#siane oc

[ensiriustea]

2022 art

bnuuy redraw sketch hehe

[crystellaleaf]

Twisted wonderland OC bio

Name: Sian

Pronouns: she/her

Appearance: Dark brown hair and dark purple eyes. She also likes to wear her hair into a high ponytail during gym class. She has fairy pixie wings like Tinkerbell. Has two forms only difference is her size (pixie size vs human size)

Dorm affiliation: Ramshackle, was sorted into Diasomnia but upon finding out there a girl. Crowley has her stay in Ramshackle alongside Yuzu.

Species: laughter born fairy (technically is a pixie Fae, like fairies from one of those tinker bell moives).

Year and class: Freshmen, 1-D (yes she is classmates with Sebek)

Birthday: December 1st

Age: 17

Height: 174cms (5"7)

Dominant hand: left-handed

Homeland: no official name yet

Club: magic shift club

Best subject: PE

Hobby: writing letters

Dislikes: being insulted or mistreated, ppl hurting Yuzu in any way

Favorite food: desserts

Least favorite food: overly salty foods

Talents: she is a fast-flying Fairy, can use wind magic without her pen (needs magic pen to do other types of magic without getting blot).

Other: Being from a world without technology she is curious and intrigued by technology and technomancy. Will join Yuzu in learning and playing videogames.

Doesn't really use social media much compared to Yuzu.

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Sian tends to talk sternly and down to those that bother her. No nonsense person, unless it's someone she cares for like Yuzu. She has a soft spot for those she considers family but is very overprotective of them at times.

She never asked to be stuck in another world and since she isn't planning on staying and is determined to go back to her world. She sees no reason to be more than friendly acquaintances with anyone from Twisted wonderland. Yuzu keeping dragging Sian around during their attempts to get Sian to make some friends.

[anfeycare]

i never mentioned them here, but i'm thinking of my Dorian Gray character again

Sian L. Hare

(read Sian as "Zian" — just like the "-sian" in "dionysian")

yes, that's their name

yes, they go by they/them/theirs/themself and neutral words only

i'm feeling such an anxiety to draw them again, but i gotta finish other stuff first and i have so many ideas on my queue khsvckkjs agh-

i miss them 😅

[un-named-dumbfuckers]

Passing the padawan trials

22BBY

"I DID IT, I DID IT, I DID IT" running down the large hallway almost tripping on my own feet a few times before reaching Barriss at the other end. Barriss had passed the padawan trials a few days prior along with her friend Ahsoka. She has gotten paired with the lovely master Luminara and Ahsoka's master Skywalker. I'm a smidge jealous of Ahsoka, to be honest, she got assigned to the chosen one but then again not sure I'd ever learn anything staring at that gorgeous face of his.

"i passed!" huffing and puffing from my sprint down the hall

"i heard, congratulations, d'you get assigned yet?"

"no not yet but I'm so excited to meet them, i hope they're as nice as Master Luminra." i caught my breath a tad more "how was your first day with her? i haven't seen you in weeks so i must know"

a little smile creeps into her cheeks "she was a little intimidating at first but after she took me to Mirial to get my new tattoos, what d'ya think by the way?" gesturing to the diamonds on her cheeks that where not there last week. "she is far more caring than i thought she'd be."

"awe BareBare, that's so sweet, i hope my master is as nice as Master Luminara."

linking our arms and making our way to the dining room gabbing away about nothing and everything all at once. continuing as such once we've grabbed our lunch of blue cup noodles and meat sticks. Unfortunately, our catch-up session ended prematurely with Master Luminara who came to collect Barriss along with her clone commander. Commander Gree at her side or as I call him commander Answer, thought that was pretty funny when I said it. He said they were in a bit of a rush and gave Bare the option to take her lunch with her which she declined and offered her meat stick to me before heading off.

~ the following morning

Waking up at my usual 6am for a little solo meditation in my room has become routine, i don't like meditating i a group it feels weird. master Yoda said i did not have to go to morning meditation anymore because i passed the trials which is a relief.

