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#OC: Hazel
jbwashere · 1 day
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This totally happened, trust me.
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vicciouxs · 4 months
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la favorita de dios 💗
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ninja-troll-lover · 5 months
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Hazel: Hey, Branch? Can I get some dating advice? Branch: Just because I'm with Poppy doesn't mean I know how I did it.
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n0ttmuch · 4 months
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Killing goblins is worth it XD
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Say hi to Hazel, your non-local idiot rogue- 
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crowbugz · 1 year
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I am manufacturing a NEET boymoder character beyond your wildest imagination
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nightshadowfox · 6 days
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It's Hazel!!
Still one of my favourite things I drew last year, I think.
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shion-yu · 3 months
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Saint Valentine's Day
Snzblr Valentine for @onetrickponi featuring their OCs Tíbor and Hazel! I really hope you enjoy this and it’s in character - I’m so sorry if it’s off (I know Tíb is super grumpy here and does Tíbor drink/sleep?? Idk but he does today) or too similar to your Christmas wav, it was supposed to be a drawing but it just wasn’t working out. If I ever get happy with the drawing I’ll letcha know tho ;) Thank you so much for organizing this @sneezydarliing!
Hazel thinks Valentine's Day should be a safe holiday. All the "Saint" in the Saint Valentine part has been long since replaced with the glamours of capitalism, so she doesn't expect it'll be as rough on Tíbor as Christmas was. She's hopeful, really hopeful as she does her hair into a twisted braid and ties it at the end. It's when she emerges from the bedroom that she hears it.
“Hiit-chooo! He’unggh-CHOO!... Ehhnngch... Hnngh-SHIEW!”
Yikes. Definitely Tíbor, and definitely the same brand of breathless sneezing that he displayed around the Christmas holidays. Hazel opens the study door to find him huddled in the dark with a soaked handkerchief to his nose. The curtains are closed, but the daylight is enough that she can still see him well. He's hunched at the top of the couch with a blanket around his shoulders and he looks goddamn awful. 
“Hhi-TSHEW! Snnk. Guh. Don't you know how to knock?" Tíbor squints at her, a dirty expression on his face. 
"It's my place, freeloader," she says, crossing her arms and smirking. "Valentine's Day isn't even religious anymore. I thought Jesus would spare you this time."
"The origins of the day are still religious," Tíbor snaps back, shooting her a glare. "Don't you have somewhere to be that's not watching me sn... Snee... SnUHT’DSHhhuih!"
"Ouch,” Hazel comments.
Tíbor groans and rubs his nose which already looks raw and red. The onslaught of sneezes makes him cough roughly; Hazel can tell he's already sneezed himself half hoarse. 
"Tíb, maybe getting out of this room will help," Hazel suggests. "It's so... Cave like in here. Some fresh air might do you good."
Tíbor snorts rudely, and wetly. "Unless we're going to a Bible burning, I'll pass. I'm not exactly in the mood for other people." His nose scrunches up, his eyes squinting, and Hazel knows he's about to start again. He keeps taking shaky, sharp gasps like he's about to, but then nothing happens.
"It's better to let it out," she points out.
"Like it's my choice," Tíbor snaps. "Fuck you - HeHh’UuSHHHuh! Atchhhh...Heitt’CHIUU!"
"There you go,” Hazel says approving at the tremendous sneeze that Tíbor finally manages to release. “Doesn't that feel better?"
"Fuck you," Tíbor repeats solemnly. His eyes look swollen and Hazel feels just a touch of sympathy for him.
"You need to come up with some new comebacks," Hazel says. "Fuck you is getting really lame." She bounds off to the bathroom, where she can still hear Tíbor sneezing tremendously in the other room, poor guy. She finds a box of tissues under the sink and brings it to Tíbor, who's blowing his nose into his soaked handkerchief. "Toss that," she says distastefully. "It's not doing you any good at this point." She hands him the box of tissues, which Tíbor quickly utilizes.
“Nngxxxth! Nngu’zzetCh! Hizzz’shhiu! Ett’NGXTIU!”
"Holy shit," Hazel says. "Ah, sorry. Just shit. Plain, non-holy shit." She giggles a little despite Tíbor's look of disgust. 
