#OC: Hilda Green

[avatarskywalker78]

I decided to make my four main Supergirl OCs in Picrew, so here, in order, are:

Eliana Kent

Eliana Kent (with glasses)

Isla MacGregor

Bridget Alvarez

Hilda Green

#Thirsty Thursday #OC: Eliana Kent #OC: Isla MacGregor #OC: Bridget Alvarez #OC: Hilda Green #Original characters #Supergirl

[blaithnne]

@imnotgreen-art I hope you don’t mind, I wanted to give this collab we did it’s own post because I’m obsessed with it. Featuring Lauren, Green’s wonderful boy Julien, and lesbian horses <3

#the horses are lesbians bc we were sleep deprived on call #and became hysterical when green posted this and tagged it as lesbians #when neither Julien nor Lauren are lesbians #it broke us #anyways #yeah #hilda #hilda the series #netflix hilda #hilda netflix #art #my art #digital art #fanart #doodle #drawing #Lauren hilda #Hilda lauren #Hilda oc #oc #my oc #Julien thatcher #collab

[evarenity]

Hey! Haven’t seen Hilda in a while, have ya? :3c

(Some of you may recognize her as Lilith. She’s Hilda now! With a couple of tweaks to her design (since the last time I drew her), of course)

#So I found out that the Tumblr loading gradient depends on what colors are in an image #Rashmi's image had a green and black gradient when it wasn't loaded yet. Will Hilda's image have a nice red gradient? :3c #Celestial Reflection #Hilda Caelestis #Have I actually ever posted her new design here...? I know I updated her Artfight reference before... #Eva's OCs #Eva's digital art #artists on tumblr

[falling-skyzz]

How. How does one make good character design and pleasant color palettes. How to make a color palette without reusing colors. How to make patterns or designs?? 😭🙏

cracks knuckles. you see theres but one trick i reuse over and over.

✨color theory✨

(well, at least i think it is. i never learned this stuff properly, so i dont have names for these things)

its gonna get a little long so ill put all of this below the cut, but tldr be aware of certain color combos relating to their positions on the color wheel + remember scales (??? they prob arent actually called that erm) + fuck it we ball with markings

OKAY SO im typing this at 1:21 am on my phone and my right eye is hurting so pls forgive any typos and mistakes, and if i sound like i know my stuff but i dont PLEASE point it out to me so i can correct myself ;;;;

first of all, color combos. yes, all the stuff u learned in grade 5 art class actually works.

take a look at this bad boy. (i use autodesk sketchbook to draw, not ibispaint, but its the same on both programs)

color combos are always relationships between any given color with other colors based on their positions on the ring around the diamond.

for example, complementary colors are always opposite each other on the ring.

i use this for opah (my oc)’s design, with her dark blue-green and orange.

(as far as i know color combos dont care about the diamond in the middle, just the ring, so the actual colors themselves are pretty flexible)

(bonus auklet)

theres a lot of other combos besides complementary but you can research that urself, ill just provide an example if i have one of the most common ones

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triadic

ermm i actually dont use this one very much so im just gonna put a hilda (which is an AWESOME show that has INSANE color theory)

(this isnt technically triadic but its the best example i have and vaguely in a triangle trio formation okay…….)

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analogous

this is my FAVORITE combo ever, because it lets me stay in the strict wof tribe color range while still being interesting. honestly u could take any design of mine and 99% chance theres analogous in there

if u wanna know more combos just google color theory schemes, theres more than i could ever remember and i dont really bother to use them all; for wof, i usually just stick with analogous and complementary.

uhm i dont know if tumblr has a word limit but i dont wanna make this too long so i shall reblog with part 2 soon !!!!!! (if u dont hear from me in the next hour i fell asleep)

#tumbly stop eating my fucking drafts challenge impossible #i have so much to say about color theory #i did not check this over so if u see any mistakes #reblog or comment nd point them out plssss thank u #ava rambles #ava askbox

[thecomfortable]

Hey everybody I'm finally making a pinned post thingy!

So hello and welcome to my blog! My name is thecomfortable but you can call me Comfy for short. I go by she/her - though I don't mind they/them - and I am an Australian artist and turtle enthusiast! This is my art blog where I will mainly post fanart and fanfics with perhaps a few low quality originals lumped in the mix.

I do REQUESTS and have a KOFI account that you can donate to (available in my bio). Comms are being dealt with now :]

While this blog isn't nsfw orientated, I don't trust myself enough to say it will remain strictly sfw either. Though I will be adding nsfw tags to future posts (if I ever make any), I encourage those of you who are minors to be aware that I am an adult and some of my content will not be age-appropriate. Rest assured, that all posts will be flagged accordingly.

I won't be making a master list just yet but here are a few fandoms included in my blog and rules for requests:

Fandoms:

Fandoms I'm currently in are green

Fandoms I'm potentially posting for are orange

Fandoms I no longer post for but did in the past are red

Animanics

BNHA

Danganronpa

Hetalia

Howls Moving Castle

Ninjago

Peanuts

Psychonauts

Raggedy Ann and Andy: The Musical Adventure

Sonic the Hedgehog

TMNT 2012/Mutant Mayhem/1980s/Rottmnt

Undertale

My Little Pony

Baldur's Gate 3

Hilda

Skylanders

Minecraft Storymode

I'll add more...

Request Rules:

What I allow:

Suggestive themes, slightly nsfw

Up to four characters (max)

Romantic ships (though I am allowed to decline)

OCs (you just need to send me their designs)

What I don't allow:

Incest

Pedophila/pro-shipping

Nsfw

Suggestive drawings/shipping of real people

#me irl #pinned post #pinned intro

[omgkalyppso]

Waist-Up Colored Sketch Commission of my ot4 by the amazing @riddlelikesstuff !!!!

My oc Fae's outfit design by @twiddletaffy .

