#but i mean who doesnt with their oc's

[ganondoodle]

( OC, Eadrya, they/them, water demon )

"Oh don't look at me like that, is this the first time you've drawn blood or what? do it again! had a nice sting to it-" (Eadrya to Shargon, likely the first time Shargon's ever dared to fight them instead of fleeing immediately like his life depended on it ... bc it did)

finally gave Eadrya their deserved post character arc design (instead of doing what i should be)

since i know my handwriting isnt always readable, heres a short an overly long explanation of the context (oops)

(recap, the demon world was invaded and is believed to be destroyed, Eadrya lost a fight for the first time in their life to a celestial and survived by sheer luck and kindness of a little fishing village in the human realm, which kind of broke their pride and kickstarted their arc- (here i drew the lady in charge of the village before, though Eadryas design here is also a little out of date again ..)

-skipping alot in between that and the end of their arc bc that would jsut be too long for this post)

Eadrya helped other Lords and Shargon (with Midas and Idri) escape from a trap set by hunters but was captured themself, since it was the first time hunters managed to catch a Lord they 'researched' alot about demons using them .. by torturing them (demons are not considered sentient by people at large)

they managed to escape but were hunted down immediately, even Eadrya with their immense magic overproduction and abillity to recover was too drained (both literally of their strength -since the most effective way to hurt/immobilize a demon is draining them of their magic/blood faster than they can recover it- AND mentally) to easily avoid them and instead turned to killing, making them relapse into their old bloodthirst which lead to them spiraling into thinking that it is all they are ever good for and they will never be able to change-

Thor (with Idri) were on their way to free them after being informed of Eadryas capture ( Thor is Eadryas best and only friend ) but when they arrived it had already escalated so far that they went after killing Thor as well, now firmly believing Thor was never their friend but was simply trying to tame them out of fear of their power (not completely wrong ..). despite Thor with his two hearts being able to give Eadrya a second chance they decide to go for killing him twice, unintentionally missing the second time but doing enough damage for Thor to .. essentially fall into a near death condition; thinking they actually killed him everything starts to fall apart further as they realize over time they have changed after all but it is too late now-

Eadrya then flees into a snowy mountain range far away and lives there in complete isolation for several months (as a sort of .. self punishment and convinced of that being the best choice for everyone, they are a danger, they have no one left anyway etc trying to cope with it all) and thus grows out their fur (yes they always had fur, just short and slick like a seals fur) which they keep even after reuniting with Thor and everyone else later down the line

(the golden rope they wear in the picture was made by Thor during the time he was recovering and searching for them with the solar pirates (long story..), its not a good quality but he tried his best ... the two beads on it symbolize Thors two hearts (thunder and fire, blue and red)- Eadrya treasures it dearly)

so funnily enough, despite looking much wilder now they are actually much better in their self control and general health :P

[missescalientee]

Finally revealing one of my other blorbos, Niccolo Sonata! A mixed genre troll who poses as a Pop Idol up until world tour

He's a complicated bag, he's half rock half classical, his mother kind of low-key hates him, and his dad does care but is kind of paralyzed with various anxieties that comes with the fact that Niccolo is half classical (worried about his constitution and his wings) and things related to his mother (she doesn't want Niccolo to become like his dad and puts a lot of restrictions on him)

Both of his parents don't really know what to do with him, and he doesn't know what to do with himself.

