#*My OCs

[skyhoped]

warden mahariel. titty shot under the cut, but in a natural still life sort of way

[magic-number-3]

DnD OCS: @mira-meraki 's Winx Campaign Ari Sundrift Fairy of the Ocean Breeze

“No worries if not!”

Home Planet: Linphea Likes: Partying, Gossip, Eggo Waffles Dislikes: Conflict, Portals, Headmistress Faragonda

[enden-k]

depression is kinda kicking my ass lately but seeing the person in the tags of my ocs calling youri gorgeous makes me so happy it made me smile just now so yes!!!!! ppl do read tags!!!!! and sometime they are powerful enough to get someone out of a depressive slump 😭💙💙💙 thankyou sm honestly

[northernscruffycat]

5, 12, 17 for Samctimonious (best OC name ever)

5. Does your OC have a signature weapon and/or attack? How long did they train to master it? She has a dagger, because it's the only weapon that she can really lift in her puny hands. While she would claim to be proficient in it, she doesn't actually train more than she needs to in order to get by without being kicked out of the Exorcists 12. Is your OC cynical or optimistic? Who or what shaped their outlook on life? She's kind of a coaster in that regard, so she tries not to have strong feelings on anything. Pre-death, her life was shaped by the depressing circumstances that led her to commit suicide, so I guess her life was shaped by a particularly shitty friendship she endured for most of it. Post-death, she is entirely devoted to Adam and her outlook on life is basically "If Adam thinks it's right, then it is right" 17. Does your OC have an enemy? What happened between them? Is it mutual or one-sided? Is it petty or serious? Is one party seeking revenge? Does one person want the other dead or are they content to hate them from afar? I mean, post-season one she's just gonna hate the people who she sees as responsible for Adam's death, particularly Charlie and uhhh... what was the little demon who stabbed Adam called again? Lemme look it up... Niffty! Yeah, her! On Samctimonious's part, she wants them dead, but it's unlikely that she's enough of a threat to make that happen. Most-likely, she'll follow Lute's orders on whatever vengeance is gonna happen in season two

[bhaalbb]

viscera, my tiefling durge ‎♡

[dunbonnets]

a COMPLETE MASTERLIST of all the fanfiction original characters created by DUNBONNETS, what fandom/fanfiction/series they belong to, their ships, and where you can find edits specifically made for them.

sonja smith from of dreams and freedom, an attack on titan fanfic. ( armin arlert ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

sayuri kameda from gilded lily, a demon slayer fanfic. ( giyuu tomioka ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

misaki kobayashi from blood red sun, a demon slayer fanfic. ( tanjiro kamado ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

brian randall-fraser from deep heart's core // the sands of time saga, an outlander fanfic series. ( oc pairing ) ✶ character tag. ship tag. ship tag.

reiko matsuda from until i found you, a demon slayer fanfic. ( inosuke hashibira ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

vetra stormont from weather the storm, a black clover fanfic. ( finral roulacase ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

reva nebbia from electric love, a black clover fanfic. ( luck voltia ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

moira hawethorne from deep heart's core // the sands of time saga, an outlander fanfic series. ( oc pairing ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

katherine johanson from deep heart's core // the sands of time saga, an outlander fanfic series. ( oc pairing ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

marjorie graham from where the heart is, an outlander fanfic. ( fergus fraser ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

lady juliette lockhart from steel magnolia // love is a garden series, a bridgerton fanfic series. ( anthony bridgerton ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

lord ambrose bridgerton from paper rings // a series of love stories, a bridgerton fanfic series. ( oc pairing ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

lady clara whittemore from paper rings // a series of love stories, a bridgerton fanfic series ( oc pairing ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

zakaria zatara from mystical bond // the divine justice saga, a young justice fanfic series. ( conner kent ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

zeppelin zatara from mystical bond // the divine justice saga, a young justice fanfic series. ( cassandra sandsmark ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

giovanna zatara from mystical bond // the divine justice saga, a young justice fanfic series. ( oc pairing ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

spencer barnes from follow your arrow // the divine justice saga, a young justice fanfic series. ( artemis crock ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

virginia adler from out of time // the earth-5871 series, an mcu fanfic series. ( steve rogers ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

astrea voss from infinite galaxies // the earth-5871 series, an mcu fanfic series. ( peter quill ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

viper/madame hydra from viper // the earth-5871 series, an mcu fanfic series. ( tony stark ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

edwina brock from symbiosis // the earth-5871 series, an mcu fanfic series. ( hope van dyne ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

ares from catch the wind // the earth-5871 series, an mcu fanfic series. ( sersi ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