"Padawan Esad!?"

my eyes shoot open at the intrusion so early in the morning, I'm still in my P.J' I'm not ready for visitors yet. noticing it is a master in my doorway i scramble to stand up and greet her.

"good morning master, may i help you?"

"you may get dressed and come with me young one, we have much to discuss and people for you to meet." turning around and walking away from my door she leaves me to ponder what the ever-loving kriff that is supposed to mean. i feel horrible that i don't know her name i should at least remember her face but i don't. once dressed i exit my quarters to see the tall woman waiting arms crossed at her chest waiting for me. following the Deveronion through the temple halls out onto a landing pad where a medium-sized ship had several clones, i assume her battalion, standing at attention. i wonder why i am meeting her men? the biggest of them all approaches as we do.

"Commmander Beef-Cake at your service young lady."

"Nice to meet you Commander... may i ask, why am i meeting you all?"

"Oh dear, that's my fault sorry. introductions; Makilesh Esad, my name is Sian Jeisel and i will be your teacher from now on. hope thats alright with-" i cut her off with my excitement

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" jumping into her arms smiling ear to ear.

I've got my new Master, i can't wait to tell Barriss.

[yuripira4e]

Reading through some of my older and current story ideas and seeing what tropes I apparently really like

- royalty/ high class x normal person

- amnesia/ missing memory

- dislike based on personal bias to friends to lovers

- second chance romance/ second chance at love relationship for the older character or they date their old childhood friend or both

- New character joins an already established crew/ family that’s dysfunctional at best but still love each other

- main character with vastly different inner and outer dialogues

-major-minor character death (an important almost major character with their own pov and everything but not like one of the big 2-4)

- parents aren’t dead but they suck

- somebody’s affecting the mcs body through magic to help themselves

[dollfat]

scelatus fel showed up the first night after freeing aylin as expected. sorrel passed the saves to protect shadowheart flawlessly on first try. 1 sleep to talk to aylin and then one more for shadow to change her hair. im bout to leave for act 3 and im so scared im gonna miss an act 2 romance scene, but maybe its triggered by leaving the shadowlands? it would make sense her romance is differently paced than the others. i know we're dating now because we have the kiss and break up options

[justmoreocs-writing]

Siân Cavendish is the older twin sister of Scot and doesn’t really get along with people. She works part-time in the ice cream shop only so she can spend more time with her brother. Siân loves ice skating; she’s a figure skater by training and loves that skating in itself is a bigger thing in her new home than it ever was in England. Siân gets irritated easily by the hockey players, but cannot deny that their skating is incredible.

She kind of gets dragged into the whole magical world of the Locke’s because of her brother - and kind of because she’s beginning to realise Tyler Locke isn’t a terrible person. She’s very protective of her brother.

Honestly, I’m probably going to come up with another OC at some point to be a romantic interest for Scot, but we shall see.

[raycatzdraws]

Happy New Year! Here's to strengthening friendships, learning new skills, and summer camp!

The December art is @theelvishfiddler's robot oc! Thanks for letting me model them, Sian!

2022 | 2021 | 2020 | 2019 | 2018 | 2017 | 2016 | 2015 | 2014 | 2013

[writingsofestella]

vespera - ch. 0

Apostate!Din Djarin x Ex!Jedi!OC -(no use of Y/N Canon Divergent - some plot changed for sake of story, the razor crest lives )

tws // general canon violence, usage of blasters and weapons, mentions of death, minors DNI 18+ only, angst, mature content, more tags to be added later on

a/n: first chapter of the new story. posting this into the void and hoping someone likes it to read it. this story has been spiralling around in my brain for weeks now and i wanted to share it and get it out there. let me know what you all think, and i hope you like it.

wc: 2637

It was nice to see people celebrating. With all of the chaos in the galaxy, it was good to see celebrations of happiness, now and then. Children laughing and chasing each other, adults holding one another tightly, neighbors helping neighbors, excitedly talking and cheering.

The great stone water fountain in the middle of the small village hadn't been running for years. The marshal had seemingly had the only working fountain in the entire town in his home. Of course, he was a businessman first, and couldn't help but use that to his gain. Man had to make credits somehow, he claimed.

