#oc ethie

[yeehawbvby]

Dropping in out of nowhere here to ask YOU! yes you dear blogger, about your ocs. Please tell me about em :3

OH BOY I have so many uhhh. I'll just give a quick rundown + lore posts for the OCs who have one, since you didn’t ask anything specific :D May or may not put this in my pinned as a general OC masterlist too while I'm at it

Pokemon -> Max - Lore post + Visual reference - 25-30 years old, lives in Galar. She works as a gym trainer, first at the Dark gym and then in Circhester's Ice gym. She prefers Ghost types above all else but she's pretty well-rounded! She’s sweet and timid but also a little gremlin and I love her dearly

TLoZ -> Ethie - Lore post - Something about soulmates through time or whatever with Link (platonic or romantic, depending on the timeline). Descendent of Malon, although I might change her canon so that she just was Malon lol. She's also Beedle's sister! Most of the lore I've established is of BotW/TotK times, where she's a traveling blacksmith with a home-base in Hateno.

Spiderverse -> Apple Spider - Lore post + Visual Reference - A little shit who accidentally ruined her canon and destroyed her earth. Now she lives permanently in Nueva York/in the Spider Society building. She's a master in the art of being annoying but lovable, and takes on kinda the wine aunt/bestie cousin role for a bunch of the younger Spiders.

Sun Haven -> Autumn - Visual reference - Half-moth amari (amari are anthros, basically), and half-elf! She's gentle and kind. Loves just hanging out with her animals and helping people around each city, rather than actually doing much farming. Winds up making permanent residence in Nel'Vari, a hidden elven village west of Sun Haven.

Sun Haven -> Marlowe

- An aquatic amari of the shark variety! Kind of a piece of shit unless you’re important to them. They’re messy and loud and blunt but they’d literally do anything for those they care about (in the end, though, the person they care for most is themself). Moved to Sun Haven to be closer to water and become a monster hunter and adventurer. They were previously a tattoo artist in The Big City

Baldur's Gate 3 -> Lilith - Visual reference - A resistance Durge! Was besties with Orin and on the verge of marriage with Gortash before being lobotomized and tadpoled. Now she just wants to right her wrongs, or whatever -- she's absolutely horrified by her Urge.

Baldur's Gate 3 -> Aether - Another Durge! Same past as Lilith, except during the events of the game, she begins sorta morally grey and evolves into a frickin monster. She's one of those "I'll hurt everyone except the people I love types," and genuinely wanted to rule Baldur's Gate alongside Gortash. After The Brain(tm) offed him though she kinda just went apeshit and embraced Bhaal.

Pikmin 4 -> Ed - Visual reference - I don't have much lore for her lol.. she mostly does night expeditions because she prefers to be nocturnal and likes hanging out with the glow pikmin. She's super sweet but bad at expressing her feelings, so nobody really knows it unless they give her a chance to open up! Her affection can come off as aggression but she just doesn’t really know how to portray herself

FFXV -> Mari Vitrum

- “One of the guys,” but not in an annoying pick-me kind of way and more so the constantly-being-a-little-shit kind of way. She was a close friend of Gladio’s from childhood, which is how she met Noctis and eventually became part of his crew. She’s not a fan of Ignis (except for his cooking) so they kinda just tolerate each other lol, she and Noct bicker like siblings, and she’s besties with Gladio and Prompto. She prefers to fight with daggers, taking more of an assassin approach and fights SUPER recklessly. Will easily have to use several phoenix downs during tougher battles, partially bc she gets dagger-happy and partially because if anyone’s gonna die, she’d rather it be her than her friends.

