#<- new OC tag

[localceilingdevil]

nobody can take her whimsy. say hello to FIR / fissures!!! new iterator in like MONTHS. wild

i literally just made her but basically she was built shortly into the void revolution for the purpose of drilling void fluid. shes whimsical in nature and very very goofy. i love her so much already. <333

[ohshitsherry]

[donmuska's ultimate survival guide] masterpost

The entire story is being revised, rewritten and organized. I still wanted to keep an archive of the "biggest" pieces - anything else i've got is far too outdated.

This account will likely be focused on reposts and development sketches for a while as i sort things out so yeah bear with me🫡

Thank you for the ongoing support and patience

[turquoisetuber]

would you guys love me if i posted my loser failboy spaceship

hes stupit and i love him

he has two alt forms which are the 1969 Chevy Astro III and the Pegasus XL rocket :3

hes based mostly in bayverse and he is arcee's brother!!! :D he's a dork but a sweeetheart and i love him :3

[marmett]

as a bonus, im starting my OC spotlights with cherish. (and reposting old art of him lol)

colors: blue and silver

virtue: creativity

fatal flaw: pride

aspiration: to be recognized for his talents

[angryducktimemachine]

Love talking about my OCs but realized other people or people who just followed me don't know shit about them so here's an overview of the current most important ones:

Matthäus: three headed rat folk, a pathfinder rogue, specifically the kind of rogue who commits mischief by just showing enough confidence to get away with anything in broad daylight, mischievous but charming. Loves his friends maybe a little too much for some people.

Friederick Steinbacherl-Nomme: Gnome Storm Cleric (recently turned Warlock in our now on hiatus campaign), trans guy who decided to simply cut off his old life by going to sea, AroAce and divorced, a bit awkward socially and doesn't like to hang out with people

Jeremy Goodgrove: Halfling Paladin of Redemption, works as a detective, was part of a three-shot-campaign but was so much fun I'm promoting him to proper brain Blorbo, tries to be calm but fails

Machuriel: Diathim, star wars oc in theory but me and star wars had a divorce and I kept them, complicated relationship with twin brother, left home planet to see the galaxy, makes people uncomfortable because they tend to see their loved ones in their face when not focusing on them visually, calm and curious, light-hearted presence

There are so, so many more OCs you'll find scrolling through my blog but these are the ones I'm currently working on the most :3

[ringdingdeath]

My first bit of original character/sona art in years enjoy

This is my persona his name is Hyde he sucks and is lame

[hypernixation]

more finn n luci

[sh1ft1ng-starzzz]

Kieran 2, everyone

[ephemii]

Happy Holidays!! ✨🎆❄️

what a strong, handsome boy!!! show 'em what you've got, buddy!!

(woah!!! a grace post that isn't malleyuu??? unheard of. in another case, I do need to draw yuu with the first years more,,, I love them,,, I need to honor them as well)

ahggghhhhhhhh i'm still swamped with college stuff so once again, I couldn't make anything more rendered or elaborate sob sob,,,,, so please have this humble quick thing that I did with nothing but the jack brainrot fueling me ToT (seriously, how handsome can they keep making him???)

[artist-rat]

some epilogue vibes (an excuse to draw some hugs. and my durge so many times)

[lelelego]

(deadpan) lol

[tatangadragon]

this is so stupid

[dcxdpdabbles]

I found and read this cute story on AO3, about Frostbite being Danny's legal parental guardian. In the story Bruce Wayne runs into Frostbite (in his full yeti glory no disguise) who is setting up for school bake sale. Got me thinking about what if Danny's past rogues took turns filling in and doing parental stuff especially at school functions. Like Frostbite does the bake sale, Pandora shows up for his games, Ghostwriter goes to all of the PTA meetings, Clockwork goes to teacher meetings, so on and so forth.

The 43rd Annual Gotham Academy Bake Sale by Faeriekit

Ohhh, that sounds good! I'll get it a read when I have some time. Thank you for the rec!

Danny Fenton is one of the lucky few who have a very involved household. His various family members would always sign up for any school event the boy needed support in. It didn't mean that the boy won everything, but as a teacher for nine years, Emily has come to learn how much it mattered to just have someone show up.

She had seen students whose entire faces light up after spotting someone in the crowd in the same amount she saw a student's hope crumble after they scanned the room.

Danny was a polite young man, a bit on the shyer side, but kind and not a troublemaker, his previous school had her believe. If anything, he seemed to struggle with fitting in, but no students blatantly disliked him.

The general opinion of Danny matched, as her students would say, "I know him from class, but I don't really talk to him. He seems cool though".

Maybe that's why so many people were supposed by his family to march into the auditorium during Danny's talent show. Seeing him wave at the row before starting his gymnastic act had been such a surprise.

Now, Gotham wasn't a close-knit community, not with the size of their city and the millions of people living within it, but everyone would have noticed that Danny was adopted.

After all, he was the only one that wasn't glowing or a large humanoid animal. They cheered the loudest among the crowd; uncaring Danny got bronze- having lost to Joey's tapping dancing for second and Damian's spectacular multi-instrumental cover of a meme song for first place- and Danny beamed back at them.

Gotham was known for not being meta-friendly, but that was only due to a few mean people who shouted the loudest on media outlets. Many of Emily's students were meta, had family that were meta, or knew someone meta. It wasn't a common enough trait one would encounter a meta on every outing, but you would see them in Gotham well enough.

