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[arrthurpendragon]

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[kierofoxen]

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[rainbowstarheart]

Here it is Undertale fans! A full on info about my boi! :D

Description:

CeeGee is a Sans Variant from the Undertale Fandom,who is an OC/Son of Rainbow StarHeart herself! He is The Gatekeeper of his mom's team of Cosmic Guardians!

Appearance's:

CeeGee Sans is a 6'3 feet skeleton with Heterochromia eyes (red and blue)

He wears a long sleeve black shirt with a yellow belt, a sleeveless short jacket that's red and blue, long baggy black pants that has paint stains and black 'n white shoes

His accessories is that he wears bandages on both if his arms (his red fingers are part of his body,same as his feet that is stained in red) he wears a scarf that had his two close friends: Chara and Frisk and he wears goggles that has the same features and functions like his mother's goggles

Personality:

Just like his mother (Rainbow StarHeart), CeeGee Sans is a happygolucky and creative optimistic young man with a heart of pure gold mixed with mischievous cleverness, he is as sweet as a gentleman towards the elders and very childish to those who are younger than him!

Origin Story:

CeeGee Sans was created out of paper from one of Rainbow's 28 Original Artwork

He was hidden away from The Undertale Fandom for a few years due to Rainbow's overprotective nature,but at the time of his 18th birthday,he was free to roam.

Combats/Abilities:

Omni Teleportation

Omni Telekinesis

Omni psychic manipulation

Omnificence

Trivia/Fun Facts:

CeeGee's birthday is on the February 18th

CeeGee name is heavily based on Cosmic Guardians for short of C,G

CeeGee is around 18-20 years old

CeeGee came out as Aromantic Asexual when he was 16

CeeGee has a sweet tooth,but he mostly loves macarons

The scarf that are on CeeGee are Chara and Frisk,their design is inspired by one of Japan's Myths that is Rokurokubi, also known as nukekubi, are mythical creatures from Japanese folklore characterized by their long necks. The term “rokurokobi” translates to “wheel-necked,” referencing their ability to twist and stretch their necks like a snake,this is where I got their design from, however Chara and Frisk's heads and body is the scarf (they're both friendly and won't attack unless CeeGee got hurt first)

CeeGee is obsessed with any types of music and his top favorite is Hatsune Miku's

CeeGee is autistic

CeeGee plays the guitar (mostly learned it from his mother)

CeeGee is a momma's boy

When under the development of both CeeGee and the working conditions of The Cosmic Guardians around 2019, I've decided his best job would be The Gatekeeper of C,G HQ

CeeGee is born out of one of the 28 Original Artwork of Rainbow's 28 Fandom OC's (he is The 18th OC)

His weapon was given by his mother,a black hole scythe and a black hole shield

More will be added soon!

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[vexic929]

hey OC creator friends would any of y'all be interested in a collaborative project? the most recent idea that's taken hold of me is a Sky High type superhero school (college? idk the age it's like parts Sky High parts Winx Club parts probably other things but you get the vibe lol) and I think it'd be fun to have like other people create students or faculty or villains or literally whatever for it, but only if y'all want to obvi no pressure lol

[anumbshiba]

Talk about our OCs

Anyone want to talk about our OCs? I havent had someone to do that in a reaallyyyyyyy long time and I really want to, it would be nice if we could do that, maybe even become friends through writing who knows

[alinacapellabooks]

How do you create an OC? Well, the process is very simple. First I choose some basic details, like their gender, age, DnD alignment, and whether or not they would enjoy 2014 tumblr fandom discourse, then I Google names until I settle on ones I like (This process can take hours, sometimes days, depending on what meaning I want the names to have, and how I want them to sound together), then I mix that all up with a dash of personality, a smidge of quirks, and just a teeny tiny pinch of things I personally think are cool, and POOF! OC created!

[ladyniniane]

My FE3H OCs: 3/?

❧ Vigdis Auber - Warrior and artist

Age: 23 (during AM’s events)

Height: 174cm

"The monument of a memory/ You tear it down in your head/Don't make the mountain your enemy /Get out, get up there instead/You saw the stars out in front of you/Too tempting not to touch /But even though it shocked you/Something's electric in your blood"

