#lucy OC

[wellthebardsdead]

Lucy: *cutting open all the duergars heads* ew ew ew-

Astarion: what are you doing?

Gale: and why does it require all our salt??

Lucy: just shut up and open the jars!

*several hours later*

Omeluum: hello you summoned me aga-

Lucy: *slaps a basket of fresh brains on the table and several ones pickling in brine* I heard you mention your artificial sources weren’t enough so I made use of our enemies.

Blurg: how thoughtful! Omeluum I- are you okay?

Omeluum: s-so kind and considerate, I’m- I’m unfamiliar with these feelings but- I *flies off and returns with a sending stone* if you ever need me please summon me at any time!

Lucy: aw! Thank you!

Omeluum: *flies to Blurg and holds his hands* did I further a friendship bond??? Is she happy?

Blurg: *looks to Lucy*

Lucy: *nods*

Blurg: yes my love, you did!

Omeluum: *trills happily*

[iketatum]

[pinewoods-art]

the crew recently went to the astral sea so i drew them with some updated designs :3 we ran a clothes store for like 3 weeks in game just to try steal something from a guy, its fun

[cepheusgalaxy]

Febuwhump day 2: Holding back tears

CWs: Amnesia?

Febuwhump masterlist

“Fen? Are you okay?”

Fennice scrubbed her eyes. Stupid eyes that were fighting her by trying to get wet.

“Yeah,” it croaked out to Ade, her light ginger hair falling over her face, looking down at it. She seemed worried. It turned its eyes to its shoes. She was okay. It was not like she was hurt. Or tired. Or upset. Or had a reason to be upset.

Her trembling breathing didn’t seem to agree with her.

A hiccup got caught in Fennice’s throat.

Her vision started getting blurry again, so she lifted up the back of her hand to dry her tears. Fennice heard Adelia sitting down next to it against the couch. “What happened?”

Fennice hid her face in her knees. “I don’t know.” It shouldn’t be upset. They all had just come back from a mission and were promptly rewarded with a good amount of money, so after getting groceries, she had used the spare pounds to get a blue coat she had been eyeing for a while on the store next street, that was so cute. She had wanted it forever. Or just for... a few months.

Which pretty much sumed up what “forever” was to her.

She sobbed, and Ade patted her back, trying to be comforting.

She was so pathetic. She had no reason to be upset, but still, here she was, holding back tears while being held by their leader. Their leader, which was all she knew. Her leader and the Shadows. Just them four. It was everything Fennice had. It was everything it was. And she couldn’t help but wonder—what had she been before? Had she even been something? Did she have another name? What was it? When was her birthday? Did she like celebrating her birhtday? With who? A big, dark feeling started growing in Fennice’s chest, threatening to leak out.

And it was like that because it didn’t know.

It didn’t know who it was. Pamela, for example, knew where she’d come from. Ade knew all the choices she’d made that led her to the White Shadows. Lilah remembered exactly where and how she had gotten every one of her scars.

But not Fennice. She didn’t know where the large scars on her left shin were from. She didn’t know if she’d had a family before. She didn’t know why she spoke how she spoke and why she knew what she knew. It didn’t know if it had ever had a pet. It didn’t know if it went to highschool. Had she been a dropout? Had she been a diligent student? A lousy one? Did she have any friends? Any regrets? Any happy memories?

Fennice couldn’t stop the tears from falling down her face anymore. It shouldn’t, but it hurt. The sobs leaving her mouth made her shake from inside, and not even Ade’s warm and familar hand on her shoulders could stop it.

She missed something so badly. She missed herself. She missed a big chunk inside her where her history—her past mistakes, her woes, her childhood memories and all the relationships past her would’ve had—should be, and it turned her to shreds to not even know what she was missing.

It was not like it was nobody, now. Sure. It was Fennice. Fennice White. She was the companion of Ade, Pam and Lilah. Her favorite color was blue. She liked pretty dresses and also casual tank tops. She spoke English and Portuguese, both with a weird accent, for some reason. She wasn’t very good with long weapons and preferred daggers she could get close with or throw. She wasn’t a fan of reading, but she liked listening to Pamela ramble on about the latest novel she’d read and all the twists it had and how she was shocked when who-and-who died. It was somewhere around sixteen and nineteen years old. It didn’t like mint ice cream.

But that was not it. It knew it was not just it. She curled up tighter.

There was more.

And she did not know what was that ‘more’.