alan milne/christopher robin from the weight of us // the heart of a hero series, a once upon a time fanfic series ( emma swan ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

princess gilrien from ephemeral // the maidens of middle-earth saga, a the rings of power fanfic. ( elrond ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

lenore gilbert from broken wings // the bloodlines saga, a the vampire diaries universe fanfic series. ( stefan salvatore ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

erika mikaelson from cursed, a the vampire diaries universe fanfic. ( elijah mikaelson ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

calliope gomez from my bloody valentine, a post-teen wolf au fanfic. ( stiles stilinski ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

maris navarro from siren song // the monsters & myths saga, a teen wolf fanfic series. ( scott mccall ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

keelie kepner from bad moon rising // the children of the moon series, a teen wolf fanfic series. ( stiles stilinski ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

sophie torres-kepp from somewhere only we know, an the umbrella academy fanfic. ( diego hargreeves ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

anita levine from no time to die, a mission impossible fanfic. ( ethan hunt ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

maude fletcher from genesis, an inception fanfic. ( eames ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

jean abbott from downward spiral, a true detective fanfic. ( rustin cohle ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

freya oleson from dark days, a 30 days of night fanfic. ( eben oleson ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

heather macher from everybody dies // the hereditary horrors series, a scream franchise fanfic series. ( sidney prescott ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

kiara goldstien from die for you // the hereditary horrors series, a scream franchise fanfic series. ( tara carpenter ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

reagan strode from the devil walks amoung us, a halloween franchise fanfic. ( oc pairing, corey cunningham ) ✶ character tag. ship tag.

[mirtylebuns]

— excuse me, Lady Avellyn Boucher! you look so pretty today.

[neishroom]

idkkkk

link hehe

[trailblazey]

spotted the streetlamps in newcrest and thought their lighting looked cool

[niyama-art]

So I’m weirdly obsessed with like. Pop culture within the star wars universe - particularly artists. The fanon of Senators and Jedi being the celebrities of the Republic just never made sense to me so I decided to try and imagine what sort of holomagazines and big-name artists were around - and no, Figrin D’an and the Modal Nodes (AKA the Cantina Band) doesn’t count. They were playing in a cantina on Tatooine, they’re hardly selling out space-stadiums, sorry.

So this is? An OC?? I guess?? Her name is Durica Kantine, appearing on the cover of Coruscant Sound, which I imagine to be kinda the star wars equivalent of like. The Rolling Stone magazine. Both are my invention because I couldn’t be bothered trawling the wiki for obscure legends lore. She’s a zeltron solo artist and her outfits were both mostly inspired by some of Padme’s outfits in AOTC.

Bonus cover image without text under the cut:

[skyhoped]

[crimsondoodledump]

It had been more than a year now since the Crusade ended and Crowley had last stood on the battlefield, but strangely enough, he still couldn’t quite find peace.

