#his oc is sooooo cool

[a-witch-in-a-dumpster]

Spears :D

here s my friend (@prismsoup this incredible artist)'s oc 'something something very long with spears in it' (Spears for short)

he s a Rainworld oc with a very cool design and story, go check my friend's work (put a loaded gun on ur face)

[luca---paguro]

suuuuper experimental luca piece because i wanna get good at backgrounds

[dreemurr-skelememer]

do you think I could make my own ukagaka

yeah dude! the community is really nice and always willing to help you :)

[frankenbuggee]

Mmm something something Devious galactic Emperor au something something something🫠

Accidentally drew him with a slouched back tho whoops! It was too late to change that.

[byteb0t]

cool girl shit y'knoww

[arklay]

tagged by @florbelles @denerims @jillvalcntines @jendoe @leviiackrman @aceghosts @indorilnerevarine @swordcoasts @nuclearstorms & @morvaris to do this quiz for some of my ocs, so have the horror girlies – thank you all so so much ily guys! ♡

tagging: @aartyom @aelyosos @brujah @cultistbase @faarkas @girlbosselrond @lightwardens @liurnia @narshadda @nocticulas @prometheas @reaperkiller @risingsh0t @shadowsofrose @snowthroat @solasan @steelport @stormveils @voerman & you! if you've already done this, my bad, just ignore me. but as always, no pressure to do this, of course! ♡

TRAGIC HORROR TROPES.

— the final girl.

the final girl comes out the other end of trauma alive – or, they were supposed to. honestly, you're not so sure you're really alive anymore. you saw the same hurt take those you were closest to while everyone paraded your bruises and bravery, as strength, as if you're the hero. and it hurts. you're tired and you don't want to have to be brave anymore. whatever you went through, it changed so much of who you were that you're still getting used to the person you see in the mirror. you didn't have a say in any of it, but you're here now, and that's gotta count for something. you'll make it count for something. but first, you need to let yourself find rest.

— the witch.

people need to find blame wherever they can; it makes the bad things in their life feel just a touch more bearable. the witches are so often blamed for the curses others are under that no one even questions it anymore. you point to a supposed witch and everyone else prepares the stake, no matter their innocent. to be born and believed a witch is one of the worst curses of them all – you can have friends and family, but there's always a dread that someday, someone will point to you, and everyone you once trusted will throw you into the pyre. if you're here, reading this, you've probably been burned before. and i don't blame you for wanting to hide away, to really become the witch they all say you are, to curse them. but to be a witch is to brush your fingertips over the bark of a tree and watch it grow a touch stronger. keep that in mind.

— the vampire.

it is the loneliest day of a vampire's life, the first time they look into a mirror and see their reflection missing. drinking blood sucks too, don't get me wrong, but as a vampire you had to learn to hide from the sunlight, from your family, all your friends, because you were unavoidably different now and you didn't know how to explain that to them in a way they would understand. you could get stranger's blood in bursts, but what is life when you can't know someone for longer than the night lasts? you left everything behind because it was easier than trying to tell them. i just hope you know you're not the only vampire out there, and that there exist people who will understand your situation without a word. they'll sit with you in the dark for as long as you'll need them to.

— the mummy.

here's the thing about mummies – why the hell is anyone opening up their tombs? you were resting. you were peaceful. but someone intruded, barged in and broke down your walls and stole all the parts of yourself that you cherished, and then blamed you for being angry. blamed you for chasing them down no matter how fast they ran and how many obstacles they put in your path. and you know what? they deserve your rage. they destroyed something sacred. they didn't give a shit, and they wouldn't ever have lamented their actions had it not been for you – the real hero – getting up and showing them that they don't have the right to destroy and pillage as they please. that is your home. that is your body. nothing they do can take that from you. if not for you, they probably would've kept breaking into tombs and disturbing restful lives without a second thought. you won't be repaid for your good, but i hope you know you are a saviour in your own right.

[albireon]

thinking thinking thinking...

