hello! this is a sideblog mainly to organize my OCs, but feel free to talk to me— especially about my interests (mainly gepard and luka from hsr right now. i'm a belobog / jarilo-vi enjoyer). i can offer some headcanons and maybe even doodles of them :)
my main blog is at @mitsundere, so most interactions will be there. it's a little old and messy (even a little cringe), but i love it anyway <3
Have you thought of making a rp blog for your hsr oc?
yep! tbh this blog was originally going to serve as an rp one, but i am severely out of practice for rp and well i ended up not really feeling like doing it
first post and it's a self-indulgent hsr oc, the brain rot is real. i've been using a random character wheel to inspire designs, and this first one is obviously gepard inspired, lol. weapon is not included because i'm still thinking on it
it's unfinished btw, i need to add more "bells and whistles", as well as patterns to the cloths and decorations to the leather... gotta have that authentic mihoyo feel
warnings: oc x canon. a lot of self-indulgence. no beta we die like cocolia (literally just finished typing this up and immediately went to post it)
main story
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stupid, stupid, stupid. why did you leave him like that?
maria wanted to talk more with him, they really did. but suddenly the room felt too small and the murmurs from other patients rang too loudly in their ears and the bitter smell of antiseptics was just too overwhelming. gepard was about to say something before they stomped out of the clinic. they wanted to stay, but at the same time they needed some alone time. the tightness in their chest moved up, twisting into a prickly sensation in their tear ducts. with a shaky sigh, they sat down beside the clinic’s entrance, hugging their knees.
the door opened, and maria didn’t need to look up to know who it was. “you alright?” came natasha’s gentle voice. maria released a muffled sound of affirmation from their throat. there’s a sniffle or two before they wiped their teary eyes with their hand.
“he’s awake.” they said.
“he is.” said natasha.
“i.. i don’t know what came over me.” maria avoids natasha’s gaze. “it’s as if an automaton grizzly had been lifted from my shoulders.” their usually calm voice cracks a bit at the end, and they stop to breath for a moment.
lifeless brown eyes met with red-colored ones, but under the warm light emitting from the lamp, one could almost see a faint glimmer. “he is awake.” maria repeated.
the senior doctor’s expression softens. “and you, my friend, need some sleep.” she bends down slightly to cup maria’s cheek. “when was the last time you even ate?” her fingers trace the outline of dark circles under their eyes before gently pinching their cheek. the younger medic doesn’t respond, and averts their gaze once more.
“i’m fine.” maria tugs natasha’s hand away, “i’ll be back in a bit—” they try to stand, but suddenly their legs feel like jelly and they wobble. if natasha hadn’t supported them in time, they would have toppled over and hit their head on the ground.
“maria.”
“just— give me a minute.” they panted, dusting themselves off.
“maria.” a warning tone. it’s enough to make maria flinch, and there’s a flash of nervousness in their eyes.
natasha sighs and straightens her colleague’s collar. “you haven’t slept for 2 days, much less had a proper meal yet.” her voice was laced with worry, but there’s a sternness to it that would make anyone comply with her orders wishes. “tell me, what does a lack of sleep do to a person?”
“...impaired decision-making.”
“mhm. and as doctors, we always need to be of sound mind. we have our patients’ lives on our hands.”
maria nods slowly in understanding. they glance at the clinic doors. maybe if they could check on him once again, their fatigue would be gone—
“you are forbidden from entering the clinic starting today until tomorrow.”
they gawked at natasha’s gentle smile. “but…”
“i’ve already informed mikkel, and he’ll be here shortly to take you home.” she waves her phone in front of them, and maria could see the faint outline of natasha’s messages to their roommate. if they had dog ears, they surely would have been put down like a kicked puppy.
a hand squeezed their shoulder comfortingly, “captain gepard will be fine. though if you want to check on him yourself…” natasha beamed at them, “the sooner you recover, the faster you’ll be able to do it.”
maria slumps their shoulders. natasha was truly a hard opponent to argue with.