#lonan oc

[flowersfortony]

(oc) trying to figure out outfits and how this guy will look further into his story…

[little-red-fool]

Lonan sketch since it’s been a while.

[lost-my-dragon]

whatttttt? Not tf2 for once??.?

idk I pretty old oc of mine I’ve always loved but never actually given a face to

the more I look at him the more he looks like an older version of me help

I’ve given him color

[silent-dragon]

Some oc x oc ship doodles ive done. Im not that confident in drawing others ocs too well but i try so can express love.

Michalis & Kristen @rookvonhunt

Lonan & Des @thetwstwildcard

Ciro & Kayne @fumikomiyasaki

Cary & Ellis @starry-night-rose

[slowcoded]

Pathetic emo and the goth baddie

(Lonan is known to say literally anything that will get people pissed off. ANYTHING. No matter their affiliation to any ideology, they are just both to troll and ragebait. Also they just hate nearly all people so they don't care and find the angry reactions funny. Lonan picks fights all the time, on purpose, just to feel something)

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

BEING SOOO LONANCORE IRL RN (I’m making hot chocolate mix from scratch)

[downlikeheaven]

Odessa & her boyfriends

[coffee-n-ocs]

Exosis (Music OCs): Duke McManus (2014)

The bassist of the band 'Exosis', and the only man in the group, Duke's head is mostly full of sex, video games, alcohol, and cupcakes. Usually dressed in orange, Duke's confident, warm and enthusiastic, though at times he can be somewhat arrogant and cocksure.

"Things are different here, 'crisps' are 'chips', that's fucking confusing."

Name

Full Legal Name: Archer Lonán Duke McManus-Bull First Name: Archer Meaning: From an English surname meaning 'Bowman, Archer', of Old French origin. Pronunciation: AHR-cher Origin: English Middle Name(s): Lonán, Duke Meaning(s): Lonán: Means 'Little blackbird', derived from Old Irish 'Lon' 'Blackbird combined with a diminutive suffix Duke: From the noble title 'Duke', which was originally derived from Latin 'Dux' 'Leader' Pronunciation: LUW-nan, DOOK Origin: Irish, Old Irish. English Surname(s): McManus, Bull Meaning(s): McManus: Anglicized form of Irish 'Mac Maghnuis' meaning 'Son of Mághnus', the Irish form of 'Magnus', a Late Latin name meaning 'Great' Bull: From a nickname for a person who acted like a bull Pronunciation: mac-MAN-us, BUWL Origin: Irish. English Aliases: Archer McManus, Lonan McManus, Duke McManus, Archer Bull, Lonan Bull, Duke Bull Nicknames: Archie, Duke Titles: Mr

Characteristics

Age: 36 Gender: Male. He/Him Pronouns Race: Human Nationality: Dual Nationality, American & English Ethnicity: White - 1/2 British - 1/2 American Birth Date: 30th May 1978 Sexuality: Bisexual Religion: Raised Christian Native Language: English Spoken Languages: English, (learning) Sioux Relationship Status: Dating Astrological Sign: Gemini Face Claim: Nick Frost

Geographical Characteristics

Birthplace: Princes Risborough, Buckinghamshire, England, UK Current Location: 'On Tour'

Appearance

Height: 5'7" / 170 cm Weight: 160 lbs / 72 kg Eye Colour: Brown Hair Colour: Black Hair Dye: None Body Hair: Hairy Facial Hair: Stubble Tattoos: None visible (usually) Scars: None Clothing Style: Mainly oranges and browns, graphic T-shirts, loose shorts

Health and Fitness

Allergies: None Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Social Drinker, Smoker Illnesses/Disorders: None Diagnosed Medications: None Any Specific Diet: None

Relationships

Affiliated Groups: Exosis Friends: Viola Wilbur, Winona Tomahawk, Lita McManus Enemies: None Noted Yet Mentor: None Significant Other: Winona Tomahawk (35, Girlfriend) Previous Partners: Hunter Peak (37, Ex-Boyfriend) Parents: Jasper McManus (66, Father), Brook Sergeant (67, Mother, Née Bull), Rosaire Sergeant (68, Step-Father) Parents-In-Law: None Siblings: Angelita McManus-Bull (33, Sister) Siblings-In-Law: None Nieces & Nephews: Ember McManus-Bull (13, Niece) Children: None Children-In-Law: None Grandkids: None Other Notable Relatives: None

Notes

Occupation: Mechanic Tropes: (These are purely theoretical for how I would write him)

Colour-Coded For Your Convenience: Usually dresses in orange

Fat and Skinny: The Fat to Lita's Skinny

Foolish Sibling, Responsible Sibling: The Foolish to Lita's Responsible

Human Jungle Gym: Lets his niece, Ember, climb on him whenever they're around each other

Real Men Wear Pink: Not only has he said that he identifies with a female perspective on most things, but he's also expressed a skill at cooking and has stated his favourite colour is pink. He also enjoys nail polish and makeup

Trademark Favourite Food: Cupcakes

-Design to come in group pic-

[kritzywitzy]

Oc doodles after a huge Splatoon 3 obsession, I made others but just never finished them oop.

