#OC: Anara

[rowanisawriter]

She reaches her hand back into the machine and pulls out a loose gear, the edges slick with oil, and turns it this way and that in the meager light provided by a few burning candles on his desk.

“Not quite as satisfying as a real heart,” she says.

He reaches around her body and presses his palm flat against her chest, over her heart.

“What does yours look like, I wonder?” he whispers, his voice touching her neck like a physical thing. “Is it made of metal, no more alive than the tool in your hand? Is it no more a heart than the gear you hold? Am I the only one here feeling anything at all?”

thank you to the beautiful and talented @ree-duh for capturing this scene from see through, i’ve been looking at it literally for hours lol 😍🤩 the outfits the expressions ough!!!

[skyrim-forever]

WIP Wednesday

Happy WIP Wednesday everyone, thank you @mareenavee @lucien-lachance @thequeenofthewinter and @dirty-bosmer for tagging me :)

I'm tagging @throughtrialbyfire @orfeoarte @kookaburra1701 @ladytanithia and @your-talos-is-problematic

I'm excited to share this little idea I had about Martin and HoK

The sun hung low in the sky as they sat on the bench, the tree above them casting a long shadow. She saw his hand shake as he began to speak, her eyes darting from it to his. “You know I am a pious man; I do not tempt easily.” 

Tempt. The word caught in her throat, she had not meant to tempt him. That was the very last thing she would ever want to do to him. His lips curve upwards and he reaches over to his side, taking her hand in his. 

“My Anara, I know you did not mean to” he seemly reads her mind. “And yet here I find myself, ready to forsake my vows just to hear you say my name.”

“Martin”

[redrumrose]

Danse Macabre

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Felt like making something extra spooky ^^

[drpcreates]

Got so caught up in my dnd brainworms that I almost didn't do anything for Mermay. Continuing what I did last and reimagining some of my OCs are mermaids. This week, I drew one of my human OCs, Anara with some fish.

[thelearnedsoldiertoo]

Art of my babygirl Anara coming out of the shower to drop a would-be assassin, by the always impeccable @cadhla182! (NSFW Here!) Thanks so much!!!

[alexanderdragonborn]

Taliesin* coughs*: Any chance you know when we'll head back to Skyrim? I enjoyed the warmth but I rather breathe.

Xelzaz *sore from battle*: That's up to Anara, really. But she needs time to grieve again.

Taliesin: Grieve? What do you mean? What happened?

Xelzaz: Right... I forgot it was just the two of us that went. Well, Anara thought her sister was dead, but it turns out she was alive this whole time. She blamed Anara for everything. She tried to gaslight her and manipulate her into not killing her. Anara blamed herself all these years just to end up killing her to save Neloth... I never saw her that vulnerable. When she cried and fell to her knees, it looked like some magic force exploded from her.

Taliesin: I...see. Must have been a tough battle considering you're sore.

Xelzaz: Well, yes, that did make me sore, but it was mainly the force from whatever magic Anara did. I flew and landed on my back in the ground. I tried to reassure her that it wasn't her fault, but I don't think she heard me.

Taliesin:...where is she?

Xelzaz: She's by the boats. She wants to be left alone, but frankly, I'm worried about her. We all are.

Taliesin: *gets up* by the water. Why the water?

Xelzaz: Taliesin.

Taliesin: No, I'm not going to-

Xelzaz: I was going to say make sure she eats. Here, Venison Stew is her favorite. She hasn't eaten all day.

Taliesin:..Sure. I'll return shortly. *leaves*

Xelzaz: *chuckles* I knew he had a soft spot for her.

[terrovaniadorm]

"But he gave her, stealthily, the honey-sweet berry of the pomegranate to eat, peering around him. He did not want her to stay for all time over there, at the side of her honorable mother, the one with the dark robe."

-Homeric Hymn to Demeter, translated by Gregory Nagy

[fumikomiyasaki]

🔮 Any pairs you're in the mood for :)c

Fantasy Au

Waking up a bit dazed as the moon was full set Aiden cursed it under his name... each time the moon was prominent like this he was like a feral animal without control... a wolf roaming around... the curse fully taking care of him as he was tied up in this cell to not cause too much trouble... yet shortly after he transformed back and was freed of his magical shackles... he went to the mirror of the room and broke it... the sound waking up a certain witch that was sleeping upstairs..

"Aiden, are you... what happened?"

"Its been the 50th time since then... since I was cursed... and we still haven't gotten closer to a cure."

They noticed his voice shaken up, his hand hurt from what he just did, bleeding down as his one blind eye not even noticed where they stood.

"You are in control now right, come with me."

He followed them up the stairs on the little magic potion room... sitting down on their bed getting treated with hit wounds however one thing laying on the table made him growl in annoyance.

"Whats wrong?"

" 'He' was here again, right?"

Keres sighed and looked slightly red before avoiding eyes as Aiden suddenly held their wrist closer on instinct.

