#clara's ocs

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Alyss Icedreamer

Name: Alyss Icedreamer

Pronouns: She/Her

School: Ice

Age: 26

Origin: Born in Polaris, raised in Aquila

Backstory under the cut :)

(Despite how long this has taken me to write, the lore is still gonna probably be slightly incorrect along with some creative liberty taken! It's been a while since I've gone through the actual lore, so please just bear with me, I'll fix the inconsistencies as I actually go through the game properly!)

Alyss was born to a struggling Polarian merchant family. Her parents barely were able to scrape by, but they knew that the best course of action to secure a good education and a better life for their little girl would be to smuggle her out with their meager trade goods to Aquila, and beg for them to take care of her.

So, Alyss was accepted and raised among the eagles of Aquila, trained to see into the hidden places and seek out knowledge wherever it could be found. It quickly became home to her, though she missed her family deeply. Whenever she could, she did her best to check in on them, through the scrying pools of the oracles.

Though she was young, she quickly rose past what the Aquilan oracles could teach her about magic and scrying, and set her on a different path, encouraging her to go to Ravenwood to study magic.

Alyss, once again uprooted from her home, found comfort in the stability of Ice magic, practicing day and night to make each spell as precise and perfect as she could. With the ability to purify waters for scrying, as well as the icy familiarity of her Polarian home, she threw herself into her studies, body, mind, and soul. She made fast friends with a few other young wizards - a necromancer, a pyromancer, and a sorcerer - and she strove to protect them with her magic. While they dealt damage, she would encase them in shields and let no harm come to them.

Merle Ambrose willingly took her on as a student, and supported her unfailingly. But as she grew as both a person and as a student - into one of the best and brightest students he had ever taught - he began to see in her inklings of one of his old students. He resolved that this time he would do his best to correct his failures if he was able, but with as old as he was, he would have to trust that Alyss would not fall to the darkness.

After Alyss and her friends rescued the spirit of Sylvia Drake, foiled Malistaire's plans, and laid them both to rest, Halston Baelstrom quickly saw further potential in the four students. He tapped each of them for an expedition to the lost world of Celestia, full of new magic and dangers to explore, and introduced each of them to the wonders of Selenopolis. Ambrose had his reservations, but allowed Alyss to join the rest of the group.

Alyss, of course, was immediately fascinated by this overwhelming influx of schools of magic, both the familiar and the new, and resolved to learn as many of them as she could. She would weave the schools together, make new magic... and Star, Moon, and Sun would all be at her fingertips.

Try as she might, though, the strength of the Sun and the changeability of the Moon escaped her. The only school to flow through her like Ice magic did, was that of Star magic. Even weaving properly into another school was difficult, as she had never trained into a school other than Ice before. She was unable to weave into any other schools, but she did find an affinity for Star magic.

She was happy for her friends who were able to master the other Astral schools and weave so efficiently, even if she was a little bit jealous of their ability to quickly master these new types of spellcasting.

The jealousy was set aside, though, at the onset of several difficult battles, and the appearance of the Umbra Queen, Morganthe. Upon seeing her for the first time, Alyss locked eyes with her, and felt a strange tug in the pit of her stomach. For each night after, as they journeyed through Zafaria and Avalon in pursuit of Morganthe, she was plagued first with dreams of a shattering mirror, then the wailing cry of a horn. Each dream ended with a strange green-eyed woman peering through it all, seemingly parting some sort of curtain through the realms of dreams.

The woman broke the nightmares at first, a comforting presence. Alyss figured it must be some sort of scrying technique, though she had never heard of being able to break into dreams and affect them.

While traveling through Avalon especially, Alyss developed strange gaps in her memories that the others didn't seem to have. Dark spots, shrouded by shadow, that hurt when Alyss tried to pierce through them. She tried to leave them alone, but they only grew when she ignored them, spreading like tar through her mind.

When Alyss and the others arrived to Azteca, the green-eyed woman made fewer and fewer appearances. Alyss' dreams shifted to fire, destruction, and death raining from above, the sky falling, and the world becoming cloaked in shadows. Her own scrying became clouded, and she withdrew into herself, focusing on her other magic as comfort, and strengthening each one of her protective shield spells. Deep inside, though, she worried that it wouldn't be enough.

The time came to foil Morganthe's plans on Xibalba. The woman in her dreams had vanished weeks ago, and the shadow was creeping in. If Alyss didn't end this, all would be lost, for Azteca and the rest of the Spiral.

