#(other ocs) hornet

[greencharisard]

Fanart for @lilybug-02!

I don't often post here but I just had to, Dewie is so adorable and I love the concept of a human interacting with the Hollow Knight world and I'm surprised it hasn't been explored more.

Hornet is eepy after babysitting everyone, Ghost is combat stimming, Quirrel is questioning his life and Zote is Zote.

Hollow knight AU by LilyBug art by me, do not copy, trace, repost, reuse ecc without my permission please.

[adsurgitvagus]

To awake in the night, crying "Set me free"

[k5shasstuff]

my last doodles ((and work in progress)

[steampoweredwerehog]

“Life’s been kicking my butt lately so I’m gonna try to take it eas—“ *makes another Guy*

This is Renn, a depressed forest ranger who realizes he’s managing an alter ego that apparently does magic & likes property damage.

Oh he’s on Artfight btw

[rkn001]

attacks i've done for art fight this july!

in order of piece:

xylocopa man (with a bit of xylohornet that i partly cropped out on AF) for @tinyreploid

genesis for @nyaterpillar

station man for Stu-Pidface on AF

insect woman (feat. my pilot man) for Sheeppun on AF

[spark-circuit]

working getting my captain ocs back in LobCorp so i can get proper transparent pngs of them for shitposts (Nine should be in Extraction) but!!!!! the squad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

bonus image:

*cheery Rema voice* "Just the two of us!~" *deadpan but still sincere Piper voice* "We can make it if we try.~"

[ghostclangen]

Marshlily’s head swims as she stares at the scene in front of her. She’s aware, dimly, of what’s going on—the blood spilling from Hornetstar’s torn throat, Fireflash’s chest heaving with grief—but her brain refuses to process it, as if there’s a layer of fog between her eyes and her head. Her body knows, though. Her stomach clenches with disgust and worry, and her breath is shaky.

“I’m sorry,” Fireflash whimpers, though whether it’s to her or to Hornetstar alone, she’s not sure. “I’m so sorry.”

Marshlily drifts in and out of awareness, her brain having to re-notice the situation every few moments, as if it’s spitting the knowledge back out over and over. Hornetstar is spasming on the ground now. There’s no light in her eyes. Marshlily had blacked out when she herself took one of Hornetstar's lives, and only now does she come to realize how merciful that was. 

She’s unsure how long it takes, but at some point, Hornetstar opens her eyes again, as if life has been physically breathed into her lungs. They look different, though. There’s no warmth behind them; instead, it’s a heat, something akin to fire, if fire could feel frantic. Marshlily’s ears ring with the words of the voice from the dream she had moons and moons ago: Hornetstar’s not here. As much as she tried to deny it, she always knew the meaning of it, and here it is, right in front of her. There’s nothing left in Hornetstar’s eyes but an animalistic rage.

Still, when Fireflash unsheaths his claws again, she calls out, almost involuntarily: “Fireflash, stop! She only has one life left.” 

Fireflash doesn’t look at her, still braced in anticipation of Hornetstar’s claws on his flanks. “We need to do this,” he says tersely. “Look at her.”

“But she’s not always like this!” Marshlily protests. “And- and what if she does get through it? We can’t just give up on her!”

“I don’t want to do it either,” Fireflash says, backing away from Hornetstar as she rises unsteadily to her feet, “but I have to, okay?” His voice cracks on the last word.

“Look, I’ll- I’ll figure something out. I’ll go to the Moongem. I’ll consult with StarClan.” 

“She’s dangerous now,” Fireflash points out, then growls lowly at Hornetstar as she approaches on unsteady feet. 

“I’ll get poppy seeds,” Marshlily says. “Our whole stash. Just get her to eat them.” 

“Marshlily, I love you, but you’re crazy.”

“Don’t you want to help her!?”

“Of course I do!” Fireflash shouts, turning sharply to face her. There isn’t anger in his eyes, though, not really; mostly, it’s a mix of fear and crushing grief. “But she’s right. I have to do this.”

