#kj ocs

[ditzyblues]

believe it or not this is a normal tuesday for this Valerie lady. Rocío knows this.

i am showing my butchfemme ocs to the world. please be kind to them as they are still babies. here are my primary inspos for them, in characterization and aesthetics

the lovely femme is Valerie, a hardened, ultra-serious and DEADLY escort (sex-worker) in a Texas borderland town. the butch is Rocío, a less deadly and wallflower mechanic/handyman in the same area. they're set in 2003, where Val is 29 and Chio is 24. i'll make ref sheets for them eventually. but let me know what u think of them,, ok?

[fistraid]

familiar faces

[arcadekore]

i think everyone should redraw their ocs they had they were 16 for fun

space explorers grant and ross representing earth and getting lost in space

[clemster]

today marks the one year anniversary of @realmofthewd !!! it has been such a blessing to be part of this project, which has given me the opportunity to meet so many awesome ppl i now call friends who share the same interests as me and care for my creations just as much as i do . can’t wait to see where this series brings us !! love u guys !!! 🙏❤️

here’s a lil drawing of my oc kj i did in celebration 😋😋

[alfredojesta]

Could you please draw Corpse?....I'd really like to see how it is :)

ABSOLUTELY! my drawing tablet isn't working rn but i have some quick ibis doodles (i never had a real ref sheet of her because i created her as a joke before she became an actual character)

thank you so much for the ask AHHH it means a lot that anyone would wanna know more about my silly fanon kid 😭‼️

here's some extra info i've typed up if that's anything (small comic at the end):

CORPSE is 15! she's a doll built by Jason. both Candy Pop and Jason designed her. Pop made the concept art on his own, but Jason tweaked it because... he's Jason? duh? in order to bring the creation to life, a soul was infused with it—also how Jason created Mr. Glutton, Liquorice and Red Mouse.

being a doll, she ages with models rather than yk. normal biology. so she has different models for different age groups. Jason and Candy Pop agreed to create her at the age of 6 because they didn't want to deal with a whiny baby! ^_^ therefore, she has multiple models (6-8, 10-12, and so on).

to differentiate them Candy Pop is called Pops! and Jason is just Father. there's plentiful lore in this AU. the timeline's fucking whack but i can't explain that here because it'd be too long so i'll describe Corpse real quick—

Corpse's personality is versatile. on one hand, it's respectful and polite. she speaks formally—thanks to Jason's influence—and tends to be a listener more than a talker. she's outgoing, but unfortunately a people-pleaser. Corpse has a tendency for holding back her emotions. a fear of upsetting others. Candy Pop advises her to not bottle up her feelings. and sure—she was more expressive when she was younger! but at 15, it has come to a point where she's only ever open with her bestfriend and parents. her insecurity also derives from the fact she's a doll. Corpse has never felt like she fits in with anyone else.

doesn't mean she's not fun, though. being the daughter of a silly jester means she's got some humour of her own. Corpse can yap for hours... she just prefers to listen and nod... but if a mic is handed to her... yeah that girl can TALK.

ANYWAY LIKE I SAID BEFORE SHE'S ALSO ANXIOUS AND BECOMES OVERWHELMED QUICKLY ESPECIALLY IF THINGS ARE TOO BUSY. THAT'S JUST BECAUSE JASON AND CANDY POP ARGUE SOMETIMES AND SHE GETS SCARED LOLLL there's no violence and there's no fighting. those two just bicker over. their opposing parenting styles. and then they make up after some DISCUSSION.

besides, jason and candy pop are two really emotional people and that can get the better of them if they aren't careful.

so yeah... if you made it this far here's a bonus comic of 10 yr old corpse and jason :) for context: corpse comes to the mansion sometimes while jason works. panda/pandora is corpse's niece. another fanon kid... belongs to nathan and ciara.

[angelicallyresurrecting]

art dump again

[weenieman25]

Had 2 draw kj bc I love her

[thermalmode]

daring sim mockup of kj because reality can be whatever i want it to be

[moogfruits]

Drew two characters yesterday! Tons of fun experimenting with shapes and stuff

[commonly-potoo]

NT ref sheet yay!!!