Stardew Valley -> Elise

- Partial visual, since I haven’t drawn her fully yet

- A lot like Sebastian in that she’s spent most of her life staying indoors nerding out, looks almost sickly pale, and wears black hoodies a lot. She only moved to Pelican Town to escape Joja and Zuzu’s high rent, really. She’s more focused on having a ton of animals (mostly to hang out with) and only keeps a few small patches of crops. Has her nose pierced and 3 ear piercings on her right side, but only 1 ear piercing on her left, in short because she got lazy. She has a vampire bite tattoo on the left side of her neck and constantly gets roasted for it (she goes along with it like a champ), as well as a sloppy self-made stick and poke tattoo over some self harm scars that says “I lived, bitch.” Still unsure of where I’m gonna plop that down on her

Fields of Mistria -> Kimi and December

-> a link to their intro post <-

[harmonyverendez]

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐀 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 | Song Of Crimson Nile ( One -Shot )

Harmony reaches for the crown and places it on her head. Soft murmurs were heard throughout the audience. She knew what they were thinking. She? A lost person was wearing a crown. It was almost a slap to the face.

But did she care? No, she did not. The man in front of her bowed, and so did the rest of the room.

A few of her friends clapped, while some look shocked. It was still new to them, that she was a lost princess.

Well more so of a runaway, she didn't not believe in politics and all that other witchcraft.

“ May I present, Queen Ana Adel, Queen of Memphis and ruler of all” The priest said.

The room stood up and clapped, Harmony could tell they were fake, no one wanted her there.

Only her friend's claps were real.

That almost made her cry. She walked to her throne and sat down, her father and mother were no longer ruling over the castle.

Why?.

Because she had killed them, and that was how she liked it.

She would be the only one in power, and it would stay like that for a very long time.

Looking around the room, Harmony felt at home. A smile slowly lifts on her face, she was truly at home.

No more dangerous mission, just peace and home.....

All hail the queen....

😈😈😈

[breakers-of-dogma]

ART BY: MIEOIII

[sumnantics]

[chop37]

oh my god my poor neglected jojos oc ,, my boy ,,

i drew this like fuckinf 4ever ago here

2019??? I NEED TO REDRAW THIS WHAT

[ethien]

My head is full of her ♥

still need to work out some history things for her - but I already wrote one shots with her lol

[farewell-in-veil]

learning gias stick lore and just looking pathetically at my sticks like. what the fuck are yuo things

[solinarimoon]

I thoroughly enjoyed your ending for this! The setting and descriptions and emotions and everything! 🧡🧡🧡

The One Where Ethy Finds Out:

Part 3:

Click on the moodboard for better quality! Pictures sourced off Google images and Pinterest, but the moodboard is of my own creation.

Finally here's part 3 to @emilyhufflepufftlk 300 follower challenge. I got there eventually, sorry its so late! 🙈

A massive thank you to @axe-does-writing for beta reading this for me, you're amazing! 💕

Warnings: angst, fluff, spoilers for Finan's past, Finan's undeserving complex.

Part 1 Part 2

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The sun was setting by the time Finan, with the help of a few cups of ale, had gathered enough courage to even contemplate approaching Ethy that evening.

The two bonfires had been blazing away for the past hour or so, the livestock had already been driven between the two fires and put back in their pens, allowing for feasting, drinking and dancing to take place for the rest of the night.  No doubt there would be a few sore heads in the morning, his own included.

Finan had been in a sombre mood since Uhtred had talked to him that afternoon, and all he had managed to do in the time since then, was work himself into a state of constant anxiety. He was halfway down his fourth, or was it his fifth? cup of ale already, and had been watching Ethy as she laughed and danced about the flames.  His breath had caught in his throat when he had first caught sight of her that evening.  She had chosen to wear one of her best dresses. It was one of his favourites on her, the light blue of the fabric perfectly matched her eyes.  A flower crown rested upon her head, and the way the oranges of the setting sun and the dancing flames shone off her hair made it look like she was glowing.  She looked stunning; he was content to watch her having her fun for a time, with a content smile on his lips, despite the guilt and nerves that were tugging at his heart.  He couldn't bring himself to ruin her good mood just yet.

But as the evening wore on, and the further down his ale he got, he realised the more he needed to talk to her, and that ever-present feeling of anxiety came clawing back, turning his stomach.

As the next dance came to its end and Ethy moved away to retrieve a drink, Finan decided that it was now or never.

