#oc: aegir

[coffehbeans]

Sinking Chips Chapter 1

Okay I'm done editing, new story aaaaaahh

This is the story written after the result of this poll! Thanks sm for voting and for your patience! It took a looong while aaaaah

These two characters are very dear to me. They're one of my oldest g/t ocs alongside Juhren and Sunflower, and I've even made art for them years ago. (funny how I said back then that I'd write about them soon and it took me SIX FREAKING YEARS)

Anyway, I'm very happy to finally share a snippet of their story! Enjoy! <3

Summary: Caytlin Brooke, a sophomore marine biologist student gets stranded in the middle of the sea, with no hopes of rescue. But a chance encounter challenges all she knew about marine life, and a bond is formed in the proccess.

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The whales’ singing blasted like trumpets in the cave, a sign that a new Heir was about to be announced. With King Freyr’s last breath on the day before, it was a matter of time until the Ocean declared a new protector for the North Atlantic.

Merfolk swam and gathered at the center of the plaza; a large outdoors space made of polished stone. Bioluminescent creatures illuminated their path in a spiral shape, and a large crowd formed as they cheered with clicks and whistles. In front of them laid a magnificent castle, bigger than the length of two blue whales, and with towering, pointy towers. It was made of the same dark blue stone material as the vast cave, and if it wasn’t for the glowing plankton and the blue gemstones decorating the walls in spiral patterns, the intricate carvings of the castle would merge with the walls of the cavern.

Inside the palace, Queen Haliae watched her tears float upwards, the pain of losing her King like a fresh wound in her heart. On each arm, she held a baby, non-identical twins that would never meet their father. One had pale blue skin, as light as the sand on the seabed at night, and dark turquoise hair that flowed like the ocean waves. His tail was a greyish shade of blue, mimicking the pattern of a blue whale, just like his mother’s. The baby cried as the light of the Ocean’s Oracle shone like a chandelier on the ceiling, a ball-shaped crystal filled with flowing, glowing water. It was too bright for the little mer’s small, fragile eyes. The other twin on Haliae’s arm had shorter, unrulier hair as light as the sand with a distinct turquoise undertone, and his skin was a darker shade of blue. His tail was a deep blue like his father’s, mimicking a humpback whale. Unlike his brother, this baby was transfixed by the glowing orb over his head, giggling every time light pulsated from it.

The mother swam up to that crystal with unwavering determination in her eyes, eliciting a prayer to the Ocean, which flowed as easy as a whale’s call. She finished it with a personal supplication, one she whispered so only Mother Ocean would hear.

“May whoever you choose be a beacon of guidance in this kingdom, much like their father were... And may the other find his footing as the New Heir’s shadow.”

As if answering her, the Ocean’s Oracle shone a light as bright as the sun, blinding the mother, her children, and all merfolk gathered inside the palace. The crowd waiting outside whistled and twirled, knowing that the time for a new Heir was soon to come.

When the light dimmed and the Queen opened her eyes, one of her kids was glowing.

It was not the giggling child, no, for Mother Ocean chose the crying, screaming child, who now sobbed louder while glowing a vivid blue. The teardrop-shaped necklace he wore filled with cerulean, fluorescent water, a sign that he was now the New Chosen Heir.

The mother smiled, melancholy shining in her features. So, this was the one that would carry her husband’s legacy. She kissed the unchosen child on the forehead, giving him to one of the servants so she could present the chosen child to the people.

The glow dimmed from her son as Queen Haliae swam towards the outskirts of the castle, and the crowd praised their Majesty with louder cheering. She raised her kid up high, swimming further above her kingdom, and the whistling of merfolk and sea creatures alike shook the foundations of their cave. She cradled her small son in her arms, who was looking at her with pure, round eyes, unaware of the reason for the commotion around him. It was customary for the royal merfolk of the North Atlantic to name their children after the Heir was chosen, and so she thought of a name much fitting for him:

“Your name will be Aegir Sonhavet.” She whispered to his tiny ears.

…

Warm temperature of 77 degrees Fahrenheit. A soft breeze by the sea, no sign of storm in sight. No prediction of wild waves today either.

