#em's ocs

[four-color-words]

Was talking with Dad about old Superman comics today (happy birthday Clark, btw) and now I've got my Kandorian OC on my mind... Liora/Claire/Lisa/Child of So Many Names I love you...

[communicore]

Toa Ohma! She was way more expensive to build than I thought but I am very happy with how she came out!

As a toa of air, Ohma uses her chakrams and elemental abilities to speed up her thrown weapons and create a sonic wave akin to a space shuttles sonic boom to throw her enemies back.

She's a mask maker who worked alongside Vakama when she was a Metru Nui Matoran, wanting to learn how to repair her dear friend's masks.

The spray paint I used for her 3d printed mask is Rust-oleum Gloss Enamel Hunter Green, which is pretty much exactly dark lego green The build is not all my original ideas, and references can be found here:

Weapon

Torso

[empressofthelibrary]

Okay, for the ask game: 62 (Magic) , and Bailey and Annie from Skullgirls?

(For reference: https://skullgirls.fandom.com/wiki/Annie )

(Ah, Annie of the Stars! I haven't played Skullgirls in forever, I ought to fix that)

Bailey cursed, stumbling as the door turned her out on an unfamiliar street. She caught her footing and whirled, just to see it swing shut behind her -- Metal now, not wood, and branded No Public Access.

"Broom closet my ass!" Bailey yanked on the handle, but it wouldn't budge -- unless she felt like breaking the lock, anyway. "Stupid Gavin and your stupid haunted magic house!" She snarled in frustration, kicking the brick wall. Her heavy-soled boot thumped against the doorframe. "I already bought the damn movie tickets!"

She'd swung by Gavin's place when her bedroom door had opened into her best friend's parlor. It seemed that the spirit of Lowell Manor had decided she'd been away too long. Bailey had assumed that she'd be able to get away with a quick visit, then pop back home in plenty of time for her evening plans. And maybe it would be nice to pick Gavin's brain over this... not-a-date with Jonah.

But things never went according to plan.

She'd found Gavin working on a magic circle in his basement. Three concentric rings of complicated runes, the lines and loops precisely arranged. He'd been too focused on his work to really listen to her, sitting up in the middle of her ramble to curse and declare he'd grabbed the wrong pillar candles. Bailey, wanting to help, had opened the closet door he'd pointed to.

And now Bailey found herself standing in what sure looked like a studio lot, between two bland buildings, with no clue what city or even part of the world she was in.

"At least it's summer," Bailey grumbled, planting her hands on her hips and rolling her shoulders back. "Means I'm still north of the equator."

"Oh, seriously?" A new voice made Bailey's head turn. A teenage girl, teal braids hanging on either side of her head, stood at the other end of the alley. She was dressed in dark greens, thigh-high boots and a longsleeved dress with a high collar. A patch covered one eye, and she held a stuffed rabbit in the crook of one arm. "So much for my break. At least it means I'm on the right track."

Bailey glanced around, but didn't see anyone else this girl could be talking to. "Me? On what track?"

The girl opened her arm, and the rabbit -- clearly not a plush -- hopped to the ground. A sword materialized in her outstretched hand, shimmering into existence. "Don't play ignorant. Dressed like you are, you've got to be one of her enforcers."

Bailey took a step back, glancing down at her own outfit. Heavy knee-high boots, fishnets and cutoff shorts -- LA was so much hotter than New York had been -- and a black halter top that maybe had a little more cleavage under that mesh panel than was appropriate, now that she looked again. The fingerless, elbow-length gloves were maybe a bit much, as well. "Dressed like -- What is that supposed to mean?" Granted, it wasn't exactly a casual outfit, but it hardly screamed 'fight me.'

But Bailey never got an answer. The stranger leapt at Bailey, blade slashing through the air.

Bailey jerked to the side, barely dodging the strike. "Woah! Hey, kid, didn't anyone ever tell you not to play with knives?"

"Be quiet," the girl snapped. "I won't let you stop me! I will find the Skullgirl, and I will stop her!" She swung the sword again, driving Bailey back.