Downing what remained of his own drink and casting the cup aside, he started making his way over to her. He swore he couldn't remember being this nervous before, even before marching off into battle.

She must have sensed his movement out of the corner of her eye; he was only a few paces away from her when she turned to look directly at him. He could only watch as the beaming smile that had occupied her face only moments before fell, replaced by what he could only hope was just a look of nerves. He absolutely hated it.

He wanted to be the one who made her smile, he wanted to be the reason she laughed until her eyes watered and her cheeks ached, and the reason her eyes lit up whenever he was close.  He wanted to be the one she turned to when she needed comfort, to be there for her and celebrate their triumphs together, to simply wake up and fall asleep next to her.  He wanted to be by her side through it all.  

He wanted everything with her.  

No matter how selfish he knew that was, especially given what he was about to tell her.  He had no right to wish for anything beyond forgiveness at this point.

Either way, he knew he still had to tell her, it wasn’t for him to decide what she deserved.  That was up to her now.

She offered him a small smile as he came to a stop a couple of paces from her.  He returned the smile, both of them knowing what was coming next wouldn't be easy.

"Can I talk to ya?  In private?"  He added, eyeing the group of elderly women who stood not far behind Ethy's left shoulder, not-so-subtly eavesdropping on their conversation.

She turned to follow his gaze, seeing the problem, before she faced him once more. 

"Sure." She nodded, walking away to the far end of the field where there were fewer people, not looking back to see if he followed.

They stopped about halfway down the field, the blazing fires still in view, the noise of the festivities echoed faintly down to them, but they were far enough away not to be interrupted.

Ethy turned to him, a faint blush on her cheeks, avoiding his eye.

"Ethy, I…"

"Wait", She interrupted.  "I just wanted to say I'm sorry.  I asked you to talk about something you were not ready to talk of, and I shouldn't have pushed you to.  It was insensitive of me.  Heaven knows you were patient enough with me!  I am sorry - truly I am.  You do not have to tell me anything you do not want to, but I will be here to listen when and if you are ever ready to do so…"

Shaking his head at her, he gently took her by her shoulders to steady her.  How could she believe she was at fault for any of this?  It was his own behaviour that was out of line for the way he reacted, and yet she was the one who felt the need to apologise to him.

"None of this is your fault, ya don't need to apologise for anythin'."  He told her vehemently, his eyes boring into hers.

She merely blinked back at him, not expecting such a strong reaction.  Whatever had been bothering him, it had him tense, coiled like a spring.  She could sense the anxiety rolling off him in waves.

Realising he had been staring at her for a little longer than was probably appropriate, and noticing his grip on her shoulders had become a little too tight, Finan let her go, took a step back and cleared his throat.

"What can I do to help?"  She asked, her eyes rounded with concern.

He ran a hand through his beard as he recentered himself.

"Just listen to what I have to tell ya' and don't ask questions until I'm done.  And know that whatever you decide after this… I'll completely understand."

"Ok…" She agreed hesitantly.

With a final nod of his head, Finan steeled himself, his eyes darting from her toward the festivities at the far end of the field, not sure he could look her in the eye as he laid his secrets out for her.

"My past - my life in Ireland was not a pretty one, and I have done some stupid and unforgivable things."  He paused, trying to collect himself.  He looked down when he felt something brush against his hand to find Ethy had taken it in her own, giving it a soft squeeze.  His gaze rose to her face, where a soft encouraging smile pulled at her lips. He could do this.  He had to do this.  For her.  He squeezed her hand in return.

"I was a Prince in one of the kingdoms, I was set to inherit the throne.  I did no' want any of it.  My whole life had already been planned out for me.  I had an arranged marriage, to a lass named Riona, we were both young and neither of us loved each other, but we had our duty to fulfill and she was a kind woman…" his heart dropped when he felt Ethy's hand pull from his own.

"You were married?"  She gasped.