Today, Caytlin would go cruising.

She shot up from her seat at yet another cell development class, huffing as she shoved things inside her bag before waving bye to her friends and hurrying outside. Pushing her strands of light brown, shoulder-length wavy hair aside and fixing the collar of her white and blue stripped shirt, Caytlin searched for her house’s keys in her jean shorts pockets. Her hand curled around a cute dolphin keychan and she sighed in relief. Putting her keys away safely in her pocket, Caytlin walked out of the university with wide steps.

She walked, no, dashed away from the building, saying hello here and there to the people she knew in her hurried way, until arriving at the bus stop. She recovered her breath as she waited anxiously, pacing left and right, and celebrated when her bus finally arrived.

A few minutes later and Caytlin was close to her home by the harbor. She walked on the sidewalk, glancing to the calming sea to her right, the view of its gentle waves and its deep blue color filling her excitable heart with absolute joy. There it was, in the distance, anchored by the harbor: her, oops- their, well-kept cabin cruiser.

‘Dad is definitely not home today. Soo, I will definitely come back before he arrives!’ She thought, a mischievous smile on her face.

Caytlin checked the inside of her house, which was on the way to the port, to confirm her suspicions. Yep, he wasn’t home. The winds were sure favorable today.

Passing by her house to pick some lost supplies, which she piled on her arms with hurry, Caytlin strode towards the awaiting ship she and her father had for over ten years already. He had taught her everything about the ocean, from how to maneuver the cruiser to curious facts about sea animals, all of which cultivated her deep passion for marine life to begin with.

Loading the ship with supplies, Caytlin boarded it and steered out of the port, giggling with excitement.

And off she went, towards the open sea.

…

It’s jammed.

The engine is jammed.

Caytlin pushed the lever again. Nothing. She tried kicking the engine. No results. She tried opening it with a screwdriver and seeing the inside, and her body ran cold.

The wires were burnt. Completely burnt.

And she had forgotten to bring the reserve components.

“W-well, it was an old boat, after all…”

Caytlin’s heart hammered full swing. She’s in the middle of nowhere, for she cruised too far away from shore, way ahead of the safety margin she and her father had stablished. There’s no land in sight, no signal on her phone and no way of returning back safely.

“I-it’s fine! I-I’ll find a way. Dad will notice I went to the sea. Yeah.”— She said in-between panting breaths.

She’d be rescued safely, that’s it. She’ll just have to wait out in her pretty little ship until help arrives.

That is, if the ship doesn’t topple over or break down when that huge, dark cloud in the sky reaches her.

Caytlin gasped and dashed outside of the cabin to look at the storm that was nearing her location. She gripped the railing tightly.

“No way! The weather forecast said there was no rain today!”

‘But the weather isn’t always predictable’, her father had said once.

Caytlin groaned and clutched at her hair, sucking in a breath. She had to find a way out. She had to.

‘The radio! Maybe the radio would work!’ She ran back inside the cabin and pressed a number she memorized all too well – her father’s.

“No signal. Why there’s no signal?!” – Caytlin flailed her free hand while bouncing on her feet and begging under her breath, as the phone ringed in her ear. – “Please work please work please work plea – “

A heavy slamming of something against the bottom of the ship sent Caytlin flying to the ground with a scream.

“AAH! What was that?! —”

The perturbation made the ship swing side to side, as the ocean waves rolled under it. Caytlin got up, clutching her head, and left the cabin, looking for the source of the sound.

What she saw underneath sent shivers down her spine.

There was a huge shadow under the water. Bigger than two to three times her cabin cruiser, and it was moving.

Despite being knowledgeable of marine life, Caytlin’s heart still hammered against her chest.

“Must be a curious whale. Yeah! Just a whale… But…”

Realization set deep within her, heartbeat rocking inside her ribcage.

“But whale season hasn’t arrived yet –”

The shadow hit the ship in the bottom and Caytlin fell with a shriek. Supporting herself on her hands and knees, she turned around, out of breath as she feared the ship toppling over and making her fall into the cold depths below.

Just as she was reaching for the railing, a shadow covered her frame.

