▮▮▮▮ other ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ not ▮▮▮▮ ▮▮▮▮▮ ▮▮▮▮ up like ▮▮▮▮ ▮▮▮.

Their designs were based on ▮▮▮▮ from ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ▮▮▮▮ and originally looked like your standard middle-schooler's white wolf rainbow wings + horns OC that you can see (here), but after 20ish years of workshopping they're now their own dragon dinosaur species (and are much, much gayer). This design is the most accurate and all others in the link are older versions.

They have three main sexes that are impossible to tell apart at a glance and have a much looser and queerer relationship to "gender" and family.

They generally live in family units of 3-8 adults + their children (now, often including humans and other sophonts) and have a much more relaxed & shifting hierarchy than humans generally do.

They are nice, and soft and warm.

Enter Loop, just a normal rukemi who just wanted to live a normal life as an astronomer working to discover extraterrestrial life on other planets (because finding life on parallel Earths just wasn't cool enough for them). After an ▮▮▮▮▮▮ by a ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ▮▮▮▮▮▮, they were thrown into the world of SASASAAP and eventually runs into Loop Siffrin struggling through their time loops all alone.

Originally, I created a random rukemi to aid ISAT Siffrin through the loops and join the family after they broke free of them. But after developing it for a while I realized I had no idea what to do with Loop so I just fused the two into one and tossed them into the Start Again world to help OG Siffrin instead.

(Sorry yall, this Loop doesn't sparkle as they are made up of flesh and blood and not pure craft energy. They did get some cool "tattoos" some time before coming to SASASAAP world looking like a celestial being, though! They look like the 2nd image to Siffrin. If they had more time they might found some glitter to make a more theatrical entrance.)

Check em out @eggr0ast @starlitmeadows @chipper-smol @dasnercaret @iknowicanbutwhy @morva-doodles @malwarechips @skibblesnek

-Adds another "dragon" Loop to the pile-

[leahnardo-da-veggie]

Introductions (2.1.1)

About me:

↪ Leah, she/her/any pronouns

↪ In my early 20s

↪ Reader, writer, sometime animator and artist

↪ Big cannibalism fan. Huge, really ;)

↪ Been doing martial arts for over a decade

↪Fan of CJ Cherryh

↪I reblog stuff from @leahpardo-pa-potato

My writing:

↪ Generally horror, with sides of fantasy

↪Posted in regular chunks of 500-1k words

↪I love tag games, esp OC ones :)

↪I do mini-series, one-shots, and novels

↪I will love you forever if you send me an ask

↪See my full list of one-shots here and my longer pieces below

My art and animation:

↪Masterpost here

↪Mostly blender 3d animations, though I do a bit of drawing too

↪ Don't expect it quite as often as my writing ;)

↪Just interact here to join the taglist!

WIPs / Longer stories

The Unwanted Visitor: (Completed)

Aida's house has been haunted by a spirit for as long as she can remember. Thing is, she's grown used to her Unwanted Visitor (or Vis, as she likes to call him). So when exorcists come after him, she does what any sane person would: protect her brother friend.

↪ Urban fantasy-comedy, very light-hearted

↪A lot of found family and sibling squabbling

↪If you like teens causing chaos, this is for you!

↪Final bit here

A Perfectly Normal Schoolgirl: (Completed)

All Katherine wants is to eat mortal food, bask in the warmth, and be a normal schoolgirl. But when a boy begs her to help him save her parents, she finds herself fighting for her (and his) life once more.

↪Urban fantasy with a side of horror

↪ Basically an inversion of a bunch of tropes

↪My attempt at writing fantasy without mentioning magic by name

↪Full thing here

Convenience Store Vampire: (Completed)

You'd expect vampires to be imposing and terrifying, masters of the night and princes of darkness. But that's not Davie, no siree. He's stuck down by Sunny Mart, working all day to scrape by. The last thing he wants is any trouble. Unfortunately for him, that's exactly what he's getting.