"Look, I just got here!" Bailey raised her hands defensively. "I don't have a clue what you're on about! What's a skullgirl?"

"Either you've allied with the Heart," the teenager insisted, "or you want its power for yourself!" She pointed the sword at Bailey dramatically. "Whichever way, you're going down. I can't let this evil cycle continue!"

Bailey kept backing up, staying on the defensive. I'm not fighting a middle-schooler, she thought. Even if she is trying to stab me and acting like I'm some kind of supervillain. I don't like it, with my face bare, but there's only one acceptable way out of here.

In a flash of light, gold-feathered wings bloomed from her back, magical tattoos brought to life.

The teenage swordswoman stopped in her tracks, left hand raised to shield her eye. Bailey took the chance she'd bought herself, launching herself into the air. Wings pumping, she rose into the sky --

-- And found herself wheeling above a city that didn't look like anywhere she knew.

"Where in all sixteen gods-damned hells AM I?!"

[emory-west-art]

I have no idea what's going on in this little doodle but I like where it's going

It's nice to just sit and draw with no goals or plans in mind, just letting stuff happen

[kottkrig]

People liking your personal OCs is still such a crazy feeling, I've been doing this for years and ppl asking about them still fills my entire heart with warmth and idk how to handle it

You enjoy this fictional guy I made up for fun?? Whose only content is random artwork or writing made by me and a handful of other artists at most? They have no show/book/game with a large fandom, it's just one person with an art blog?? I love u

[em-doods]

Plant wizard

Also explorations for this design.

Gonna do more with him! ❤️

[girlboyburger]

[pansylair]

tinkering around with an abelisaur-esque fictional creature!

[andminnequin]

I’m so sorry I’m still on Book Four I know I’m lazy but here take meme

[keiitopop]

quick, doctor! the patient needs to see tummy peeking out of a loose top to live!

[alicenpai]

princess tutu: die jahreszeiten 🌸

kind of a companion piece to my 2022 ptutu drawing | it's on inprnt

this print was at anime north; next con is otakuthon!

oops so my hand slipped and i made another princess tutu drawing. i admittedly don't watch that much anime so my catalogue of work is gonna be the same 5 animes LMAO. what can i say, i love "dark" fairy tales, and i've been really enjoying the more fine art approach to a lot of my drawings as of late (and the watercolour brush i've been using has been so perfect for that...!)

as my first princess tutu drawing is now 2 years old, there are some areas i've grown to have ... qualms with... although both drawings as a whole are pretty much exactly what i envisioned, and that's always satisfying!

both of these were drawn in roughly a week's time (yes really...) for con crunch period (and i went back to this drawing after the con to touch up some areas that were a bit rough!). i wanted a different approach to this new pt drawing, with the focus on the line work, rather than on colours and lighting in the 2022 drawing.

this drawing had 2 goals: to continue the style i adopted in my witch hat atelier "lantern bearers" drawing (which i promise i'll post in full soon as soon as all of the zine artists get their go-ahead to post their pieces!), and to emulate the art nouveau movement's heavy emphasis on line work, albeit not a 1:1 style replication of course.

the seasons also aren't a 1:1 representation, as i didn't necessarily pick flowers or colours that are most strongly associated with the season (e.g. summer being a dark tone is a bold choice?). but it's kinda whatever, as i said before i drew this in a week, there may be more appropriate flowers with better meanings. i couldn't spend too too much time drafting and researching.

FLOWER SYMBOLISM:

- spring: apple blossoms, tulips - the apple blossom is a quintessential spring flower, and thus symbolize the arrival of spring. spring is a season of change, which ahiru/princess tutu is a force of, instigating change in her friends and unravelling the story around her. the flowers below her are tulips, and there are many meanings to tulips depending on the colour, due to their ubiquitous nature. i narrowed on one, and intended for them to symbolize happiness. princess tutu's pose is one in which that is open, inviting, and warm - reflecting her nurturing nature in the series, and her willingness to help others achieve happiness.

