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[thefacesofjaz]

Lack of Motivation

Oc short story

High School AU

Feat: North, Astrit(Snake)

The student council President has decided to try and help his younger, family friend peer with studying. Whether he wants or even needs it.

“Astrit, at least pretend to pay attention when I’m explaining this. You haven’t gotten a single one correct.”

North chided his incredibly bored accomplice, the latter ignoring him as he sketched a detailed drawing of a jackalope skull. North sighed and took the paper, causing Astrit to look up and glare from his seated position on the carpet.

“At least look at the paper. You have a test tomorrow.”

The dark-haired teen put his headphones around his neck and rose to his knees, peeking over the edge at the mixture of numbers like a cat.

“Thank you. Now then-“

A loud screech from across the library distracted them, Astrit groaning loudly and banging his head on the table with a startling thud. North glanced at him, looking back at the commotion with mild exhaustion. An older student, North recognized them as Pandora, was dragging a younger student back into the library kicking and screaming. He made a sound of disapproval at the noise and rose to stop it. The screaming suddenly stopped, the smaller figure going limp then looking back at their captor.

While North observed with slight worry, Astrit grabbed one of the textbooks and used it to make a makeshift pillow out of his backpack. He leaned back, put his headphones on and retrieved the confiscated drawing, putting extra spite into his drawing as he added melted snow around the skull. Once the small group had quieted down, North looked back and sighed at the sight, neatly packing his materials with a slow head shake. He signed to Astrit, knowing he wouldn’t be able to hear him.

“-Make sure you eat and drink today. If you won’t study then at least make sure you don’t faint in class again.-“

Astrit gave him the slightest nod of acknowledgement, North smiling with relief as he grabbed his bag and left.

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A Confidential Chat

Oc short story(very confusing+no context)

Feat: ~Zodiac~, Lunar, Oath

…

It was dark.

Countless dots of glittering color filled the void, each one a beautiful, thriving multiverse. It was quiet and peaceful, until there was sound. There was a figure floating nearby, far larger than the multiverses surrounding them. They resembled a human, but was missing its legs below the knee. A cape of stars moved in an imaginary wind with their gas-like wings and a string of planets around a halo floated above them, spinning slowly around a glowing sun in the center. It’s strange purple tail had symbols decorating it and slowly moved behind them. A dark crown with a purple gemstone nestled behind their short horns, a faint glow coming from it and shining on their dark purple hair. They were humming a song, the soft echoey voice rippling through the endless space.

”~We were playing in the sand~”

Their hands cupped around a small bundle of space gas, opening to a brand new planet that shined cheerfully. They laughed softly, placing the planet among a group of others that glowed and sparkled with potential.

“~and you found a little band~”

It moved one hand in a circular motion, gathering space dust then carefully shaping rings for the planet.

“~you told me you, fell in love with it, hadn’t gone as I planned~”

A flash of white light appeared near them, and two people walked out of a portal. One had purple hair like the figure before them, fluffy wolf ears standing alert on his head. His hair was short, getting longer in the front and went from black to bright purple tips. Two moons floated above his head, a black one nestled within a larger silver one to create his crown. They had a lavender circlet below the crown, black gems dangling from it. A cape flowed behind him dramatically and a cosmos resembling a wolf tail wagged faintly. They bowed to the figure before them respectfully before speaking.

“You have a visitor, mama.”

They looked back at the two, smiling warmly.

“Ah, Oath and my dearest Lunar.”

They shrunk down, the same size as the others now as they left their project. They gently placed a hand on Lunar’s cheek, kissing his forehead softly.

“What did you need Oath?”

The third person seemed slightly intimidated before they spoke. He wore a hood that morphed around their large bat-like ears on top of their head, paired with a large hoodie in various shades of purple and dark grey. A dark blindfold covered his eyes, and his mouth was nothing but a dark slit that moved as he spoke. Nine tails similar to Lunar’s moved independently of each other behind him, the white swirling dots inside shifting in brightness.

“I had a question, about this new dimension they’ve been going to.”

They nodded patiently, Lunar ‘sitting’ nearby on the air.

“Ignatius has been wanting to go since Forest confirmed its relation to the human Donavin, it won’t leave me alone and I haven’t found those timelines yet. Do you know if-“

Oath cut themself off, and you suddenly got the feeling you were being watched.

Everything went dark.

[thefacesofjaz]

Hello! I am Jaz/Jazzy!<3

Preferred pronouns are he/they, but any masc/androgynous are good

I do short stories about OCs

[thefacesofjaz]

Respect is Earned

Oc short story

Feat: Londyn Legacy Collier (& randoms)

Tw: Yelling, insulting, violence, injury, homophobia

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One can expect insults when you’re a kind-looking mercenary for the rich, but no paycheck is worth letting someone get harmed by a spoiled prince. Legacy is a human with rabbit appendages. [ex: legs, ears, tail]

“I win again!~”

Chance grinned at his servant, the bunny turning and picking up the saber silently. They held it for a moment before turning, a slight smile on their face.

