#tma oc

[edalynn-pines]

She rapidly knocked on the door. Her knuckle would probably end up bruised, but that's nothing to what she had to do now. "Mrs.Pines?"

(OOC - finding our Edalynn has a wife at 1 am is genuinely wondering. *throws kana at you*)

[There was a loud thump in the room as Eda woke up and fell out of her chair]

UH! Yeah! Come in! Hello! Dont mind me!

[wakeful-nightly]

[Jon is watching Noxie in the background.]

@pupil-of-the-archive

A slight shiver ran down Noah's spine. It wasn't his first time being watched, though he didn't have enough experience with the feeling to actively recognise it. Still, he turned a corner, the urge to remain unseen subconsciously eating at him.

[wakeful-nightly]

Hi! Can I have your name?

@rosalind-learns-blogging

Noxie looked confused for a moment, but didn't say anything about it. "Oh! Uhm, you can call me Noah!"

[aparanoidelectrictoothbrush]

Gifted @god-i-hate-shakespear with art of her OC Seth Jameson the other day. God I love drawing him so much I hate this tiktoker

[catchanting]

BEHOLD!! My tma oc.

His name is Robin Weir

[vortmort]

my tma ocs! (plus their dog) they are in a platonically queer relationship with eachother. Despite both of them serving very different fears they make it work with the power of pure old people spite and the need for connection.

[sparrowwings-trash-backyard]

me when I have 50 eyes tomorrow