#oc moonshine

[goethial]

Some sketchbook pages!

[ninjadeathblade]

Febuwhump Day One: Helpless

Warnings: Implied abusive relationship, threats, brief use of a knife, a little bit of blood, swearing

Word count: 179

Author's notes: I haven't actually done any kind of monthly writing challenge before haha so a little nervous about this. That being said, I will release this into the wild. So we're starting the month with my OCs, Moonshine and Winter. 90% of my writing this month is for OCs. That being said; here!

Moonshine stepped backwards. “Look, Winter, the kid was just trying to-”

He went quiet as the other drew a knife.

“I don't care what the kid was trying to do. My contracted are my business, not yours,” Winter replied quietly, spinning the blade.

Moonshine swallowed, cursing as he walked back into a wall.

Winter's approach was slow. Measured. Careful.

The blade was against his throat before he even noticed.

Winter's pale, icey eyes narrowed. “So you are going to shut the fuck up and stay out of my business. Alright? Or do I need to remind you about the contract you signed with me?”

Moonshine lowered his gaze to the floor. “I'm sorry.”

The blade pressed down against his throat a bit more, just enough to well blood before moving away.

Winter stalked back across the room. “Good. Now, I've gotta talk to the kid. Stay here until I get back.”

Moonshine nodded shakily, knees buckling as Winter left.

He curled into a corner of the room, tears streaming down his face.

This place was worse than any hell.

[deathblade-oc-kingdom]

*sighs* that one AU where Dawn and Moonshine adopt Eel

[seagiri]

presenting these idiots

[lucin-kun]

I have this headcanon that two of the Bigger Body Smiling Critters were assigned into one of the four main areas in Playcare (not including the Toy Store).

They were still all responsible with Playcare in general but I thought the idea was nice that two of them were each assigned into an area.

Doesn’t mean that they wouldn't be able to be in other areas of the Playcare anymore, atleast most of them.

I don’t know I can’t imagine Catnap or Craftycorn in the Counselor's Office or Hoppy Hopscotch in the School. She probably has to much energy to not be able to stand still for 10 minutes.

[boilingheart]

i love playing old men <3

colored by @eloquentspeeches

[scarredlove]

WHOA, AN ATTACK AND REVENGE ALL IN ONE-

@trixxstrawberry's Moonshine and @pr0ng3ls' self~

[chubchow]

sketch of my lab, Moonshine, throwing some scratch for his chickens

[trippin-chippin]

*casually draws human moonshine cause I’m such a silly goober* 🤪

[avenin7]

He hears a clatter from the other room and the little rito’s curse. It makes him snort as he grabs his towel and bottle again, moving back into the main room where he left Revali sitting at his dining table.

Somehow the little rito is now on the floor. Staring miserably up at the crossbeams in her roost like they’ve somehow personally insulted him. “I hate you.” Revali says. Still glowering above him and Milap sits back in his armchair, taking a slow drag from his bottle.

“Yeah? Why’s that?” She snorts again, amused when Revali whips his head around to glare at her and groans as vertigo hits him even on the floor.

“You bitch.” He slurs. “I said I wanted to get drunk. Not be sent to Hylia.”

Milap reaches for the bowl of tree nuts on the side table. Popping one into their mouth unconcerned. “Not my fault you can’t handle your liquor.” She says around a full mouth. Particulates falling onto her feathers where her shirt is unlaced. “Maybe if you weren’t such a chickadee about it-“

“I am NOT!” Despite his obvious dizziness Revali forces himself up and turns towards her. Wing outstretched to keep his balance. “I am not a chickadee! Take that back.” They keked in the back of their throat, slouching further into the comfort of the plush wool chair and held the bottle outstretched to the little rito. Revali’s face sours further. Glaring at the bottle while he debates the benefit of looking like a wuss or potentially not waking up tomorrow.

“I ain’t got all night chickadee.” He shakes the bottle and Revali chatters irritably as he takes it. Ignoring him again, Milap takes the bowl properly into his wings. Crunching away happily while Revali dig his own grave into the worst hangover he’ll ever experience in his life.

“See??” He says as he finishes. “Not a chickadee.” Clumsily he sets the bottle down on the table. Talons dragging against the rug in a way that might actually trip him if he’s not careful.

“Watch it.” They snap. Tracking him as he stumbles his way around to the bookshelf to glare at their choice in literature. He pulls a book and Milap can’t be bothered to gripe at him for it, letting him leaf through it with a drunken disinterest.

“None of these are interesting. What do you even do when you’re noth smithing?”

Beak quirking as his lisp peaks through he nods his head towards the other chair. Revali ignores him and keeps browsing his books. “I sit. And enjoy the silence of not having children bother me.” The little rito crows, offended and drops his fifth edition Complete Metalsmith on the floor. Her beak grinds in irritation. That’s a good book.

