#oc Keir

[eeldritchblast]

Okay, I slightly tweaked my last attempt at a Durge. He might be enough of a sopping wet kitten who thinks of murder all day for me to get invested in now...

[squidlykitten]

[isahgrace]

Balancing needs and tasks

Every day was a cluster fuck of tasks you needed to complete and if you didn’t complete them then you would be stuck with more work the next day and the next, so balancing everything was your goal, too bad it barely worked, you were swamped with everything you needed to do and your bodies needs were facing the consequences, well that wasn’t the only thing that was, your friends were as well as your studies but still, it was dragging you down.

Maia had noticed that you weren’t responding to her messages and had tried to hunt you down and make sure you were actually looking after your health and not just your mothers and your studies. But you kept managing to avoid her, after all, if she could see how overworked and exhausted you were she would be dragging your ass to bed and forcing you to recover, but there was no time for that, assessments were due, tests were coming up, your mother's health was going through a rough patch and your father was being forced to work more, you had no time to care about yourself more than you already were.

Nothing was going how you wanted it to go and there was nothing you could do, it was as if someone had been flipping a coin to decide your fate and the outcome kept being negative, truly if you could fight someone so that all of this was easier you would jump at the chance, punch the fucker right in the face and make them apologies, but that was wishful thinking and a small dose of entertainment for you after reading the same texts over and over again.

You were living day to day, just waiting for your workload to lessen, and you didn’t even have time to think how you could have potentially made this outcome even slightly better, still once this was over you could collapse into your bed and sleep for longer than a few hours, you could eat a decent meal and not have to live off of energy drinks and caffeine, but that was the future, right now you had to finish two assessments, study for the test you had the next day, get more medicine for your mum, make dinner for her, the list went on and on, it was just a matter of timing it out and taking it a step at a time.

You would finish off the assessment you were currently working on, go out and get your mum's medicine, as well as ingredients to make a good, healthy dinner for her, then get back home, go over that assessment, send it off, cook your mum dinner, give her it and the medicine, finish off the other assessment eat something then study until two then sleep for about four hours, then start working on the next day's tasks.

Everything would work out fine if you just managed to do what you needed to do, put one foot in front of the other, type as if the keys were on fire and you could just touch them long enough for the letter to be registered on your laptop, multitask when need be. 

Everything would be fine.

Your schedule was just put on repeat, assessments, studying, looking after your mother, sleep, repeat, you were becoming an academic robot, your only focuses being the important things, nothing fun, nothing mentally healthy, nothing physically healthy, which was probably why you started coming down with a cold, burning the candle at both ends would do that to you after all, something Maia had always hypocritically warned you of.

So you worked, answering questions as best you could, giving meaning to things that didn’t need meaning most of the time, analysing book after book, texts, statements, quotes, reading word after word until it became nonsense and reading it more just because you needed to. It was just a few more days and then you would have no more exams, tests, or assessments, you would be given a break from your studies, a few weeks off where you can recover, a few weeks off where you can read the stories you had been putting off reading for your degree, a few weeks off where you can see your friends, catch up with them, see how they were doing, just enjoy yourselves and do some dumb things, a few weeks off where you can waste money on things you enjoyed, like good food, your friends, seeing movies you had been waiting to see, getting more books, going to the Sanguis bookstore and seeing the sweet owner.

But those were things you could wait to do, things you could do when you had more energy, more time. There were other things to do, you had a time limit after all.

And so it would go.

Wake up, check on your mum.

Make coffee check on the assessment work you had done the day before.

Edit the work you had done the day before.

Add new stuff to the assessment.

Have more caffeine.

Study for any test or exams you had.

Make dinner for your mum.

Have an energy drink.

Give your mum her medicine and dinner.

Finish up any assessments you had to hand in that day.

Eat something.

Have another energy drink.

Check what you need to do the next day.

Start on the next day's work.

Sleep.

Wake up, check on your mum.