[meadowsolight]

People who follow me, please go follow my good friend @melancolymilk !!! He's great and I love his art! Plus his stories are great ♡

[morn1e]

omg so back when johannah went bu suzie&was still canon medics kid 4 a good chunk i was considering medicxspy ehich made scout&suzie stepsiblings. funny period really

[dialdrunk]

might start journaling down oc thoughts idk

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

ring pop proposal ♡

fem reader, pure fluff, childhood friends to lovers lemme alone do not perceive me yk the drill by now, lil self indulgent fic cus i love childhood friends to lovers and puppy crushes, polar opposite’s trope, this reeks of my oc x canon katsu ship sooooo shh shh do not perceive.

the first person who realizes katsuki has a crush on you is his mom because when she comes to pick him up one day from kindergarten he suddenly mentions you. it’s an innocent little interaction he had with you that mitsuki doesn’t think much about at first, simply surprised her son managed to befriend someone outside of his little group of friends until he starts mentioning you more and more.

soon you’re the only thing he talks about and katsuki even starts begging her to have you come over to play. mitsuki is extremely curious to know what kind of person you are to have been able to enchant her son the way you have, she says it’s fine as long as your parents agree.

you’re a sweet little thing, almost the complete opposite of her little devil’s spawn. you’re polite and a little shy when you ask “ is it okay if i come to play at katsu’s house, please miss katsuki’s mom ?” and how could she say no to you ? she pulls at your cheek lovingly and her son almost snarls at her.

“no touchin’ !” he snarks, pulling you against him like you were his teddy bear.

mitsuki was the first to realize her son had a crush on you when you were always around. when he found something cool during a class trip you were there and whenever he was upset it was always because you had argued about something irrelevant that seemed so much bigger in the eyes of a child.

she realized because katsuki had, and in some ways, will always be rowdy. he’s rough and temperamental and moody—basically, he can be quite the brat. (she wonders where he gets that from a lot) but he’s different with you.

he’ll always be a little rough around the edges but it’s the thought that counts. he drags you around a little too hard but it's to show you something he knows you'd like and you repay him by being patient with him and letting him drag you around to his hearts content. he let’s you use the crayons he’d just denied another classmate seconds ago and when it’s really early in the morning and you’re still sleepy unlike your more energetic friend, he waits for you. sitting with you in the reading corner quietly commenting on a little bit of everything in the book you’re sharing until you’re awake enough to start the day because katsuki wanted you to be together through anything no matter what, starting the day without you was simply unimaginable.

you offer him your kindness and he repays you with his loyalty. acting like your guard dog, protecting you from everything and everyone he considers a threat to you. he goes a bit overboard but it’s the thought that counts and he’s definitely got the right intentions.

“ i’m g’nna marry yn when i grow up !” katsuki proclaims from the backseat of the car after mitsuki had come to pick him up. she looks at him through the rear view mirror only to see he’s not even looking at her, looking out the window somewhat longingly, watching as his school fades away from his sight, further and further and further away from you. she smiles to herself.

“yeah ?” she asks “yeah !” he responds proudly, crossing his arms “ i asked yn if she wanted to be my wife an’ she said yeah, so we’re gettin’ married !”

“huh. how’d you propose ? you don’t have a ring.” she jests.

katsuki responds immediately and exclaims he does have one, shuffling around to reach for something in his pocket. he pulls out a plastic ring pop holder, the candy on top is missing and mitsuki can imagine what happened to it.

“gave her one of these !”

“so that’s why you had me buy those from the store last time,” she hums. “ you ate it, though.”

katsuki tries to roll his eyes but just ends up looking up and to the side, mitsuki recognizes it as him trying to mimic what she does a lot and she snorts.

“well duh, we both did ! ‘f i kept it in my pocket it woulda gotten gross !” he defends. mitsuki simply responds with a hum, smile on her face growing larger as she hears her son happily chatting about the rest of his day with you.

she knows her katsuki is hard to handle. extremely so. but when she sees the way you both interact she can tell something is there. you don’t ‘handle’ him. you like being around him. you like playing and talking with him, she sees how happy you make him whenever you come over for playdates. he holds your hand when you get scared and you hug him tight and beam when you see him again after he’s gotten over a nasty cold.

she can tell you make her son happy and he does the same for you in the way children do with pinky promises and shy cheek kisses, kisses over tiny wounds and refusing to be separated whenever the rowdier one of you both gets his recess time taken away for being naughty.

mitsuki hopes this crush, this love you have for her son can grow along with you. she hopes you’ll stick around as katsuki grows up more and potentially more rowdy and rougher around the edges but even more enamored with you. and with the way her son is squirming around in his seat and tugging at his seatbelt, giddy about you accepting his ring pop proposal, she has a funny feeling you’ll be sticking around for a long time.

