#oc: nefare

[kaizuart]

Sometimes it's self care to draw your oc collecting members of the polycule a la the ending theme song of Bucchigiri.

Here's Fabi and some hearts he's stolen!

[thanatos-heard-somewhere]

Ok, this art made me suffer like Teshin in War Within. Or like Teshin, who died on Praghasa, in Duviri, wherever he decides to die. Anyway!

I finished it. I made it suffer in return.

WIP compilation is very funny, especially since I edited anatomy bugs on the render already...

Yeah, I'm a lunatic, who cares?

[heehoighofoxijin]

Been a while since I've posted because I've been busy crafting feral forest lesbian creatures. They hunt humans for sport!

Meet Tuille and Zest! Idk what medium their story will be told in but I'm calling it Nefarities for now.

[plagues01]

An art trade with @hombrediablo

I drew his oc, Darth Nefare

[moonshinenum]

I decide to name one of my monster base off Dr Nefarious 

(Welp that didn’t happen and only call him nefarious because 10 max name) 

I love this boi and nefarious just fits for him (ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ ♥

[youreallyshouldtalkmore]

A Favor for a Favor

A.N: My Twst Yuu OC Mia with Scarabia!! 

Twisted Wonderland Masterlist

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“No way. Absolutely not!” 

Kalim pouted, “Come on, Mia!! Why not!” 

“Look at me, do I look like I like parties?” Mia asked, gesturing dramatically to herself. 

Kalim looked her up and down once before cocking his head once, “What does a person that like parties look like?” 

Mia couldn’t help but to look at Jamil, who only shook his head once before letting out a sigh. They were lounging around Scarabia dorm, where Kalim was currently trying to convince Mia to come to their party next week. 

“Huh? What?” Kalim asked looking between the two of them. Then he grinned. “It will be fun!” 

“No.” 

Kalim pouted and scooted closer to Mia, who glared at him balefully, “Pleasssse!!” 

“Why do you want me to go so badly? Just hanging out with the three of us is pleasant. Why add more idiots?” 

Jamil snickered once while Kalim rolled his eyes, “Because it’s…funnn!” 

“Maybe for you! But I don’t like parties. I didn’t like them in my world, and I don’t like them now.” 

“Why?” 

“First off, too many people running around, and they generally talk about stupid stuff.” 

Jamil had to school his face as he looked off, taking a drink out of his goblet. Inside, he couldn't help but to agree. Every party he went too was boring as jack. He was almost grateful to stay in the kitchen for the most part when Kalim threw his parties. But even then Kalim at some point will come and drag him around for awhile. Mia was lucky she didn’t have to be subjected to that. 

“But think about all the new people you could meet!!!” 

“Bold of you to assume I want to!”  Mia snapped, “Besides, spoken like a true extrovert! You are an extrovert’s extrovert. Me, my behind is an introvert. I don’t like people on a good day, I certainly don’t want to crowd around a bunch of people I probably haven’t spoken to, to exchanged niceties about….nice things. It’s pointless. Let it go! I ain’t going!” 

Kalim deflated and pouted, but said nothing else. 

“Though I hope you have fun…..” Mia said after a moment had passed. 

Kalim pouted, “Would be more fun with you there too.”

Jamil finally spoke up, “She said no. Now let it go.” 

“I am. I’m just saying. I will miss not having her around.” 

Jamil rolled his eyes, “You see her almost everyday on campus. Her not being at the party wouldn’t make a bit of difference. That being said, I will have to plan the menu for next week.” 

“Don’t forget the Shawarma!!” Kaliim grinned. 

Mia looked between the two before slowly a grin came to her face, then suddenly she was cackling.  Jamil sat up a little straighter and eyed her. He noticed that she was looking at Kalim while she laughed, almost menacing. He couldn’t help his reflexes. 

Kalim cocked his head, unbothered, “What’s so funny, Mia!?”

Mia finally stopped laughing and clapped her hands twice, “Alright, I changed my mind. I will go to your party but….” 

Kalim shot to his feet, “YES!!” 

“Ei! There is a but…did you not hear the but?” Mia growled, reaching up to drag Kalim back down by the clothes. 

