They Were (boy)friends.

I need to write something for delisaster birthday tomorrow mmmmmmm I think I’m just gonna wing it 

finally explaining my OC I’ll eventually explain her personal magic soon enough(give me two more months….)

Name: Suki yoshioka

nickname/other name: “Doll” “who?” “flower girl”

sex: female

age: 16

birthday: May 6th

blood type: AB+

height: 162.56 cm

occupation: 1st Year Student at Easton Magic Academy

House: orca

Dominant Hand: Right

Good Subject: magic history

Bad Subjects: isn’t bad at any subject, but her least favorite one is magic mathematics

Hobbies: looking for herbs, collecting flowers, and reading information about different plants, herbs and flowers, experimenting on herself, and learning different types of makeup styles 

Favourite Food: raspberries

Favourite Word: redspider lilies

Favourite type of the opposite sex: “Oh well somebody who’s intelligent and respectful.”

Dislikes: betrayal, ignorant people who refuse to learn and understand,

Frequently visited school spot: school library, kitchen dormitory

personality: A quiet girl who often studies in the school library. though she’s quiet she is extremely kind hearted and often helps other tutors other students in all different types of subjects. her origins generally remain a mystery. Some students knows that she was adopted by a noble family, most likely to keep up with appearances and started eastern soon after. she earned the nickname doll because of one student accidentally mistaking her as an extremely lifelike doll because of a new make up style that she was practicing on. Even though she’s very intelligent, students forget about her because of the fact that she tends to mind her own business most of the time.

appearance:

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

Chuffed

I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

yall I currently have a draft of famin x hybrid cat reader should I post it tomorrow or next week?

im bored and I wanna talk about what inspired me/influenced me to make Opal the way that she was.

Design wise and a little bit of personality she was heavily based off of momo from apothecary diaries. That’s also where I got the doctors/apothecary part of her character. The only difference is that I didn’t really make her ass passionate about medicine or poison but instead I made her more fascinated.

similar to momo she also experiments on herself not because she likes it or she likes the feeling of it. She does it because she believes it is the most simplest and best ways to test her medicines. though she knows she may not be always the best subject because she’s able to regenerate most of her injuries fairly quickly so she always has a human test subject or 2 on hand. she often goes herb collecting in the morning and can do it for hours on end until it’s way past her bedtime

honestly, I feel like when it came to trying to name her she was probably the second hardest since I wanted a name that fit her profession and we were learning about different types of drugs in my class recently and we were going over opium drugs and that’s what inspired the name opal since it’s supposed to be a play on the word opium. I also kind of find it funny since opium’s are pain reliever drugs, and she can’t really feel physical pain.

anyways here’s some drawings I did in my notes of my girly

(when I specifically turned off dark mode for this, and when I turned it back on and saw the dark mode version I just loved it so much)



yall I wrote something for lévi today, but I’ve lost motivation in the middle of it so should I just post it anyways or what?

so if you guys are interested in my OC suki then I suggest that you go follow the blog that I made that is in her perspective. The username is sukiyoshioka :D

tbh I might make a blog for one of my ocs…..

cell is incapable of NOT being a diva and honestly hell yeah

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)

I have a love-hate relationship with this man because on one hand he murdered my beautiful wife Sophina but on the other hand he’s just a silly little guy