“Various storms and saints” - Florence and the machine

There was once a time when Vigdis traveled across Fodlan with her found family. Part of a troupe of artists, she reenacted the greatest battles and brought past heroines back to life with her sword dances. She never knew her parents, but she never lacked love and support. Then the war came. The troupe was shattered. Vigdis followed her adoptive father to the front. He was killed on the way and she tried to dissociate from this traumatic event. Her past self was dead.  Determined to protect Faerghus, she met Gladys and joined her retinue. Vigdis already knew how to fight, but the time for mock-battles was over. She thus traded the stage for the battlefield. She had found her new vocation: she would be a soldier, a swordswoman. Protecting those she held dear made her feel useful.  In spite of her aloof demeanor, Vigdis has a caring nature. She expresses herself better with gestures than with words, finding them imprecise and slippery. She's often stern and cold, showing no mercy to those who cross her. She struggles with small talk, but gradually opens up to those she holds dear. Only a few people can see her get playful and teasing. Tall, with striking blue eyes and golden hair, she is always dressed like a soldier. But this ice queen is deeply vulnerable. She bottled all her traumas and negative emotions, thinking she could handle them and keep them at bay. While she is the first to offer a hand to people in need, she has trouble asking for help, not wanting to be a burden.  Vigdis is also a sensitive person with an artistic mind. She no longer dances often, but excels at embroidery. She creates beautiful patterns with celestial bodies and supernatural flowers. She’s also terribly afraid of ghosts. She’s the most religious among her friends, finding solace in prayer.  When the time comes, she follows her friends Gladys and Maeve as they go to Dimitri’s help. She then meets Felix at Garreg Mach. The latter challenges her to a swordfight which ends in a draw. As a result, she and Felix would later become training partners, friends and later more. United by the pain of having lost their fathers, they find together a way to mourn and move forward. Vigdis’ will push through her limits, fight the ghosts of her past and find her place. 

You can read her story here! 

[cerine0357]

*kicks the door*

So..I love the idea of a insecure!gn! S/O actually say that they are beautiful!

You can choose any oc! I do not mind! Feel free to delete this!

OC: Shimizu family, the MorningStar court, Elentia Acurion:-

. Oshinyu & Soweong Shimizu, Diavolo & Raemous, Drazoron & Rikurou X Reader

❃ Summary: You had been insecure and when you finally realized you were beautiful, you were alone in your room...or were you?

❃ Fluff, tinge of angst? || Established Relationship || Warnings: || Normal versions of OC

❃ Author's note: Thank you Achy for requesting again!! I love this idea!! I hope I was able to give it justice!! I'm dumb and don't know how to write scenarios...Kill me....

....The borned beauty

As you rubbed the lotion on yourself, you stared at your face in the mirror in front of you..You always found yourself to not be the most attractive around..and it wasn't your fault...most people though that..but why?? Why did you care about what they though if you liked the way you looked and the things that pique your interests?

You didn't have to care what they thought....you didn't have to stay in those things...these thoughts have been roaming your head for while now..but why? Because thy were true? I mean...you couldn't deny it..in your eyes...you did look slightly gorgeous...Maybe it was the way you had been doing good these days, maybe the way your hair looked, maybe the way you though you looked good...

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You mumbled...you may have thought you were alone...but no...

Oshinyu Shimizu

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You mumbled...you may have thought you were alone...but no...

"..Yeah...You look gorgeous dear..." her voice said.

You didn't notice Oshinyu walking out of the bathroom form her shower, rubbing her wet hair...she smiled sweetly as she nodded her head agreeing to what you said, you were thought surprised by her appearance giggled a bit. Of-course she would agree....she always thought you were gorgeous...

You walked up and hugged her tightly, hugging her waist...feeling better than ever..as you felt equal to her. She was such a gorgeous girl, one of the daughters of the Shimizu family. She had many suitors and you won her above ALL OF THEM! She felt extremely proud of your for doing that..You were definitely equal and perfect to her...

And you will learn that..though slowly..but surely..

Soweong Shimizu

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You mumbled as you smiled beautifully..you smiled seemed prettier today..

You turned on her heel, finally done and you shut the door with her foot as you started to walk but again pulled back into a tight embrace.

"....Yeah...My love is beautiful...more prettier than anyone else.." His silky voice spoke in your ear as he kissed the shell of your ear, hugging you tightly to his larger frame..

"You mean Coco??" you ask grinning at the kitten slipping on his hoodie's shoulder pocket, that he personally stitched on for the brown kitten, who was napping peacefully in it..

Soweong playfully rolled his eyes and grinned, before pulling you in a kiss and kissing your lips and cheek, "..Nope...I mean you..You're right...you're beautiful...And I hope you see that soon...it will take time and I'm here for that..."

Diavolo

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You muttered as you sat in the vanity chair, you looked away from your reflection and pulled out the drawer to look for a certain necklace you always wore, it would be the perfect last finishing touch!