He has a lot of internalized hatred towards himself and the two sides of his musical families, plus he is a secret third genre (symphonic rock) which he doesn't fully understand. He got picked on a bit in Volcano Rock City, they're a lot rougher than he's used to so he just kind of took it, which is why he looks so roughed up in one pic and the other he says they hate him in VRC

Again he's really complicated even tho he doesn't look it, if you have questions about him lmk

[crystallizsch]

i love twst ships based on a certain disney (or not disney) characters because i can put them together like this it’s so funny

even funnier if some of them are based on objects 😭😭😭

(anyways sneak peek of new ships/ocs i’m planning on hdbsjkscbks)

[itslilacokay]

do you ever

[mblue-art]

the moon is beautiful, isn't it?

alt art under the cut

[wu-wakfu-undertale]

he'd have the strangest convos with the trans eliatropes guys (yes based off of that one mp100 post)

bonus of the eliatrope on the left, her name is amura! :]

[janesjuicebox]

Me because I get a new special interest every month

I have a habit of drawing my favorite characters in penis costumes

Also the link cuz its underrated I think

Gore warning tho,,

[dervampireprince]

>be a female non-binary or female/fem fan >insert the guess I’ll die meme

...i don't know why you'd sent me this. are you trying to guilt trip me into making more 4nb or 4f audios?

i am fully accepting of having fans who are nonbinary, women, or fem-aligned. the majority of my audios are 4a as in for a gender neutral listener, that includes nonbinary and fem people. i am not going to apologise for some of my audios being for male listeners. i am a trans man who likes making audios for trans men because i wish there were more audios for trans men out there. a lot of my listeners are trans men or trans masc. i understand the frustration of feeling left out of something or wishing there was more content for that fits you specifically, but let my trans masc audience have their thing. not all of my audios have to be for you.

some of my ocs are gay, i am not going to make m4f audios with them, but most of them are bi/pan so again you're complaining about a minority of my audios.

and yes i mostly make 4a and 4m now and it's been a while since i've made a specific 4f audio, but again most of my patreon members are trans man/trans masc and so i make audios for them because they pay me too.

and, i literally have audio commissions open so anyone who misses me making 4f listeners can just commission me to do so. i am happy to take audio requests from my patreon members and commissions for audios where the listener is non-binary/female/fem/etc.

leaving asks like this is just going to make me associate making m4f audios with this sort of behaviour, it's just going to make me less likely to do them. i do not appreciate being guilt tripped, if you meant it as a joke it's not a funny one, and you didn't leave a tone tag to indicate so.

there are so many creators out there making m4f audios. the majority of male asmr voice actors make m4f content. i am in the niche of making mostly m4a with the occasional m4m. if you have a problem with this i suggest you stop listening to my audios and coming to my page.

people who are non-binary, cis women, trans women, trans fem, demigirls, genderfluid and any other identity that is female or fem-aligned are more than welcome in my spaces and welcome to listen to my audios. but complaining that i sometimes make audios for gay men, bi/pan men, trans men... i don't know what you're hoping to achieve with that.

i'm a trans man, i am always going to want to make audios for other trans men, the audios i wish i could hear for myself. and my audios are based on my patreon requests and it's rare that i get a requests for m4f audios. no complaining is going to make me stop doing that. maybe instead of complaining or guilt tripping me you could go and search for creators who make m4f and m4nb audios, you could see if there are creators making audios specifically for trans women, and if there aren't maybe instead of complaining that you're 'going to die' because i made a m4m audio, you could just ask creators you like if they would consider making more m4f/m4nb audios.

again if this was meant to be light-hearted or a joke, you completely missed the mark. and i'm autistic and there's no tone tag so i have no way of knowing how to interpret what you sent. and even if you had used a tone tag to indicate you were joking, it's not a funny joke.

do the other non-binary and fem in my community/audience feel left behind or not seen by my audios?

i hope not. i hope me making fewer m4f audios hasn't greatly upset anyone. i've never tried to exclude you, it just so happens that the majority of my audience is male. and despite the fact that if i made all my audios m4m i'd probably get more views and therefor money, i still keep the majority m4a in order to make sure my fem and nonbinary fans aren't excluded. i'd be willing to hear from any nonbinary or fem fans if you think my m4as are inclusive enough, and to make it clear that with audio commissions back open you can commission me for m4f/m4tf/m4nb audios.