[Content ID: Art of characters from Fire Emblem: Three Houses. Hilda wears a two-toned pink corset, a black necklace, black and gold earrings, and pink gloves. Her hand closest to Claude is raised in his linked fingers, and he leans forward to kiss her knuckles. Claude wears a cream colored dress shirt with golden buttons by the collar that match his canon jacket, brown pants, a gold chain around his neck, and a dark hoop earring. His hand farthest from Hilda is linked with Lorenz's fingers, and both of their hands rest atop an oc's shoulder. An oc with green hair wearing a dark grey and purple outfit with gold buttons linked by a chain smiles at Claude kissing Hilda. They have a glass half full in their hand closest to Claude, and a dagger with a blue sheath on their hip just below that. Lorenz also smiles at the others, and wears a light purple shirt, and grey pants supported by a black belt with a light colored buckle. /End ID]

#fire emblem three houses #fire emblem #claude von riegan #hilda valentine goneril #lorenz hellman gloucester #faedolyn #khalid von riegan #claude. hilda. mc. lorenz #ot5: unfulfilled destinies #look how spoiled i am! (by which i mean. /buys myself a commission) <333333 #they look so good! i love the set of hilda's hips and the highlight on claude's forehead and fae's hair and lorenz - my paper pale husband #and all their expressions!!! #AAAAAAAAAAAAA #💞💘💝💘💞💗💛💚💜💞💘💝💘💞

[akluthor1998]

Lexie Luthor Profile

Full Name: Alexis Kate Luthor

Alias(s); Lex/Lexie (usually by friends and family), sunflower,(by her boyfriend) Sunspot (by Hilda) Miss Lexie (by Mugman) Goldilocks, Sunshine (TCS Miss Chalice), lil' canary, li'l butterfly, li'l kitten, darling, doll/dollface, Queen of Diamonds, sweetcheeks (by both versions of King Dice) little Lexie (Cuphead book version of the Devil), Blondie (TCS Devil), little bird, little treasure (Serverus, OC)

Age: 24-25

Gender: Female

Hair Color: Golden Blonde

Eye color: Emerald green

Skin color: Fair

Species: Human, Caeles (a rare type of fairy with angelic qualities such as wings and powers)

Birthday: November 18th, 1998

Nationality: American, of Irish, Welsh, French, German and partial Native American descent.

Personality; Kind, adventurous, outgoing, bubbly, sarcastic, a bit hotheaded, determined, confident and creative.

Favorite colors; sunset yellow, light pink, orange, red, midnight blue and gold.

Favourite Food: Spicy foods, particularly Mexican food and some Italian food, anything with chocolate, most meat and vegetables.

Likes: Hanging out with her friends, writing, drawing, comic books, video games, going on adventures, playing music on fiddle/guitar/piano, meeting all her favorite characters.

Dislikes: Pointless arguments (like over politics for example), all forms of domestic, animal, or child abuse, peanuts (severe allergy), the Devil and Anubis flirting with and/or kidnapping Katie and Natty (respectively), King Dice constantly hitting on and/or kidnapping her (especially when he magically changes outfits on her), bullies (especially when they mistreat Katie), racism

Friends: Katie Gemwing, Natty Poke, Liam and Matt Jones (OC), Andrew, Kaichi, the Cup Brothers, Elder Kettle, Ms. Chalice, Misterie and Aren, Alicia Powell, Daisy, Aya, Captain Brineybeard and Grim Matchstick.

Love interest: Liam Jones (OC)

Enemies: The Devil, King Dice (who has a Villain Crush on her), Anubis (shared OC with Lexie and Natty), Severus (another shared OC), Hector Wolfe (Lexie’s OC) and Leviathius (OC).

Weapons: Keyblade able to transform into a magical paint brush, which gives her the ability to create life and even duplicate herself to become a giant.

Powers and abilities; Can transform into a variety of animals, including but not limited to, a tiger, butterfly, a phoenix (achieved in a new upgrade later on), and a Chinese dragon. She also has the ability to control all kinds of light including fire, electricity, and even UV lights. In addition, with her light magic, she can also manipulate reflections allowing her to supervise/communicate via mirrors.

[erenspussy420]

Take Me With You- Wishing Well

This is a male disney princesses x oc fanfic. Crossposted on Wattpad/Quotev/AO3

Warning: Please be advised as this fic will later on contain mature themes, such as violence and sexual mature themes later on. This is crossposted on AO3 under BurningLaurelLeaves130.

Chapter 1: Wishing Well -Snow White 

She fell.

It felt endless. The world had turned dark, with the faint glimmer of a rainbow's lights peeking through.The pull of her skin as the suction of the tunnel takes her farther into its world- Victoria was afraid if the fall doesn't kill her the cutting of the wind just might. 

As it felt like this fall will never end- there! A prick of light at the end of this endless abyss, it came closer and closer and soon she passed the edges of the tunnel and fell briefly into a ring of light. It wasn't daylight but the full dawn in its falsehood. In the small space of freedom she appeared in, she caught the glimpse of a courtyard of an old fashioned castle, dusty with crooked trees littered with vines.

And then Victoria had plunged into the well.

She screamed as she submerged into the water, a large splash spooking the owls in their perches . Instincts kicked in and she kicked up to the surface of the well. Coughing out the water she swallowed, Victoria breathed in sharply, shivering as the water was cold. Victoria clings to the sharp edges of the stones that jutted out, trying to relax her nerves.

“Fucking shit, where am I?” Victoria gasps, she pushes her hair thick back, trying to get her nerves together. 

The game.

She's in the fucking game.

Amos didn’t beta check the game.

"No, no no no," Victoria groans. Looking up for a way out, she only sees a pulley with a bucket that’s far out of her reach. Patting herself, she feels her bag drag in the water. Good. She still had her purse with her, but its strap wasn't long enough to throw, and she knows she didn't pack an emergency rope. She grimaces seeing how high the bar was.

 It was still dark out, with only the tint of blue light edging towards dawn. She's not even sure if anyone was awake- or if anyone even lived here. Regardless, Victoria is not waiting for someone to get her.

Victoria reaches out testing the stones, finding something to grip as she tries to find her footing and starts to climb. Victoria had barely made it a couple of inches, before her feet slipped scratching her knees as she slipped back into the water. Spitting out water, she tries again, and again…

There was no point climbing, the rocks were too slippery. Her bag for all its multi-space, she had nothing that could help her come out of the well, a sword wouldn’t be helpful either if the walls were too small. Ruffling through her bag hoping to find her emergency kit—only to realize she gave it to Amara.  Pushing down the rising panic she hugs her purse close, Victoria hums to herself, thinking and thinking. Tapping her fingers against stone, her blue nail polish chips.

Victoria leans against the slippery stones.

”I’m so screwed.” 

