#aces is one of my oldest ocs

[new-eyes-extra-colors]

FNV courier asks: 1, 3, 7, 10, 12, 21, and 42

Tysm for the ask! For my courier, Aces:

which faction did they side with (NCR, legion, yes-man, or house)?

They joined Yes Man. Initially they were uncomfortable working with him because of his association with Benny, but they got over that pretty quickly--not least because in their opinion, their other options were much worse.

3. melee, guns, energy weapons, or unarmed?

A combination of melee and guns--they use Lucky (a revolver) for distance and Gehenna (a shiskebab) for close combat. They can fight unarmed, but prefer not to. They adjust their fighting style depending on which companions they're with, for example keeping distance so as not to get in Veronica's way, or moving in close to keep enemies focused on them and away from Arcade.

7. favorite companions? least favorite companions?

Their favorites are Veronica, who they fuss over and treat like a little sister, and Arcade, who they consider their best friend. They think ED-E is the cutest little thing in the whole Mojave. They're close with Lily and Boone as well, although they take some time to warm up to the latter, the two of them wind up very good friends.

(They're friends with Raul and Cass too--those two are just kinda difficult to get in-game so I haven't spent a bunch of time with them and am not 100% sure about how Aces feels about them in comparison to the others.)

10. where were they born/raised? when/why did they leave?

Aces was born in Oklahoma before moving west, though in their case it was because they got a job as a courier, which is something they've been doing for a while. Their family raised horses.

After being shot, they don't remember this, but they do retain their skill with animals.

12. how did the bullet affect them?

Badly. They have almost no memory of their life before it, and can't remember their name. Doc Mitchell calls them "Ace" because of the ace of hearts card tucked into their hat band, and it just kind of sticks. They're blind in their right eye and have scars across the right side of their face, and because they're self-conscious of their looks, they style their hair and wear a bandanna to cover the worst of the damage.

21. what do they look like? how tall are they? are they attractive? any piercings, tattoos, scars?

Have a little doodle!

They're 6'5", muscular, and somewhat top-heavy. As mentioned, they have facial scarring from the bullet, but that's the worst injury they've sustained in their life. They have a number of minor scars and scrapes from working with horses, as a courier, and travelling, but nothing noteworthy. They keep their hair long until after Old World Blues, where it's shaved and they decide to keep it that way. By that point, they're starting to go grey.

They love wearing bright colors and dressing up when they go out on the Strip. Particularly, they like floral patterns and embroidery. They're charismatic and a little vain, and can be very showy in mannerism and appearance.

42. name a random fact about your courier.

This is sort of a meta fact I guess, but when I first played FNV I was also reading Stephen King's The Dark Tower novels, and I based Ace's initial appearance on a character in that series named Susannah Dean. I think the name on my first save was "Suze," even.

[daenysthedreamer101]

Daughter of Steel and Bronze ~ HOTD

Ch 11 - The comforts of home

HOTD x Targaryen!OC, Targaryen!OC x Harwin Strong

Warnings: This chapter includes physical violence, attempted SA, sl*t shaming, threats of SA, cursing, and descriptions of the inflicted wounds; but I swear the first half is cute 😭

HOTD masterlist

"In 114 AC, Princess Rhaenyra started her royal tour with the goal of finding a potential husband. She first toured the Crownlands and the Reach. She then visited the Westerlands and the Riverlands. Her next stop would be the Stormlands and after that, the Vale.

During that time, her cousin, Princess Daena, returned to her birthplace of Runestone. She was joined by Ser Harwin Strong, her new personal guard, and his sisters, Hanna and Joy who were the Princess's maids.

In the Princess's entourage was also her grandmother, Lady Rowena Redfort, a famed beauty throughout the Vale, during her youth. But beauty was not the only asset she possessed - a sharp tongue and a quick mind is also something she passed on to her daughter and granddaughter."

(Fire & Blood, Being a History of the Targaryen Kings of Westeros, by Archmaester Gyldayn)

~

On a peninsula east of the Eyrie, north of the Bay of Crabs and Gulltown, lies the castle of Runestone - the seat of House Royce. They were a proud and noble house and one of the oldest and most powerful families in the Vale of Arryn. 

The current ruler of Runestone was Lady Rhea Royce, daughter of the late Lord Yorbert Royce and Lady Rowena Redfort, wife of Prince Daemon Targaryen, and mother to Princess Daena. 

In her entourage were her ladies-in-waiting, Joy and Hanna, her grandmother, Lady Rowena, and her sworn protector, Ser Harwin. She was very excited to show the Vale to the Strong siblings, seeing they were from the Riverlands. 

~

114 AC, Runestone

Harwin watched in amazement as they neared the castle of Runestone. It was situated on the western shore of the Narrow Sea, was seated on the cliffside, and hills surrounded it. It was nowhere near as big as Harenhall but it was still a large, well-made keep.

It was a bright, sunny day, though it was also pretty windy. The castle gates were open and he could see the Royce banners flapping in the wind. The guards at the entrance let them in and they entered the outer courtyard. 

He was on his horse while the Princess, her grandmother, and his sisters were in the carriage. He saw someone who could only be Lady Rhea standing in the middle of the yard - she was a comely woman with dark, curly hair that was cut short. She was wearing the famous bronze armor of House Royce and riding breeches. Her brown eyes bore into his blue ones, almost like she was sizing him up. She moved toward him once he got off his horse.

"You must be Ser Harwin. Be welcome." She greeted politely.

"I am. Thank you for your hospitality and for hosting me and my sisters."

"Of course. I have heard so much about you and your sisters. I know how fond my daughter is of your family."

Harwin couldn't help but smirk at her words. His sisters have indeed bonded with the Princess and quickly became good friends. As for him, he cannot deny that he too quickly became fond of the Princess. They became even closer once she named him as her protector.

"Mother!" The Princess exclaimed once she exited the carriage and sprinted toward her lady mother. She hugged her mother tightly and placed her head on her mother's shoulders. It reminded Harwin of his late lady mother and how she held his little sisters when they were young. 

"Oh, my sweet girl. Look at you! You're a woman grown!" Lady Rhea said, cupping her daughter's face. The last time Rhea saw her, Daena was 12. Now she was 16. 

"You cut your hair! You didn't tell me!" Daena exclaimed surprised. Lady Rhea laughed. She looked Daena up and down, clearly very proud and happy that her only child was back home. 

Then, Lady Rowena stepped out of the carriage. Lady Rhea hugged her mother and kissed her hand. "Mother."

Lady Rowena was happy to be back in the Vale as well. Harwin watched as grandmother, mother, and daughter held hands and happily talked with each other. It was beautiful, seeing the three women together. He knew how much the Princess missed her mother and how much she wanted to leave King's Landing. 

It was strange, the Princess at first glance shared no physical similarities with her mother or grandmother. But on further inspection, Harwin could see she had the same nose as her grandmother and the same curly hair her mother did, except hers were silver. She was also the tallest one out of the three and had the fairest skin.

"Ser Harwin. Come. Let's go inside." The voice of his Princess brought him back to reality. He looked at her and she chuckled at his dazed expression. He loved the sound of her voice, especially her laughter. 

"Come on." She repeated softly and he followed her inside. 

~

115 AC

For the past eight months, Daena has been staying at Runestone, her birthplace. With Rhaenyra going on tour, she had no real reason to stay in King's Landing. So, quickly after Rhaenyra went on her royal tour, Daena too left the Red Keep.

Today was a special day - it was Daena's 17th name day. And luckily for her, she would be able to celebrate with her family and friends. She was disappointed Nyra wasn't here, but she already received a letter from her. Last she heard of her cousin, Nyra was in the Riverlands where she made a stop at Riverrun and was heading for the Stormlands.

She also received a letter from her father. She hasn't seen him since the egg incident on Dragonstone years ago. Then he went on to participate in a war in the Stepstones. She didn't know where he was, but he wished her a happy name day and that she shouldn't worry about him. He wrote he would soon visit. She wanted to believe it was true. 