@febuwhump taglist: @whumpinthepot

[cepheusart]

Hello it's me with freshly baken (undercooked) Lucy redesign doodles

[ID: A few messy drawings of the same black girl with a fade undercut. Two drawings are portraits, one on which she is embarassed, and in the other, surprised. Near those, are three small miniatures of the girl in different outfits: A loose blue sweater with cargo pants, a pair of jeans trousers and a dark blue tshirt with a longsleeved white shirt underneath and a strawberry dress. /end ID.)

[sealz888]

Holy crap Lois I made an mfn oc

Anyways. Here's Lucy. Lenard's older sister, specialises in making instruments and wood carvings. She also sells some of her knick-knacks and timber. She's very close to Lenard, as they'd often hang out and she'd conjure him up stuff including their cane!

More lore below the cut!

Lucy is Lenard's older sister and is around the puppet age of 25, however is a background character rarely making appearances. Lucy's mature but laid-back attitude was to be a direct contrast to the puppet cast chaotic nature, as she was a more education character. She is neighbourhood's local artesian and craftwoman, notably she specialises in woodwork, carving and creating wooden instruments including guitars, pianos, violins and flutes. She also runs a local sawmill and sells many of her hand made products in her store, titled "Lucy's Lumber & Loads more".

In many of her episodes, like Ray, she'd have her segment where she teaches the puppet gang the minute details and skills along with encouraging them to appreciate the handmade and the effort that goes into it. In many of her episodes she and Lenard would bond over creating instruments or carving them little knick-knacks as gifts, including their cane. Her segments weren't also limited to woodcrafts, carving and work and also included pottery, baking, jam making and various other artesian skills and would often encourage to audience to have a try sometime with adult supervision.

To seperate her from Lenard, she is significantly taller and is around the same height as George. To provide extra emphasis on her hobbies, she was build with wooden ball-and-socket joints and marionette-esc features such as wooden hands. After the shows cancellation, she became too distressed and felt guilty as she could not comfort Lenard enough and eventually tried to gift them more grander and large-scale items such as 5m tall piano, an entire orchestra and a 50-in-1 desk-bookshelf-closet-bed abomination which resulted in her accidentally destroying on her hands. Attempts to fix it have been very difficult as she struggled with one of her hand. Eventually she got into a fight with another puppet and got locked into a storage closet. She awaits the day she can reunite with her sibling, Lenard again and continue her crafts

[draculiya]

An updated look to my hazbin oc! Her name is Lucy, will be updating her story later! Her older design and info will remain up tho.

An alastor height comparison

AND VOICE CLAIMS!!!

[skyyclan]

Gotta love a cat who is both a girlboss and a hater. But it's okay, because she usually means well

[sillymeowmeows]

I drew @doggoneaway Farmer Lucy! I love this zesty woman!! <3

[zuzanwrites]

Not Alone

Minor drabble that I wanted to do of Optimus and my human OC, Lucy

They could be platonic, romantic, really up to you.

SFW, Minorly depressing themes but happy ending.

Might make a part two if people want it.

After a particularly devastating loss, Optimus came back into the base. Everyone could tell that Optimus wasn’t okay. Ratchet went up to Optimus. “Are you okay Optimus, really?”

“I am… Fine.” Optimus’s optics were trailing around, trying but not focusing on anything. “i want to be left alone, please.” Optimus practically begged before leaving to his quarters.

Lucy jumped off the couch. “I’ll just wait outside. I won’t pressure him or anything. I’ll just be there for whatever.”

Ratchet sighed. “I don’t think that’s the best idea.”

Lucy shook her head with a pixie cut of brown hair. “I understand, but I’ve been in a similar position and I just know that being alone sometimes, even though you think you want to be, is not a good idea.” Lucy went and sat next to Optimus’s door.

Some time later…

Lucy was napping and heard Optimus’s quarters open. “How long have you been there?” She shook her head.

“Does it matter? As long as I’m there for one of my closest friends, I don’t care about time.” She smiled. Optimus started to smile and picked up Lucy and gently placed her on his shoulder.

“You shouldn’t ignore your body’s needs.” Optimus was stern.

“I’m not I already ate and drank. And, I am not ignoring my body when all it really wants to do is make sure you’re really okay. “ She leaned on Optimus’s neck.

“I am okay, it’s just that loss was important. We could have used the forge for Bumblebee’s voice box and t-cog. Upgrade the teams armors and blasters as-well maybe.” Optimus was solemn.

Lucy gently rubbed Optimus’s shoulder. “I’m sure another opportunity for a t-cog will present itself and I’m sure there will be another opportunity to snag the forge.”

Lucy, wishes she could take some of the responsibilities off of Optimus’s shoulders because he just really doesn’t deserve this, at all. Optimus walked into the main hangar with Lucy still on his shoulder. “Want to watch me decode some Iaconian relics?”

