#create your oc

[teacup-of-earl-gray]

Ok, here's a fantasy game because I want to feel nostalgy (there was a period of time, when my dream №1 was becoming an elf)

So, here we go

1) take this quiz

2) make your own character, based on the result, using this piccrew (the character can look whatever you want)

3) repost with your quiz result and your character. Don't forget to tag somebody

Feel free to take part even if you weren't tagged :3

I'll go first

I'll tag: @sparrows-my-abhorred

[321spongebolt]

My "Loud House" character hybrid cosplaying Jenny from "My Life as a Teenage Robot", but now with her hair dyed blue.

This is my second set of vectors after my first set where my character hybrid is shown dressed as Jenny without blue hair dye. However, looking at these vectors, it almost looks like she's Jenny in the art style of "The Loud House". Only, she's human and doesn't have her powers (even though my character hybrid could make her boots into rocket boots or if she had a jetpack or something). But of course, since this is "The Loud House" we're talking about, her "Loud House" depiction or surprise guest appearance would say curse words (which "The Loud House" has compared to most other family-friendly adult cartoons like "The Simpsons", "Total Drama Island", "Adventure Time", and "Regular Show"), which the real Jenny wouldn't do since she's from a kids cartoon (kinda like how most guest celebrities or cartoon characters from other media are presented in other adult cartoons).

Feel free to leave a like you enjoy this set of vectors I made.

[kiutotakulady]

Thanks for the tag @ephemeronidwrites !!

Create an OC in the toon me! picrew (based on assets by @hellosunnycore.) I'm doing it for my 3 active ocs from cp2077 (Vashti/Ravin/Mahvish) Yes they're all wearing glasses...well at this point almost all my ocs wear glasses & hijab (kinda self-insert there). Am having too much fun playing with this!

Tagging @theviridianbunny, @illusivesoul, @wanderingaldecaldo, and anyone else who wanna play dress-up with their ocs~

[nikoikoi]

New oc! So, I found one character generator on pinterest, and this the oc I made with it :)

He's name is Nôdoa Talisca, a trans male, chaotic neutral, sign Leo and my precious stupid boy.

I'm still writing a story and I'll make more drawings of him for sure

Here's the link for the generator:

[doritopaw101]

I know it’s a random oc but what would his/their name be?

Rowan

For a full name thing -> Rowan Hawkthrone of House Hemlock

[prahacat]

when the horrors catch up and you take an evening off to batch-process

[rottengurlz]

"my jugular misses your teeth." 🩸

a collab with @kashisun 🔪

[elderwisp]

ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴛꜱᴛᴇᴘꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʀᴀɢ ᴅᴏʟʟ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴇɴᴛʀᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ

[ichiro-artosaki]

rath'zel (@dustybones oc) im obsessed with you!!! been rotating rathheart and rath/blua in my mind (im so sorry bae'zel but your older sister is so fiiiinneee)

[raycatzdraws]

ribbonwood

[trailerparkdad]

saw some blink-182 pics

can ts4 add skateparks already

[traumawhomst]

So Vampires, I won’t lie I love a platonic yandere vampire sire so much.

(1,250 words)

He sees you at your minimum wage job and at first just brushes you off as just another boring human. Then he notices the colors on your bracelet, school colors for a very expensive and exclusive school, a few (human) businesses partners he knew sent their children to that school and none of them worked for minimum wage on their free time. Between the bracelet, the callouses on your hands, and the way your eyes seemed dark and sunken, he knew everything. He left without much thought, telling himself that he didn’t care about some random human and their poor tragic life.

He told himself it was just curiosity when he looked up the current class list, (you can find anything with enough time and money) and found your name. Even in just the school photos you stuck out like a sore thumb, a wildflower in an otherwise perfectly manicured garden. A little further digging revealed you were an amazing student, even if your grades weren’t always perfect. You clearly had talent and a strong work ethic.

It’s just curiosity that makes him dig further, finding your admissions essay, in his office, finding himself smiling at some points, quietly charmed by your choice of words and styling of your essay. It had been a risk that had clearly paid off. He liked those willing to take risks, reminded him of himself when he was younger.

He might as well look further, finding your freelance writing which he poured over in chronological order a growing sense of pride in your progress over the years. Finding your work made him stumble upon your personal life.

Family, but not close, which seemed to be the theme for everyone in it. Did they know about your accomplishments? Did they even care?