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“Nopel!” the head house maid called into the kitchen. The old stout woman, who’s hair is gray as weathered rocks on the river's edge, bustles down the stairs, her dull green dress rustling as she does. Her wrinkled face twists, seeing not the young man she’s searching for, but the other servants who hurried past her. ‘Where could the boy be’, she wonders, her tongue clicking,' ts ts,he must be out by now before the king awakens.’ 

The head house maid, known as Hilda, one of the oldest veterans of the castle staff when Queen Ingrid once sat in her throne as a princess, before she wedded her first husband, and later King Grimhilde. Hilda, who had been just a lowly maid at the time, with a child at home with her mother as her husband was long gone, was put in charge to care for the young prince of the castle, till she was no longer needed as a nanny but as his retainer—-as long as King Grimehilde see’s fit.

“Nopel!” Hilda calls down the halls, with no answer. Maybe he was outside in stables? He always seemed to be fond of animals, as they were of him. The stable boys who passed by, their breakfast in hand, told her Nopel had already fed the horses on his own. As per orders. Hilda stress lines grew.

The prince, so sweet and gentle like his father. Hair dark like a raven’s feathers, glossy and smooth, skin pale as the freshly fallen snow…

“Nopel where could you have run off too?" Hilda rubs her temple. There was no sign of the missing young man, he must be somewhere in the castle’s many towers.

“Miss Hilda!” cries a young maid from behind, waving to her frantic," Miss Hilda! The Huntsmen have returned! The butchers are arguing with them about the game they brought back, ohhhh Miss Hilda what do we do! They're making such a fuss with Sir Johann, his majesty would hear of it!"

Another headache. 

Hilda breathes in sharply, feeling her stress rise. Nopel. She could find him later. For now, she'll entrust that he could stay away from his majesty for today was an important day. Turning to the maid, Hilda marches back towards the kitchen, the maid scurrying after her.

“If you see Nopel, send him to me in the kitchen, I must speak to him!” Hilda ordered, bustling down the hall.

“Yes, head maid!”

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“Guide,” Victoria commanded. 

Nothing.

“Settings! Inventory!” she called out again, with nothing to pop out for her. Victoria groans, slapping the water.  After another failed attempt to climb out, she ran into several problems. Where the stones were jagged below, became smooth as it rose– so no hand holds. And while she is tall, enough to put her back and feet against to shuffle atop, the well became narrow where only her shoulders had enough space to elbow in; she'd be wedged stuck. Now, Victoria’s been calling out every control menu option that V.R.D games usually had. When nothing appeared, she tried for manual settings, with only her voice echoing back at her as a result. She’s been stuck here for what felt like hours now, with only the sun’s light seeping into the well to tell time. “Oi dios mio, anyone up there!” she yells up to open space.

So far she couldn’t hear anything from the castle, but little sounds of life from far off gave her some hope. Horses, there are horses, and if their owners were anything like her uncle’s back in Puebla, then there are people who love them, meaning someone should be around at the least to water them! So far no luck. Her only company were the doves who perched on the wooden bar. They like to sing, which she did find comforting, at first but now Victoria wishes she could fly out of this well.

From the merry group of doves, a small bird came down to the well at the sound of all the yelling. The owls said a human had been trapped in the well. Surely one wasn’t silly enough to tumble in! Peeking down, the bird squeaks in surprise to see a drowned looking woman in the well. The small little brown bird dances on the edge of the ring, looking down at her, trying to get her attention. She sings, as sweetly as the ripe red berries, as no human would ignore her!

It chirps, dancing on its little feet, cocking its head at her. When Victoria didn’t see, the bird tried again.It flaps its wings at her chirping like it would talk, loud sharp ‘fweets!’ at her. Perking up, Victoria looks at the bird, who flaps its wings rapidly at her. Staring at it, Victoria's eyes widened at a sudden idea. Pressing her lips together in thought, crazy it sounds crazy but she’s done crazier things before.

Work life rarely ended on a normal note.

Cults usually were her starting point, then everything fell into place after. Talking to a bird for help? Not that crazy at all with everything she’s seen. Since this is a fairytale, it should work, she hopes.

She has to try!

 “Jaja, hey pretty birdy–,” Victoria said, whistling at the bird,”--can you find anyone to get me out of here? I’ve been stuck here for a while, and this girl really needs to get warm, can you help me? I’ll bake you the sweetest bread for you, topped with delicious seeds!”

The bird chirps, bouncing on its little feet. With a loud, ‘tweet!” it flies away leaving Victoria bobbing in place,”All the seeds you want!” She calls out to it desperately, watching it fly off,” please let it come back..”

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Nopel rushes past the other servants in the kitchen, gathering the rags and buckets he needed for cleaning the grand entrance. There were many things to do that needed to be done by supper’s time. He has already polished his stepfather’s crown, leaving no speck in sight, he changed the pots with fresh flowers that came to bloom early, and he fed the horses hay, leaving their water untouched for now as it was still full. He ducks past the entrance, with a soft ‘excuse me’ to the maids whose arms were full of trays of food with the butler sending them to their stations. Not missing a beat, the maids entered with hurried steps so as to not mess up the routine.

His stepfather must be eating by now.

Nopel waves to the butler who only spared him a stiff nod, as he passed by. Nopel brightens at that, it’s more than a glance like before. The young man sets off towards the courtyard, one of the many on his daily chores. This one hadn’t been cleaned as it was further away from the castle, closer to the forest as not many servants like to venture so close to.  Nopel liked this spot in particular, as it was quiet and warm. Where he could sing to his heart's content with no judging looks. With the spring season, it’s ripe with flowers and his friends have returned to the garden. Ones that didn’t mind his clothes with tears and patches, and did not mind his presence.

The castle could be rather loney, as not many seem to speak to him, much less look at him for a moment. It's been this way since he could remember, long enough, even the newest of faces avoid him. When voices were cheerful, became quiet as he came near them. He had no friend , like him or a person, in this castle to call his own. His steps faltered at the reminder.

Passing the open balcony, a soft breeze caresses him as he walks towards the heavy wooden doors, a smile curling the tips of his mouth. “Oh, how nice the wind feels,” he says to himself, he steps out feeling the sun on his skin,”will my friends be here today I hope?”

A loud ‘tweet’ soon answered him. Sweeping down to the raven haired boy, the small pipit pulls at Nopel’s sleeve, batting its wings urgently. Surprised, Nopel pulled away for a second,” What’s wrong little one? Is something wrong?”