Marshlily gives him a stern look, falling silent for a few moments. Then, she says, “Can you please just trust me? I won’t be long.”

The corner of Fireflash’s mouth twitches, and he turns back to Hornetstar, who thankfully is still too unsteady on her feet to be too much of a danger from so far away. “Just- just get the seeds. Right now.”

Marshlily nods. “And … and if something happens while I’m not gone …”

Fireflash glances back at her, shooting her a meaningful look, and nods. “Right. I will.”

Marshlily is only dimly aware of the shards of glowing crystal that dig into her pawpads as she runs down the path toward the Moongem. She’d made sure Hornetstar was subdued by a large dose of poppy seeds before she left, having practically shoved them down her throat, but she still has to hurry. 

Although GhostClan’s camp isn’t too terribly far from the Moongem—it’s the same cave, after all, and the mountain is only has so much hollow space—it still feels like an eon to get there. Somehow, though, she does, and finally, Marshlily comes to a halt in front of the giant blue crystal. She takes a moment to brace herself, but only a moment; she doesn’t have time to waste. Heart pounding, she settles down next to the Moongem and presses her nose to it.

“You have to help me,” Marshlily says, swinging around to look at Nettledawn, desperation in her eyes. “Hornetstar is sick. She killed Charredtail.”

She’s yowling before she even opens her eyes into Silverpelt. “Nettledawn!” she cries. “Nettledawn, we need your help! Please!”

Trembling, she waits, claws digging into the ground with impatience. It’s only when she hears Nettledawn’s voice from behind her that she allows herself to relax the tiniest bit. “Marshlily? What’s going on?”

Nettledawn’s eyes fall into a compassionate frown. “Oh, not Charredtail …”

“We’ll have time to grieve later. I need you to help me.”

“Look, I know some about Waterfur, but-”

“Why did I live when so many others didn’t?” Marshlily demands. “What do I have that they didn’t?”

Acquiescing, Nettledawn sits down and turns her head to one side, thinking. “What was it like, breaking free of the curse?”

“I- I was- I was in the Dark Forest,” Marshlily says. “Waterfur was screaming in my head, worse than ever, and I was coughing up blood. But then I heard my Clanmates’ voices calling for me.”

Nettledawn’s tail swishes anxiously from side to side as she thinks. “What then?”

“I followed their voices,” Marshlily says softly. “They lead me to a wall of fog. I jumped through, and … I woke up.”

With a sharp shake of her head, Nettledawn squeezes her eyes shut tight and says, “I don’t … The rest had clanmates, too …”

“That’s exactly why I don’t know!” Marshlily snaps, though she’s not truly frustrated with her. “Sorry. I’m sorry.”

“You don’t need to be. I just don’t understand.” After a second of thought, she asks, “Which clanmates did you hear?”

“I … I heard Hornetstar.” Marshlily’s own voice as she says her name; she forces herself not to cry as she continues, “And Celebi, and Crageagle, and … and Charredtail.”

“You’re close with them?”

Marshlily nods. “They’re my closest friends. I’d be lost without them.”

Nettledawn thinks for a few moments before her eyes widen again, not with shock but with the excitement of discovery. “Did Wolfstrike and the others have any close friends?”

“I suppose I am pretty well-liked …”

“I …” Marshlily tries desperately to recall, dragging her brain through the fog that surrounds it. “I think- I think they mostly kept to themselves. They didn’t have mates or anything, or anyone I’d call their best friend, really.”

“I think that’s it, Nettledawn says. “You have bonds, connections. Plenty of them. Right?”

“Well, maybe that’s it.”

Marshlily nods as she realizes what Nettledawn is saying. “I wouldn’t have been able to pinpoint it if there weren’t so many voices… I would never have found the way back.”

“So, then …”

“They died,” Marshlily says, “because they were alone.”

“Well … I can’t say for sure. It’s a hypothesis.”

“I’ll take a hypothesis,” Marshlily says, then nods sharply, trembling with renewed energy. “Look, I gotta get back. Just look out for us, okay?”

“Good luck,” Nettledawn says, worry in her voice.