How ironic it was that after an anonymous tip, the people investigated the water lines that ran through the town, through the buildings, only to find that the pipes had been turned off and rerouted. The marshal, who had claimed to have his people's best interests at heart, had pled innocence.

It was also ironic how, overnight, he ghosted the town. By morning light, the great fountain in the center was bursting forth with fresh water from the underground spring. Other smaller fountains in the town were filled with water once again, restoring life to the dying town.

If someone were to be paying attention, they'd think it strange that all this seemingly happened within the few weeks after the stranger had arrived to their little town.

The hooded stranger paid them all no mind, as she stood in the shadow of an alleyway. She leaned against the cool stone wall, taking comfort in it.

The heat that bore down on the planet Utov from its' two suns was almost unbearable for her to handle, which might have been another reason the town's fountains were now back in order.

Maybe she just hated seeing old men in power.

It was all just coincidental, of course.

One of the townsfolk, a young mother with a kid on her hip, excitedly came up to her. She had a wide smile on her face, relief and joy evident on her once worn and tired features. "Fyra, isn't it amazing? We won't have to worry about water anymore!" 

Fyra smiled from under her scarf. "It is. What does the little one think?" She asked, looking from the mother to the child. 

"Oh, he's got all sorts of ideas in his head about who did it." The mother, who was named Siane, teased, lightly. 

The kid, a young boy no older than six, looked at Fyra with wide eyes and a toothy smile. "You did it, didn't you?" He loudly whispered. "They said it was a shadow in the night, that no one really saw who it was!" 

"Hush now! We don't want to be bothering our traveler with that." Siane lightly chastised, teasingly pinching the boy's ear.

He let out a whine in protest, squirming.

Fyra simply gave a tilt of her head, amused. "What a shadow that must've been then." She responded lightly, holding her fingers out and wiggling them playfully. 

The boy giggled, and reached his own little hand out for her to take. She squeezed his hand playfully, before letting it go. Fyra didn't miss the inquisitive look she received, however, from Siane.

"These kids and their imaginations." She sighed out, shaking her head, but there was a happy smile on her face. "We're going to Danthi's later to celebrate. Are you coming?" Siane asked, tilting her head slightly.

"I don't know. I might, might not." Fyra said, undecided yet. "You know I'm not one for large celebrations." She said.

Siane let out a snort, shaking her head. "Yeah, I can tell. You're over here sulking in the corner instead of coming out and celebrating with us."

"I'm not sulking, I'm in the shade." Fyra retorted, shaking her head.

Siane let out an exasperated sigh, and then shook her head. "Alright, alright. Well, if you wanna go, you know where we'll be at." She says, as her little boy starting squirming to be let down and go run around with the other children. "I'll see you later then." She said, and with a nod, was being dragged out to the crowd by her child.

Fyra let out a quiet huff, that smile still playing on her lips, as she shook her head. She slipped away from the main celebration, making her way down the alleyway. She might go get a drink later, maybe something refreshing since she felt parched already from the day.

As she walked around the corner, however, a sinking feeling filled her stomach, and the hairs on the back of her neck and her arms stood straight up. She held her breath as she slowed her steps.

Without warning, a vibrocord whip flew past her head and she swerved, just in time to avoid getting trapped in it.

The culprit of the vibrocord stepped around the corner as it whipped back to its owner. A Mandalorian, in worn, chipped armor, appeared in the shadows of the alleyway. The only thing new on him was his beskar helmet, which stared down at her, unrelenting. His fingers twitched over the blaster at his hip.

A bounty hunter.

All the way out here.

"That's a rude way to say hello." She found herself saying, body tense, ready to run.

"You're a hard woman to find." He spoke back, voice rough through the modulator in the helmet.

"Maybe that's the point."

He gave the slightest tilt of his head. "They told me not to bother speaking to you, just to bring you in." He spoke out, voice even, controlled. "But I'll offer you a deal. You can come with me peacefully, or, I can drag you, kicking and screaming."

"That's not much of a deal." She retorted back, her body tense with the adrenaline filling her to run once again. Her heart raced as she tried to will the Force to calm her, help her think rationally so she'd make it out of this alive.