[juni0e]

the reference i made for my current dnd character a few months ago— my sad wizard with grandpa tendencies!!

[little-red-fool]

Ifan has to put up with Lonan’s bullshit on a daily basis.

[silent-dragon]

For scary monster event have a pumpkin knight Lonan ready to walk the parade.

Happy Halloween 🎃

used Idia scary monster sprite assets

[twstinginthewind]

💐

Wondering if Lonan Esca or Kimon could get a mistletoe kiss from any oc of yours?

Mistletoe mischief...

"I know that voice. Why does that guy sound so familiar?" Joker whispered to her brother. They had been wandering the corridors of the main campus building, and found themselves outside of the headmage's office, where a tall, masked figure was singing Christmas carols loudly outside of the closed door, and hanging large bunches of bright green foliage from the chandeliers.

Punch nodded, and put his hand onto Joker's shoulder. "I know what you mean. But I don't know if we should get too close. There's no telling what kind of character would keep ol' Crowley closed up in his office." Joker rolled her eyes at him.

The mysterious figure turned towards them and grinned lopsidedly, pointing to himself. "I heard that, haha! And the only thing keepin' ol' Crowley in there is young Crowley! And you two, a young couple, perhaps? You've made it into my Hall of Romance! Behold, the Mistletoe Gauntlet!" He gestured proudly at his handiwork; the entire corridor ceiling had sprigs of mistletoe hanging from it, from one end of the hall to the other.

"Not a couple," Punch said, shaking his head.

"Tis the season. Maybe now you can start?" The younger Crowley gave them an expectant look.

Joker curled her lip and put her hands on her hips. "Gross. Get that outta your head. We're twins, birdbrain."

The masked man's disappointment was palpable. "Ah, but I have worked so hard! Surely, someone must get kissed, after all of this?"

Punch looked at Joker. Joker looked back at him. And in one movement, they both moved towards the strange purple-haired man, and each placed a kiss onto the sides of his mask.

They walked away, back the same way they came. "What a weirdo," Joker giggled. "But at least he seemed fun."

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"Excuse me. It's... it's Mr. Delgado, isn't it?"

Esca felt a gentle tug on his sleeve, partnered with a soft, feminine voice. He turned towards the voice and looked down, to see a pair of bright blue eyes gazing up at him through business-like glasses. He smiled at the young beastwoman. "I am, indeed. And what can I do for you, my dear?"

Sia smiled nervously, and pointed to a space above her head. Her brown cat ears flickered slightly above her long hair, hoping to emphasize the gesture. "Your antlers; you seem to have something stuck. Some foliage, or something."

Esca laughed heartily. "Is that how it looks? Ah, I must have not placed it stylishly enough. It was meant to be a sort of festive accessory." He reached above his head, adjusting the round ball of leaves. "I couldn't find any holly to wear, so I was stuck with this cluster of mistletoe."

"Is that so?" Sia's tail curled behind her, and she chuckled. "So you're not wearing it just to fish for kisses?"

"I'm not requiring them, but I won't turn down an offer, either," he mused. "Are you, perhaps, making an offer, Miss Sealponte?"

Sia laughed. "It wasn't part of my initial plan. But I can't say I'd mind, either." She paused, still looking up at him. "But, um. There's one problem."

Esca scratched his head, perplexed. "What could that be?"

The petite catgirl blinked. "Come down here, and I'll tell you."

He bent down, putting his face level with hers. "What is it, then?"

She leaned over, kissing him briefly and gently, then patted his cheek. "You're far too tall for me to kiss without assistance."

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"Ooh, de lally!! Would you look at what I just found?" Bobby waved his arms, trying to get Jon's attention. "Seems we've got ourselves a little bit of company today, hm?"

Jon lumbered into the clearing of the woods behind campus, where he and Bobby usually practiced their hand-to-hand fighting. It was a bright, chilly day, and the sun filtered down through the few remaining leaves onto a small, pale figure with long, fair hair, lying on the ground. They were wrapped up in a long blue-and-white cloak, and weren't moving. Jon dropped everything he was carrying and rushed over to their side. "Bobby, did you even check to see if they're all right?"

"I can see 'em breathing? That's a start," the fox boy said, looking around the edges of the clearing. "You can check 'em over a little bit; I'll take a look around and see if I can figure out where they came from, and if they came alone." And with that, he disappeared into the trees.

Jon sighed and gave the mystery person another look. They had delicate features, and seemed fragile. There were circles beneath the closed eyes, and their skin was as pale as parchment. He delicately ran a large hand across their forehead - no fever - and noted the soft, even breathing. "What's a little treasure like you doing out here, anyway? Sleeping in some chilly woods. Come on, up you get." He gently jostled their shoulder, and only got a slight murmur in response.

