#Helos is my OC

[tubbiecustardt]

the oc you just drew X the older oc you drew a while ago wearing leather (the one i gave some name ideas for)

>:3

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i did sum doodles of them like MONTHS ago i think im gon dump em here soon

[fearoffun]

converted to tall elf ears lover 😟

[fitzycoffee]

It was real fun to doodle your oc!! Tyvm for letting me!!

Oc belongs to @ladysouthpaw1213

[skydreamplayzz]

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Had an Idea that sometimes a 'fake' Sebastian room can appear too early, or a second time. It's just nathen disguising himself as sebasitan to eat the expandable. 🧍‍♂️.. Idk tho. Nom Nom

(i wanted to Do this too :'D)..

[pastelpousay]

HIHI AGAIN YALL HAPPY SUPER SKIBIDI PRIDE MONTH TO EVERYONE STAY SIGMA 🐺🏳️‍🌈

They’re such a bisexual couple it’s not even funny- btw I hc Hades as bi so uhhh yea

(I don’t think he uses the label that often but he def likes men here and there 💀)

[dagensgod]

Last sona redesign, most drastic change lol :) pinkified

[nokk0]

🦄🪐🎶 any of these for any of your ocs!! \^o^/

Second question by @starflungwaddledee

ALRIGHT!!! Sorry for takin' so long... i was excited for this one and i wanted to do it great!! Apologize, for both of u ;-;

REALLY long post

8. 🦄: Is your OC the only one of their kind, or are there others like them?

With Snow, yes, there are others of her kind out there: Kirby and Meta Knight.

But they are alive, not like her. She's dead

She hasn't met them in person yet, but i'm sure she will be dazzled by Kirby's smile and energy

Fal is an AI created by the ancients, an artifact called Cybernetic Waiter. There were several like Fal, almost the entire upper class had a Waiter similar to how everyone today has a cell phone. However, today only Fal remains. He is the only one that is still active and there is no other Waiter... Although something distinctive about Fal is that he has a physical body that emulates the functions of an organic body. No other Waiter has that

3. 🪐: Have your OC ever left their home planet? If so, what other planets have they visited?

Fal originally lived in Shiver Star, he is not a native of Popstar. This was after being found by Zero Two, who dragged him to Popstar and they arrived on the planet in a star shower. After being repaired, he spends his time traveling around the planet from time to time, exploring the ecosystems of the Popstar. On one occasion, Fal mentioned that he visited Ripple Star but it was a quick and very short thing and he was eager to see more of that place. Another planet he visited was Halcandra, although he was horrified to see the state of the Ancients' paradise. Thanks to Elfilin he also got to know the Forgotten Land. He loves that place!! It's like Shiver Star, just abandoned... At least it's not frozen

Snow visited several planets for work and never really took trips for fun or anything like that, she was very focused on hunting down whatever criminals there were in the galaxy. She got to know Halcandra, although i couldn't dare to say what other planets she explored, since those trips were years ago and there is not much evidence about what places were colonized/explored by the Ancients, so i will leave this part ambiguous... Sorry

1. 🎶: What is a song that you associate with your OC, and why do you associate it with them?

Ugh, there's an entire playlist that summarizes Fal's story!!: Reboot Me by Jakeneutron! This because Reboot Me inspired Fal's backstory!! There are several others that i associated with him because of the lyrics that in a some way describe his story in parts and through a point of view that is constantly changing (something ridiculous, but i can't help thinking that way): Sad Machine, Endless Embrace, anonymous M…

Las Continue is another good one!! This one... It is like a song that describes very well the present Fal and his struggles

If I am reborn and come to meet you, do you think this shredded up heart of mine will heal?

You see, I was manipulated by someone else, and was intoxicated by that pair of fake wings

It would be great if I could go back to that day, it would be great if I could go back to that day

Trapped between the previous life and the after life, the one-way street of life continues on

Snow unfortunately doesn't have many songs, but i like to think that Fight Song fits her because of the story behind the protagonist sung in the lyrics and visualized in the music video... i think it summarizes the difficulties of her missions and how she wasn't herself when it came to fighting

2. 🗣️: Does your OC speak more than one language? If they do, what languages ​​do they speak and how did they learn them?