Caytlin hugged the metal bar and closed her eyes shut, preparing herself for the splash of a humpback whale but, nothing came.

Instead, all she heard was breathing, like the creature was right by the crook of her neck.

With wheezing breaths, Caytlin clutched the railing with clammy hands. A huge droplet of water fell to her right, hot, humid air blew on her back, making the hairs on her skin turn up to their end.

She turned around.

The visage confused her. Something light blue covered her field of vision everywhere, but it moved, no, it contracted like muscle tissue. Adorning it were dots of bright blue and teal-colored spots, trailing up the fleshy surface and towards a –

A face. There was a billboard-sized face right over her. White, round eyes covered her field of vision, the cerulean blue irises staring down at her. Its unnaturally grey pupils alone must be bigger than a basketball, massive eyelids covered them. A blink.

Caytlin screamed from the top of her lungs and tried to get up, only to slip and fall hard against the floor. A clicking sound reverberated above her and the ship swung under the creature’s blunt force. She scrambled back with wide eyes until she hit something soft and wet and – Oh gosh, it was the creature’s hand, a gigantic hand brushed against her back, claws longer than her head hovering above her.

Caytlin screamed until her throat went hoarse and the creature backed away, rocking her ship with it. She skidded over the slippery surface until she managed to stabilize long enough to sit still and stare at whatever was staring back at her, a few feet away.

The creature was more distant than before, but very much there and not going anywhere. Only when her screams subsided did Caytlin manage to try and process what the hell was going on with panting breaths.

The ocean got eerily silent, the only sound being the ripples on the sea, the huge creature’s breathing, and Caytlin gasping for air. She attempted to calm her racing heartbeat with deep breaths, one after the other, to process whatever was it that was floating right in front of her, glancing at her small frame with widened eyes.

Directly in front of her field of vision, there was a human-looking chest wider than her boat’s length. Three slits laid on top of its torso on each side, which looked like gills, as they opened and closed under the water. She looked up, and up, at something that resembled very much a male chest, blue in color, with those same splotches of bright blue adorning its – his, vast shoulders and —

That face again. Human-looking, too human and not human at the same time, with almond eyes, no visible crease on its eyelids, blue irises and translucent pupils. There were two thin lines over the eyes in the shape of eyebrows. A flat nose that resembled nothing that could be found in a human, as its nostrils opened and closed like the blowhole of a whale. The spots on his face were like freckles, a darker shade of blue than the blotches on his shoulder.

Despite the foreign appearance, he looked… Beautiful, Caytlin exhaled, lost in wonder. Wavy hair flowed from his head like waterfalls, a dark teal color with light blue tips, which curled at its ends just like waves that crashed on the beach. On one of his pointy ears, which tapered on their ends like a fin, adorned three purple jewels, made of a crystal she couldn't recognize. Around his neck there was a glowing, teardrop-shaped necklace with purple beads, while one arm had a silver-colored arm ring. His arms had dark blue spots and stripes scattered in a random fashion, and Caytlin wondered if they were natural markings or painted on.

He looked like a mermaid out of a fairytale. Except the 80-something-feet in height.

“I-I… Am I dreaming?” – Caytlin whispered.

The creature chirped in return in what sounded like a very loud whale call over the water, way louder than any whale she has heard. Caytlin yelped and covered her ears.

The creature sank itself lower in the water, sending ripples through the ocean, but not taking its huge eyes off her.

Such a creature shouldn’t exist. She must be hallucinating. Yup. That must be it. And yet, why did it look so real? Caytlin looked up at him with widened eyes.

“Y-you’re not gonna eat me, are you?”

She only received a confused noise in return. The creature didn’t open its mouth, yet the sound coming from its throat was just as loud as if it was from a speaker. It must be its way of communication, similar to that of whales and dolphins. That was…

Fascinating.

With buckling knees, Caytlin got up, maintaining eye contact with the creature while clutching the nearby railing with all her might. The merman stayed on its place, observing Caytlin with what she guessed was mighty curiosity. The expressions looked so human… It was like she could see what it – he – was thinking. He widened his eyes as he watched Caytlin get up, sucking in a breath and closing the gills on the side of his neck.

