#my oc worthy

[figgiforever]

OC alphabet soup:

Some special characters: Q, V, Z, Y, W, X

I checked my notebooks and with surprise (positive) I realised that I have characters for all these letters! All of them are part of Figgiverse. Let's meet them :)

Qeila "Killer" Sichan - [I have mixed feelings about her and she might change in the future but I'll tell you what I have so far about her] Human female. Long, straight, black hair braided in small braids. Many piercings and tattoos. Hourglass body type, thin waist, generously curved hips and chest; she knows how attractive her body is and uses it to her advantage. She's not interested in stable relationships. More importantly, she's also an independent, strong woman. She runs her own mechanical workshop and is so good that Tiggi often uses her services even though Qeila flirts with all of her subordinates (at that time Tiggi serves in Special Ops and leads a small team of clones). I don't know if I'll keep this part but I thought that she would marry Mereel. Just imagine these two flirting with each other shamelessly causing a headaches to everybody in Kyrimorut and then everyone's surprise when they decided to stabilize their lifes and get married. (Fi would have to collect Tiggi's jaw off the floor) They would have 6 extremly pretty, strong and confident daughters.

Viriam Padé - Half mirialan half human female. Her family didn't accept her human side so only her Mirialan side is tattooed (in her case the border between two types of skins divides her body almost perfectly into two sides - human on left and Mirialan on right) so she paints one half of her face to make it fit the other one. She always felt like an outcast until she met a young Jedi - half Togrutan half human - called Tigg and found a new home among Skirata clan. Tigg is a son of clone commando Dev from Yayax squad and Gok'kie, Tiggi's favourite older sister. He's named after Tiggi, obviously. They met accidentally (or by the will of the Force) during one of his missions. Many members of Skirata clan joked that there is a romance sparkling between these two but they stayed friends. Tigg was devoted to Jedi Order and he decided to not start his own family (at this point in Figgiverse Jedi are allowed to be in a relationships but most of them decided to stay unmarried, because it's hard to be a good partner, parent and Jedi at the same time; Tiggi admits that too).

Vuun "Iridia" Kirti - Jedi Knight, Zabrak female. She was given nickname "Iridia" because as a kid she was quite conceited and proud that she is from Iridonia and not Dathomira. As an adult she is composed, scrupulous, disciplined, obedient and a bit rough, especially towards men. There is a childhood trauma behind that. Not many know about this story but Tiggi does (she know many things but mostly keeps them for herself). Once during Clone Wars Iridia has been sent to 501. Legion for inspection, just a regular check-out of the state of the army (and Anakin's competence by the way). Only Dogma was happy about this. Until he realised he fell for this "colder than stones on Orto Plutonia" (as Lio stated) woman. He shouldn't feel attracted towards the Jedi officer and feels very conflicted about this. Fortunately or not Iridia leaves soon. I didn't decide yet how exactly but they will meet again, Dogma will save her during Order 66 and after the war they will get married. I already designed a son for them and I need him in the story in the future so it's sealed, they'll be together, that's their destiny :)

Zijka - light pink Twi'lek female. Tiggi's younger "sister" (another orphan from Coruscant Underworld; she didn't grew up with Tiggi but with the rest of her "siblings" who stayed there). As a kid she got badly hurt - both of her lekku got caught off. She's been outcasted for that and Dewrec took care of her, like he did with Tiggi and other orphans. Zijka was six at that point. It happend shortly after Tiggi left to join Jedi Order. During Clone Wars Zijka has a boyfriend that breaks up with every now and then but she always comes back to him because she's afraid nobody else will ever love her because of her scars. And because she is blindly in love with him. Her siblings try to persuade her out of this toxic relationship but she doesn't listen. It starts to irritate others because she never does her chores - she's either busy preparing for a date with her beloved or crying and depressed because he left her again. She also befriended Laseema at some point before the war so during Triple Zero events Tiggi already knew her through the sister. She also asked Laseema to help them and talk with Zijka. Eventually she manages to end with that toxic relationships. Close to the end of the war she even finds someone more worthy of her love who accepts her as she is... a clone trooper :)

Werda - Etain and Darman's second child, Force sensitive female. More similar to her mother but has black hair and brown eyes. Quiet, composed but deadly mandalorian warrior. As stated in book they planned a second child somewhere close to the end of the Clone Wars. In Figgiverse they decided to wait until they their new life in Kyrimorut gets more stabilized. Besides they already had many poeple to feed and weren't fully independent from outside sources of food. Also other couples wanted to start their own families too. Etain and Darman decided to not be selfish and wait. Which is why Werda was born in 13 BBY. She was always fond of Aku which she showed by throwing her toys at him. After he joined Empire and later came back home she greeted him by standing menacingly at the door in silence, he tried to explain but she rushed to him, kissed him on the lips then punched for leaving her without word. Later they got married and had a daughter named Kebii'tra. She gave him as many troubles as he gave Tiggi but she always obeyed Werda.