"Murderers with a bounty of their head don't usually get deals at all." He retorted, taking a threatening, stalking step toward her.

She cursed internally. She thought she'd gotten far enough away to not have any bounty hunters follow her this far out.

She had thought wrong.

"How kind of you." She retorted, voice dry as she took a cautionary step backwards. "Too bad I'll have to decline your deal."

With a roll and a duck, she narrowly avoided the vibrocord whip that shot past her head. Without hesitation, she used that momentum to bolt forward. 

Right Into the busy marketplace. 

She didn't hesitate. Ducking and weaving in between people, she ignored the yells of profanity as she pushed through. She could hear his footsteps, heavy and powerful, chasing after her. The screams and yells of the people they pushed through.

She could only hope the people would slow him down enough for her to escape. She pushed herself further into the crowd, no longer pushing, blending in and moving with the crowd. 

Sharply, she turned into an alleyway, a small cantina set in the back. Making her way, briskly, past the couples lingering outside, she was quick to get inside. It took her a minute to blink, for her eyes to adjust, but she was still moving. She couldn't stop. Her heart raced, chest heaving, as she tried to keep the panic at bay.

The cantina wasn't busy, most crowds outside still in the marketplace, celebrating. There were a few people she knew inside, people she had helped, setting up for the party.

Her eyes landed on the bartender, who was hanging something up. 

Danthi, with her greying hair pulled back into a tight bun and a towel over her shoulder, immediately shot up to look at her. Her hazel eyes locked onto her.

Frya pulled down the cloth over her face. "Danthi-" She sucked in a panicked breath. 

"Oh Fyra! What's got you so panicked, you look like you've seen a ghost!" She immediately gushed out, coming down off of the ladder to her side.

"There's a Mandalorian after me." She said, trying to reign in her fear. "I don't know how he found me but-"

Danthi gently grasped her arms, standing in front of her. "Calm down, breathe." She said, voice soothing. She started to lead her behind the bar. "Hey, you two!" She yelled at the two sitting near the door. "Whoever distracts the Mandalorian gets free drinks for the next month." She barked out.

The two aliens grinned. Downed their drinks. They cracked their necks, then walked outside, casually, as if not going up to face a Mandalorian bounty hunter. 

Danthi turned back to her. "We knew this would eventually happen, right?" She said, continuing to lead her around the bar. Pushing open the half door, she led her in. 

"Yes, but I didn't think it'd happen so soon- I just came back here not that long ago." She breathed out, adrenaline pumping through her veins.

"There's a trapdoor leading to underground tunnels. Follow it, straight, 'till it dead-ends. You'll find a transport droid that'll take you to a port." She ducked under the bar, grabbing a canvas bag, giving it to her. "Take this and run." 

Fyra was overwhelmed with emotion, with information. She tried to control it, letting the Force in to try and let it wash over her again. "But what if he comes in here?" 

She gave a shrug, a grin growing on her face. "I'm not scared of any man, let alone a Mandalorian." She tucked Fyra's scarf better atop her head. "You need to go. Let this be your payment for helping us." She said. "Let us help you, just this once." 

"Danthi-" 

She pulled Fyra into a tight, quick hug, before pulling back. She pulled out the key from under the collar of her shirt, unlocking the trapdoor.

It looked dark, dimly lit. Like a dungeon or a tomb for the dead, dust and dirt spewing out down below.

Looking back up to Danthi, she gave one more look. "Thank you." She breathed out. 

"Go. May the Force be with you." She smiled, giving one last squeeze of Fyra's arms. 

They could hear yelling outside. An argument. She could sense the rising danger just outside the cantina doors.

"Come on, Mando! Don't you ever take a day off and drink?!" 

"You think there's a living bein' under that armor or do you think he is the armor?"

The two women locked eyes again, and Danthi all but pushed her down the trapdoor. 

She landed on her feet, half stumbling, with a cloud of dust, dirt, and sand shooting up around her. Jerking her head back up, she got one last look at Danthi's confident, grinning face, before it was sealed back up.

