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✨🔥 Rueben 🔥✨
(My oc)
FLAMINGOES FOR BREAKFAST
Cooking for dummies (Pt 1)
TW: Fluff, slight angst (Mentions of loss of a loved one)
Hosting a get-to-together for all the ladies on the block was not how Lauren planned her weekend. But being accepted by her neighbours was a must. To add on her already ginormous load, Avery, her teenage neighbour showed up, begging for help.
Help for what?
Cooking of course!
Ms. Chandler was feeling quite stressed this particular evening. The mix of aromas coming from various dishes in the kitchen was starting to become more and more nauseous.
Her normally cozy kitchen was now feeling uncomfortable to be in as all the dishes cooked simultaneously. The pile of silverware in the sink did not make her feel any better. The thought of having to clean that up just added to tension building in her forehead.
Unfortunately for her, she was chosen to host the monthly gathering for all the fellow neighbourhood ladies. She always thought the idea of having one person to prepare a feast for about 10 people (and that was only counting the invited ladies) was highly inefficient but who was she to speak out on the neighbourhood’s traditions?
She only moved in a year ago, and wasn't as close with the other ladies on the block. This was her chance. To finally be a part of the inner circle which she so desperately craved.
Before she could even worry about the other recipes she had to cover, the doorbell interrupted her thoughts.
Ringggggg!
She groaned audibly. ‘I swear if it’s Kimberly.’ She hated the lady on 143. Her passive aggressive tactics always got to her one way or another. Always showing up early to events to shame her, constantly trying to one-up everyone on the block, god how she hated that lady.
She rolled her eyes, ready to hear the sickly sweet voice of her favorite neighbour.
“Hey Kimb- Oh, it’s you, Avery dear.”
The scowl on her face immediately softened at the sight of the sixteen year old boy standing nervously on her doorstep.
“Hello Ms. Chandler.”
“You can call me Lauren dear.”
She hated to see the poor kid so miserable and nervous all the time now. Her heart ached at the sight of his now prominent eye bags and his constantly wet tear ducts.
Of course, the reason was obvious, the poor boy had just lost his mother, leaving Avery in charge of his two younger siblings.
She had held back a sob at the news, she wasn’t particularly close to Michelle but she was a joy to be around and she always had this mischievous glow to her that was a breath of fresh air compared to the kill joys this neighborhood was inhabited by.
Michelle had always made her feel welcome, even if it was in subtle, minute ways. When she had first arrived she never bombarded her with loads of freshly baked goods and leftovers like the others, their pity for the new single woman on the block barely contained. Their assumptions that she wasn’t able to take care of herself made her clench her knuckles till they turned white.
Michelle was never like that however. Whenever she took notice of the smell coming out the window of Lauren’s house at dinner time, she would always ask her next day for the recipe before she dropped her kids off to school. It always made her feel warm inside, the appreciation.
The other women soon lost interest in the new-comer and started to converse with her less and less. Michelle soon started to invite her over, often having baking sessions together, getting to know her children better.
Maybe she was close to Michelle.
—-
“Uhm, I’m sorry to bother you but, i'm kind of in need of a..”
He trailed off, sighing loudly, muttering sorrys under his breath. He tapped his foot against the cement anxiously, his usual charm which he inherited from his mother gone.
She nodded, beckoning him to continue.
“How do I say this… a cookbook?”
His voice cracked at that last bit, his eyes immediately shutting closed, scrunched in cringe. She couldn't help but smile. All of this over a cookbook?
“A cookbook?”
“Uh, yeah. I’ve kind of realized I can’t just keep feeding Fred and Kat fast-food for every meal and I don’t know how to cook, but you’re really good, so I thought I'd ask you.”
He fumbled at the jumbo multi-colored bracelets on his wrists. She distinctly remembers being there, when his sister Frederick made them in the living room, scattering the beads all over the floor, while her brother Catherine groaned before bending down to pick them up from the carpet. Avery had laughed at the time, slumping on the couch, not even moving a muscle to help his younger brother.
He never really showed it much, at least to his siblings, but he took his job as elder brother very seriously and him showing up on her doorstep was proof.
She really, really wanted to help.
“Okay…”
She nodded slowly, going through her mental library of cookbooks that would be easy enough for Avery to follow and healthy enough for Frederick and Catherine to eat repeatedly.
“Wait, give me a minute Avery!”
She went back in, scouring through the shelf in the living room to find the book she was looking for. She flicked through each volume that were haphazardly stacked, separated by random snow globes she had collected throughout the years.
‘Moro: The cookbook? No.’
‘Single Malt Whiskey: An Italian Passion- Hell no'.
‘Bread of Three Rivers: The Story of a French Loaf- No, just, just no.’
‘The Minimalist Cooks Dinner: More Than 100 Recipes for Fast Weeknight Meals and Casual Entertaining- Maybe? Yeah no- nevermind.’
Ah. There it was. ‘The taste of home’.
She held the magazine, dusting the cover off. She was skeptical of the magazine, she only tossed it into her cart because it was on sale. It wasn’t her usual style, but it would be simple enough for a teenager to understand.
The name made Lauren flinch a little, feeling as if it would add salt to Avery’s already open wound.
She pushed the thought down, walking back to the door. She pushed the door open slightly. Avery was still there, waiting politely.
“Here Avery, I think this suits you guys well. Tell me if you have any issues.”
She handed him the book. He studied the cover for a while, cocking his head to the side like a tiny puppy who’s seen something for the first time. It was pathetically adorable.