~

"Don't move!" Amanda scolded Daena as she braided her hair. Daena chuckled but stopped moving. She couldn't help herself, she was excited to go out and celebrate. She played with her heart-shaped pendant; she decided to wear it to feel closer to her father. 

"You should rest. Not stand for hours braiding my hair." Daena said as she looked at Amanda's swollen belly. Amanda fell pregnant a couple of weeks before Daena's arrival. She was now over 8 months pregnant and the maester predicted she would give birth in the next couple of weeks.

Amanda just waved her hand. "Nonsense. I am braiding your hair because I want to. You are a woman grown and today is a special day. I want you to look perfect. Maybe you catch the eye of a handsome lord." She said suggestively.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Daena replied, rolling her eyes and Amanda chuckled. 

"Oh? Let me be more specific then. A tall, handsome lord with dark curls who happens to come from the Riverlands and is currently our guest." 

"No. No idea who you're talking about." Daena said, looking at her nails. 

Amanda clicked her tongue and chuckled. "He fancies you, you know." This made Daena stiffen her back and turn her head. 

"He does. It's obvious as day." Amanda added as she tied the last braid. 

Daena looked at herself in the mirror - she wore a stunning gown made of velvet and silk; the top was made of red velvet with long cape sleeves and a square neckline while the skirt was made of black silk. A big, chunky belt made of silver and decorated with rubies hung on her hips. Amanda masterfully braided her silver hair. Multiple braids connected at the back into a bun while the rest flowed down her shoulders.

Daena smirked, pleased with her appearance. She then added golden ruby earrings. 

"One more thing," Amanda said, handing her a mermaid-shaped perfume bottle. It was a gift she received from her grandmother. Lady Rowena imported it from Lys. Daena smelled it - it was a sweet, heady scent. She could smell lemon and spice-flower and cinnamon. 

Amanda took it from her and applied it to Daena's neck, behind her ears, and her wrists. "There. When he bends down to talk to you, he'll be hit with this lovely fragrance. You'll have him wrapped around your little finger by the end of the night." 

"Amanda!" Daena exclaimed, embarrassed. She sighed and shook her head. Why did everyone have to tease her about Harwin? Giving herself one final look, she exited her room and walked toward the Central Hall, ready to sweep the strongest knight in the Seven Kingdoms off his feet.

Harwin was in the Central Hall of Runestone where the feast in honor of the Princess's name day was being held. He was standing and talking with his sisters when the door opened. 

Princess Daena walked in and Harwin's heart skipped a beat. She wore a beautiful red and black gown that fit her body perfectly and her silver hair flowed down her back. She was a goddess in a mortal body, he thought as she greeted her mother. 

She then locked eyes with him and he felt his breath being taken away. She then proceeded to walk up to him. "Ser Harwin." She greeted him in her usual melodic voice. 

"Princess." He greeted back and before he could say more he was hit with a sweet, heady smell. It was heavy and it made his head spin, but he didn't pull back. No. He leaned in, wanting to be closer to her. 

He looked into her lilac eyes and could see a spark of mischief in them. She tilted her head and smirked at him. "I hope you enjoy yourself tonight, Ser." And with that, she left, her hips swaying from side to side. Harwin was mesmerized.

"Brother." The voice of his sister brought him back. Joy looked at him with a raised brow. He cleared his throat, embarrassed that he was caught off guard. 

But when he looked back, the Princess was still looking at him. 

This was going to be an interesting night indeed.

~

The moon was now high in the sky, but the castle of Runestone was still brimming with life. Daena was having the time of her life - talking with her friends, dancing, and feasting. She even danced with Harwin. It was exhilarating; being so close to him, feeling his breath on her skin, his eyes never leaving her face, hands barely touching. She was a blushing mess by the end of it.

She was also drunk for the first time in her life. Or maybe she was just really tipsy. She wasn't sure. She decided to get some fresh air and walked to the outer courtyard. The cool night air felt wonderful against her hot skin as she stumbled to a small garden in the back of the castle. 

In the middle of the garden was a heart tree; it wasn't a weirwood but a great oak. Nonetheless, it commanded respect and the carved face was not any less creepy. It always unnerved Daena, especially when she was a child. Though, in her drunken state, she paid it no mind. She sat on a small wooden bench next to the tree. 

"Princess? What are you doing here?" An unfamiliar male voice asked. Daena turned around to see a young man. She couldn't remember his name or his house but she recognized his face; He was one of many lords who tried wooing her tonight. She politely rejected all of them - her heart was already set on someone. 

"Oh, I just wanted some fresh air. That's all." Daena replied politely but kept her distance. 

Unfortunately for her, he didn't keep his distance. He came closer and sat next to her. She was immediately hit with the stench of alcohol. She moved away discreetly.  "Ser, please. Leave me alone." 

"You looked so beautiful tonight, Princess. A true...V-Valyrian beauty." He slurred. She gave him no reaction and just sighed. 

He then proceeded to grab her hand and pull it toward his breeches. Disgusted, Daena tried pulling away but he was stronger and harshly twisted her hand. She gasped in pain. 

"A silver-haired beauty and a silver-haired whore." He hissed. Daena angrily pulled her hand away and pushed him. She quickly stood up and distanced herself. 

"How dare you talk to me that way!? My uncle, the King, will have your head for these words!" She exclaimed, offended. Who was he to talk to her that way? What was he even talking about? 

"You don't think I noticed? You rejected every lord who approached you save for that brute from the Riverlands. What would your uncle say when he learned his niece was throwing herself to men like a common whore?  You're nothing but-" He insulted further but was cut off by a fierce slap across his face. 

"HOW DARE YOU!? I'LL FEED YOUR BODY TO VERMITHOR MYSELF AND I'LL BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN! YOU DARE QUESTION MY VIRTUE!?" 

He looked at her stunned, surprised that she would slap him. He moved closer to her and under the moonlight she could see that the rings on her hand caused him to bleed. He grabbed her long hair and harshly pulled it. He pushed her toward the heart tree and blocked her with his arms. 

"LET ME GO! NOW! LET ME GO!" She yelled but he covered her mouth with his hand. She did the obvious thing and bit his fingers harshly. He cursed and grabbed her neck, choking her in the process. Fear began to set into her heart. Gods, spare me, she thought as her eyes began to water. 

She usually carried a small dagger on her person, but she didn't think she would need it tonight. Oh, how wrong was she. She kicked him between his legs and this allowed her to run away from him. She didn't get far. 

He grabbed one of her long sleeves and pulled her back. He held her tightly and ripped the upper part of her gown, exposing the chemise she wore underneath. 

"GUARDS! GUARDS!" She remembered to yell again. He covered her mouth again and continued ripping her gown. She was desperately thrashing, trying to push him off her body. 

"You little slut! You dare hit me! I'll show you-" Before he could finish his threat, he was harshly pulled from Daena. In the darkness of the night, she could barely see who came to her rescue.

Before she could say anything, the man was getting beaten to the ground. The horrible sound of bones breaking made her realize who it was - Harwin. 

"HARWIN! STOP! STOP IT, PLEASE! YOU'LL KILL HIM!" She yelled but the knight made no effort to stop. He continued beating the man's face. 

"What is the meaning of this?" Her grandmother's voice rang through the night air and made everyone stop. 

Her mother, Joy, Hanna, Amanda, and the castle guards also came. Her mother was quickly by her side, covering her with a shawl. The women led Daena back into the castle while the guards dealt with Harwin and the assailant. 

She didn't even realize when she started crying. 

That night, no one slept. Daena was in too much shock to do anything besides crying. She felt horrible. She felt disgust, anger, and guilt. She felt...sullied. Why? Why did she leave the feast by herself? The only thing on her mind was Harwin. He was the one who saved her, the one who protected her virtue and defended her honor. She wanted to see him, to talk to him. 