The bird lets out a distressed song, pulling at Nopel’s shirt hard enough, a few strands have snapped. “Wait! I’ll follow you, little bird! Show me what’s wrong, and I’ll do my best to help!” Nopel promises, he follows the little bird as it takes off towards the well, circling around it.

A flock of doves surrounded the edge of the well, coo’ing peering down into it. His heart lurched in concern, did a dove fall in? Hurrying, Nopel tossed his things aside and looked down into the well. “Oh no, little do–huch!” a gasp left Nopel.

It wasn’t a bird!

“Hey! Thrown down the rope!” shouted from below, a drowned woman who waves up at him frantically, the faint light that touched her he could see her tanned hand reach to him. The water splashing around her,”I’ve been trapped down here all day, get me out of here, please!”

“Just hold on, miss! I’ll get you out– hold on!” Nopel says, panicking. He looks over at the birds for some aid, nervous as to what to do, a soft "ach" left him. Of course the rope! His hands reached to untangle the ropes that held the bucket in place, he tossed it down to the woman with a warning,” careful! Grab on and I’ll pull you out!”

He couldn't see her clearly, but Nopel was sure he could help pull her out. Just for good measure he ties the looser parts at the base of the wooden poles. The rope tugged taut, as the woman tested its strength. “It’s alright, I can pull myself out!” she shouts up at him,”Wait for me and watch, alright? Okay, here I go!”

Nopel watches with trepidation as he hears the mysterious woman climb, half afraid the rope would snap and another part amazed that she was able to climb out so quickly. The doves scattered away as she approached, and soon Nopel was able to see her dark hair. Suddenly, her arms shot out towards the ledge grabbing onto it with a loud shriek, scaring Nopel. Scrambling over the wall, in a terrifying display of strength as she drags half of herself onto the ledge. 

He was finally able to see her. 

Wet, and soaked to the bone, a mass of dark thick hair covered her face, a strange bag at her side and a shockingly short blue dress that showed so much skin! Her entire legs were exposed as were her shoulders and cutting close to her chest.

 Nopel felt his cheeks heat up at the sight.

“Hey, grab me!” She told him, she spat out a lock of her hair that strayed too close to her mouth,” Just grab me under the arms, okay, just hold onto me tight and help me out. I’ve been in that well way too long, dude, I can’t feel my legs at this point.”

'Dude?', his brows furrowed in thought. He wanted to ask what a ‘dude’ was, but that didn’t matter right now. Carefully, Nopel puts his entire being into focus, trying not to pay attention that he was pressing too close to the woman. The strangely dressed woman lets out a relieved sigh, wrapping her arms around Nopel's neck, murmuring a soft 'thank you' against his cheek. A soft warmth spreads in his chest at the touch.

He reaches around her waist, pulling her close to him, as he braces his feet against the stones and pulls. The woman tightened her arms around his neck, and soon with her own pushing, she was out of the well.

“Yes!” she cheered, till her foot caught the edge of the well and they both tumbled to the ground. Nopel felt the air leave his lungs, and two palms slap the sides of his head to stop the woman from completely crushing him. 

"Oh fuck! Are you ok?" The woman above him asks. Nopel couldn't see her face as it was still blocked by all her hair,"I'm so sorry!"

"I-I think so?," he winces, the woman scrambles off of him before, turning to help him to sit up," aua, thank you."

"Don't thank me," the woman told him, she sat back down beside him, tucking her legs benether her, as a puddle of water formed around her," if anything I should thank you, sweetie."

Sweetie? 

Before Nopel could say more, his voice dying at his lips when in a smooth motion, the woman arched her back, her chest becoming more prominent  – she turned her head brushing her hair back as she did so, gathering her long hair and straining it of all the water. Nopel should've turned away, something felt so indecent to watch, but it roused a temptation to look. So he did.

She's tall. So much taller than him, Nopel realized with some reflection that even sitting beside her he didn't reach her eyes. Her skin was a warm brown tone, smooth and soft, he noticed a dark dot under her left eye. Her eyes, Nopal drew in a sharp breath at the sight of them. Those hooded eyes were the color of sweet honey, the golden warmth of a summer day that left your skin feeling loved and a promise that left you grasping. In contrast to that warmth, her hair was long, dark as the night, and currently fighting her attempts to tame it, drawing a scowl from her lips.

"Ahh, yeah that's really knotted," she sighs, deeming it as a lost cause. She looks at Nopel with a wide smile that makes him smile back, she raises two fingers to him in the shape of a 'V', and introduces herself."My name's Victoria and let me say I have never been so happy to see another face till now. I hope you don't mind me asking your name?"

'What a strange getsure'. Hesitant, Nopel raises his own two fingers, mimicking the sign back at her. From the way she lit up, he must have done it right. 

"My name is Nopel, it's a pleasure to meet you, Victoria." Nopel said.

She cocked her head at him,"Nopal?"

"Nop-el," he corrected. She shot him a look, thinking it over before trying again.

"Nopel," she says, repeating it to herself, the little furrow of her brow,"Nopel." Nopel liked the way she said it.

Her clothes however, took Nopel by surprise. He'd never saw a woman wearing…so little. A thought struck him, as he looked over her concern for the woman. Was she robbed? It would explain how she came to be in the well!  Her stockings were torn and she wore no shoes either. But what really took him by surprise was her dress. A shockingly short dress that rode up her thighs, clung to her like a second skin, a shimmery soft blue–like the sky was plucked to dress her, it showed off her curves and those long smooth– immediately Nopel shot his gaze away. 

The tips of his ears felt hot. 'What are you doing! Don't stare too long!' Nopel scolded himself,'she must've been so cold! It's good luck that I came here today, if it wasn't for today's chores, no one would have passed by.'

What a scary thought.

"You must be cold from being in there so long," Nopel said to her," please let me take you inside, Mrs. Hilda would be able to get you dressed and warm."

She looks over to the castle doors and then to him. Her smile now replaced with a look Nopel had seen many times before from other fellow servants that came to meet him. Wariness. Though it was not directed at him, Nopal still felt ashamed.

"I don't mean to pressure you," Nopel spoke quietly," it's just that you're soaked to the bone and you're hurt. And Mrs. Hilda is very nice! I'm sure- no I know she can help you after what happened to you."