An everyday AI obviously knows more than one language. In addition to be a floating Wikipedia, Fal is an automatic translator, speaking different languages ​​is something that comes naturally to him! Fal can understand and speak several languages ​​such as Greek, French, Japanese and has shown that he also knows the language of Forgotten Land. Even with a language he isn't familiar with, he can learn extremely fast that language if he spends time with the person who speaks that it!! The fish learns pretty fast~!

Greek at the time was more required by the Ancients since a certain species spoke it. The creator of Fal implemented this language that she learned from her mentor! Although Fal is not proud of Greek and does not talk it greek very often because it is no longer necessary. Who knew you would find someone who also knows Greek...

[angelfoodscake]

flavios ears are actually a bit floopy compared to usual elf ears, because of being mopey and grudgey for all his teenage years and now theyre sort of permanently like that LOL

[zootzbootz]

I'm gonna start posting like. more art here I think. LMAO so here's a silly goofy little doodle of one of the very innocent/sarc main characters of my main story/project that only exists in my head called starmelt, which is a massive trigger warning of a story tbh. but I might start posting about it here... if I get attention for it teehee

ANYWAY.

His name is Matthew as u can see and UH.

He isn't a very great person! (He's better than a fair share of the other starmelt cast tho I'll tell u that much)

He's mega silly tho so it's okay!!! /SARC

(bonus fact that list is probably not complete)

[nebulae-d]

wish Xi could've been canon but also xi never being fully confirmed left room for me to make her into an oc and yknow what I needed the serotonin of her existence and the characters that followed in my life

however if rvb could be rewritten today with less plot holes...it would be so interesting to see who or what xi was supposed to be.

things that keep me up at night

[antinousletmehit]

helo i come with a humble request

antinous x fem! reader who’s also a knight of ithaca (first and only fem knight so wooo history (totally not projecting off my epic oc—)) oneshot where reader’s had a long ass day and is too tired to deal with his bs so antinous just kinda comforts them in his own way (soft :])

୨୧┇pairing: Antinous x reader

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The great hall of the Ithacan palace was quiet, the evening settling over the island like a comforting blanket. The faint flicker of torches illuminated the stone walls, casting soft shadows that danced across the space. You sat at one of the long wooden tables, your armor discarded beside you, leaving you in just your undershirt. Your shoulders slumped, and your head rested in your hands.

“You look like death warmed over.”

The familiar, smug voice made you groan before you even looked up. Antinous strolled into the hall, his usual confident swagger making him impossible to miss. He leaned casually against the table, arms crossed as he smirked down at you. “What do you want, Antinous?” you muttered, too tired to muster any real annoyance.

He raised an eyebrow. “What, no witty comeback? No snarky comment about me being a pain in the ass? You must be tired.” You shot him a halfhearted glare but didn’t respond. Instead, you slumped further into your seat, resting your forehead against the cool wood of the table.

Antinous frowned, his usual arrogance faltering. He wasn’t used to seeing you like this, so utterly defeated. After a moment of hesitation, he cleared his throat and awkwardly sat down beside you. “So, uh…tough day?” he asked, his tone uncharacteristically tentative.

You gave a small, humorless laugh. “You could say that.” Antinous drummed his fingers on the table, clearly out of his element. “Well, uh…you’re still alive, right? So, you know…that’s something.”

You lifted your head just enough to give him a flat look. “Wow. Inspirational.”

He winced. “Okay, yeah, let me try again.”

You sighed, sitting up and rubbing your temples. “Antinous, you don’t have to—”

“No, no, I’ve got this,” he interrupted, holding up a hand. “Look, you’re…uh… really strong. And brave. And stuff. I mean, you deal with all this knightly nonsense and still manage to… not completely lose your mind.”

You blinked at him, surprised. “That was… kind of nice.”

He grinned, clearly pleased with himself. “See? I can be nice.”

“Don’t get used to it,” you said, a small smile tugging at your lips despite your exhaustion.

He shrugged, and instantly reverting to his usual cocky demeanor. “You know, if you ever want to repay me, I’m always up for a drink or two.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Of course you are.”

[cikalys]

Silly mini comic of my silly OCs Helo and Tadao

[pampanope]

7-11 Gameplay voice-lines based on @kings-out-of-pocket-hell ‘s post~

7-11 lore bite i guess???

(it’s such a fun ideaaa and I think everyone should give it a try with their oc :))))

Warning for language and unhinged behavior ✨

Match Start

“Don’t be reckless.”

