decided to go ahead and finally post art of mine Mashle OC (ignore how I got her uniform wrong)
she may or may not get lore later on 
A drawing of her out of uniform and in uniform :b
THEY’RE SO CUTE OH MY GOD LOOK AT THEM
I thought this idea a few weeks ago buttttt hear me out on reader who experiments on herself x Carpaccio
Reader is fem in this one
• Reader is a part of orca dorm and has a habit of experimenting on herself.
• you and Carpaccio did share magic history together, but didn’t really talk to each other but there was a project in your class, and it had to be in pairs of two
• Both of you didn’t have any friends in that class so you to paired together because you were the only options left for each other
• it was some stupid project about talking about some important historical figure in magic history so both of you plan to work on the project the school library
• Carpaccio was the first one to arrive at the library and he waited but for some random reason you still haven’t appear to work on your share of the project
• So Carpaccio decided to go ahead and look for you and he found you pretty easily at the school garden happily picking some sort of plant
• He walked up to you to remind you about the school project and you apologizing saying that you couldn’t let these plants go to waste
• he was confused because he thought he was just a normal plants and then you went on a whole tangent about poisonous flowers and plants the long-term effects and short-term effects that they have on the human body
• When he asked you in the middle of your rant, how did you get this information you said a simple “Oh I tested it out on myself”
• That’s when an interesting friendship, spark to life
• Both of you now spend time together talking about your own personal experiment and the results of those experiments
• this is also the time you learned about Carpaccio habit of forgetting to eat and sleep so you often remind him to eat and sleep
• sometimes you even cook him some food and force him to eat it in front of you (he has jokingly questioned on whether you’ve poisoned it or and you took a great offense to that question)
Chiikawa Domina bc why not
Like... there is so much cliche and misconception potential with this guy.
He's got it all:
Technically the rich ceo kid trope
A bully
A manipulator (idk if he's psychopathic)
Daddy issues
Sounds super strong but is actually weak (mentality?)
Got body scars
An eye injury/scar
Strong (magic, brains, and physical big headcanon)
Long ass hair
Record of bad school behaviour(?)
Like someone gotta whip up some Boys over Flowers typa shit, that'd be kinda fun to read.
Or like make Levis a tsundere. I don't care. I'm so bad at this.
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
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Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
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And yet…
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Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
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Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
happy birthday to this little fucker I hope he gets it by a train and dies <3/hj
here are some stupid ideas about delisaster because yesterday was his birthday and I was way too lazy to post this yesterday
(remember, this has the usual bad grammar and spelling)
• If you two ever met each other, it would most likely be at some sort of fancy party banquet or party
• your probably some sort of high class Noble whos family dabbles into a bit of illegal stuff
• The first time you to meet he definitely was flirting so hard and it would just be completely funny if you didn’t understand that he was flirting and you were just confused throughout the entire time.
• after your parents saw that interesting interaction between you and that blonde frat boy I wouldn’t be surprised if they try to use you as a pawn to get closer to innocent zero by making you close with one of his sons aka Delisaster
• The fact that this dude probably parties all night and gets little to no sleep, you’re parents decide to go ahead and just send you to all of these crazy parties that he goes to all the time in an attempt to make you too closer
• The problem is that delisaster thinks this is your idea to try to get closer to him and you’re just all confused
• somehow, this ended up in you to “dating”
• he would definitely love showing you off during parties and banquets. you’d probably be seated right next to him and him having his hand on your waist. he’s definitely big on PDA.
• I could also see him being really clingy. he likes to hug you a lot and rest his head on your shoulder.
• if you’re strong like a three or a double liner then you probably train together sometimes.
• he definitely drags you out to party sometimes and you more than half the time just monitor him to make sure he didn’t do anything stupid.
(sorry for being short I didn’t have any motivation to continue :/)