"Aye", He huffed, his heart constricted knowing that what he was to tell her next would only hurt her more.  "Married with two sons."  Tears rose unbidden to his eyes at the thought of the two young boys he had left behind, forced to grow up fatherless, if his brother had allowed them to survive.  All because of his stupid mistakes.  His own selfish heart.  He gritted his teeth to stop the tears from falling, swallowing the lump he could feel starting to form in his throat.  He had more of his story to tell yet.

He watched as Ethy's breathing picked up slightly, her eyes fixed on a patch of grass at her feet.  She dragged her bottom lip through her teeth, as she was often prone to do when in deep thought.  Eventually, she looked at him, opening her mouth as if to ask something before seeming to think better of it, letting out a sigh.  Her arms folded across her middle, and after a minuscule nod of her head, her gaze settled somewhere over his left shoulder, not quite looking directly at him, but it was enough that he took it as his sign to continue.

"Like I said, neither of us loved each other… she did no' deserve what I put her through.  None of 'em did."  His accent grew thicker, regret dripping from every word.

"A few years down the line, my brother, Conall, introduced us to his new wife; A dairy maid from one of the local towns.  Her name was Aine.  I fell so hard and fast for her.  We were so convinced we loved each other.  But I was young, and I was a fool.  A stupid, stupid fool.  We knew we could no' be happy together in the castle.  So we made plans to run away together.  We headed south, we lasted three days before they caught us and dragged us back in chains."  His expression turned dark in that moment, the demons that had been torturing him for so long showing themselves in his face.

"I abandoned everythin' - my duty, my wife, my sons.  And for what? A selfish, hopeless dream of a life I knew would not last."  Bitterness laced his words.

"What happened?  After you were caught?"  Ethy asked shyly, almost dreading the answer.  

"We were imprisoned for a time."  He started flatly.  Watching his memories play back behind his eyes, it was almost as if it had happened to someone else.  But the feelings were still raw, even now.  He clenched his eyes shut, wanting to banish the images from his mind. 

"We were eventually dragged into the court, where I was made to watch as she was flogged.  They would not stop, no matter how much I begged them to, they did not stop.  They eventually slit her throat.  My brother called it mercy - an execution for treason.  Her screams will forever haunt me.  I did that to her.  It was my actions that resulted in her death.  He took the crown and my wife as his own.  I don't know if he kept my sons alive or not - they would have a rightful claim to the throne, with luck they might have been put in a monastery somewhere.  You already know how he saw fit to punish me."  The tears were freely running down his face now, a cynical smile curling at the corner of his lips.

A look of realisation swept over Ethy's features.  "The slave ship."

He nodded.  "Aye.  Three Winters pulling at the oar, spending every minute regretting and paying for what I did.  It didn't feel like enough.  It will never be enough."

A silence fell between the two of them, even the noise from the festivities seemed dimmed.

Ethy sighed through her nose, and turned to face him fully, her arms still crossed protectively across her chest.  The shock that had filled her eyes had mostly drained away, leaving behind a sadness that Finan didn't know how to respond to. He looked away.

"Finan, look at me."  She asked gently.

"Look at me."  She repeated, firmer this time when he refused.

As soon as his eyes connected with hers, he saw a fire ignite behind her irises he had not expected.  She took a step closer to him.

"This is why you ran from me, wasn't it?  Not because you did not wish to tell me, but because you are still carrying the guilt of what happened on your shoulders.  Because you think that you do not deserve happiness, even when it is standing right in front of you, just waiting for you to take it."

It would never cease to amaze him how effortlessly she could get straight to the heart of the matter.  How it was that she could cut through all the information he had loaded her with, for her to shove aside her own feelings and opinions and hit the nail on the head so accurately.

He did not know what to say to her, after letting the floodgates open, it was as if all his words had finally run dry.  Any words he had thought to say only got stuck in his throat.  So he remained silent, his jaw clenching so tight it was almost painful.

Ethy finally took that final step closer to him, so close that he had to look down to see her face properly.  Her arms unfolded and she placed both hands on his cheeks, her thumbs wiping away the tears that had settled there.  He could not help but lean into her touch.