[ditzyblues]

YOU HAVE COOL ASF OCS TELL US MORE THE WORMS NEED TO EAT

WOW... THANK YOU MY WORMS!!!

couldve sworn u guys were parasites just last week... I DIGRESS! i will tell you more about my OCs!!!!!!!!!

if you are Tejano, you know that our communities are few and far between in media coverage. which is why i wanted to set my OCs in South Texas, a primarily Mexican-American area, no matter what. my OCs also predate the Elon Musk-ification of South Texas, set in 2003 for the majority of my depictions for them.

if you are not Tejano, fret not. My OCs are here to clue you into some culture. (first valerie art by droppincofdrops)

Valerie, born Valeria Isabel Velázquez in 1974, is a 1st generation Mexican-American woman. Her parents, like millions before and after them, came to America for a better life. However, the American Dream dies a horrible death in the borderlands of the RGV. This was no different for the Velázquez family. Living paycheck to paycheck in a terrible STX neighborhood, Valerie learned very quickly how to survive. These circumstances would not bring her down.

Her fortitude is something that has taken every beating imaginable. As her home life fell apart, due to her parent’s incompatibility, so did her social life. Valerie immediately didn’t fit into any categories her peers formed at any stage in her schooling. She was too “ghetto,” or spoke too much Spanish. (Her teachers, in an attempt to “ease” her up and whitewash her, opted for calling her Valerie instead of Valeria-Isabel.) And like most cultures, Valerie learned to be ashamed of her female body, and any assertiveness she showed.

To get ahead of the curve, Valerie hung out with older kids on her street and on campus. There was less of a need to control her in each of these circles, which she held dear to her. Valerie figured out to control everything she could. This is her core. If she is not in control, she is in danger.

Valerie turned to odd jobs, here and there. This evolved into sex work. Valerie dropped out of her senior year to pursue a club job. She lied about her age, claiming she was 20 at 17. But Valerie found her first community in this club job. These were pros, and they all looked like her, talked like her, and had stories like her. Despite the occasional drama, all of these girls looked after each other, and respected each other’s independence. This is what Valerie needed.

For the subsequent 12 years, Valerie’s fortitude and willpower carried her to the “top” of this circle. She looks for girls like herself, and doesn’t hesitate to take them under her wing, because the world is too damn horrible for her to let anyone fall. She encourages people, in her own tough way, to take control of their lives any way they can.

Some things Valerie never developed are patience, tact, or grace. She cannot, for the life of her, talk to people one-on-one. You’ll never get anything out of her. She’ll clothe you, feed you, lend you money, kill for you, but never give you her shoulder to cry on. Find somebody else for your emotions, because throwing them at Valerie is like throwing them at a brick wall. She doesn’t have time for interpersonal bullshit, and she certainly doesn’t have the patience to deal with it.

(It was difficult to find characters like her in media I've personally consumed. If anyone has recommendations, let me know. I watch too many cartoons.)

(soz i have no official drawings for rocío </3 yet.)

Rocío Celeste Estrada, born in 1979, is a 2nd generation Mexican-American. The youngest of 4 children, but only daughter, Rocío found herself taking after the trio of Tejano older brothers. Her mother was excited to have a daughter she could share her more feminine interests with, but she quickly gave up on that dream when Rocío followed in her brothers’ footsteps in terms of tastes and hobbies.

Rocío had a good childhood, compared to her peers. She grew up in the “okay” neighborhoods, where there were enough tax dollars for paved roads and working street lamps, but not enough for clean water and good air conditioning. This meant Rocío spent a lot of time in the streets, near the resaca, or playing in the desert land.

However, as quintessential “Tejano” the Estrada kids’ childhoods were, something that differentiated them from their peers was their race. In an area with 95% “brown” (non-white) Latinos, the Estrada’s were black. Their mother, a Haitian-American from Houston, met and married their Valley tejano father, a non-white Latino. This resulted in a complicated identity for each Estrada child. While they were just as Tejano as their peers, no one could make that assumption in this homogenous society. And like most cultures, antiblackness was sewn in. This othering presented itself in adultification, microaggressions, and assumptions/accusations.