Lucy chuckled. “I’d love to and maybe after all of this we could go to a local dark sky park and watch the stars pass by.”

Sometime later Lucy fell to rest while watching Optimus type away. Optimus smiled lightly and really gently transformed and took Lucy home and laid her to rest on her bed.

[cepheusgalaxy]

I actually DID thought about that before. I wanted to make magical girl outfits for them and as i was brainstorming, the idea for my Magical Girl WIP came XD

I remember what theirs would be tho:

Ein: Kaiki (purple), Lis (blue), Ari (yellow), Lucy (green), Lali (pink)

T&m: Totsuka (white and black), Megan (black and white)

If your OC was a magical girl (gender neutral), what would their theme color be?

[wellthebardsdead]

Raphael: Haarlep has been, unusually quiet since you rescued them.

Lucy: of course, they’ve actually gotten adequate food and entertainment. Gods only know you were starving him.

Raphael: Tsk, forgive me for not wishing to indulge one of my fathers spies.

Lucy: they didn’t get a choice in their position. They were literally made for you.

Raphael: I suppose. I don’t envy the poor fool responsible for pleasuring that wretch however.

Zhalk: *walks in fixing his armour* forgive my delay your grace. I cannot get him off of me. *turns around showing Haarlep hugging onto him like a very naked koala*

Haarlep: *purring, well fed, hydrated, moisturised, really wants a nap but doesn’t want him to go* mmmmmine~

[iketatum]

[cepheusgalaxy]

Happy storyteller Saturday! As a corollary to the mean line ask from trixierosewrites, do you have a particularly kind interaction you’d like to share?

Happy (v late XD) sts for you too!

Uh, i don't have much writing to search for this but here's what i found:

(lil drabble i don't think i ever finished? with lucy--whom at this point lost her memory and is being called Fennice--and pam, who is one of her teammates/close friends in this arc. cw for a bit of blood and broken ribs)

Shit. Shit, shit, shi-

Pam stopped in place as she heard a sound. She knew that voice. Fennice.

She ran in that direction, and as the sound grew closer, she could distinguish...a laughter?

It was mixed with little whines and cries of pain, but it was definitely a laugh.

Pamela’s worry turned to confusion, and then worry again when she still couldn’t find her teammate.

— Fennice! — She called,hoping to hear an answer this time.

The laughter stopped, replaced by the loud breathing of someone, and after a while, she heard:

— P-Pam? Is- — a whine — Is that you?

Definitely Nic’s voice.

— I’m coming! — Pamela said, and rushed to find the source of the voice. After a minute or two, she found her.

Fennice was lying down, near a lake, and she seemed to be wet. She was quivering, and as soon as she spotted Pam, she started laughing.

— Nic!

— Pam — She said between laughter and whines. Fennice seemed to be flinching at every breath, and Pamela was just growing more worried.

— What’s funny? Nic, what happened?

— I- Ouch.

Pamela rushed to her side. Fennice was also covered in blood, but she wouldn’t stop laughing, tears running down her face.

When Pam touched her side in search for any bruises she couldn’t see, Fennice flinched again.

Oh. Broken ribs.

— What happened? — She asked again, and started preparing a spell to heal her. Pam wasn’t good with those kinds of things, but it would have to do.

— He ran away — Nic answered in a low voice — He almost ended me with that explosion, but I managed to give him some good strikes I think — She breathed deeply and curled herself up in pain.

— Be careful! — Pamela reprimed her in frustration. — I’ll try to give a fix on your ribs first. Anything else I should watch for?

Fennice seemed distant for a second, and then she raised her arm. A good chunk of her forearm was bloody and ugly, and the blood on the bruise was behaving weirdly. Pam assumed Nic was manipulating her own blood to help it coagulate.

— Fuck, Nic — Pam said with her hand on her torso, after lifting up her blue shirt. When Pamela’s healing magic started making effect, Fennice started laughing again. Pam looked up at her, feeling a mix of panic, worry, confusion, and, rising up, a bit of relief. — Why are you so happy? You could’ve died! Ade said not to go after him alone!

— That’s why I’m laughing — She said, and gave a small wince when Pam pressed a little bit too hard on her ribs.

Pam finished her work in silence, and Fennice breathed in and out, a little bit easier now, still focusing on the bruise on her arm. She was still giggling a little.

She was ecstasic because at least she was alive.

[cepheusgalaxy]

1. Lucy

2. ...none I can remember

Tag the OC that’s allo-ace

Tag the OC that’s aro-allo

[leo-artista]

Dad Mullet Stan Au in which he finds a young girl who was kicked out of her home and basically adopts her