Worthy - a clone trooper Tiggi and her squad met during Clone Wars. His battalion got stuck in jungle and thought that their Jedi general left them there. Because of that they were hostile towards Tiggi (or any Jedi that would show up). [insert a scene similar to Order 66 here but with Tiggi]. Fortunately her team assured the suspicious lost soldiers that she is trustworthy. It took them long time to allow her in their camp. During their first shared meal she met Worthy, without a name at that time. She proposed him that name but he refused. He didn't feel worthy of it. Later he got sick but his brothers didn't allow Tiggi to heal him until last minute. She saved him with the Force but it was so exhausting she lost consciousness. Lio was mad at them for not allowing her to do it earlier when it would be easier. He also explained to the healed soldier why she sacrificed herself like this - because he was worth it. After that he took the name she gave him.

Heh, it got too long so I'll put the second part in the reblog.

[musubiki]

timeskip oscar doodle 🌱

[mblue-art]

out w these tall clowns 🌲🌸

[dragon-subway]

”why are they called dogbite?” I hear your wondering. The answer is quite simple, and also very funny

[ninjigma]

Jedi June 2024 Week 3 - Art/Music Master Pia’itzi

It’s important for Pia’itzi to trace his history upon himself, the same way his people displayed their strength and honor through their art, weaponry, scars, and decals. As a Jedi he dedicated his a bit differently, keeping the style of his people’s art while displaying his loyalty. The only scar he has ever donned upon himself though? An honor scar for Master Lex, who now remains with him only through the Force and the teachings he uses every day.

Closer/clear view of the honor scar and tattoo under the cut.

Enjoy!

@jedijune

[agentnatesewell]

Describe your OC as memes! Four or however many - and I picked ten!

Thank you for the tag @lalizah my beloved, and taking darling @gauntlings open tag!

For Surina

Tagging (no pressure!): @nat-seal-well @wayhavenots @carriehobbs @thelionheartedo3 @kibellah @nsewell @detective-odell @itsmistyeyedbi @itsren-again @serenpedac @anticupid16 @codename-mango @grapecaseschoices and YOU! Please tag me if you do this

[mik0is0bored]

Cigarettes and the Holidays

↳JJK oc short fic

Masterlist

Playlist🎧

Fyi: very long! (It took me 7 hours to write, and it's also 8 pages long on Google docs)

Note: Really all it is is that in my English class we had to write smth holiday related and why not right abt mine (Hanako) and a friends(Satsuki) jjk ocs? With angst of course!

Note: it initially starts at the shibuya incident, and it takes awhile to lean into the holidays like early December to the epilogue which is the day of christmas

Description: Hanako and Satsuki thought they'd be best friends forever. They're childhood friends, nothing can separate them. But the night of October 31st, 2018 in Shibuya, their life goes to shit.

Tags: not a lot of swearing (there is only one or two curse words cus this is an assignment for english), LOTS of gore in the flashback after Hanako finds Satsuki, bittersweetness, HEAVY ANGST

November 1st, 2018, 01:54 am

Hanako quietly leaned against the wall, the water droplets hitting her face. She had only moments ago gotten out of a battle alive, only having to cut off her leg to survive.

Hanako wished she hadn't gotten into that fight with Satsuki, then she wouldn't have to forever live with the fact she had insulted her best friend, only for hours later to see her friend leaning her back against the wall, bleeding from several spots on her body.

October 31st, 2018, 20:37 pm

“He said stick together, Hanako!”

“Do you want to have less casualties, and the possibility of us both living, or more casualties? Because if we’re grouped up, we could both die.”

“You’re so pessimistic!”

“I’m being realistic, Satsuki! Because you and I both know there’s a chance of us both dying if we stay together!”

“That is pessimism!”

“You don’t know anything about missions or anything! You're going to be helpless on this mission! Your curse technique is useless!”