Later in Rocío’s adolescence, the siblings discovered their father’s sancha, and other family. A whiter family, notably. This tore the Estrada household apart, and Rocío ended up moving in with her oldest brother, who’d had his own place. They all learned they couldn’t be without each other, let alone leave their Chio behind, so when Rocío was 11, she was set to be raised by her brothers. (short short story here)

Rocío was never fond of the social dynamic. Everyone seemed to dislike her for one reason: they just couldn’t tell if she was a girl or a boy. The girls were put off by her masculine clothing and hobbies and mannerisms, and the guys were put off by her “sensitiveness” and emotional maturity. And everyone was ill-equipped to even begin to acknowledge her race in any well-meaning way. The only times she could exist free of these pressures was in sports. She was tall (she's 6 ft flat as an adult!!!), and good at everything, it seemed. The boys AND girls asked for her in basketball. It was cool. Until high school.

Suddenly, everyone cared more about romance and grades and REALLY intense sports. Rocío, perpetually avoidant of conflict (short short story here), backed away from everyone, save a few friends she made along the way who actually liked her. But people were getting weird. Girls started to look prettier than ever, and Rocío had to reassess her status. She was not only the tall, mixed, weird girl who hardly talked. She was also a lesbian. A very masculine one at that. She’d already accepted her place as a passive wallflower, and couldn’t bring herself to escape it.

Throughout high school, Rocío learned her way around cars and anything with an engine and wheels. Her oldest brother had inherited the garage when their father gave it up, and so the Estrada’s spent a lot of time working shop. This was how they kept their home running, away from their parents. Rocío graduated, and didn’t bother with college despite her brothers’ advice. The garage was her second home, and she’d be amiss to leave it. From 18 to 24, Rocío lived in this cycle of waking up, hitting the garage, and going back home to her own apartment she moved into the second she made enough at the garage. Because brothers get tiring to live with after a while.

Rocío sees the world as an unchanging, continuous force. The social dynamic had never been kind to her, so she always put it on the back burner. However, Rocío found that she had a knack for the interpersonal stuff. She had always been the mediator for her brothers’ conflicts, and her friends at school drifted towards her after fights to figure out how to resolve things. As passive and conflict-avoidant Chio can be, she can be equally as assertive of boundaries (although this doesn’t come naturally/often. It will be nurtured in the future.)

(Rocío also has an underdeveloped, yet passionate sense of right/wrong. This is something she often represses, but it’s present enough for the acute to notice. This is something Valerie is drawn to.)

This is the first time I introduced Valerie and Rocío to each other. It was an Intro to Creative Writing assignment. But outside of this and a few drawings, there's not much out there with the two of em. They're very much a work in progress. Here's a moodboard along with an extended document. I doubt anyone has read this far LOL but thanks for letting me ramble about my chiquititas.

[alien-shmalien]

Lunacy - the belief that changes of the moon caused intermittent insanity

was listening to palm tree panic by machine girl :3 KJ momence

[arcadekore]

Fallout oh sees I’ve been rattling in my brain for a while

From left to right, Andy, Lila, Mercury, and some raider that happened to cross Mercury’s path

[clemster]

hey gang........ if you like twdg, ocs, or BOTH, then you'd def like realm of the walking dead !!!!!! it's this super cool fanfic me and a bunch of others are involved in, you should totally check it out !!!!

fanfic link discord server rotwd tumblr

[alfredojesta]

two months ago my bff and i made fanon kids for fun but then we got attached and we made an entire AU where they exist

so this is them after their kid gets sent on her first mission :) i'd imagine she's around 15 at this time, and had been training with candy pop and her proxy friends before then.

the gal's name is corpse (i stole it from a gacha video i found on google im so SORRY to whoever made that video but it was a one-time joke that turned into an oc LMFAOOO)

ermmm she's a doll (jason built her, candy pop helped design) and she is severely anxious bc her parents are litrlly candy pop and jason the toymaker so what really do you expect

[joyfuladorable]

-* writing meme

tagged by @redstringraven in this post!

I started writing a 2007 fic the other day, so I'll share the last bit of dialogue from the first chapter (since that's all I have on the doc rn lmao)

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RULES: post the last line that you wrote and tag someone for every word in the line.

“Get Leo.  I’m gonna let Sensei know.” “Know what?” “That we’re going to Staten.  Something…” He pauses for a breath, tucking his bo into the back of his belt. “Something’s Wrong.”

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tagging (only if you wanna): @deadpool1763492 @forestwhisper3 @punctuated-equilibrium @ditzyblues @halogalopaghost and any other oomfies that wanna share some writing! ^w^