“Thanks. We’ll need it.”

Her clanmates’ eyes fix on her as Marshlily runs across camp toward the leader’s den, leaving small spots of blood on the stony ground beneath her paws. Paying them no mind, she bursts into the small niche, panting with exertion. To her relief, Hornetstar is still passed out on the ground—though not peacefully, from the looks of it; even in her sleep, she spasms and growls. Fireflash stands over her, eyes fixed on her flailing body. Charredtail’s body has been taken away somewhere, though his blood still lingers on the ground. 

“Fireflash,” Marshlily calls softly, and the other cat turns and lifts his head. “Is she okay? Did anything happen?”

Fireflash turns back to Hornetstar and shakes his head again. “She’s been sleeping since you left.”

Marshlily breathes a deep sigh of relief. “Okay, good. Um, I think I know what’s going on.”

Fireflash stretches, his whole body looking exhausted, and pads over to her. “Did StarClan say something?”

“Nettledawn helped me figure it out, we think,” Marshlily says with a nod. “Wolfstrike, Scratchpounce, and Stormfall were all sorta loners, right?”

Fireflash cocks his head to the side to think for a moment, then nods. “Right.”

“But people like me,” Marshlily continues. “When I broke free of the curse, I was in the Dark Forest, but my friends’ voices lead me out. Except it took time to figure out where they were coming from, right? I needed a lot of help.”

Just like Nettledawn had, Fireflash opens his eyes wide, hope glimmering in them. “So you’re saying she’ll survive if she has enough cats that love her?”

“Well, it’s technically only a hypothesis,” Marshlily admits. “But it’s the only thing we could think of. And Hornetstar has a lot of people who love her, too. Me, you, Crageagle …”

“Let’s hope you’re right,” Fireflash says, turning his head back to Hornetstar. “So, what are we supposed to do about it?”

Marshlily falters, worriedness sinking in again. “I didn’t really come up with a plan,” she says. “I don’t think there’s anything we can do besides wait and see.”

Fireflash swallows with apprehension. “Right. I guess … Can you wait with me?”

Marshlily huffs a humorless laugh. “You thought I’d leave her side?”

With an equally humorless smile, Fireflash shakes his head. Then, with a deep, anxious sigh, he buries his face into Marshlily’s plush fur.

[hello-universe-lovers]

Traveling outside Hallownest problem no.1:

Scammers

When you are looking for something or someone, there are people who are "willing" to provide information, for a price.

Rosalina is the only one that can talk, and Ghost's baby factor means people underestimate them, especially if/when things get...violent.

Hollow, meanwhile, is on Grimmchild duty. They are well-behaving...but good luck moving while they sleep.

[ethanthespookymonth]

Skellington School AU- Nightmare Before Christmas Next Generation!

Y/N Skellington: Jack and Sally's child

Lock: Middle child and leader🔥🖤

Shock: Oldest🪄💜

Barrel: Youngest 🍭💀

Jack Skellington: Father of Y/N and the head of Skellington School💀🖤

Sally: Mother of Y/N and secretary of Skellington School

Dr. Finkelstein: Science teacher

Mrs. Finkelstein: Wife of Dr. Finkelstein

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

for the first oc post you can have some doodles

these are whiptails, they're funky goobers i made for the worldbuilding project i haven't done anything with in. so long. they were made a while ago, which you can definitely see in their designs (nightmare variant, the emphasis on blood, etc. etc.), though i've tweaked them more since then so y'know. i still think they're neat

uhhh basic facts, they're full of 'blood' (who knows what it really is), no bones or organs (except for the last one which has growths resembling bones for an in-lore unknown reason), and they communicate with their feelers and by emitting different scents depending on the situation. when they die, they give off no scent at all, unless the body is damaged, in which case they smell like their blood

^ common variant (represented here by catch), these are essentially the 'everything else' category. their names function the same way. they are where the 'whiptail' name comes from. common variant ocs include: catch (she/they), sandstone (it/they), rook (mirror pronouns), rail (he/she), vervain (they/them), rose (he/xe/thicket), thrift (click/clicks/clickself)

