#my sister's oc

[sadies-silly-hellroom75]

Something for my sister that I love and deeply care for. ❤️

@lighteningthebest

[rosie-in-paldea]

I made a new friend! Her name is Gem and we met while making our way to Artazon! We had a picnic and made a sandwich together and we may have added too many ingredients, haha! But it was surprisingly good and we had lots of fun!

Mod Mad-D Nix (changed my name recently): My sister @soulguana and I played together a bit and she created a new character too! Gem is the descendent of Palina and Iscan and is taking some time abroad from Sinnoh. She knows a bit about her ancestors and the clans, but when she mentioned her ancestry offhandedly when getting to know each other, Rosie very eagerly explained that her dad knew them. My sister and I just thought it'd be fun to have these two interact and give them both a new friend!

[chibifox2002]

Something with my sister's ( @randomhyperfixation ) oc Chun and her design of Sun Wukong inspired by a TikTok that made us die laughing from

[jenniesart]

"Once upon a time there was the mighty Nakamura clan, the pride of Engawa City. However, a tragedy happened that shook the clan's honor, causing it to fall apart. Yamato, the last of the Nakamura, went on a journey to find the cause of his clan's disintegration."

Finally, I can now announce that I am starting to develop my universe called The Wandering Dragon, in which I will draw my characters (and my sister's characters). For now, it will be in the form of drawings, or adding additional information to the plot of the universe.

Art by @jenny626 and @jenniesart (both me).

Erik, Bes, Isida (on the left) and Kinryu (on top right) belong to @wildstarfan and @milasartblog (both her).

The rest characters belong to me.

[beloveddawn-blog]

Sass and her parrot.

Fun fact: Sass is short for Sassinak, not a comment on her attitude. She is most certainly also sassy, but that's secondary.

[vyllain]

Mushrome’s sight

[frankenbuggee]

Today we have Solavellan art ft. My sibling’s Inquisitor. 🖤

Drew it for her to get signed by the man himself! (Which is under the cut)

Gareth signed it aaand they even took a print of it home! 🥹 He really liked it too which was nice. Made our days. ✨

[jo-kati]

I drew my child oc with my sister's child oc. They are now best friends as very weird children. Her OC is mute via he doesn't have a mouth but he reads and rights just fine. While my OC has little to no clue about human emotions as he is a little goblin. If he were to go to a doctor he would most likely be diagnosed with autism.

[ayrennaranaaldmeri]

BONUS:

[ro-bee]

can we get a shitten and golf playdate? or are we only allowed a certain number of small adorable children at a time

sure here all the kids

i never realized how many they are someone needs to get spayd

[hell0mega]

as someone who's never had to be in a dorm room, the concept is pretty insane to me. you have to LIVE with a COMPLETE STRANGER... in the SAME ROOM? separate bedrooms is one thing, I've had roommates, but... you're just. sleeping next to some guy. and during the most stressful time in your life. what if they snore? what if they bring someone home? what if you need to... take care of yourself? what if they don't shower enough? like i know I've heard many horror stories regarding dormmates but it's wild to me that it doesn't turn out terrible for every single person

[rosie-in-paldea]

I defeated the grass type gym! Gym Leader Brassius has some really cool sculptures and his battle was really fun! It was neat seeing Sudowoodo as a grass type when he Terastallized it, but luckily my Wooper - now Clodsire! - took care of it!

After that, Gem and I said our temporary goodbyes as we rode off to our next destinations! And her Koraidon is so cool!

[amirasainz]

What about amira was watching a show and it had steamy scenes and Carlos walk in as had a fit, quickly turning it off saying your just a baby, how dare someone make u watch this

Hi my loves. Enjoy reading and send some requests.

-xoxo, Babygirl 💋

P.S.: Shoutout to the person complaining anonymously about how I tag my stories in my requests 😘😘

Just a Baby

Carlos was home for a rare break between races, enjoying some time with his family in Madrid. His sister, Amira, had returned home from university for a few days, and they were both relaxing in the living room. Carlos was in the kitchen, grabbing a snack when he heard the unmistakable sound of a dramatic TV show playing in the background. Amira was deeply immersed in the latest binge-worthy series, curled up on the couch.

The show, however, had taken a rather unexpected turn. A spicy scene appeared on the screen, one that was definitely more "mature" in nature. Just as Amira’s eyes widened, both from surprise and perhaps slight embarrassment, Carlos walked into the room, munching on an apple.

“Amira! What are you watching?!” he exclaimed, nearly choking on his bite.

Amira fumbled with the remote, trying to skip ahead or find the mute button, her face flushing a bit. “It’s just a show, Carlitos. Relax! It’s nothing,” she said, desperately trying to act nonchalant as she struggled to fast forward through the scene.

Carlos marched over and snatched the remote out of her hand. "Nada?! Amira, I saw what was on the screen. You shouldn't be watching things like this! You’re still just a baby!"

Amira rolled her eyes, already anticipating what was about to come. “Carlos, I’m 21. I’m not a baby anymore,” she said, crossing her arms defiantly.

Carlos shook his head, pacing in front of the TV like a concerned father. "21? Oh, please. You still have a teddy bear in your room!" he pointed out, hoping to strengthen his case. "This... this stuff is for adults."