[mouflonn]

this is my second time? i think? drawing an anthro character! joesef belongs to flo_justflo (on twitch and twitter!)

[ghostmoon1]

Love at first sight

Okay, so I saw a few other of the Call of duty x OC ships, and I started to obsess. So of course, I decided to make my own. And I tried to write how they met. Sooooo here is some of it! If you like it let me know and maybe I'll continue it (I do have a lil more planned.

Soap x Florence (OC)

PART TWO

Summary: After a long mission, Soap decides to cool off at the bar. Little does he know, he'll probably meet the love of his life that night. Word Count: 1660

Warnings: Nothing much, little bit of alcohol, mentions of bad ex (not too bad). Soap being his usual self.

Working in the army was always tiring. It was an expected part of the job, endless training and exercises, exhausting missions. Of course, John knew it wasn’t safe. It never is. 

After a very tiresome week of being deployed, the team decided to take some time off. It was a long needed rest, and of course, John decided to spend some of his time at the bar. It wasn’t far from base, only the next town over. Even so, it was a much needed escape from the bustling military camp, away from his superiors and other soldiers. He has become a regular in this place, the bartender nodding his greetings whenever he walks inside. He was a nice man, a veteran himself. He knew how stressful army life was. He just couldn't tell his manager about the discounts Johnny receives often. 

It was like any other day, he sat on the barstool in front of the bar, a glass of scotch whiskey in hand. Lifting it up to his mouth, he let the cool liquid fall down his throat, humming in contentment. The bar was dimly lit, most of the lights had blown by now, and no one ever thought to replace them. The light reflected off the recently polished ash wood. Scuffs and scrapes show the wear and tear of the place, probably caused by a few too many drinks and arguments. Possibly a few flying chairs.

The peacefulness of his drink and mind was interrupted by a sudden bang next to him, making him flinch. 

“Give me your strongest.”

He looked at the women who had appeared next to him. Her ginger hair settled along her collarbone in ringlets, almost glowing in the dim light. A small floral dress hugged her figure, the pearl fabric decorated with illustrations of roses and other assortments of flowers. The ruffles cupped her arms, falling just off her shoulders. 

He’s seen her here before. Quite often actually. She’s here at least once a week, from what he’s seen as well as the way the bartender reacted. The bartender looked almost disappointed.

The bartender raised a brow, then continued to make her up the drink. He slides it across the table, her hand wrapping around the glass and bringing it up to her mouth within seconds. 

“Rough day?” Johnny asks, his Scottish accent breaking the silence and distant chatter.

She sets the glass down and pulls herself onto the bar stool, sighing softly. “Yeah… you can say that.”

He furrows his brow. Poor lass looks like she’s been through hell…

“And why’s that, lass?”

She drifts off into her own mind, staring at the bar, tracing along the patterns of the wood with her eyes. Her fingers trace the brim of her glass, the condensation dripping off the edge of the glass. “Well…had a date planned. Until he stood me up”

He looked over her features, she looked tired and worn out. Her shoulders slumped and her head hanging down slightly. “Oh lass… I’m sorry ‘bout that. It looks like it may not be the first time?”

She shakes her head and takes another swig of her drink. “Happened more times than I can count now…”

She sounded… defeated? A poor girl like this, Johnny thought she was absolutely stunning. Even with her defeated expression and the exhausted chiselled into her features. Why would anyone want to stand her up? She obviously wanted to make a food impression, from the way she was presented. Beautiful dress, heels laced up around her calf, clean makeup, her hair separated into perfect ringlets. She knew how to present herself. But even so, some asshole ruined her night.

“Thats no good lass… he sounds like an asshole for doing this to you.”

She shakes her head and skulls the rest of her drink. “He texted me he had some things to do…”

His brows knit together in scepticism. What sort of man would give a beautiful woman like her such a vague excuse? Did she even know why, what the real reason was? A real gentleman wouldn't bail out on such a lovely girl. 

“I’m sorry to say lass, but i dont think that’d be the reason…”

She lets out another long and heavy sigh. She knew he was making up reasons. Of course he would bail out on her. This always happens. As a kid she was always told she was too loud, too boisterous, ladies should only be seen and not heard. At this point she might as well not be seen.