Around him, 10 boys fought in pairs with dull bladed training swords. The place was the training grounds for training knight apprentices that Crowley himself made by clearing the yard of his own house. For a while now, teaching swordplay here was what put food on Crowley’s table. It was a second practice of the day, and he ended up dozing off in the middle of it. "That was rude of me." After getting up from his chair, he clapped his hands, bringing the training session to an end, the boys bowed and thanked him. However, one of them called him out on falling asleep during their training and gave Crowley some trouble. After Crowley dealt with the young trouble maker, the boy's attitude changed to genuine respect for Crowley. Dismissing them once again the pupils started to leave and Crowley returned his chair. The boys stopped and noticed a young woman walking to Crowley who had just sat down. Crowley's gaze was turn to the ground in thought when the bottom of a brown dress came into his view. "...?" Crowley looked up to the young woman, she wore such a gentle expression. She placed her arms behind her and leaned over to bring her face closer to Crowley's. "It has been a while, Crowley. How have you been?" Crowley stared at her for a moment, then it clicked. "..!" "Ceci-!" Before he could finish the name she quickly placed her hand over Crowley's mouth. "!?" "Shh! You can't called me that anymore." She whispered "Cecil Emard is dead, remember?" She removes her hand. "Ah. I thought you really did die..." His voice became low and quieter. "No. I managed to survive, somehow. Luckily, none of my vitals were hit..." Her voice also become soft. "I see. Thank goodness, I thought I had lost you too..." Crowley covered his face with a hand and her face became dejected, ('Thank goodness?') she thought, Crowley did not say 'Thank God', ...although, she knew why. "I am happy. That you are safe, Crow." She gave Crowley a warm smile when he looked back to her. The boys who were still watching turned their attention elsewhere. "H-Hey, that person’s uniform! He must be a Templar Knight, no?" "What would a Templar Knight be doing at a training school of an out in the sticks town like this?" "Hey, better shut up, guys. That person is Gilbert Chartres-sama, and the rumor has it that he’s a candidate to be the next Master of the Order," someone said. Crowley only inclined his head, and the woman once known as Cecil turned to look at the Templar Knight. Gilbert Chartres. That name brought back memories. Crowley’s eyes focused on the young man that appeared on the practice grounds. If he remembered right, the man was 24 now, a year younger than himself. Did God still dwell in his heart even after he had gone through that war? Crowley wondered all of a sudden. Having finished weaving his way through the crowding students, Gilbert was going straight for where Crowley sat. Compared to a year ago, he had gained a more dignified air about him, it appeared. The young woman who still stood in front of Crowley moved to the side and lowered her head a bit as Gilbert came to Crowley. ("Will he recognized me?") She thought. Gilbert stopped in front of the sitting Crowley and addressed him, "It has been a long time, Crowley-sama." Looking up at Gilbert, out loud he said, "Drop the '-sama', Gilbert. These days, you’re a much greater man than I am." But Gilbert paid his request no mind and continued, "Crowley-sama. Why do you not attend church anymore?" It looked like he didn’t intend to let up on the formalities anytime soon. A shadow of worry clouded Gilbert’s expression as he asked, "Ever since that war, you stopped coming to church. Naturally, I know the feeling, too, and I understand it. So many of our comrades fell in that war. It pains our hearts so, and some even lost the most precious thing there is - their faith." Standing silent, the woman's eyes narrowed. "…" Yeah, and I’m one of them, Crowley thought to himself. He had started to lose faith, he knew. "But you are not like that, sir, I am sure. You saved so many of our comrades. Including me, of course. If not for you, I…" But Crowley interrupted him, "It wasn’t me who saved you. It was God, Gilbert, because He saw how unshakeable your faith was." A bitter smile threatened to twist his lips at how ridiculous it was that these words came out of the mouth of someone like him - someone who had started to lose his faith in God. However, to that Gilbert answered, still gazing at him fixedly, "Even if so, it only means that you, another survivor of that war, are also a person chosen by Our Lord." "I just got lucky." "Crowley-sama." "If you have no other business with me, I’ll excuse myself." Crowley got up from his broken chair. It rattled again as he did. It's left back leg needed to be reinforced, or the chair would continue to rock, and he would be risking to nod off at an inappropriate time again. He would fix it later, he decided. With his back to Gilbert, he was about to walk off when Gilbert remarked, "The Knights Templar are looking for a knight worthy to become the next Master." Now, this seemed to be the business he had with Crowley. Crowley turned back around, "I heard my pupils say earlier that you’re a Master candidate. Congratulations." Gilbert gazed at Crowley, "I would like to recommend you for the position. Our comrades all agree with me. If only you attended the assembly…" But Crowley only shrugged his shoulders. "I’m not worthy." "Your achievements in that wretched war shine so bright that it is not an exaggeration to call them uniquely outstanding. Bearing the noble intention to sacrifice yourself for the sake of your comrades in your heart, you saved a great many of them. Risking your life, you slew legions of enemies. I cannot think of anyone who could be worthier than—” But Crowley laughed at that, "Sacrificing myself, eh. If I’m that great a man as you say, then why didn’t I make good on my self-sacrificing intention and die there? Why am I still living without a care in the world?" "Because Our Lord had chosen you!" "Hahaha!" Crowley burst out laughing. Crowley reiterated, "…In any case, I’m not worthy." She stood there listening to them talk and she understood every word they said...proof of her journey with them. Sometimes she thought that all that happened in the war was a dream. That she never posed as a man and became a Squire and that she fought in the Holy War in the name of God...That she never watched her comrades being murdered in front of her. But, the scar on her face and her sword skills, as well as her used to seeing the guts and blood of corpses. She watched Crowley though most of his conversation with Gilbert, he had pain in his eyes with some of Gilbert's words. Somehow, she understood a little of how Crowley of feeling, or at least, an idea of how he felt."Crowley-sama." Gilbert called out to him again, and Crowley raised his head to say, "I need to go." "Crowley-sama. I shall be coming here every day until you say yes." "That’s a royal bother." "I will pull you back to the center stage, sir, the same way you saved me back in that war." Ignoring him, Crowley walked away. Gilbert sighed and turned his attention to the young lady who remained silent the whole time. "My apologies." He said. "No worries." She replied with a smile. When she lifted her face a bit to speak to him, Gilbert looked surprised. As he went to say something, he stopped himself. "...Good day to you...miss." He lowered his head and left. "..." ("Shit...He recognized me, didn't he?... Gilbert...") She turned and followed Crowley, who went into his house. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ Crowley’s house, remade into the training school, was always clean, because once a week, a maidservant came and took care of chores and cleaning. To begin with, it wasn’t in Crowley’s nature to leave messes after himself. As to the things to do, he took strolls, read and did some necessary sword training as to not grow rusty. His meals were provided by his neighbors. Soon after he had started living here, he caught 3 burglars that tried to break into the house 3 doors down from his own, and ever since that incident, his neighbors, understanding the tribulations of a man living all alone, took turns preparing meals for him. That is, he was served domestic meals in exchange for this kind of protection. Seated at the dining table, Crowley mulled over what happened today. Over what Gilbert said. Over his intention to recommend Crowley as a candidate for the post of the Master. "What are you going to do? You don't want it, do you?" She stated, leaning against the empty doorway to what would be the kitchen where Crowley sat. Her expression was...sad, ...for him. “…” "...Sorry. I didn't mean to leave you there like that. With Gilbert, I mean." "I'm sure he must have recognized me but, I am not worried that he will say something about it. After all. I don't look that different aside from my clothing, the scar doesn't help either. " She walked over and joined Crowley at the table, sitting in the other empty chair across from him. "You said I can't call you Cecil, anymore. And come to think of it, I never thought about it not being your real name." "Hmm?" "So what is your real name?" "...It is, no...I am Cecelia Basset, a pleasure to properly meet you, Sir Crowley." She lightly bows her head. "Cecelia? Cecel. Cecil. Ah, so that is how you got your name. Haha, did you come up with it on the spot? You simply used the first part of your name. How unoriginal, hahaha." Crowley couldn't help but laugh at her. "Hmph! A matter of fact I did! When one of the knights ask my name, I already looked like a boy, but when I went to say my name I had stopped myself from saying it midway. So it simply became, Cecil. The last name Emard, was taken from my father's old friend, who was like an uncle to me." "I see." "..." Crowley started at the cold stew and bread left for him on the simple dining table. It was lunchtime, yet, strangely enough, he had no appetite. Perhaps because he dozed off earlier when he really shouldn’t have had. But if he didn’t finish all of the food, the neighboring matron who prepared it would surely get angry with him. "Are you not going to eat? You have been staring at the bowl, but have yet to take a single bite." Cecelia tilted her head ever so slightly with a worried look. "I heard that your neighbors make your meals, they will be sad if you don't eat them. Unless they are bad at cooking..." "Yeah, I should eat then." He just took the bread in hand, when an energetic boyish voice shouted his name in the yard, "Crowley-sama!" Crowley and Cecelia shifted their eyes to the source of the voice. "I’m coming in, Crowley-sama!" "You are popular today," Cecelia remarks, resting her cheek on her fist. With that, the source made it through the door, not waiting for his permission. It was a cheerful boy of about 15. His stature was small and completely unfit for a knight, but he wore a long light brown robe with a red cross on his chest. He was Jose, a squire. "Crowley-sama! Thank you for supervising today’s morning practice sessions!" In reply to that, Crowley informed him, "Sorry, Jose, not sharing my lunch with you." "I never expected you to, sir, that’s why I have already eaten mine become coming here!" "And I distinctly remember telling you not to come here anymore.” "Well, I cannot do that, sir. My orders state that I am to follow and serve you, Crowley-sama!" Jose noticed Cecelia sitting across from Crowley, "Oh, hello there! Are you Crowley-sama's maidservant?" Cecelia smiled to hide her annoyance, ("The first thing he thinks is that I am a damn maid? This boy...") "Yes. I just came to clean up any dishes or dust for Sir Crowley. I am Cecelia." She smiles cheerfully, an obvious lie, but Jose is too oblivious to doubt her words. "It is an honor to help Crowley-sama! I thank you for looking after him!" Crowley let out an annoyed sigh and Cecelia almost laughed, this boy is too pure. "Nothing good will come out of being by the side of someone like me." Crowley stated. But for some reason, at that, Jose gave him a proud look. "I am absolutely sure that that is not so! Serving Crowley Eusford-sama, the hero of the Crusades, is a great honor that my humble self does not deserve!" he said with an impossibly bright and sunny smile. Losing this round, Crowley smiled with a strained smile. “The hero, huh.” He had already heard that earlier today and was frankly fed up with the hero talk for one day. Meanwhile, Jose continued joyfully, "Today, too, I was asking the other surviving knights about your heroic deeds in the war that they had witnessed! Can I please tell you what they told me?" "Of course not, do you even need to ask?" "Please allow me!" "No. Besides, why should I even listen to the stories about myself from you?" "Because I thought you might have forgotten!" "Are you even serious?" Cecelia Look to Crowley, it was easy for her to tell he was getting tired of all this talk of the war, she did not wish to hear about those times, either. Jose looked deadly serious. He always gave his utmost effort everything he did. Believing in God from the bottom of his heart, he found hope in the Knights Templar and revered his master, Crowley, endlessly. Jose said, "In that case, please allow me to tell you the tale of your heroic deeds at dinner." "Good grief, go home in the evening at least." "Speaking of, sir, do you have any plans for the afternoon? Is there something I can help you with?" "Nothing I would need your help with." "Then, Crowley-sama, what exactly are you going to do in the afternoon today?" "Hm~ I was just going to go out and check if anything is disturbing public peace.” Because it wouldn’t do to keep getting food for doing nothing. "So Jose, call it a day and go home already." But Jose wasn’t about to, firing off with excitement plastered all over his face, "I see! Nothing less from you, Crowley-sama! They say protecting public peace is the most important job of a knight! Please allow me to accompany you!" So he was going to tag along, huh. Crowley sighed, "Haa" "I will be right back, Crowley-sama!" Jose quickly left with excitement.   "Do you want to leave without him? Cecelia joked, "If I did that he may never leave my side again...Today has been quite eventful, I just wanted a peaceful day." Crowley sighed once again. "I'm sorry. It seems I pick the wrong day to come and see you again." she gave a small smile, "Ah, no. Not you. I am really happy to see you, Cecil-lia...If it wasn't for Gilbert and Jose, today would have been the best in a long time, because of you." His words were so gentle and genuine, tears welled up in Cecelia's eyes with a small blush on her cheeks. "The day is not over yet, Crow." They share a moment looking into each other's eyes. "Now, eat your food. Before your little squire comes back and interrupts you again." she giggles. "Yes, Ma'am."

