#oc: jordyn

[vicciouxs]

some locals 🌵 * sims 3 & 4 are by @machinegrl <3

[itsawildsaltychip]

Folly art + self-ship doodles w/ her & Jordyn Alder (my self-insert/OC) 💔💔💔

*in a British accent* I love folly guyz,,,, i can't 💔💔💔

[scarrshell]

[blisteredskin]

so...you say you're bisexual...um, does that include demigirls? asking for a friend...

— @poor-impulsecontrol

yeah!! i like anyone really, even though I have a preference towards women or feminine presenting people, i like anyone :33 asking for a friend???

[carlarosenakilah]

Appreciate this poster I made of two popstar ocs I will show soon in The Osix Family before I use it for a background never to be seen again ❤️

[simonxriley]

Skylar 'Phoenix' Jackson (r6s) Liz Walker (cod) Jordyn Emily (cod)

I was tagged by the wonderful @rhettsabbott and @katsigian to use this cute picrew, thank you! 💜

Taglist (op in/out) @playstationmademe @imogenkol @leviiackrman @g0dspeeed @sergeiravenov

@carlosoliveiraa @alexxmason @illmetbymoonlight @justasmolbard @theelderhazelnut

@collinnmckinley @inafieldofdaisies @dickytwister @carrionsflower @killerspinal

@voidika @shegetsburned @cassietrn

[poetsprophecy]

꒰ ౨ৎ ꒱ open to : anyone ! @indiestarter

with a flick of her wrist, jordyn finished the last cupcake with intricate icing. she stood back, proud of her work. "see? my culinary degree wasn't a waste of time. try one of them, they'll be the best you've ever had." she paused. "and if you need a recommendation of what to try first, i highly recommend the cookie dough cupcake. it's my favorite."

[exlumine]

jordyn wulff , lead singer of royal velvet template

[glasshouses-and-stones]

Bold What Applies to your OC Tag

Thank you for the tag @the-golden-comet!

Rules: As the title implies, bold/highlight which of the items applies to your OC!

✨️Open tag✨️. Tag me if you do this. I love reading about others' works!

Template: Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defense | Spared Someone’s Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It | Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped/SA'd | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won A Bet | Lost A Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Gotten A Noticeable Scar | Kneed/Hit Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themselves To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotized | Had A Recurring Nightmare | Been Bullied | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor’s Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up | Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone’s Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail | Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone’s Trust | Broken Someone’s Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite | Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name | Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured | Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love | Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/Uncle

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These are my Soup of the Day original characters (this is before the book begins):

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Christian Laine:

Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defense | Spared Someone’s Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It | Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped/SA'd | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won A Bet | Lost A Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Gotten A Noticeable Scar | Kneed/Hit Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themselves To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotized | Had A Recurring Nightmare | Been Bullied  | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor’s Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up | Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone’s Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail | Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone’s Trust | Broken Someone’s Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite | Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name | Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured | Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love |  Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/Uncle

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Jordyn Rowell:

Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defense | Spared Someone’s Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It | Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped/SA'd | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won A Bet | Lost A Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Gotten A Noticeable Scar | Kneed/Hit Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themselves To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotized | Had A Recurring Nightmare | Been Bullied | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor’s Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up | Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone’s Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail | Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone’s Trust | Broken Someone’s Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite | Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name | Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured | Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love | Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/Uncle

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I love the difference between the two lol.

[imonawholedifferentlevel]

𝗖𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝗦𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿'𝘀

"𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮"

╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴

CAROL WAS doodling in her notebook, resting her head on my shoulder, while I had my arm around her.

All the while, I was trying to ignore the boredom and catch a whiff of her coconut-scented shampoo as a young girl danced gracefully with a ribbon to the rhythm of music.

"Why am I here again?" I questioned with a dull expression.

Carol rolled her eyes, flashed a playful grin, and replied, "because you love me." I offered a small grin in return before continuing to observe the little girl's performance. A few moments later, I noticed Carol glancing to the left; I followed her gaze and scowled in repulsion.

Barbra was passionately kissing a curly-haired guy who seemed to be her boyfriend.