“I see that… I'm really not surprised. It's definitely not the first time”

John hums in response and takes another sip of his drink, letting it soak into his taste buds for a second before swallowing. “What’s ya’ name lass, if you don't mind me’ askin’?”

“Florence… and yours?”

“Florence,” he repeats, liking the way it rolls off his tongue. “M’ names John. You can call me Johnny, if ya’ like.” 

He hums for a moment as he repeats her name in his head. Florence… Florence. Such a pretty name for a pretty lady.

“Alright… well what brought you here?” she asks as she gestures for another drink from the bartender. 

“Just relaxing after a… rough week to say the least,” he replies, taking another swig of his own drink. He pauses as an idea pops into his head. “Lass, may I ask ya’ somethin?”

She raises a brow in question, then nods as she sips at her drink. “Go ahead.”

“How about… i take a lovely lass like yourself on a date, no bailing out. Promise.”

She pauses for a moment. He could see the gears in her head spinning. He silently prays she might at least consider his offer. She's been stood up so many times already… would she really consider it? She’d be scared to only be hurt again, end up in a bar alone all over. If he were in her shoes, he wouldn't want this to happen to him either. 

She hums for a moment longer before replying. “You know what, okay. I’ll give you a chance.”

John’s mouth twitches up into a wide grin, eyes crinkling at the side. She actually accepted his date. He will not let her down. “That's great to hear, lass! I promise I won't let you down.”

She smiles and nods. Maybe she’ll actually have a date where they showed up. Maybe things will change. “How bout’. 7pm, saturday night? I can pick you up,” John says through his grin, his attempt to hide his excitement failing horribly. 

“I can do that… yeah”

John grins from ear to ear. He was practically vibrating in his chair. Such a beautiful woman, accepting his offer on a date. Who would have known that’d he’d pick up a date on his usual trip to the bar tonight? He’s had plenty of dates before, although they didn't feel like they really meant anything. Sure, he took them out for dinner or something, but he never felt a connection. Some of the women just left halfway through. He was trying so hard for them, but they just didn't feel the same. Hook-ups became the new normal, trying to get any sort of feeling out. Of course, they ended up being meaningless, just sex and she was usually gone by the morning. 

“Can I get yer number lass?” 

She nods and he passes her his phone. She hands it back, with her number now saved and her name set. With a heart. He couldn't help the smile that pricked at his cheeks and the feeling of warmth that flooded his face.

After getting to know her for an hour, she gets a call from a friend and arranges to be picked up. He was a little disappointed he couldn't drop her home himself, but he didn't want to accidently push boundaries. Especially before their date. He was almost giddy as he made his way back to base. The smile on his face simply wouldn't leave him. He somehow got so lucky to get such a beautiful date? He almost thought he was dreaming. Or the alcohol. 

He pulls up to base, showing his ID to the guards at the front gate and parking his car. He made his way through the quiet barracks, only the sound of a few hushed voices and footsteps to be heard. It was late at night, 11:39pm. Most would be trying to sleep, getting ready for another day of training. He walks past the rec room, noticing Gaz and Price inside. He steps inside, grabbing a water bottle out of the fridge.

“You seem happy tonight Soap, almost giddy” Gaz observes from his place on the couch.

“Picked myself up a lil lass tonight! She’s an absolute beauty!” 

Price’s eyebrows raise slightly. “You got a date?”

He nods happily as he flops onto the couch, almost landing on Gaz’s knee. “Watch out there buddy” Gaz warns with a hint of amusement in his voice. 

“She's a beauty! Poor lass has stood up too many times to count, so I offered her a date. And she accepted!”

“Well good on you, hopefully it goes well” Gaz says with a grin. Of course he was happy for his teammate, knowing how well his past relationships have been.

John still couldn't wipe the grin off his face. Their conversation was stopped as Ghost entered the room. His balaclava is still on, showing only his eyes.

“What's got you so giddy?”

John’s grin only widens further. “Got myself a date!”

He couldn't tell what Ghost’s expression was under the mask, but he could’ve sworn he saw a small smile. Unless it was the lighting in the room playing tricks on him. He makes a gruff humming noise, his own way of telling John good job. “Just don't scare her off, yeah?”