"You are the only thing I still have... the only one I still trust and am myself around... I don't want to lose you cause some random knight suddenly appears and just wants to fool you anyways to arrest you. The next time I see him-"

"Its not like that... he wouldn't be interested in me anyways, and you as well deserved somone better than me-"

As they said that, the wolfman suddenly pressed them down onto the bed they sat on, under him, getting them even more red looking up at him.

"Don't say that... no matter what happens... even if I lose this curse... I will always be at your side... I promise it... after all you were the only one who cared about me when I was on the ground..."

They looked away from him not being able to answer... but then just put a hand on his head, stroking his ears.

"We will get this curse away from you, no matter what, I promise that at least."

A small smile appeared as his tail wagged. Leaning back so they could finish treating his hand as he after pulled them close to a hug.

"Can we... stay like this at least for a while?"

"Of course."

Serving the nightwing family meant also being present at important events for the noble house... yet Rubina kept her role well, letting others assume she was one of Flynns men to protect him and wearing her fancy suit not letting anyone know her true identity.. however eventually Flynn stopped by the whisper something in her ear.

"You see that noblewoman there, would you mind dancing with her so she is distracted? Its important cause she might interfere with one of my deals, Would you be so kind Ruby?"

"Fine... I can handle it."

Slowly she walked up to the person Flynn pointed to, a young red haired woman in a long fancy dress, chatting with a Blue haired count over some food as Rubina held out her hand to her as an offering.

"Milady, may I have this dance?~"

"Of course Sir."

She couldn't blame her, her disguise was pretty perfect among the crowd... nobody could have assumed who she truely was... that she was almost as high of a status as many others... The Woman chatted over the dance with her... introduced herself as Anara working for count Shroud... the two of them looked at another as Rubina somewhat got distracted from watching out for Flynn as well as suddenly. A loud gasping was heard throughout the room.

"ASSASSIN!"

A hooded figure ran as a figure near Count shroud laid dead on the ground but Flynn spoke up to calm the crowd.

"No need to worry. Its an unfortunate circumstance but look at the mans hand."

And this is where most of the crowd noticed... the dead man had a knife in his hand as well... he too wanted to assasinate the count but was killed before he could do so himself.

Anara suddenly rushed off as Rubina followed her... somewhat in worry about what just happened.

"Why... if I wouldn't have been distracted I."

"Its all good... my master has seen what would happen and stopped it."

"Huh?"

Rubina kneeled down to Anara and took off her mask to show her eyes.

"You are a woman?"

"I can't tell you much about me but... Count Nightwing saved my life before.... getting me out of a terrible situation... and I feel similarly he wanted to save count Shroud... hence he asked me to keep you safe and distract you."

"I see.... so that was his plan."

Rubina offered her hand as Anara got up from the ground. She wanted to walk away to get back to her duty but got stopped by the Noblewoman.

"I still enjoyed our dance... if you ever need something or want a dance again, I would be happy about it."

Rubinas face turned red as she nodded. "I would gladly take that offer in the future."

Curiously the Mage lured in the towns library again, browsing some books looking around however she lightly dragged her leg behind her, hiding it under her coat.. something about her seemed less positive as usual, as she walked around the shelfs and the local scholar who often spend time with her helping her goals noticed as well... Gaius stood up from his table and as she took a book our he leaned up behind her to look at her face, getting her suddenly flustered and cling onto the book.

"H-hey Gaius... did you need something?"

"You hurt yourself again didn't you."

A sigh escaped her as she looked back at him.

"I couldn't help it... the people were in trouble and you know me."

"You could have asked me to come with you... or anyone else in the village... we know how hard you work but think a little. How can you help people when you are injured all the time... come with me."

She sighed and followed into the back to his chambers... still clinging a little to the skirt of her mage coat worried about showing what troubles she had... but as he asked her to sit down she hesitantly pulled it up and showed off her legs, covered in burns and animal scratches.

"You can be glad you still kept our leg..."

"Its fine I healed it really, you don't have to-"

As he leaned his hand on it she hissed in pain a little as he leaned closer to look at her eyes.

"Please. Don't try to cover it up... let me handle it."

"I just... don't want to make you more trouble."

"But you are by going off alone like this... think about the people who care about you... to many in this village you are an inspiration, to me an apprentice I wanna be proud of and.... I couldn't handle losing you."

"Gaius..."

She looked at him still quite red feeling him finish his healing spell and take her hand.

"Please rest and stay here for the day... I can still give you books to learn some spells but you need to recover."

"A-alright... if its important to you."

He gave her a small smile and was about to stand up and go but she suddenly tugged his hand... looking up at him.

"But... one day... I wanna be more than just your apprentice... I want to prove I am worthy a woman for you to be at your side... as an equal and as a partner."

A small chuckle left him as he leaned down, surprising her with a small kiss on her lips...

"You are already worthy enough to be someone I feel affection too, just stay alive and don't overdo it, then you will grow to that in no time."

Determined she looked up at him, still red and happy from the kiss.

"Then I will try not to dissapoint you."

[thesilllybilly]

Another art dump, but this time it’s Wanda’s husband Derrick!