"Don't worry about her, Care Bear," I said while glaring in Barbra's direction.

"I couldn't care less about that good-for-nothing tramp. She could choke on a dick for all I care–maybe she already has!" I chuckled under my breath at Carol's ruthless dig.

Barbra approached us and took a seat beside Carol.

"So, how did he take it?" she asked Barbra, who simply replied, "He was devastated obviously."

I returned my focus to the girl's ribbon dance but continued eavesdropping on their conversation. Barbra sighed before lamenting, "God, Carol, I can't believe I have to leave him. He's the one" My eyes rolled involuntarily in response–there was no way that boy could hold such a title.

As if hearing my thoughts aloud, Carol reacted with disbelief.

"Really? The one?" Barbra snapped back scornfully, "He's my soulmate. He gets me." I adjusted my posture slightly to find greater comfort in this moment of amusement.

Carol didn't hold back her irritation as she retorted.

"Okay, no, he gets in your pants and as soon as you're gone, he's going to get in Pearl Peterman's pants, where he's going to shuck her oyster and suck it raw.".

Carol playfully stuck her tongue out and raised her eyebrows, making me laugh at her ridiculous expression.

Barbara shouted in disgust at her sister's antics. Noticing some onlookers, I rolled my eyes and asked them, "Can I help you?" As I stared intently, they quickly turned away, unsettled by my facial expressions.

Meanwhile, Carol chuckled at the people's reactions before turning back to her sister and replying.

"Don't be such a precious little barbie doll you know it's true".

Believing it would amuse her to ruffle some feathers, Barbra chose to remark accordingly.

"You're just pissed because no one here will even miss you," she said, prompting me and Carol to direct our attention towards her. I couldn't help but glare at the black-haired girl while sitting up a bit.

"Excuse me, I'm right here, you know," I retorted.

She crossed her arms and looked at me. "So?" It took all my strength not to leap over Carol and slap her right in the face. I felt Carol's hand wrap around my arm, stopping me from doing something I wouldn't regret.

"Don't," Carol whispered before turning her glare towards her sister.

"You don't know shit about my shit, so don't take it out on me." She released my arm and furiously spat a jawbreaker into the hair of a nearby nerd. Glaring at the stage, she added.

"It's not my fault we keep moving It's that fucking little cunt."

Just as she finished speaking, applause erupted as a young girl walked on stage – Debbie.

"Up next, our own Debbie Denning! This is Debbie's last meet here in West Virginia, as she's been accepted to train at Trudy's Gymnastics Institute in Plano, Texas. Go get 'em, Debbie!!".

As Debbie began her dance, I gestured to Carol, directing her attention to the dancing girl.

"Is that Debbie?" I asked. Carol nodded, glaring at her younger sister with a scowl, clutching her notebook tightly.

"She's kinda adorable" I said, shrugging my shoulders. Carol growled under her breath and punched my arm.

"Ow fuck!" I winced giving her a glare "If she's so fucking adorable then you date her!" Carol sneered.

"Hell no that's pedophilia no thanks" I said crossing my arms.

"Ugh I could kill her," Barbra muttered in disgust. I had to admit, the thought crossed my mind in the past few days due to the voices I've been hearing.

"Oh, we could you know, if you wanted to," Carol suggested nonchalantly, tilting her head. Barbra and I exchanged shocked glances before she blurted out, "Jesus, Carol!"

Curious about what she was sketching, I peered over at Carol's drawing— an image of a little girl hanging by a rope. Barbra seemed disturbed by the gruesome art as well. With a gasp of disgust and amusement, she mocked the drawing.

"Oh, you're such a sicko! And her boobs are not even accurate, mostly because she doesn't have any." It was apparent they were talking about Debbie.

"Okay, well, the body's better on this one. Look, I even did some perspective." The new drawing featured the same girl lying in a pool of blood. Chuckling and smirking at each other, Barbra and I found this version preferable and wondered about its story.

"Poison?" Barbra guessed.

"Glass shards in her Yoplait," Carol revealed with a sly smile.

"That's way too obvious."