Everyone knew, but no one said it out loud. In the same way, she knew which students' parents were in the country illegally but worked harder than anyone else. Saying anything would help the cops, or worse, the rich running Gotham.

Even the most prejudiced Gothamite would rather be spat on then give them aid. And those who were so prejudiced to help the poor man's enemies, well, Emily has lived here long enough to know they vanished rather quickly. The smart ones kept their mouths shut.

No one could forget what happened to that guy who accidentally insulted Penguin. His grandmother had been an illegal immigrant on his mother's side.

No one messed with that side of the family.

"Hello, Mrs. Jackson." Danny's adoptive father, Dr. Frostbite said, ducking down to avoid banging his head on the door. On one of his shoulders was a box of hotdog wieners; on the other were multiple bags of bread. "I'm here for my snack bar shift."

Emily tilts her head back to look the Yeti in the eye. He had been shocked the first time they met, but she could admit that Dr. Frostbite was a relatively gentle and wise soul. "Welcome aboard. The girls are just about to take the field. You can put that down by the crock pot over there."

The mountain of white fur brushes by her with the grace of a king as Dr. Frostbite does as she says. There were no customers at the window, so she leaned on the counter and offered him a smile. "Did you enjoy the game?"

"Yes. I was saddened our team did not win, but Danny hit a home run." Dr. Frostbite's sharp smile could have been frightening if he wasn't oozing parental pride. "I caught it all on video."

Emily opens her mouth to respond when a hand lands loudly on the counter with a loud crack. Her heart leaps, and she looks into Danny's Ember. She isn't one of Emily's students, though she does appear to be a teenager in appearance.

You know. If it wasn't for her hair made of fire. Or her blue skin. Or her glow.

"I set a boy on fire," She announces with a cackle.

"That's so?" Dr. Frostbite gently rips open the box, taking out the hotdog packages. With one large claw, he rips a hole into it and lets the few weiners slide into the crockpot with a gentle splash. "What did he do?"

"Tried to slap me on the butt." She huffs, rolling her eyes, but her smirk doesn't lose an edge of smugness.

"Well done." Dr. Frostbite praises placing the lid back on. It always surprised Emily to see such careful actions from the large creature. "I assume you did so out of Pandora's line of sight?"

"Naturally. I don't want her lecturing me in front of the whole community." Ember scoffs, crossing her arms. Behind her, the top of Pandora's head can be seen swinging side to side over the dugout, keeping an eye on the ball.

She was the best volunteer referee because even the parents knew not to shout insulting things when she was present. Emily doesn't think she has had such peaceful games in a long while. Hopefully, Danny will try out again for baseball next year so the woman can return.

"Oh hey, you're Danny's English teacher, right? Mrs. Johnson?" Ember asks, leaning on the counter to give Emily a curious look.

When the blond nods, holding out her hand for a shake. "That's right. It's nice to see you again, Ember."

The girl's hair flairs a little as a grin grows on her face. Her hand is ice cold to the touch, but she's got a firm grip that her husband would appreciate. "Likewise. I got a message for you from Ghostwriter. He sent the notes for the last PTA meeting to you and the revision playwright for the musical you two were working on."

Emily's mood brightens up. "That's wonderful. Could you tell him I'll check it out when I get home and get to my laptop since my phone broke in the last Two-Face attack?"

Ember's hair flickers in the wind when she nods, but Danny bounces right up behind her just as she opens her mouth to speak. He's wearing his Gotham Acadamy Baseball uniform with pride despite them losing. "Hey, Frostbite, can I go with Tim and Duke to get Peoeria Pizza? We'll be back before the girl's game ends."

"Only if you take Ember with you," Dr.Frostbite says, nodding to his daughter, who looks alarmed to be included. "She needs more friends."

"Hey!"

"Sure. Come on, Ember, you'll get along with Duke. He likes old-school rock."

"It's not old-school!"

Emily laughs, watching the two siblings bicker as they stride away, blending into the crowd with no one batting an eye at the glowing girl anymore. How blessed that boy was.

"I'm glad Danny has gotten comfortable here. I always worried he never was going to have a normal childhood." Dr. Frostbite confesses to swirling the hotdogs around in the water to ensure each one is cooked.

"I think you and the rest are doing a wonderful job. You're a great father." She assures him, thinking wistfully of her William. He's been on deployment for a few months now and will likely miss the holidays again, but his contract is almost up. They may try for a child when he gets in the reserves. "How are things at the clinic?"

"Oh, wonderful. I'm grateful that Mr. Wayne has allowed the expansion of Thomas Wayne Memorial Clinic. Dr. Thompkins will be covering the east side of Gotham while I help those on the west. It's much more fulfilling than working in some hospital that demands funds for the silliest things. Back home, that would have been illegal. The people would have burned me at the stake if I had allowed anyone to pass away due to greed."

"My kind of people." She laughs. A sharp crack sounds from the field as the bat makes contact with the ball, and the crowd goes wild. It's a wonderful day.

[tikurt]

Drawtober 2nd prompt: Shapeshifter

I’m so late but it’s okay 🧍🏻‍♂️🫶

[hiperacid2]

sometimes i remember i wrote this on a horny haze and my negativity towards my own writing diminishes 10%

little cw for blood, graphic depictions of violence but its dottore and my fatui oc what were we expecting

[chaoticcomposition]

like a house on fire 🔥