#Millin OC

[screwzara]

MM!Keio

Angel of Night,

Fallen from grace,

Whispered utter torment,

Return to the night,

Become one with thy cold,

Home is where we are,

Home is your soul.

Keio, fallen from grace for harming mankind by neglecting her duties, was cast away from beyond this world to ensure that he would never bring more harm.

Unfortunately a certain someone found them, so now they reside in the mansion, playfully mean & perhaps just a tiny bit judgemental of everyone.

Relation Status (OC members)

Bee: Enemies

Eris: Curious, attempting to manipulate him (has several obstacles 👁️👁️✨)

Beatrice: Neutral

Sylas: ...

Luck: "Another angel, but from a world not my own. Hm"

Nohana: Neutral/Dislike

Hayati: Hate.

Felice: Dislike, curious (keep her away unless you want a dismantling attempt)

Millin: You guys like cat fights right. Right?

Tags: @boiling-potato , @imma-sue-you-becky , @chipi-chupi-chips , @hayati-gacha , @lucytsukii ,

[twistedtummies2]

Some lineart for a new OC I've been creating for Twisted Wonderland. The art, for the record, is the work of @twistedbrainrot. He may give this a full render in the future, with inking, colors, and shading, but till then, I have permission to post this linework to introduce the character. Thanks TB. You're the best. <3 Anyway...everybody? Please say hello to Edwin Milliner: my own TW-ified take on the Mad Hatter! Edwin is a student of Royal Sword Academy, unlike most of my other characters, and a childhood friend of Deuce Spade: the two grew up together in Clock Town. However, when Deuce began to go into his "punk phase," the pair drifted apart, and the fact they went to rival schools probably doesn't help much. Edwin is playful, childish, at times mischievous, zany, a little absent-minded, hyperactive, and possibly just a little deranged. However, he's generally a nice guy, and loves to make friends and feed people all the tea and sugary concoctions he can muster! (On that note, yes, he most definitely has some kinks, just like James and the Prefect.) He has a pet hare and a pet dormouse, named Gigglecup and Kettledream, respectively, and loves them very much. Edwin's Unique Magic is fittingly called "Mad Tea Party," and it allows him to affect gravity and other elements of physics around him for a certain radius. He mostly just uses it on himself to "do Mad Hatter stuff," so to speak. For example, he might use it to pour tea down his sleeves, or pull crazy things out of his hat, or stand on the ceiling while juggling forks upside-down. The greater the radius he works on, however, the more of a toll it takes on him.

[myokk]

They’re holding hands🥹💓

[chaebolheir]

vyper!!!! new commission type dropped and also this was me experimenting with expression since i always give up easyyyy. so yay. vyper milliner -> real name achilleo is a character i played in @lixiebuilds game, and then later on and off in a 1 on 1. he's my evil hecata who's to bash in some heads, is real bad at necromancy and only really cares abt making as much drug money as possible. but he treats his ghouls well. (u didnt hear me say that)

[gayest-squrrel]

My idiots being idiots

[hidefdoritos]

Exploring religion in D&D by playing a sub who was falling from his Mistress's notice as She was consumed by Her wizard studies. When he interrupted an experiment for her attention, he accidentally got zapped and transported to another dimension. He was non-religious for years of wandering thru realms trying to return to his elusive home plain. The most recent battle in my new table's campaign was a close brush with death, so he prayed for the first time and found a connection with the Changebringer.

Our party's paladin of the Lawbearer also prayed during the last battle. He was forced to make a deal with Uk'Toa to save all of us. The rest of the party doesn't know that he's now an Oathbreaker. He's haunted by nightmares as Uk'Toa attempts to force him to tap into His powers.

Anyway, my guy started grilling everyone else about religion. The paladin said he could teach me to pray. In-game, we all went to bed, and said paladin had another nightmare, with only the barest thread of connection to the Lawbearer to sustain him.

So next session, we've agreed that my guy is gonna take the Oathbreaker up on his prayer lessons, and that'll be fun to roleplay his attempt to act normal.

I need to workshop how Mhatthew (my guy) is gonna comfort Charlie, as Mhatthew broadens his relationship to the Changebringer, and Charlie fumbles for his last remaining thread.