John laughs and nods, the smile now permanently carved into his face. “Yeah, I won't”

[waterfallofspace]

Who are your favorite artists/writers in the community?

I see this one has been going around!! I actually got two, so forgive me for answering only just the one, but thank you both for sending this in!! Absolutely gonna emphasis *favourite*, not best, so I'm CERTAIN I'm gonna miss people that I just haven't seen

Okay so this is gon be a long list, and tagging people is scary so I really apologize if any of you didn't wanna be tagged <3 and I'm certain to miss a few, so if I don't mention you, please know that you're still amazing and it doesn't mean I don't melt to bits at your content!!!~ <3

(also gonna include a few wav makers bc that's honestly an art too!!! and i feel they deserve to be praised for that!!~)

(and gonna copy snzdreams here <3) People I know/Friends:

--- @onetrickponi is an absolute TREASURE, not only so kind and fun, but also genuine triple threat, despite what her name suggests~ --- @zensations35 one of the BIG names on here, at least to me~ someone I've adored for years, such a kind person too!! Not super close, but adore her!~ --- @snzdreams Absolute dear, and SUCH a fun person, and honestly honestly honestly the best g/ojo writer ive ever had the pleasure of reading, girl i stg that closet fic will live with me forever --- @bestwhumpist SOOOOO good!!! and so sweet, i have the honour of calling you a friend and also the honour of enjoying your WORK bc mmm girl yes --- @ithadtobesneezing also one of the sweetest people, so many people on here are so sweet and it makes me insane, and SUCH a good writer, like hello??? hi???? made me fall in love with y/uta i swear --- @6pmsoup AMAZING art like AMAAZZZINNGGG art, looks so good i'd swear it was straight from a manga --- @hachiibun some of my favourite art on this entire site, hachii is not only INSANELY impressive, also so nice!!! genuinely amazing~ --- @goodlucksnez makes some REALLY good wavs, and Vic is also such a kind and fun person!~ --- @ezynse REALLY good fics, personally seen a few a/ce a/ttorney ones making the rounds, but also just a funny and sweet person~ --- @lycheeehehe made this one w/olfwood drawing that made me feel things AND AND AND then also made a list of hcs for t/oji and ik hcs arent what you asked but literally made me insane over this man --- @devilscastle69 THE h/otwings writer on A/03, absolutely go check them out if you like h/otwings, some AMAZING stuff on there!! (also just such a cool person hi <3) --- @themiseryandcompany older fics but SOOO worth it, tasty lil morsels, and also one of my first friends on here!!! so adore her forever <3 --- @snzluv3r hi so honestly this one is so hguahguh for me to admit but some of the hottest wavs on here, and more than that!! literally a sweetheart, SUCH a sweet person!~ <33

People I don't know, but really appreciate:

--- @whiskey-tango-matcha such good stories about their lil guy ocs, they're SO alive and I honestly feel like they're characters from a published media with how much I know them and feel certain of them!! --- @autumnsneezes some of the best wavs (and snzs) that i've heard, absolutely amazing!!~ --- @gemsden some REALLY good content over here, mostly just posts with vague ideas, but some writing too!~ and just sooo good!~ --- @kotyonoksnz literally SUCH amazing art, released a few comics of it, and SPOILED snzblr with a beautiful h/azbin partial one, absolutely incredible art!!

omg this has been SO long im so sorry!! and im so sorry if i missed someone/you, i PROMISE it doesn't mean I don't love your stuff, just means i forgot T-T but I hope the length (and tags) are alright, and thank you for asking non!!~

[strangegutz]

i made a heartbreak gulch guy i wanted to share with you!! i am so obsessed with this whole universe (i made this blog literally five minutes ago expressly to message you since you can't send pics on anon lol). it's such a fun world to play in and you and your co-creator are so talented.

i wanted to have my oc be a singer, since I love the sort of "old west saloon girl (gn)" energy, and from there, I got the idea of Ramirez Robotics licensing the voices of certain musicians, the same way they do their likenesses. There are three genres of song (crooner/oldies, country, and rock) and one of each gender for six total options. I'm not a great visual artist, but I made a little fake advertisement for that model of C-Droid styled after a 50s nostalgia moment.