↪Silly urban fantasy shenanigans

↪ What it says on the tin + slice of life

↪Full thing here

A Tale for A Mouse: (Completed)

Who doesn't like to listen to evil old dark lords monologue about their childhood? Take a seat and come hear the story of the Spirit Emperor, as told by the man himself!

↪Cannibalism. Lots of it. World building too :D

↪High fantasy told via monologue

↪I cannot stress how proud I am of this.

↪Full thing here

Fast Food:

An embarrassment to his entire tribe, Hash is lazy and uninterested in anything. So, when he reaches majority, he gets unceremoniously booted out of home. Follow his adventures through Triworld, as he somehow ends up in every single single conflict across the continent.

↪High fantasy with a side of humour

↪Very heavy Lore™ and Worldbuilding™

↪ My excuse to ramble about fictional history

↪Latest bit here :)

A Tale of Love, Death, and Maggots:

Doc's been wandering through hell for a good twenty years, now. He thought he'd seen it all. He thought he'd felt it all. He thought he'd lost it all. But it turns out love just has a way of crawling back into his chest and breaking his heart again.

↪ Tragedy, fantasy?, horror?, Idk it's a weird little thing

↪I hope you like death because this sure has a lot of it

↪Latest bit here and here's a moodboard of it

Lich-Queen (Completed):

Iraela has all but won: the King of Ceredell and his bride are gone, the cities fallen to her army of undead, and the way to the throne cleared for her. But her coronation, and her sanity threaten to fall apart under the weight of duty. Can she hold it together until she truly becomes Lich-Queen?

↪High, dark fantasy with some horror and gore

↪Watch Ira slowly lose her mind in real-time

↪If you like cannibalism, you'll love this

↪Full thing here

The Novel™ (Mind of a Mercenary):

Luna, Terror of Garvenoi, mind-mage extraordinaire, has been caught at last. Whilst everyone celebrates, she is given an ultimatum: Be an indentured hunter for the government, or die. But when she signs on with them, she finds that perhaps death might have been a better choice...

↪ Urban Fantasy set in a Non-Earth world

↪Starring a sassy, mean-girl villain protagonist

↪Enjoy several hundred pages of Luna trying and failing to run from her duties

↪Find snippets here (find the others on my masterlist of writing)

Finally, my taglist! If you interacted with this post/already asked me to add you, and you don't see yourself here, please remind me! I may have accidentally missed you :')

Oh pls kill me I felt so silly doing this- Anyways bye guys hope to see y'all around don't judge me for this

[galacticstationsblog]

Festival of the Souls / Dead

Via is on her way to her hometown to celebrate a special holiday with her family called the Festival of the Dead, it’s a holiday where the gates of the afterlife are opened for the souls of loved ones to visit their family and friends while the living make altars in their honor, It is a tradition in her family that one member has to play the role of Catrina to lead the dead to the festival, lucky for Via she has been chosen to play the role of Catrina, the nurse freaks out when she is suddenly given this responsibility, so to calm her nerves she decides to invite some friends to give her not only some emotional support but also to share her culture with them.

How to participate

Create a fan card of a canon character or your oc in Festival of the dead wear, use the background that posted on my Tumblr can be any card from Sr to SSR even R

Write some voicelines, such as gacha or homescreen ones.

Make a GROOVY Of your oc or canon character enjoying the festival or meeting the souls of a loved one (may be posted separately or together ).

OPTIONAL: Include a few fun doodles or outfit-related stuff even fanfic.

Post it with the hashtag #FestivaloftheDead, tag (@) me so I can see it, and I’ll share it through my story

Duration: September 20 to November 2

Character joined

Yuki & Grim

Yumi Yozakura

Via Lactea Aubellac

RULES

No NSFW.

No AI.

Your drawing must be your own original work.

Everyone is free to participate! From Ocs to Yuusonas to even canon character,Faculty staff anyone can participate!

(First time making A Fan event Sorry if it looks bad :,V)