Mhatthew sees Charlie, and he recognizes that looks. He's seen it in his own reflection. So Mhatthew's gonna reach out and settle a hand over yours.

"At home, we have no gods. But this is still familiar to me--my Mistress commands a similar devotion. And I know what it's like to behave your best, and be on your knees, and still be...ignored. She was always so busy, always consumed with things beyond my comprehension. And to sit at her feet with my heart in my hands, begging for scraps--a moment of attention--and to find she'd...forgotten me....

"Anyway. I know it isn't the same. This is outside yourself, and bigger, and different. But...maybe the gods are a bit like that too."

[Let Charlie speak and insert his bit of worldbuilding/character development.]

Mhatthew squeezes your hand. "I think you are good. You're doing your best. I see how you act, and treat everyone, and--I'm proud of you for making it this far. And you're good. Whether She is there to tell you, or not."

[spiderwebbd]

OCs to doodle, you say?

I have a few! (You can choose which one you draw you don’t need to draw all of them)

I think Teatime and my oc would get along well

[relleytrots]

PRIDE ASKS: FOR ORPHEUS NADIA AND SORCHA

1 + 2 + 3

GENDER

Orpheus is... mostly cis male. He's given some thought to the Potion of Trans Your Gender, of course, but it's something he'd want to play around with for a weekend, not commit to long term. But the performance of cis masculinity? Not really. He's goth. Guyliner and fancy fabrics aren't really peak str8 boi behaviour.

Nadia is mostly cis female. Since she mussed her hair up she can pass for a teenage boy, with a binder and a big leather jacket, but it's not a thing, it's just something she can do when she wants to be incognito.

Sorcha is girl-adjacent. She/they. Her gender is "goblin." She likes being a freaky little scrawny baldie thing hovering on the edge of the whole mess, but she doesn't actively identify as any sort of boy.

ORIENTATION

They're all bisexual.

Call it the benefit of a decadent upbringing. Call it simple common sense for Kindred - you can't go hungry because of gay panic or "no homo." Call it the dirty secret of the Giovanni family: like every claim to propriety they stake, their "traditional values" are only skin deep.

That said, there are distinctions.

Orpheus is... weird about women. Head full of his family's bullshit, then decades of situational trauma from his "if my wife doesn't get two orgasms a night every night you're a dead man" situation. He's much more chill in relationships with men.

Nadia was closeted for most of her mortal life. Probably in deep denial until she got a good look at Jenni and realised that spooky girls are pretty girls. Wasn't that long afterwards that she realised that included her. And then she... proceeded to not do anything with this intelligence for ages, because she was being good. Now that she's been Embraced, she has room to... stretch.

DISCOVERY

Orpheus has been casually interested in guys for a long time, but he was always the third wheel in Driftback (Paul and Carlos shared one semi-legal grotty bedroom in the Alexandria, he had the other). Post-Embrace he was hardwired into compulsory heterosexuality, but he was on very good terms with his Sabbat contact Tremolo for... some reason. Chez was the first to actually drag him into a meaningful relationship, get him to do more than just flirt.

Nadia discovered her bisexuality at the point of a loaded Tremere. It was... an exploitable weakness, and she felt terribly betrayed when it turned out Jenni was only interested in her grimoires. (This isn't strictly true: Jenni did fancy Nadia, probably still does, but exploiting the people she cares about is kind of her defining character flaw.)

Sorcha figured herself out at school. She'd always had close girl friends, and been told off at her Italian primary for kissing them; in her Scottish secondary she gravitated to the other deep cover queer kids and, y'know, she's from the "read theory" generation, she learned a good chunk of her English from AO3, she figured out what turned her on from The Internet.

[m-blackwell-and-associates]

A bastard's bastard. pt 2

Lillian looked at the hair in her hands. Four days after the incident and her body had stopped withering. Not quite a walking corpse, but certainly nothing that would walk in public and not cause notice. Her hair, her beautiful dark auburn hair, had continued to wither away until it became brittle and thin. Now it was the hair of an old woman standing on the edge of her grave. The nuns at school had alternately praised her for her luck and admonished her not to give into the vanity that was the sin of all women. If they could see her now, holding handfuls of faded dried up weeds.  