“H-huh, looks like you aren’t going to eat me. Phew.” She sighed and gave the creature a crooked smile.

The creature, however, looked down at her with a confused, but curious expression.

And then it got closer.

“Oh gosh, no no no –! “

He raised himself more above water, waves crashing as he loomed over her with a long shadow and – yep, definitely bigger than 80 feet – Caytlin made a note inside her head. She had swum next to blue whales before and what was before her was certainly bigger than a blue whale, so pretty much over 100 feet tall. When the creature noticed she was shaking and backing away, it raised its eyebrows and sank a little to the ocean, with only its face at view.

It came closer to her, anyway.

Caytlin gasped and sealed her eyes shut when the merperson got so close she could feel his breath – and oh, he was carnivorous alright – her heart racing as she gritted her teeth, pressing herself so hard against the wall outside the cabin she thought she would merge with it. It seemed to be observing her, looking her up and down with a curious expression, moving closer and leaning his large hand over the boat, which was on the verge of capsizing as the metal groaned under the heavy weight.

His eyes observed her just like she has seen whales do before. Was this creature intelligent? Was it a fish? A mammal? Caytlin had so many questions…

She slowly got up again, not taking her eyes off the creature, and sighed shakily, calming her accelerated heart.

If she wasn’t hallucinating right now, this was the greatest discovery human kind had ever seen. And she was its first witness!

Caytlin took one step closer towards the merperson – ‘Yeah, I’m really going crazy’ –she thought, raising her hand with a nervous expression. She knew she had to be calm but, it was so difficult! His face rose far above her and she had to crane her neck up to meet his eyes. Taking a deep breath and closing her own eyes to disperse her fear, Caytlin reached out with a trembling hand, little by little until –

A gasp echoed from above her and she opened her eyes.

She had touched the creature’s nose and he looked at her tiny hand with widened eyes. Caytlin raised her eyebrows. For that moment, time had stopped, her green eyes lost in his. It felt so…So out of this world. She smiled, noticing how both were so curious about each other.

And soon the creature acted the same way.

Caytlin yelped when a wet appendage – the mer’s finger, she realized – caressed her arm up and down as it peered at her with those glossy, cerulean eyes. A sigh ruffled Caytlin’s hair, and she gulped down her nervousness as the creature touched her arm, claws grazing her, heartbeat rocking loudly in her chest.

Satisfied, the creature backed away from her and started lowering his head back to the ocean, with a frown on his gigantic face. ‘Was he sad…?’

When the creature sunk his face completely, Caytlin realized with sinking dread that it was leaving her alone.

“Wait!” she shouted, reaching out towards the ocean.

The merperson raised his torso up again, surprising Caytlin as she fell on her back towards the floor with a yelp. ‘Ow, I really have to stop falling down.’ – she thought. He sunk his body again, whistling and clicking with an apologetic expression, and left only his eyes visible. Caytlin got up and sighed in relief when the merman returned. An impulsive idea lightened up in her head: She could ask for the merman’s help!

But… How would she do this?

“I’m, um, you see, I need help!” – she said, waving her hands around. The merman only tilted his head in confusion.

“Oh, u-um, how am I going to do this…” – Caytlin looked down pensively until an idea popped up, and pointed to the vast horizon behind her with her hand.

“Um, shore, land! I need to get back there! See?”

She made a motion of sea waves with one arm, while cupping her other hand over it, mimicking the vague shape of a boat.

“Boat, um, crashed!”

She ran to her cabin, which made the merman raise his head above water, and tried to turn the engine back on, which failed with loud noises.

“S-see? It’s not working! And, and –” Caytlin ran back to the railing, where the creature looked down at her with a puzzled expression.

“So I need help! Got it?” she gave him a tentative smile. The merman’s frown got deeper.

Yeah, he didn’t seem to have understood a thing. Caytlin groaned and sat on the floor, holding her face with both hands.

“This won’t work…”

And just as she lowered her head, loud splashes sounded all around her. The merman was probably going back to the ocean. It was better this way. Help would arrive soon, anyway.

