#oc country humans

[hellosweetart]

My new wallpaper

This represents the indie horror games I love so far. (Piglet's Big game is not indie but it's still good ❤️)

Below are the references 👇

Ron - Bad Parenting

Piglet - Piglet's Big Game

Curly - Mouthwashing

The Dealer - Buckshot Roulette

The Smiling Man - No, I'm Not A Human

Rat - Rat Shaker

The Entity, Teutates and Yog - That's Not My Neighbor (nightmare mode)

[palossssssand]

I hit 'em with the human beam

[phantomeros]

Lion animal vs lion-transmuted human anatomical differences

[universal-casey]

Drew a bunch of my one-eyed OCs (including Soviet and Sovime lmao)

[rainbowsandwhumperflies]

The Winged Servant - 11

content warnings: vague medical care, narrator who does not realize he was a victim of violence, unreliable narrator who believes in the divine right of a monarchy, fantasy discrimination against angels, I swear this is actually much less political than these warnings make it seem

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The thing about angel wings was that humans didn't know much about them. Prince Ryan had done some research, early on, just in case, he'd said. From the look on this doctor's face, though, I didn't think she had done the same.

The other thing about angel wings was that I didn't know much about them either.

I wasn't an angel angel, of course. Not like the ones from the bible with eyes all over themselves, begging people not to be afraid of them. I was the type of angel that hadn’t been too different from humans, way back in the early days. Back when people paid egregious amounts of money for the ability to fly. Humans and angels were only separated by a surgery worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, still all called humans, until the scientists had learned to change the genetic code of children before they were born.

Wings got a lot less valuable once kids could be born with them. It didn’t help once people couldn’t control if a kid was born with them or not.

“Angels” was a nickname first, and it spread, although I never was sure if it was just the wings or if it was the idea that angels would come to the earth while the world was ending. It didn’t matter. Everyone thought that the world was ending, and maybe it had. But people still ate and slept and laughed and cried, and the world went on.

And once the angels started to show differences from humans, humans stopped caring to know about them.

I knew very little about my wings besides the fact that they weren’t the wings of a bird. Prince Ryan, while in one of his better moods, had explained some of it to me once. Bats were mammals, like humans—easier to attach, easier to maintain. Of course, the prince was human, and I was not, and I would never be able to have his level of understanding with matters like these.

There were humans in this castle, though, that also didn’t seem to have his level of understanding.

The doctor that Dubhe had brought me to had taken one look at me, smiled politely, and left me alone to talk to Dubhe outside the door. “Just stay put for a minute, sugar,” she’d said, voice strained, a southern accent bleeding through her words as she left me to avoid eye contact with the guard who’d had to help me walk down the hall.

Her voice was less strained when she’d returned, but she still didn’t seem pleased that I was there. I shrunk back onto the cot I’d been left on.

“Onyx, Ma’am.”

“Alright, Onyx, that’s good. Do you mind telling me what happened to your arm?”

“It got hit by a sword, I think, Ma’am.” My memories of the night before were hazy, but it was a sword, right? My arm had been… it’d gotten hurt when we were in a hallway, in an endeavor to get us out of that hallway. And Prince Cardan had pushed me in the way. Maybe.

“Mkay. Looks like you got lucky and it just nicked you, hun. Won’t even need stitches. I’ve just gotta disinfect it and bandage it. Would that be alright?”

I nodded jerkily, not expecting the question. Prince Ryan had told me what he was doing to me, sometimes, but not like this. Dr. Charlotte had been smiling the whole time, soft and kind. Prince Cardan smiled at me sometimes, but it was always due to amusement on his part. Of course, that was his right, because I was a servant, but Dr. Charlotte had been smiling as if it were for my benefit. She’d asked before touching my arm. That wasn’t… how people were supposed to act about angels and servants.

“I’m afraid I can’t do much about your wing, sweetheart,” she said once my arm was bandaged, and I nodded. I’d expected that much. “I haven’t ever worked with angel wings before, and I wouldn’t want to make anything worse because of my lack of experience. But I can find someone who knows more about it, alright?”

I nodded. Dr. Charlotte seemed like the type to tolerate questions, probably. “May I ask a question, ma’am?”

“Sure, hun.”

“Why do you want to fix my wing?”

She blinked, and then laughed lightly. “Well, I’m not quite sure what you mean. I mean, I think everyone should get medical assistance that caters to them. You don’t mean to give up on that wing just because I wouldn’t know where to start with it, right? We’ll find someone else. Do you not want it fixed?”

I frowned. “Good servants don’t have wants, ma’am, other than serving the royal family. Her Majesty has always had my best interests in mind, including when my wing was broken to prevent me from flying. And I don’t have a preference, of course, but I don’t know if she wants it fixed.”

