#oc: marjolaine

[themostimportantnight]

Crafted my first ever Cats OC last night, OH EM GEE.

LORE TIME!!!!!!!!!

BACKGROUND: Her name is Marjolaine (full legal title: Marjolaine the Painterly Cat). She's a Turkish Van, owned by a well-known artist. Marjolaine herself is very passionate about art -- specifically, painting -- and has a real penchant for running around in any colourful liquids she can find and using them to jazz up her surroundings. She is covered in unnatural pink and yellow patches as a result of her escapades. As a Turkish Van, she is quite a fan of bathing (a regular occurrence, given her hobbies); she loves seeing the paint from her fur swirl around in the water, and has been known to splash around just to see her makeshift watercolours fly around the room. Her owner is often out and about, leaving Marjolaine to her devices most of the time. Not liking to be lonely, she tends to turn to painting when she needs something to entertain her (much to her owner's amusement); and when she can, she runs off to the junkyard to mingle with the other jellicles (she spends quite a lot of time here, as her owner is more often than not out of the house). If you find ankle-high splatters of paint on any surface in the area, it means Marjolaine has been around. It's never hard to track her down, for her paws are always leaving trails of paint behind her.

PERSONALITY: Marjolaine is confident, eclectic, and often off in her own world. She considers everything around her a canvas, and has a hard time understanding when others get upset with her for painting things without permission. Her buddies include Jennyanydots (who often asks Marjolaine to paint certain things that really need sprucing up, just to keep her out of trouble), Mistoffelees (who she considers to be an excellent muse given his sparkly fur and knack for posing), and Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer (with whom she often gets into trouble -- they stole her trademark hat for her, and she appreciates the freedom and fun of their antics; they're often hesitant to bring her along with them, however, due to her paws always having paint on them). Munkustrap understands that Marjolaine requires constant outlets for her creativity, and likes allowing her to decorate any particularly drab things in the junkyard (as well as helping out with props and costumes whenever he heads a production for Old Deuteronomy). The older cats find her charming, if not a little hard to understand. She enjoys listening to Gus and Skimbleshanks, as their stories inspire her artwork; she often asks Bustopher Jones to bring her back any leftover sauces he may have so that she can paint with them, though Jones rarely entertains this idea; she finds cats like Old Deuteronomy and Grizabella fascinating to ogle, as she rarely sees other cats with fur as long as theirs.

LIKES: Painting, swimming, exploring, novelty DISLIKES: Strict rules, sitting still, others not understanding her

THAT IS ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If you actually read all of that, I think you're pretty neat

[celemee]

For @defaultjane's prompt "Campfire", Leliana x female Tabris, past Leliana x Marjolaine. PG-13.

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Kallian stirs long before Leliana rises from the bedroll. No matter how quiet her lover is, life in the Alienage has forged her a light sleeper. She opens her eyes just enough to see the blurry outline of the campfire, dimmer now than when they retired.

It's been around three hours, Kallian guesses, and three more before they ought to rise, but Leliana needs her moment.

Surely enough, she unwraps an object rolled into a scrap of linen. Leliana stares at it for a long, quiet moment, locked in her thoughts. Tears in her eyes, Kallian imagines, though she can't see. A quick movement soon confirms her suspicions; Leliana wipes her eyes.

An unnamed something tugs at Kallian's heart, as so many times before, and she's rising before she's realised it. Saying nothing, she settles next to Leliana, offering a smile. A rarity on her lips, reserved only for a few souls in this rotting world.

"I'm sorry," Leliana says softly, blinking away tears.

Shaking her head, Kallian looks down to the item in Leliana's hands: an arrow, its blade still stained with blood.

Marjolaine's blood.

"It's not every day you kill someone you love," Kallian whispers, mindful of keeping this between them.

A beat passes and Kallian can't quite tell where it will go, but at last Leliana reacts. She lets out the barest of scoffs, as if exasperated.

"I loved her once," comes the melodic voice, a hint of frustration present, "but you're the woman I love now."

Kallian's hand finds Leliana's; she gives it a light squeeze in lieu of the words that refuse to come out, but are true all the same. Instead, she says; "You don't need to be over her."