But when Caytlin kept hearing the sounds, she opened her eyes and looked around. What resembled a blue whale’s tail appeared in her field of vision, splashing gently around her. The creature was swimming around her boat, looking it over. As if analyzing it. Her eyes widened in wonder. Yeah, there was no way he didn’t have similar human levels of intelligence. His behavioral patterns were unlike any other animal she has seen. The merman swam back to be in front of Caytlin, with his eyes lit up, as if he had understood something. He covered her once again with his shadow, looked down at her and nodded.

That was the only warning Caytlin got.

The creature’s heavy hand collided against the bottom of her boat with a loud thump, sending her sliding backwards with a yell until she hit the wall of her cabin again. The boat moved towards the direction Caytlin had pointed before in her previous attempts to communicate. She got up on shaky knees, supporting herself until she entered the cabin, and looked straight ahead, widening her eyes in realization.

The creature was moving the boat back to shore. It was helping her. It had understood what she meant!

Caytlin giggled, leaning over the front window with a gleeful expression on her face. The boat glided quickly on the ocean with the help of the merman’s hand, and from the distance, loud splashes resounded from the powerful flaps of the creature’s tail. Caytlin walked out of the cabin and looked up to the merman, who blinked down at her.

“It’s working!” she raised her hands in triumph.

And then, just when Caytlin thought she could not be more surprised, the creature glanced back at her, and the corners of his lips tilted up.

He smiled.

Her jaw went slack. She could not believe this. This mermaid-like creature, despite his gigantic and intimidating size, not only was intelligent enough that they managed to communicate somehow, but was also helping her get to shore. Not to mention his many human-like mannerisms. She was so… So mesmerized. She gazed at his focused face.

‘I need to know more about him.’

But the rocking of the boat followed by a complete stop made her leave her blissful moment. The merman had stopped swimming, so Caytlin turned around, realizing why. She could see the shore in the distance, close enough so she could be seen and rescued, but far enough so that the creature could slip back into the ocean unnoticed. She looked back up at him, who answered with a sympathetic frown, as if to say “That’s as far as I’ll go.” Caytlin looked down.

“Right, guess this is it, huh?”

She approached his face once again, capturing every single detail in it, hoping to write it all down on her journal later that day. Caytlin reached out a hand for him, who complied, leaning his face against it, as she felt the wet and smooth texture of his skin.

“Thank you… I just hope I can see you again.”

Caytlin looked up, and backed away, leaving space for the creature to dive deep into the ocean again. It lingered by her company for a few moments, as if to also capture her every detail, and with a nod, he dived back into the ocean.

…

The rescue team didn’t take long to find her, even in the pouring rain of the heavy storm. When she stepped safely onto the beach, soaked from head to toe, her dad Charles hugged her tightly, scolding her right after. He was mad, but that was understandable. She wasn’t a teenager anymore, but she sure acted recklessly like one. Caytlin took her dad’s sermon with a saddened but understanding expression, nodding at everything he said, even if her mind drifted somewhere else, back to that encounter by the sea.

Later at night she wrote everything down, from the moment the engine got jammed to the time the merman swam away, as well as observations regarding the creature’s fascinating behavior and appearance, all in precise detail.

Caytlin plopped into her bed, looking at the ceiling with longing and determination.

‘I’ll definitely find you again.’

…

Looking up at the vast stone ceiling of his room. Aegir’s mind drifted back to that excitable, fearful yet curious human face. He remembered the way her tiny hand touched the tip of his nose, how her dry skin brushed against his fingertip.

Humans were, fascinating. She was fascinating.

‘I want to see her again.’

Aegir raised his body up, and secretly swam out of his room towards the dark of the night ocean. He left the cavern, where his kingdom resided in, with a silent whoosh of his tail, swimming up to the surface. Taking in the moonlight, Aegir closed his eyes, opening his nostrils to breathe in the fresh air, and leaning on his back over the ocean’s surface, letting the relaxing currents drift him away.

Dread sank heavy in his mind.

He had just made a grave, grave mistake.

And he did not want to go back on it.

Aegir looked at the moonlight, lost in the recollection of that human’s face, yearning to find her again.

‘Mother Ocean, what am I going to do now?’