She felt the familiar gut wrench when she went to Xibalba. With the help of her friends, she broke the shadow webs. Each web clung to her, giving her a twisted sense of resolve. This was the way she would protect her friends, this was the way she would save them. She would take the darkness inside of her and use it to defeat Morganthe.

Once Morganthe was in reach, Alyss rushed forward to unleash her shadowy power onto Morganthe, but she had been carrying it for too long. Without knowing how to control it, the backlash of the Shadow she carried inside struck her down before she could damage Morganthe.

The sky over Azteca fell, and Alyss remembered nothing more.

This is part 1 of probably a few - I managed to save the other bit I wrote in a doc, so I'll be adding to this with a reblog soon :) I needed to just post what I had, but I'll be writing a bit more soon and finishing out the lore through the beginning of arc 3 I think! It's been fun to write even if it's been really chaotic and long lol - it's angstier than I usually write my characters to be, but I figured I'd indulge in a character who got really messed up by Azteca.

I appreciate y'all's patience, and thank you if you got this far! I really hope you like her! Y'alls' likes and comments on my other girlies mean a lot and are so so appreciated :)

[noisykk]

some sketches about Pathologic ^^

P7-P9 is my friend's OC Jocosus and The inquisitor💕

[kabishkat19]

Barbie NextGen🎀

(Barbie and the Nutcracker)

Michael (16)

Mina (10)

[enchantedchocolatebars]

Small announcement post regarding chapter 6 of "A Winsome Witch and a Happy Human".

There's also a poll at the end.

Commission art here.

So, for this chapter, I finally have a clear idea of how I want to write it ! (Thank you for the help, @leespinoodle) .

It'll be written from the first-person perspective of Teen Philip as he writes and describes scenes in his diary entries (which will be in italics) that have led to a very crucial event that occurs in the chapter.

Each moment will be expanded on as I write them in regular font.

Also, I was wondering, @ the readers who are reading / have read the chapters of this fic that are out, would you be interested in reading ficlets related to "A Winsome Witch And A Happy Human" ?

I already have titles and summaries for two possible fics in particular:

"Once Upon A Dream" - Kid Clara dreams about sharing a sweet and sentimental dance with her one true love.

"Classified Celebration" - Kid Philip has a secret celebration for his 6th birthday with his family.

Commission art here.

[beebfreeb]

That last post reminded me that I redrew my nutcracker guys. I have to be clear, I think they can they're transgender. As a treat.

[dewdlepies]

Baby's first ice cream.

Astarion doesn't mean to tease, sometimes babies are just funny.

[impish-baby]

Oc intro: Clara, yandere mother - 💜

It's hard being a working woman and taking care of a household, but Clara has done her best. Her children are... well enough, all things considered. She's bathed, clothed, and fed them all these years. They should be grateful. They've had a roof over their heads, and they can still live at home rent-free. That's more than some kids can say!

Her oldest don't really talk to her, and that's fine. They're just young and don't understand. She can wait out whatever tantrum the twins are throwing. They'll get over it eventually, they always did when they were younger. Her middle son has some behavioral issues, but no child can be perfect. Jaiden still does his best, thats all she can ask for even if the boy is prickly at times. (Thankfully, the fighting phase stopped in high school...) Her youngest has never stirred up any trouble, at least.

....come to think of it, she hasn't seen you around lately. Usually, you're in the common areas of the house, hovering around like a fly. But Clara doesn't recall seeing you this morning. Huh.. When she checks your room it only brings more questions than answers. It's... a mess. Not the normal kind of mess you might expect from a teenager or young adult, no, the room is partially trashed.

Drawers are ripped from the dresser, posters are torn off of the wall, it's like a tornado happened. Clara stands in the doorway for a very very long time, barely processing what she's looking at. it's completely unlike her youngest to leave anything a reck. Especially one that looks like it was done in a rage.. so where are you?

There isn't any sign of where you could be or when you're coming back. It's concerning. She's sure you didn't run off, you know better. The twins at least said goodbye and properly packed their things before leaving. But other than the mess, the room is practically untouched. Clara's lip is raw by the time she snaps herself out of the stupor she was in, bending down to pick up a shattered picture frame after a moment. She.. didn't know you had this. The photo is old, back when all of her children were still living at home. It's probably the last time everyone took a photo together..

....when was the last time she actually saw you? She can't seem to recall the last conversation she had with you or how long your hair is, and the more Clara thinks about it, the more troubling it gets. Why didn't she notice your absence sooner? Did you run? Where to? With basically nothing besides the clothes on your back? Darling..