Leliana squeezes back at this, a sigh escaping her lips. Relief, perhaps. Kallian was never good at this — the whole comforting thing, the feelings talk — but with Leliana… things just seem to go right.

"Come on, you need some rest," Kallian says, not long after Leliana's rested her head on her shoulder. It seems criminal to make her move, but Kallian needs her awake and alert tomorrow. And the next day. And the day after that. For reasons she can't say, but trusts are understood nonetheless.

Leliana nods, smiling. Carefully, she wraps the arrow inside the linen and Kallian makes no mention of it. Won't ever try and part Leliana with it, or anything else she holds valuable.

In time, perhaps this will set her apart from the woman who used and discarded Leliana like a broken weapon, even if her lips will never unseal for the things she wants to say.

Perhaps, Leliana will stay.

[requiemforthestars]

My Warden Surana would, ironically, make the perfect inquisitor. Politically-savvy well-loved Andrastian centrist and pacifist (when she can be) mage and a scholar of ancient magic? Yes please, have her lead the organization that will bring order and resolve the mage/templar war!

Which is exactly why when Cassandra asks Leliana to propose the idea to the Warden, Leliana lies and convinces her partner to stay away from it all. She knows what losing yourself to power is* and she will not have it rotting her love any more than it already has.

[consistentlyamess]

Wild Sweetness ⎮ Prologue

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pairing(s): luca x fem!oc MJ

summary: MJ has just settled in after opening back up a bakery in Chicago when some unexpected news

warnings: not much so far, takes place after season 3, 18+ , MDNI, swearing, eventual smut, second chance romance, pining, slowburn, flashbacks in italics, lmk if i missed anything!!

A/N: heeelloo!! this idea has been sloshing around in my head since i watched season 2 and started working on it while waiting for season 3. comments, likes, reblogs are appriciated as always or just come chat at me! And as always 💜💜💜 TY for reading!!!!💜💜💜

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‘Well, well, well, look what rhubarb season dragged in!’ 

‘Morning, MJ’ Marcus greeted with a big, bright smile.

‘Please, say, you have some coffee for me!’ 

‘Not even a ‘good morning’, damn, you must really be tired.’ 

‘I’m sorry, I stayed up reading again and drank two glasses of wine, so now I’m tired and also a little hungover because somewhere between re-opening the shop and last night I also became an old lady.’ Marcus laughed and shook his head. 

‘You’re not an old lady, but you do need to get out more.’

‘Weird, I don’t remember asking that coffee with a side of unsolicited advice.’ 

‘Careful, chef, you might not get the coffee either if you keep being a smartass.’ Marcus quipped back with a cheeky smile but also handing her the takeaway cup.

‘Oh, you’re a godsend, my friend.’ She took a sip and sank deeper into her place behind the counter for a second. ‘So, what's the agenda today?’ 

‘You said it: it’s rhubarb season. And we’re changing the menu.’ 

‘Excellent! Let me grab my jacket and we can go! Lucy’s is already on the fresh croissants.’

‘Hi Lucy!’ Marcus bellowed so she can hear him in the back.

‘Morning Brooks!’

‘Still no first name, huh?’ 

‘Told ya’, you gotta earn it!’

‘Be nice Lucy, I’ll be back in the afternoon!’ 

‘Got it, chef!’  

Marcus and Marjolaine (just MJ for him and most) have been doing this routine for almost a year now. With a changing of seasons came the changes of the menus and so they went out looking for inspiration. And that looking always started at the fresh, seasonal ingredients. Rhubarb was one of MJ’s personal favourites and she couldn’t wait to indoctrinate the young pastry chef. Managing a bakery could become a nightmare sometimes but having someone like Marcus, a soothing, calming presence was something she couldn’t have imagined her life without at this point. The first time Marcus wandered into the shop, they were barely open. Chairs were missing and wires were hanging from the walls but MJ set up a little stand outside. First he thought it was a little weird, operating on half-capacity, if that, but while he was drinking his coffee he asked her and it turned out to be quite the trick. 

‘Look, we've been at this for months now, right? Renovating, drilling, sawing, equipment coming in, equipment breaking, equipment coming in again. We tore down a fucking wall for crying out loud!’ She threw her hands, for emphasis and Marcus started to suspect that maybe this flare for the dramatic was some kind of common theme with people who were brave - or crazy, jury’s still out - to open a restaurant. 