"What happened to me?"

Nopal gestures to her clothes. "You were robbed, yes?"

"Hm,...yes."

A beat of silence between them. The bird's quiet chatter was the only sound that existed. Victoria hums, tapping her fingers against her thighs as she thinks over his words. At the corner of her eyes she glances at the rickety windows watching them before looking over Nopel, dragging her gaze over the state of his clothes.

"I don't want you to get in trouble because of me," Victoria said at last, she leaned close to him, close enough that Nopel could see the faint sheen of gold caught in her hair ," but what about you?"

Nopel points to himself," Me?". 

"You look cold," she said gently. Even when she was the one who was wet and dripping, she was worried about him being cold. Nopel becomes aware of the tattered state of his pants. "Would they really mind helping me, when you're cold as well?"

Nopel didn't know what to say to that. Seeing that, the strange woman shakes her head. Carefully, she touched Nopel's shoulder with a faint brush of her fingers. Warm.

"Hey, I'm sorry I shouldn't have been saying that when you're trying to help me," she apologized, "I'm grateful you came. I tried everything and even asked a bird for help."

At this, Nopel shot up onto his feet." Yes! Pipit was the one who brought me to you! I almost forgot!"

Now she looks surprised. "No way…Wait it worked? It actually worked!" She slaps her leg, laughing. Wobbly, she stands up looking around, her height becoming more apparent now as she stands next to him. "Holy! That's amazing! Where is that bird? I owe them bread!"

Nopel cupped his hands,"Pipit! Pipit!"

Shooting off from its perch from a nearby tree, a familiar bird comes diving towards the two humans. Flapping its wings, the bird lands on the outstretched hand Nopel offered to it. It sings its song of greeting. Victoria leaned down to look at her hope, a delightful smile curling her mouth.

"So you really did come in for me, birdy," a grateful look in her eyes, as she pets the pipits back, breathless laugh that it had actually worked," bread. I am going to make you soooo much bread with every seed I can get my hands on."

Pipit cheerfully chirps at this.

"Though it's going to take me a while to get bread, so how about some snacks?" she turns to Nopel, with a bright smile. It's a rather pretty smile that made him smile back at her." And of course for you too, mi heroe."

"Hero? Oh no, Pipit is the hero, all I did was throw down the rope." Nopel shook his hand at her. Heroes were brave, fearless, and much like the princes who went off to save people who needed them.He wasn't a hero, Nopel was…

Was….

The tall woman frowned at that. Inwardly, Nopal panicked, did he say the wrong thing again? 

"Now how can I not be grateful? Saving someone from a well, you didn't just throw me a rope and left me alone. You stayed with me and helped pull me out." she looked at Nopel, fully looking at him with those eyes that made it hard to think.

Nopel felt his breath get caught in his throat. Pipit hops onto his shoulder to peck the star struck prince. Nope nothing.

"Something pretty hero-like," she leans back, smiling at him," I can't just let you say that's nothing. Now before you take me with you inside, let's sit down for a bit, the sun feels really nice right now and we can have something to snack on before they toss me into the dungeon." She pats her purse with a wet smack." Those robbers didn't take everything from me, jaja, thank God for that!"

He couldn't help but laugh at that "They won't throw you in there!"

Leading them to the stairs to sit, she lets out a cackle."So there are dungeons in there! I knew it! I wonder if there are dragons here too."

"You're really strange," he says, sitting next to her. She was strange, but not in a bad way. It's not every day you meet someone from a well. Or have bright colored eyes like hers and she was nice." We don't have dragons, they're far far away!"

"What about ogres? I heard they can be really moody about their land."

"Ah! I heard the huntsmen…"

They two chatted, as the woman shared her odd snacks from 'far far away'. Pipit snacked on some sweet raisins as the two humans shared stories. Odd, how quickly they became friends, Pipit however didn't mind as long as they kept giving her some of those sweet raisins.

Although….

Nopel burst into a fit of giggles, leaning in closer to the woman who in turn knocked their knees together.

Pipit felt like the third footed crow between these two.

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.

 While Nopel studied the flimsy pink sponch wrapper, asking how it was so glossy and bright— Victoria's brain went into overdrive. Everything here looks awfully familiar, very soft and whimsical very much like a watercolor painting– nothing like back home where everything was bright, vivid and sensual. The courtyard was covered in flowers and vines with trees that were lush with leaves. Now that she was outside of that well, it's a pretty gorgeous place to sit and have tea parties.

Victoria inhaled and almost chokes on the clean unpolluted air. The air tastes pure. Subtly rubbing her chest, she let out a few coughs. Nopel sent her a worried glance but she waves it off, it's not so bad. Just…different.

"These sponch smell so sweet! Are you sure it's okay for me to eat them?" Nopel looks up at her with those brown eyes, that reminds her of caramel, that sweetness that would make your mouth curl up. He offered some to her," Please eat some with me, you must be hungry."

'Ay, que lindo,' Victoria thinks.

"Go ahead, sweetie, they're pretty popular back home," Victoria popped one into her mouth. There was a comforting taste of home. Even if there is no love in it. She didn't notice the flustered look her new friend had, as her brain began to connect the red string.

The birds here can understand her, and at least that's what it looks like. No, not like the parrots or her dad's macaw, they're not like the imps that disguise themselves like creatures, but very close to it. Dragons are real as the ones back home were, but those weren't the fairytale type, no she really hopes they're nothing like the ones back home.

Ogres are real and Victoria is very much tempted to go to a swamp.

Victoria rested back on the steps soaking on the sun. Talking with Nopal was informative and Victoria had a feeling for what story she was in. 

Nopal– Nopel , is freaking beautiful.

Like that rare delicate beauty that would have Amara and her rip their hair out and the women in Midsummer Eve to die for. Even now, it still shines as he was covered in dirt, and dressed in rags.

(Victoria pressed her lips tightly at that.)

She can almost hear that infamous line in her head.

"Lips red as the rose, hair black as ebony, skin white as snow"  describing Princess Snow White. 

Who was now very much a completely gorgeous guy.

Although, 'the snow' part was a bit much, she glanced over to the rosy cheeked prince who looked enraptured by the sweet mix of soft graham cracker and the marshmallows. Just watching him look so happy over it made Victoria's mood lift. Sitting back up, Victoria smooths down her dress as it happens to ride up....again. As much as she loves this dress, she is not eager to flash people right now.