[shinyzango]

🎄 Merry Christmas & Happy New Year! 🎄

This year I wanted to do a redraw of an old piece for my Holiday drawing, wanting to update it with my newer characters and updating the designs. I just didn't realize that it has been 10 years since that piece.

I hope you all enjoy this piece 💝

I'm including the timelapse and the comparison with the original drawing under the Read More for anyone interested 👍

Timelapse:

Comparison with the original:

[rexlottie]

Making fnaf au it’s called giving the movie aftons a backstory and by extension making mrs afton a fleshed out character just so I can draw her as rhea seehorn au

[cozylittleartblog]

James Hall & Clara Clemont in... Swing Time!

[mandatorybear]

Season 2's outtro was indeed cute! (Thanks for the suggestion, @beatrixie12)

[a-spiral-into-madness]

Amber Hawkthorn

Pronouns: She/Her

School: Balance

Age: 24

Origin: Marleybone (she's got an Aussie accent lol)

Backstory under the cut! :)

Amber was born in Marleybone, to—

(Wait, what do you mean you weren't really born in Marleybone? ...Krokotopia? You're kidding.)

Ahem. Sorry about that.

Amber was born to Marleybonian parents, but she was actually born abroad, in Krokotopia, while her parents were on an archaeological expedi-

(What now? Your parents are anthropologists and not archaeologists? Who even knows the difference aside from you? The expedition team that your family traveled with, got it, yes, I understand. Can I please finish? Thank you.)

Amber was born to Marleybonian anthropologist parents, abroad, in Krokotopia, while they were on an expedition with the rest of the anthropological team (see, I got it right that time?) that was exploring and learning about Krokotopian artifacts and society.

She traveled around quite a bit as a child, everywhere from Krokotopia to Zafaria. While Amber has some recollection of the cultures of the different areas she visited, when she got old enough to enroll in a magic school, her parents decided to send her to Ravenwoo-

(Oh, come on, you can't possibly have any corrections here- They were going to send you to Wysteria? Why in Bartleby's Green Spiral would they do that? Family connections. Groundskeeper Verne is your uncle's cousin twice removed? Now you're just messing with me. Please tell me you're kidding.)

ANYWAY, after the paperwork fell through due to it being shredded by a... ferocious... wildclaw... Amber was sent to Ravenwood, where she was taught Balance magic. She took to it naturally and exuberantly, exploring every corner of Wizard City, from Golem Tower to the depths of the Dark Cave.

(Oh, oh, you mean that literally. You even have a list of your favorite corners in Wizard City? You... you don't have to list them all off now. Maybe we can share that another time.)

She made plenty of friends, including a rather quiet Thaumaturge, a bookish Necromancer, and an ambitious Pyromancer, and helped them solve each mystery on all of the streets throughout Wizard City. She helped everyone she could, and took meticulous notes on the cultures and customs of each set of monsters they fought, even needing to get pulled out of several near-battles by her newfound friends, after getting a bit too close and becoming distracted by her notes. She particularly enjoyed helping out Prospector Zeke - a fellow after her own heart - and spent plenty of time with him, documenting each Smith she found in the City.

She and her newfound friends began branching out, exploring more of the Spiral, and Amber was happy to tag along. Never mind this Malistaire business, she was just content to support her friends in their travels. She sought out Prospector Zeke in every new world they explored, always being sure to give him a hug where she found him. He, in return, always had a new thing for her to find - Amber suspected that he might just be hiding them around for her, but she didn't mind.

Throughout their travels, Amber received regular letters from her parents, no matter where she was in the Spiral. Every week there was a new letter from them, like clockwork, detailing the nuances of their expeditions. Their newest expedition was classified, but they could reveal small portions of their findings, in vague terms and excited nonspecific ramblings. Each week, Amber looked forward to their letters - until one week, they stopped coming entirely. Preoccupied with the issue of Malistaire's imminent takeover of the Spiral, Amber could only hope that her parents were safe and sound.

As soon as Malistaire was soundly defeated, Amber's first thought was of her parents, and of home. She reached out to anyone she could think to ask in Ravenwood, from Mr. Lincoln to Harold Argleston to even Merle Ambrose himself.

After a flurry of activity, Professor Balestrom called Amber in to tell her that her parents' secretive expedition had been to the lost world of Celestia, home of astral magic. The expedition team had gotten separated, however, and her parents had gotten stranded. So off to Celestia the wizards went, in search of Amber's lost parents.