There’s not that much than there was of Wanda. Also, bonus of their daughter Tiana! And before anyone says anything, neither Derrick or his family are human (I’ll say when they actually are human)

[mjart12699]

Drew more of my ocs! Along with Muriel. Put them under the cut since one of the sketches is non-sexual nudity, also warning for pregnancy bodies once again, I’ve been practicing

Writing up above is a translation of their names!

Muriel: Origin-Irish “sparkling or shining sea”

Maera: Origin-Latin “marvelous woman, mother, daughter of atlas”

Sawyer: Origin-English “woodcutter”

Anara: Origin- Hindi/Persian “pomegranate flower”

Im really getting the hang of drawing my characters in my style as well as others! I’m really happy with how the sketch of Muriel with Anara at the bottom left turned out compared to the colored sketch of everyone together.

[writernopal]

OC Smash or Pass

Well, well, this one finally came around to me haha I was tagged by @noblebs here! Thanks so much!

Rules: pretty self explanatory. include physical descriptions or pics, and propaganda. the “other” label can be used for “sexuality misalignment” (ie: oc is femme and you’re gay, vice versa or you aren’t into smashing but a specific thing you wanna do with them like perhaps hug or study them under a microscope idc)

Fay Anara

Left art by https://twitter.com/KLSteeleArt Right art by @illjustpretend

Quick Facts

Height: 6ft

Age: 35

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her (but expects to be addressed as "Sir")

Sexuality: Bi

Pros

Top. Always, no questions asked. (Unless you're Wilkes then she'll bottom if she's feeling generous lol)

Likes a pretty face.

Spontaneous! She likes to just pick up and go so you'll always be on your toes.

Likes to stargaze, especially on the deck of her ship.

If she trusts you, she becomes very soft and pouty.

She gets cold super easily so if you offer cuddles, esp in the morning, you won't be able to get rid of her.

Cons

She'd more likely use you to her own ends rather than involve herself with you romantically. Will not hesitate to use you as her fall guy or throw you under the bus to save herself.

Commitment phobe. If she even gets a WHIFF of you wanting a long term thing with her, she's out.

Is extremely violent. Seriously, she will bite you and not in a nice way.

Power hungry. She will expect to get her way at all times.

Has extensive trauma that she refuses to deal with and will fall into destructive habits.

Temperamental and combative. Her love language is getting into arguments/shouting matches.

Tagging (gently): @outpost51 @sparatus @elshells @tabswrites @captain-kraken @sarahlizziewrites and anyone else who'd like to do this! (also anyone tagged doesn't have to do it if you're uncomfortable offering up your OCs for something like this 💙)

[rowanisawriter]

wip wednesday

durge x wyll drama…

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“In your past life, you must have been a fierce warrior,” Wyll finally says, staring down at his shoes. “You fight like a veteran. It's very impressive.”

“You fight well too,” she says.

He smiles a little at the compliment. Even with the holes in her head, she can appreciate his light and practiced footwork, how he stood with his rapier held up confidently, the way he’s still clean now despite cutting down as many goblins as she had.

“It comes with the territory. Monster hunter,” he adds.

A shiver runs down her spine. She can feel his eyes on her, both the good eye and the bad. She tries to look inconspicuous and brings his handkerchief to her face again for another wipe, covering her mouth for a moment.

“Monster hunter,” she repeats. “Have you ever hunted something that didn’t know it was a monster?”

He slows to a stop. She stops a little after, looking back at him, his youthful face, the deep scars that cut his cheek.

“Can’t say that I have,” he says after a beat. He's giving her question serious thought. The careful attention sends another shiver through her. “A monster is usually aware of what it is.”

She remains still, keeping her face purposefully blank. Sun dappled, cheeks warm from the fight and from his attentiveness, Anara feels the sudden need to hide.

He walks past her. With his back turned, she balls her hands into fists at her side, the folds of his handkerchief pressing into her palm, the blood soaking into her skin.

EDIT: read the rest here

[nightmarecity]

look at meh new oc :3! i wanted to have a different species of character so meet Anara ( >w<;)7

[redrumrose]

Just a bunch of casual outfits, duds, and threads ^^

I had a bunch more but eh, maybe I'll post them later.

[drpcreates]

As promised, here's December's bday drawing! I played with the composition of this one a ton but I knew I wanted to draw a snow day. I'm very upset that I didn't give anyone a hat and scarf with pom-poms, what a missed opportunity! Anyway, this one compared to January's is crazy, I'm very pleased with myself finishing this little project.

[thelearnedsoldiertoo]

Commander Anara Len

Longtime followers of this blog are probably familiar with Anara Len--she was my pfp for a very long time, and I've commissioned(and posted) probably more art of anyone else in my roster.

Well here she is at the end of her journey--the War is nearly over, her arc is nearly concluded, and she is, for almost the first time in her life, really and truly happy.

Thank you so much @eileenwdj for this fantastic piece of art! You did an amazing job(as always) and I would be delighted to commission you again!

For those in the know, this piece is actually a mirror image of leen's earlier art of Anara when she worked for the Empire;

The difference is, unfortunately for dear 'Nara, night and day. She's much better-off now, at least!