Getting Nopel's attention, Victoria, now feeling somewhat ready to face those doors, grabs her purse. "Okay Nopel, I think I'm ready."

Nopel beamed, getting up, his bucket from earlier was beside him, rags not that different from the ones on his clothes were balled up in it. "I'll take you to the kitchens, she should be there right now. Mrs. Hilda is really kind and—"

A loud bang erupted Nopel, Victoria pushed him behind her as she faced the large wooden doors, her bag gripped tightly in her hand. There stood an old woman dressed in a green dress, with a stark white apron tied around her waist. Her hair was like weathered river stones tied into a tight bun, her dress covered her feet and her face—.

Victoria winces already knowing that look. She's seen it on her own mama's face before she makes a run for it. Like a shark sensing the flailing of a fish, the woman snapped to where they stood, her eyes shot comically wide in horror.

"Nopel, quick get away from that lady of the night!"

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An: Okay this took me so freaking long to finish but here we go! How does one link a picture to a fic? If anyone wants to know how Victoria looks like I have a pic of her! Please leave a comment on what you think.

#disney #disney princesses #snow white #male snow white #original character #latina oc #snow white and the seven dwarves #oc stuff #mod 420 #original female character #I'm writing the most self indulgent stuff

[sandcats83]

a small introduction to me and my page

hey !! im sandcats87, but you can call me ellie. i like young royals, tlou, hilda, nimona, cats, and life. i also really like music, and i dont listen to eeeeverything BUT my music taste is very varied !! heres more stuff about me:

age: would rather not say but im a minor !!

gender: genderqueer afab

pronouns: she/her mostly, but you can use he/they too

fav colors: sage green, olive green, dandelion, light stone grey

extra: anarchist (leaning towards socialist), pagan/agnostic - respectful of all opinions and stuff + neurodivergent (add)

⠀ㅤ   ୧‿̩͙    ˖︵ꕀ    ☆ ̣̣̥⠀ ꕀ︵˖ ̩͙‿୨

music: the only bands i like are big thief, the cranberries, the cardigans, fall out boy, arctic monkeys and the crane wives. i also like different artists; adrianne lenker, alex g (is he a band? i have no idea, i just like his/their music lol), and liana flores. i like many other bands and artists too, my spotify is @melonfellow !

my ocs

i have a universe with different characters which i like writing. youll see a lot of that on my page (hopefully) and i also like mapping territories and stuff. my favorite characters up until now are archer foxglove and his boyfriend, zephyr nightingale. i think theyre very cool, and ive only just started writing it so i hope to write more in the future.

i like to write although im very new to it, and had some issues with art back in 2021-2022 but im BACK NOW and ready to learn how make art!!! im not that perfectionist anymore (just kidding, i am). well, i hope you enjoy my creations dear reader!!

extras/random

my favorite videogame ever is tlou and i would die for ellie. i may also mention that i look and act EXACTLY like baby ellie (as said by my friendos) so yeah thats cool!!!

socials

pinterest: sandcats87

spotify: melonfellow

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[arvensimp]

I already ship N with my version of Hilda from B/W (called White, as it's the version I played and most of my trainers have the same name in-game so my oc versions get names related to the game they're from lol), and ship Arven with my trainer oc (who shares my name as all the in-game ones do lol), and reading Green Terra Eyes I'd hilarious imagining N talking to Juli and Arven only to be like "And my girlfriend, White, she'd love this place!" "Wait you have a girlfriend????" "Yes? She's busy with League stuff rn-"

you and i are one and the same.

i need you to understand that N and My Hilda (from my version of black, who is named after me) are married and have children.

so are Arven and my trainer.

so are Leon and my trainer.

and Guzma and my trainer.

and Calem and my trainer.

i pretty much have husbands all over the world of pokemon. i have played these games since i was literally 5 years old, since literally gen 1. i had a crush on Brock. i wanted him to love me like he loves officer jenny and nurse joy.

[comfytickles]

Hey everybody I'm finally making a pinned post thingy! (If you follow my main account @thecomfortable you would've seen a similar post but you guys get a different image)

So hello and welcome to my blog! My name is Comfytickles but you can call me Comfy for short. I go by she/her - though I don't mind they/them - and I am an Australian artist and turtle enthusiast! This is my art blog where I will mainly post fanart and fanfics with perhaps a few low quality originals lumped in the mix.

I now do REQUESTS!! (Unless my blog summary says otherwise) Comms are still being dealt with and may be open this year.

While this blog isn't nsfw orientated, it is a tickle-blog! If that isn't your thing I suggest you go look at my main. Though I will be adding nsfw tags to future posts (if I ever make any). Rest assured, that all posts will be flagged accordingly.

Additionally, I am not looking for tickle teases or lees in my askbox/dms. I'm just making artworks for myself and potentially others. Don't make things weird.

— Small intermission to put an important warning —

REMINDER!!

If you are a minor DO NOT PRIVATE MESSAGE THIS BLOG. I cannot stress this enough. Although I cannot stop you following/requesting I can warn you that some content may border on nsfw and I have to right to turn down a request from a minor if I feel uncomfortable.

Please do the right thing guys, don't make me block you.

— Warning over —

I won't be making a master list just yet but here are a few fandoms included in my blog and the request rules:

Fandoms:

Fandoms I'm currently in are green

Fandoms I'm potentially posting for are orange

Fandoms I no longer post for but did in the past are red

Animaniacs

Danganronpa

Hetalia

Howls moving castle

Ninjago

Peanuts

Psychonauts

Raggedy Ann and Andy: The Musical Adventure

Sonic the hedgehog

Undertale

TMNT 2012 /Mutant Mayhem

Hilda

Skylanders

Minecraft Storymode

I'll add more...

Request Rules:

What I allow:

Tickling (obv)

Suggestive themes, slightly nsfw

Up to four characters (max)

Romantic ships (though I am allowed to decline)

OCs (you just need to send me their designs)

Overstimulation (in a similar vein to suggestive themes)

What I don't allow:

Incest

Nsfw

Pedophila/pro-shipping

Foot fetish/Foot focus

Suggestive drawings/shipping of real people

#me irl #pinned post #pinned intro

[blaithnne]

OMG @imnotgreen-art and I did a collab a while back where we just. Switched iPads every ten minutes and it was amazing. Also rushed cause we did it quite soon before I had to leave lmao anyways cat girl Lauren !!