When your eyes were suddenly closed by a rather large yet soft pair of hands, "Herverlia??" you called out, touching the person's rather large hands, but you were proven wrong as this person's fingers did not have rings...

"..You're always wrong about this..but I'm happy you finally agree with me, you're gorgeous...Keep that in your mind..It may take time, but keep it in your mind Love.." You heard Diavolo's raspy and deep voice say as he removed his hands from your eyes, to give you the view of the vanity mirror where he was standing behind you..

his hair cut slightly shorter now as she grinned at you, his black sclera eyes focused on your face...as his hands clasped the necklace you were looking for...finally you were ready..

He leaned down and kissed you.. before offering a hand to you, looking at you through the mirror, "..Shall we, my dear? Lucifer will whine like a child if we're late~" he says offering a hand with a charming smile on his lips...You smiled and turned around to actually look at him, as you placed your hand in his..

"Yeah..."

Raemous

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You mumbled when you were suddenly pulled by an invisible rope and flipped upside down..luckily, you wore a hoodie and sweatpants..and you held the hoodie with your hands to stay down..or rather up in this situation??

"..Yeah, you're really hot bright-eyes~" Raemous grinned with his tongue between his lips...you sighed at his stupid nickname which seemed to make you smile for no reason..

Raemous only grinned and slightly bounced while you were upside down before giggling like a little child and kissing all over your face.. "Awwwhhh, my cute muffin, you're literally the creature of my dreams!!!" He said clinging to upside down face as he kissed it,

"..We should do the spiderman kiss from the royal palace's highest tower!! We'll literally be most people's bi panic couple!"

He said as he continued to ramble about whatever he thought..and it was getting slightly annoying, so you did the best thing to shut him up, you pulled him into a kiss and soon pulled away to finally enjoy some peace.

"..Woah brighteyes! The moment you discover you're gorgeous and amazing and hot, you become more dom...devil..Wow...sheesh...step on me!"

Oh dear...it will be another big day with handling a Raemous...

Rikurou Takahashi

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You muttered as you sat on the bed.. you smiled to yourself, and turned around hoping to find a empty only to find Rikurou...he seemed a bit out o it, maybe work was hard?

You smiled and crawled over to him and kissed his lips, and stroked his cheek with your knuckles, about to ask him about his day but he beat you by speaking first, "..You're right..." your hands stopped stroking his face and stayed around his face,

"...Huh?"

"..You're right about being beautiful..."

"..Oh..you heard me??"

"..Yeah..don't be bad...you're right...you're ethereal...and an angel in my eyes...I don't want you to ever feel any other way.." he mumbled as he snuggled his face against your hands, kissing them often as he looked up at you with love-filled eyes like you were a deity...

Wow..he knew how to make you feel better than you already...

Drazoron Huernew

"...Wow...I...I look..I look beautiful..." You mumbled out as you heard Drazoron hum in agreement, you turn around surprised he'd agree...not like he wouldn't, he loved you, he wasn't an asshole...not to you at-least, but it still surprised you that you moved form the friend-zone area into his heart like a little worm in a apple.....

"..Wow..you agree,?! That's surprising~" this made him smile as he looked up at you from his cup of blue-jade tea...he grinned as he nodded,

"..Yeah, you look beautiful, as always..you always look beautiful than those losers, we call our classmates-", "DRAZORON!"

he grinned as he took another sip of the tea, making you sigh cause of-course Drazoron would say something like that///he loved his classmates, but he won't ever admit that...maybe you can be selfish and agree with him this one time, cause hey! Who wouldn't want to be loved by Drazoron???

© All three characters belong to me, Lxdymoon, Aurelia, Moon, Cerine. Reblogging is appreciated, but plagiarizing or copying my works is forbidden, thank you for ready and if you like this check out my blog!

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[rainyynightz]

Hi everyone, it's been a while<3

Sorry for being inactive for so long,

I've been going through a rough time, ik I have remention this, yet it's been like that for a long time.

And academic pressure kills me ;-;

Life has gotten so hard.

...

Anyway

I have missed drawing and creating sm, I truly wish I had the time

I'm thinking of making a small animation meme, like "is it cold outside" during this winter

Tbh I haven't draw anything for so long, literally months.. I'm literally scared to do, I don't even know why

I just hope I haven't lost my skills. I have missed it sm.

Anyway.. I would also like to ask you all for a favour.. it might sounds weird but, could you all please help me to build our own "rainyy nightz" community..? Like, share, tell others, ect about my work, collaborate/art trade with me, anything, it would be an honour.

I have tried so hard for this, I don't want to let this just rot on the medias. I can't, this is literally a safe place.