^ aquatic variant (represented here by blue), these guys live in bodies of water, though some can go on land as well. their names can come from anything aquatic or amphibious, as well concepts related to these things. aquatic variant ocs include: blue (she/her), newt (they/them), pale (vey/vem), pike (xe/thon), pochard (hy/hymn), aythya (mist/fog/smoke/soot), cormorant (color pronouns), golden (she/em), bream (he/it), frost (it/its), swan (it/they),

^ venomous variant (represented here by hornet), can be found pretty much anywhere (though finding them underwater or in cold environments is fairly rare). surprisingly, tend to be much bigger than most of the other variants. names can come from things that are venomous, sting, commonly associated with venom, spicy, or concepts related to venom. venomous variant ocs include: hornet (he/him + ze/mer), paprika (cy/cyr)

^ poisonous variant (represented here by slug), the smallest of all the variants. tend to be very colorful and prefer more humid environments with plenty of hiding places. named after things that are poisonous, associated with poison, or concepts related to poison in some way. poisonous variant ocs include: slug (she/he/they)

^ dream variant (represented here by laburnum), vary wildly in size, very rare but can be found anywhere. named after things associated with dreams, mythological figures/things related to mythology, and certain plants and animals (ex. doves, crabs, flowers, bright plants, etc.) dream variant ocs include: laburnum (zhe/it)

^ nightmare variant (represented here by nyx), the largest/tallest of all the variants. tend to prefer dark, misty, or heavily forested environments. fairly rare, though its certainly not due to being easy prey. no one entirely knows how their life cycle works- or if they even have one. they're the oldest variant, so for all anyone knows, the ones around today are the same as the first ones to come into being. look spooky but tend to actually be very sweet. names come from anything with a generally negative association (bugs, rats, certain birds, darkness, nighttime, cobwebs, etc. etc.) nightmare variant ocs include: nyx (it/its)

and now we do some oc prompt reblogs yippieeeee

[spotaus]

Actor AU of Eternal Ashes where the kids are all teen YouTubers doing a personal series for Stereo's thesis project that blows up online. (Reset teases Kane on the regular for dying the first episode.)

Actor AU of Doppletale where it's a horror/thriller series. (K is absolutely great at crying on command, and the crew is really friendly outside the set.)

Actor AU of Ec-4o.Verse that's like The Walking Dead so it's super long, but it also functions like a sit-com at the same time. (The cast doesn't really talk to eachother outside the set, but they love being on the show.)

[k5shasstuff]

nnnuh uh

[deluxdollie]

I'm about to finish my creepy pasta OC (Devinna) first chapter of her story and I'm debating if I should post it or not because I don't really have a writing style and I'm scared if the creppypasta fandom will come back from the dead and sacrifice me onto the magic trees from marble hornets and then they will eat me.

[obsidian-art04]

I really saw the slightest bit of interest and had to make more scribbles from this story that exists in my brain rent free

Okay!!! Old scribbles because why not

Woops?

[nefio-a1t144]

I suppose if im gonna be posting regularly on here, I guess I should do an about me.

HI!!!!! My names Nolan, but my persona/online name is nefio. I make my own stories from my own nightmares, fears, or stories I make up in my head. I have a lot of ocs, so if you want to see their story, stick around! :3

I am quite the loner, so I usually spend my time listening to music and watching things that perk my interest which I'll forget about in 20 minutes.

My interests are doctor who, dbh, marble hornets, creepypasta, and other random shite.

I post art sometimes, and am a student, so if I randomly hit a hiatus or break, that's why!!!!

I'm going to do an "ask *insert*" soon of my characters! Pls send my characters questions :3 (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE)

My characters are:

Evan Arud

Linnea Arud

Lillia jill

Norman jill

Nolan malin

Nefio

Bella mosely

Hansen Taylor

Seth clyde

That's it I think!! :3

[ghostclangen]

moon seventy-two - newleaf

well. uh. you win some you lose some.