And she was left in complete darkness.

Swallowing thickly, she took in a steadying breath. Letting it out, she reached to her side for the silver-hilted weapon she kept at her side. Her fingers ran over the worn but familiar buttons, but she did not ignite it. Instead, she reached for the flashlight she kept on her belt.

Yellow flickering light ignited in the tunnel as the flashlight came to life. It casted shadows against the walls, down the endless tunnels. Little creatures of the darkness slithered back into it, hissing and clicking noises following as they disappeared back into their darkness.

Ignoring the shiver that ran up her spine, she slid her scarf back over her face. She started walking down the tunnel, heading straight and true as Danthi told her. She tried to keep her memories in check. She was not being left behind in a tomb. She was not being abandoned by her Master. 

There was, however, someone hunting her down once more.

She could sense danger up above her and she had no doubt that it was the Mandalorian. Quickening her steps, she continued down the tunnel, trying to keep herself calm and grounded. She had to keep moving, had to keep going. 

Reaching the end of the tunnel, she heard a noise that made her heart drop to her stomach. It was the sound of flame, and then, metal melting. 

She turned off the light, sliding it back onto her holster, swift. Jumping up onto the ladder, she could hear the metal trapdoor being melted, falling away and crashing to the ground. She pushed away any and all thoughts about Danti being hurt. She couldn't. She couldn't let herself slow or let Danthi's efforts go in vain to get her out safe.

She was fine. She had to be.

Rapidly, she climbed up the ladder, using her shoulder to try and open it. "Dank ferrik!" She hissed out when it didn't budge. With a lift of her hand, she swiped it across the lock. 

A click resounded and it flung open. 

She pulled herself up and out, finding herself in another alleyway, on the outskirts of town. Heaving for air as she pulled herself up, she saw the transport droids with the sandships, hovering and waiting. 

Shoving the trapdoor back, with a loud, resounding SLAM and another flick of her wrist, it locked behind her, sealing it shut. She bolted toward the ship, not caring if anyone was out to see her frantic movements. 

She slid to a stop in front of the sandship, wide eyes, heaving chest, looking at the R2 droid in the ship.

"I need to get to the port. Now." She commanded.

It beeped in response. A question of where she wanted to go.

"Doesn't matter. Closest one. One that can get me off-planet." She retorted, hopping into the sandship, tying the bag Danthi had given her around her back and under her shoulder. 

Within seconds, she was taking off, zooming across the dry, hot desert. She felt the blaster before she heard it, the heat flying past her ear.

She gasped, ducking down immediately, head shooting back to look behind them. 

The Mandalorian had made it out, standing with a blaster in hand. A shiver raced down her spine as their gazes locked. 

He fired again, and she did not hesitate to use the Force to project an invisible shield around them. 

The droid screamed in fear and the ship dipped to the side, swerving. She slammed into the side of the ship with a forceful exhale.

She sucked in a fast breath, pain in her ribs. "It's alright!" She yelled to the little droid, breathless from the impact. "I got you, keep going!" 

The droid sped along, and she used the Force to protect them from any other blaster shots, seemingly redirecting them as they flew past them.

The Mandalorian's form, shining and reflecting the dying suns' light, stared her down, slowly lowering the blaster as he grew smaller and smaller behind her. 

She knew, without a doubt, he was not giving up. Mandalorians, as they were, never gave up, never stopped, until they were dying. This would not be the last time she saw him. She only hoped she was far enough way when she did that she could escape him again.

With the rising stars and moon above, she could only hope to the Force that she'd have the strength to keep one step ahead. That the universe would guide her where she needed to go.

As he disappeared with the town growing steadily smaller and smaller, she let the town, and its' people, go from her heart. She would hold their kindness in her chest, but she knew she probably would never be able to come back again.

The life of a Jedi in this galaxy would never be safe.

all writing is my own. please do not redistribute, repost, or share on other platforms. thank you

[maleyanderecafe]

Could I have some recommendations for the kind of "I'll be whatever you want me to be" yanderes? Willing to change their appearance and personality for their darling? I've already played 14 days with you and absolutely loved it, I really love yanderes like that!!