[moeblob]

Because his inner monologues really are just. So long. And I think it's important to show how much this guy thinks in order to say "not quite".

[hyenakat]

did you hear? our high priest is slowly disassembling into a mass of serpents

[skunkes]

i loooove when ocs unrealized development makes them feel like real people like no i dont know whether talon is genuinely attracted to women after years of both clinging to them for safety and years of putting them onto that untouchable idealized Perfect Protector Pedestal that must remain untainted by any bad experiences, so he doesn't even try to Be With any. He doesn't know either

[antariies]

Leave Her Wanting

Summary: Isoun and Eirene share their first kiss.

Characters: Isoun Bitter Scales, Eirene Featherscorn

Notes: Isoun's POV (2nd person); fluff, nsfw-ish; 1.1k words; this is a gift for @i-mybrunettelady! happy oc kiss week! (ㅅ´ ˘ `)♡

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You keep an eye out for red, these days.

In the snowbanks, in the treeline. Strands of it peeking out from underneath the furs next to your sleeping roll. A habit born of necessity, you tell yourself. After all, you’ve got a little jailbird to look after now.

Not that she’s ever tried to escape. Not that you would ever let her. In fact, Eirene seems relieved to have found a traveling companion in you, despite everything. You prod at the campfire with a stick, sending a spray of sparks into the night air. It’s getting late. She should be back from scouting by now.

A twig snaps in the distance and your ears perk up. Now that you’re listening for them, you can hear footsteps. Too light to be any Svanir’s, but uneven in their gait. Odd. You never hear Eirene before you see her. Something’s wrong.

Your scepter is already in your hand and primed with a curse when a small shadow stumbles out from between the trees. The firelight catches on a shock of bright hair. Your grip loosens, but you don’t lower your weapon.

“Ran into a patrol,” Eirene huffs in lieu of a greeting. She limps towards you, bloodied and bruised and leaning hard on her staff like a crutch. “They had an ice-wolf with them. Big one. Nasty piece of work.”

Your gaze is trained over her head, into the forest. “Where are they now?”

“Dead in the snow,” Eirene says proudly. From a pouch on her belt, she produces a bundle of small dragon totems, all tangled together by thin strips of leather. Svanir amulets. “I killed them all. Left their bodies for the ravens.”

You hold your hand out. Even before she places the amulets in your palm, you can sense the residual magic wafting off them. These were freshly—and violently—gathered. After a moment’s consideration, you finally let your scepter drop.

“Good girl,” you reward, handing her trophies back to her. Eirene nods once. Solemn and sharp, like she’s just doing her job, but her eyes sparkle at your praise. How cute. You scan the smaller woman up and down, looking for—there. “Now, take off your pants.”

Eirene’s eyes go wide. “What?” she squeaks.

You raise your eyebrow at her, gesturing to the cut on her thigh. As if on cue, it oozes more blood. “You’re limping. Take off your pants so I can clean that up.”

“Oh!” she breathes. “Oh, right.” You rummage through your pack for your med kit while Eirene fumbles with her boots. Then, out of the corner of your eye, you watch as she undoes the ties on her pants and slips them off with ease, slowing only when she has to peel the ruined, blood-soaked section away from her thigh.

“Come here.” You take a seat near the fire and pat the ground next to you. “Sit.”

Obediently, she slides down next to you, though her usual grace is undermined by her injured leg. She winces as she stretches it out in front of her, then gasps when you hook your fingers under her leg and maneuver it to lay across your lap instead.

“Hush,” you mutter. After washing your hands with water from your canteen, you prepare your tools. Eirene watches you work with naked interest, pale eyes following every movement of your deft fingers. You thread your needle and wipe the dried blood from her wound with a wet cloth. A shallower laceration than it looked initially. Good. Using one of her freckles as a guide, you press your needle to her skin and puncture it without a word.