‘Tell me about it.’ He said, reminiscing about Fak and Richie screaming at eachother. 

‘Right, and they know nothing about who I am, what we’re gonna do here, we’re just annoying and inconvenient as fuck. So, I thought, let’s just show them! The kitchen is almost up and running, I can also do some of it at home, some french press, some fresh pastry, bamm, nice neighbourhood bakery girl!’

‘Allright, I see you, nice bakery girl! That’s actually pretty fire.’ 

‘Well, why thank you! And while we’re at it, can I ask, where this inquiry is coming from.’ 

‘Oh, shit yeah, sorry! Hi, I’m Marcus, I work at The Bear, just down the block and I’m the pastry chef there.’

‘Sussing out the competition. Clever. Hi, Marcus, I’m Marjolaine. Yes, it’s a french name, no you don’t have to say all of that every single time. Some people call me Margie, some call me Margot, anything goes. And this place here’ she said, gesturing behind her like a circus presenter ‘is going to be the Wild Sweetness, bakery and breakfast place.’ 

‘Wow, that’s a lot of info in one breath chef.’ 

‘You don’t have to call me chef.’

‘I have to call you something, till I figure out my name for you.’ 

‘I just gave you like 4 options.’ 

‘Yeah, I know, but I want something original, welcome you to the hood properly.’ 

‘Yo, boss!’ 

‘One sec Tony! Duty calls Marcus but thanks for the chat, I hope I’ll see you around!’ 

‘Bet! Come check out The Bear sometime!’ 

‘Will do!’ 

And from then on it became a habit. Even after the Wild Sweetness opened properly, Marcus almost always started his day there. It took him about 3 weeks to come up with MJ. ‘The hair and the whole vibe. There’s something very MJ-ish about you. Comic book MJ, not movie MJ.’ 

She took it as a compliment and got to be known around The Bear as just that, MJ from the bakery. 

‘Do you have any ideas yet?’ she asked as they were walking to the market. Well, the first market that is. There was a whole routine now to the whole operation. Start at the Sweetness, since MJ was renting the flat above the bakery, but Marcus insisting that no, you’re absolutely not firing the coffee machine just for this, i’ll grab it on my way, check Frank’s, two streets down, he usually had one or two rare fruits or a new guy bringing homemade jam, so it was always worth a try. Also Frank was a staple of these mornings, in and of himself. Without fail, without a hitch greeting with a gravelly and grouchy ‘You kids are goin’ to be the death of me I swear, who wakes up like this, ass crack of dawn on a Saturday, unbelievable! Now, come on in, I got somethin’ to show you.’ Rough cut man with a thick Chicago accent, who was a real fiend when it came to very niche, hearty jams. After Frank they usually headed for the markets, browsing for hours, trying some things then getting some lunch. 

‘I’m not sure yet. A compote feels too on the nose. Rhubarb and strawberry, while a classic for a reason also feels played out. Something about, like. a deconstructed rhubarb crumble keeps popping up in my head but nothing else.’

‘Ouh, I like the sound of that. Have you talked to Carm about it?’ 

‘Not really, he’s been in a mood lately.’ 

‘Lately? I feel like he’s always in a mood.’ 

‘Yeah, fair enough.’ 

‘What’s been going on? He’s still in over his head?’ 

‘Yeah, I don’t know, I feel like he’s just, I don’t know, like he’s just stuck. He thinks that pushing himself harder is always the answer, you know?’ 

‘Yeah, I know people like that.’ 

‘Yeah, and you just can see that he’s not getting enough sleep, not talking to his people, meanwhile Nat is home with the baby, and I get it, failing is not an option but he just doesn’t need to throw a fit over how tape is cut, you know?’ 

MJ snorted a laugh. ‘Yeah, I get you. And yeah, if being hard on yourself worked, it would”ve worked by now, right?’

‘Fuck, yeah, exactly.’  