Make coffee check on the assessment work you had done the day before.

Edit the work you had done the day before.

Add new stuff to the assessment.

Have more caffeine.

Study for any test or exams you had.

Make dinner for your mum.

Have an energy drink.

Give your mum her medicine and dinner.

Finish up any assessments you had to hand in that day.

Eat something.

Have another energy drink.

Check what you need to do the next day.

Start on the next day's work.

Sleep.

Wake up, check on your mum.

Make coffee check on the assessment work you had done the day before.

Edit the work you had done the day before.

Add new stuff to the assessment.

Have more caffeine.

Study for any test or exams you had.

Make dinner for your mum.

Have an energy drink.

Give your mum her medicine and dinner.

Finish up any assessments you had to hand in that day.

Eat something.

Have another energy drink.

Check what you need to do the next day.

Start on the next day's work.

Sleep.

It seemed to never end, even when you accidentally burnt yourself making coffee one day it still continued, when you nicked one of your fingers cutting up some vegetables for your mum's dinner it still continued. When your dad finally had a chance to talk to you, see how you were doing, and if there was anything that needed to be fixed at home, it still continued.

Wake up, check on your mum.

Make coffee check on the assessment work you had done the day before.

Edit the work you had done the day before.

Add new stuff to the assessment.

Have more caffeine.

Study for any test or exams you had.

Have more caffeine.

Make dinner for your mum.

Have an energy drink.

Give your mum her medicine and dinner.

Finish up any assessments you had to hand in that day.

Eat something.

Have another energy drink.

Check what you need to do the next day.

Start on the next day's work.

Sleep.

Wake up, check on your mum.

Make coffee check on the assessment work you had done the day before.

Edit the work you had done the day before.

Add new stuff to the assessment.

Have more caffeine.

Study for any test or exams you had.

Have more caffeine.

Make dinner for your mum.

Have an energy drink.

Give your mum her medicine and dinner.

Finish up any assessments you had to hand in that day.

Have another energy drink.

Eat something.

Have another energy drink.

Check what you need to do the next day.

Start on the next day's work.

Sleep.

Wake up, check on your mum.

Make coffee check on the assessment work you had done the day before.

Edit the work you had done the day before.

Add new stuff to the assessment.

Have more caffeine.

Study for any test or exams you had.

Have more caffeine.

Make dinner for your mum.

Have an energy drink.

Give your mum her medicine and dinner.

Finish up any assessments you had to hand in that day.

Have another energy drink.

Eat something.

Have another energy drink.

Check what you need to do the next day.

Start on the next day's work.

Have something caffeinated.

Study for tests and exams.

Sleep.

Repeating and repeating until you felt as if you’d collapse. Repeating and repeating until nothing was left. Repeating and repeating until the four to five hours of sleep became four to three hours, three to two hours, two to one hour, an hour to power naps through the day. You lost track of time, it was just work work work, assessments, tests, exams, caffeine, look after your mum, caffeine.

Repeating

Repeating

Repeating…

[azurlily]

My OCs!! Hope yall like them! If you have questions please ask!! There will be more coming in a 2nd post for the rest later!! You can request stuff for these bitches now. They're all kinda yanderes....

Scroll down to see all the characters.

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Aeris Liora

She/Her Lesbian Trans fem

She's the dark princess. She hides, normally, people don't see her out in the open. Many think it was because of her "change", (this is supposed to sound transphobic because that's in the eyes of the public) thinking that her parents are embarrassed of her.

How wrong they are. In fact both parents love their daughter, they've always wanted one. And because of that, they are more than willing to give her anything she desires. So when she begs for helps with her sex change, they are at her beck and call... When she sees a cute maid she likes, they're there.

You, a lowly servant, see her in her private gardens. At first, she's angry, afraid, scared. She starts following you, keeping tabs on you. She want to know everything about you.

When she decides to make you her royal servant. Essentially binding herself to you, she takes great steps to make you love her. Over time she finds herself begging her parents to make you her princess/partner.