Jon looked out towards the surrounding woods. Bobby was just slightly visible in the distance, but from what he could see, he hadn't found anything that would be of any help. Hmph. He shouted out to Bobby, "I'm gonna try to get them back to the dorm, okay?" Bobby replied with a thumbs up and continued his search.

He turned back to their visitor, still deep asleep. "I can't just leave you out here, sleepyhead. Let's get you somewhere safe," he said softly, and gathered them up into his arms. To his surprise, they hardly weighed anything, and he was able to get to his feet easily. He tugged their cape around them, and then froze. He recognized the logo embroidered on the front. "Bobby?" he called out. "They're from RSA. We can't take them back to Savanaclaw. They'll get torn to bits."

"Whaaaa? How'd they end up here, then?" Bobby trotted back, empty-handed.

"Dunno. They're not exactly waking up to tell me." The sleeper made a soft noise, and turned slightly in his arms, cuddling against his chest. A narrow hand reached out and took hold of his coat collar, pulling the fabric toward them.

"Aw, they like you," Bobby joked. "Tell ya what. I'll get in touch with Guillermo; maybe he can help us with our little friend. Why don't you sit over on that fallen log and keep an eye on them? Maybe it's a magic sleep. Maybe..." His eyes glittered mischievously. "Maybe you gotta kiss 'em to wake 'em up."

Bobby trotted back over to the edge of the woods, pulling out his phone, and Jon took the sleeper to where they could sit. He looked at the canopy of branches above them; the oak trees had largely lost their leaves, but their branches were dotted with clusters of mistletoe, still green despite the chill in the air.

"I wonder if that really would work," Jon mused. The sleeper shifted in his arms again, cuddling closer. "You're only bein' friendly because I'm soft and warm, sleepyhead. Lucky you to find the fat guy, huh? Not that I'd ever get seen otherwise." He made a face; he knew better than to put himself down, but old habits were tough to break. "That ain't your problem, sleepyhead. But we'll get you back to where ya came from safe. I promise." Impulsively, he pressed his lips to their temple. Their skin was cool and smooth, and he felt himself blush as he pulled his face away from theirs.

"Probably shouldn't've done that," he sighed, and he looked away. Bobby should have been back here by now. He didn't even notice the smile that had spread across the sweet sleeper's face as they cuddled even closer to him.

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

I wanna talk about my books would people send me asks !!!!!

[liviavanrouge]

The Blackbird Eagle

"A strange Savannaclaw student that appears at the end of the Savannaclaw Arc but is never seen again afterwards"

Name: Lonan Lurker

Gender: Male

Age: 17

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Voice Actor: Tasuku Hatanaka

Introduction Line: "You don't know me? It's alright I believe you!"

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Star Sign: Pisces

Birthday: March 8th

Height: 6'6

Dominant Hand: Left

Home: Sanctuary Forest

Species: Blackbird Eagle Hybrid

Occupation: Student, Prince

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Year: 2nd/Sophomore

Class: 2-B

Club: Spelldrive Club

Best Subject: Ancient Magic

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Family;

Father: Mercy Lurker

Mothee: Lauren Lurker

Younger Brother: Satan Lurker

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Favorite Food: Cheeseburger

Least Favorite Food: Takoyaki

Like(s): Flying

Dislike(s): Being grounded

Hobbies: Fishing

Pet Peeves Sabotaging

Talent: Survival Knowledge

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Appearance: Lonan has short messily neat pitch black hair with a streak of white on his right side. He has a slender yet muscular build, getting stated by Leona to be a strong body structure for someone like him. His eyes are a bright gold, with a black pupil and a white pupil. He has freckle like spots on his elbows.

Lonan's wings are a pitch black, with white markings at the top and bottom, a sign of royalty in his hometown.

He can turn into a lynx sized black eagle with the same white marked wings but his eyes turn a dark green.

Personality: Lonan is caring and doting on others no matter if they're older or younger than him, and is willing to help his fellow Savannaclaw students if they need it. He can discipline others, teaching them lessons they'll never forget for trying to hurt others or provoke him. He gives others his trusts and is neither let down nor disappointed if things go right or wrong, but will advice that person to learn from their mistake and do better.

He's easily jealous and possessive of those he loved or cares about, getting riled up at even the smallest things and raising his voice even though it might get him into trouble.

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Unique Magic: Birds Call

Description: Lonan is able to summon black eagles to aid him in a battle whether it's defensive or offensive.

Incantation: "Fly free but please come and aid me...Birds Call!"

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Trivia:

-He hates loud noises from falling pans

-Cats frighten him to death, especially Lucius

-He finds Jack somewhat annoying but tries to be nice to him

-He absolutely hates snakes and will go ham on one if he sees them

-Almost punched Jamil in the second halloween event after the possession was gone

-He hates when Ekeko hides his things and tends to attempt to beat him up at times

[centaurworks]

#OC #ArtShare of the week!  

Drawn by @azura-mermaid (also on deviantArt) 

Lonan was practicing magic on her older sister Kira, tho accidentally changing her into a mermaid. 

#Mermaid #Princess #Chibi 

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