This morning in particular has been a little slower, a little quieter than usual. Marcus talking about Syd in a hushed tone while they walked from stand to stand, one she recognized immediately. She wasn’t going to meddle. Not in this anyway, but she felt for the young chef. A crush that was going nowhere. There was something so brave and defiant about the whole thing though. Holding those feelings, stepping back and still trying, still keeping an eye out for when maybe his number gets called. But it was also noticeable how he got a little quieter, a little more soft-spoken since his mother passed. 

‘You guys had that tiramisu on the menu a while back, right?’ MJ asked while looking for some peaches. 

‘Yeah, we did.’ 

‘Well, how about something in that direction? Maybe not mascarpone but something with heavy cream, make it light, little lemony, infuse it with rhubarb, ladyfingers soaked in strawberry liquor, something like that.’

‘Okay, throwing this out like it’s not a big deal. That sounds pretty fire actually.’ 

‘You give me too much credit, it might not work.’ 

‘Maybe, but you always set me on a good path, even if it’s not, like, perfect.’  

‘Allright, now you’re just sucking up.’ MJ said with a small laugh. 

They keep browsing and first she doesn’t even notice that Marcus gets lost in his phone for a minute.

‘Oh, shit!’ he exclaims, so suddenly startles her. 

‘What’s up?’ 

‘Yo, this is so cool! You remember that pastry chef I staged with in Copenhagen?’

‘Luca, right?’ 

‘That’s him! He’s coming to town! He’s taking a sabbatical and he’s coming here, to check out the restaurant and shit, yo, this is so cool, you guys can finally meet!’ 

‘Well, how about that.’ 

[tacktheyak]

and here’sssss @themostimportantnight’s fabulous oc, marjolaine the painterly cat!!

[psalacanthea]

If I ever decide to do a full fic before posting again I think I will pull out my Iron Bull's Chargers first job fic. It involves an Orlesian bard OC that happens to be Florian's bastard. Marjolaine is in it. I like Marjolaine.

[mapsofnonexistentplaces]

✨ for dalisay and any other ocs you'd like to talk about :-)

✨- How did you come up with the OC’s name?

ok so for nearly every character my process for coming up with oc names is just looking through lists of names respective to their ethnicities and noting down names that catch my eye. i think for dalisay it was instant without much competition because i think the name has a very pretty sound….

lightning round for other ccs character names i don’t think i’ve talked about before. uhhh mazin’s a name i wanted to use for a character for ages was the name of someone i knew. somsak i partially picked because i was deep into hy.lics when i first made him and the shortening soms held significance hah. demeter and ulises i vaguely chose on a whim cause i thought itd be cute if they had matching greek origin names. olzhas i found really cool as a name since it was one of the first times i’d seen the zh digraph in a name and i didn’t know the sound existed outside of romanian before. isel i thought had a very cool meaning (sole/alone in nahuatl) and later i retconned it into being a shortening of marisela which is just very euphonic. marjolaine i very specifically sought out like, a french plant-based name for and i liked the complexity of it. valerie i picked to riff on her whole valentine’s day theme since they have the same shortening of val. faris is another arabic name i’ve wanted to use for ages for a character so he got it. 👍

[mapsofnonexistentplacesremade]

Can’t believe I never asked before. Which of your ocs would wear a korn t-shirt and which wears a limp bizkit one

very serious question. marjolaine and beatrix i think

but i had to expand upon it this is my favorite joke to make

[aylaaescar]

Hi hello those ships asks are so much fun!! So here's a bunch: 11, 22, 27 for Vanyla/Leliana, 3+13 for Sky and Atton if you feel like it, 7+24 for Rosemary/Fenris, and 12-15 for Meg/Ashley? <3 WAIT also 1, 23, 30 for Aelisay/Bull

aHHHh thank you!! my blorbos and THEIR blorbos <3 (and right?? these are so fun skdfgj I love answering these, even if they take me a hot minute)

putting under a cut bc I ramble <3

Vanyla/Leliana

11. What good do they bring out in each other?

I think that what Leliana brings out of Vanyla is more obvious than the other way around, for one thing. Vanyla is way nicer and softer when Leliana is around, puts more effort into not being quite so sharp and mean as she normally is. (which, in all fairness, is a thing that she learns in general during the Blight, but Leli brings it out more often lol.)

on Leliana's end, Vanyla helps her to be more accepting and at peace with herself and what she's done. Vanyla is very firm that no matter what Leli's done in the past, it doesn't dictate who she is now, and that Marjolaine's comments were worthless, cruel jabs to lower her guard.