“Thank you so, so much Lauren. I really needed this, I don’t know how to repa-”
“AVERYYYYY!”
He was cut off by a yell coming from the direction of his house. He groaned, rolling his eyes, muttering under his breath how he was going to kill Catherine.
“Give me a minute!”
He yelled back in the same direction, yelling even louder than the person who was presumably Catherine.
“Sorry, I’ve gotta go, thank you!”
He scurried off, yelling while running through the lawn.
After waving goodbye, she sighed loudly, slamming the door shut. She slumped onto the floor, staring at the mess of dishes spread throughout her kitchen. Lauren groaned.
Now to get back to her own mess.
General Team Misfit lore:
-First King of Fighters Tournament they entered was in one in 2001, at the end of the NESTS saga. Then they would enter KoF 2003, Kof 11, Kof 13, and KoF 15 tournaments and three other members would join (more on them in the future.)
-Their leader is Veronica Lavon, as she was the one thought they should enter in the 2001 KoF tournament.
-They all hang out/live in an abandoned apartment complex close to Southtown as it's near where Cider DeLuna lives (who is the only one with a huge amount of money, the rest of them are broke 😂)
Veronica Lavon Lore bit:
-One of NESTS human experiments, that was given lava powers but managed to escape from a base in Russia. Though she did sustain bullet wounds from her escape but was healed by her soon-to-be mentor, Madame Ilyukhina.
-Madame Ilyukhina is the one who taught Veronica ballet to help her gain dexterity and nimbleness. Along with kickboxing so Veronica could know self-defense.
-Veronica was scared that Madame Ilyukhina would throw her to the streets if she discovered about her powers. Thinking that winning the 2001 KoF tournament would make Ilyukhina accept her better, she decided to run away and find two people to make a them. However Madame Ilyukhina would come during the opening ceremony to claim Team Misfit's striker position.
Asura Lore Bit:
-Her name isn't actually Asura, it's an alias she gave herself.
-When Asura was a child she would have dreams of an otherworldly entity with six arms causing her parents to believe she was possessed by a demon. Abandoning her at a young age at an area filled with yakuza, after she awakened her powers.
-Mainly being raised by yakuza, she began to wear a demon mask due to her "being possessed by a demon". However when she managed to see a match Team Psycho Soldiers were in, she concluded that her powers were psychic like theirs *Cough* They're not. *Cough* so when the 2001 tournament was coming up she decided to enter with Veronica to get meet Team Psycho Soldiers and see if they can answer her questions.
Cinder DeLuna Lore bit:
-Originally born in Mexico, he was kidnapped at 3 by a cartel with connections to Geese Howard and was taken to Southtown.
-While he was kidnapped by the cartel, they forced him to be an assassin for them teaching him use two pistols. However this only backfired on them as Cinder used his assassin skills to kill the whole cartel and escape (along with stealing all their money). Eventually joining Veronica and Asura in the 2001 KoF tournament.
-When Team Misfit was registering, they nearly got banned because Cinder brought his two pistols with the event organizers saying that guns aren't allowed only for Cinder to refute "Oh, so people that can summon fire and other pinche powers are allowed, but no firearms? Sabes lo ridículo que es?" His words are as quick as his shoot, also he uses rubber bullets in KoF tournaments.
Their facial expressions put side by side… I can’t 🤣
The ensemble (well half of them) for one of my own stories, I wouldn't share the title yet until I complete writing the outline and entire lore of it, but it does have to do with magic and superpowers.
They all go to this small academy where there's one hero class and one witch class (not all of them are girls, some are boys), I've finished drawing the faces for the hero class.
It took me a while but I finally drew the main characters from one of my original stories (which there is a lot, heh heh). I still need to color them tho.
Two Ninjago ocs I made for fun, and I am planning a story for them on ao3 soon so stay tuned!
More characters from my story, The Cracked Symphony of Divintous
Oops, I wrote lore on this one... not important lore tho. 😉
I made a spelling error on the first one, whoops 😅
Aight I’m going to dump a bunch of character designs cause I’m too lazy to post them one by one
I do need to redesign her tho ⬆️
The start of adventure!
Portrait art of Runno, my OC!!!
Some Runno sketches, ma baby
Bonus! With bestie
It's Oscar!! The Runno's boyfriend
He's such a gentleman.
Oscar also gets along very well with Runno's friends.
He's cutie!
These are my and my best friend's hasbin hotel OCes!!! But alive hehe
My character's name is Runno and they're a lamb! And Runno has a wonderful boyfriend👀
And my friends' characters are called Einar and Michel.
If you're interested, I can show you more, I have a lot of sketches with them.
They are platonic siblings!
Decided to update Sol a bit, since it’s been a minute since I drew him, or anything really 🧍♀️ and I drew his genderbend! I really love how she looks
haven't posted in a while TwT
have some ghost eyes content + oc dress up times
btw the ghost eyes one is based on this joke panel:
...it's still kinda funny.
(click for better quality. although tumblr murdered the quality anyway. why must this happen to me.)
dating sim ass monologue 💀
for all my friends out there :)
tried some new horror tactics heehee
i love giving my oc's trauma :)
the dead person is celeste's sister eurydice btw
and the other person is of course, young celeste
girlies i forgot to post for pride :(
(not coloured which probably doesn't make sense) :(
this super detailed thing i forgot to post :( ahhh!!!
the concept is supposed to be photos decorating my character, hanashobu's wall depicting her and her friends
i also added miku and pokemon cause why not
there is hidden lore here or whatever but nobody's gonna care except me :/
