#OC; Vulture

[n3onwraith]

Doodle dump over the past two weeks or so except I'm half sure I've posted most of these already, and art block is teaming up with my brain to fuck me over lol

The second picture is my OC Arche, who I'll talk about later, and I need to find some stupid matching family shirts for her adopted adult children. (I'll make a post on them all later I love them so much!!)

In order is Graves and the matching Arche, a random medic concept I'm working on, two of Magpie, a Samuel ref, a Laika ref, and a Ghost doodle I did scrapbook style (ish) before the brainrot took hold.

None of the OCs live in the same universe, so I'm tempted to doodle a stupid crossover eventually. Anywayssss!!

Anywaysss CoD brainrot took over after the second OC, and now here we are!! Still need to learn how to draw the characters, but I'm glad Graves, Keegan and Ghost are relatively easy!!! (This is missing a Keegan and Easy doodle, but it's fine because I may be cringe, but I'm also nervous as hell.)

[renumuro]

[scandalous-dirtcup]

Bearded Vulture drawing I did last year but forgor uhhh yahoo!

(On another note, thank you all for the kind words and support on my last post! I’m always a bit nervous about posting my art online and I’m very new to tumblr but so far the art community has been so sweet! Anyway, I’ll post more plierhead soon haha)

[ask-the-pioneer]

"Shit... One, come look at this" a red, masked scavenger points towards the main gate. The Chieftain has returned, and she comes bearing gifts – the abundance of food, and momentary respite from these damned flying skewer machines. Corpses of two king vultures are thrown to the ground, they will feed the Metropolis tribe for a couple of cycles.

One squints their eyes and shakes their head. "Unbelievable. You'd think she would slow down after a decade of reign. You know, Four joked the other day that every time she goes out hunting, they hope that a vulture stabs her to death. For good. I understand their frustration. We're not getting any younger..." This hits a nerve. Three's frills fan out on its back. "You think she does that to send a message? To keep us in line?" they let a rushed whisper out of their knotted throat.

One leans onto a spear, lowering their own voice. "I hardly know what goes through that diseased mind of hers. One cycle she claims to «not give a fuck», the next – she kills vultures, clears our trading routes, brings food. If we are to take her place, something needs to happen first. An opportunity. We have the skills now, we are just waiting for the Chieftain to make a mistake".

Three scoffs. "Ha... I envy your confidence, One. The Beast casually drags over two vulture corpses, and yet still you claim that bringing her down is a matter of time. I'm tired of waiting. Imagine challenging her now, it's a fight to the death even if all four of us did it. Say, this cycle is coming to a close, let's just stab her when she sleeps?" the red scavenger chuckles as they make a repeating stabbing gesture.

One turns their head, squinting annoyingly at their friend. "Three, I know you are the hot-headed one. Keep your emotions in check. Have patience. We have invested so much time into this, we can't screw it up now..."

The black scavenger gets up slowly, takes off their mask, and starts heading towards a shelter. "After hibernation, we're going out for an extended patrol. We'll be collecting tributes around the garbage areas. I want to talk to all of you about our future plans, too. Don't be late."

[sapphiel]

Pride month buggos altogether~

[viperra1]

THEY TOOK BOONE.

The floor of his room in Lucky 38 was littered with bolts and screws, just waiting to be fixed into something more tangible. The Courier furrowed his brow, distracted by the frantic noises from the hall. Again. He had to hop through the trash to get to his door. "Hey, y'all, quick question – can a man have some fucking silence in his own damn house?" The noises stopped. Veronica looked at him, eyes wide and gaping from some sort of a mix between panic, pain and worry. "Six..." Ah. His guts felt like they were put in cold Siberian water. "No. Where's Boone? You were with him." The Courier paused, heartbeat quickening. He did not breathe. "He's still at McCarran?" Veronica could not utter another word. "Six..." The other people in the hall were quiet, standing around the corners, just... watching. Waiting, maybe. He did not know, and neither did he care. Finally, Gannon took the lead, laying a hand on devastated Veronica. He took a quick look at the back of her head. Injury? "McCarran was attacked by the Legion soldiers, Six. They... took captives. A captive." "...I see." Even though his palm now turned hot and sweaty, was still holding the door handle. He stood still, looking at every single person in this room – the people who's gone to battle with him, who took care of him, took care of each other and of the people that they all were oh, so tirelessly trying to save, day after day after day. The rage that he felt got nothing to do with them. He already has the crimson red look, so, well. With the level of burning, scorching, bloodlust rage he felt, this famous God damned Bull might as well be him right now. "Okay," he took a deep breath, exhale long and shuddering with anger. "Right... Get ready, folks. We're going to fucking war." He turned to Veronica, then. "You did good." If his smile was more murderous than thankful, well. His people would not hold a grudge.

details and grayscale!! i'm really proud of this piece :)

hewwo!! if any of you got to the end of the post – i am writing a fic with this courier oc x boone!! let me know if you'd be interested in reading it 🥺 i'm still too easily discouraged when in comes to writing, so support will be MUCH appreciated!!!!

[mifflebat]

“ escape “

funny comic featuring @emthimofnight ‘s void + my thoughts on his terrible little brain he’s so bad guys it’s wonderful

[personostient]

A Vulture named Crow

[odetoscavengers]

thinking about the type of stuff my fursona would have to wear in the lab. ppe doesn't seem to be made to fit bird's skulls surprisingly. i have more thoughts but its late and im lazy.

[rizdoodls]

The twin vultures (part 3)

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[The vultures from Snow White are always presented as a pair they are never separated.]

Charlie was Pépito's twin vulture.

He died from a "fatal fall" when he was only 4 years old. Even though this incident happened a long time ago and Pépito has had time to grieve, she still misses him sometimes. She occasionally thinks about the life they could have had if he were still alive...

[breadly-art]

It's just a meme! No insults, just a funny joke 💕

And now you have a little more idea about my Vulture OC - Leta 🦅 She's quite sharp-tongued, but that's just her communication style.

[loverofpiggies]

On stream we finished up the Winter King chapter, but also did lots of fun sketches of The Vulture characters <3

The WK comic will update tomorrow I think, until then please enjoy my Ocs. <3 This is pretty much the whole dynamic in the story.

ENJOY!

[renumuro]

Bats or birds?

[kaisumisucreations]

Miros vulture, but with a different take

[ask-the-pioneer]

*suddenly, a king vulture appears*

"You have got to be fucking kidding me..."

"Run! RUN!!" Marbles screams at the two scavs behind her as she deflects the spears with a concussive blast. She quickly spits out a hastily made grenade, and throws it at the flying menace, trying to stun it. The explosive blows up in vulture's face, knocking it to the ground.

The trick works, and all three goobers manage to escape the sticky situation unscathed…

[ladylyra]

grim reaper birds