“Very good sir. You best me yet again..~”

They smiled at the arrogant prince, seeming perfectly serene. Chance chuckled and began loudly bragging to the small crowd watching.

“He’s honestly such an obedient pet!~ Poor thing doesn’t even know how to use a saber! Honestly, he’s a disgrace to our family... but it’s ok, he looks like a girl so it’s fine!”

Chance cackled cruelly, his knights joining in as most of the townsfolk watch silently, unamused. As they laughed, one young kid spoke up.

“Um, Mr. Prince Chance? Mx. Legacy likes being called a they/them.. They’re.. um… ‘non-beniary’!”

All the knights stop and stare at the little girl, Chance cutting himself off and staring daggers at her. He chuckled darkly, going closer to the kid and crouching down to look her in the eye.

“Silly town girl.. non-binary people don’t exist!~ Those ‘people’ are just confused boys and girls who think they can choose to be something else.”

Legacy’s hand tightened on the handle of the saber, their posture tensing as their eyes narrowed, unnoticed by any of the knights.

“But… mama said that n.. non-beinary people deserve to feel happy too!”

Chance smiled at the girl, gently patting her head. Suddenly, he grabbed her hair and pulled it roughly.

“There’s only two genders, brat. Now shut up or I’LL MAKE YOU!-“

His hand was kicked roughly, a crack echoing through the room as Chance howled in pain and grabbed his wrist. Legacy lowered their leg and walked in front of the girl silently, staring down at the angry prince. Their voice was soft and neutral, and they gently patted the girls head as they spoke.

“I do not mind if you disrespect me, but you will respect your people. This girl has done nothing wrong.”

Chance glared at Legacy, drawing his sword with his good hand.

“INSOLENT FOOL! I’LL JUST MAKE AN EXAMPLE OF YOU AND SLAUGHTER YOU IN FRONT OF HER!!”

Legacy’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint blue glow surrounded their hand. They snapped, and a portal deposited a massive war hammer the same size as them onto the floor with a loud crack and thud as the floor boards snapped slightly. They hefted the weapon like it was a paper pole, opening their stance as they faced down Chance.

“It’s only right I make this fair. I don’t fight well with a tiny needle.”

Chance paled and stared at the hammer in pure shock. Legacy took a single step forward, and he proceeded to stumble and run out the door. His knights stared before following suit quickly. Legacy stopped advancing, placing their hammer on the ground with a soft thud. They turned to the little girl, gently patting her.

“Are you ok, little one?”

She nodded, wiping tears from her eyes as she looked up at them. Legacy smiled in return, their rabbit nose twitching slightly.

“You’re a very smart and brave girl. Here, I’ll treat you to some candy. Let’s go down to the shop so you can pick something out.”

The girl’s eyes glowed with excitement, and she clapped happily as she followed Legacy out the door, the hammer dropping through a portal as the two leave.

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Driders & Horses

Oc short story drabble

Feat: Crown Prince Valor Metaxi(Drider), Crown Prince Jasper Sanguine(Avian)

Driders are an unusually tall and generally terrifying species, most of which live in the Metaxi kingdom. Very few of their species has seen horses before, including the crown prince. All he knows about them is that they usually don’t like the spider humans.

Note: Impulse story

“It’s an honor to be invited here, Crown Prince Sanguine.”

Jasper chuckled as he walked next to the towering drider, giving him a soft smile.

“You know, you don’t need to call me by my title since we’re alone. Just call me Jasper, it’s less of a mouthful.”

Valor blinked in surprise, then a slightly sheepish smile graced his face for a moment.

“Ah… apologies c- eh, Jasper. You may also call me simply Valor, if you so wish.”

Jasper laughed at his slip up, nodding respectfully to servants as they opened the doors to the stables. Valor was immediately enraptured by the animals, a look of genuine curiosity and awe in his gorgeous blue eyes as he watched them.

“These… are called horses, right?”

Jasper nodded in confirmation, leading the awed drider to the more luxurious back of the stables. He approached his own horse, Prada, gently rubbing her nose. The horse nickered softly, then began eying the sizable drider. Valor waited hesitantly, wanting to pet the creature but not wanting to cause any problems. Jasper noticed him hanging back, and retrieved a carrot from a nearby bucket.*

“Here. She can’t resist a good carrot.”

Valor’s eyes sparkled, and he took the carrot and carefully approached Prada. The horse seemed apprehensive, but eventually let her hunger win and took the carrot from the delighted drider’s hand. He bowed slightly and took a few steps back, whispering to his feathered friend in excitement.

“She took the food! Straight from my hand!!”

Jasper outwardly laughed at the uncharacteristic excitement from Valor, grabbing a brush from a rack.

“Would you like to see if she’ll let you do more?”

The drider stared in shock, before quickly nodding with a surprisingly wide and youthful grin.

“I’d love nothing more at the moment.”