Silence fell over the two teenage girls. It was quiet for quite a while before Satsuki spoke, her voice solemn, not its usual teasing yet powerful timbre. “Look, we’re both stressed about this mission and our goal. But although, your idea… about splitting up, I’m not so sure. You know what I’m tryna say?”

Hanako exhaled, knowing Satsuki was right, but she didn't want to admit it. The dark-haired teenager exhaled an exasperated sigh before speaking.

“Mhmm… yeah, I suppose,” Hanako began, hesitating between her sentences before speaking once more, “But if we split up, there's a chance we might save more peopleー” While in the middle of her statement, Satsuki spoke up once more.

“I know you’re stressed, I can practically hear it in your voice,” Satsuki began, running her fingers through her lilac hair before finishing her statement. “But I have a compromise.”

Hanako was about to retaliate before she heard the word “compromise”, her interest was piqued as she raised an eyebrow, hoping Satsuki would continue. Satsuki saw Hanako’s incredulous expression and continued.

“Keep an eye on the time, at 21:20, meet back here, yeah?” Hanako let herself listen to her friend’s words before nodding slowly. “Yeah, meet you back here at 21:20.”

The two girls nodded and gave each other a thumbs up before going their separate waysー but little did the both of them know, it was the last time they would both see each other okay.

November 1st, 2018, 02:37 am

Hanako exhaled, slowly sliding against the wall, trying to drag herself to the infirmary base set up at the start of the attacks. She wasn’t one to usually show her expressions, but right now, how could she not feel emotional?

She had got into a fight with her friend, watched her die in her arms, and had to cut off her leg to survive. Hanako thought that even the strongest of people couldn't hide their emotions after such damage mentally, physically, and emotionally.

She eventually got herself dragged to the makeshift hospital that was set up, and she saw Shoko walk over to her and grab her shoulders.

“Are you okay? Where’s Satsuki?” she heard the older woman say, but Hanako was too emotionally wrecked to respond verbally. The only thing she could do was shake her head, trying to imply what had happened to her best friend.

Shoko noticed this and nodded, helping the 16-year-old girl to one of the cots placed in the city center, before taking out medical supplies to stop the bleeding from where Hanako had cut her leg off.

Hanako felt herself drifting in and out of consciousness, before ultimately falling asleep, her mind replaying everything that had happened in the last few hours.

October 31st, 2018, 23:28 pm

Hanako couldn't find any clocks that she could read, so she began sprinting around the area to find one that wasn't shattered.

She eventually found a readable clock, it had read 23:28 pm. Two hours and eight minutes past when Hanako promised to meet back up with Satsuki.

She began sprinting back to where the two had promised to meet up, only to find that Satsuki wasn’t there.

If that didn’t increase her anxiety levels, what did?

Hanako was now running in any direction, seconds passing like years. Her mind was swarming with thoughts and questions. “Should they have stayed together?” “Did she also lose track of time as well?” “Is she hurt?”

Hanako felt like hours had passed before she eventually came to a stop, seeing Satsuki’s scythe, knowing that Satsuki was somewhere nearby. Her muscles were aching, her body screaming for rest, but she ignored the warning signs and continued to run to find Satsuki.

And then she found her.

Laying against the rubble, Satsuki appeared to have none of her limbs remaining; both arms and legs missing, and a small hole in her side that seemed to go through her entirely. Her face was bloodied and bruised, her hazel eyes closed.

Hanako stood that 10ーor soー feet away from her, feeling like the world around her was crashing down. The dark-haired girl felt her legs beginning to move, starting to walk, then turning into a jog, a run, until she was once again full-on sprinting to her lilac-haired friend.

The closer Hanako got, the more injuries she could see. There was a gash on Satsuki’s forehead, and if it wasn’t noticeable before, Satsuki lay in a pool of her blood.

Hanako raced over to her and slid her knees on the pavement, not caring if she scaped her knees, that her knees were beginning to bleed. This wasn’t about her. Hanako began carefully yet firmly shaking Satsukiーor what remained of herー speaking in an unusual desperate tone.

“Hey. Hey… HEY!” Hanako began speaking, her voice increasing in desperation and volume. “Hey, wake up, open your eyes… come on, open your eyes, Satsuki…” Hanako would continue to shake Satsuki before her hazel eyes opened halfway.

“Hanako, hey,” Satsuki whispered, her voice was faint, and her eyes looked slightly glazed over, causing Hanako’s heart to ache.

Hanako swallowed before responding “Hey, idiot, you took quite the beating.” Hanako forced a fake smile, cringing at her voice and how forced her voice sounded.