22. What's different about their backgrounds? Do those differences affect the relationship?

so you've got Leliana, orphan who was raised by a noblewoman turned bard turned runaway turned Chantry sister. Vanyla, meanwhile, was a noblewoman who lived in the total lap of luxury until very recently. I wanna say that it affects the relationship, but it also doesn't? as in - obviously they have different backgrounds that shaped their views on the world. I can only speak for Vanny since she's my OC, ofc, but she was deeply spoiled and self-absorbed before becoming a Warden. this woman stomped her foot and threw a fit the first time she had to actually pay for something and didn't have the coin or family name to her name. (Alistair saw it. he's been judging her for that moment ever since.)

so it affects her relationship w Leliana, but it also affects, like, everything about the Blight and her growing up as a person during it, lol. does that make sense?? learning to be less spoiled and arrogant was a big thing for her. listening to Leliana talk about her background might be one of the first times Vanyla gave much of a thought to the lives of her castle's servants, and it was a deeply uncomfortable realization that kept her up that night.

27. What interests do they share? For interests they don't share, do they ever participate anyway?

fun fact: they actually first bonded w each other because they were talking about shoes or hair, lol. they're both very feminine and fashionable, they love pretty frilly things and shoes. Vanyla is a proud Fereldan ofc, but if there's anything Orlais does better in her opinion, it's the shoes. and fashion. they go shopping together a lot whenever they're in Denerim or a major city that allows it, and though the Blight probably isn't the best time to lug around some cute dresses like that... it's fine, it's all fine, it's going to a good cause. the cause of looking great. :^)

Vanyla also loves reading and whatever the Thedosian equivalent of brain teasers are, and I would hazard a guess that Leliana enjoys those as well? yeah.

Sky/Atton (rest assured that I am always down to talk about them skdfjg I'm just lazy and haven't added the KOTOR crew to my OC page yet bc idk what to do for images?? somebody remind me to get on that sometime)

3. What's their favorite thing to tease each other about?

idk if they have a favorite thing, but they affectionately tease each other about a fair amount? piloting skills, pazaak skills, Force talents, you name it. Sky's glowing red eyes came up in conversation once when it was pitch black and Atton was able to see her anyway. gotta love the Chiss.

13. How do they express love for each other? Do they have compatible love languages?

I talked about it a bit on my old blog, but a thing before I answer bc I feel like it affects it: they never actually get together. they're in love w each other, yeah, and I think they spend their lives together after Sky returns from finding Revan, but it's strictly in this officially platonic capacity. they're best friends who understand each other and their respective dark sides better than anybody, they're loyal to each other and would die for the other, but there's also... never any romantic resolution to their relationship. neither of them can forgive themselves for what they've done enough to let themself be loved, I think. idk if I'm explaining it well haha. and in Sky's case, she doesn't know if Atton would actually want to be with her or if the Force bonds would make him fall for her. it's complicated.

anyway! to answer the actual question! I would peg them as both being quality time and acts of service - the former bc, well, they spend p much all their time together when Sky gets back from finding Revan and she reconciles with Atton. the latter bc they might never actually say the words "I'm in love with you" to each other and stay officially platonic, but they still do what they can for each other anyway. nobody has their back like the other does.

Rosemary/Fenris

7. What's their most and least favorite thing about each other?

for Rosemary: man, what didn't she like about him? his strength, his sense of humor, his cleverness, she loved p much everything. his stance on mages caused some friction, but they were able to come around and see each other's point of view after a while.

for Fenris: I'd say that he loved her compassion and humor most of all, and that what he liked the least was how much she was unable to stop blaming herself for bad things that weren't her fault. :/

24. How did they fall for each other?

I feel like they were both attracted to each other from the start, but falling in love was a thing that happened gradually over the years as they became friends and got to really know each other. idk if there was any one big event that prompted it, but they both became much more aware of their own feelings and started to explore the possibility of a romance between each other just a bit before act 2 started.

