#june oc

[subjectivelyfunctional]

New, new profile pic. The dittoverse didn’t suit me

Signed and then realized i was flipped cry cry cry all the way home i shall

Was crying to my pal about how this is the only oc i still draw from ye olden days so im thinking im gonna have to try and get myself to be doing some of the fellers from back then again soon :)

[dovekn1ght]

Oh hey, traditional art.

I’ve been doing some stuff, and concept art is the result. Also the main cast of TOAK has mostly changed, only Alioth is still here.

I’m gonna turn this into a finished piece with a better sword

Also other art for story that is replacing theoretical YA Parody comic under readmore

These fuckers have invaded my mind HOW COULD YOU DO THIS JU-

[cepheusgalaxy]

Ok inspired by @aromanticsky bc thats a cool af idea

Oc two truths and a lie. Which is the lie?

June was kicked out from home

He is a servant

He is not very fond of people in general

Voting ended onDec 20, 2024

[strawby-fields]

dogface puffer oc lets goooooooooooooooooooooooooo

this is june shes a photographer :]

[b00pyb00p]

THIS AFTERNOON🌸☀️🕷️🕸️🥩🩸‼️

im still sketching some silly drawings as June’s expression and personality

[luvjoyed]

┃ romance is boring

summary ━━ wilbur sings a song with a hidden meaning for june.

pairing ━━ cc!wilbur x my oc june

warnings ━━ one curse word, the feeling of seeing someone you love with someone else, anger mentions.

word count ━━ 740

a/n ━━ as the story goes, dream and june are meant for each other. wilbur meets june and starts to love someone who loves someone else. i love their pairing and i plan to write where wilbur and june are actually together or where he has an actual chance with her. the story is a bit messy but i hope it’s clear enough for you to understand this bit of writing.

june sat across from wilbur on his bedroom floor. the original plan had been to bounce ideas off of one another — june’s for her rapidly approaching due date for an english project and wilbur’s being for songs he was writing — but it had ended in the brunet playing songs for the girl he secretly had grown fond for.

he flashed a grin to her as he started up another set of chords on his phone, making sure to get them right. the thing he most definitely did not want to do was embarrass himself in front of her when it was his one and only job to play a few songs. what he wouldn’t mention was that these songs he played and these songs he’d been writing, were all thought of while she swam in the back of his mind.

the red haired female wasn’t familiar with any of the sounds coming from wilbur’s guitar. she watched intently as his fingers fumbled with the strings. he was shaking for a reason she didn’t have a clue about. she reaches to touch his hand with a soft smile. “we can take a break if you need, wil.” the smile was enough to calm him in seconds. with the shake of his head, his gaze is focused back to the melody of the song.

“darling, i’m with saint bernards and we’re scouring the alps and the andes,” he sang quietly, like the words were meant for only her to hear. though they were alone in his apartment, he sang them to her despise the fact of their loneliness. her eyes studied the expression on his face while the words spilled from his heart.

he lifted his eyes to glance to her, “we’re proving to each other that romance is boring,” his voice softened as he smiled sheepishly and a giggle is held back. june shifts into a more comfortable position, making their knees collide in a soft bump. “you’re trying not to be nervous, if you were trying at all,” wilbur messes up on a chord, “fuck– if you were trying at all.”

her lips pull into a grin at the imperfection of the cover. that’s one of her favorite things about wilbur, that he wasn’t perfect and definitely didn’t try to be. he was fully aware of his imperfections and june found that admirable. the song had looped back to the chorus and wilbur’s eyes had landed upon june once more.

he shifts the head of the guitar into her arm, her returning the favor of bumping her knee into his. “you and i, we are nothing alike. i am a pleasure cruise, you have gone out to trawl.” as the chorus came back to close the song, the tone of wilbur’s voice changed. neither of them thought his voice could go softer, and yet it did.

the sound could have been mistaken for singing after he’d just finished crying. “if i was half prepared to…” he paused to fit more of his emotions into the lyrics, “…prove to each other that romance is boring,” he finished off with a sigh. he knew she didn’t get it. she didn’t get that all he wanted was for her to see him in the way she saw someone else.

he found it rather angering actually. it put fire into his soul to know how easily it would be for them to love one another, but she picked him instead. to make matters worse, wilbur didn’t believe in the traditional definition of “romance” either. he wanted something more, something more of his own to share with the person he was with for eternity. he could have that with her, it was evident.

maybe he proved himself right, romance is boring.

june taps wilbur’s knee to pull him for his trance of thought. his brown eyes land to her own and he shakes his head, mumbling out a small apology. “what was the song called?” she quizzes.

“romance is boring.”

she hums, “i know it wasn’t yours.”

he gives her a raised brow, playful grin to his lips. “yeah?”

“i know you, wil. you sang that one better than your own, you don’t take pride in your work.” a glint of sadness passes through her eyes while she stares at him.

little did she know, his heart broke too, but not for the same reason. she cares for him, just not in the same way.

[simpalert]

(srry I forgot taohuas leaf thing @nekomortiz )

some more prompts

[loverdudearchive]

(June voice) I have 2 sides... The nicest girl u’ll ever meet.. and twisted fucking cycle path...

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