#oc addison

[awaywarddoll]

More pages of my OC Bug.

[hermestoaster]

Uh- some OC doodles from a bit ago

Top one is Holland and his daughter Addison

Bottom is Sparrow and Mars

2 seperate comic projects I plan to work on at some point after Where to Follow is done :')

[bashfulmusician]

I heard about the JSE Wave Your Flag collab, and decided that it'd be awesome to join for my first pride month! Here is my oc, Addison, wearing the ace flag.

The instructions said to cut out our characters if we drew traditionally, so I tried. Nothing I did could get rid of the glare, though, so I'm also submitting a pre-cut version. @nataissalty

[benrey-bone-god]

Addi!

New fursona

[juniper-sides]

Never Alone: Chapter Four

Warnings: Panic attack, anxiety (poor baby)

The logical Side’s room was dark, uncommon for her. Normally the computer monitors were buzzing with activity, brightening the Space with electricity. Now the only source of light was a simple desk lamp.

“Al, Aluminum; Be, Berilium; Cu, Copper; Au, Gold…” she recited the periodic table like a mantra, eyes wide and hands shaking. Her pale hands were wrapped around herself in a tight hug as she rocked back and forth. A soft blue blanket was draped across her quaking shoulders.

A knock caused her to jump in surprise; she lost her balance and toppled onto her side, eyes wide and focused on the gray door. She tried to speak, but her mouth was filled with cotton. All that came out was a small squeak.

‘Is it her? Is she back? It has to be her. There’s no one else who would come by. She knows I’m weak, she’s going to tell me more lies. She’s going to-‘ Her thoughts were broken by the quiet click of the doorknob turning. As her heart pounded and she gasped for breath, she did not see the two enter the room.

“Logic? Logic, is that you?” Creativity’s voice was soft, soothing. She approached the shaking Side, who had since curled into herself and squeezed her eyes shut. Emotion stayed back, watching with teary eyes.

“Logic, listen, it’s Creativity. Can you hear me?” The logical Side kept her eyes shut, but jerkily nodded. “Darling, you’re having a panic attack. I’m going to put my hand on you, is that ok?” Another slight nod.

Even though she had been expecting it, the touch sent another spark of terror through her. Her eyes flew open as she went prone. “Cr…Creativ…?”

The creative Side nodded. “Yes, I’m Creativity. Behind me is Emotion. We want to help, ok?” Logic’s eyes darted to the side and saw Emotion, who waved and smiled comfortingly. “Do you think you can talk, sweetie?” Logic stared at the ground shamefully. “Y..yes…I’m fine…”

Creativity shaked her head, “Logic, it’s completely alright. I’ve had my bouts of anxiety. There’s nothing wrong with a little help during these. Don’t feel ashamed, sweetheart.” She rubbed Logic’s back soothingly. “Come, I know that you’re smart. How about you tell me a few things that you can see.”

Logic closed her eyes, pushing back tears, before she opened them again. “Floor...blanket…you….” She tensed again and her breathing became erratic.

“Logic, darling, it’s ok. Breathe with me.” She demonstrated, breathing in and out slowly. Logic closed her eyes, mimicking Creativity’s breathing. After a few moments, she continued, “You…computer...bed.”

“Good, that’s good, sweetie. Now, how about four things you can touch and feel?” Her voice was low, quiet and soothing.

“Blanket…shirt…you…floor.” Her breathing was steadily becoming more regular. “Good, now three things you can hear.” “Electricity…me…” She paused, struggling to think of something else.

“That’s alright, it’s rather quiet in here.” Creativity smiled, trying to help lighten the mood. “You have a lot of electronics in here, it looks lovely.” “…thanks…” Logic could not help but grin slightly.

“Let’s finish, ok? Can you smell anything?” Logic was silent, truly thinking through her answer. “Perfume and…cookies?”

Creativity chuckled softly. “Yes, Emotion brought her cookie jar along.” Glancing behind the Side, Logic could see that Emotion was indeed holding a large cookie jar. How had she not noticed?

“Last bit, one thing you can taste.” “…chapstick?” “I’ll take it, you did wonderful, darling! Now, let’s get you moved to your bed, how does that sound?” Logic nodded shakily, slowly sitting up with Creativity’s help.