#he fucking jumpscare me with cat girl Lauren during the final ten minutes it was peak #we so need to do this again #hope it’s ok that I posted this greenie!! #oh for context greenie and I r irl friends we didn’t. mail eachother’s tablets back and forth #hilda #hilda the series #netflix hilda #art #my art #hilda netflix #digital art #fanart #doodle #drawing #collab #Lauren hilda #Hilda lauren #oh also we gave her heterochromia bc greens oc juliet has heterochromia too #and I mentioned that my lovely talented friend Ruby likes to give Lauren heterochromia #as a nod to my indecivines regarding her eye colour #I decided it’s blue btw lol #eventually #but yeah giving her heterochromia is fun too

[jetcat-14]

'Hero's Are Fast'

(Atless My OC is in this which is the The 7th Heaven she meets Johanna and Hilda before this in a long Ark based in their world it would need a whole post of its own)

Johanna: HILDA.

*Hilda gripped on the Edge below*

Hilda: Mum I can't Hold on .........AAAAAAA.

*Hilda fell as the world become slow too her*

Johanna: HILDA.

*a flash of green appears below the falling Hilda and she feels two arms wrap around her as her now falling body come to a stop*

Atless: Got you Kid.

*Atless flies Hilda back up to the top of the cliff where Johanna is still on her hands and knees and in disbelief of how fast Atless could just appear*

*Atless let down Hilda who ran to her mom and Hugged her*

Johanna: Atless.......Thank you.

Atless: No problem for family.......plus I could sense you where in danger form abroad my ship in another universe so......... Hilda..

Hilda: Be more Careful.

Atless: Yes and.......it keeps you mom from worrying about you .

*Atless messed with her Helmet trying to remove it *

Atleaa: Plus I would like to just come here to have some Cucumber Sandwiches and some Tea and not to always be The 7th Heaven

*Atless tired to lighten the mood which it got a chuckle out of both Johanna and Hilda*

Atless: I got to get going got a mission starting soon.

Johanna: You can't stay for one Cucumber Sandwich?

*Atless who was making her way back to the cliff side where her time portal was looked back*

Atless: Maybe one Joey.

#hilda series #hilda (netflix) #hilda (hilda) #johanna hilda #hilda #hilda netflix #netflix hilda #hilda the series #Atleas Alan #The 7th Heaven #Jetcata OC

[kanawolf]

FE OC Week! Day 1 - Introduction & Day 3 - Backstory ( @fe-oc-week )

BASICS.

FULL NAME: Florence von Ludwig

(picrew from https://www.neka.cc/composer/12943 )

BIRTHDAY/AGE: 19 (pre-timeskip) / 21 (3 Hopes timeskip) / 24 (post-timeskip in 3 Houses)

NATIONALITY: Kingdom of Fargus (formerly) / Leicester Alliance (currently).

LANGUAGE/S: Common.

GENDER: Nonbinary - Fem leaning. They/Them & She/Her.

SEXUALTIY: Bisexual / Demi

CLASS: Commoner → Monk → Mage → Assassin / Warlock → Mortal Savant

WEAPONRY: Sword, bow, thunder.

HOMETOWN / AREA: Kingdom of Fargus / Leicester Alliance - Daphnel Territory

CURRENT HOME: Garreg Mach Monastery

PROFESSION: Golden Deer Student (pre-timeskip) / Mercenary + Scholar in the Leicester Alliance (post-timeskip).

PHYSICAL.

HAIR: Dark indigo hair.

EYES: Pale mossy green.

NOSE: Smaller bridge that widens at the nostrils.

FACE: Oval-esc.

LIPS: Heart-shaped.

COMPLEXION: Ash-wood, rosy cheeked. Light freckles across their cheeks, scattered near the edges of their hairline & scattered over the back of their neck and shoulders.

BLEMISHES:

TATTOOS:

HEIGHT: 5’8

WEIGHT: 170lbs

BUILD: Gymnast, fencer

ALLERGIES: N/A

USUAL HAIRSTYLE: when working -

when not working/any other time -

USUAL EXPRESSION:

USUAL CLOTHING:

BACKGROUND.

Florence’s early childhood was spent in the cold north of the Guatier region, her family having lived in the Holy Kingdom of Farghus for generations, if rather in the same place. Given many of her ancestors' penchant for trade and mercantile work, they had a tendency of moving to wherever location provided the most work, and roughly around the time of Florences’ 13th birthday, her family moved once more. This time, instead of staying within the borders of their ancestral home, they moved to Leicester, passing through Galatea and Daphnel territory, before eventually settling down in Riegan territory, in one of the smaller towns, not terribly far from the capital of Derdriu.

In the 6 years between their relocation to Leicester and Florence’s attendance of the Officers Academy, her family was quick to adapt to the need of the townspeople, and as such, Florence spent much of the passing years learning all many of trade skills: sewing, leatherwork, fencing (for protection while traveling), pegasus care (learned while passing through Galatea specifically), herbology, cooking, and medicinal training.

Upon arriving at the Monastery, they joined the Golden Deer House and lent their support to their classmates with their various skills and hobbies.

After the Monastery fell, they traveled to Derdriu, rather than their hometown, in order to open up their own business; a combination of shop, where they carry tools that they are familiar with using, and a school, where they teach anyone who wants to learn skills that they are proficient in. In making their own business, they make sure to keep in touch with Claude, Hilda, and Lorenz, in order to keep their supply routes open, as well as wanting to stay aware of what else happens in Alliance.

MONASTERY EDUCATION.

DESIRED SKILLS: Magic & Sword.

DESIRED STATS: Magic & Resistance.

HIDDEN POTENTIAL: Faith.

WEAKNESS: Heavy Armor.