He’s not very surprised when he follows you home and sees you living in a studio in an apartment with paper walls, living on a diet of instant noodles and whatever soda was cheapest for that week. How could you study living like this? You seemed to only ever work or study, taking every shift you could just to make enough to afford something a little filling than instant noodles. Surely you’re not at your best, he can’t help but wonder what you could produce given proper resources.

His colleagues laugh when he defends it all as just curiosity, and he decides to approach you in person to finally get over this little, inquiry to rest.

But you look so tired when you smile at him, you’re trying so hard to maintain the smile and he’s wondering when the last time you smiled and he realizes then, as he nods along to your explanation about whatever item he picked up, that he hadn’t seen you smile once in a week of watching you.

He could smell your blood and did his best to hide the scrunching of his nose. Wildly anemic and deficient in every vitamin and mineral that a human needed to stay upright. It set him on edge, wondering about the strain on your body it must have. Humans were so fragile already, how long could you live like this?

The thought of you dying sent a bolt of panic through him. You were young, talented, and hardworking you deserved time to flourish and grow.

It would take a few months for all the necessary paperwork to be complete and in that time he slowly builds a sort of friendship with you.

On your end an older man, (whose eye color you could never remember) started to come in at least once a week. He was sweet in a way you hadn’t expected, happy to talk about any book he or you had brought. That’s when you really noticed him, when he came in holding your favorite book. He hadn’t read it yet, and was happy to hear your small preview and talk about the major themes in it. He always managed to come in when it was slow and for some reason no one ever approached you when you two talked.

He’d said he owned a bookstore, (more than one you imagined from the amount of first editions he causally walked around with) but was visiting here for business. He told you that when you refused to take one of his very expensive first edition he tried to give you. He only relented when you explained that your apartment was rather damp and you knew that it would only degrade the book over time. Next week he showed up with the newest edition, and refused to leave with it. Really you’re doing him a favor, he’d love to hear your thoughts on it.

He wasn’t scary either, he always had this air about him that was calming. Something that made you relax and trust him, and in the few months you met him he’d never done anything make you doubt your trust in him.

He’d brought you a book to read with an immortal character in it, and asked what you’d ever take the chance if offered. The thought of being stuck in your life forever or any life really made you sick to your stomach. No you’d rather accept that your life would be finite and told him you thought life would be meaningless if you were immortal.

And for the first time, something new quickly twitch across his face. Anger? Disappointment? After months of friendly banter and discussion it was almost a slap in the face of the reality of it all. You didn’t know him, or his motives. The look only lasts a moment, before shifting to his pleasant neutral again, but you still saw it. You pretended for the rest of the conversation until he leaves. You request to a new work schedule when you finished for the day.

He on the other hand was practically spinning about it. He should have been ready for this short of answer, but he wasn’t. He’d had the conversation played a million times in his head, and you always agreed on it being a gift. He rationalized that you simply couldn’t understand it, given time you could be persuaded to see differently.

He showed up, ready to talk with you only to find out (through a heavy layer of compulsion) that you’d changed your hours to avoid Him. Time to move forward with the plan it seemed.

He found you one late night as you walked to your apartment and something about him made the hairs on the back of your neck stand-up.

He offered to walk you home, and you finally put your foot down and told him to leave you alone, as politely as you could muster. But you couldn’t seem to actually speak any of the words. What were you trying to say again?

He happily chatters on about how excited he is to show you your home, one arm around you steering you to some place you didn’t recognize. But every time you tried to say something you’d forget a little more of what was going on.

He didn’t really want it to do it this way, he told himself as he guides you in the deep state of compulsion you’re in. He wanted to win you over with the idea, to gladly accept his offer, to see it as the gift it was. But he could also admit to himself watching you try and fight the compulsion and fail, it was adorable to see the stubbornness that you had, it’d serve you well in your new life.

[321spongebolt]

My first image where my "Loud House" character hybrid interacts with existing characters from "The Loud House". For this example, I used Luna and Lisa as a way of lampshading how my character hybrid's hair resembles Luna's, but only when she's performing surgeries.

Credit for Luna artwork goes to @lunaloudvectors

[lazlolemurs]

Oi mistah you transgendah

Fae out of his usual anthropology professor and enjoying his ability to lift up his shirt while working out without any fear

Fae (He/Him)

[suncchaser]

my eye twitches when i see content where lily is excluded from raising her own child

[s4ndg3m]

i said i would and now i have. fanart for my favorite freakish FREAK. AGQUIDY. born from @sp0ngeysp0nge 's mind. truly, the geniust of our time.