I'll be combining these two asks, but yes, these kinds of yanderes (I call them mimic yanderes, since they mimic the type of things the darling likes) are always fun to see. Just shows how desperate they are to become someone that you'd love.

14 Days with You - I know one of these ask already states it, but Ren's thing is to become what the MC likes, down to appearances and personality.

John Doe + - specifically in the updated version, John Doe attempts to become a more appealing version for the player, whether that succeeds or not is dependent on you.

My Childhood Friend became an Obsessive Husband - The male lead, Ricks becomes a Duke because of his love for Isabel, and because that's what she really liked when she was younger.

Hatsukoi Lovers - this one is kind of old, but its a story about Wakaba who dresses up like a girl and acts cute to become the kind of girl that Mamori likes despite being a guy. Fairly comedic.

Oredake Minaito XX Shichauzo - sort of, similarly to Hatsukoi Lovers he dresses up to be cuter so that Keiichi will like him better. This is mixed with a bunch of other things as well.

Duality - sort of, it's not really shown in the demo yet, but Keith is the type to try to become more like the person the MC likes if they don't like him. This includes being more like Tenebris if he was chosen over Keith for any reason.

Perfect Mine - Heo mimics his brother's behavior exactly so that Nabi will like him, much to his detriment and dismay.

Secret Alliance - Yul crossdresses as a girl named Yuri so that Sian doesn't notice he's actually her ex boyfriend, and also because she has an extreme phobia of men. He tries really hard to act as a perfect girl to get her attention (at least for a while)

Nameless: The One Thing You Must Recall - Yeonho kind of has this since his arc is sort of forcing himself to do things that the main character likes despite how much he dislikes it.

Parasite in Love - exactly what Nial is considering he's a parasite. He's taken the form, personality and general attitude of one of her crushes, as well as uses the things she love to manipulate her.

@tsukaramachi also has her oc named Yuuto that does the exact same thing, though in a less intense capacity.

I think there are a lot of other ones that have more small moments of trying to turn themselves into being more appealing towards the main character, but these are the ones I can think of? Hopefully they are similar to what you all are thinking of.

[facks-stories]

Ok guys you aren’t going to get this oc at all but I have a story called wings so I’m going to explain what a wing is really quickly

Wing: and protecter with wings, a crystal tail and horns or a halo [they aren’t angels or demons]

Protected [I forgot the name I made for it]: a human randomly picked to be protected by the wings, they are bound to the two wings using two bracelets that match the wing’s necklace.

The plot to wings isn’t important right now but the oc I’m going to use to rp is a wing that lost his pair and person he was meant to protect

I’ll draw them in a minute

Yes i did use this as a excuse to make a character with a hooked nose  

Poll:

Tie [Sian - Devon]

[crystellaleaf]

I just remembered a problem I'm facing with my twisted wonderland fanfiction.

Thankfully it's something I can put off addressing for now but this issue will catch up with me eventually.

The issue: nicknames

Specifically what would Rook and Floyd nickname my OCS.

Thankfully for Yuzu and Yumi I can just use Trickster and Shrimpy.

However I still have no idea what they would call Sian or Aria as a nickname.

[snugbugger]

little man with big charisma

@/temadeto's (twitter) oc, Sian❤️

[silurisanguine]

Seren vrs Seren - rename Ryder to something else?

I'm having a oc name crisis. I love the name Seren and often name my game characters that. Seren means star in Welsh. I've had Seren Ryder, Seren Trevelyan and now Seren Jones. Problem is i LOVE it for Seren Jones, my Starfield OC. It fits her SO perfectly and i like it be distinctive to her. Which means renaming Seren Ryder to something else. It's not to tricky, after all i've had Aeyrn Ryder and Sian Ryder playthroughs that were indentical to hers sooo could go with either of them! or something new (suggestions?) Tagging a few names as i'd love your thoughts, @vorchagirl and The Coemancer Crew! plus anyone else!

[annislittleshopofhorrors]

👀

Thanks for that 😊

Interesting, they already wrap in a few weeks.

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