“News flash, genius,” Amira shot back, “I am an adult.”

Carlos’ eyes widened dramatically, as though she’d said something preposterous. “You? An adult?” He let out a chuckle. "Amira, come on. Last week you were asking me to help you change the light bulb in your room because you were scared you’d break it. That doesn’t scream ‘adult’ to me!”

Amira glared at him. “That was because it was really high up and I didn’t have a step stool!” she defended herself, her cheeks turning even pinker. “Besides, what’s the big deal? You’re acting like I haven’t seen—”

“Don’t. Even. Say it,” Carlos interrupted, waving his hands in the air like he was trying to ward off evil spirits. “I don’t want to hear that you’ve seen anything like that. It’s disgusting. Unbelievable. You're practically a baby. You should be watching cartoons or... or... I don't know, baking shows!”

Amira couldn’t help but laugh now, the absurdity of the situation catching up to her. “Baking shows? Are you serious, Carlitos?”

“Or documentaries!” Carlos added, as if he’d had a sudden epiphany. “Something educational, you know. Not… this.”

Amira threw her hands up. “Fine. Next time, I’ll be sure to watch ‘The History of Bread’ just to satisfy you.”

Carlos squinted at her, pointing the remote at the TV and clicking the power button. “You know what, I think I need to start reviewing your shows before you watch them. Like, as a precaution,” he said, sounding very serious.

Amira was now completely exasperated. "What, are you gonna start putting parental controls on the TV?"

"Don't tempt me," he said, raising an eyebrow.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

The following weekend, Carlos was back in the paddock for the next Grand Prix, catching up with his fellow drivers. During a quiet moment in the hospitality area, he found himself relaying the entire incident to his teammate and good friend, Lando.

“So I walk in, and she’s watching this... this show,” Carlos explained animatedly, “and there’s this completely inappropriate scene playing. I mean, come on, Amira’s too young for that stuff.”

Lando listened with a grin spreading across his face, clearly enjoying Carlos’ overprotective older brother antics. “Wait,” he interrupted, holding up a hand to stop Carlos mid-rant. “Isn’t Amira 21 now?”

Carlos nodded vehemently. “Sí, but that doesn’t mean anything. She’s still practically a child, Lando.”

“Practically?” Lando’s grin grew wider. “Mate, she’s an adult. You know that, right?”

Carlos folded his arms and huffed. “She’s not mature enough to be watching that kind of content. I need to protect her.”

Lando chuckled mischievously, his eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. “So… you think she’d do that with me?” he said casually, raising his eyebrows with a cheeky smirk.

Carlos’ reaction was instantaneous. “¿Qué? What did you just say?” His eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched.

Lando, who knew exactly what he was doing, leaned back in his chair and stretched nonchalantly. “I mean, if she’s watching stuff like that, maybe she’s… you know… open to trying things. I could—”

Before Lando could finish, Carlos had already lunged across the table, his hands outstretched toward Lando’s neck. “¡Eres un idiota!” Carlos shouted as Lando sprang to his feet, barely avoiding Carlos' grip.

Lando’s laugh echoed down the paddock as he sprinted away, Carlos hot on his heels. “It was just a joke, mate!” Lando called back over his shoulder, dodging past a stack of tires.

“I’m going to kill you, Norris!” Carlos yelled, weaving through a group of engineers who quickly parted, sensing the chaos approaching.

Drivers and team members looked on in bewilderment as the scene unfolded. Lando dashed past Max, who raised an eyebrow. “What did you do this time?” Max asked dryly.

“Nothing!” Lando managed to get out between breaths. “Just complimented Carlos’ sister!”

Max’s face broke into a rare grin. “Good luck with that,” he said, stepping aside to let Carlos barrel past.

The chase continued all the way to the garage area, where Lando finally ducked behind a stack of equipment cases, hoping Carlos would lose sight of him. But Carlos was relentless, storming up and down the aisle.

“Come out and face me, coward!” Carlos called, his voice filled with mock fury. “Or are you afraid of what I’m going to do to you?”

Lando peeked out from behind a tire rack, his face still lit up with that boyish grin. “Okay, okay, I surrender! You win!” he said, throwing his hands up in mock defeat. “Amira’s off-limits, I swear!”

Carlos, still catching his breath, pointed a finger at Lando. “If you so much as look at her, I will personally make sure you have to drive the car with three wheels, understood?”

Lando nodded, unable to keep a straight face. “Got it, boss,” he said, giving Carlos a mock salute. “You’re such a protective big brother, though. It’s actually kind of cute.”

Carlos groaned, rubbing a hand across his face. “Cute? I’ll show you cute,” he muttered, giving Lando one last glare before finally walking off.

As Carlos walked away, Lando whispered under his breath, “Bet Amira would say I’m cute, though…”

Carlos spun around one last time, but Lando had already disappeared, leaving Carlos shaking his head and muttering something about British troublemakers.

[artist-rat]

nothing new, just average skyrim experience

[kabukiaku]

bunch of ko-fi commissions! 💜

[tricoufamily]

just some ivy league kids trying to figure out necromancy