Satsuki exhaled quietly, barely shaking her head before speaking “Yeah, totally not, I'm completely uninjured,��

A fond smile graced Hanako’s face before noticing tears falling from Satsuki’s eyes. She was crying. If Hanako could remember, she hadn’t ever seen Satsuki cry, but then again, she wasn’t focused on the past.

Hanako wasn’t usually the vulnerable one out of the two teens, but to hell with it. She felt her hand move some of Satsuki’s blood-dried lilac hair out of her face, knowing exactly who her friend had encountered, who had injured her friend like this but decided against bringing him up.

Hanako closed her eyes before opening them, to see Satsuki’s dull hazel eyes. Hanako opened her mouth to speak, but Satsuki spoke up first, tears streaming down her face.

“I don’t… I dont want to dieー”

Hanako felt her heart squeeze in her chest, knowing how Satsuki had off and on been afraid of dying and hearing the desperation in her friend’s voice didn't help.

Hanako placed her hands in her lap before speaking, “I’m sorry, if there was anything I could do, I would do it, but you’ve lost so much blood.”

Silence fell between the two girls before Satsuki took in a deep breath, looking up at Hanako before speaking, “There’s something in my right pocket, can you get it?” Hanako nodded, carefully reaching into her pocket, grabbing the object in her pocket, before pulling her hand out of the pocket.

What she had found inside Satsuki’s pocket was a cigarette, and Hanako exhaled quietly before looking over Satsuki’s face, an expression saying “Really?”

Satsuki laughed faintly before speaking, her voice slowly fading the more time passed, “In December, I want you to use this.”Hanako didn’t understand why Satsuki wanted her to use cigarettes. Was she losing her memory? Did she forget that Hanako explicitly said she thought cigarettes were gross?

Satsuki smiled, almost as if she wasn’t bleeding to death right now, before speaking “I know you hate it, but only this once, please?”

Hanako exhaled, but this might as well be Satsuki’s dying wish, so she should just roll with it, and follow through. She nodded before speaking, trying to avoid her voice cracking, “Yeah, yeah. I will, I promise.”

“Good,” Satsuki replied, closing her eyes, her breathing slowing down rapidly. Hanako knew that any moment her friend was going to pass on, her heart racing with sadness. Hanako cleared her throat and spoke, her voice wavering slightly.

“I just want you to know that I’m sorry. I don’tー I don’t think your technique is stupid, I dont think any of the things I said. I’m sorry.”

Satsuki opened her hazel eyes, mouthing the words “It’s okay,” and Hanako nodded, her deep blue eyes looking over Satsuki’s face. Hanako didn’t know how much time had passed with the both of them sitting in silence, trying to savor their last moments together.

Hanako closed her eyes for a moment or so before opening them again, turning her gaze to look over to Satsuki, her chest no longer rising and falling. Hanako felt for Satsuki’s pulse on her neck, with no luck.

Hanako inhaled a few deep breaths, taking a few seconds for the situation to set in. After a few minutes, Hanako felt tears rapidly falling from her eyes. She held the cigarette Satsuki had wanted her to have in her hand, being careful not to smash it in her fist.

After a few minutes of sobbing, Hanako collected herself, wiping her eyes and putting the cigarette in her pocket.

November 1st, 2018, 05:19 am

Hanako woke up, looking at her surroundings, feeling a pounding in her head, a headache. She took in a deep breath, noticing she wasn’t lying in the cot she had passed out in…

how long ago had it been?

Hanako continued to look around, finally realizing she was in the infirmary back at school. She looked down at herself, seeing she was wearing a hospital gown. She slowly sat up,ーshe tried to anywayー trying to get a glimpse of outside the window.

All of a sudden, Hanako bit back a scream of pain, feeling a sharp pain in her leg. She moved her hand to her leg, only to feel the blankets against her hand. She looked down, noticing her leg up to her upper thigh, had been fully severed, cut off.

She pulled the covers off, to notice stitches where her leg had been amputated. Slowly, she began to gain her memories of what had happened last night, remembering how she had cut off her leg, how she had lost Satsuki…

Hanako looked over at the side table beside the bed, finding the call button, and shakily pressing the button. Moments later, Shoko stepped into the room. Shoko, noticing Hanako’s face turn from slightly tranquil to worried, spoke.

“Don’t worry Hanako, we retrieved Satsuki’s body, your uniform is being repaired and cleaned, and the cigarette is back in your dorm room.”