_______________________ I still really enjoy making these fake screenshots with the stories! Ever trying to keep canon characters "in character" as much as possible! For those who read and enjoy these little oc insert stories, I thank you with all my heart for reading them! Even for those who read them and dislike them. Cecil Emard/Cecelia Basset©Mine OnS & Crowley Eusford©Takaya Kagami

[northernscruffycat]

Momus and 7, 8 and 9!

7. Does your OC like their natural hair color or do they dye it? What styles do they prefer? Momus's hair is naturally black, like his mother's. Its inclined towards being wavy, but he does care a lot about making it appear effortlessly so and not too curly

8. What was your OC’s most embarrassing moment? Does it still bother them or are they able to shrug it off? Oh, I can pull this one from mythology! Momus's most embarrassing moment is actually not when he got kicked out of Olympus (which would make way too much sense), but instead was when he was caught saying Aphrodite is without flaw. He hates it soooo much that people heard him saying that and now everyone thinks that Aphrodite is beyond even his criticism lol

9. Is your OC laid back or do they thrive on drama? What role do they play in their group of friends/associates? He lives on drama! If there is not drama happening, he is actively making it happen. Because of this, he obviously doesn't have a lot of friends, save for other people who also thrive on drama, so they can all be terrible together. However, his nose for gossip does make him handy amongst associates and even those who hate him will reluctantly admit that they may use him for information from time to time. Whether the information he gives them is reliable or not stems from both how troublesome Momus is feeling at the time and/or how out of his favour that person is

[jascnbrody]

vitrei replied to your post: imghsdn. .  NOT EVEN an oc . thats just j .

house plans and angel names…… kin

hfjksahd,. .  house plans are for the sims (and to just. look at. house plans are fun) angels names are for Me .

[dunbonnets]

MY FINAL GIRLS

FRIGHT NIGHT, friday the 13th ( elise delgado )

EVERYBODY DIES, sidney prescott ( heather macher )

FEAR FACTOR, tara carpenter ( kiara goldstein )

BEYOND THE GRAVE, insidious ( harriet and miriam stone )

DARK DAYS, eben oleson ( freya oleson )

THE DEVIL WALKS AMOUNG US, corey cunningham ( reagan strode )

INTO THE SILENCE, a quiet place ( alice nolan )

DREAM WARRIORS, a nightmare on elm street ( sarah walcott )

MERCY, mtv scream ( adelaide wilcox )

edited by dunbonnets | jan. 2023