"The man I know deserves more happiness than I can ever express.  The man who is so brave, so loyal.  The man who loves with such a big heart and so wholly that he would sacrifice everything to protect his friends and family.  That man does not deserve punishment or to spend the rest of his days alone.  He deserves every ounce of respect, adoration and love.  And I give that to you unreservedly and in abundance."

Finan could hardly believe what he was hearing, his heart racing hardly daring to hope that after everything… his breath stuttered at the thought. He gently grabbed her wrists, leaning his face away from her grasp.

"I abandoned my family - that is no small thing."  He reminded her.  Fresh tears welled in his eyes, and yet he could not help the small spark of hope he could feel arising in his chest.

Ethy only calmly held his gaze, no trace of bitterness, hatred, or blame to be found.

"And would you abandon us?  My family and I?  Your friends?"  She let him hold her wrists between his hands, his grip turning as hard as his gaze at her question. 

"There is no force on heaven or earth that could get me to leave your side." 

That was a vow she believed.

She nodded with a smile. "I know." She whispered. "Finan - I will not hold you to a mistake you made in your youth, especially one made in the name of love.  We both know what it is like to be held captive to our fates, to do our duty.  Now we are free to go where we please, to do as we please."  She shifted her hands so that she held his between her own, squeezing them tight. "To love where we please."

His heart was fit to burst, tears falling freely down his face as disbelief drowned him.  He held nothing but love for this unbelievable, incredible, beautiful woman before him.

"Thank God for you."  He breathed.

Ethy laughed, a few tears of her own burning in her eyes.  He looked as if the world had been taken off his shoulders, his relief palpable.  

Finan bent his head forward, resting his forehead against hers, eyes falling closed, as they both took in the moment.

"I love you", He heard her whisper.  He opened his eyes, finding her already watching him, at this distance, he was able to find every shade of blue in her eyes.

"And God only knows how much I love you, mo grá."

And he could no longer contain himself.  He leant in, crashing his lips to hers in a fierce kiss, pouring every emotion he could not put into words into the action. One of his hands moved to cradle the back of her head, his fingers tangled in her hair and her flower crown became askew at the movement.

She responded to the kiss with equal passion, her now free hand gripping his shoulder to steady herself.  She could taste the remainder of sweet ale on his lips, mixed with the salt of his dried tears, but it was perfect nonetheless.  Neither of them wanted to be the first to part.

Eventually, the need to breathe started burning their lungs, forcing them to part.  They remained close, he nuzzled his nose against hers, their laboured breathing mingling in the space between them and a grin spread across his lips as he observed the pretty shade of pink she had turned.  He stole another peck from her.  And another, and another.  Absorbed in the taste of her sweet lips.

As he was about to steal another kiss from her, he felt Ethy’s fingers press against his lips, preventing him from going any further.

She giggled as he proceeded to pout against her fingers.

"I believe you still owe me a dance."  She raised an eyebrow at him.

He hummed, pulling up to his full height and moving to straighten the crown of flowers that still lay crooked on her golden locks.

"I suppose I do."  He smirked, his tone low, and rich as velvet. With exaggerated movements he stepped backwards, immediately missing her warmth, he bowed low and offered his hand.

"Would you do me the honour?"

Ethy failed miserably at containing her smile at his antics.  With a laugh she curtsied, delicately placing her hand in his own.  "I would love to."

She turned, pulling him by the hand to walk back up the field toward where the two fires were still blazing, the flames reaching toward the inky sky now filled with stars.  She stopped abruptly when he did not move, and instead, he pulled her backwards, causing her to trip lightly into his chest.

"Should we not go back to the festival?"  She asked in confusion.

He shook his head lightly.  "I have everythin' I need righ' here." 

He lifted their joined hands, and turned her so that she spun under his arm, before coming to rest in front of him, his other arm coming to rest comfortably around her waist.  They shared a soft smile.  