Rhea and Rowena, with the help of Joy, Hanna, and Amanda, managed to get Daena to open up and tell them what transpired; all the vile insults that were hurled at her and how she tried defending herself. Rhea was infuriated that someone dared attack her daughter in her home. 

"I shall write to Lady Jeyne Arryn and His Grace. This miscreant will be dealt with. Either he loses his head or I'll have him sent to the Wall! I shall not settle for anything less." Rhea announced, determined to get justice for her only child and heir. 

Daena refused to let the castle's maester inspect her body. She wanted no man near her or her body. After some persuading, she let the castle's septa, Arabella, look at her wounds. Her neck was red and bruises started appearing alongside her jaw and arms, her left wrist was sprained and she had scratch marks on her shoulders. 

Lady Rowena was pained to see her granddaughter in such a hysterical state; she ordered the measter to make some tea and put milk of the poppy in it. The twins were sad their Princess was so viciously assaulted and they did everything they could to help Daena. 

~

"You should rest now, my lord," Maester Cerion said to Harwin as he finished bandaging Harwin's hand. The measter left and Harwin was finally alone. He sighed and looked at his bandaged hand; he beat the idiot's face so hard it caused his knuckles to start bleeding. But he would do it all over again if it meant his dear Princess was safe.

A couple of minutes after the Princess left, Harwin had a weird feeling in his gut telling him something was wrong. To his horror, once he walked outside he heard screaming and shouting from afar. He barely made it to the godswood, just as the miscreant was about to tear the Princess's gown completely. 

Rest was the last thing on Harwin's mind; the only thing he could think about was Daena. From what he's been told, the measter has given her milk of the poppy to calm her down. Every time he closed his eyes he saw her terrified face, her lilac eyes wide with horror and shock.

He felt awful and extremely guilty he wasn't there to protect her.  That was his job, to be her protector and he couldn't even do that. Would she dismiss him from her service? Would she banish him to Harenhall? Would she yell at him and curse him out?

A knock on the door banished such thought from his mind. It was Hanna. She gently closed the door and sat next to him. Her eyes appeared to be red and glossy, which was unusual for her since Hanna was the more aloof one of the sisters. 

"How is she?" He asked desperate to know. Hanna shook her head and sighed. 

"She...there are bruises all over her body and her wrist appears to be sprained. But the measter said it would heal and she's not in any danger. She just needs rest." 

Harwin could feel his heart breaking; his darling Princess, his sweet angel bruised and battered. All because of him. How could he ever look into her eyes? How could he ever come back from this? He felt a great sense of shame wash over him.

"Harwin...It's not your fault." His sister said softly. "She doesn't blame you." 

This made Harwin look up. "She doesn't?" 

Hanna chuckled. "Of course not. The only thing she talked about while she was awake was whether you were alright. You were the only thing on her mind."

His sister picked up his bandaged hand. "Are you alright? You almost beat him to a pulp." 

"I would've if I wasn't interrupted." 

Hanna clicked her tongue, obviously not pleased with his words. "Look. It's been a very eventful night. Rest and try to get some sleep. You know she would want that." 

And with that, she left and Harwin was once again left alone with his thoughts. The last thing on his mind before he fell asleep was Daena. 

***

This was a very sad, angsty chapter. Our poor Daena was attacked and on her birthday no less 😔 Next chapter we'll see how people in KL react to this horrifying news.

Thank you for reading! 💕💕💕

If you have any opinions/questions feel free to ask.

[fish-popsicle]

school assignment :] had to draw something that represents myself n whatnot

closeups with explanations below‼️‼️

ah yes….. the one and only Rb… was gonna include Bg too but ehhhh didn’t feel like it

His shirt has the ace attorney logo on it!! He’d probably be an AA fan ngl,, he’d complain about klavier not being real to bg

oh yeah and the creature is there too

splatoon inkling trying to steal my switch 😨😨😨

also a magnus archives beach towel!! I’ve been listening to it…. I love my pro hater johnathan sims…

stanley and another creature floating in the water they are -1 milliseconds away from chaos

Pim and Charlie‼️‼️ I just really like smiling friends okay

also spongebob reference no way

(I just realized I forgot to give pim a drop shadow erm)

my oldest oc that I still use!! his name is shrub and he’s an idiot nerd loser

the little bottle is a small reference to another oc, sage, which is why there are three diamond shapes on it

another oc of mine! mango! idk I just thought that they fit the setting

also some fish because I like fish

last but not least, shrub’s little sibling, lychee :]

Please ignore the sloppy lineart, coloring and shading im not a traditional artist in the slightest 🙏🙏🙏

[cosmosnout]

KH OC WEEK

Day 5: Unique

I’ve had a liiiittle bit of a miscalculation with how long making these entries would take, so I’ve decided to jump ahead a bit. Dreams and Connections ended up being such important themes for all my characters that I wanted to spend a bit more time on both haha.

Appearance

Appearance-wise a lot of my guys have a bunch of fun little details about them. Both Shiro and Merin carry many scars from being the most active fighters (and for being the most reckless ones).

Shiro bears a X shaped scar across their face that they acquire from fighting master Aced during the keyblade war. (There’s a scene in KHUX during the keyblade war, where master Aced manages to land some hits on the player before Ira comes to their rescue.)

They both also noticeably have small streaks of white in their hair along with dark veins overtaking their arms, which are caused by long exposure to darkness.

Another shared trait within the group is The siblings matching dyed hair, with Viktor having teal and Aiko pink-colored hair. This later on changes after a small time skip where they decide to swap colors.

Aiko also has a small heart tattoo on her shoulder and a bunch of moles covering her body!

Skills

As keyblade wielders each character of course has their own unique style of fighting and using their keys.

(Shiro is getting favorite child treatment sorry LMAO)

Shiro, as the oldest and most experienced fighter, has various different spells, keyblade forms, and abilities at their disposal. They’re most keen on melee fighting but are also quite the talented spell caster. (They especially enjoy fire magic)

Merin is the second-most experienced fighter and often calls upon darkness to assist her in a fight. (Even though Aiko strongly urges them against it, old habits die hard, I guess.) She is also decently strong, even without her keyblade, and uses her brute strength to get through enemies.

The rest of the group are actually not the biggest fans of fighting, but I’d say Aiko holds herself the best when it comes to using her keyblade.

Tähti does, however, possess a unique skill that allows her to listen to the hearts of others. This mostly manifests as different kinds of melodies emanating from the person they’re close to (displaying their current emotional state or just overall vibe) and occasionally as quiet whispers of the person's inner thoughts.

Other stuff

I think of Tähti as being autistic due to them having many neurodivergent traits that I relate to. (Feeling most comfortable being nonverbal, feeling easily overwhelmed, having a difficult time with social cues, etc.)

Tähti also appears a lot smaller and younger than Merin due to their previous person having an imbalance of light and darkness in their heart.

The darkness that spreads through Shiro’s and Merin’s arms begins at the dominant hand. (the hand they hold their keyblade in)

Shiro’s multicolored eyes represent their lost state of identity and also the balance of darkness and light in their heart. (Their original eye color is green, but it gets mixed with blue and yellow to represent light and darkness.)

Merin has a scar on their upper right arm, just above where the darkness is spreading, due to them attempting to sever their arm as they feared the darkness would spread further. Aiko thankfully managed to convince them not to go through with it.

I do also think that the darkness can eventually fade away as the person's emotional state gets better / once they stop using darkness for long enough.

@khoc-week

[galactic-knightmare]

AIGHT SO

apparently, (according to tumblr anyway) its International Asexuality Day! so I decided that finally, I WOULDN'T forget, and would actually make something for it LMAO

So, since I didn't feel like drawing myself (my persona has. way too many details I swear lmao...) I drew Brynn!