[sarah-kings]

It'll be a long while until I'll be able to properly get back into more art related posts, mainly due to the little time I can spend on art at the current time, so I figured in the meantime I'd just resort to making one of those OC asks I always wanted to give a shot, even if it doesn't involve all of the OCs I'd like to include as extra.

Here is an OC ask game that looked fun, feel free to ask away :)

Here's some of the OCs who you could ask stuff:

You might recognize these two from my "Lost and Found" comic with the addition of one extra fella.

They so far have not been introduced by now, so now is a better time than never: the new giant is called Yuto, he's the kind of giant to look at a human and look at them the same way as looking at a puppy and yes, he is trying to convince his fellow friend Aegir to keep said human, who totally would love to do that who doesn't want to keep the small stranger and just wants to get back to his normal routine.

Meanwhile the little guy in question is called Jonas.

He has nothing to his name but a bow and arrows as weapons from when he still was on patrol duty with his team, and he doesn't understand a SINGLE word what the giants say, so do they, and, in the end, they just settled on referring to him as "the little Archer", though in the end it just ended up being "Archer" for short.

The language barrier is a huge issue they have to work through, so you can be sure that a lot of confusion and misunderstandings will ensure.

Some other OCs that I have to offer are Robert, Patches and the random borrower that got stuck to him, who I for now at least am referring to as Sasha, though I do want to update their design to be some sort of dragonfly/borrower hybrid, kind of like a fairy and, quite frankly, they are terrible at being stealthy and are very loud, the perfect recipe for chaos for an old man such as Robert who only wanted to travel around the globe WITHOUT being caught by a bean, but now he also has to act as a babysitter of some sort for this random stranger who won't leave his side.

Now, we have Jon, Liam and Gael from my "Curses and Thimbles" writing, by far they are some of my OCs you know the most of XD

There will be some more OCs added, as it has been hinted before, but I think for now the three of them are enough.

Now, the backstory for Jon has been revealed so far, he's simply a kid who was cursed and had to live amongst borrowers ever since, Gael acting as his father figure who took him in alongside Berry and Asha, two borrowers who were out on their own when they were younger and became part of this little family of sorts.

Meanwhile Liam is an FBI agent who constantly gets dragged into the supernatural but, unlike in those fantasy TV shows, he isn't able to convince anybody of his experiences and largely is seen as more of a joke than anything and fellow colleagues avoid working with him on cases as much as possible because they are convinced he's just mad.

Lastly, here's two OCs of mine I'm largely sharing with a friend of mine, Roman and Birch, who are more of the symbiotic type of relationship in terms of a g/t trope.

Roman may be the bean but, unfortunately for Birch, the borrower who got "adopted" by him, is an utter idiot.

This leaves Birch to be the only braincell Roman has and, on top of that, the only reason why he keeps passing his university exams; how Roman even was able to enter university is still the biggest mystery to Birch bigger than the mystery than why humans need to know so much about random numbers they call "Mathematics".

In the beginning Birch is making it VERY clear that he's only staying for the food and shelter, after all, living in the forest of England isn't the easiest at the age of 16, that and he CAN'T really just magically teleport himself back home from all the way in California, where Roman lives, although he certainly is trying to learn that spell alongside his other magic studies to finally bail, but eventually Birch comes to realize "oh no, I'm getting ATTACHED to that idiot!'

*looks at Roman falling down the stairs with a bowl of ramen, mourning his spilled food*

"…how could I REMOTELY feel sorry for this poor idiot?!"

As you might guess, a lot of chaos is involved with these two, as Birch is the single braincell and voice of reason that tries to get him through college while Roman is…doing what Roman does best, whatever that is Birch isn't sure of yet, though his guess so far is "correcting" him and whenever he speaks British English and refers to certain objects differently, like chips instead of fries.

That's all the OCs for now, so I am hoping you can find some of them you'd like to know more of and I'd be more than happy to answer some asks :)

[coffehbeans]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH- *explodes*

OH MY GOSH?? OH MY GOSH!!!

