#future oc

[sweaterrat]

Y’all remember Marie, right?! :D My sweet lil babie <3

anyways, have some cooldown doodles so i don’t burn out :] It’s silly and its not supposed to look good but i love it anyway ^^

[vixenemesis]

💀☄️ Decided to draw Ghost with my future OC Sage ☄️💀

[rexcantread]

Haha I haven’t spoken about her in awhile but I submitted my girl to the @tmnt-oc-comp

@puunk for the digital art, they literally made that ages ago but I still love it!

[tinkerbell720]

Red Leader may be ruthless, but he still cares for his second-in-command, before and after their reconciliation.

[karmenrtmnt]

!future Donatello and Future Karmen (My OC).!

[autistic-pebbles-au]

Another Art trade with @ vayshkarell on Instagram :)

I'm a little robot maniac, so I put a lot of effort to make this art right.

[wanou-dorm]

Scrapped ? Friends also what Hoshi looked like originally

Again I did mention that Shu and Hiei were originally FGO Servant mainly an In joke of a Male Shuten Douji

as You can See Hoshi was meant to be a Flirtier When I was thinking of Ideas For Shutens four King but those Trait got Passed to Shu when they Transfered to being TWST Ocs

so Torakuma Douji , Kuma Douji and Kune Douji are stuck In limbo

I was thinking about Bringing them back and Putting them in Schools but Where Should they Go , I Kinda don’t want them in NRC and if they have to be be in different dorms ? What should thier names even be and What or Who can I add add to Address the lack of material and on Shutens Douji’s Big Four I

leave Suggestions If You want ?

@fumikomiyasaki

@hey-its-cweepy

@twstinginthewind

@twst-the-night-away

@happilyasimp2

[the-storytellers-seer]

Kieva: The Myth, the Legend, the Absolute Dumpster Fire

I'm going to get a little spoiler-y here, so if you don't want spoilers ignore this post.

Kieva is one of my OCs with a VERY strong voice. A voice that absolutely clamors to be heard...unfortunately her tale is one of the last ones concerning the Stormcrown Dynasty. Poor Kieva, right? No. Poor ME! Because this bitch does not care. Every few weeks or so she'll get really noisy and demand I write about three or so chapters before she lets me go to work on other projects. The last few days she's been especially loud.

So here ya'll go, a slightly spoiler-y sneak peek at a character that won't be seen for some time yet.... ****

Kieva sat in the remains of Brother Borri’s sixty-year mead stash and let loose a great echoing belch that was similar in timbre to a dragon’s roar. It was followed by a rather high-pitched giggle. Around her, the world passed by in a dreamy haze. She was happy or damn near close to it. Happier than she’d been in months. Or at least happier than she’d be without the alcohol’s blessed numbing effects.

Perched upon a throne made of boxes and dirty laundry, she was the queen of all she surveyed. This primarily consisted of empty shelves and even emptier bottles, but at least they were subjects that didn’t expect anything of her. They didn’t look at her and see her father’s features or assume she would have her mother’s grace. And they wouldn’t be disappointed when they found nothing of the dynasty they expected to see in her behavior.

In a family of legends, Kieva Stormcrown was a failure.

She was shit in combat. Her tongue was far too loose for diplomacy. And magically, well, she was so barely magically inclined as to basically have no skills at all. She could cast magelight. That was it. The sum and total of her magical ability even after scores of tutors that included the Arch Mage himself.

 And if she really considered it, she would have argued that her absolute failure in magical prowess could be a feat in and of itself because how often did an exceptionally powerful mage and one of the best living mages in Nirn create such a magical dud? She might have thought her mother was lying about her parentage, except for the fact that Kieva was the very picture of her father. Her face was too angular for any current beauty conventions, her nose about as beaky as a hagraven’s below elongated amber eyes that were a perfect match to the High King of Skyrim. Her body was more masculine as well with more angles than curves. Her hips nearly nonexistent and her breasts little better.

Tal had tried to argue that she was the height of merish beauty. But Kieva didn’t want to look like a damned Thalmor, she wanted to look like someone who men would at least give a passing glance to. Not that she needed their attention. She didn’t. But she wanted it. Or at least she wanted someone to look at her the way papa looked at mama.

But no men had ever looked at her that way. No women either.

No, the looks Kieva received ranged from mildly annoyed to outright horrified. Which probably had more to do with her drunken shenanigans than her looks, but it was enough to give a girl a complex whatever the reason.

Fucking Talos sucking a taint—that was a good one, she’d have to remember that for later, it’d scandalize the pants off Tal—she was being excessively maudlin.

Kieva attempted to hoist herself to her feet with the help of a conveniently placed wall. She needed to clean up the mess she’d made before the Brothers found her.

The loud slamming of the door behind her was proof that it was too late for that.

She pasted her biggest smile upon her face—one that likely looked more unhinged than friendly—before she turned to face one her jailors.

It was Brother Einarth. Blast it all to Oblivion! Can Alduin just come and swallow me whole? Please Akatosh? I swear I don’t mean half the heresy that I spout!

Of all the brothers who might have stumbled upon her, Einarth was the worst. For a moment, she was absolutely convinced that he’d Shout her to pieces. A dangerous part of her welcomed it.

Instead, he began signing his displeasure; the movements going almost too fast for Kieva to understand in her inebriated state. “Wait, wait, wait!” she held up a finger. “Can’t quite…can you say that again…slower-er?”

There was a dangerous rumble in the back of Einarth’s throat that caused the room to tremble. With slow, jerking movements he began again:

You little fool! You are a blight on the Stormcrown name! This time Arngeir will toss you from the peak!

 Kieva rolled her eyes. “You are the worst pacif—hue-uk!—” The combination hiccup and burp escaped her and she belatedly covered her mouth with a blush. “Sorry, but you’re really a bad pacifist. Wanting to kill people it the opposite of pacif—pacia-pacificiam…pacifism. There! Got it!”

She grinned proudly, which really only served to make Brother Einarth angrier.

[daughter-of-melpomene]

Okay so I haven’t seen Wednesday yet and I probably won’t get around to it for a while but… it being out has really got me wanting to make an Addams Family OC.

@dancingsunflowers-ocs, @stanshollaand, @hiddenqveendom, @endless-oc-creations, @come-along-pond, and everyone else… what do we think? Should I?

[gaymoonturtle]

Old Art Part 8! This is my OC Tsunaki in the future eheh. Both the original and movie one. There is different stories to each though. So if anyone wants to know the differences I’ll type it. But enjoy this nice angsty angst. (I am very proud of the Kraang Tentacles I Drew)

Part 7

[abyssworldx]

Future rise Lunar is ksksksockwojcjdxj

[penndragyn37]

An older work of mine before I make some stuff with this gal. Lucille, but a bit older, and not much wiser.

I imagine this is 10 years later, she's going on 30, and has grown an entire whopping inch in that time.

She's mellowed out a bit and has a chance of going to sleep at a decent hour, but she's still the same rowdy punk who loves playing the drums. Just slightly more low-key about it.

Anyway, leave a comment if you want, I hope you enjoy!

Character: Lucille, from... My stuff!

[softichill]

[souphamsters]

I've been hopelessly fixated on drawing one (1) sweetheart butchfemme couple ... they're all I think abt ... HELP !!!

(silly lesbian ocs that I love , chae🍓and lucky🍋!!!)

[caemidraws]

Night of the Masks

[kazehita]