She's an OC I haven't drawn too much, but she is one of two Ace Characters I have! so I figured since I was in the mood, I'd draw her :3

(she's also one of my oldest ocs, having only recently gotten an updated appearance)

(the Aro tags are for her- I myself am Ace Bi/Panromantic)

[mlp-natural-2]

Ponynatural: Who is What??

Ponies and similar hooven beasts are human, monster, magic, literally anything can be a mortal where gods and deities have certain forms they perfer to take to walk among ponyfolk

Chuck is a donkey, one of the oldest ponyfolk who still walk the earth. first donkey ponies were made in his image just as angels were, but the archangels were his Alicorn Prototypes and subsequent inspo for humans (Lucifer was soooo mad)

Also because Chuck is an ass (easy joke)

Angels in heaven have three forms, vessel, trueform, or god form (the form they take in front of Chuck to appeal to him the most)

Ponies are human. All mortal beings are called ponies no matter what species. There are deer-ponies, zebra-ponies, pegasus-ponies, unicorn-ponies, earth-ponies, ect.

Nephilim are mules. Abominations in the eyes of heaven as an angel got loose and sown the land with those lowly humans. And like in minecraft, a mule can be a culmination of the best of the horse (pony) and the best of a donkey (angel) but are genetically useless. However in supernatural lore, nephil can reproduce with either angel or human which was a devastating amount of Free Will Potential and uncontrolled power.

Nephilim were a mockery of Chuck, they held his image but had too much free will. Leviathans were created by Eve to look like Nephilim as a nice ‘screw you’ to Chuck, but over time they changed and grew more monstrous looking, more teeth, more goop, more alien.

When Anna Milton tore her grace out to live as human, she was born a full mule and gained her wings when her grace was restored. Because she was human she had made herself a soul. Thats right, Anna Milton is a risen nephilim in ponynatural (self made soul + grace)

Castiel rebelled and made himself a halfling soul, though not intentionally, when Jimmy died because of his free will

Halfling souls are compressed True Forms that are molded into a soul adjacent replica. While strange and looked down on, still considered an angel by all accounts.

Leviathan mutations on Cas became permanent as his connection to heaven was severed fully. His muzzle broadened, his tail became long and whiplike, his ears got taller, his feathers melted off, he very much looked like a bastardized god by the time he came out the other side.

Being human left permanent scars, a crushed wing that healed wrong and featherless, an awkward bend in his tail. But he accepted these as part of himself, as a part of being human (eventually. guys ego was SHATTERED)

By season 15, Cas had effectively made himself into an honorary nephilim since he had a soul (sort of) and angelic form/grace (as rough as it was)

Jack is a nephilim. “But!”, you may ask, “He clearly looks nothing like Anna or Cas or a leviathan!”

ah dear tumblr user, you are very good at looking at things. These are all true. Because he is the offspring of an archangel, he had a create-a-character menu basically with some cosmic options. Jack chose to look like his mother, though his angelic nature could not escape him and he was born an alicorn. But instead of having a plain colored long and thin tail, he has a thick, colorful, and scaly tail like a yellow python (snake in Eden) due to his ties with heaven and Lucifer.

While Jack is a nephilim, I call him a chimera-nephilim since there has never been anyone like him before and he is far more than just a nephilim born of a human and a lower angel. (and also because he rocks)

Which brings us to the true nephilim and star of my discord chats, destiel fanchild oc I made as a joke so people would stop infantilizing Jack Kline as some kind of shitty destiel lovechild baby farthead prop but now I have Lore for, Bon Scott (named after AC/DC frontman because of COURSE) who is just a little guy and looks like a mini Cas. Has yet to grow into nephil features and could easily be passed off as human.

[leahnardo-da-veggie]

My OCs Majour Historical Figures

Part 3 of my world building posts! I'm gonna arrange these guys in order of their importance to the Plot™, and how much I dote on them.

So, without further ado,

The Godhuntress, Ina

She's literally my PFP :)

Lived: 2000-4050AC

Height: 3.5m (11'6 for Americans)

Pronouns: She/Her

Race: Angel of Nature (her halo is just flowers)

Was completely loyal to the Gods until her husband got killed for abandoning his post to pluck some flowers for her

Then she went completely apeshit and genocided the gods

Possessed a secret Voidic ritual to drain magic from others, which gave her the power to defeat the Gods

Killed her daughter, Isobel, in a fit of rage after Iz tried to stop her from killing the last goddess, the Goddess of Dreams, who was just a child

Massacred the Fae, elves, and forest spirits

Jumped into the Void out of grief when she realised she had become a monster like the gods (see it here)

Speaks like she came out of the bible

Basically the biggest deity in modern Triworld

Been living rent free in my head since I was 6

2. The Spirit Emperor, Hans-el

Obsessive midgeted psycho

Lived: 3595- AC

Height: 130cm/4'3 (145/4'9 in his high shoes)

Pronouns: He/Him (caps included)

Race: Forest Spirit

Has an everlasting grudge against Ina for killing his best friend, the Goddess of Dreams, in front of him

Knows her power ritual because he saw her do it, and used it to gain enough power to become Emperor for vengeance

After she died, he set all the souls of the gods free for the heck of it

Like Ina, is power-corrupt and evil. Unlike her, he doesn't give a shit about it

Bastard has his little fingers in every bit of the Plot™

No seriously, if the story's set after Ina, it's events are probably his fault

You'll find him cameoing as either Hans or just 'the spirit'

Will murder you if you call him short (he is, even by spirit standards)

Inexplicably in love with Hash

3. Hash Brown

Nobody knows her real name

Lived: 1998- AC

Height: ? (145/4'9 in his favourite form)

Pronouns: she/he (and never it)

Race: Shapeshifter

Possibly the oldest being alive in Modern Triworld, not that she'd let anyone know it

Wears an elf body because that's what she pretended to be during the Runic Wars

Goes by Hash Brown because the Lich-Queen said it would be cool, and he's possibly forgotten his own name by this point

Actually pretty smart but pretends to be a ditz

Pathological trickster who feels bad getting people in trouble

Moved into Hans' castle one day, became his partner in crime (and everything else) and never left

Feels bad for deserting his people during the Ruinic War (cos he couldn't accept genociding humanity) and as such looks after the remaining shapeshifters

Drinking buddies with the Luxatian Exorcists, who all actually believe she's an elf

Fakes an incredibly strong Paliodaen accent

Secretly, deep within his heart, a good person

4. The Lich-Queen, Iraela Foundling

Cracker of bad quips

Lived: 2800-4003

Height: 165cm/5'5

Race: Human turned Lich

Found in the End of the World along with her sister, Ramaeria, and brought into Ceredellian Royal society

She showed no powers so she stayed hidden away while her sister, an Oracle, danced with nobles

Met and fell in love with a minor duke

When she discovered she was a necromancer of epic proportions, she tore Ceredell apart and remade it into the Deadlands

Has a god-awful inferiority complex and deep rooted jealousy

Still somehow trying to live up to her dead sister's image

Cannot stop cracking jokes at the worst possible timing

Thought it was funny to tell a young shifter to name himself Hashbrown

Main proponent of the Ruinic War, because she hates humanity (she doesn't want to be reminded that she was one)

Bonus: Luna Iverius Delacroix, Mind-mage

Absolute tech boomer

Age: 6012-

Height: 150cm

Race: Human

Actually pretty important to the Plot™

Main character syndrome in every meaning of the word

Make-up fiend

Ran away from home at age 11 and made herself a cult of personality

Cannot drive, cook, use a phone or take care of herself

Insanely lazy, but skilled enough at magic to make up for it

Does not know the meaning of playing fair

Neither booksmart nor streetsmart, but a secret third option (not smart)

By the way, all the images were made on picrew.me ! Go check it out, it's super fun to play with!

[c00kietin]

@imytheone WHOO

I HAVE COMPLETED THE DRAWING!!

I shall also tag @allmightyscroll-swag as well cuz I like tagging em in oc related stuff :3

While I have drawn the siblings profiles, and Brittany making some appearances, Imma tell you MORE information about them!! >:D

One quick thing: These four are my oldest ocs (along with two others but you don't know em eheheh) from 2020 and at the time of making them I had just found out what Helluva Boss is. These characters were very much inspired off of them, especially Cici and Brittany.

Let's start off with the youngest:

CICI

Like I said, she is the youngest being around 6-7 years old

Pronouns are she/her, I'll just say aroace since I don't picture her being in a relationship at her age-

Cici is part demon thanks to her mother, but hasn't developed horns or a tail yet.

However, she has some powers, that being super strength and flight!

She can't fly very high, although she is the strongest in the family; being able to lift around the same weight as a van full of people. The older you get, the weaker your powers would become; so their mother would have the weakest powers.

Cici swears more than Onika and Zeke, mainly because of her mother. She gets in trouble at school regularly for this. That and for throwing chairs around. And for biting teachers' ankles. She gets in trouble for a lot of things.

Like all children, she has tantrums at times. But, of course, hers tend to get more...violent. Usually ending up with someone breaking a bone or two.

For hobbies, Cici enjoys drawing, roleplaying with toys and making things (whether that's with Lego or metal scraps-)

She doesn't listen to music as much as her siblings do, but her favourite artists are Pharrel Williams and Five Finger Death Punch.

She has insomnia and has a lot of difficulty sleeping.

Her and Onika love watching TMNT together, and are currently on Rise.

Cici's original design was heavily based off the girl with the large bow and brown curly hair that appeared in the first episode of HB. I was quite unoriginal at the time lol.

ONIKA

Onika is the middle child, being 15 years old.

Her pronouns are she/they, and they are also aroace.

Onika's powers aren't as strong as Cici's, but she can fly better and can piggy-back the weight of two adults.

Onika technically has a tail, but it's now a stub because a group of bullies cut it off.

Yeah. She was bullied when she was younger. She was jeered for being both demon and human, and neither species wanted to be friends with her.

This was also mainly because she had anger issues which caused her to have violent episodes if provoked enough, one time being she almost killed a teenager younger than her.

Luckily, she's gotten better now and is practically never violent. Except in Mariokart.

Onika is usually either hyperactive and energetic, or utterly lazy and unmotivated.

She desperately wants to get Maori tattoos like Zeke but her parents don't allow her.

She hates wearing skirts and having her hair down.

Onika doesn't have a lot of hobbies, but she enjoys trying new foods, skateboarding and playing the guitar.

Her favourite artists are AC/DC, Metallica, Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden.

I'm pretty sure I based the hair off of another character I saw online once, but I can't remember her name- all I know is that the hair isn't original:'D

ZEKE

Zeke is the oldest at 19 years old.

His pronouns are he/him and he's gay.

Zeke uses his powers the least and only really uses them for miniscule tasks around the house like moving a bed or fighting his sister.

Yeah. Zeke and Onika fight a lot, more physically than verbally, and it's usually for stupid reasons, like who rightfully had the bag of pretzels first.

Zeke has both a tail and horns (which are still growing).

He also has difficulty with keeping his body temperature warm, so he wears a lot of layers and a lot of black to keep in as much heat as possible.

He has Maori tattoos along the back of his left shoulder as well as part of the left arm, but rarely shows these to people.

Zeke has been teased by many to have a "baby face", which annoys him greatly.

He can be mostly found in his bedroom gaming, listening to music or curled up in a ball in bed.

He likes sleeping. A lot.

His favourite games to play are mainly action/shooter games (I'm not an expert in this department so feel free to decide which ones he likes playing) and occasionally likes to play RPGs.

His favourite artists are Green Day, Linkin Park and The Offspring.

BRITTANY

Brittany is also 19 years old and is best friends with Zeke.

Her pronouns are she/her and is an asexual lesbian.

She practically has no powers. She can float a little, but not much else.

Brittany is a very affectionate person and adores hugging, cuddling, complimenting and kissing people (non-romantically).

She also adores fizzy drinks and cats. She ADORES cats. And animals in general.

If she was to encounter a cat, whether that be an anthropomorphic one or not, she will give them double the amount of affection.

When Brittany's happy, she wags her tail about, shakes her hands and squeals. She does this quite often.

She can be extremely chatty and talkative and could go on for hours on end talking about almost anything.

However, Brittany is extremely clumsy and is prone to falling down the stairs, tripping, running into windows and/or getting her horns stuck in things.

Her hobbies are shopping, going to cafés and watching romcoms.

Her favourite movie is Love, Actually and her favourite artists are Ariana Grande and Twice.

Her original design was heavily based off of Verosika from Helluva, and I still can't let go of the long white hair + pink skin combo :') Fortunately, I think I've managed to differentiate Brittany from her, or I hope-

OKAY I AM NOW DONE I should be sleeping-

[tacoma-narrows]

Tac's OC Ref Masterposts 1: Sonas

See my other ref posts here: Primaries, Secondaries, Tertiaries

I wanted to have a series of posts where people can find all of my characters in one place! Since I have too many to fit them all into one post, I decided to split them up based on how much I use them/how developed they are, the same way they're split up on my Toyhouse.

I wanted to have their refs here so people can find them relatively easily and not have to go digging through their Toyhouse galleries to find them lol. If anyone ever wants to draw them, you are very much encouraged to do so!! Same goes for asks about my characters! Those are always welcome as well!!

These will have some general information about each of my characters, but if you want to see more about them in depth, each character's Toyhouse page will also be linked! If/when I update any particular characters' ref in the future, that will be updated here as well ^^

Will also include each character's theme song because I like showing those off too :3

See my sonas here below the cut!

SONAS

These are the characters that most completely represent me! They're the ones I use most frequently and the ones I am often the most eager and excited to get art of haha. They're also ordered here based on how much I use them and/or how representative they are of me.

Shep [Toyhouse Link]

My main sona and most complete representation of myself out of all my characters!

22 y/o asexual biromantic German Shepherd

Boyfriends with PBnJ

Lead vocalist/guitarist for Let's Get Back!

Theme Song: Pep Talk by Abandoned Pools

PBnJ [Toyhouse Link]

Secondary sona

Usually goes by just PB

Also Ace/Biro, Golden Retriever

Boyfriends with Shep

Bassist and backup vocalist for Let's Get Back!

Theme Song: Life is Good by Ritalin

Starburst [Toyhouse Link]

Main comfort sona, also my favorite OC <33

Kinsona based on Jenny from Wayside, who's my biggest comfort character!

Do not draw her without her outfit!! Also please only draw her anthro!

One of my taller anthro characters, slighter taller than Shep (who's 5'10), not as tall as Wilkołak or Tarmac

Very friendly, adventurous and always looking to live life to the fullest!

Tend to be slightly more picky about how people people draw her (in terms of situations/context), if you're unsure about ideas, please run them by me!

Theme Song: Have You Seen Her Happy? by Beat Crusaders

Spatter [Toyhouse Link]

Pokesona

Move set: Dragon Pulse, Earthquake, Rain Dance and Protect. Feel free to draw him using any of these!

Has roughly equal number of purple and green splatter markings

Very squishy, loves giving/receiving hugs

Theme Song: Somewhere by Scott & Brendo

Vostok [Toyhouse Link]

Main Dragon/WoF-sona

My oldest OC, I've had him since February of 2017

May look intimidating but rlly just a big soft guy

Blue and purple scales make chevron shapes (not zigzags, not checkerboards, not stripes, etc.)

Theme Song: Best Day of My Life by American Authors

[sennyside]

Feeling inspired today, so I decided to finally redesign my oldest OCs, as well as share them with the world! The ideal is to one day make an animated series, but that's far down the line lol

(details under the cutoff, picrew link & credits below that)

Sen

He/They

Aro/Ace

Theme: Space, particularly nebulae

He was originally a self-insert, but really grew to be his own character, separate from me. His can alter matter on the atomic level, as well as create portals, even to other dimensions. He also harbors a being known as Void within him, but I go into that here. Ask if you're interested, however! Quite broody, but fiercely cares for the ones he loves.

(his hair is normally lavender, though when he's particularly riled up, it reflects the cosmos)

Name: Cass

She/Her

Bi

Theme: The Sun

She's something of a sister to Sen, as they knew each other as kids, then grew up together after... Certain events. She enjoys exercising, and fighting in particular! Also somewhat of a tinkerer! She can conjure and control sunflame! Also, her left arm is supposed to be a prosthetic, but the picrew didn't have any, unfortunately. Very tomboyish and energetic!

Jordan

Genderfluid

Pan

Theme: Water

They have the ability to morph into and control water, so they tend to change their appearance pretty often (and yes, that's why they're genderfluid), but they usually only change their hair. They have a great love for animals, especially frogs and other amphibians. Very joyful and positive!

Olive

She/Her

Bi

Theme: Earth

Probably the least developed character at the moment. She can control the earth around her, and I might add plant related powers. She and Jordan end up together later on! Also pretty tomboyish, though not as much as Cass. Enjoys gardening!

13

They/Them

Aro/Ace

Theme: The Mind

They come in much later, and due to the specifics of the arc, become something of an adopted child/younger sibling to Sen. Their ability is a psychic power so potent, it can affect the senses, even doing harm to someone. They enjoy messing with people. Very laid-back.

Lunas

He/They (transmasc)

Pan

Theme: The Moon

Cass' biological older brother, and well as an older brother figure to Sen. He was the only one by their sides throughout the years of torturous experimentation, and the only other family they had.

May he rest in peace.

Nina (name pending (for like four years now))

She/Her

She's a child

Theme: Time

The group's adopted child, she is the most recent experiment performed by [redacted], she has the ability to manipulate the flow of time, though she cannot yet control it. She and Sen have a very close bond. She particularly enjoys drawing and dancing. Around most, she is very reserved and melancholy, though around her family, she is quite bright and bubbly.

Feel free to ask any questions! In fact, please do. I've had writer's block on this since like 2021 and I write pretty well when improvising. Please, they've been trapped in stasis for so long-

picrews and art credits!

main picrew: @drowninnoodles OCMaker. They have several, so I'd recommend looking them up. Incredible artist!

da child:

thanks for reading through this indulgent ramble! make sure to check out the artists!

[ofteasandherbs]

Okay I. Wrote my clone ocs personalities.. @whiskygoldwings here u go~

The Beverage Batch

Tea:

-oldest of the batch (by 5 seconds…)

-constantly cold and very much so will steal all the blankets and fuzzy socks//

-medic obviously, but is pretty decent at tracking (tracks his younger brothers//)

-can and will body slam a brother down on the med bed to get them to rest//

-Tea and Coffee are named for each others favorite drinks, which has resulted in Tea getting tea gifted to him.. he kinda hates the stuff lol. He gets invited to tea parties, and politely drinks the stuff but silently he is crying inside.. he jus wants a iced caf//

-he/they m|m icon

Coffee:

-medic as well, primarily works as a battlefield one (think paramedic)

-runs hot and has his stuff stolen by Tea//

-crochets hats for the shines stuck in med-bay

-as stated above, keeps getting coffee gifted to him.. Will drink it but it’s the weakest coffee you’ve ever tasted lol.

-has a stuffed tooka that ED made him. It’s not the best but it smells like jasmine and he will not sleep well without it//

-is the second youngest, does use that to his advantage…

-he/him aro ace icon

Juice:

-a he/she/they icon!!!! Bisexual…

-a health nut, will judge his siblings for what they eat//

-an expert pilot tbh//

-won’t admit it to anyone but she dyed her hair cause of captain Rex//

-second oldest, pretty mature overall

-likes to keep plants in the barracks… primarily flowers cause tea and Ed love them

-likes to work out so much.. gets up at 5am to wake their siblings up to go running with them//

-while they don’t partake in the drinking, they are an expert mixologist

Energy Drink:

-BABY OF THE BATCH

-PROTECT

-WHY DID THEY LET BABY DO DEMOLITIONS???

-she/her icon.. she’s aro ace as well babyyyyyy

-has tremors in her hands// but can calm them down for bomb stuff

-she loves flowers and many people in the 804th giver her them// she makes them flower crowns//

-loves to make art, while not the best, her batch will swear up and down it’s the best they’ve ever seen!

-a blanket nester… will cocoon herself in all the blankets//

-is the one who brought the loth cat Coaster into the ship. Her older siblings.. couldn’t say no. That loth cat is the most spoiled thing. Besides ED that is…

-ED has a black market sale going on extremely caffeinated energy drink that she sells to specifically the clone commanders// she got in trouble with her siblings for the amount she sold to commander Fox… “but Coaster needed a new collar for every holiday” “ED we don’t celebrate every holiday in the galaxy” “WELL MAYBE COASTER DOES?? DID YOU THINK ABOUT THAT TEA??” “…apologies you are correct, you do realize this means they will need to change collars multiple times a day?” “Yes, I bought a dresser just for her”.

[arctic-shard]

Okay, I should probably have a pinned post

This is an SCP sideblog mostly focusing on 049, 035, 132-ARC, Alagadda, and my OC Dr West. There's plenty of other SCPs I like, I'm just keeping things in this area because it's easier for me to keep track of.

Anything I say about the SCP characters/places is going to be my interpretation and not to be taken as canon. The SCPs were all written by other people, they are not mine, I'm just playing with them. SCP-035 https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-035 SCP-049 https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-049 SCP-132-ARC https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-132-arc Alagadda articles I reference the most: https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-2264 https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-701 https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-6681 https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-6624 https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-5462

I try to keep things more or less PG-13 around here, since I know I've got a lot of younger followers. If you're an adult looking for my Mature-rated stuff, it's on Ao3.

I am almost certainly the oldest one in this little circle at 40+ and I'm very aware of it. If I ever seem a bit stand-offish, it's because I'd rather err on the side of not getting over-familiar. I'm just here to talk SCP, post my little drawings, and admire yours.

I am queer ( ace/bi. ) I don't talk about it a whole lot but it's probably why most of the characters I write are ace-spectrum and not real fussed about the gender of their partner. I try to be a safe space for LGBT+ types.

I like answering asks and often illustrate the answers with little sketches. Asks are generally answered in a week or two, depending on how full the askbox is and how much free time/urge to draw I have.

I don't do commissions. Best you can do is drop a prompt in the askbox.

I don't do RP. I'm fine with you guys clowning around doing RP on my posts, but I will not contribute. If you want to interact with any of my usual characters, send an ask prompt.

[estellardreams]

Ya'll Star is my pride and joy for an OC.

She's still a teenager. She's a bio-weapon. She loves art and writing. She has PTSD from the laboratory. She holds a dangerous form of magic. She has a daughter she created and cared for herself. She's a multiverse guardian on the side. She's a tad insane in the head but we love her for it.

More art I've done for her under cut:

Personal Bio

Name: Star or S23

Age: 16 (38)

Gender: Agender She/Her

Species: Wolf

Universe: StH

Personality: Friendly, Manipulative, Two Faced, Empathetic, Subservient

History: The last of the Main 6 and one of the most interesting and powerful of the bunch, Star or S23 as her lab name, is part of an experiment known as Project Starborn which was created to learn about the different forms of magic on the planet, soon shifting to seeing if Mobians could survive without chaos magic. They were right as three different beings with three different magic types were born from the experiment; Valenta, the oldest and the holder of dark magic, Sylvia, the middle and the holder of light magic, and Star, the youngest and the holder of corruption magic. Star was held back for four years to be trained into a bio weapon, her DNA being tweaked for any circumstances that came her way. But the moment the government realized she would be a liability, the plan was scrapped. She soon met Shadow since he was ordered to check on her just as she was being released.

Nowadays, Star usually spends her time either working with whoever made a deal with her, exploring the multiverse, and just trying to help whoever she can... When she isn't binded by a deal that forbids it.

Hobbies: Studying, Reading, Writing, Exploring, Training

Powers: Corruption magic, resistance to magic blocking tech, increased strength speed and durability, heightened senses, night vision, immortality, warping magic (bend reality to your will, but requires a ton of energy to pull off massive projects), special form known as the Corrupted State.

Feats: Worked with both the Resistance/Restoration and the Eggman Empire before, managed to form an entire planet, managed to take over so many different worlds by sheer willpower alone, died and came back to life, and has learnt to control her Corrupted State.

Orientation: Ace

MBTI: INTP

Enneagram: 2

Zodiac: Gemini

Height: 3'6''

Character Type: Speed

Magic Type: Corruption

Favorite Food/Drink: Pasta/Chocolate Coffee

Worlds Visited: 67,894 (excluding Angeli, Acolyte, Amaia, Estelle, and Estellar Dream's count)

Alternates Count: 8

[spotaus]

💙Pinned Post 💙

Hey folks! I'm Spotty/Spot/Spotaus, I'm an artist just doin' art things! I go by any pronouns (<- nb/a-gender/general gender tom-foolery. When in doubt, go with they/them) and I'm ace. I've got this side-blog running for UTMV posts I wanna reblog, as well as my personal art for old/ongoing projects!

If ya want to see my art, check #Spot!Drawn

Yes, I do take Requests, and they are Open

This blog is a Side Account! If you are followed by @spotlightstudios that is me! We might be mutuals, but it only shows properly on my end :')

[Info about Projects, AUs, and OCs below the cut!]

Projects:

If you see me posting about these, they're personal projects! (Usually a solo-act, but a few have co-creators.)

#Eternal Ashes is a 2nd Gen story about the ship-children of the Multiverse! Kane, elder son of Reaper and Geno, is killed in a battle between the Star Sanses and Night's Gang. This send the multiverse into a forced truce to avoid more crossfire killing, and Reaper's wrath... Only, Reset, Reaper and Geno's younger son, isn't satisfied with his brother's death. He and Orchid (daughter of Error and Nightmare) team up to bring Kane back to life, and end up settling into motion a multiverse-wide murder spree that spans years.

#DoppleTale is an AU I finally brought to existence recently. The monsters of the underground are all shapeshifters who fed on human flesh, until they were locked away in the mountain. With Humans becoming rarer by the day the monsters feast on Monster Candy and practice desperately to perfect their human disguises (which only get worse the less they remember what humans look like). <- This story is #Pretender!Sans 's origin au!

#Catacombtale is the oldest remaining AU that I have. It follows the story of a Human Hero who is sent to the catacombs of Mt. Ebbott to face the gods trapped within. Of course, sone if the gods are helpful, others can't forgive humanity for dethroning them. (Most of the story is pre-entrapment lore, with worldbuilding and a focus on #Ichor!Sans, my special-est tired old immortal guy who loves mortals more than he should on every given occassion.)

#Ec-4o.verse is a multiverse world (kingdomtale style?) where the earth, in a stage of Robot/Monster/Human co-existance suddenly went into a war. It wiped out a lot of people and places, and sent the world into chaos. Ec4o.verse follows Blue, a young mechanic (Techie) who's skilled in the old ways of robot repair and creation, uncovering the secrets of what started the war he's known all his life. (<- This one is both my pfp, and I draw dustedafterdeath for it pretty regularly.)

#DreamEater AU A self-indulgent Fresh × Dream fic where Dream is hit by an attack during battle that paralyzes his body. But never fear! Your trusty parasite was looking for a new host anyways! Fresh bites into Dream's soul and then realizes he will never run out of magic, so he just sticks around! Pilots Dream's body while also helping him through his Savior Complex trauma! You can also find info under the tag #Tulpa as that is their combined name/identity towards the end of the story.

#New Age AU An au inspired by Real Age AU by @ancha-aus that is set in a land of kings and queens. Night, tyrant ruler of the land, accompanied by his loyal band of murderous knights, finds himself back at Age 13, the Age he was when he first ate the apple of prophecy. Without the power, he's struggling to keep his twin at a safe distance + maintain control. (Very much Found Family here :])

The New Age Masterpost can be found here.

#Timeless AU A story of the underground. What if Dr. Gaster was alive? And living? And raised Sans and Papyrus? And Revived Asriel successfully? And was madly in love with Asgore, and got w/ him after Toriel left? Yeah, it answers all these questions. Basically, Gaster is an unintentional father to all the beloved cast in the Underground, and Asriel grows up with Sans and Paps as brothers.

Then, of course, there's my persona, N!

Yes, I do takes requests (They're currently open! Send me an Ask w/ an AU, Oc (<-with ref), or UTDR character!) but I don't always actually complete them. Motivation as a uni student is few and far between.

If you see this skeleton around, it's just my insert! N (in reflection of me) goes by she/they/he pronouns and is a menace. Most often you'll see doodles of her with my oc Ichor, Killer, or my moots personas (such as Ancha!).

And for the record:

Yes, you can draw my ocs. I don't think anyone would, but you're welcome to if you get the urge! Just, be sure to tag me! (And obviously don't claim them as your own. That'd be shitty.)

Yes, I do chat. I'm a very anxious person, tho. If you start a conversation or tag response or smth, I'll be ecstatic!

This blog is (as far as I know) going to remain SFW. I don't intend on reblogging nor creating graphic content, especially not of these god damn skeletons, so this is more or less a safe space 👍

[crimxonwrites]

Blood-painted kisses | Aemond Targaryen x female!OC | Prologue

☽➛ Summary: Nothing satietes Maehrys Velaryon's hunger as well as revenge. Growing up at the Red Keep as the bastard of Rhaenyra Targaryen did not come trouble-free. Her childhood consisted of bitter words and repulsive looks from nearly everybody in the castle. As she grew older, Maehrys grew meaner. Once the Velaryons return to King's Landing to defend Luke's claim as Lord of Driftmark, Maehrys decides that it is time for the people who hurt her in the past to pay.

☽➛ Warnings: heavy mentions of self-harm, mentions of attempted suicide, bullying, mentions of blood, overall 18+!!!!

☽➛ Pairings: Aemond Targaryen x female!OC (slowburn enemies to lovers to enemies to lovers again?? romance is a subplot)

☽➛ Word count: 1.5k

Prologue

!!DISCLAIMER: English is not my first language! feel free to correct me at any time!

29th of October, 112 AC

I was born under the full moon on the last day of autumn’s second month at the Red Keep in King’s Landing. The night was colder than usual, and my dark hair seemed to mirror the chill—cool but not quite icy, like my mother’s. As a tiny babe, I had no way of knowing how my arrival would shape Rhaenyra’s life or the troubles my dark locks would bring.

I was a quiet babe. Rhaenyra’s labor was swift and less painful than when Jacaerys was born. That day was the last time I would be silent.

˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”°˜”*°

Maehrys Velaryon, age 6

The oinking of the pig grew louder as I neared the dragon pit. The room was just as gloomy as I remembered, and the thick air seemed almost to suffocate me. Jace, Aegon, and Luke were laughing at Aemond’s expression. They had played another trick on him.

“Looks like you cannot claim a dragon either.” I tried to offer a small smile to comfort my uncle, who had fallen prey to Jace and Aegon’s jest once again.

“I will claim the biggest dragon one day.” Aemond avoided looking at me. “Unlike you.” He turned to face me, his voice dripping with contempt. “Dragons do not like bastards.” His words were harsh, and even the darkness of the dragon pit couldn’t hide the disgust on his face.

My brothers and my other uncle quickly left, leaving Aemond and me alone.

“I am not a bastard!” I shrieked, my vision blurring with tears. I didn’t fully understand the term, but I knew it was meant to hurt, and I could tell it wasn’t a compliment.

“Out of my way, bastard.” Aemond pushed me, and I stumbled, falling to the ground.

Lying there in the dragon pit, I could barely hear the faint noises of the pig. I wondered why my uncle hated me so much. I didn’t understand what “bastard” meant, but I knew it was whispered behind my back lately.

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Maehrys Velaryon, age 8

I turned the page in my book about dragons and read about the oldest and biggest of them all: the Cannibal. This dragon was said to be the eldest of all the wild dragons, even older than Sheepstealer. His scales were as black as coal, and his eyes glowed green with menace. The smallfolk of Dragonstone called him Cannibal because he feasted on dragon eggs, smaller dragons, and even dragon corpses. I traced my fingers over the page depicting Cannibal. I didn’t think of him as a beast but as a dream. I never imagined I would relate so deeply to a wild dragon. The smallfolk were afraid of him and cast him aside instead of trying to bond with the majestic creature.

I vowed to grow up and tame the biggest and oldest wild dragon ever: Cannibal.

“You are not allowed to be here.” Aemond’s voice startled me. He walked toward me, his gaze fixed on the book I was holding. “The Wild Dragons of Westeros.” He read the title and laughed, snatching the book from my small hands.

“Give it back!” I exclaimed, but he held it out of my reach. He was taller than me, already maturing faster than me, making it even harder for me to get the book back. He might not have been as tall as Aegon, but I struggled nonetheless.

“You are not to read about dragons, bastard.” He looked down at me with disdain. “Go back to your unhatched eggs.”

“Give it back, uncle!” I tried to hold back tears. I jumped, considering touching his arm, but I feared he might hurt me again. “Please!”

“Fine.” Aemond dropped the heavy book, and it landed on my feet.

I cried out in pain as the book hit my right foot and collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down my cheeks.

If I had a dragon, no one would dare to hurt me.

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Ser Harwin Strong would seize the Velaryon steel blade out of my hands. “Seven hells, what do you think you are doing?” He asked, looking horrified at the open wound on my arm.

I whimpered in pain. I was tired of hearing the words “bastard,” “dark-haired,” and “illegitimate.” The poisonous whispers seemed endless, and I envied the dead—at least they couldn’t hear, feel, or cry. I was exhausted from the taunting and physical assaults, and I wanted to disappear.

I wished my grandsire, the King, would sentence me to death and let me rest.

My grandsire was selfish.

“Maehrys!” Rhaenyra’s voice cracked, her heart breaking. “Fetch me the maester!”

I couldn’t understand why I hadn’t pierced deeper. I hesitated because I felt weak. As my eyes grew heavy and my breathing slowed, I felt a strange sense of peace.

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Maehrys Velaryon, age 10

I mourned my father, Laenor, my aunt Laena, and my only friend, Harwin Strong. People were dropping dead suddenly, and I knew my time might come soon—maybe sooner, after what happened at Driftmark, when my younger brother Luke took one of Aemond’s eyes.

Life felt so fragile, and I remembered Ser Harwin’s words: “Life is precious, people get very little of it lately.” I wished I’d never heard them. I didn’t fully understand what went wrong with my attempt to end my life, but I was somehow grateful for it.

“Mother.” I approached Rhaenyra as she tended to the wound inflicted by the Queen on her arm. I raised my sleeve and placed my arm next to hers. “Look, we are the same.”

“Oh, child.” Rhaenyra sighed and hugged me tightly despite the pain in her arm.

I didn’t understand why my mother cried so often, but I wanted to believe her tears were happy ones—happy that despite our differences in hair color and the cruel whispers, we were still the same.

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Maehrys Velaryon, age 13

“Enough!” Ser Criston Cole shouted as he shoved me onto the icy ground. “I do not wish to harm you anymore, princess!” He said as he saw me struggling.

I spat blood as I pushed my sword into the muddy ground. My muscles were aching, my head was throbbing, but I didn’t listen to Ser Criston. With the help of my sword, I slowly got up. My tunic’s right sleeve had rolled up slightly, revealing the scar on my lower arm—a reminder of a time when I wished to end my life. “Our training session is not over,” I said, raising my sword despite the pain. The sharp edge was directed at a sorrowful Criston Cole.

“I yield.” Ser Criston threw his sword down and raised his arms in defeat. The cold, heavy autumn rain made it hard for him to see my face, but he could sense my frustration.

“Pick up your sword.” My voice was rough from the blood in my throat. When he didn’t move, I shouted, “I command you to pick up your sword!”

I was young, but I was determined. After the failed attempt on my life, I decided to train every day, hoping to one day defeat Aemond in combat. Not just Aemond, but Aegon too; and Ser Criston Cole, and the cruel Queen, and everyone who dared call me a bastard.

If I couldn’t be one of them, I would become something far worse.

☽➛A/N: Hi! Sorry for being gone for so long, I've been doing uni work and binging game of thrones/house of the dragon. I've had this idea for a fanfic for quite a while now so I finally decided to publish it. !!DISCLAIMER: English is not my first language! feel free to correct me at any time!

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Fun things about my OC, Tyche:

My OC: Tyche, who glows like a moon jellyfish, much to annoyance of other members of the already dark dorm, he's a natural nightlight

Tyche who has somehow been front and centre to almost every overblot, due to sheer dumb luck, wrong place wrong time Tyche who takes a great interest in other lands, and will ask and always listen to peoples stories of back home

Tyche who always seems to be tired despite always found napping around campus, usually near fountains

Tyche who has a strong disliking of Ace after being hit in the face with a basketball, the one time he showed up to support Floyd, (Floyd was hysterical the rest of practice)

Tyche who accidently made friends with Malleus after cleaning a gargoyle statue outside ramshackle as a favour to Yuu, turns out they get along very well

Tyche who wasn't aware of Malleus royal linage, due to his constant spacing out

Tyche who got yelled at by Sebek a couple weeks after meeting Malleus for being so informal

Tyche and Floyd who scared most of the dorm the one time they got along, turns out they had just finished watching Bambi and were emotional

Tyche and Idia who are 'Friends' but have never spoken directly to eachother, their conversations are normally Azul and Ortho being their proxys

Tyche who Joined the pop music club and discovered his love of guitar

Tyche whos totally not got a huge crush on Cater, and has become a regular at the Heartslaybul dorm by now and gets away with it by keeping to the rules, most of the time

Tyche whos had to beg Jamil to stop Kailm sending gifts to the Coral sea, as most of it can't be bought underwater

Tyche who cut his bangs at the Monsto Lounge counter during a shift with kitchen sissors ~Tyche and the other Second Years~ Tyche and Riddle, who get along quite well, thanks to his genuine interest in learning about the Queendom of roses, he also asks Riddle for study tips

Tyche who takes leftover food to Ruggie, and leaves it randomly across the Savannaclaw dorm for him to 'Find'

Tyche and Floyd who don't really get along, Tyche finds his antics exhuasting after dealing with them for so long, but would never go behind his back

Tyche and Jade who don't speak as much anymore, but study together more often in recent years, with Tyche trying to understand how he's so good in class Tyche who slept in Azuls dorm for a month after his OB, scared of losing his oldest friend, Tyche had cried afterwards, blaming himself for not being able to help stop Leona and Yuu

Tyche and Kalim, who are in the same club and sometimes hang out in the Scarabia dorm, listening to stories about the Scalding Sands

Tyche who couldn't look Jamil in the eyes after his OB, simply beacuse Azuls was so raw, but eventually became friends again after alot of talking

Tyche and Silver who are surprisingly good friends, both having sleeping issues, Silver with narcolepsy and Tyche who struggles with periods of insomnia, they spend some nights simply hanging out in an empty classroom