"I'm glad this is funny to you," he snaps. "No really. I'm so, so... Glad... Ht'kshht!"
"Alright, that's enough," she sighs, sitting on the edge of the couch and handing him a tissue. "I'm sure you're miserable, so just relax. Do you need anything? Besides this day to be over."
Tíbor blows his nose and then coughs a few times into the tissue. He doesn't have quite the same presence to him when he's like this, Hazel thinks to herself. "Dunno,” he groans.
"Tea?" 
"...If you think it'd help."
"Tea always helps," Hazel said confidently, although she wasn't so sure how demon biology worked. Then again, tea was about comfort more than anything for humans anyways, so it should work the same. She stood to go make him some in the kitchen. "Wait here."
"Not going anywhere," Tíbor replies sarcastically. Indeed, she knows he doesn't move because she can hear him sneezing from the bedroom the entire time she brews them each a cup of black tea. When she returns Tíbor looks exhausted. "This is your fault," he accused her. "I wouldn't have to be here still if you just made up your mind."
"Fine. I wish you'd stop sneezing before your brains drip out of your nostrils, assuming you actually have a brain. That good enough?" 
"No." 
"Didn't think so. Drink up."
Tíbor manages about half the cup before he shoves it hastily in Hazel's direction. "Hazel, I'm gonna-" She barely grabs the cup away from him before he starts sneezing again.
“Hhh-hekgxt! KeTCHhhsu! ETCHhhhiu! Ha-ETCSCHEW!!"
"Gesundheit," Hazel says. 
"Thought you said tea would help," Tíbor whined, sniffling into yet another tissue. He's going through them like hot cakes.
"So finish yours," Hazel says, handing the cup back to him. "It's tea though, it's not a sedative." 
"That would be fucking amazing," Tíbor mutters. He finished the cup anyways. His eyes are drooping tiredly. 
Hazel takes the empty mug away from him and places it on the bedside table. "Have you rested at all?"
"Not really," Tíbor says. "Haven't been able to stop - nn'gshhu!! - sneezing."
"Thanks for the demonstration," Hazel smirks. "Why don't you get some sleep?" 
Tíbor yawns. "You sure that tea wasn't a sedative?" He asks, lying down on the couch. "Made me kinda sleepy." 
"It's just comforting like that," Hazel informs him. 
She stands up, ready to start her own day that doesn't involve babysitting a sneezing demon. She walks to the door, two empty mugs in hand, and is nearly gone when she hears a very small, "Thanks," from under the covers.
Hazel bites her lip and smiles. "No problem. Sleep well, Tíb."
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x22bby · 5 months
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Meet : Hazel
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m1lkt00th · 3 months
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harvestfell sans aka hazel (he/him, pup/purr)
he was originally my ‘take’ on the super shy and often bullied fell sans characterization shown in early (?) fandom works. he eventually grew to be more than that but shrug. i like him
his au is similar to underfella’s version of underfell but with my own interpretations of their culture spliced in. and the ‘au colour’ has shifted from underfell’s black to harvestfell’s brown
[ID: Drawing of a skeleton with light-orange markings on his face and orange eyeliner around his sockets. His right eye socket lacks an eyelight while his left eye socket has a yellow and orange eyelight. He’s wearing a brown jacket with light brown sleeves and short, thick fur lining the hood. He’s wearing a gold chain, yellow sweater, black shorts with yellow stripes and orange and yellow mismatched socks. He also wears brown slippers. The left of the image displays his colour palette while the right side of image shows his hand wearing black fingerless gloves with an upside down heart in the palm. /End ID.]
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y2khaos · 17 days
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made a proper ref sheet for the silly......
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jbwashere · 8 days
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I think they're neat :>
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vicciouxs · 9 months
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I just wanna be one of your girls...
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ninja-troll-lover · 5 months
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*at 3am* Hazel: *runs into Branch’s room and turns on the light* Wake up sleepyhead! Branch: *wakes up* Dude! Hazel: *cackles* Poppy: *sits up from where they were sleeping behind Branch* What the fuck, Hazel? Hazel: *jaw drops* Wait WHAT-
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n0ttmuch · 4 months
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He is always bit silly.
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critfailcleric · 5 months
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"I'll kiss it better later"
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