Anyway, that's what my little guy, Cassidy, is--he's a deluxe model who was purchased for one of those tourist-trap "saloons" out in Texas with the voice of a female country music star (like a Loretta Lynn or Bobbie Gentry type) and would headline their performances. He was built with a female body mold with wide hips, like a pixar mom. Then the saloon went under and Cassidy was kicked to the curb. Left to his own devices, he decided he wanted to get a few changes made to his body--he started by getting his chest plate swapped for a flat one by his on-again off-again mechanic boyfriend, and buying himself an accessory d*ck he could swap out at will, but by the time he'd saved enough to do things like getting his voice box altered, Ramirez had stopped making the male country model he wanted, so he stuck with his original voice and just named himself after the country star. He kind of bounced around from place to place for a few years looking for somewhere with the same vibe as his hometown until he found Heartbreak Gulch, which is where he posted up! I'm working on sketching him but rn i'm just rotating him in my mind <3

THIS IS SOOOOO SO COOL

I like, don't have any commentary other than vigorously nodding my head and pointing at you. Amazing. Beautiful. Such a good idea. Also really good username you were able to nab

Eddie had a fleeting lover in his past, one of the first other free CompanDroids he ever met, who was a transgender model B named Bruno in a similar vein as this! When Eddie knew him he hadn't had a proper flat chest piece tooled for him yet, so he proudly showed his inner mechanics where he removed his breastplate. Eddie has his own trans allegory thing going on but straight up transgender robots are so so cool conceptually.

I love this sssoooOOOOOOO MUCH thank you for sharing!

[barrenclan]

RAAINHAAZEE ISSSUEEE

the issue starting with deepdark just going to his murderous colleagues and saying “wanna act with me”… deepdark theater kid is not something i expected for patfw but makes sense.

CUPID RETURN!!! rainhaze and him having a little fun banter… aaaa. i don’t wanna get attached to cupid because what if cupid is also using him but-… silly raccoon guy. the fox also once being one of rainhaze sit buddies hurts :(((

HERE IS THE PAGE!!!! THE BEAST!!! its so fun how many defiancesonas/ocs u fit in here, it’s such a treat to be on patfwcord!!!

DEEPLINGS REAL!!! hyssop looks like such a little shit i love him.. AND DEEPDARK!!!!!!!! him calling them his friends and wishing him warm welcomes.. i’m sure i’m not the only one who didn’t expect him to present himself so.. friendly? but he’s a theater kid so it makes sense, yeah. it being referred to as a family tho… cult red flag?

THEY DISRESPECT FANG?? IN FRONT OF ME?? MY FAMILY??? SHAME!!! JAIL FOR A HUNDRED YEARS!!

BEAR WAS LONGEST CLAWS!!!! thank u patfw discord my ass could have never theorized that hard. i can’t really tell if deepdark just wanted to be dramatic and cool or if he just wanted to spar with his buddies and trashtalk longest claws.. perhaps both..

and especially with the story changing ever so slightly, at first deepdark calling himself his current name and then prowl acting proud of deepdark when in reality he wanted vengeance… history is really what the victor makes of it, isn’t it? and prowl and spike so easily going along.. deepdark really changed them too.

THE QUOTE!! ATE OF HIS FLESH!! DRANK OF HIS BLOOD!!!! HE EATA THE HEARTA!!!! IM SOOOOO EXCITED THIS IS THE TIME THIS IS THE MOMENT AAAAAAAA

yes the rainhaze trauma- love the connections between deepdark’s story and the truth and what rainhaze’s imaginations are and the truth, him imagining dustfeather happily taking a nap instead of bleeding out and him being happy instead of terrified of himself.. and i know it’s meant to be sad for him but honestly.. get her ass rainhaze

i love this page and much like deepdark eats the flesh i shall eat this art and it tastes good. keep up the great work o777

Deepdark is a dramatic king through and through.

God, man, the big cameo panel on page 2 took me so long to finish. But I liked getting to draw all the animal species.

Deepdark is very performative, and with such a violent group, he has to make sure they all feel welcome, and more importantly loyal to him. His lieutenants help enforce that.

All the theorizing about Longest-Claws was so so fun for me. And they caught on so fast! Very nice. Actually, we will in fact learn why Deepdark chose to talk about Longest-Claws and the origins of Defiance in an upcoming issue!

Getting to that quote I thought up all those months ago was a real treat. Here's the original art that accompanied it, for anyone who didn't see it: