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Here’s a silly little art dump of some of my oc and mashle ocs :D

ok you guys hear me out on famin x hybrid cat reader 🙏 (you can take these as romantic or platonic)

• 100% you two met each other because you were both trying to steal the same thing at the same time

• A you was able to get to the object first which was a shiny bracelet that belong to some important noble

• famin saw this and tried to take it from you but you were able to get away in time

• famin would probably be a little bit pissy about having somebody steal an item that he wanted but he would eventually get over it

• But the problem is that both of you guys keep on trying to steal the same thing at the same time

• Depending on the day sometimes famin is successful in stealing the item and other days your the successful one

• So basically, this kind of start starts a little childish rivalry on who can steal the item the fastest

• you 100% uses your cat tail to your advantage by taking the item quicker because of the fact that your tail gives her a longer rage

• tbh famin multiple times has threaten to cut off your tail and every single time you grabs it like it’s your last life line and starts hissing at him

• you also have the ability to turn into a cat and you do it mostly during the day

• has probably a thrown a bucket of water at you just to make you pissed

• after that, you got really pissed him so what better way to get revenge then to go inside innocent zeros castle and steal something of his?

• you almost got caught by famin but you were able to escape in time with a new shiny golden pair of earrings

in conclusion both of you would be very silly together

Orter Madl X Reader - My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toy.

Sypnosis: Tied to Orter Madl by an arranged engagement, you fight for a love he won't give. As he prioritizes duty over affection, you slowly break beneath the weight of silence—after all, you are the Queen of Sand Castles he destroys.

Fic Count: 0.7K

Warnings: Angst - No comfort.

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They say love is sacrifice.

But no one told you sacrifice would mean vanishing slowly, piece by piece, in someone else's shadow.

You were fifteen when you first met Orter Madl. He was cold even then - brilliant, composed, already more soldier than boy. But you, bright-eyed and soft-hearted, thought maybe you could reach him. Maybe, if you were good enough, quiet enough, strong enough, he'd open the gates and let you in.

You were wrong.

You're still trying to be enough. Still falling short.

He's your fiancé now. Not by choice, not really. Your family smiled across a mahogany table while shaking hands with his. The engagement was inked in political ink and sealed with centuries of tradition. You were told it was a blessing.

But blessings don't bleed like this.

You make him tea when his hands shake from overusing his magic. He thanks you, but doesn't look up. You sit beside him on the couch, but he leans forward, elbows on knees, always thinking of somewhere else.

You learn to live in the quiet spaces between his ambitions. He isn't cruel. He's just distant... And somehow, that's worse.

You wonder if it would hurt less if he hated you - at least then you'd be something. But instead, you are nothing in his everything. A ring on his finger, a name in his mouth when it's required. A ghost with a heartbeat

Tonight, you stand at the window, watching the moon light the empty garden he never walks with you through. The tea in your hands has gone cold. You think of how hard you've tried. How many times you smiled through silence. How often you cried where he wouldn't see.

You think, 'Once I fix me, he's gonna miss me.’

You whisper it like a promise to yourself, 'Just say when I play again.' But the game has long since ended.

And all you're left with is the memory of a dream you swore was real.

He was my best friend

At least, in your head he was. In all the quiet fantasies you built when he stood close enough to imagine warmth. You think of that one rare day in the sandlot of the estate gardens-before duty choked out his boyhood. He smiled then, maybe. Or maybe your memory rewrote it to keep you alive.

Down in the sandlot, you laughed. You called his name and he turned like it meant something. He didn't smile, but he stayed. And you clung to that.

You close your eyes.

You are tired of loving someone who only reaches for you when the world is crumbling-who only breaks the things he secretly loves, because control is safer than connection.

You are tired of being a favorite toy.

Used and precious in theory.

And maybe, one day, when you're gone, when you're whole again, he'll remember the person who tried.

Maybe then, he'll miss you.

But by then, you'll be dust on the wind.

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Author's note:

Hi there! This is my first fic on this blog. I notice the lack of fics there are for Orter so I might make more since I have a few ideas saved in my drafts. Normally my fics are inspired by songs cause I tend to have writer blocks in case you notice a pattern with them. I am also thinking about making an extended version, but feel free to let me know if anyone is interested.

IM DONE I LOVE HER SM ANWBXKOWBDJDOWKJW

(WIP) some art of the 5th child Mizuki :D going to post her character profile later :b

happy birthday to this silly little guy :D

Srry yall I don’t know I’m gonna be able to write the levis x magical girl reader that I was planning to do this weekend since I actually got jumped by Bio testing….(this has to be some sort of mental torture, giving me back to back testing…) I’m gonna see if I can maybe write it tomorrow but if not I’ll for sure post it next week.

The 4th child’s design revealed and name :D

I hope you all love Mary as much as I do :D

The 3rd child has finally been revealed. she was the hardest design and to come up with a name for

welcome to the world my lovely opal :D (her name is supposed to be a play on opioid)

I’m not really proud of any of these drawings in particular so i’ll probably redraw her



another little sketch of my oc who finally has a name

Meet my lovely mashle OC Suki yoshioka!!!

A post information about her probably tomorrow :b

(her mark is a little bit messed up but that’s ok…)

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