Over the course of their time in Celestia, each of the wizards learned a different form of Astral Magic. Amber had a great deal of self confidence, and was always rather bubbly and unabashedly herself. But even though she was perfectly happy to be herself, she had always longed to know what it would be like to be someone else. It was her dream to try out new forms of magic, and to have a different shape and a different form of herself. So when it came time for her to choose an Astral school of focus, she found herself drawn immediately to Moon magic. It fascinated her, and allowed her to be whatever she wanted to be. Even a Gobbler! (Which she thought was a bit silly, and promptly used in every battle, much to Alyss's chagrin.)

When her parents had been safely rescued, it was off to Zafaria! And plenty of new dangers to explore...

Ngl, y'all, this took far more time than I thought it would! I wanted to get something done today, so ending at Zafaria it is! XD

I may write more for Amber as I go along - I absolutely adore her! She's so much fun and I'm really looking forward to playing her. She's definitely a bubbly gal and very extroverted and finds joy in everything, and I love playing games as those sorts of characters :)

I have so many little factoids and silly ideas for Amber still so watch out for those!

[peachhcs]

macklin giving blarie her first piece of sharks clothes with his name and number ! also mack got this awesome sharks bomber jacket for the draft and i definitely seeing him wanting blarie to wear it because it would look so much better on him

celebrini 71

figure skater x macklin celebrini au (macklin + blaire)

after becoming official, blaire makes her debut in mack’s official sharks jersey as a surprise

wc: 1.7k

i swear you guys are just writing the au at this point i’m just here to add the details :) i combined two requests since they were basically the same thing but i thought this was super cutie

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now that they were officially together, it was just a matter of slowly telling everyone else and the fans who mack knew would go crazy when they found out he had a girlfriend. knowing how crazy they got sometimes, he didn't wanna scare blaire with it all, so before the next game, they talked about how ready she was to make their relationship public. 

"we totally don't have to do any of it," mack said making sure the girl understood that he wasn't pressuring her into any of this. she giggled though. 

"i don't know, i kind of want to. plus, so many people where your name and number so i'd just blend in with them. people will think i'm a fan or something," blaire grinned and those words were like music to the boy's ears. he'd been dying to get her into something that told people who's she was. not in a possessive way, but in a way that he wanted to show her off. 

"i guess you're right. are you sure though? i don't wanna push you into this if you aren't ready. people online can be pretty brutal," the brunette admitted because he's seen it before with so many guys and their girlfriends where the fans were just ruthless and saying horrible things—especially to will and samy after they got back together. 

"i'm sure, i promise. i hardly even use instagram or twitter to even see those comments," the girl reassured him, pecking the bridge of his nose. 

"okay, well in that case, my whole closet is yours to choose from," mack jumped up and opened the doors so blaire could see the full layout of all of his sharks merch she could wear to the game. she blushed, her eyes wandering over all of the options. 

"i mean i'd love if you wanted to wear my jersey, but if that's too much too soon you obviously don't have to. i have a bunch of shirts with my name on them—oh, and..i may have gotten you a small something," the hockey player rambled nervously as he jumped back over to his desk. blaire watched curiously as he brought out a two boxes wrapped up in blue wrapping paper. she raised her eyebrow.

"mack, what is this? you don't have to get me things," she quickly complained but the boy shook his head. 

"i know, but i wanted to," he smiled softly. she eyed him before slowly ripping the paper open. the first box she opened was a sharks t-shirt that one would see in the merch store or something, but after flipping it over, macklin's 71 and last name was displayed across the back. the girl quickly grinned.

"i wanted to get you your own," mack explained.

"this is so sweet, mack. i love it. i'll wear it everyday," she brought him into a hug. "good, i'm glad you like it. i had to keep up the tradition you know? of you having all my team shirts," he kissed her cheek and then urged her to open the other slightly bigger box. 

blaire tore into the wrapping paper again and eagerly lifted the lid off the box. her eyes widened when she saw the same sharks' teal in the form of a jacket. she lifted it up to see, admiring the detail that was the san jose sharks across the back and then mack's name and number along the sleeves. 

"woah, this is crazy," blaire mumbled

"i got it from the draft but i thought you'd look better in it than i ever would," he chuckled a bit.

"are you serious? you don't want this??" the dirty blonde admired the jacket in disbelief that her boyfriend didn't wanna keep something like this for his memories. 

"i'm sure. i probably wouldn't really wear it and i want you to have it," he insisted. blaire looked at him, a soft expression coating her features as he brought him into another hug. 

"you're so sweet. thank you," she said and they exchanged warm smiles. 

"of course. i hope i'll see you in one of them tonight," mack grinned, excited to see what outfit blaire would choose. she smirked, "looks like you'll have to wait and see." 