Anyway, hope you all are doing well, I truly hope to be able to be more active soon.

& thanks to everyone for their support/help. I truly appreciate it<3

Have a lovely day/night, fireflies.

[toxylebrez]

Smiling Critter Oc :3

[lastnightinlasvegas]

the picrew is ready!! a picrew that includes a lot of options including a range of skin tones and hairstyles for POC

if you use please tag me!! i’d love to see and hear ideas for how the maker can be improved!! i’d especially like some more clothes and hairstyle suggestions!

[sonicspeeddemon]

Me creating another female oc based on whatever archetype I find a attractive that day

[kierofoxen]

Hostage negotiations... x

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[rainbowstarheart]

Here's my boi!!!

Meet CeeGee Sans!

More info will be revealed soon,but here are the basics

He used to be Classic Sans

The scarf that got two heads are Chara and Frisk!

His occupation is a Cosmic Guardian! (The Gatekeeper)

He is the son of Rainbow StarHeart Officially

He's aromatic and asexual

His weapon is both Chara and Frisk that they both suck soul energies and he's been given by a scythe thanks to his mom

And a shield

More info will be revealed soon!

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[dianeandlyka]

One

Word count : 1,699 Summary : The start of a beautiful partnership

Diane had no idea how or why it happened, but the poor thing was suddenly sucked into a swirling vortex and unceremoniously expelled on the other side. The sensation was suffocating and constrictive, making it hard to breathe, but soon she found herself in a new place. She clutched her trembling head in her hands, feeling the weight of her predicament. This was exactly why she was never allowed to join her siblings on missions; these kinds of chaotic, dangerous situations seemed to find her alone. She was stranded by herself. {Where were they? Where was Tyra? Where was Xavier? No, no,} her thoughts spun frantically.

She forced herself to her feet, feeling the energy around her body falter; this universe was unfamiliar to her, and her instincts screamed that she was out of place. She stood in a park, the encroaching darkness signaling that nightfall was near, which only heightened her anxiety. Her magic was running dangerously low, as if it had been siphoned away from her very essence. She needed to find shelter quickly.

At just twelve years old, Diane was far from ordinary. Despite the urge to panic, she remembered Tyra's advice: never panic, no matter the circumstances. She had dark brown skin and long, curly black hair tied up in a tight ponytail. Her attire was a pair of cute pink shortalls, which did little to hide her small and fragile frame. A cut on her arm stung, but she was managing as best she could. Finding somewhere safe was her immediate priority.

In the depths of the forest, a wolf prowled with keen senses attuned to the scents of the wild. His nose twitched with every whiff of the breeze as he hunted for something to satisfy the gnawing hunger in his belly. The sharp, metallic scent of blood suddenly penetrated his senses, filling him with a primal thrill. He followed the scent eagerly, his nose guiding him through the trees until he emerged into a clearing.

There, he spotted Diane. Instincts told him to be wary—humans could be dangerous and unpredictable, even if they didn't look it. However, the scent of blood was too compelling to ignore. The wolf remained hidden in the shadows of the woods, his silver eyes locked on the girl as he observed from a distance.

Diane scanned her surroundings, but her senses were too depleted to detect anything following her. Despite a nagging feeling that she wasn't alone, her waning energy couldn't pinpoint any nearby entities. In the distance, she spotted a tree with a large cavity—an option for shelter. It looked spacious enough for her to squeeze inside, and she needed warmth. Venturing into a city was too risky; things could go wrong fast. She pulled out some leaves and discarded the twigs before crawling into the hollow. "I'll stay here for the night... Tyra and the others will come back for me... if they're not shouting their heads off," she muttered to herself, trying to reassure herself despite her racing heart.

The wolf approached slowly, his movements deliberate. Though his mouth remained still, a voice emerged clearly from him. "Only a fool would choose to stay out here." This wolf was far from ordinary; it resembled an alien version of a wolf, with two tails and front limbs much bulkier than usual. He circled the area around Diane's hiding spot, emitting a low growl as he spoke, "It's dangerous out here. Many creatures would relish a meal."

Diane's eyes shot open the moment she heard the voice, her anxiety spiking. She inched deeper into the tree cavity, trying to escape the growing dread. What was that thing? It couldn't have been a wolf—its appearance was too grotesque. She was frozen, unsure of how to respond. The creature's ability to speak was unsettling, though she had magic herself, so it wasn't entirely out of the realm of possibility. "...Are y-you one... o-of those animals?" she stammered, her voice trembling.

"I could be," the creature replied, continuing to circle the tree. "That being said, if I were, I would have attacked you by now." He paused, something like a sigh escaping him. "Why are you here? You seem too young to be wandering around alone. I would ask if you're in danger, but that much is evident."