Jamil’s eyes narrowed. He heard the ‘but’ clearly. Mia were up to something. He could sense it. His dark eyes lingered on her unblinkingly. 

“But….” Mia drawled once she had Kalim’s attention, “Number 1…” she held up on finger, “I owe you two hours. If I disappear after two hours, don’t look for me. There is a limit amount of time before my battery crashes and unless you want me to be on the floor twitching somewhere, you won’t force me to stay beyond two hours.” 

Kalim nodded, looking concern at her description, “Two hours is short but alright!” 

“Number 2..” here she held up two fingers, “....you will owe me a favor.” 

“Deal!” Kalim cried at the same time that Jamil asked, “What kind of favor?” 

Afterwards, Jamil snapped, “Don’t just agree to favors before you hear them!” 

Mia sighed and slapped her hand on her head, “Jamil is right. You need to hear out all conditions before agreeing to them. You are lucky it’s just me. What if I was some nefarious person that had your worst interest at heart?” 

Kalim grinned, “Ahhh! Right. I forgot.” 

Mia tsked once, “Your head is not just for pretty decoration, Kalim. Let’s try to remember this.” 

“Right!! I will remember!” 

Both you and Jamil looked at each other. 

But would he though…? 

“Anyway, my favor is relatively easy. After your party Jamil is mine for four hours. I’ll let you pick the day and time, but I require Jamil Viper for four hours.” 

Jamil blinked at the same time that Kalim almost shouted, “Deal!” 

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“Why?”

Mia looked over at Jamil. 

She was leaving to return to Ramshackle Dorm. Kalim had hugged her in his usual style before fleeing away to plan the party, leaving Jamil who had lingered behind. 

His dark eyes gaze at her steadily. 

“Why…what?” Mia asked blinking. 

Jamil only scrunched up his nose as he eyed her, “Why do you need me for four hours?” 

Mia placed her hand on her chin and held her elbow. She gazed back at him for a long moment, “Ahhh, that….” she drawled, “Mmm, well….four hours seemed not too long and not too short. I should have asked for a whole day, but that was probably pushing it….” 

“No, Mia.” Jamil was losing his patience. Why did Mia ask for such a random thing? What did four hours of his time mean? It was getting on his nerves, “What do you need me to do? Not the amount of time.” 

“Nothing….” 

Jamil looked stupid-ify. “E-Excuse me?” 

“I want you to bring whatever you want to bring and do for four hours. That will be your choice. A book, a movie. Do your homework. Bring your pillows and blanket if you want. I…I really don’t care.”

Jamil’s dark eyes glared, “That sounds vague as jack.” 

“It’s purposeful vague!” chirped Mia. 

“But you haven’t explained why?” 

“Do I need a reason?”

“Yes.” 

Mia gave a soft smile and clasped her hands behind her back, “Don’t you trust me by now? I’m not gonna hurt Kalim or you.” 

Jamil’s eyes slid away, “I didn’t say you were….”   

“It’s also why I allow you all to pick the day and time. So you comfortably plan when you want to be away.” 

Jamil just looked back at Mia, no less confused than five minutes ago. But four hours away from Kalim did require planing. Jamil had to make sure he was feed, so he figured the best day would be on a Sunday after dinner. Kalim would have eaten and there was no school, and he would be back before night. 

That Sunday night he was still confused as to want Mia wanted him to do as he walked up to Ramshackle Dorm.  Jamil knew she said he could choose, but he didn’t know what to do. Maybe she wanted him to cook for her? He ended up bringing nothing really except himself. 

When Mia answered his knock, she grinned and let him inside. “Wonderful, it’s 7pm! You have until 11pm!” 

After his coat and shoes were off, Jamil asked once again, “What is it you need me to do?” 

“I was right. This was too open-ended for you.” Mia said worriedly, “No worries! Your answer is here!” She pointed to the living room. 

Jamil eyed her once before walking into the living room. His eyes widen. “When did you even have time to do this?”  

There were sofas and pillows and blankets from Scarabia dorm. It looked inviting, but Jamil was still confused. What did this woman want him to do? 