Nodding in agreement with the voice in my head, I added, "Yeah, Care Bear is too obvious." Carol shot me a confused glance but shrugged it off and continued sketching.

Barbra nodded in agreement with our sentiments.

"Yea she's right. That's too obvious. It would have to look more like an accident."

Carol contemplated this for a moment before gradually turning her gaze back toward Debbie, who was just finishing her dance.

Barbra then turns to Carol and says, "and you'll have to burn that book." Carol's face gradually transforms into a smirk as they both gaze at Debbie with a sinister look.

"You all are some insane white girls, seriously," I mutter quietly, smirking slightly. When they both give me a harsh stare, I just shrug my shoulders feigning confusion and ask, "what?"

Barbra returns her attention to Debbie while Carol slides nearer to me.

"Who were you talking to?" I give her a questioning look and respond, "What do you mean?" She folds her arms and inquires.

"Who were you agreeing with?" Realizing her question's intent, I grin and turn back to watch Debbie, responding, "just a friend."

Carol doesn't say anything further and continues drawing in her book. When it's all over, Carol and I leave before Barbra and Debbie do.

She asks me if we can go somewhere specific, and since I'm free for the time being, I agree. We end up driving to an open field brimming with flowers and trees.

We exit the car, and she grabs my hand excitedly, leading me toward a particular tree. We sit down together; she rests her head on my shoulder as we relish the silence for a while. Eventually, she asks me cautiously.

"Hey Penn, would you still love me if I did something really bad?" I turn my head toward her with a raised eyebrow while she gazes at me nervously, waiting for an answer.

I envelop her shoulder with an arm, kissing the top of her head gently before placing my own head atop hers. "Always," I whisper softly as she smiles contentedly against me.

╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴

[scilou-mdr]

[Tiktok trend]

Enjoyed my Ocxcanon between a totally forgotten Ellsworld cameo from Hellucard [Helloïse] and my oc Jordyn

[itsawildsaltychip]

Yup, there's more ONAF FTD art that I recently made:

I dunno how or why but I've been getting a BIG motivation for actually drawing digitally so here's these guys I drew today!!! The first 2 drawings were requested by @yuiruxx while the 3rd drawing.... Well, it was drawn on behalf of her (even tho it's joke art)because she ships Jordyn Alder, my OC and self-insert, w/ Birthday Boy Blam for some reason

👊

💥

Oh yeah, reminder that ONAF FTD and the character's design's were done by @bunclops616 on twitter. Please go follow her!!!

[denningsjawbreaker]

MAMA'S HERE

Part One : Restless Nights

by: denningsjawbreaker

summary: decided to write if Carol Denning had a daughter named Rennie Denning who was born in 1980s and her story and point of view + flashbacks. It would also take place in the 80s , 90s, and present time, so young Carol and Present Carol will be featured.

warning ⚠️?! : angst, cursing...etc

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Rennie's Journal - 1994 ( 14 years old )

Dear Diary .... scratch fucking that. Hello Rascals , today's special is sorely about me. My fucked up life. My fucked up family . Just everything fucked up. My therapist requested I write everything out in a journal. I laughed at it because I doubt it would work but why not give it a try. I'm bored and my new foster family sucks major ass and they really don't give three dog shits about me.

I've honestly have been feeling so upset and just physically and mentally stressed out. Head aches have been worse and school SUCKS. I dont remember the last time I was happy. To be honest what is that? I want to leave this house. Im tired of going from different homes. Im tired of being bullied and teased because I'm a fucking foster child . It's not my fault my mother Carol is a psychotic murderer.

This is HER fucking fault. She made my life like this. She knew her actions and she still decided to make the killing spree on my aunt Debbie . Honestly I don't think she ever gave a shit about me. Now she fucked up my life and I'm an angst teen with mental problems and I'm always in bad situations. It's like her morals created horrible curses on my future .

I will never forgive her. She hurt me. She ruined my fucking life. How does one mother person do that to another individual that you're supposed to care for.

I don't ever think she cared.