Eirene grunts as you work, all gritted teeth and knitted brow. Her leg spasms underneath your hand halfway through, so you squeeze just a bit harder to hold it in place. When you do, you hear her breath catch in her throat. You glance up. Her cheeks are flushed red. Everything about her is red. Her face. Her hair. Her blood. Her lips.

Focus.

You turn back to the wound in your lap. With a steady hand, you suture the rest of the cut closed, tying it off with a strong knot and cutting the excess thread with your knife. Your meager roll of gauze gets completely used up and you make a note to resupply at the next village.

Your hand is still on her leg, you realize, resting dangerously close to where her hip meets her thigh. You trace the crease with your eyes, up and up until you’re staring at the wiry hairs peeking out past the edges of her smallclothes.

When you finally look at Eirene, she swallows hard. Then her tongue darts out to wet her lips. The barest flash of pink against her red, red mouth.

You kiss her then, without warning. The hand that was on her thigh wraps behind her neck to pull her closer as you lean in, and the other grabs her chin to tilt her head up. Her lips are warm and soft, but chapped. When you slide your tongue across them, Eirene eagerly opens her mouth for you, inviting you in. You catch her bottom lip between your teeth and she sighs. When was the last time she was touched like this? Spirits, when was the last time you touched anyone like this?

You’re brought back to yourself when Eirene begins to fumble at the straps of your armor. Not so fast. You lean forward until she’s forced to brace herself back on her hands. Then you drop her.

Eirene falls backwards onto the snow with a yelp, messy hair fanning out to frame her face in flames. Her heaving chest fills the air with clouds of her breath.

“Isoun,” she moans.

You’re on her in an instant, scooping and pinning her wrists above her head with one hand and wrapping the other around her throat. You slide your knee in between her thighs, relishing her low whine, the arch of her back, and the involuntary jerk of her hips when you apply the slightest bit of pressure. Eirene gazes hungrily up at you through snow-flecked lashes, eyes glassed over like the surface of a frozen lake. Your lips are an inch apart. You lean in close—

—but not to kiss her. Your mouth finds her ear instead, your hot breath ghosting over the delicate shell of it.

“I’m taking first watch. Sweet dreams, little bird,” you whisper.

Just like that, you release her. Sitting back up, you extricate yourself from between her legs and scoot away as gracefully as you can. As you push yourself to your feet to dust off the snow and dirt, Eirene stays where she is on the ground, dazed. After a moment, she sluggishly raises her arm and grasps at empty air for a second before letting it fall to her side. Perfect.

She’ll dream of you tonight, you’ve made sure of that. And with luck, you’ll hear all about it as she does.

[deoidesign]

I need to know if I'm delusional and projecting onto random characters or if Adam and/or Steve are neurodivergent

You can project whatever you want on them, and I don't know that it's "canon" so to speak but I write them with neurodivergent intent in mind just based on my own life experiences!

so I'm projecting on them too, but it's up for debate whether that's coming across in the text.

Adam is autistic and Steve has ADHD. To Me.

[bawmbo]

WOW, THANK YOU FOR 100+ NOTES AND ALMOST 40 (38) FOLLOWERS!

I'm really glad you guys like him a lot!! here's a for-fun piece I did today of them!! Thank you so much!! It brings me so much joy to bring an enjoyed creature to the table, and make pieces that i like that other people also like :)) !! you guys are the coolest!! handing you all little gold stars, jellyfish charms, and glowsticks of your choosing

[fishnchip3011]

the bfs..... i saw a cute outfit in a store a while ago and felt like drawing rowan in it. then the 2nd pic happened

+ some character info! i initially made rowan without intending to ship him with anyone specifically but i realized he & seb would be really good for each other (seb helps rowan become more assertive, rowan helps seb be more empathetic). them BAM gay people 💥

[mr-aftons-rotting-pussy]

TRAGIC: beautiful william afton post suddenly unrebloggable after mentioning minor thing that doesnt fit canon characterization