Hanako nodded quietly, letting herself relax ever so slightly.

A couple of hours passed, and Hanako asked if she could go outside to look around, and a little bit later, a wheelchair was placed in her room.

Hanako carefully lowered herself into the wheelchair from the bed, wheeling her way outside onto the campus trails. She wheeled past the training grounds, the pond that she and Satsuki would occasionally shove each other into.

Hanako found herself wheeling over to the cemetery, where all students and staff who died on missions were laid to rest.

Hanako looked for Satsuki’s grave, and after a few moments, she found her best friend’s grave under the lilac tree. This caused a faint smile creeping onto Hanako’s face, knowing that Satsuki’s hair had been a lilac purple.

Hanako then noticed it was raining down ash, most likely from the fires the attack from last night had caused. Hanako found this kind of comical, but it made her heart ache at the same time, the lilac tree and the ash reminding her of her best friend.

December 19th, 2018, 15:16 pm

Hanako had her hands stuffed in her pockets, wearing her winter uniform of courseーbecause what person was going to wear a skirt in the middle of winter? ー wearing an ushanka over her messy dark brown hair.

Snowflakes were falling to earth, hitting her with nostalgia, sitting by Satsuki’s grave and watching the ash fall from the sky, almost symbolizing everything somehow. Hanako walked down the path, no longer using a wheelchair.

Yes, after much convincing by Shoko, Hanako allowed herself to request a prosthetic leg. Luckily, her prosthetic leg helped improve her skills on missions and training. Hanako felt slightly more whole again after she got the prosthetic.

Hanako walked past the tree over by the training grounds. Reminiscing a memory the two friends had shared around the holidays in their first year of high school.

December 6th, 2017

The two friends decided to meet up over by the training grounds, Hanako waiting by the tree for Satsuki, standing out in the downfall of snowflakes. About what seemed like hours later (it was more like 10 minutes), Satsuki ran over to Hanako, smiling and waving.

Hanako got a closer look at Satsuki’s hat, an ushanka. Hanako raised an eyebrow at the hat before speaking. “Satsuki, no offense, but what the hell is that?” Satsuki laughed loudly, her hazel eyes reflecting the sun that was bouncing off of the powdery-looking ground.

“It’s an ushanka, translated to ‘ear flap hat!” Satsuki said, her voice bright, causing Hanako to exhale and shake her head, a small smile finding its way onto her face, speaking quietly.

“Let me guess, to keep your ears warm?”

“Yep!”

Hanako laughed quietly, before feeling something cold hit her back, turning around to see Satsuki holding a few snowballs in her arms, exhaling quietly before speaking. “You couldn’t resist, could you?”

Satsuki rolled her eyes before shaking her head, a smile on her face. “Nope,”

December 19th, 2018, 15:20 pm

Hanako smiled quietly to herself, the memory coming to an end, as the winter winds eased any worries she previously had. Now, Hanako was the one wearing Satsuki’s ushanka, noticing that it truly did keep her ears warm.

Hanako let her mind wander, memories she could remember leading up to this moment, walking around the campus in the middle of December, and then she remembered something.

The cigarette that Satsuki had given Hanako just before she died.

Hanako pulled the cigarette from her winter uniform pants pocket, inspecting it carefully, every indent, dirt stain. It truly was the only thing she had left of her friend (although her friend had told Hanako that she could go through her things, Hanako didn’t feel like she was ready to do that yet.)

As Hanako was inspecting the cigarette carefully, she noticed something she hadn’t noticed before, something written in small handwriting, causing Hanako to move the small object closer to her face, reading it carefully and slowly. It read;

“I thought you said cigarettes were disgusting?”

Hanako laughed quietly, feeling her eyes beginning to water, speaking quietly to herself, her voice sounding annoyed, but she wasn’t annoyed in the slightest. “Satsuki, you’re an idiot,”

And as cheesy as what Hanako did next was, she looked up to the sky, shaking her head, mock exasperation in her voice, “You always gotta have the last words, don’t you?” Hanako reached into her pocket to pull out a lighter, as she walked over to the cemetery, and sat beside Satsuki’s grave, and under the lilac tree, listening to the winter silence.

[EPILOGUE] December 25th, 2018

Despite it being Hanako’s first Christmas without a leg, it was also her first Christmas without Satsuki, causing her depression to increase slightly, but regardless of wanting to stay in bed all day and rot, she forced herself out of bed, deciding to not change into her uniform, wearing her new boyfriend’s sweatshirt (which looked slightly oversized on her), and plaid pajama pants.