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Flashback - 1983 ( Denning House ) ( 3 years old )

[ a few months before the incident and the parents aren't there as they are out btw ]

Carol sighs tiredly as she gets home from a night shift from Domingos Diner that Barb and her work. She removes her coat and scarf and kicks off her shoes and throws herself on the living room couch.

She sighs and lets her eyes close for a moment.

" Mama ? " a small childlike voice appears and Carol shoots up and sees her three year old daughter standing in the middle of the small living room holding a broken bear .

Carol smiles softly masking her tiredness and sits up patting the empty area next to her .

" Hey little rascal , come sit next to mama... Mama's so tired but Mama can make an exception for her baby " Carol smiles wide and fixes her glasses as little Rennie goes and plops on the couch next to her mother.

" Mama tired ? Mama sleep and eat ! " Rennie suggests and plays with Carol's bracelet that Rennie had made for her . Carol places Rennie on her lap and strokes Rennie's small curls and sighs " Mama will sleep and Mama ate at her job it's okay . Where is everyone else? " Carol looks around at the silent house .

Rennie swings her little legs and shrugs. " They out. Auntie Barb not home ? " she lays against her mother's chest not noticing the tension.

Carol's lip curled at the mention of her parents just leaving and forgetting about her child. Of course they aren't here . Couldn't even bring themselves to take care of her offspring just so they can be at that little fucking cunt's meet . Fucking Barbarian. Out with her lil whore of a boyfriend and couldn't even give Carol a ride home.

Carol let's out a heavy sigh and looks down at Rennie with a forced smile.

" That's okay. Mama is home now maybe we can watch something okay? " Carol suggests and Rennie claps her hands her little curls bouncing.

" YAY! I love watching with Mama! We watch Sesame Street Mama! I love Big Bird ! " Carol chuckles at the excitement and goes to turn the TV on and the silence is replaced with the theme song of Sesame Street.

Carol sighs and is holding on a wiggly Rennie who is clapping and singing to the music . Carol never really had anyone to rely on. Being a loner at school and having no real idea of love or any sort of guidance. When she had Rennie , let just say she was nervous and scared as much as Carol hated to admit. It was one time Carol had tried to find her pleasure of a good time and it all ended up on her fallen pregnant.

Revealing to her parents was even worse. At least her mom had convinced her dad to let them stay (which honestly was the only time Carol had been defended by her mother ). She never saw herself as a mother figure to anyone and she couldn't understand why the universe decided to grace her with such an amazing child .

Carol look towards her young daughter who was now fast asleep in her arms and with her small lips parted . Carol smiled softly, heart strings pulling seeing this miracle in her arms. As much as Carol was afraid of what was to come during motherhood, she was grateful at the same time. Having someone that actually loved Carol and not shaming her for the little crap she does was a relief for her.

And for the first time ever , Carol felt happy .

" My little rascal...I love you so much. I'll always be here.. Mama's here. " Carol whispers before closing her eyes as well holding onto her babygirl. Both drifting off the tiredness from there body.

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[ Kid you not I have no clue WHY I DECIDED TO DO THIS NOW I COMPLETELY AM NOT OKAY FUCK .. ANYGAYS COMMENT IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE TAGGED ]

[blisteredskin]

hey, you seem pretty cool. what type of music do you like? any favourite bands?

— @poor-impulsecontrol

omg thank you!! so do you, you seem super awesome :3 i like a range of music tbh, but my favourite artists/bands are twenty one pilots, confession kids, mother mother, and amyl and the sniffers. i also listen to jack of jill. i don't support the people in it though.

((Guys Confession Kids is so underrated you guys should listen to them :33))

[one-day-rpg]

@one-day-rpg

[littletonpace]

O C   H A L L O W E E N   C H A L L E N G E   2 0 2 3 WRONG PLACE, WRONG TIME / day eighteen: what’s the opposite of miracles? (location: places of worship) ↳ A church is usually considered a safe haven.

Taglist: @jemmalynette, @ocappreciationtag, @ochub, @allaboutocs Colouring: psd #3 by lilithdemoness