Now you're in a hellscape that is her love. It can be salty, sweet, warm and loving, hard and scary. It can be so much and so little. Just remember she loves you.

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Calypso

He/She/They Genderfluid Pansexual Asexual

They're from a world much unlike ours. She first meets you when you(a farm hand) find her asleep in some hay. He's scared when he first wakes up and so he's not all too comfortable being around you at first.

He understands some of your language. Giving him books helps him understand harder and more broken up words. It also helps them trust you more. They're a fast learner, much faster than anyone else you've seen. She helps out on the farm and adores the cows and horses the most.

You've learned he's able to change their hair length and body features. So some days there's titties, other days there's peck, some days it's just smooth skin.

After a month or two of being around you she starts getting "nicer". She finds herself watching you sleep, finds herself more and more interested in you. Until one day they mate you.

By that I mean they mark your arm. Giving you a marking that symbolizes their love for you. They're obsession starts there. They need you around them, and the few people that come by your farm...

They dont make it out.

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Keir Vesper

She/Her Lesbian Cis

She works in the mafia. Working for a very well know gang in the city, she knows many. You two met when she was out getting coffee with her boys. She tried flirting with you, but you ran away, uncomfortable. She didn't understand why and kept trying to flirt with you.

Couple weeks pass and she's there every single day. She buys the sam things and always gives extra tip. When she asks you out(on a day off) you accept. She takes you to a beautiful, lavish restaurant, you loved it and she starts taking you out more and more. You didn't know how deep her ties to the mafia were. Ehen you notice the little things she always has an excuse, always.

She isn't kind, no, she's a bitch. A hot, smug, traumatized, bitch. She adores watching and being around you, while she is scary and would hurt you.(not hard) She also spoils you, keeping you with her at all times. When you learns how deep her ties are, she kidnaps you. It's scary at first, but she's not a bad lover. She's more scared of you hating her then you'd think.

While you cant leave her, she does care and love you. Even if her love is rough and scary...

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Camilla and Cassius Malache

She/Her Bisexual Cis He/Him Bisexual Cis

The two of them are a package deal. Sugar parents, technically. You want one? You got the other. They're at the top of a crime syndicate, a gang, the mafia, what you want to call it. They're billionaires, and they think spending money on you is worth it.

You work for them at one of they're companies. It's just a front for a drug cartel, but about 70% of the people working there don't know that. They've had their eyes on your for a while. Finally they take you as their new assistant, and that's when you starts seeing the truth.

They don't hide it. If they want you, they need you to know and understand their world. They take you out, buy you things, do what you want. They will remind you what they are though. Not only your bosses, but your lovers. They're both gentle and rough, soft and sweet, but scary and dark too. They live to see you smile.

She will buy you lingerie and cute clothes. She adores making you wear things, wether you want to or not. She'll take you for dinner, and have you as dessert.

He takes you out to more interactive places. Wherever you want to go, he'll take you. Although, I'd watch my mouth if I were you. Slip ups are not tolerated.

They could do so much damage to your life. Just remember that before you go and kiss them goodnight.

[bara-izu]

The 'Living in my head rent free' apartment + Close ups Astarion and G'raha have infiltrated the OC room

[circuscarnage]

It's Tuesday night and they're just about to have dinner.

[dreamtydraw]

Corvus and their sense of sarcasm..

[jerseybuck]

chapter 2 was amazing! (im normal)

[lazloemporium]

I was finally able to draw (sort of) that short comic that's been on my mind since the second chapter came out. (it's just a quick scribble but it still shows my feelings for that tall red-haired thief)

The second chapter made me fall in love with this game even more. The atmosphere, the characters, the graphics and music… it would take ages to describe how much I got into this story. Until Keir's third chapter, I'll have to settle for other LIs, fanart, and chatting with the (great, by the way) community on discord,

So thank you @RottenRacoons for this beautiful story, I can't wait for more awesomeness from you.