“I am not a child!” Both their eyes are narrowed at one another and Revali stalks towards him. “Besides. You let the hylian brat hang around your smith all day when he’s here. He’s younger than me!” Milap clucks at him in the back of his throat and Revali trills back.

“Yes. He is quiet.” You are not. “And polite.” Which you are also not. Revali growls low and angry.

“I don’t know what everyone sees in him. He’s not that great.” The kids feathers are rising. Working himself up over nothing. Never a great idea to do in general and certainly not a good one when drunk. But they can’t be bothered to care too much. If they exhaust themselves putting out one fire, Revali will just light another. So they stand to fix the books he left out of order on the shelf and put his Master Smithing back in its rightful place. She can hear Revali pacing behind her. Chattering under his breath. “Yes. I suppose he’s strong! And skilled with a sword! And maybe easy on the eyes. And- ugh- Hylia forbid nice.” He hisses the last word. “But he’s egotistical! And his bowmanship is crap. And last time he came to the village he acted like I didn’t know what his horse was!” He turns indignantly gesturing in Milap’s direction. “I know what a horse is! I go outside.” Revali’s braids clatter when he shakes his head. “And besides! He’s not all that good looking! He’s got a slightly chipped front tooth and his hair is a weird texture and- and-“ Milap turns, brow raised as Revali flounders. Beak opening and closing as his drunken brain works in overtime.

“He’s short!” He settles on, staring unfocused at the rug. She can’t help but laugh at him again. Throwing a wing around his shoulder.

“Look, just cause you have a hate crush on the dove doesn’t mean he’s a bad kid.” Revali squawks angrily at his words and fumbles to get out from under his wing. Violently flapping his own.

“I do nOT have a crush-!!!” His voice cracks halfway through the sentence and they watch in amusement as his feathers around his face flatten till he looks like a drowned cat. “I don’t know what makes you think I have a CRUSH but you’re wrong.” She chitters at him and leans into his space.

“Listen, I’m not the best for giving advice on this sort of thing. But it’s pretty obvious you have some kind of hate-crush-sex attraction thing going on with him.” He growls at her again and she just raises her brow in response. “Remember Alaida?” She says. His eyes widen and his crest raises and he stares blankly for a few minutes while the name processes until he chirps out and embarrassed sound.

“I- I didn’t- that wasn’t-! oh goddess……” Milap pats his shoulder and he buries his face in his wings mortified. “oh. how long was it that obvious? I’m so foolish. I’ve made an ass of myself.” She takes pity on his spiraling and grabs his shoulder again.

“Alright chickadee. You need to lay down. And eat something.” It’s a testament to how intoxicated he is that she has no problem dragging him down to the floor again. Shoving pillows and blankets at him until he’s at least semi cushioned. Stalking to her kitchenette, she grabs some dried salmon and fruit and a glass of water to balance in her wings and take back to the poor kid. Revali is chirping embarrassedly when they return. Head propped on his own knee, curled into a ball. “Eat.” They command. Pushing the jerky into Revali’s wing. He groans and shakes his head.

“Not ungry.”

“Don’t care. Your stomach is empty and you’re gonne feel like death tomorrow if you sleep like that.” They crouch to his level and force a beady red eye to meet Revali’s blown pupil. “Eat. Or I make you.” He groans again but complies slowly. Taking tiny nibbles of jerky with his eyes scrunched shut.

Content that he’ll not choke, she stands and makes for the kitchenette again. Though she can handle her own liquor well, she had quite a bit of that bottle too and she can feel her equilibrium is off. Pouring themself a glass of water and taking a sizable gulp he turns to snark over his shoulder. “You wouldn’t want me to have to regurgitate for you now would you?” They laugh at the disgusted sound he makes.

“Oh gods— shut up. I might actually be sick.” Their keking laugh fills the house and she takes a sick pride in how Revali covers his head with a blanket to drown her out. Good. Maybe he’ll actually sleep now.

She returns to her chair and props her feet up on a stool and waits in the silence a while. Enjoying it. Until she can hear Revali’s soft snores filter out from under the blanket. He chuckles and reaches for a book beside him to read until sleep finally drags him under as well.

[ninjadeathblade]

Febuwhump Day Sixteen: Came back wrong

Warnings: Swearing, murder mention, threats, blood

Word count: 420

Author's notes: This really isn't that whumpy but I will take any excuse to write stuff with Dawn and Dusk body swapping because they are my fave OCs.

Moonshine took deep breaths, crouching behind the wall.

Dawn was… somewhere.

They're stalked away with a dark look after they split up, seemingly going to find their assailants.

He screamed as a hand clasped over his mouth.

“And that's why I can't trust leaving you on your own.”

Moonshine stopped screaming, looking up at the person beside him.