—

blaire was gonna go all out for the game. she layered the new shirt mack just got her with his jersey which she was already planning on wearing before he got her the new shirt and jacket. she did her hair in a half up braid and those teal and white ribbons she wore to every game. she really hoped mack would like her outfit because she'd been planning it since last week when they finally became official. 

the girl pulled up to the rink an hour before puck drop. she got through the front security and headed towards her seat, eyes on the lookout for mack down on the ice. like blaire suspected, she blended right in with the other fans wearing the player's jerseys so everyone would just think she bought mack's jersey herself when in reality it was his actual jersey she was wearing. 

the brunette was busy warming up that he didn't notice her in her usual spot right away. the girl just admired him for the moment and the focus on his face as he ran the puck between his stick. it was something blaire had always admired about him and his dedication. mack never once let up, always ready, always giving it his all. it was why they bonded so quickly way back when they met because she was super dedicated to figure skating. she put her whole life into it, so meeting someone who was just as passionate about his own sport was something blaire really admired. 

finally, the rookie looked up at the stands for his girlfriend. he didn't see her at first because she blended right in with the other fans, so the boy became puzzled when he thought he didn't see her in her usual spot. he looked at the time—20 minutes until the start of the game. if mack knew anything about blaire it was that she hated being late. she always got to places early, so he was confused when he didn't see her. 

mack started growing concerned and was about to ask will when he finally saw her face in the crowd of people. she was looking at her phone, but mack recognized those ribbons from a mile away. his eyes traveled further down her figure and that's when he realized why she blended in so well and he didn't see her at first. 

she was wearing his jersey he gave her the other day. his jersey. the brunette was so shocked that he stopped everything he was doing to stare at her which made it quite obvious to others watching him. 

"mack?" will grew confused when he saw his friend just standing there not moving. the blonde tried following his eye line and that's when he saw blaire sitting up in the stands with a 71 on her back. 

"that's my jersey," the boy mumbled still in disbelief. 

"celly, you're staring," will nudged him before other fans caught onto what he was staring at. 

mack finally broke out of his stare, face completely red when he realized how hard he was staring. he ducked his face so fans didn't see and acted like he was still doing warm ups. blaire finally looked up, oblivious to her boyfriend's staring. she smiled when will offered a tiny wave in her direction. the girl waved back and then she watched him nudge mack. the boy's head slowly lifted and that's when she saw his crazy blush and she knew he had seen her in his jersey. 

mack wasn't sure how he was going to get through this game knowing blaire was up there in his jersey. not some knock off from merch stores, it was his. a jersey he's put on his body and been out on the ice during games. 

the team was called back down the tunnel. mack sent her a quick wink as he skated after will making blaire giggle. 

it was safe to say blaire was mack's good luck charm that night. he got two goals and two assists—his best game yet. the fans were on their feet cheering the rookie on, but the only cheers that mattered to mack belonged to the dirty blonde jumping around with pretty little ribbons tied into her hair staring directly at him. 

he was out of the locker room in record speed once the game finished to where blaire always waited for him in their secret hallway in the back of the arena. he laid his eyes on her as soon as he turned the corner and was practically running to spin her into his arms. blaire giggled when mack immediately lifted her off the ground, spreading a thousand kisses across her face. 

"hey," she giggled at his affection. mack pulled back to really take her in up close, his pupils literally turning to hearts as he made her do a slow spin so he could see the whole jersey on her. 

"wow," he mumbled. 

"i wanted to surprise you," blaire grinned and she felt his fingers gently trace his last name on her upper back and then down to the 71. 

"you look so good," he turned her back around, cupping her face in his hands. 

"so you like it?" 

"like it? i love it," the brunette kissed her, not being able to hold back anymore. she stood on her tiptoes for a better angle, her own hands clutching his wrists. 

"you look beautiful," mack hummed when they pulled back. 

"you're so sweet. brings me back to shattuck days," blaire remembered the old days where mack always gave her the jersey he wasn't wearing that game for her to wear and she wore it proudly every time. tonight was no different. 

"for sure, but this is even better," the rookie leaned in to kiss her again and she quickly reciprocated. it was such a good thing no one came back to this part of the arena ever.

[peceraynadamas]

Thinking of the Carmines always. They are so silly <3

And my oc Cove

[antivanism]

CLARA THORNE | GREY WARDEN | EVOKER

[enchantedchocolatebars]

Sir Caleb and Lady Clara! 🩷 🩵 🌼 💕 💟

During their lively conversation, the couple was clueless about the bearded hobo man and his sparrow spying on them from the bushes.

(Commission drawn by @mochapao)

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The witch in the art is my wittewife oc.