Meg/Ashley

12. What struggle have they seen each other through?

*gestures to the whole Reaper thing*

but that's a cheap answer sdkfghsjgk. Virmire is a heavy one for them both - they were both close friends with Kaidan, and his loss never really stopped being painful. it just became easier to deal with.

Meg had to deal with her former gang on Earth becoming xenophobic as they pushed into space, as well as learning more of the circumstances behind Akuze, and Ashley was present for both of those. Ashley had to deal with the loss of her sister's husband, which Meg was there for. on a much, MUCH lighter note - there was some anxiety and fear about the rules and regulations back in ME1, but by the time ME3 rolled around, they both decided they didn't care. they could be written up when the Reapers were gone.

13. How do they express love for each other? Do they have compatible love languages?

not verbally, for one thing. they'll both say it in big moments, I think, but otherwise they don't say "I love you" as much as other couples might. not that they don't feel it, ofc, it's just not who they are (and Meg in particular has a very hard time verbalizing how she feels). so I'd peg them as quality time and acts of service? spending a lot of time together while going out of their way to do things for the other that'll make her life easier.

14. What little things remind them of each other?

Meg re: Ashley: phoenix armor, shotguns (or boomsticks, as they're lovingly called), poetry, discussions of faith

Ashley re: Meg: the color pink, pretty shoes and fashion in general, biotic charges, hilariously deadpan/stoic responses to weird stuff

15. What habits or characteristics have they picked up from each other?

idk if this one counts as a habit, but Meg's become a lot more expressive after she and Ashley have been together for a while. she's still largely a stoic person lol, but she shows emotions more often than she used to. also she smiles more, which takes everybody by surprise the first time that happens.

Ashley feels a little bit harder to pin down? maybe a bit of Meg's rather clipped way of speaking, but that's about all I can think of? 🤔 she doesn't really strike me as the type to easily pick up stuff from others, she's very uniquely herself lol.

Ealisay/Bull

1. What do they think of each other's family? And how does the family feel?

the Ostwick clan just loves that one :^D jk no uh, the Trevelyan family isn't terribly thrilled as a whole? Ealisay's parents would really rather that she agree to marry some nice noble and secure an alliance, but I'm also reasonably sure there's jack squat they can do about it since their kid is LITERALLY the Herald of Andraste. they come to be more accepting over time, and even approve a little bc Ealisay is obviously happy, but it takes a bit for them to get there. Ealisay's siblings are kind of mixed - at least one is the same as their parents, at least one just plain doesn't care and is ¯\_(ツ)_/�� about it, and I know Ealisay has a mage twin brother (you heard it here first, folks) who's happy for her. that said, Ealisay isn't really close to her family in general and doesn't actively seek their approval anymore. she's happy with Bull, and that's what matters to her. I get the impression that Bull probably wouldn't want to get involved with that scene?? which works fine for Ealisay, bc she doesn't really want to get involved anymore either.

long paragraph woo

on Bull's end, obviously biological family is trickier bc the Qun but! he sure does have the Chargers! and Ealisay gets along with them VERY well, they're family as far as they're both concerned. complete with meddling sister vibes as she plays matchmaker for Krem and Maryden.

23. What was their first impression of each other?

Ealisay internally: m u s c l e s

basically that he was A) enormous B) good in a fight C) hot D) BIG MUSCLES. idk if it's been mentioned before but that girl is heart eyes for big muscles. it's hot. she also thought he seemed like he'd be enjoyable to have around, just from his general demeanor, so she liked him p much right away? admitting that he was a Ben-Hassrath didn't really deter her lol, she thought it was nice that he was upfront and didn't really think about that until waaaay later.

on Bull's end, I will assume that he also noticed Ealisay being good in a fight bc that lady is a solid tank lol. also that she was... ehh "silly" isn't the right word, but not as serious as one might assume the Herald of Andraste to be? he knew who she was right away, ofc, but she was a lot more relaxed and playful than one might have assumed a noblewoman turned Herald to be.

30. Where is their relationship the strongest?

w their muscles bc they're both buff warriors 💪🐮💪👩

jk no, I'm gonna say that it's in how plain supportive they are of each other? Bull's is obvious from his romance, how much he goes out of his way to help the Inquisitor feel good and grounded, and I love him for it (as does Ealisay). Ealisay is similar in that regard - she's the first to tell him that he's a good man without the Qun and that he doesn't need it to be a good person, she'll just shrug and pick up the stick and go to town when he's doing those fear exercises, she distracts him so he'll have a nice birthday surprise even tho they both know he knows what the Chargers are doing. they're very ride or die for each other.