Diane pressed her lips together, debating whether to stay silent or speak. She didn't want to provoke the creature any further, but she also knew that remaining quiet might not be the best strategy. The tree cavity was likely not the safest refuge, but it was her only option for now. She took a deep breath and chose her words carefully. "I-I'm lost... I got separated from my family. Am I... am I trespassing in these woods?"

The creature, sitting just outside the tree, shook his head. "No. The forest belongs to no one. Life simply continues as it does." Despite his intimidating appearance, his demeanor seemed surprisingly calm, showing no immediate intent to harm her. "Where did you come from? I doubt there is anyone nearby. How did you get separated from your family and end up here?"

Despite the intimidating presence of the creature, Diane couldn't help but look down at her knees, avoiding direct eye contact with the wolf. "I... my sisters and brothers were fighting something, and I got in the way," she explained, though her mind raced with the real memory of being thrown through a vortex. The fight against demons was ongoing, and she had inadvertently been caught in the crossfire. "Something attacked me and I—" She hesitated, not daring to mention the vortex. "I, um, hit my head, I think, and must have strayed off the path because of the dizziness." Diane was never very good at lying, and it showed in her voice.

The creature paused, a look of disbelief crossing his face before he broke into laughter. "You hit your head? And ended up all the way out here, in the middle of nowhere? Either you took quite a knock, or you've got a terrible sense of direction." His amusement turned serious as he continued, "If you're dizzy, you'll be an easy target for the creatures that roam this forest. There are other beings like me here, though not as intelligent. Monsters make their home in these woods."

As the wolf's laughter subsided, Diane felt a flicker of irritation but remained wary. "Monsters, you say?" she asked, trying to keep her composure. "Then I suppose... I should probably get out of here as soon as possible, right?" She hoped that by expressing her intent to leave, the strange wolf might lose interest in her and let her go without further trouble.

"Oh yes, of course. And how do you plan on doing that? I assume you are familiar with these woods? You know where the nearest settlement is, I'm sure? Unless you hit your head and ended up in a different forest." The wolf's tone was clearly mocking, his eyes glinting with amusement as he observed the young girl.

Diane felt her face flush with frustration at his taunting. "I... I think if I retrace my steps and go back the way I came, I can probably... find a settlement, or... maybe some humans will find me." Her voice wavered, betraying her uncertainty. It sounded like a thin excuse, and she was aware that the wolf might be playing with her, exploiting her confusion and fear.

The wolf's expression shifted slightly, though he maintained his circling motion. "I could get you out of here. I just so happen to know the way. All I ask is that you make a deal with me—a simple deal, nothing too bad." He stopped pacing and looked directly at her, his silver eyes reflecting a hint of something unreadable.

"A deal?" Diane echoed, her voice trembling as she remembered her father's warnings about such bargains. But faced with the prospect of escaping the forest and avoiding further danger, she knew she had little choice. "Uhmm... yeah, o-okay. Yeah. Wh-what do you want? I don't h-have much. I could offer money, but I can't give it to you right away or anything."

The wolf tilted his head slightly, dismissing her offer. "I do not want money. What could I possibly do with money?" He gestured toward himself with a flick of his head. "No, the deal is this: You are wounded, and that will attract others. You will be the bait as I lead you out of here. Whatever shows up, I will deal with. I am very hungry, you see."

The arrangement didn't seem too bad considering her situation. Her healing factor was compromised from the landing, but she wasn't worried about infection; her half-breed divine blood had always attracted demons, though this place was different. Diane wondered if the wolf—now revealed as a mere boy—could actually handle whatever came after her.

"Yes, I—I've noticed. Alright, I-I accept this deal..." Diane agreed, her voice steadier than before. She took a deep breath, then cautiously crawled out from the tree's cavity, her back pressed against the bark, her fear palpable.

To her surprise, the hulking wolf was gone. In his place stood a young boy who appeared to be about her age. His black hair was matted and unkempt, and his face wore a curious expression. He was dressed in tattered rags resembling a medical gown, with heavy bandages wrapping his left arm from wrist to shoulder. Despite his ragged appearance, he moved with an otherworldly grace, as if deeply connected to the natural world.

He extended a hand to her. "Lyka," he said simply.

Diane stared at him, taken aback by the sudden transformation. The boy looked as though he had just emerged from some sort of ordeal, contrasting sharply with her own relatively clean appearance. After a moment of hesitation, she slowly reached out and took his hand. "I-I'm D-Diane," she replied, her voice a mix of apprehension and curiosity.