LOOK AT THEM GUYS LOOK AT THE ITTY BITTY BLORBOS GUYS LOOK--

You nailed their appearance oh my gosh it's soo cute! I love it so much thank you!! Also it makes me so happy that you enjoyed their cute little story, so much so that you made art of them! My heart is full of joy right now ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

GtWAC day 9’s prompt is for artist to share a lil love via fanart, so I decided to do a bunch of sketches!

First up we have a scene from @reborrowing interactive story “Dust Prince”

Then we have @entomolog-t Tamias from their story “finding strength”

@clumsiestgiantess lil guy from “Freezing Weather” prompt story

And last but not least @coffehbeans characters from their awesome mer story “Sinking Ships”

[krazieka2]

dumbass trio best trio

[calamari-inari]

I recently reached 6K on twitter (not here lmao I'm far from it, but I just wanted to share this drawing!!!)

I also want to use this opportunity to introduce my mascot Ikayaki (the pink squid) and his new friend Takoyaki (the peach octopus) 🦑🐙

I have street food ocs that I'd like to share one day ❤️ Hopefully my username makes a little more sense now lol

[illegaltruffle]

ARKNIGHTS CROSSOVER

mashes one special interest with the other special interest,,, sorry this is no longer neopets idek how to tag this anymore hello anyway i put my blorbos in the arknights universe

[moeblob]

They're in love... thank u.....

[floofnwool]

Lineup of Ferdithea babies!!

I added Derick to the already existing bunch designed and written by TAGASAING and Alikous. I personally love all of them as if they were my own!!🥺✨

[brynn-lear]

Happy "timeskip" to my favorite video game of all time <333 this is the only game I have played where I loved every playable character and I don't regret a second of it.

I'm gonna say something weird but the cast has brought me comfort to times I just feel troubled, you know? I've been living with a "What would [FE:TH character] do?" when I don't have the answer myself (and its mostly these four lol).

It feels so strange that I actually am living the timeskip now. I played this when I was around senior highschool or so and this year I'm in early twenties as a college student. I wish I can fully express how much I'm attached to this game. It will forever have a special place in my heart. So thank you to everyone who worked on this— the writers, artists, voice actors, music composers, devs, coders— EVERYONE. Thank you for making such an amazing game.

[ramyeonguksu]

Black Eagles charms! I'll be selling them at San Diego Anime Con and online after!

I'm also working on the other houses, so keep your eyes peeled!

[malsfefanfics]

Is it cheating to ask for Tancred sibling time with Hubert and/or Ferdinand for a drabble? :3c Best boy

Anything for little Treasure.

Ferdinand didn't take any heed of the whispers around him. Many people hadn't taken issue with the fact that the little stowaway had taking such a shine to him. They thought it was rather adorable how the young Vestra boy followed him around. One of the nuns had compared it to a kitten following its mother.

But what some had started to take issue with is the fact that Ferdinand insisted on taking the lad everywhere with him where he could. If it was safe enough, and Tancred's health was good that day, he took the child out for a ride on his horse. Or took him to market when it was his turn to run errands. The two often found themselves in the kitchens as well, with little Tancred taste testing anything Ferdinand had chosen to create that afternoon.

And now, Ferdinand was sitting in on a lecture being hosted by a guest speaker from the School of Sorcery in Fhirdiad. With Tancred sitting in his lap, listening closely.

And the teacher wasn't pleased.

"Young man," the speaker called out. "Could you please take your little brother out of here? This is a lecture for Academy students only."

Ferdinand looked up from his notes. "Brother? Apologies, but you are mistaken. I am an only child."

"Then why do you have a child on your lap?"

"He is the little brother of a peer," Ferdinand explained. "And he is in need of constant watching due to his health. He is well behaved. And skilled in magic. I can promise, we will both be model students in this lecture."

"Is he now?" The speaker came over and looked at Tancred, eyes narrowed as he assessed him. "Tell me, child. Do you know the difference between Black magic and Dark magic? And why both are listed under Reason?"

Tancred tilted his head, as if he didn't even see the mage in front of him.

The speaker scoffed. "I expected as much. Didn't hear a word, did he?"

"He did," Ferdinand assured. "He's just shy."

"'Shy'. Is that what we're calling it these days?"