“Emotion, dear, could you please help with this part?” The Side nodded enthusiastically, glad to help, and set the cookie jar on a nearby table. She dashed over to Logic’s other side and gently put her arm around her shoulders.

“I…I can walk, I think. I’ve done this…before.”

Creativity frowned. “Dear, if you don’t mind, we would like to help you over there. In my experience, I’m always worn after these things. I imagine that you’re in a similar state.” “No, I’m fine.” To prove her point, Logic pushed herself to her knees and grabbed onto a desk. She pulled until she was standing, a sigh escaping her.

However, when she moved to let go of the desk, her legs shook and gave out from under her.

Luckily Emotion and Creativity were there to catch her before she fell. “We’ve got ya!” Emotion couldn’t stop herself from exclaiming her relief. Logic grabbed onto the two instinctively, gasping.

“It’s alright, just breathe, darling. We’re still here.” Logic took a few deep breaths, holding onto the other two. After a while of silence, she nodded. “I suppose…I do need help.”

“Nothin’ wrong with that, that’s why we’re here!” Emotion smiled at Logic, Creativity nodding from the other side. “No one should have to go through these alone. Now, let’s get you laid down.”

She scoffed behind her computer, watching the scene unfold on the camera. “I thought you said she’d be out of commission for at least a week!”

A timid voice answered, “I tried, and she would have been! It just, I just, I-“ “Quiet!”

There was a loud crash. She turned back to the monitor with a groan. Suddenly, her scowl turned into a grin. “I just had an idea. I think we can have even more fun with this…”

///This is how I experience panic attacks. It’s different for everyone, so this may not sound right to you. If so, that’s completely fine! This is just what happens in my own experience. Also, spookums? Who could that be?///

[awaywarddoll]

Where they started

Vs.

Where they are now

[juniper-sides]

Never Alone: Chapter Three

Emotion had taken temporary residence in Creativity’s Space. While she would have been more comfortable knowing that another Side was just down the hall, Emotion wanted to spend as much time with the other as she could. Besides, Creativity seemed unwilling for her to leave as well.

In their time together, they came to grow close. They had the same interests as their host - squealing and chatting about various shows over popcorn and hot cocoa. Creativity was also able to teach the younger one about some of the Sides’ functions.

“You see dear, we’re like different parts of the brain. We each have a different role. I’m responsible for creativity – art, musicianship, those spontaneous bouts of inspiration that keep us awake at night. We all have a responsibility.”

The shorter Side tilted her head in thought, fingers running along her sweater sleeve. “So what’s mine?”

Creativity chuckled. “Silly, you represent emotions! All sorts, from what I can tell. You’re like the heart. You demonstrate excitement, joy, enthusiasm, everything! You’re also a wonderful friend to have, because you encourage me to do my job!” She grinned at Emotion, causing her to look down with a blush.

“Are…are there more like us?”

Creativity paused midway through pouring some tea. “Well, yes. They all have different roles and responsibilities.” She hummed and passed the cup to Emotion. “I suppose that they’re very busy, what with it being late afternoon.”

Emotion stared into the cup, feeling the steam caress her face with warmth as she carefully thought over her next statement. “Have you…have you ever met them?”

Creativity sat down with her usually finesse, yet her face betrayed her unease. “Well no, I hadn’t met anyone until you happened to stop by. Why do you ask?”

“Well, I kinda want to meet them. I want to make new friends!” She clutched her cup tighter with excitement, eyes their usually brightness. “I like you, you’re my best friend! But I want to see the others, I want us to make more friends!”

Creativity took a sip of her cup, eyes focused on the tea within. ‘I really don’t want to crush her.’ She pondered. “Well, deary, remember that not everyone is like us, right?” The other nodded, still grinning brightly. “Sweetie, not everyone is as- amiable as you. Ok?”

Emotion’s smile wavered, but her eyes remained alight with joy. “Yeah…but we can’t not give ‘em a chance! What if they’re really nice? What if they’re lonely? I don’t want anyone to be sad and alone!”