A knock at the door made her cry out in alarm, "No! Don't come in!" She didn't want to see anyone until she could come to terms with what she was. But someone entered anyway.

"Mother," Lillia whispered, suddenly wishing to cry. Instead, she covered her drawn and sunken face behind knobby hands. "Don't look at me!"

Catherine Rosselini came to her daughter with soothing sounds of comfort. "Oh sweetheart, don't hide from me. You're as beautiful now as you were when you were born."

Lillian choked on her mother’s good humor and obvious lie. "Newborns are ugly."

"Not to their mothers." Catherine laughed, not hesitating to put her arms around her daughter, holding the cold and stiff body tight. Desperately needing the comfort, Lillian returned the embrace still feeling tears that wouldn't fall.  Could she still cry in this state, or would she always feel stuck not being able to purge what was in her heart?

"What do I do now?" she whispered into her mother’s shoulder, only just now realizing she was dressed for a formal evening. Count Rossellini was hosting his own descendants tonight at the family gathering, an invitation that Catherine had coveted more than anything, finally getting to mingle with the greatest of her relations.  Lillian backed away hastily, less her changed countenance somehow stain the dress.  She felt filthy in this condition, still smelling the canal water that had flooded that pit and wondered if, like her missing tears, if she’d ever feel clean again.

"You put on the dress I brought you and you hold your head up high and you remind everyone that you have been triply blessed this year. And when that poor excuse of a father of yours hosts the Milliners at the end of the week as the youngest family, you'll attend that one too and remind every one of those ignorant Yankees exactly what you bring to the table."

"Why'd you do it?"

"Do what, honey?"

"Sleep with dad if you hate him so much?"

Catherine looked thoughtful, smoothing back the thin scant wisps of hair that still graced Lillian’s head. "Because it was the price of my independence, darling. And besides, it brought me you and your little brothers and I didn't have to chain myself to some fat lugard of a man for the rest of my life. You," she kissed Lillian's cheek. "Were entirely worth putting up with that dithering ass. And this," she kissed Lillian's other cheek. "Has made every insult worth it. My precious daughter given the Kiss just hours after the Milliners were formally included in the family. By one of the elders no less. It is very possible you are closer in blood to Uncle Ambrogino than you are to your father!"

The way her mother laughed, it was clearly the crow of triumph.  It was apparently a mark of status to have a close family be….whatever she was now.  Whatever status Catherine had gained by having Old Man Milliner’s bastards had somehow increased by her literal falling in with Mathias. 

"How...how did you know to send me there? To the well? How did you know there'd be family there?"  Lillian tried to forget the screams of the people they pushed in - Frances’ wife and all his descendants, by blood or by marriage, that had refused to bend a knee to the horror that was the Giovanni.  It was Frances’ proof of loyalty, that everyone walking would be bound, one way or another, to the family business.  She had already heard the servants gossiping on the haggling being done over the newly widowed and who would take them of Frances’ hands.

Again that thoughtful look as if Catherine was considering the events and if the story could be told. "My uncle married outside of the family. She was an only child, an heiress to use the old fashion term, so it was permitted.  There wouldn't be anyone to challenge the inheritance or any of her own family she could run to if she....discovered any of the family business. It was eventually discovered she had been having an affair. He couldn't divorce her and risk losing any of the estate, or her taking the one child he knew for sure was his, so he demanded that Count Rossellini do something. And so he did. My uncle's wife, her lover, and their children were all pushed into the well. We were all brought to watch as a reminder that one doesn't betray the family."

It was said so casually that Lillian felt colder than she had been, staring at her mother in something akin to shock.  “And…and no one thought her death suspicious?”

“It's easy to fake a drowning death in Venice, my dear.  What was left of the bodies showed up in the lagoon eventually.  A boat accident was to blame.”

"Did you...expect this to happen to me?"  Lillian pressed withered hands to her sunken cheeks.

"Absolutely not! Nothing from that pit has ever created a childe, not by any family story I've ever heard. I sent you to follow our cousins because I wanted you to know that there were resources here that you could make use of. If you needed them."

