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ALRIGHT CHAT IM NEXT TO ASK - !

So, Asya! Do ya believe in true love?

⊹₊ ⋆ 🤍 “..True love?”

The faintest of pinks dusted Asya’s cheeks, gracing her face in a hushed, rosy ardence. A timid, gentle embarrassment overcame her pallor complexion— flushed upon the question she’s subject.

“I…I do.” She steels herself, along with the wuthering falter of her voice. “Yes, indeed. I do.”

“I–in the church, I am taught that love is a divine gift, a glimpse of the eternal,” There was a warmth in her tone, a quiet conviction that belied her timid demeanor. Her eyes flickered with a mix of shyness and sincerity a small, almost indiscernible smile parting her lips agape in spite her initial apprehension. “I hope to find it too, someday.”

˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🤍 ˚. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁

p.s/mod’s note: JUST TO CLARIFY THIS DOESN’T SUGGEST ANYTHING ROMANTIC BETWEEN THE TWO 😿 asya’s just kinda aloof !!

WOAH WE GOT A NEW ONE FELLERS

welcome to the chaos!! :D

A question for you, what’s ur favourite food? :D

⊹₊ ⋆ 🤍 “Anything sweet is delightful! But I am particularly fond of pastries.” Asya clasped her hands together, her fingers interlacing delicately as if in instinctive, joyful gesticulation.

“My mom used to make these wonderful cake rolls! They were simply my favorite,” She expresses with ardent awe, a sudden burst in affection in her fluctuating intonation, “How I miss them!”

“How I miss her, too…”

˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🤍 ˚. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁

reference used under the cut!

AAA HELLO THERE !! I AM HAPPY TO BE A PART OF THE CHAOS !! 💕

wip of asya !! i wonder what her sign saysss…? guess we’ll have to wait !!

*Zaria was sat in a pew at the church randomly one day. It wasn’t a service day or anything, but the church was open every day to those who needed it, and it seemed like she was one who needed it. What do you do?*

(for timeline purposes, this is after Jay died but before she found out that Jay is a ghost)

⊹₊ ⋆ 🤍 The candlelight flickered against the dim interior of the church, casting a throng of shadows that stretched across the nave in darkness. Anastasia moved with practiced grace, her hands tenderly polishing the statues that adorned the holy altar. Each stroke of the cloth was reverent, her touch almost as gentle as a prayer.

Marble saints gleamed under her care, their serene expressions almost grateful as she caressed them. She moved from one to another in swift trajectory, each motion a testament to her quiet devotion. The scent of incense hung in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of wax and polish.

As she reached the final statue, Anastasia paused, her gaze lingering on the delicate features carved in stone. A profound sense of tranquility washed over her, as if the divinity present within the church had stilled her very soul.

In that tranquil moment, a flicker of movement in her periphery caught her attention. She turned, her breath catching softly as she noticed a figure seated upon one of the pews. The person, unidentifiable and unknown to Asya, sat alone— their form partially obscured by the shadows. The stillness of the church amplified the quiet rustle of their clothing as they shifted slightly.

reference used under the cut!

[[ALRIGHT CHAT!!! RP STARTER TIME,,, first meeting with jasper lesgooo]]

[Jasper has just came back from a flea market of sorts, with a large bag in his arms filled with all sorts of knick-knacks and watchamacallits. His mind was set into going back to his shelter.... until he saw an old-fashioned church on his way home.]

[The boy never acknowledged its existence before, so seeing it has caught him a bit off guard. He was internally cursing at himself for not taking notice of the church before, HONESTLY ITS A SKILL ISSUE ON HIS PART.]

[He walked over to the old building, and then... he spotted a girl. He spotted Anastasia.]

[What do you do?]

- wishing you a good day, @ask-jasper-cameron

Anastasia knelt in the garden outside the church, her fingers delicately tending to the flowers afore the quaint establishment, some of which remarkably bald— having been newly clipped and harvested for Jay’s bouquet the day prior. She carefully arranged the remaining blooms, coaxing their petals into place with a tender caress.

“You’ll grow back in no time,” She smiles, positively beaming— the pleasant radiance of the gesture almost paralleling the vivid blossoms. “But, it’s more important to offer our God-given gifts to those in need. Let’s just hope Jay will be appreciative of them above.”

Her hum, a gentle melody, floated through the air as she lost herself in the tranquility of her task, oblivious to the world around her. The thriving fauna seemed to lean towards her, as if they, too, were enchanted by her presence.

Unbeknownst to her, a pair of eyes watched from the distance. Strange, Jasper’s never seen them before.

STARES AT YOU!

⊹₊ ⋆ 🤍

Anon’s intense gaze elicits an embarrassed flush! Someone’s shyyy.

˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🤍 ˚. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁

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Once Allay and her family slept profoundly, Sora stood up from his resting place to grab a pencil and paper.

Once he was done writing, he left it on top of the stove, grabbed his newly washed cloak, and disappeared into the night.

He was walking around for a while, thinking about the events that’ll take place as soon as he would be found…he dreaded it….it made him nauseous to even think about them.

It was until he stumbled upon a church, he returned from his thoughts into the real world again.

“A…a church???? I don’t remember ramshackle having a church…”

He decided one little peek wouldn’t hurt.

He stepped inside, careful not to make any sounds.

He was AMAZED at the church’s interior…it felt…peaceful and a bit…creepy.

But he also felt guilt and disgust…for he remembered his aunt telling him about the time they went to a church, the pastor humiliated his mother when she was pregnant with him. Her aunt defended her tho and they never stepped foot inside a church ever again.

He sat down in the front row as he was lost in thought. He started to cry, unaware that someone was watching him.

The church was overcome with utter stillness upon the stroke of midnight hour, bathed in the silver glow of the moonlight streaming through the stained glass windows. The air was heavy with the scent of incense and candle wax, lingering from the evening service. Anastasia, clad in her chemise nightgown, stood before the altar, lost in contemplation. The flickering candles cast dancing shadows on her serene face, reflecting the myriad thoughts running through her mind in unholy hours of the night.

Her aching solitude was interrupted by the sound of quiet sobs, echoing through the hollowed halls of the empty church. Turning her gaze towards the source, she saw a boy, around her Asya's age, knelt upon the pews. His shoulders shook with the weight of his sorrow, each tear glistening in the dim light like fallen stars. Intrigued and moved by his evident pain, Anastasia hesitated for a moment, then slowly approached him, her bare feet making no sound on the cold stone floor.

As she neared him, she could see the depth of his anguish, the rawness of his emotion laid bare in the silent sanctuary. The boy seemed to be a fragment of something larger, a piece of a story yet untold, his presence here in the dead of night a mystery. He wore simple, worn clothes, his hair disheveled, as if he had wandered in from tumult fought.

Anastasia felt for him profoundly, their sorrow mirroring her own— this stranger who had somehow found his way to this sacred place, seeking solace or perhaps merely a refuge from the world outside. She knew the feeling well, the desire to escape, to find a moment of peace amidst the chaos of life. She had often stood in this very spot, letting the sacred divinity of the holy establishment wash over her, hoping it would absolve her mortal sorrow.

Although, it scarcely ever worked that way.

"A-are you alright?"

repost, uhhh yeah !! felt particularly weak today but i wanted to push myself to make something, and uty doodle it is :DDD i love love love Starlo smmm he’s saurrr cute and endearing to me !! gonna pick him up and make him a phone keychain fr !!

heavily referenced with the picture below the cut !! credits to @\Yes_My_Lord on soc meds !!

discontinued comic ??? or an attempt at a comic ??? about being ace/aro and not being particularly fond of Valentine’s Day for a reason that diverts from whatever else ppl expect ?? ermmm … ?? IDK

a contribution to @small-world-au’s Monster AU !! a melancholic, weary, lost, ghost-girl Asya !! probably glooms about in the afterlife lamenting over her mortal sorrows and reciting totally pretentious, Shakespearean quotations !! to be or not to be… that is the question… WOMP WOMP !!

— also revamped an old drawing from Schnozz’ and I’s RP from a while ago, lyrics are from “Words Fail,” from Dear Evan Hansen the musical :)) not particularly fond of musicals, but i’ve heard this song before and there was just- an immediate sense of recognition of Asya’s character upon listening to the lyrics 😭😭

almost forgot !! as always, reference used is below the cut !!

angel devilll 🍓🎀

messy, kinda weird, somewhat angsty asya doodle ?? honestly dek what’s going on here LOL maybe asya unwittingly ingests like, the slightest bit of candy and has an immediate mental breakdown upon consumption IDK MAN 😭😭 BUT this was kinda VERY actually fun to make :)) pretty nice to try something knew and divert from my usual composition style !!

as always, reference used under the cut !!

guys that’s crazy

asya and tre, “divine ordainment”; and i’d give up forever to touch you, ‘cause i know that you feel me somehow. you’re the closest to heaven that i’ll ever be, and i don’t want to go home right now — Iris, by the Goo Goo Dolls

super cringe fail cw kiss under the cut. not canon, was just having fun 😵‍💫

What is love? 사랑이 어떤 느낌인지 —What is Love? by Twice ⊹ ࣪ ˖₊˚⊹⋆

asya move !! it’s my turn !! LMAO this is probably my first ever self ship ?? ever ?? honestly dek this is saur unserious 😭 chat how would a self ship w a character from ramshackle even workkk like aren’t these kids from the 18th century or something 😭😭 could a vaguely victorian, French, cop-detective-adjacent-wannabe, aristocrat ever truly fall inlove with a wolf-cut-having, dog-filter-using, 21st century girl 😔😔😔💔💔

as always, reference employed under the cut !! was heavily dependent on this one thx @/hdsis999 ilysm 💕

almost forgot !! drew this too ?? way less serious than what’s above LMAO idk why or WHAT even prompted me to draw my dad and i as legos 😭😭 but, what’s done is done, so (ᴗ_ ᴗ。)╭ IDK MAN

please forgive my wacky kanji ദ്ദി ꒦ິ꒳꒦ິ )✧ been learning japanese at school and wanted to incorporate a bit of that in my drawings 😼 still working on proper lettering and inscription tho !! excited to get better :DD can finally draw a pen after being sick for so long, too !! excuse me if the lines are a little awkward, my hands tremble from the medicine i take sometimes 😭😭 BUT !! pushed myself through it and got to draw something !! gonna respond to rps and accomplish requests soon after clearing out all my missing work .·°՞(≧□≦)՞°·.

anyway, this is just 🤯 a self-indulgent piece of my ramshackle s/i 😭😭 the text translates to, “The Girl Who Leapt Through Time” if you weee curious :DD really going for that distinct, shojo, romance feel 💕

can finally draw and TRIED MY ABSOLUTE BEST 😭 to doodle the dearest, darling, most precious girl, @rebootgrimm’s Zaria !! from the past, in her modeling days 😵💘 I DON’T THINK it even REMOTELY looks like her though IDK MAN i tried to make her at least a littleee more recognizable from the colors WHICH USUALLY DON’T DO 😭😭

but anyway !! I AM FREE FROM THE SHACKLES OF SCHOOLWORK …for some time !! will respond to RPs and accomplish those requests in a hot minute !! PROMISE !! hope u like it, reboot :)) regardless of how drastically diverts from her reference drawing LMAO SORRY 😣😹

your bones are only painted gold, that’s why it rots beneath your soul. you’re not as brave as you may seem.

finally got my hands on my tab after WEEKS of a DIRE art drought 😭💕 tried to draw asya in a semiii-realistic style? attempted to translate how i imagine her to look like in my head too :)) roundish-almond eyes, a wider nose yet retaining some sharpness, smaller lips all in proportion to a teeny tiny face !! essentially, she just looks more asian now HAHAHAHA this was also referenced using a photo of Haerin from NewJeans ♡

also, this song is so her ☹️😔

TW Father Matthias and Asya. Nothing at all explicit, but do heed the warning regardless. Stay safe always, everyone.

“How cruel. Your veins are made of ice-water and mine are boiling.” — Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë.

AUGRGRGRH SCHOOL IS KEEPING ME FROM DRAWING ALL I WANT IT’S SO FRUSTRATING 💔 best i can do is rotate asya and the small world crew ocs in my head like multiple rotisserie chickens in a microwave until i can get my hands on my tab 💔💔 ok but legitimately sometimes my mind keeps straying back to everybody’s ocs in the middle of lectures like…..sora…..zaria….jasper…. KSSHISD

BUT ANYWAY little something of Father Matthias and Asya <:OOO idk WHAT prompted this drawing between them in particular, i kinda just felt inspired to draw them after the recent escalation of Zaria and i’s RP WOO YEAH

references utilized under the cut, as always 💕

‘cause i don’t wanna be in love w anotherrr, even in another lifeee 💘

HI HELLO HIIII I AM SAURAY FOR MY INACTIVITY i’ve just been so busy with school and extracurrics and got awfully sick 🥲 it’s been driving me CRAZY but !! i finally got my hands on my tab again mauahhahahaha and wanted to draw asya and tré to be expected :PPP the anatomy and my attempt at shading might be a little awkward, but i am really just glad to have made something despite being so busyy aaa ♡ ♡ ⸝⸝

inspiration utilized under the cut, as always 💕