“Nothing!! Literally nothing!!” Mia cried after he frustrated ask her again.

“Look, I literally want you to take a break. A break. A rest. So for four hours, it will be silent or whatever you would like to do or hear.” Mia dragged a bag over and pulled out a few things, “Kalim gave me one of your favorite CDs if you want music. He also packed your favorite magazines too. What I want you to do for me for four hours is relax. Chill. That's it. You are not here to cook, help me with my homework, gardening, none of that. You are to do…literally nothing.” 

Jamil gazed at Mia a long moment, “That’s….” 

Mia gestured to the living room and finally Jamil entered. He glanced around as Mia took up a seat that apparently she was already using. Her art supplies were littered around. Looking at the set-up, Jamil couldn’t believe that they actually were doing this. Gingerly he sat down and tried to get himself comfortable. It took a little while, especially to set his brain. He couldn’t help but to feel he should be doing something. Not just lounging around like this. This was Kalim’s style, but the longer it went on the longer he relaxed. He appreciated the silence and declined the music. 

Instead, he was close enough that he could see Mia drawing. “Is that a gargoyle?” He asked after a little while. 

Mia looked up with huge golden round glasses sitting on her face. Jamil’s mouth quirked, he as he held his head in his hands, at the sight. 

“Yep! I drew it during the Gargoyle Research Society. I’m about finished with this one, though.” She returned to coloring. 

After an hour had passed, Jamil noticed something as he dozed, “Where’s Grim? And uncle ghosts?” 

Mia blinked at the suddenly sound and had to process, but once she did, she grinned, “I sent Grim packing with his tuna to Heartlabyul. Let him be Riddle’s problem for four hours. As for the uncle ghosts, they are haunting the campus. No one is allowed to return until 11:15pm.” 

Jamil blinked at this. He was surprised the Mia had gone through all of this just to get him to relax. His eyes fluttered shut, “And the furniture?” 

“Well, I thought it might be more relaxing for you. So I convinced Kalim to let me borrow some pieces. He was all too happy when I told him I wanted you to be comfortable and relax. And Epel told me about this magic bag that could move big things like that, so I borrowed it off of him. I think he got it from Vil.” 

“Hmmm….” 

This was nice, actually. It was rare when Jamil had time to himself in a quiet environment. 

Did he fall asleep? 

He was gently roused by the sound of Mia’s voice. He opened his head to see her kneeling over him. “It’s 11.” 

Jamil blinked, “Ahh, right. It’s 11.” Pause, “I guess I should get going.” 

Jamil didn’t move. 

Mia grinned down at him, her golden round glasses still on her face, “And this is exactly why I built in 15-minute grace period.” 

Jamil slowly sat up, ignoring how everything in him wanted to lay back down again,  “You really thought of everything, didn’t you?” 

Mia stood with a shrug, “Eh, I tried.”  

Jamil slowly stood, almost instantly missing the warmth of the pillows. He forced himself not to look back as he made his way back to the door and put on his shoes. Once he slung his coat around him, he turned back to Mia, “I….It…..” 

After a moment,“Thank you.” 

Jamil gave a soft smile, and he swore he  saw her lone strand of hair wiggle once as she tittered. She waved it away, “No problem. We’ll have to do it again sometime.” 

Jamil couldn’t help his visible surprise. 

This would happen again? 

“Of course, it’s happening again! I ain't’ going through another over blot again with you. A little relaxation here and there…will go a long way!” 

Jamil couldn’t help but to laugh as he bid Mia good night. When he returned to Scarabia dorm, Kalim peered into his face once before grinning. 

“Good! Good!” was all he said before bidding goodnight and going to his room. 

[thanatos-heard-somewhere]

You had it coming.

I'll try to finish Nefar's portrait today, but no promises.

[thanatos-heard-somewhere]

So, my brand-new-harajuku-gothic-lolita-vintage table has arrived! Now I can draw without breakin' my own anatomy, just the anatomy of my characters on the screen, as per usual. BTW - on the right, keeping me company, is a dollification of my avandish OC, Gudada Valasi, Nefar's cousin.

And, guys. Remember to hydrate!