[fatal-allegiance]

She's been through a few different Looks over the years. Sluggy won't thank me for reposting Old Art yet again, but a) any excuse for the oc/canon ship and b) Jenni's tall, slim and pale but still recognisably Chinese and I think this one nails her vibe the best?

[screwzara]

Remember this dress?

Yeah soooooo

Milkshake Mansion belongs to @boiling-potato

Moonlight University belongs to @hayati-gacha

Lin, Millin & Lumi belong to me

My first time drawing something more revealing -u-' its very simplified cuz idk what I'm doing

Here's the aftermath lmao

OG!Lin

Millin

Lumi

[nanabell1004]

TWST OC Challenge

saw oomf do it so lemme just toss this on here too

[chaebolheir]

I like these limited color sketches...

vyper contemplating..... gonna finish this sometime and add some BLOOD

[gayest-squrrel]

Edits of my pippins :))

So tiny....

[mimble-sparklepudding]

Incomprehensibly Further Anagram Ridiculousness…

It's a miserable day over here, so it's clearly time for another installment of the utterly absurd series for which literally nobody asked!

A certain very important OC over at @spotofmummery is the handsome Tad Kouris. What can the wisdom of anagrams tell us about his character and destiny? Well apparently he will be wearing A Dork Suit, which seems unlikely for a member of such a satorially sensible family. Although maybe it would be suitable for his future career as a children's entertainer on A Kids' Tour?

On a more serious note, he is clearly suited for a role as The Warrior Of Light - for his names tells us that I Oust Dark - but let's pretend we didn't see I Soak Turd, as it's not at all nice.

Hemlocke Reines over at @avampyone is a striking and saturnine figure. However he still knows how to have fun, and may even let you catch a glimpse of his Cheekier Melons. Or perhaps he may be in disguise as his alter ego Señor Mike Leech, most likely plotting to take advantage of fossil fuels, since he is a Keen Oil Schemer...

Aurelle Silmontier of @orime-stories is utterly determined to make hats and nobody can stop her, for she is A Resolute Milliner. Otherwise she will gladly draw your attention to the existence of tough and wet-nosed primates - Lo! A Resilient Lemur! And if you're unsure how to judge the difference between a lemur and a monkey, well Urine A Lot Smellier is one way of telling.

The darkly beautiful and dangerous Lady Vahalia Cress of @vahalia-cress is not somebody who you would want to risk offending, for once she Chases A Rival, they are not long for this world. Not that she chases them herself, being a Lady - she Has Cavaliers for that sort of thing. Seeing her in her full splendour might give one A Lavish Scare, but don't, whatever you do, call her a Saliva Chaser... it won't end well for you.

If you plan to invite Severia Zetsuen of @otherworldseekers to an event then make sure the place is big enough for her liking, for she is definitely one to Rate Venue Size. If she is really disatisfied then you may observe her experiencing A Seizures Event, which sounds quite uncomfortable. If she's really upset then don't be surprised if she Razes Venue Site entirely and leaves at once for Zestier Avenues...

OK I will cease my silliness now! Apologies for the nonsense!

[golcorneta]

Some chilean brainrot moments as our ocs in the LA chronicle, I'll be posting this kind of stuff until the hiatus ends

Translation into Englsih with slurs included:

Milliner: Don't wanna act like a mole, but Chinatown kinda stinks nowdays as marihuana and that fggot Collins got new phone and no job???????? Be aware neighbors

Haorán: They say he got arrested bc of traffiking in the clinique.... Im shocked Didnt kno he was medic

Noctis: neigborg.... When....will you.... give back.... my shovel.... old-asshole.... m gretings

Zygaena: The hood fucked up. Gotta leave... delinquents will come... dont say i didnt warn you

Donnie: new phone? he must be selling drugs

2. Translation into English the most fidedign way:

Haorán: THIS WEEKEND BC OF HOLYWEEK DONT SMOK WEED

Haorán: Wanna get into pasta base [cocaine residual substance]

Donnie: You r really fucked up of your mind Haorán

Allan: I sell that

Characters:

Haorán: @damasc-x

Donnie: @mareteart

Noctis: @camo-art

ST: @alkanette