“Happy hunting~””

“Let’s sweep ‘em.”

“If you see any Konni, they’re mine.”

Throwing Lethal

“Using lethal.”

(Throwable explosive) “FIRE IN THE HOLE!”

(Throwable explosive) “Sending hot potato.”

(Molotov) “Drink up.”

(Throwing knife/axe) “Always wanted live target practice…”

(Throwing knife/axe) “Ha! Nailed it.”

(Throwing Thermal grenade) “Deploying war crime.”

(Tossing C4) “Deploying explosive brick.”

Using Tactical

(Concussive & Flash) “Bang, baby.”

(Concussive & Flash) “Throwing Tactical!”

(Stim shot) “GRRRRRRRRRRR.”

(Smoke Grenade) “Ninja vanish…”

Friendly Fire

“‘EY, I’M WALKING HERE.”

“I’m gonna drag your ass to the shooting range if you keep that up.”

“Try that again, and I’ll show you friendly.”

“Oh, YOU WANNA GO?!”

Eliminating enemy

“Target down.”

“Enemy eliminated.”

(With a launcher) giggling “I GOT ROCKETS.”

(With a knife) “Careful. I bite~

(With a knife) “The knife was getting thirsty.”

(With a bat) “Wraith, that was for you.”

(With a sniper rifle) “Karma strikes again.”

(With a sniper rifle) “Smoked.”

Downed

“Cough Nope. Still not going to medical.”

“Dammit, they clipped me.”

“Need to…hang on…”

Reviving

“Get up, this isn’t the end.”

“You’ll be okay.”

(Azzy) “C’mon, still got some asses to kick.”

(Pixel) “I got you, kid.”

(Lock) “Let’s make those rats pay.”

(Wolf) “You’re alright, pup.”

(Sentinel) “Got some assholes to disappear.”

(Graves) “Still need you, sir.”

(Emile) “I’ll always pick you up.”

(Emile) “I’m here, Sweetheart.”

Surviving enemy fire

“HAH! DO BETTER!”

“Well that gun’s wasted on you.”

“Oh, you’re getting bit, asshole.”

“I ain’t gonna be Swiss cheese, dammit.”

Laughs “You’re softer than my plush.”

Killstreak rewards

(Dreadnought) “Summoning Cupcake.”

(Chopper Gunner) “Cut ‘em down, buddy.”

(RC XD) “Man, I hate using these.”

(Napalm strike) “Now where’s their spawn point…”

(Sentry Turret) “I’ll name it Shooty McShootface.”

(Watchdog Helo) “Scary dog privilege~”

(Care package) “I hope they sent snacks.”

Using Field upgrade

(Spring mine) “I hope they’re not too attached to their legs…”

(Spring mine) “Do they need legs? Naaah…”

(Assault pack) “I brought food~”

(Acoustic Amp) “Time to go hunting.”

(War Cry) howls like a wolf

(Sleeper agent) “Time to use what Emile taught me.”

(Sleeper agent) Hums Perry the Platypus theme

Misc.

(Vs enemy with riot shield) “You should be embarrassed.”

(Killing sleeper agent) “I’ve seen better. And you’re not as pretty.”

(Throwing grenade back) “You DROPPED THIS.”

(Capturing objective) “Mine.”

(Becoming HVT) “I’m neither high nor am I valuable.”

(Becoming HVT) “Oh god, please no.”

(Emile becoming HVT) “Stay behind me, Emmy.”

(Sees Emile go down) “NOOO!! EMILE!”

(Planting bomb on S&D) “Adding a bit of spice.”

(Catching fire) “OW OW OW.”

(Revenge kill) “Yeah, fuck you, too.”

(Revenge kill) “Payback’s sweet.”

(Hiding near Emile in Prop Hunt) “Damn. We look good.”

Victory

“Outstanding shit.”

“And that’s how it’s done.”

Defeat

“Tch. Dammit.”

“Retreat! For now.”