It was Dawn but they had amber eyes and purple horns.

Not brown eyes and red horns.

The Rot-Blood elf removed his hand and Moonshine realised that blood was splattered up his front.

“Dusk?” He inquired.

The other elf rolled his eyes, seemingly wiping a bit of dust off his shoulder. “Got rid o’ those creeps.”

Moonshine stood up shakily. “So, Dawn let you take over?”

Dusk let out a bark of laughter. “Oh fuck no! But I get the job done quickly. And they don't like fighting. So it's always better for me to handle it, even if it means forcibly hijacking the body.”

Moonshine frowned but didn't press.

“So, what’re you two having for dinner?” Dusk asked, beginning to walk back towards the main streets.

Moonshine quirked an eyebrow as he followed the other elf. “You weren't listening?”

Dusk made a face. “I had other business alright, I have a life outside of babysitting Dawn.”

“Don't act like it's a chore,” Moonshine growled.

Dusk snickered. “Alright, I do love ‘em. Just try not to get trailed by Winter's creeps again.”

Moonshine opened then closed his mouth.

Dusk turned to him, piercing amber eyes dissecting him.

“Moonshine? If you don't look after my little sibling then I have no problems with murdering you despite how upset it might make Dawn.”

Moonshine swallowed nervously. “Okay.”

“Now, you're gonna pay for dinner and be a gentleman for your date, alright?”

“Yes Dusk.”

The Rot-Blood smirked and reached over to ruffle his hair. “Good.” Dusk's arm slipped down to loop around his neck as they tugged him closer. “You break their heart and I break your bones.”

“You've used that one before,” Moonshine squeaked.

Dusk's hold loosened and Moonshine slipped away. “Wait, really? When?”

“On the ship after I came back.”

“Oh alright,” Dusk said and seemed to think for a moment. “I'll feed you to that shapeshifter weirdo that worked for Winter if you hurt Dawn in any way, shape, or form.”

“That's a new one. Assuming you're talking about Angler?” Moonshine responded.

“Cyan hair?”

“Yeah, that's Angler. Now c'mon, I need Dawn back if I'm going on a date with them.”

[deathblade-oc-kingdom]

Incorrect Quotes (feat. the gang)

Dusk: Rules are made to be broken.

Dawn: Rules are made to be followed, nothing is made to be broken.

Moonshine: Um, piñatas?

Chida: Glow sticks.

Fifi: Karate boards!

Hanibe: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.

Dusk: Rules.

Fifi: I can't believe you live nearby and won't let anyone crash at your place.

Hanibe: You already know too much about me.

Chida: I know exactly three things about you, one of which is you not letting us crash at your place.

Moonshine: Is something burning?

Winter: Only my love for you~

Moonshine: THE PASTA IS ON FIRE

Angler: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait til I get back.

Shark: Of course, how else am I meant to flip this table?

Dawn: This is a mistake...

Dusk, enthusiastically: A mistake we're going to laugh about some day!

Dawn: But not today.

Dusk: Fuck no, today is gonna be a mess.

Winter: Three words, say them and I'm yours.

Moonshine: Leave me alone.

Shark: On a scale from "damn Daniel" to "fre sha voca do", how are you feeling?

Eel: In between "it's an avocado thanks" and "how did you defeat Captain America", but as a solid answer I'd say "I don't need a degree to be a clothes hanger". How about you Angler?

Angler: Probably "road work ahead".

Moonshine: I speak multiple languages and this is not one of them.

Law enforcer: Have you seen someone named 'Eel' around here?

Hanibe: Ugh, yes, they made a horrible mess of the blood fountain.

Fifi: It looks fine to me.

Hanibe: IT USED TO BE WATER

Vari: Three words. Say them and I'm yours.

Chida: I have dinner?

Vari: Oh thank god I'm starving.

[arthursfuckinghat]

Michael 'Mono' Wynn

Birth name: Mihangel Wynedd (me-hang-el win-eth)

[lucin-kun]

He wasn’t laughing

Something perhaps related to that reborn au I have in mind which I'll call "Second Chance Au"

[Part 2]

Full drawing under cut

[llumimoon]

FUCK IT WE BALL .

HEY. IF YOU VOTE FOR GLENN CLOSE AND SEND ME PROOF I'LL DO A SKETCH FOR YOU !!!

The request doesn't have to be dndads! I will draw for different fandoms and even OCs if you provide references!

Here are some examples of sketch requests I've done before:

TOGETHER WE CAN TURN THE TIDE !!!!!! LETS MAKE HOT GLENN WINTER A REALITY !!!!!

VOTE! THAT! DILF!

[freeloadersombra]

Sombra: What a horrid picture.

Moon: Come on... It's such a beautiful picture! i wonder why it's so hard to just make you smile.