She brushed her hair and teeth and washed her face just for the heck of it. She exhaled quietly, looking herself over in the mirror. She had bags under her eyes. Her depression wasn't crippling, but some days it got worse, and she didn’t want to get out of bed, but she always forced herself to find a reason.

Hanako eventually gained the courage to go through Satsuki’s thingsー she only went through a small portion of the things in her dormー but found a necklace that Satsuki always wore, the necklace being the shape of a scythe, that looked almost exactly like the one Satsuki always had carried around on missions, and now Hanako wore it, no matter what, she swore to never take it off.

Hanako put on a pair of socks and slipped on her black slides, before placing a hair tie on her wrist, taking a few steps over to her doorknob, closing her eyes for a few seconds before opening the door and stepping out, going out of her dorm into the common room, to meet up with her boyfriend, and the rest of their friends.

Her boyfriend is Yuuta btw🤭🤭

Sorry the urge to write crippling angst got to me😔

Not gonna lie I'm kinda anxious cus dude my English teacher is going to think I'm depressed as hell

↳ well i am (undiagnosed) depressed but not crippling depression yk

My auto correct while righting these bullet points is trying to make me sound grammatically correct and that is NOT how I type...

Anyways I hope besides the crippling depression and angst you liked this♡♡

©mik0is0bored, 2024. Do not translate or copy.

[giantkillerjack]

There is a horror in that moment

The kind that makes most folks look away

That moment

When you realize

The Pain

Will not be stopping.

I'm writing a book in which

The main character goes through the same thing

And I'm stuck because

How do you write a scene like that?

Where do you put it in the story?

When does it finally dawn on him?

Not only the knowledge that

dancing

running

skipping

jumping

walking

fucking

working

adventuring

Living

will never be the same.

But when will it dawn on him that his last day of painlessness was months ago, and he didn't even know it at the time? (didn't even get to say goodbye)

Maybe that's why they say dawn breaks.

Maybe I'm stuck because I've never seen it anywhere else.

(maybe that's why I felt all alone in my mourning)

(maybe that's why I'm writing a book)

I've never seen a story where there were days of pain and days of ease, and then the days without pain got fewer and fewer until one day, it was just

Pain.

And of course my character, he waits

And waits

And waits

And works

And searches

And pleads

And yet the rest of his life

Suddenly stretches before him

Horrifically long, unthinkably long, with the knowledge that from now on,

Every Day Will Be A Pain Day.

Every second

Of every minute

Of every hour day week month year

For forever

For forever

For forever

For forever

For forever

For forever

For forever

How many scenes do I write

of him mourning?

And - before he finds the acceptance that even allows for mourning -

How many scenes of that horrific slow-sudden frantic-panicked suspicion of the truth?

How does one draw (it's a graphic novel) the face of a man (his name is David)

struck with that kind of strangling grief?that choking half-denial?

That silent scream of horror given sound?

How many people tell him they are sure it will be fine even as he feels himself falling further?

How many of them fail to understand until they are gone from his life?

How many times does he blame himself?

How many times is he right?

Don't get me wrong

It's a hopeful story

Really.

It has a happy ending

And that happy ending happens

On a pain day.

I just hope I can tell my story good enough to show

What that means and

Why it matters.

I just hope we can be seen.

[armysethos]

my bestie and i are making guys to experience the horrors :9

he's some guy that was swiped off the street and artificially given 9 lives.... he's vigil's lil experiment that's made up of 8 other guys <3

[frootertooter]

My chunk for my school's 2024 anijam :D

[esaari]

honk

[animatronic-assistant]

Naga Elara

So i went a little more reptilian with it. She is a spotted bush snake. I liked the pattern. She a nice snake. I will color later. I tried. Also look at that naga booty. Lol

[supermarine-silvally]

oops my hand slipped

based on that one SBS Oda did about what Mihawk's daughter might be like and much to my delight the Yara Vibes were on point

[taruruchi]

I was in the middle of doing an assignment and found this in my papers

<3 starting w the cozy vibe drawings

Btw thank u @thehollowwriter for convincing me to post the little drawings I do during class 🥹🫶💖

[grimmzmoth]

imagine a freak ahhhaaaaaaaaaa

FREEEEEAAKKKKK !!!! eek

[tinyfantasminha]

👍