[takawoyu]

helo there!! came across your 3d blender emotes post, and i wanted to ask if i could use those as pose references to draw my ocs in? nothing commercial or anything like that, just personal use ^^;

Yeah, of course

[ali-and-novas-omposting]

Helo its oc introduction

This is my MC Alistair and hes silly :)

I draw a lot of him and belphie and also just a lot of him in general so I might post that

[howtotwirlaknife22]

Broadway pt 1

A/N: it took me literally so long to write just the first part and for what. Laziness. That’s what. Anywayyyyyys I hope ya’ll like it hehe I spent months on this 🫶 the next part will be out at some point, so stay tuned!

❗️TW’s❗️: NSFW, cannon typical violence, descriptions of torture, descriptions of amputations, descriptions of bodily harm and injuries, descriptions of PTSD, some(?) inaccurate descriptions of military operations

Prologue:

🔞❗️NSFW UNDER THE CUT, MDNI BEYOND THIS POINT🔞❗️

“We touchdown in fifteen.” The pilot said, snapping her from her thoughts. She had been so in her mind the entire helo ride that she didn’t even realize they were almost to her new base. She looked out the window to her left and took in the broken terrain. The closer they got to fort Santa Monica, the more she could see the ruins of Los Angeles. The buildings once so full of life now toppled over onto each other and were slowly crumbling to dust. The earth had begun to retake itself, vines and flowers growing up on every surface that hadn’t yet fallen. Grass was growing through the cracks in the earth, and wildlife was freely roaming through the streets of what was once a bustling metro. She watched the ground below pass by as the helo inched closer to base, and she inhaled sharply through her nose, held it for a few beats, and let it out to try to calm her nerves. While she was excited about working with this new team, she couldn’t hide her anxiety. This was a big change compared to her previous squad, but she knew the captain had seen something special in her skill set to even recruit her onto such a team. Still, this was new territory and was going to be an adjustment. She had heard numerous stories of the men she was recruited to work with, and she could barely contain the sense of pride she felt when she learned they’d chosen her to work with them. She was determined to prove herself useful. As the helo approached the base, she could see the men and women on base hustling back and forth going about their day to day duties. Given the recent victory in the Atacama desert, the time for rest should be now. However, given the recent losses in the team and tensions with the federation escalating again, she had been tasked with assisting the team’s information tech specialist and picking up slack where it was needed. The pilot began descending to the landing pad, and amongst the bustling crowd of soldiers working to clear the area for the helo landing, she noticed tall and stocky man standing with his arms crossed in an open hangar. She couldn’t decipher his expression. He almost looked..tired?

“You nervous?” The crew chief asked, snapping her out of her thoughts.

“M-me?” She stuttered, caught off guard by his question. “No. No I'm fine.” The crew chief chuckled and shook his head.

“Maybe you should be. I heard this guy’s a real stickler. A ‘doesn’t take any bullshit’ type of guy. But hey, not my leadership. What do I know?” Hearing this, she cleared her throat and squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. The crew chief noticed the discomfort in her demeanor and smiled at her, giving her knee a quick tap with his gloves. “Hey, I’m just fucking with you. I’m sure he’ll get you situated nicely.” Hearing this, she piped up a little more, smiling thankfully at the man. “But the part about him being a stickler? That is true. I wouldn’t get on his bad side.” The man’s face hardened. Her lips drew into a straight line and she quietly muttered.

“Oh..okay. Gotcha. Thanks.” She smiled at him and the pilot simultaneously spoke with air traffic controllers over the comm lines. She couldn’t make out exactly what was being said, but she knew the drill. She reached out for her duffle bag and pulled it closer to her, preparing for landing as the helo slowly touched down onto the landing pad. Once they were cleared to exit their seats, the crew chief stood and reached for the door handle, slinging it open. She stood after him and threw her duffle over her shoulder, exiting the aircraft. Once her boots hit the hard concrete under her, she felt another tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see the crew chief nodding at her.

“Good luck!” He shouted over the sound of the propellers. She smiled and nodded back at him.

“Thanks!” She shouted back. The man pulled the door of the helo shut and with that, she watched the helo ascended into the sky once more. She gathered herself after watching it for a few beats and turned on her heels to march her way over towards her new captain. As she got closer, she could notice that the man was tall, yet stocky. He had a grey and white uniform on, and his beard had flecks of grey woven throughout it. He stood with his arms crossed across his chest, and his expression was a mix of exhaustion and stoicism. There was another man with him, and he was also tall, but this man had a more lean frame. A couple of scars littered his face, and he had just the slightest hint of a five o clock shadow. But the thing that caught her attention about this man was his icy blue stare that seemed to pierce straight through her as she approached. She finally made her way to them and stood at attention a few paces before the captain, saluting firmly. “Sir. Sergeant Rosalie, reporting as ordered.” His lip twitched ever so slightly, and she could feel the anxiety creeping up her spine. She wondered if she had already messed up her first meeting by messing up the proper greeting of her superior? The man finally spoke, his voice gruff.