He held her close as he began to rock them back and forth, dancing together to music only they could hear.

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Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed it!

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[etheries1015]

Here's a little thing I drew of my TwstSona Ethie and a chart of what I think of each character and how I think each character would think of me that nobody asked for Hehe

To be clear, it's kinda hard to tell the difference between the reds, but there is NO romantic love on here. Since I'm always hopping between characters... I preferred the crush headcannons versus returned love heuheu.

and to be clear, I'm still learning how to draw (especially digitally) so please be nice <3

Here is the blank I used <3 Feel free to show off yours, too!! I love OC's and TwstSonas hehe. And tell me if you have any questions!! Let's have a convo!!

[kuroonehalf]

Ethy. OC CM for @Captainloli69!

[yeehawbvby]

TIME FOR THE ETHIE (my tloz oc) INFO THAT NONE OF YOU ASKED FOR because my adoration for botw/totk is so fucking strong rn!!!!

Putting it under a cut bc longpost go brrr

General lore:

- In every life she has, she’s Beedle’s sister, and they’re almost always besties!! While they often have different lifestyles they still make time to hang out

- Ethie and Link have some kinda soulmate thing going on, whether it’s just as friends or as something more romantic. In every timeline though, Ethie crushes on him hard

- Sometimes she’s more stereotypically domestic like in the Windwaker or Skyward Sword timelines, but oftentimes she winds up being devoted to a craft of some sort!

- She’s tiny, like, even shorter than Link. Gets mistaken for a child a lot bc of this (just like me fr)

- Super strong!! Always!

- Loves nature, loves bugs, doesn’t always love fighting but is very good at it anyway. More into light swords than anything, but is very good with a bow and arrow too

- Her horse of choice (if she has one) is usually named after a food, not keeping a consistent name like Epona

- Autistic because obviously

BotW:

- Ethie is a blacksmith! She lives in one of the Bolson homes in Hateno (although the layout is a little different in my HC)

- She travels often, making deliveries all over Hyrule rather than having her customers need to come to her. She enjoys it, especially loving being able to explore for ores/materials and stay at the cozy stables

- She has a horse named Parsnip, because her color scheme matches one (She tames Zelda's old horse, thinking it's just another random wild horse lmao)

- Her parents are farmers that also live in Hateno, and she meets Link while they’re ogling over the Hero of Hyrule coming to their little village (her dad instantly recognized him, but her mom was skeptical and had to warm up to the idea of it really being him a bit)

- They hit it off as buddies and travel together, since Ethie usually has deliveries to make wherever Link is going anyway

- She’s small and angry and easy to tease, like a chihuahua, but like she has to be if she wants to get by looking like an easy prey for monsters and creeps!!

- Because of this, when she starts having feelings for Link, she gets tsundere about it. Because of course she does!! She feels scared and vulnerable and she’s never rly been the romantic type

- Speaking of which, in BotW times, Link and Ethie never “get together” (they don’t do anything beyond hugging and holding hands sometimes), but they’re both crazy about each other. They’re just fucking idiots and can’t see that the other reciprocates

- When Link goes to fight Ganon, she goes with him. After, Zelda offers for Ethie to be her personal knight as well, given how good of a fighter Ethie is (and also just wanting some female companionship rather than being stuck with Link all the time again lmao)

- Ethie declines, but agrees to go on more important/dangerous trips with Zelda and Link when need be

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TotK:

- Ethie goes with Link and Zelda the day they “disappear.” Didn’t fall in the hole with Zelda, watched awestruck as Rauru just suddenly appeared to save Link

- She waits on the Sky Island for Link to wake up/Zelda to hopefully come back. At this point she and Zelda are close friends, so she’s just as worried about her, but is mostly focused on making sure Link doesn’t literally die

- Rauru obviously helps Ethie learn how to live (without a cool hand or magic or whatever) on the islands, and even helps her find or make her own cool Zonai clothes to wear

- They become close friends!! Rauru actually enjoys her company a lot more than Ethie realizes (he’s mostly excited to have a friend that isn’t dead or a robot though fkdkvemdkw)

- When Link finally wakes up, she helps Rauru teach Link how to get by. When they’re back on mainland, she accompanies him the whole journey to find Zelda, putting her smithing duties (aside from experimenting with ancient weapons she learned about in the sky) on hold until further notice

[chromaji]

the "OC version" of my OtL story (the one where zan & sieg are dragons... the world is actually called Kavastra so i'll be calling it that from here on) is fun to think about bc there's so many little changes in the characters due to the entirely different world and lore.