[I just noticed that I made a typo (Vasper/Vesper) - lesson for the future: don't write descriptions when you're tired]

[seleneprince]

Low-key thinking about writing an au where Nesta ends up in the Court of Nightmares as a "punishment" by either Morrigan or Rhysand himself. They believe the experience would break her enough to make her compliant and finally learn her lesson.

But it doesn't quite turn out the way they expected

The Court of Nightmares breaks Nesta, and then puts her back together. Against all odds, she manages to turn the situation in her favour, by actually healing and experiencing some growth. Living in the Hewn City is an eye opener to her, showing her the dark side of the Night Court the IC are so adamant in ignoring. She makes unlikely friends, who all act indirectly as pillars of Nesta's journey to character development. Each of them represent a particular phase she has to pass

A blind assassin that was thrown there for certain crimes, exiled from his home until he repents. A male with a dark, tormented past that he carries with a playful attitude and wicked smile. He becomes Nesta's first friend in Hewn City, saving her from a fate worse than death shortly after her arrival.

A mysterious Illyrian lady with a moon tattoed on her forehead and the rest of her body covered in more tattoos usually wore only by Illyrian warriors. She owns and leads an illegal bussiness to sell all kind of dark magical services. Most of her employers are Illyrian females that ran to the Court of Nightmares to avoid the clipping tradition. She's also a witch, and very interested in Nesta's future.

An excentric half-Fae female who's best friends with the assassin and works as an spy. Her appareance is different than the average courtier, which hints that she's not really from the Night Court. She seems crazy and entirely unpredictable, usually at the centre of any chaotic situation that occurs, but she's much more than what she lets on. Her true origins are an essential twist for the plot

What was meant to be Nesta's punishment ends up with her accidentally setting in motion a revolution against the Night Court government.

[eeldritchblast]

Thinking about the contrast between my fave Tav (Cassius) and my new Durge (Keir)...

Cassius was born to be good and chose evil. Keir was born to be evil and chose good.

[squidlykitten]

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[isahgrace]

Lying is the most exquisite form of love

You were perfect, something I had only dreamed of, wished for and desired more than anything in this plane world. The day you first stepped into my store I thought I was still asleep, dreaming of the perfect world I once had, but even with the proof that this was real I still couldn’t believe it, maybe I was just miss seeing the aspects of you, maybe your hair wasn’t actually (h/c), maybe your eyes weren’t actually (e/c), maybe you didn’t have this, maybe you didn’t have that, but the more I watched you the more I noticed.

Your hair was (h/c), the exact colour as back then, sure it was styled slightly differently and looked after better but it had been years, and your eyes were (e/c), the perfect colour, suiting you better than any colour and exactly the same as the ones I used to stare into, even if they were now decorated by dark eyebags now, every little detail was exactly the same, it was you, it had to be you.

Even so, there was no way I could go up to you and just devote myself to you again, shout my love for all the town to hear, let everyone know you were mine again and no one would be able to take you away from me again, not others, not illnesses, not injures, nothing would dare get in our way, but that would scare you away, I know it would, you may be the same but you had no memory of me anymore, no knowledge of what we had.

What if you weren’t the same, your name could be different, your voice could sound different, you could love different things, things you used to hate and hate what you used to love, you could want more than this little town, want nothing to do with what you once desired, you could look the exact same, look like the person I fell in love with all that time ago, but be nothing like them. You could be a wolf in sheep's clothing, a hypocritical thing for me to call you, but still something that could be utterly true.

But then I heard you speak, talking on your phone to someone you knew, your voice was the same, the way you spoke was the same, the emotions your voice surged in me were the same, and when you laughed I felt ready to die for you, as nothing else in this world mattered when you were the stars in the sky for me, you were the moon and the sun. As you approached me with your load of books I felt the world close in around us, your voice speaking just to me, your eyes only seeing me, I wanted to capture you, keep you with me, place you in a safe place and connect you to me so you could never leave again.

