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[sunny-arts-blog]

Character design comm for @/didiputter on vgen!

[ironmeat]

Jerk Squad!!

As soon as I added them, Everett fell for Nate 🤣

I love them.

[tealadiy]

tamarack appreciation art ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

[itskrystalmeowy]

I am missing Our Life </333 I am missing my baby Cove😭😭

Okay, time to play the game again and have another hyperfixation!

[eliezer-second]

Meet Mikael, (one of) my OLNF Protag(s)!

- Mikael is the oldest between Tamarack and Qiu due to being put back a grade because of his previous schooling. Despite this, he's still 10 along with Tamarack and Qiu, only half a year older. - Standing SHORT for his class at 4ft 9in, Mikah finds it difficult to blend in with his peers, especially because of his "different" style. From music, to personality, even to his clothes, Mikah has always presented differently from his classes. - All of his differences make it hard to understand Mikael, but even worse, he refuses to be understood. Why would someone wishing so hard for someone to know him push everyone away? - More than this, why would they still try to understand him after all that..? He has no clue, and that frustrates him more than being misunderstood does.

Does he probably need someone to validate his emotions? Mmmm... maybe. probably. Yeah...

[abandoned-orion]

ahem may i please request a step 1 ren fic? MC gets injured (like a sprained ankle or something) and no one else but Ren is around to help and they end up getting carried by Ren which leads them to getting closer

thank you 🫡

Author’s Note: Hiii! I hope you enjoy this! I must supply the Ren lovers their dinner before they start migrating to cities and feeding off the souls of the innocent…Anyway this takes place in step 1 , so I will be using He/Him to refer to Ren!

Idk how to feel about this. I need to start writing more fanfics instead of just head canons. I’ve noticed that i work better when i write stories in a first person point of view

Pairing(s): Darren/Ren/Renee Murray x MC

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It was late, and the air was bitter. Darren pedaled his bike with everything he had in him.

Darren wasn't normally this eager to go home, but his mother had warned him that today's weather would be the coldest it had been all year. He had been out for hours and wanted to slip into his soft bed with a big cup of-.

‘Sniffle’

Darren slowed his bike down and turned his head, he had just ridden past..you. Darren wanted to just continue and pretend he didn’t notice you but he didn’t want it to be more awkward when you confront him about it. Plus, there was something wrong. You weren’t on your wheels, you were sitting on the ground with your hands on your ankle and your forehead touching your knees.

It reminded Darren of Qiu during ballet, warming up, and stretching. That wasn’t what this was though.

Darren turned his bike around and slowly peddled back to where you were sitting. He took off his helmet and shook out his helmet hair.

“MC? What are you doing, it’s going to get cold soon.”

He said hesitantly like he was talking to a wounded animal. He didn’t understand why it was so hard for him to talk to you.

You looked up and he froze.

Tears were brimming in your eyes and small scratches scattered on your cheek and forehead.

“…Darren.” You sniffled, struggling to breathe.

Darren kneeled to be at your level. He had thoughts running marathons in his mind. ‘What were you doing out this late?’ , ‘Are you hurt?’ , ‘What happened?’

Darren assessed the situation and took a closer look at your ankle. Your ankle was blue, purple, and green. It looked muddied and gross like a banana gone bad.

“Did you fall on your ride?”

You didn’t answer him, no longer being able to hold back the tears. You sobbed quietly.

“H-hey! Come on, what’s crying going to solve?” He didn’t want to be harsh but he was trying to figure out what to do.

“M’sorry.. I haven’t been able to put any weight on it. I've been sitting here for I don’t even know how long…” you wiped your eyes with your sleeves.

Darren put his bike helmet on his bike’s handlebars and then extended his arms.

“Let me help you up.”

You hesitated, remembering how uncomfortable he was around you in the beginning but Darren shook his head; predicting your dilemma.

“Its fine. I don’t want to leave you out here.”

Your tear filled eyes brighten and you smiled.

“Don’t look at me like that”

He didn’t mind though.

He had your arm over his shoulder in a weird side hug, he made sure to remind you to keep your injured ankle off the ground and to put your weight on him.

You had to abandon your wheels since Darren only had one hand that he was already using on his bike.

Darren begrudgingly promised to go back for it in the morning for you, seeing as your ankle resembled a 90-degree angle.

“..Why are you helping me? I thought you didn’t like me?”

Darren’s frown grew. He didn’t realize that was what you got from him.

“It's not like that-. It’s it’s just how I am with new people.” He tried to explain, walking slowly so that you wouldn’t struggle to keep his pace.

“I didn’t mean to make you feel like I didn’t like you. You’ve been nice to me and Qiu, I am sorry..”

You gave Darren a small smile while patting him on the shoulder.

“That means alot.”

You both walked home in silence, it got dark but the air was no longer bitter; it was refreshing.

[natelawtism]

https://tiermaker.com/create/our-life-universe-characters-1211348

Made a gbpatchverse tierlisttt guysss who's surprisedddd

[wrymbloods]

buncove having a tender morning 🧡💚