“Her Majes- Are you talking about Lucia?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Dr. Charlotte’s willingness to refer to the queen with her first name was dangerous, to say the least, and I tried not to let my heart rate spike.

“Okay, well, I’m not sure if she mentioned this to you, but she hasn’t ruled a country for the better part of the last decade. Last night was a pitiful attempt to get the country back under her control. Bless her heart, she might have actually believed it would work.”

I stared at Dr. Charlotte. I wasn’t supposed to contradict the things said by people who ranked higher than me, which included everyone, but holy shit. Holy shit. Talking about the queen that way was treason of some kind, without a doubt, and also flat out wrong. Sixteen generations—the monarchy had been theirs for sixteen generations. “Are you sure you aren’t misinformed, Ma’am?” I settled on eventually.

“Quite sure. Have you ever actually seen Lucia with any of her subjects?”

No, but I wasn’t a traitor and I knew that I was supposed to take the royal family’s word on things. I was a good servant and I would act accordingly. Except-

Except I had just left a room of the entire royal family, tied up together. Except we had murdered three guards to get into this castle, and we’d lived in a house with three bedrooms. Except that the royal family had a total of two servants working for them, and neither of us had been allowed to leave the house.

“Her Majesty’s family has been ruling the country for sixteen generations,” I said weakly.

“Yeah, well, no one wanted Lucia to rule because she’s a dick and hates everyone. So we did something about it. I can’t get you to start hating her—that’s up to you—but you should probably know the facts, and the facts are that she’s not a queen and she never will be again.”

And that was- not my decision to make. Nothing was ever my decision to make. Of course political affairs like this wouldn’t make sense to me; I was an angel and a servant, and my only job was to do what I was told.

That was what Prince Ryan had said, even. Do what they tell you. Don’t get hurt. Even if this Dr. Charlotte was wrong about things, I was supposed to do what I was told.

“Hey,” Dr. Charlotte said softly, and I glanced back up at her. “I’m sorry for overwhelming you, dear. Now that your arm’s all fixed up, Dubhe's got some questions for you, if that’s okay.”

Do what they tell you. Don’t get hurt.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

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[lordvonbunnyv]

"you know" said the station master to sir Topham one evening, "during my entire time working at the station, I never once learned the name of that guy. you know the one, the guy that always hangs out by the engine shed.

"Oh I know them, they just kind of come and go as they please. I tried to talk to him, but he just always finds a way to dodge my questions." Sir Topham gazed out the window to where the man was standing, "Strange."

"What is it sir?"

"I think I remember a picture that was taken way back with my grandfather. they were in it. I think I also saw another picture from the Skarloey railway that had them in the background." the fat controller scratched his chin.

"are you saying that we have a time traveler on our hands?"

"I never said that he was." the fat controller watched the person twirling his whistle, he stopped and looked up at the fat controller and gave a small little smile.

"I wouldn't be too concerned about them." the fat controller concluded, "the engines seem to really like him."

(Sorry for the rushed drawing. my dad decided to gift me a head cold for christmas)

[lunathejediknight]

@te0ni.... may or may not be giving you the biggest grin right now >:)

Yeah so umm I may have drawn all 20 of your oc's (that I know of) as a big gift for you so I hope you enjoy this I had a very fun/semi difficult time trying to cram all of them in 1 drawing :>

[fresthered]

wow... two in one! that's crazy

[jammystarscout]

heartbreaking: worlds most popular parappa self insert oc confirmed white as fuck

[soulofnations]

[finligz]

✨ REDRAWING PICTURES ✨

but it’s countries

I love geography jokes

[transingthoseformers]

Shit I'm going to have to better explain my plan for United We Fall before I go on the Remeron because idk what that's going to do to my motivation😭

[gracheeez]

First Design VS. Final Design: Romania and Bulgaria

It's nice seeing the change and the improove tbh, at first my designs were impulsive and lacked research... hehe.

Ecaterina Popescu (Ms. Romania) has changed QUITE A LOT, her first deisgn was too messy and weird, though she still has the same cocky personality!

While Krasimir Dimitrov (Mr. Bulgaria) hasn't changed much, I just changed the gender (scrapped the character and made Bulgaria male) Because the colour palette is almost identical, the personality shifted quite a little from cold to more emotionally expresive!

[onzehe]

[jonsieedgygirl]

MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS!!!! 🎄🎁🎅

Sorry because this post was little bit late but happy holidays

[sparrowz]

This is my humanization of England in one AU across the kingdoms. Maybe I'll draw more of it in the future