- summer: deadly nightshade flower, yellow rose - i chose for rue/princess kraehe to symbolize a fiery summer's night instead of the typical dazzling heat of a summer's day, a rather bold and unusual choice. the warmth of sunshine didn't quite fit, as the character is quite dramatic and passionate, with her intentions often hidden in shadow. next, the deadly nightshade - atropa belladonna - has a lot of mythological associations, a lot to do with poisoning, as the flower is toxic. the flowers bloom at night (another reason why i picked a nighttime backdrop for "summer") and also outwardly match rue's dark design scheme, as the cherry on top. yellow roses, at the bottom of her frame, are the archetypal flower depicting jealousy (as with many yellow flowers are), and at one point in the story, rue only wished for her own happiness at the misfortune of others.

- autumn: douglas fir needles, orange calla lily - autumn is another season of change - although much more tumultuous, as this season is traditionally taken to prepare for a long winter ahead - fitting for fakir as the role of the storyteller. the douglas fir is not a flower of course, but is a tree - with many different parts of this tree offering many benefits in advance of the winter season. i wanted the versatile nature of the douglas fir to reflect on fakir's dependable personality. next up, the calla lily is a flower with a dual meaning - on one hand you have life, on the other you have death. a storyteller quite literally can grant both at the tip of their fingers.

- winter: birch tree, snowdrop - winter is a rather still and unchanging season, a lull in the passage of time. this symbolizes mytho's passive nature at the start of the series, especially with his doleful pose here, as if almost in hibernation. to contrast, mytho is perched on the branches of a birch tree, which means new beginnings and renewal - as mytho is one of the characters that undergo the most change throughout the series (i'd argue the most?), regaining pieces of his heart. under mytho's frame is the snowdrop flower - and if you've read my witch hat atelier: seasons piece symbolisms, one of the snowdrop's meanings is rebirth, with connotations to the bible, bringing hope, when all had forsaken eve. the snowdrop is one of the first flowers to bloom even when the snow has not yet fully melted, further echoing mytho as an analogy for rebirth.

[four-color-words]

Takeoff

Bailey Adler moved to Central City to start over. To build a new life in a new city, far away from Willow Creek -- a small town full of bad memories and grief. And right off the bat, things seem to be going very well! She's had a fantastic job practically land in her lap, becoming the assistant to the curator of a small Keystone museum. She's got a great apartment to share with her best friend. She's even started making new friends, like local reporter Linda Park. It's been less than twenty-four hours since she moved here, and things are looking good.

It's in hour twenty-five that it all starts to go to hell.

When Bailey and Linda manage to thwart an attempt to rob the museum, Bailey walks away with a ghost's curse on her head. Breaking that curse means looking into the cold-case disappearance of Henry Caster, facing down family secrets, and starting on a path that she can't turn back from. As she begins to find the answers, Bailey has to come to terms with what they mean. Before she knows it, she finds herself slam-dunked into a world she never expected to join. Can Bailey keep up? Or will she, like Icarus, fall and burn away?

Chapter One - X

Full Fic (so far) - X

Just double-checked the count and... It's at 48k words so far, even subtracting the check-in note I put in. And I have at least two more chapters drafted up.

I do not write short stories.

[cartooemcanhis]

I know yall are all probably here only for welcome home stuff or other random junk. but here are some random ocs i have that arent really linked to any fandoms

I have alot more but these are just some i think yall would like the most lol. If any of you want any info about these goobers, feel free to ask (if u like goofy anthro animal ocs pls make sure to check out my friend @slimygreasestain !!)

[empressofthelibrary]

Lynn can't keep the name Lynnette, but I don't have a good one to replace it with... Hrm

[emory-west-art]

It's an angstbird doodle day

[filurig]

shapeshifting is something that a basilisk will nearly always seek to do in solitude.

an act which temporarily blinds and numbs the creature from the surrounding world - they will be left completely vulnerable to it. defenseless. frozen inside the shell of their old form as organs and cells rearrange.

to shapeshift in front of someone is, therefore, the ultimate show of trust that a basilisk can perform.