“At ease.” He held out his hand and waited for her to shake it. She relaxed her body and reached her own out to shake his firmly. “Captain Merrick. This is Sergeant Russ. But we call him Keegan.” He said as they shook hands, gesturing to the man beside him. She extended her hand to shake Keegan’s, and he stared at her hand for a moment before he reached his hand out to shake. He seemed wary, like a wild animal reluctant to take kindness from humans. Merrick exhaled sharply through his nose. “So, you’re the one they call Broadway, huh? How in the hell did you get a callsign like that?” Broadway blinked slowly, taking in the question as she felt her face heating up in embarrassment.

“Ha..well, funny story sir-“ she was abruptly cut off by Merrick as he held up his hand to stop her sentence.

“If it’s a drawn out story then never mind. we need to get you acquainted with the rest of the team and settled in. Your first mission brief is at 0800 tomorrow morning. Keegan will show you to your bunk.” With that, Merrick turned on his heel and walked away from Broadway and Keegan. She blinked slowly, confused and a little embarrassed as to what just happened. Keegan took a step beside her, snapping her from her confusion. She turned and looked up at him, his piercing blue eyes burning holes into her.

“C’mon kid, let’s drop that bag off.” He began to walk away, leaving her and expecting her to follow. Broadway scrambled to pick up her duffle bag and threw it over her shoulder, jogging lightly to catch up to him. For every stride he made she had to make two extra to keep up. As they walked the base, she began to see the most recent devastations from the Atacama desert. They passed by the medical wing, and she could hear the agonizing screams of wounded patients. She could see bloodied and bandaged soldiers sitting on cots being treated by medical specialists. Some of the soldier’s eyes were filled with a dreadful expression, a glazed over, far off look in their eyes. Some had lost their limbs, others had lost their sight, and some looked to have been horribly disfigured by methods ranging from fire, acid, and even torture. Broadway had long forgotten about following after Keegan, and stood by the door of the medical wing frozen in place. She felt horrible for those suffering. She knew how it felt coming down from the adrenaline of the battlefield, as it wasn’t a feeling any soldier could easily shake, but she could never imagine the internal suffering a person goes through after such atrocities like losing a part of themselves, both physically and mentally. She was brought back into the present when she felt a hand clasp her shoulder firmly. “Move it. We don’t have all day.” Keegan grumbled, gesturing for her to come along. She turned back to the doorway as she readjusted her duffle bag on her shoulder, and a nurse who noticed her staring quickly left her patient to slam the door to the medical wing shut. Broadway took that as her sign to leave quickly. As she caught back up with Keegan, she noticed the other soldiers who walked the corridors. Those lucky enough to come out of the battle uninjured had hardened expressions, some even sporting scars on their face and neck similar to Keegan. Each one walked with a powerful step, with their heads high and a mission in mind. She admired their confidence. When Keegan stopped, he typed a code into a door and opened it, nodding for her to enter. She smiled politely and nodded back, entering the room and looking around. The room was small, and plain, but it would do the trick for now. As she dropped her duffle bag to the floor, she turned around to thank Keegan, only to yelp when she noticed him standing inches away from her. She hadn’t even noticed him move. She gulped and stared up at him.

“Ha…sorry..you scared me for a sec there.” She said as she nervously rubbed the back of her neck. Keegan narrowed his eyes and scanned over her with them.

“Brief is at 0800 tomorrow. I would advise you not to be late. And I would also advise you get some shut eye, you’re gonna need it.” He gave her a small smirk, and with that he turned on his heel, leaving her in her empty and cold room. She stared at the door, then quickly walked over to close it. She turned back and took in the empty room once more. She sighed quietly and made her way to the bunk, sitting on the less than comfortable mattress and slowly stripping her boots off her body. She pulled her legs up and let her body relax into the mattress. She sighed and stared up at the ceiling, her mind racing with a million different thoughts as sleep slowly took over her body.