Creativity sighed. “Darling…” She was about to say more, but then a nearby computer monitor came to life. She set down her cup and quickly went over to it. Her eyes read the notification and her fingers flew over the keys, lips pursing and eyes narrowing with concern.

“Is everything ok?” Emotion could not help but feel scared. Usually when a notification came in, Creativity would still talk and smile. Yet this time, her face became stoic and remained so.  “Creativity? What’s wrong?”

The fanciful Side sighed, pushing away from the monitor and turning around. “It seems that the host is having heightened anxiety. There’s a math test coming up and she’s had a busy home life.” Creativity uncharacteristically ran her hands over her face, leaning her elbows on her knees. “She hasn’t been studying like she should.”

Emotion thought for a moment, “Who’s in charge of studying?” “Logic.” “We should talk to Logic, then! She’ll know what we should do!” As she stood and turned to the door, Creativity sprang up from her computer chair.

“Emotion, wait! We need to discuss this!” Emotion turned around, but kept her hand on the doorknob. “What do you mean? If Logic is in charge of studying, then she needs to know!” Creativity sighed again, “It isn’t that simple, darling.”

“Logic already knows about the issue. She has a monitor just like I do in her Space, so she gets messages like this and takes care of them.” “But why isn’t she taking care of it?” Creativity feigned optimism, as much as hated to. “Well, she must be! She’s usually more than capable of these sorts of things. Besides, a little anxiety is normal before a test.”

“But why are you so nervous?” Creativity paused and rested a hand against her own forehead in defeat. “I suppose…it’s the frequency of the anxiety we’ve had.” When Emotion raised a curious eyebrow, she gestured to the monitor. “We’ve been having heightened anxiety for quite some time now. Come see.”

A few taps on the keyboard revealed a line graph. “The red is my creative output; the blue is Logic’s output, and the gray? That’s the amount of anxiety we’ve had.” Emotion’s eye’s widened. “So every time that you guys start working a lot, the anxiety gets worse and you guys can’t work well anymore?”

“Exactly.” Her eyes remained focused on the betraying chart, her mouth a thin line. “We’ve both been doing our fair share to work through the anxiety, but we can only do so much before it becomes too much and we need to stop. I… I shut down and cannot think of any creative ideas. I can only think of what could go wrong in any given real world situation. It remains like that until I, Logic, or someone else takes the wheel and overcomes the anxious thoughts.” She leaned her face into her hand, elbow resting on the desk top.

Emotion turned from the graph to the Side, eyes growing steadily sadder. “Is that what’s happening to Logic?” Creativity sighed. “It would appear so.” “Are you ok? I mean, are you getting nervous or anxious?” “…Not yet. I’m only nervous for Logic.” Emotion reflexively reached out and hugged the Side.

“It’s ok, we’ll be alright, right?” Creativity smiled and hugged her back. “Right, we always are.” She chuckled, “How do you always make me smile?” Emotion laughed. “It’s my talent! I’m also good at jokes – how do you make a painting brighter?” “I don’t know?” “You ‘Add-de-sun’!” She laughed at her own pun, while Creativity’s eyes widened.

“Is your name…Addison?” “Well, yeah!” “Dear, you trust me enough to give me your real name?” “Yeah! You’re like my big sister, I have to trust you!” Creativity said nothing, her smile widening by the second. She finally laughed and took Addison into a tight embrace. “Becky. My name is Becky, little one.”

Emotion was stiff for a moment, then she laughed and returned the hug. “Are we sisters now?” “Yes! Yes we are, sweetie!” They spent a long time hugging and laughing with joy.

Addison was the one to break the embrace, still smiling but eyes serious. “I still think we need to see Logic.” Becky paused, “Addison, I don’t know-“ “But she’s all alone! If she’s scared like you say, then she needs someone to help her out. Maybe we can!”

Becky sighed. “You’re adamant about this, aren’t you?” “Yep!” “…I suppose that you’re right. We can’t leave her alone.” She stood and brushed off her shirt front.

“But I’m getting changed before we leave. We simply can’t let her see us in our best tea party outfits.” She winked and walked away to her expansive walk-in closet. “I have an outfit that you might want to try, dear!” Addison beamed and followed her, “Does it have long sleeves?” “Darling, would I give you anything else?”

[bashfulmusician]

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