For example, Ylva & Siegril are actually part of the same group of bounty hunters and have more of an actual friendship than in OtL.

While Ylva wants to be friendly to him OtL, she also really doesnt fw Siegril's first instinct being to threaten or suggest hurting people, and they have occasional arguments over it. Ylva's always mildly uncomfortable around Siegril despite outward appearances. Meanwhile Siegril actually thinks she considers him a good friend with no issue because of her outward appearance/positivity.

In "Kavastra", Ylva & Siegril are more open to calling themselves friends, and while Ylva still doesn't like the intensity of Siegril's "act first talk later" approach, they're in a field where they sometimes have to kill people so it's more expected.

Ylva in Kavastra is a farm girl down on her luck & trying to help her family. She eventually gets into the freelance scene with Wing, which leads into them getting involved in the bounty hunting group managed by Ethis and Adhara, which Siegril is a part of.

[astroboots]

Re reading EYEM because that’s what I do and I just love reading it again and finding little details I missed before. Like when did Miguel realizes OC was his wife in this universe? I could just see him going rigid after hearing her voice and asking himself if he really just hear what he thought he heard. Then staring at her in shock, maybe thinking that’s why she felt so familiar in his arms when he caught her, and finally reaching down grabbing her shoulders and being like “wtf this is my girl?! Did I just save my wife in this universe??” And just going thru the motions??? Chef’s kiss. Meanwhile homegirl is like “am I supposed to tip this guy? Why is he just standing there staring at me??” Gets me every time.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOF reading this made me giddy and had me rereading my own chapter one lol!!! but yes that is exactly his reaction!

thinking that’s why she felt so familiar in his arms when he caught her,

!!! THE WAY THIS MADE ME YEARN!!! ooooof... and also the aaaaaccuracy!!! but i love and was laughing my ass off at your ask because just imagin ethis poor guy having an existential crisis because the love of his life, his wife that he has missed and thought of every night is in front of him and he doesn't know how to handle this and meanwhile reader is just like: ooh this is a bit awkward lol.

thank you so much for sharing this ask with me! i loved it

[sumnantics]

[shuruzy]

Do you have heights for your EO ocs? I'm most curious about Zandiel's but feel free to add any you like!

Yeah! Zandiel is 5'8", but I also have heights for nearly all of my EO OCs in the OtL series! From shortest to tallest:

Kor: 2’8”

Ruto: 3’0”

Siegril: 5′4″

Yun: 5′6″

Prielle: 5′6″

Kaida: 5′7″

Uriel: 5′8″

Zandiel: 5′8″

Biscotti: 5′8″

Gaile: 5’9” (6’1” if ears are up)

Ylva: 5′9″

Ethis: 5′10″

Sheria: 5′10″

Ruki: 5′10” (6′5″ if ears are up)

Tyr: 5’11”

Jaune: 6’0” (6’6” if ears are up)

Flynn: 6’0”

Francesca: 6’1”

Luxes: 6’1”

Leonidas: 6’2”

Tenmaar: 6′6″ (6′9″ if ears are up)

Adhara: 6’6”

Alverion: 6′10″

[ethien]

Sayori, my fox goddess ♥

A very old OC of mine, I think I made her in...2017? Idk, have to find the old drawing.

At first, her outfit was supposed to be more traditional. But when I tried giving her the digital showtime she deserves, I hated her outfit. So, she got a complettly redesign. But I used the original colors from her first outfit.

But yeah, say hi to my old Baby.