PRE-TIMESKIP → FALL OF GARREG MACH UNIT INFO

SKILL PROFICIENCIES

PERSONAL STATS

SWORD: D → C+

LEVEL: 1 → 20

LANCE: E

HP: 24 →

AXE: E

STRENGTH: 9 →

BOW: E → E+

MAGIC: 5 →

GAUNTLETS: E

SKILL: 8 →

REASON: E+ → C

SPEED: 6 →

FAITH: E → D+

LUCK: 5 →

AUTHORITY: E → D

DEFENSE: 5 →

HEAVY ARMOR: E

RESISTANCE: 8 →

FLYING: E+ → D+

CHARM: 5 →

RIDING: E

POST-TIMESKIP → FINAL BATTLE UNIT INFO

SKILL PROFICIENCIES

PERSONAL STATS

SWORD: C+ → A

LEVEL: 30 →

LANCE: E

HP: 37 →

AXE: E

STRENGTH: 24 →

BOW: E+ → D+

MAGIC: 30 →

GAUNTLETS: E

SKILL: 27 →

REASON: C → A

SPEED: 24 →

FAITH: D+ → B+

LUCK: 17 →

AUTHORITY: D → C+

DEFENSE: 15 →

HEAVY ARMOR: E

RESISTANCE: 22 →

FLYING: D+ → C

CHARM: 11 →

RIDING: E

PERSONALITY.

(Pre Timeskip)

Very soft spoken, Florence grew up in chaos and thus, while very accustomed to it, savors and prefers quieter moments and places. A gentle soul, they do not enjoy fighting but are very aware of the necessity in learning how to fight, in large part to having experienced multiple dangers while traveling in the road. They prefer to be a defensive fighter as a result, preferring to strike from a distance or provide support to their allies.

Good with their hands, they do take pride in the things they create (especially fabric / textile & thread based items & leatherwork), even if they do not say as much out loud, and many gifts they give and enjoy receiving are those that are handmade, but they also enjoy giving and receiving good food.

(Post Timeskip)

While they remain soft spoken and prefer gentility and quiet spaces, they certainly grow into a more self assured, assertive (when necessary), and more quietly confident after taking care of their own business during the timeskip. They are of far stronger personality, mainly due to their newfound confidence, they still do not like the limelight and are far happier to let others take the glory and spotlight.

In combat, they still prefer to be a defensive / support based unit, rather than a front line fighter, but thanks to their speed and evasion, they can more readily handle being at the front

#fe oc week #oc: florence von ludwig #day 1 - introduction #day 3 - backstory

[omgkalyppso]

where'd you get your icon from? did you draw it yourself or is it a picrew or something like that?

I made it! By splicing post-timeskip sprites from fe3h together.

My fe3h My Unit OC Faedolyn (they/them).

Base sprite is Ingrid (adjusted eyes), nose is Caspar’s, lips are Ladislava’s, bangs are Flayn’s, hair has elements from Mercedes and Linhardt’s. Recoloured to preference.

I would have made Fae’s outfit green, but I liked the contrast with the magenta. I was going to leave a yellow and red bead on their strap / decoration, but then realized I could make them little roses! Colors were chosen for Adrestia (country of birth) and Leicester (nationality); and the purple strap / decoration for Gloucester.

Earrings from here.

I also made their brother Zoran (sometimes Zora) (he/she).

Base is Lambert, nose and hair wings are Alois’, lips are Hilda’s, eyebrows are Judith’s, chin is Ingrid’s, eyes are Linhardt’s and eyelashes are Petra’s. Might recolor him again at a later time.

I thought the purple of his outfit matched Fae’s well enough.

I'm glad you like them! Or at least, I felt that was implied.

#faedolyn #oc tag: zora(n)

[lemonjawbreakers]

An, Ann, N Anny Monster AU

So I was watching mad monster party (a classic) and it made me think of an AU with the girls. Here all the Cul-de-sac kids would be adults and reuniting on Evil Island, after being summoned by the infamous Dr. Jekyll and the council of monster’s. 

The An’s currently live together in a small village, making money scaring the locals and just enjoying life until there summoned and are suddenly re-united with their old pal’s. Including the now older Kanker brothers.

An Creature - Creature from the black Lagoon (was going to do werewolf but I can see An living in the swamp). Her pod (family) was very strict, and territorial, trying there best to keep An in line. Yet her love for human junk out weighed her fear of them and it cost a lot of issue’s. So after they couldn’t send her to boarding school, they sent her away for safety of the pod. An is much happier as a result, freedom, a whole basement to herself and can make a mess. She is sad about the locals running away from her though.

Was terrorized by Jay (a Frankenstein with Siren parts) who loved her voice and just how strong she was when they were little as An was told to stay away from boys and sirens so he caused her a bit of panic. When they got older hey bonded on human video games and the two developed a small friendship but lost contact after graduation. Re-connecting however has bubbled up a few unwanted feelings.

Ann Hilda Jekyll- Daughter of Dr Jekyll and a witch, Double-N now lives with her friends in the an old castle conducting experiments and creating potions. Even trading/selling her potions for some small change. Uses potions to hide her witch side (in this AU she’d have green skin and other ‘witchy features) just don’t let her use her dads concoction. She becomes a real witch lol

Which is ironically how Larie became attracted to her. Larie a science experiment himself (with extra parts from a gargoyle to fly with and horns) began to bug her. Mostly because he was bored an she was easy prey, until she takes her ‘medicine’. Then her other side knocked him threw a window, fixed up his wounds an apologized to him. He was just so taken back that he fell in love.         So he began to pursue her and then lost touch at graduation (Double-N bolted out the door). Meeting again has caused a lot confusing feeling because he hasn’t given up but has grown a lot.

Anny Nosferatu- Obviously a vampire but unfortunately for Anny she’s a direct descendent of Nosferatu, which hasn’t helped her image. Being stuck between her families high expectations, comparisons to her much crueler older sister, and Karen mocking her as being the lesser Vampire, it’s not hard to see why she jumped at the chance to leave. Anny also say this as a way to prove herself that she’s just as good so she enjoys terrorizing the locals.

Met Tee when they were really little and he had gotten lost. Being the first experiment out of his brothers and having gorgon parts caused people to freak out at his eyes that hypnotize people instead of turn them to stone. Anny being the outcast herself stood up for him and they became friends until she’s forced to leave. A few years later they met again, but she forgot him and he hadn’t given up. Like the other’s they lost contact after graduation (Anny clung to Double-N’s broom as the bolted out the door). But now she’s back and he’s hot, help.

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Will do the Kanker brothers and the rest of the Cul-de-sac (maybe some oc’s) on other post’s. This is it for now, tell me what monsters you’d think the girls or the other kids would be.

#an #ann #anny #an ann n anny au #mad monster an #idea's