[themostimportantnight]

Random fun fact about any oc of yours?

So far, I've only posted about one of my OCs (Marjolaine), but I've also got another Cats OC named Morturoy! Maybe I'll post about him soon :)

FACTS!!!!!!!

Marjolaine's name came from the credits of Side Order (Splatoon DLC); it reminded me of cats like Jemima and Victoria, who have pretty human names

I imagine her owner's apartment to be full of plants and sunlight, all the time

She was originally gonna be super fluffy, and I don't remember why I changed that

I've got a bunch of non-Cats OCs who I haven't posted about -- I've got a story in the works with a few of them, so maybe they'll see the light of day if people are interested :D

[choccy-zefirka]

npc opinions: cassandra? leliana? take your pick of ocs to poll!

*rotates the OC lotto drum*

Yvie is besties with Cassandra! She was the first Inquisition member she got acquainted with, albeit under difficult circumstances, and helped her figure things out when a simple catering job at the Conclave devolved into... this. In a way, Cassandra's determination, courage and stubbornness remind Yvie of her favourite sister Julie, the Warden Commander of Vigil's Keep.

Kairos Surana, who's the Inquisitor because he, already an Enchanter at the time of Origins, was transferred from Lake Calenhad to Ostwick after the Uldred incident and later became a Conclave delegate, vaguely remembers Leliana being there with the Hero of Ferelden when his first Circle fell. Being a huge survivor's guilt- and PTSD-ridden mess himself, he has an inkling that something fundamentally shifted within her since then. She's both a kindred spirit to him, and more detached from the Circle events than Cullen, who is painfully awkward around Kairos and tries his patience. So while Kairos becomes romantically involved with Bull and Cassandra, he and Leliana hang out sometimes. He likes her birds, they match his glowy-white-skin-black-hair-black-corseted-robes aesthetic. (See figure 1: local elf spotted shopping at Hot Topic)

Incidentally, Kairos and Uldred also used to be an item, in a rather messed up way, so in a sense, Uldred was his Marjolaine.

[babydonkeyfromshrek]

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Thanks @angelicaether for the tag 💜💜💜💜

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Last Movie : not a movie but the Hannibal series 😌 I love my murder husbands, Halloween ends ( I liked it cuz Jamie and James 😩) and the shinning ( my fav )

Last Song : save me from myself by the band Crowne I love them so much their second album is fire 😭💜🤠I’m so proud

Sweet/Spicy/Savory : sweet and salty ( Ik it’s not in the list shush) even tho I like some spice wings from time to time

Currently Working On: finishing English and French class to finally get my HS diploma (cuz they punished me years ago for not doing my presentations ) and also working on my OC ( I suck at drawing )

Tag Nine People You Would Like to Know Better

@faithghoul

@angelstraiqhtfromhell

@gay-ri0t

@lady--kenobi

@lostbetweenvampiresandmusic

@leatherfaceologist

@agentduckorico

@a7estrellas

@bimboghostface

💜💜💜💜

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My OCs. Firumida d'Ergo, Marjolaine Everid and Ser Arthur.

[ladypurplejanewrynn]

Another WoW OC as the miraculous hero. This is Marjolaine @valthevigilant OC as the turtle hero.

[ortegatrash]

Don’t think I’ve drawn the puppets before but here they are!)

Eden (Mikael’s puppet): Claims his parents were hippies. Also answers to Rapunzel. Since he tries not to wear all-black like in his actual body he goes for soft comfy cat jumpers and cat tshirts.

Marjolaine (Aran’s puppet): Obsessed with France and French stuff and thinks it’s super romantic, would be crushed to see the reality. Posts  a e s t h e t i c  photos on instagram and all selfies of her have her doing the peace sign.

Simba (Léon’s puppet): Dresses in shiny black leather, looks like a nice young man until he talks about something psycho with a happy smile. Sweet tooth. May or may not be a split personality planning a coup.