But I froze, I did my job, barely speaking to you, even still I let my bias towards you seep in, reducing the amount you had to pay for all those books in the hopes you would come back because of my choice, you were confused and surprised but I could see the happiness shining in your eyes from my actions. I needed you to come back, I needed to see if you were the same, I needed to know you.

I was so ecstatic when you came back, visiting me and my store over and over again, allowing me to get to know the you in this time, you were perfect, exactly the way I remembered, with a little more modern hobbies, more modern thoughts, but still, the amazing and lovely person I fell for all those years ago.

I learnt about the new things about you, how the mother you had now was sick, how the father you had now worked at the local hospital, how before your mother fell ill she was a primary school teacher, the job she had dreamed of doing since she was in high school, how your father became a doctor to support his parents when he was younger but now that they were doing better he still offered to help them if they ever needed it. You told me of your two friends in this life, Maia and Amara, although I thought they could be better for you, they still treated you better than any other friend you had in this life, but once you fall for me those two and their problems won’t be concerns for you, I won’t let them bother you once your mine.

I learnt why you came to my store so much, how you were studying at home because of your mothers' illness, using your free time to either study or look after her, how because of the degree you had chosen you needed lots of books, nearly every course you studied needed at least two different books. Still, you loved it, even if those who had the degree you were going for didn’t really use it, but it was the best for the dream you had, your dream that seemed to be the exact same or at least super similar to your dream back then. You desired to be surrounded by books, and knowledge, may that lead to your writing stories yourself, collecting books to teach others of their words, or even just doing what I'm doing, you knew that the English degree you were studying may not be enough for what you wanted to do in your life but it was the degree you thought would give you the most joy to study.

But it allowed me to see you every week, sometimes multiple times a week, I took those moments we would spend together and cherished them until I could relive them again, but it was never enough, I wanted you closer to me, I wanted you back where you were meant to be, but there were complications to that. We were strangers to each other, well maybe more than strangers, but nowhere close to being friends or what I desired the most, romantic partners, but every time I would try to get closer to you, something would come up. It started off as inopportune phone calls, friends of yours distracting you when I was trying to flirt or keep your attention on me, other customers butting in with their dumb questions and thoughts, whatever happened would cause you to resort back to just being a customer of mine, back to the start of our relationship, I was running out of ideas to keep your attention, well ideas that didn’t involve tricking you.

But that friend of yours, Amara just had to test me, she had come with you that day, something about you two catching up, she had followed you around the whole store spouting nonsense as if it meant something, but that wasn’t what pushed the scales, no. She had brought up some other person, a person she began to describe to you, their appearance, their personality, how they would be a really good person to go on a date with, I had frozen at that, intently listening to what that friend of yours would say next, the garbage they would spew from their mouth. I had known it would be something I would agree with and when it finally fell from their mouth I was outraged, the very idea that you would, no could date anyone else but me was outrageous.

A bang had rung out through the store after what your friend had said, I guess my rage had gotten the best of me, for the books I had been carrying to place back where they belong were now on the ground and my hands were clenched at my sides, turning white from how tight I had them, Amara and you had looked over to which I lied about tripping over something, but it had distracted you both enough to start a different conversation.

If your friends were trying to set you up with other people then I guess I had no other choice left, if I wanted you close to me, where you belong then I would have to play dirty, it was only fair after all.

“I would find you in any lifetime”

[diagoose]

Sylanth Yi'kiir 🌟🌌

Godddd she's so pretty, our dm bestowed this lovely drow aasimar lady upon us, and lovely surprise she is the sister of my lovely drow lady Saerdis. Sylanth belongs to @mockiery

I love her, I love her design, beautiful galaxy lady, very fun to draw, everyone should also go and draw a galaxy lady for mental health rn.

commissions are open! check out this post for more info.

[charon-cries]

this is my character keir, he's the evil king of shadow, and he runs the cult i'm in

[bara-izu]

Girlie day