Ferdinand glared at him. "I do not like your tone, sir."

"And I do not like having my time wasted." The mage walked back to the podium, waving his hand dismissively. "Take the boy and leave."

Ferdinand held his tongue and stood, balancing Tancred on his hip as he walked out. He didn't even notice a few of the other students following him. And he didn't spare a moment to those who snickered.

Tancred looked at him, and slowly began to sign. “Just because I can’t speak doesn’t mean I can’t hear.”

"I know that, Treasure," Ferdinand assured soothingly. "That man is just too full of himself. That is all."

"He's also very off about most of his basic theory," Tancred added. "Brother could give a better lecture."

"Is that so? Then perhaps we should ask Hubert to give a lecture sometime soon. Want to help me try to convince him?"

Tancred's eyes widened as he smiled in excitement.

He took that as a yes.

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Hi!!! :D A5 for any OCs, and then B6 and B7 for the g/t ask game?? :3c

Hiii Eliza! Thanks sm for the asks! <3

Ok, for A5 I thought about doing for multiple ocs ahsuas, so here we go!

A5. Your characters favorite way to be carried/carry someone?

Juhren: He's not a very big giant so usually humans are the size of his hand or bigger, so he usually prefers to carry them around with both hands cupped around them. Gotta keep them safe and steady as much as possible. Juhren doesn't really act like this when he's trying to appear threatening, though...

Sunflower: She doesn't like feeling restrained by a giant hand, so riding on shoulder is the best thing for her, freedom of movement even if it's a little challenging to balance herself.

Ethan: After he reached his full size he feels so awkward carrying people he'd rather not carry them at all. Everyone is so small it makes him feel stressed out, but in extreme cases he'll prefer to carry only one human with an open palm. Although his hand has space for more than one human, he'd rather not.

Aegir: He likes to pinch a human with his thumb and forefinger, makes it easier to observe them and turn them around. Of course, he has no idea how terrifying this is for them lol

Caytlin: She prefers to sit down on Aegir's open palm. Although it's rare for him to stop himself from fidgeting her around, to her dismay ahsush

Alaric: He cups both hands around them. He does so with Estelle, and he can't see himself carrying another human in a different way. It's safer this way and makes him feel more at ease.

Estelle: She prefers to have cupped hands around her, makes it easier to not see how high up she is and she doesn't have to deal with the scary eyes of other giants staring at her.

That was a long one, sorry ahsush

B6. A trope you’d like to see more of

I said it once and I'll say it again, growth! It's soo very unusual to see g/t fics with growth in it. We see a lot of shrinking, but almost never the other way around! I'm trying to change that, as y'all can see with my fics, but it feels lonely at times ahssuh the best part about a character turning giant is The Fear of Being Perceived TM, afraid of yourself and of others, not because you're weak but because you're so big and strong you can't trust yourself - HHHH It's so good!

Another trope that I wanted to see more of is accidental city rampage! Really wish it was more common. A giant dealing with being stranded in a city full of panicking tiny people while they try their best not to knock things around, it's such good tension!

B7. Least favorite trope/aspect of g/t?

Shrinking. Ashush yes I know, I'm the number 1 disliker of shrinking in the g/t community. Everyone seems to love it, and I feel like I'm the only one who doesn't. The loss of power and vulnerability that comes with it is just too much for me to handle. It's not comfort for me as it is for everyone else, it actually makes me feel uncomfortable and anguished somehow? Idk why, but I simply hate the idea of becoming so tiny and helpless.

That connects to another least favorite aspect of g/t: tinies being useless. Yeah, a hot take. But I don't like it when g/t fics make the tiny depend on the giant for everything, or when they're under control of a giant. It's simply uncomfortable. I like the idea of tiny people finding agency and power despite their disadvantages, and not the other way around. It simply rubs me the wrong way.

Well, that got awfully long ashussh hope you don't mind, Eliza! I tend to ramble a lot ashushs

Thanks sm for your asks! I loved answering them <3

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I did the timeskip follow-up to this :]

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Another old drawing! Most of my favorite characters are gingers coincidentally!

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Art I’ve done for FE Art Scuffle!

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